The blood from the kissing ran down his throat. Kang Il-hyun licked the blood on Ja-kyungâs cheeks and lips like a dog for a brief moment. Ja-kyung closed his heavy eyelids slowly. He thought it was because of the stimulant drug, but it was Kang Il-hyunâs tongue and hands that stimulated him, except that his body was drowsy and his strength was gone.
During this time, he used all of his strength to push him away, but it was futile. He repeatedly pounced on him, pushed him away, and slapped him across the face. His nails scratched his face, and he felt Kang Il-hyunâs eyes become fierce.
He thought he was going to quit when he got up from his body, but he got out of bed and took off his T-shirt. His muscles twitched as if he was angry, and his eyes gleamed as if he was about to devour Ja-kyung.
Ja-kyung rolled over and tried to get out of bed. But Kang Il-hyun quickly caught his leg. Kick! He kicked him in the shoulder, but he was out of strength and didnât do much damage. Rather, he was dragged down by his legs.
He had to grab the sheets to keep himself from being dragged, and the bed was a total mess. Kang Il-hyun dragged Ja-kyungâs lower body off the bed and immediately pressed his hand against his back. Ja-kyungâs face was pressed against the bed mat, his upper body on the bed and only his lower body standing.
When he tried to get up, Il-hyun pressed him again with great force. Ja-kyung knew exactly what Kang Il-hyun was going to do in an instant. His spine shivered as he heard pants buckles and zippers being pulled down. The pants and panties Ja-kyung was wearing were immediately pulled down and hung over his thighs.
Ja-kyung cursed as his buttocks were exposed and his penis was pressed against the bed.
âDamn it! I got it! All right⌠let go!â
Kang Il-hyunâs dick landed in Ja-kyungâs eyes as he shouted. It was already erect enough to stick to his stomach without being touched. He grabbed the pole, rubbed it, and tapped it on Ja-kyungâs buttocks. Il-hyun even said his ass was plump and it seemed to feel good to pound it.
Ja-kyung became more soft and moved his body as Il-hyunâs dick touched his ass.
âJust put it in! Iâll kill you! Employer or whatever, Iâm going to cut your ass off! You bastard!â
The more Ja-kyung cursed, the more crooked Kang Il-hyunâs smile became. He lowered his upper body and pressed against Ja-kyungâs back, licking his ears and softly whispering.
âYour personality is fiercer than I expected. I like it.â
Then he blatantly puts his dick between his buttocks and moves it back and forth. Ja-kyung bit his teeth at the unexpected friction and shouted.
âYou pervert bastard!â
Ja-kyung moved his hand forward. He buried the gun Kang Il-hyun had given him under the pillow, but he stopped when he touched it. He was an employee of some kind, and he could only punch him in the head. However, Kang Il-hyunâs weight attached to his back was quite heavy, so it was difficult for him to move.
Rather, the more he moved, the more vivid the sensation of the dick between his buttocks became. Kang Il-hyunâs tongue caressed the back of his neck, and his shoulders before going down his back. Even as his temper raged, Il-hyunâs tongue seemed to melt him away, driving him even crazier.
Ja-kyung struggled and pummeled his forehead on the sheet. Kang Il-hyun raised his upper body, swept his fingertips with saliva, and applied it to Ja-kyungâs anal. Ja-kyung tightly closed his eyes. However, he couldnât help but open his eyes as Il-hyun rubbed his perineum and the entrance to his hole with his damp hands.
It was a sticky hand gesture that felt like he was caressing a womanâs vagina. Ja-kyung bit his lower lip in response to the strange sensation he was experiencing for the first time in his life. He couldnât move because of Kang Il-hyunâs force behind him every time he tried to lift his upper body.
Ja-kyung changed his mind to appease Il-hyun instead.
His large hands caress his protruding buttocks before grabbing and spreading them apart. Kang Il-hyun spits on the hole when it is revealed. The hole was wet from the saliva that ran down. Ja-kyung turned his head quickly and looked at him.
âHey, Director Kang. Are you really going to do this? Should I pretend that I didnât have a contract?
âAnswer me. I asked if you had sucked that bastard too.â
His voice was so calm that the current situation felt rather unrealistic. Ja-kyung remembered Choi Ki-tae. Could it be that Kang Il-hyun was upset because of the mark on his neck? But, why? Was it this that made him so angry?
Kang Il-hyunâs eyes became fiercer as Ja-kyung closed his mouth tightly due to his complicated head.
âFuck. You sucked him.â
Ja-kyungâs eyes widened. Before he could say no, his hair was grabbed and his face was slammed into the mat. Argh, no, you bastard! There was only a huffing sound instead of an answer. Il-hyun grabbed his dick and rubbed against the gleaming hole with saliva.
Il-hyun only inserted the thick tip then and took it out, but Ja-kyungâs butt flinched, and the tightening was strong. Il-hyun forced it in, but it didnât go in properly, and he kept spitting on it. He also slapped Ja-kyung on the backside. He relaxed Ja-kyungâs muscles by hitting them to the point where he had hand marks.
The struggle grew stronger, but he opened it properly and began to enter without hesitation. Ja-kyungâs face was engulfed in pain, and his breathing became difficult as the hole opened. Kang Il-hyun realized this as well and let go of the back of his head.
Ja-kyung turned his head sideways because he thought it was time. Haaa, haaa, he let out the breath he had been holding back, but the pain that followed was so great that he thought it would be better if he could not breathe. He couldnât even make a sound because it hurt so much. His pupils dilated, his mouth opened, and he gasped as if his throat was clogged.
Kang Il-hyunâs chest, which was broad and strong behind his back, pressed against his body. He licked his earlobe softly and whispered.
âRelax. Otherwise, it will only be difficult for you.â
Fuck. He couldnât do anything about it. Tears welled up. He thought it was already all in, but something kept coming in. Given the size of Kang Il-hyunâs dick, it was not surprising. Kang Il-hyun reached out his hand and gently touched Ja-kyungâs dick that was pressed against the mat. The dick, which had become less painful, was slowly erected.
Ja-kyungâs stomach ached and he felt as if his intestines were being ripped apart. Ja-kyung shook his head as Il-hyun began to move. No, no, donât move right now. That wish has been granted. Kang Il-hyun shoved it in and didnât even move an inch.
Il-hyun didnât move, so Ja-kyung thought heâd live at that moment. Il-hyun licked his ears again.
âI will ask you again. Did you suck him?â
Bastard. So persistent.
âSuck⌠What do you mean, ah⌠no. I didnât suck him. I didnât. Fuck! Donât move. It hurt.â
It hurt so much at first, but as time passed, the pain that had been breaking through the intestines gradually subsided. He frowned, then swept back his hair and moved his waist slowly. It still hurt, but not as much as it did the first time.
Ja-kyung reasoned that it would be better to end it quickly rather than waste time by making another fuss, so he threw his face into the bed and pretended to be desperate. Then Kang Il-hyunâs upper body got off his back. He thought Il-hyun was going to quit, but his body turned over while being inserted and his posture changed.
âUgh.â
Kang Il-hyunâs gaze fell straight down. Ja-kyung couldnât see his inserted bottom, so he moved his gaze elsewhere. Kang Il-hyun then put Ja-kyungâs legs on his arms, lifted his hips, and bent his upper body forward. The insertion became deeper and more painful as if his intestines were being severed.
âArgh!â
Kang Il-hyun put his hand behind Ja-kyungâs head and lifted him. His upper body was raised at the same time, revealing the inserted part. Ja-kyung was taken aback when he noticed Kang Il-hyunâs huge dick fit perfectly in a hole he had never put anything in before.
âLook carefully. Whose dick are you eating right now.â
He drew his back and shoved it in him as soon as he finished speaking. Ja-kyung trembled and tightened his thighs. The movement was also shocking, but it felt a little strange when Kang Il-hyun shoved his dick just now. The insides of him were tingling like an electric shock.
âWait a minute. Wait a minute.â
He waved his hand in the air but Kang Il-hyun poked the area again. Along with the pain, a strange pleasure spread. He had a rough idea that the area he touched was the prostate. He used to laugh like an asshole when he heard his acquaintance having sex with men say things like that.
Fuck⌠I was an asshole.
Il-hyun moving speed has increased. A loud slamming sound was heard. Ja-kyung clenched his teeth and covered his eyes with the back of his hand to avoid moaning. Kang Il-hyun grabbed Ja-kyungâs dick while moving his waist and started rubbing it.
As the stimulus was applied both internally and externally, Ja-kyung forgot that he had been trying to run away until a while ago and struggled with pleasure. He tensed his toes and suppressed his moans, but his eyes gradually turned white. He could see Kang Il-hyun moving like a beast with a narrow vision.
He could feel the taste of blood on his lips. His over-excited face was ferocious and sultry.