<78>
"I can't take anymore. No more, ah."
Il-hyeon seized Ja-kyeong who was crawling forward. Before he could even struggle, his waist was caught and the cock thrust deep inside. Again, thud, thud, his vision shook. This beast-like bastard. He's planning to strip me to the bone using his birthday as an excuse.
It was too late to regret going along with his rhythm. Turning his head, the cake Kang Yu-jeong had bought came into view. The ruined cake had lost more than half its cream. Most of it had been smeared on cock and buttocks before entering someone's mouth.
That's not what it was bought for. In the moment he looked away, his body was flipped over. Il-hyeon draped Ja-kyeong's legs over his shoulders. Knowing what he intended, he tried to lower his legs, but his upper body was already bent forward, folding his body until his erect cock reached his solar plexus.
Both their upper bodies were covered in sweat and semen. Il-hyeon planted his arms beside Ja-kyeong's face and thrust down short and hard. Thud, thud, thud, his stomach churned and the cock crushed his prostate as the urge for a fourth ejaculation surged. The moment he tried to moan, Kang Il-hyeon's lips swallowed his own.
His tongue invaded, licking and rubbing every corner of his mouth. It was as fierce a kiss as his hip movements. Pleasure coursed through every part of his body. Curling his toes and lifting his hips, he gagged as semen spurted onto his chest and chin.
Their lips separated, and Kang Il-hyeon's hand moved up to grip his throat. Pressure filled his grasp. He tried to pull the hand away as he suffocated, but it was useless. His vision turned white. Even then, the thrusting from below showed no mercy.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, through bleary vision he saw his two legs shaking above the man's shoulders. Somehow, even though he'd just ejaculated, his lower body tensed as if more would come out. Being strangled, he couldn't speak, so he grabbed the man's shoulders.
It felt strange enough that he wanted to escape. Each time the cock churned inside and thrust, sparks flickered before his eyes. He tried pushing his shoulders to make him stop, but his hands were seized and pinned to the bed.
The act grew more violent, his stomach skin feeling like it was being torn apart. His eyes turned red and the ends of his eyelashes grew damp. Kang Il-hyeon stuck out his tongue and licked and sucked mercilessly as if he would devour his eyeballs.
Ah, stop, stop. Strange. It's strange.
His mind went blank, and the sparks that had been jumping throughout his body ignited simultaneously. A shock and tremor like being struck by lightning swept through his entire body. Ja-kyeong lifted his hips higher, tensed his thighs, and shook violently.
Gag, gag, as something watery spilled onto his stomach, Kang Il-hyeon's lips curled upward. He didn't slow down. Semen and fluid mixed, dirtying his stomach and the sheets. The hands pressing his throat and arms fell away. As Ja-kyeong ejaculated with a face ready to cry, the man pulled his torso tight and poured semen inside.
His vision was hazy, but the sound of his rough breathing by his ear was vivid. His whole body went limp as if exhausted. Nothing could be heard but the breathing of the two people. Staring blankly at the ceiling, his consciousness gradually faded.
***
He fell asleep as if fainting, and when he finally opened his eyes and came to his senses, the sun was rising outside. His eyelids were heavy as lead. Trying to go back to sleep, he realized Kang Il-hyeon was clinging to his back like a leech. Lifting the blanket, he saw the man's arm was tightly binding his chest.
It still felt like the hole was stuffed full. At first he thought it was from doing too much, but belatedly realizing the cock was still inside, he turned pale. Did he really sleep while still inserted? Pulling the arm away and moving his body forward, the cock slipped out of the hole.
He could guess what was flowing down without being told. Frowning, he cursed silently and turned around. Kang Il-hyeon was fast asleep for some reason. Should I kill him. Glaring at him, he lay down facing him. He didn't even make breathing sounds. Even sleeping, he lacked human warmth.
Cursing with silent lip movements, he examined the face closely. It was handsome to an uncomfortable degree, the kind that would draw attention anywhere. Tracing the eyebrows, eyes, nose, forehead, and jaw one by one, he realized his face was drawing closer and snapped his head back in surprise.
At the same time, Il-hyeon's lips curled up slightly.
"I'll pretend I don't know, so kiss me and go wash."
Ja-kyeong scowled deeply. He'd opened his eyes, and yet his gaze was clear as if he'd been awake for a while. So he was already awake. What a bastard. Displeased, he stepped down from the bed, but his waist stung and he couldn't stand properly.
Collapsing and grabbing the bed, Il-hyeon raised his upper body.
"My. Are you okay?"
Ja-kyeong threw a pillow in anger. It hit his face, but Il-hyeon still smiled brightly. Fuck. Beast-like bastard. Cursing, he entered the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, Ja-kyeong was speechless.
After being tormented all night, the area around his eyes was red and swollen, and below his face were vivid kiss marks and teeth marks everywhere from all the sucking and biting. His stomach and chest were a mess with dried white semen, and his nipples and cock were so raw they stung at the slightest touch.
As if waiting, the semen that had been inside trickled down his thighs again. He'd really shot a lot. Gripping the sink with both hands and grinding his teeth, he saw in the mirror Kang Il-hyeon getting off the bed and approaching.
Quickly closing the door and locking it, knocks came immediately.
[Let's wash together.]
He shouted in anger.
"Get lost!"
[Open the door. I'll wash you.]
"I'll wash myself! Don't you dare come in! I'll kill you today for not doing it a year ago!"
Laughter came from outside the door. Hoo, Ja-kyeong made his awkward way to the shower stall. Every step made his whole body creak. Turning on hot water, he stood under it with a blank expression, staring only at the bathroom tiles.
Last night's events passed by one by one like a panoramic film. No matter how he thought about it, the ratio of excitement to pain had changed from before.
Covering his face with both hands, he banged his head against the shower stall.
"Fuck. I think I really became gay..."
Feeling both self-loathing and emptiness simultaneously, he lathered up, washed his body, shampooed, brushed his teeth, and came out. But Kang Il-hyeon wasn't in the bedroom. Underwear and outer clothes to change into were laid out on the bed, and he'd vanished without a trace.
Then faint car sounds came from outside. Ja-kyeong walked with a towel around his lower waist. Pulling back the curtain, he saw several black cars. He hurriedly pressed against the wall to hide, then stuck just his face out to look.
It's Park Tae-su.
Why is he here at this hour.
While wondering, the door opened and Il-hyeon entered wearing a gown. He looked at Ja-kyeong's marked-up chest with a regretful expression.
"What to do. It's time for us to go back now."
"Already?"
He realized what he'd said after speaking.
"Going to miss it?"
"No, I meant..."
He tried to find some excuse, but Il-hyeon came right up to his face, gave a peck on the lips, then pulled back.
"I'll wash and come out, so get dressed first. I don't like other guys seeing your body."
He smiled lightly, then went inside taking off his gown. Left alone, Ja-kyeong stood with a slightly dazed expression before shaking his head vigorously. Don't think about it. That's why this is happening from thinking about it needlessly. Putting a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it, Kang Il-hyeon's cell phone on one side made a loud noise.
[Chairman likes it! That was the first time in my life I've had such ecstatic sex!]
Startled, Ja-kyeong dropped the cigarette he was holding.
Fuck!
Feeling like his heart had been discovered, he rushed over and turned off the phone.
***
After leaving the island by boat, Ja-kyeong sat in the back seat and started dozing off. When his head kept falling to the side, Il-hyeon caught it and rested it on his shoulder. Too weak to push him away, he left it there.
Park Tae-su said he'd followed immediately upon hearing Kang Yu-jeong had departed. He'd moved preemptively in case someone might target Kang Il-hyeon's life. And perhaps to avoid disturbing his boss's enjoyable time, he said he'd waited at a distance from the house until morning.
He's got a good subordinate. If only he'd shown up yesterday, I wouldn't have suffered that exploitation. He resented Park Tae-su for no reason. Repeating the cycle of dozing and waking, by the time they arrived at Kang Il-hyeon's house, it was well past lunch.
Getting out of the car and opening the gate, the Wang brothers ran out with happy faces, then saw Kang Il-hyeon and flinched backward.
"My goodness, Chairman. It's only been a few days since we saw you, but your face looks even brighter. Haha."
At Wang Ryun's joke, Wang Han elbowed his side, then apologized.
"We were thoughtless. It won't happen again."
Il-hyeon laughed.
"It's fine. Thanks to you, I gained a lot too."
Gained something? The Wang brothers' gazes shifted to Ja-kyeong standing behind. Wang Ryun's eyes grew large. He didn't know what ordeal he'd endured, but the guy appeared after a few days looking like half his former self. His under-eyes were sunken and his walking was unnatural.
Did he break something somewhere?
Worried, he touched and examined his body, then seeing Kang Il-hyeon's eyes turn venomous like a viper, he quickly pulled his hands away.