The Smell of Something Fishy Chapter 3.1

As per the ‘item check,’ Tae Shinju, after inspecting Yeonseo’s lower body, moved directly to the bathroom. This was yet another unexpected move. Since he had confirmed that both of Yeonseo’s genitals were intact, Yeonseo had assumed they would proceed directly to sex, but instead, Tae Shinju gently lifted Yeonseo into his arms and stepped into the shower stall.

Thanks to this, throughout the journey, Yeonseo came to understand what it felt like to be ‘held like a baby,’ a feeling he had never experienced even as an actual child. The face-to-face embrace was embarrassing, but because the man never let his lips part from his, Yeonseo’s mind was soon captivated by the scorching kiss.

The kiss, which should have tasted of fishy fluid, was sweet. Especially when Tae Shinju sucked on his lips as if to swallow them whole before pulling away, stretching either the upper or lower lip, and when he traced the inside of his lips with the tip of his tongue, touching Yeonseo’s own tongue again, Yeonseo could not suppress his shivers.

The kiss continued for a while even after they entered the shower stall. Tae Shinju expertly advanced and retreated, allowing Yeonseo to grow accustomed to mingling their breaths. Just when Yeonseo was about to push him away from lack of breath, Tae Shinju would, as if by some uncanny sense of timing, grant him an opening to breathe.

“You have to breathe through your nose.”

It seemed that even a proficient man could not hide the traces of his excitement. The sweet, low voice had sunk into a husky tone. Urging him to breathe with soft, pecking kisses, Tae Shinju rubbed the tip of his nose against Yeonseo’s. It was a ticklish caress. It was also the moment Yeonseo finally became aware of the existence of his own nose.

The nose that had smelled all sorts of scents from the man, from himself, yet was seldom used during their kissing.

Tilting his face, Tae Shinju slid his tongue deep inside. Yeonseo instinctively opened his throat to accept him. As he hugged the man’s firm shoulders and consciously took a breath, the hand that had been holding his concave waist began to move upwards.

“Hhuht….”

The body that had been languidly leaning against the man’s chest flinched noticeably. As if to soothe the once again tense body, a large palm slowly roamed over his dry back. Tae Shinju was essentially supporting Yeonseo with one arm, yet as if feeling no weight whatsoever, he persistently caressed the part hidden beneath the last piece of clothing.

They had gone to the trouble of entering the shower stall, but they had not even taken off their clothes yet. At least Yeonseo was only left with a single top, but Tae Shinju had barely even taken off his outer jacket. That made it all the more difficult to pretend not to notice that the fluid originating from his nether regions was soaking a round spot on the man’s clothes.

The massive man was not the least bit disheveled, yet his appearance was more disheveled than anyone’s.

Yeonseo feebly kicked his legs. The man, who had just buried his face in Yeonseo’s pale nape, somehow understood the signal and set Yeonseo down. This was not particularly fortunate for Yeonseo. It was because his two hands, finally freed, began their exploration in earnest.

The hand that plunged fearlessly under the knit sweater started from Yeonseo’s thin shoulders, traveled over his prominent shoulder blades, his spine, his soft forearms and clean armpits, the tender skin beneath, his hollowed lower back, and his sides, before gripping his plump buttocks and stopping at the isolated upper plane. It was a sticky and thorough journey, as if engraving the texture of the skin onto his fingerprints. The sensation of it sliding, clinging tightly to his skin, was also deeply imprinted on Yeonseo’s mind.

And the moment Tae Shinju confirmed with his fingertips the secret Yeonseo had hidden for quite some time, he took off the one remaining top and threw it outside the stall.

“Ha….”

Now, he was truly, completely naked.

Yeonseo raised his trembling arms to cover his chest. Tae Shinju’s gaze deepened. The meaning of the dry laugh, and why he was so persistently staring at a single spot, was all too clear.

Chuckling, Tae Shinju pulled at the knot of his necktie. The tie, which looked expensive at a glance, fell away meaninglessly.

“Mr. Park Yeonseo, you are quite… unexpected.”

After the necktie came the watch, the belt, the pants.

“Something that shouldn’t be there is sticking out, while the part that should be sticking out is tucked in, huh….”

Ga…ters…? A pair of them, and a shirt, socks….

“An interesting body.”

Underwear. Black boxer briefs that were struggling to hold his bulging genitals.

The rustling sound of fabric seemed particularly loud. Each time the man took off a piece of clothing, Yeonseo, without realizing it, took a step back, and by the time the last item fell, he was pressed tightly against the wall. He had no idea why he was suffocating when it was someone else taking off their clothes.

“Running away again. Does Mr. Park Yeonseo think he’s a squirrel? That I won’t see you if you scurry away?”

Tae Shinju laughed softly and trapped Yeonseo in his arms. When he bent his upper body far down to bite Yeonseo’s nape, the sensitive body, as expected, jumped. Perhaps because they were so close, the sound of his loudly beating heart reached even Tae Shinju.

“Uht…!”

Thump, thump, thump.

“I won’t do anything harsh. Relax.”

“Hh, hhuht, ah.”

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

“Breathe.”

“…Haak! Ha, haeu….”

“Don’t hide your breasts. Why are you covering them. When you should be begging me to suck on them.”

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!

Simultaneously with the warning, the grace period of kindness that had been coddling Yeonseo ended. The thumb that had previously probed the other man’s vagina reappeared. It scraped at the concave flesh of the nipple-less breast and then rubbed the areola as if to crush it.

It was a touch so soft it felt as if his fingerprints might have melted. Tae Shinju was inwardly impressed. Not only was the texture soft, but it was also a breast that looked like a juicy pussy. The nub that should have been erect was hidden inside, while the surrounding flesh was slightly swollen like the lips of a vulva, making it no different from a pussy hiding its testicles.

No wonder he hesitated when taking off his clothes. Did he figure he’d give up on the pussy since I knew it existed, and try to protect his breasts at least?

Making assumptions that would have made Yeonseo faint if he heard them, Tae Shinju willingly pressed his lips to the white chest. The taste of sucking on a nipple-less breast was quite good.

“……! Ah…!”

The timid squirrel’s body trembled violently. As if wondering when he had moved away, he wrapped his arms around Tae Shinju’s head and pressed his body closer. It seemed somewhat like a hand pushing him away, but Tae Shinju couldn’t care less. Sluurp, tsk, slurp. Rather, the nipple that was so hard to catch was making the sounds needlessly louder, making him feel as if he was being teased.

This is starting to piss me off, a little.

If Yeonseo had intended to grant Tae Shinju a ‘first time’ experience, he had succeeded. No, in truth, a being like Park Yeonseo was a first in itself. He would rather not have sex at all, than to gently soothe and coax someone while performing foreplay.

Just as one uses baby talk with a baby, in front of Park Yeonseo, he found himself uncharacteristically choosing his words and smiling senselessly. Was it because he knew his body was weak, or was it because he also knew he had been abandoned? The body he had actually touched was also so soft and delicate that he found himself unintentionally controlling the force of his hands. And this was despite never having made a promise to go easy on him during sex.

And yet, when he saw the body that couldn’t even breathe properly in front of him….

“Heeu, ah…! Heup, euu.”

“You’re not a squirrel, you’re a baby…. I told you to breathe through your nose.”

Again. Again, he lowered his voice and found himself soothing him.

When he had started sucking on the breast, a competitive spirit had flared up, vowing not to stop until he had pulled out the nipple. But upon witnessing the small face turn bright red and gasp for breath, he completely forgot the vow he had made just a second ago and parted his lips.

“Why are you so scared. It’s just petting.”

Peck. A light kiss pressed against Yeonseo’s cheek.

“Can you really sell your body like this?”

Tae Shinju said, deliberately teasing. He was telling him to go ahead and cry if he was going to keep being so scared.

Yeonseo could not say anything. He just stood there stiffly and watched the process as the man turned around, turned on the water, washed his face, and rubbed his entire body with a shower towel until he was covered in foam.

Seen from behind, he had an impressively large frame. Because the man was blocking the front like a wall, almost no water splashed onto Yeonseo. And this was despite the fact that Yeonseo’s height was not very short.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over his head. It was because the man, having washed his front, had turned around to rinse the foam off his back.

Their eyes met. With his hair falling slightly forward as he looked down, he looked a little younger than his first impression.

The eye-smile, which had become a tiny bit familiar, drew a line with Yeonseo.

“The check is more than sufficient, so you may just wash up and go home for today.”

Even the clueless Yeonseo recognized that this was an order to leave. He also sensed that he should not foolishly utter ‘okay’ here. The man had playfully tormented him, saying he wanted to see Yeonseo cry, but in truth, that kind of interest could disappear at any moment.

The fishy and sweet kiss must have been meaningless to this person as well.

Yeonseo took a deep breath. It was too early to give up. As the man said, he had come to sell his body. He was in a position where he should be grateful that someone had taken an interest in a body like this.

The tears that were about to come out were sucked right back in. The realization was instinctive. If this man found his tears interesting, he would never cry in front of him.

“…Wash… me, please.”

Yeonseo took the man’s hand and placed it on his own chest. As he did so, he looked down and saw red and blotchy marks all over his body. They were the spots the man had touched with force.

“…What did you say?”

Yeonseo reminded himself of his purpose.

“The thing after the check… you can do it.”

Please buy me.

Why this man of all people, why he had to sell his body of all things, why he had fallen into such a predicament—there were countless reasons to fall into self-pity. Indeed, all sorts of thoughts brushed past his mind, but Yeonseo squeezed his eyes shut and cleared his head. The part he had to think about at this very moment was set.

Do not cry. Do not flinch. Breathe.

“Heueup… haa….”

Swoosh, the falling stream of water still did not reach Yeonseo. The only water on him was what had splashed when the man turned around.

Instead of waiting for the man who was not approaching, Yeonseo closed the distance himself. Then, he stood on his tiptoes with all his might, trying to bring his nose to the man’s. Because of their height difference, though, the area around his lips was the limit.

Yeonseo, who had ended up ramming his nose into someone else’s lips, blushed to his nape. The man remained silent. He only watched Yeonseo’s actions with his jet-black eyes.

You know, Mr. Tae Shinju. I really have nothing, but,

“I have a nose.”

I can breathe. Thanks to you.

“I’ll sell you my breath.”

So you are the only one who can control my breathing.

I’ll hand over my first experience, my once-free breath, my ignorant body, all of it,

“Please… buy me.”

Save me.

That request was the correct answer.

Instead of answering, the man stole Yeonseo’s breath. A light kiss on the tip of his nose, followed by a kiss that deeply swept and rubbed the inside of his throat.

The man who was big in every way also had a thick and long tongue. Thus, accepting him naturally felt like he was inserting his tongue into his throat, but while he had just frozen in surprise during the first kiss, it was now strange that his stomach tingled at the play of that tongue.

Everywhere the man’s hand touched, he was changing into a new form. In a strange and bizarre direction he had never imagined.

Still… it’s okay. I’m not scared.

Yeonseo wrapped his arms around his nape, supporting his trembling body. Although they had kissed several times already since getting acquainted, the reaction of his body trembling was the same every single time. And gradually, step by step, he was getting more used to it. Exhaling through the gap the man made for him to breathe, then slowly breathing through his nose….

In reality, it had only been a few hours. In terms of meetings, it was only their second. He had grown this much in just that short time. He himself felt like a completely different person from a few days ago. To the point where if a day ever came in the future where he met someone else and their lips met, he felt he would at least not be flustered.

If such a day truly came, he would use this experience as nourishment, and kiss and mingle breaths just as he had learned from this man. Of course, the possibility of that actually happening was close to zero.

Thanks to the man having washed himself clean, the fishy smell that had strangely stimulated his nasal passages had also disappeared along with him. Yeonseo felt a sense of emptiness for no reason and leaned his head against the man’s chest, pretending it was because of the kiss. Tae Shinju chuckled deep in his throat and pressed Yeonseo close to his chest. Then, he suddenly spun around, changing their direction.

Swoooosh—.

A stream of hot water hit the back of Yeonseo’s head. It was the stream of water the man had been blocking until now. He wasn’t that surprised… but why did he suddenly change their positions?

His guess was that it was probably to prevent Yeonseo from unconsciously sticking to the wall. Yeonseo himself had only just learned today that he had such a habit, but whatever the reason, a partner who kept stealthily backing away could seem quite frustrating in the man’s eyes. The picture of someone who came to have sex but kept avoiding him was, common-sensically, a bit strange, wasn’t it?

It was at the moment Yeonseo had finished his reasoning and come to an understanding.

“I will wash you.”

Tae Shinju said, lightly pushing Yeonseo away. Tapping Yeonseo’s lips with the tip of his nose was a bonus.

“……”

The eyes they met with were filled with laughter. Yeonseo could not bring himself to look at those eyes for long and ended up avoiding them. For some reason, as time went on, witnessing his unexpected sides was becoming harder to bear than the explicit dirty talk. For instance, the fact that his first impression was so sharp, yet he was actually quite playful, or that he smiled a lot….

Or that he seemed to be… acting cute.

‘…No way. The… cuteness must be just my imagination.’

He had only thought what came to mind, but the word was so incongruous that he even felt a sense of guilt. Just because the man had smiled kindly a few times, he had interpreted it however he pleased.

Yeonseo nodded his head heavily. At the assenting gesture that fell from top to bottom, Tae Shinju grabbed Yeonseo’s shoulders and turned him around.

“Eup, cough!”

A torrent of water hit him as soon as he turned. The stream of water struck him squarely in the face, causing a huge cough to erupt from Yeonseo. Since the showerhead had originally been adjusted to Tae Shinju’s height, it was only natural for Yeonseo, who was more than a head shorter than him, to be drenched in water.

Yeonseo hurriedly turned back around and covered his mouth. The cough, which had burst out in surprise, would not stop easily. He had actually swallowed some water.

Only then did Tae Shinju block the water with his back and apologize.

“Oh, my apologies. Are you alright?”

The eyes that looked down at him as he said that… frankly, did not look like someone who was sorry. From his gaze, which stared intently at Yeonseo’s face, especially his eyes, a strange obsession could even be felt.

While Yeonseo stood hesitating, at a loss for words, the man, who had coolly swept back his water-soaked bangs, adjusted the position of the shower holder. However….

‘I think he lowered it too much….’

To speak his mind honestly felt like he would be ignoring the feelings of the one who had apologized.

“There, it should be fine now. Come forward.”

In the end, unable to point it out, he shuffled forward according to his gesture and faced the showerhead. The stream of water hit a spot lower than Yeonseo’s chest. It was an unnaturally low position. When he hesitantly looked up at him, Tae Shinju curved both his eyes and his lips at the same time.

“Ah….”

Is this what it feels like for one’s mind to go blank? For a moment, Yeonseo forgot the situation and stared blankly at the sparkling face. The first impression he had, which he had thought was cold and icy, now felt like a distant dream. He was simply lively and radiant. With such a face, he smiled, apologized, and held him….

“You’re looking at me like that again.”

“…Pardon?”

“You keep licking me with your eyes, Mr. Park Yeonseo.”

“N-no….”

He had to say that wasn’t it, but he just stuttered like a fool. When did I ever lick you? I was just staring blankly because you’re handsome.

“Do you like this face?”

Tae Shinju very easily discerned Yeonseo’s inner thoughts. He even went so far as to pull them out and present them. His heart beat rapidly. His own feelings had a very noticeable presence, but facing them directly made rationalization easier.

That’s right, this is all because this person is excessively handsome.

His was a life where those who had treated him with kindness were already scarce. Complete goodwill was practically a first. Because even his father, the only kind person in his life before Tae Shinju, had not offered unconditional love.

Yeonseo knew that his father had considered selling him off several times. The only reason he had not was because only Yeonseo needed him. The loser that the world had all but abandoned, just because he was his father. And the self-esteem filled in that way was what precariously allowed him to endure as a human and not a beast. Of course, it was a line drawn just to the extent that, while he did not hand Yeonseo over to gangsters, he did not intervene no matter how they touched the young Yeonseo.

Thinking about it now, it seemed like he had been affection-deprived. The feeling of wanting to blindly trust that kind of father just because he was family definitely had an aspect that could not be explained away with just ‘because he’s my father.’ In the same context, it was only natural that he was weak to the kindness of others.

What’s more, the man armed with kindness was the most beautiful being in Yeonseo’s entire life. Such a person was scattering things he had never tasted in his life. Beautiful things. Sparkling things. Warm things. Soft things. Funny things. Embarrassing things.

Things he wanted to conquer….

“You really are licking me quite a lot…. I get it, you like my face. Still, sex is after we wash.”

“…Ah….”

“Let’s hurry up and wash. Lean your back against me.”

Yeonseo followed as he was led. He was embarrassed that he might have looked like someone who had suddenly stopped washing and was begging for sex. After pressing his back against the man’s chest, he let out a trembling breath. Just then, Tae Shinju bent his upper body and lifted one of Yeonseo’s legs by the back of the knee. His other hand rested on Yeonseo’s solar plexus, holding him tightly without a gap.

Naturally, his shameful crotch was exposed wide open under the showerhead.

“Th-this is for….”

Even if he purposely tried not to be conscious of it, what was there does not disappear. What was he trying to do? His lower abdomen tensed up with nervousness.

At the same time, swoosh, swoosh, an undeniable curve tickled his lower back. The outline of a thick and heavy genital, unlike his own. The penis he had seen in a fleeting glance when he took off his underwear was almost grotesquely large and dark in color. Tae Shinju’s skin was pale, but that part alone was dark, and the head was especially reddish, looking as if it would reek of fishy fluid just by looking at it.

Could it be that he intended to insert it just like this?

‘…Maybe.’

There was no rule that sex had to be done in a bed. He had vaguely assumed they would do it in the bedroom, but since this was a man who acted separately from his predictions, nothing he did would be strange.

Just then, the arm that was wrapped around his waist slid down.

“Ah…!”

It touched. It touched…!

His hand covered his genitals without warning. He slightly bent his middle finger, parting the swollen labia and fumbling with the damp flesh inside. Eung, hht…. Yeonseo squeezed his eyes shut. Whether he knew this or not, he soon rubbed as if to thrust into the hole, then pressed his long finger against the entrance.

A sweet, low voice toyed with his ear.

“Mr. Park Yeonseo may not know this, but Yeonseo’s pussy is quite wet.”

“Hik… hieut… aheuk…!”

After a moment of that, his fingers resumed their movement. They still did not delve into the hole. Rather, with the intention of wiping away the slick fluid, he gently scraped the tender flesh.

“The amount is enough to drench the surroundings every time you cum, so after you come, you must make sure to wash thoroughly, all the way inside your pussy.”

“Euhp…!”

For this…. Was this why he adjusted the showerhead’s position.

The low-hanging showerhead sprayed water towards Yeonseo’s stomach. That water was flowing down to his groin, creating the foundation to wash his genitals.

“Ah, ah… haak!”

The middle finger finally slid along the inner wall. It thoroughly swept the deep insides, pulling out all the sticky fluid. Even when Yeonseo let out a scream-like moan and grabbed his arm, he was resolute.

“W-wait, wait a minute, aaht!”

“Put strength in your legs. How can you be so shy when I’m washing Mr. Park Yeonseo’s pussy. Surely this isn’t the first time you’ve washed it.”

“That’s, n-no, it’s not, but, heueueu…!”

Since it had been thoroughly prodded and sucked, it was not difficult for it to take in a single finger. It was just that the process—the hook-like finger repeatedly entering and exiting the hole, the way he pressed on the clitoris while pretending not to, and how he would occasionally put the fluid-coated finger in his mouth and taste it nonchalantly—was so humiliating it was driving him crazy.

“Come to think of it, where do you urinate from? Your cock? Or your pussy? Can you piss from both? Do you sit down to do your business?”

Yeonseo could not bear it any longer and covered his ears. This was his limit. He did not have the confidence to endure any more of the vulgar words that were pouring out of him with the same tone as ‘Shall we have a meal together tomorrow?’

Of course, Tae Shinju was not one to let that slide. He grabbed both of Yeonseo’s wrists, pulled them down, and hugged his upper body tightly. The body that fit so perfectly in his arms was satisfying. After gripping both slender wrists together with one hand, he found the plump clitoris and began to rub it rhythmically.

“Ah, aah, aheuk, eung…!”

“Why didn’t you answer me. Making a person so curious.”

Then I have no choice but to ask your body directly.

The fluid that had thoroughly soaked his pussy during the checking process earlier was definitely pussy juice. Cunt juice that had burst from a female organ. And he had cum semen from his male cock. This meant that, like his divided organs, he had two places from which to leak fluid. Honestly, he had no plans to check for the pee hole here, but seeing him get horrified and cover his ears made him want to see him leak, whether it be piss or cunt juice.

Or else….

‘Hmm. Is it a bit of a waste to see his virgin blood here?’

Even if it was not real virgin blood but simply the tearing of the hole, he would see blood upon insertion. He did not say it to humiliate him; Yeonseo’s vagina was genuinely narrow and small. He wondered if he could even get the head of his cock in. But the hole pierced like that and the crying face… would be quite stimulating.

“Haah….”

He felt like he could cum just from imagining it.

Tae Shinju helplessly admitted it. The fact that he felt a sense of crisis. The sense of crisis that came from getting uncharacteristically aroused just by imagining a hole he had not even tasted.

He would be honest. It was he who had become curious about Park Yeonseo’s face. The large, gentle eyes. The thin lips. The translucent skin and the slender shape of his face. The delicate, well-proportioned features overall. On top of that, even the atmosphere that strangely stimulated his sadistic urges all suited Tae Shinju’s tastes perfectly. To the extent that he could, for once, understand why Tae Hyunwoong had been drooling.

Pushing Yeonseo against the wall was an impulse led by instinct. Tae Shinju knelt before the pale white legs.

“Aht!”

Sluurp, slurp, sluuuurp. He hooked the leg he was holding over his shoulder and immediately swallowed the plump pussy in one mouthful. As he thrust his tongue into the open hole, Yeonseo let out a shrill scream and collapsed forward. Haaeeuuht! A high-pitched moan flowed out like slick. Swoooosh—. The sound of water hitting the floor was, for the first time in his life, annoying. Tae Shinju stuck his tongue out long and toyed with the soft inner walls, while at the same time, repeatedly scraping the plump clitoris with his thumb.

“Haa! Ah, haeung!”

As if goosebumps were breaking out, Yeonseo began to writhe his hips. It seemed his rationality had already flown away. Just like when he had prodded the cunt hole in the name of checking, he did not hesitate to perform the motion of rubbing his pussy against someone else’s mouth.

Tae Shinju gladly enjoyed the reaction. He swapped the positions of his fingers and lips, feeding three fingers into the vaginal opening, and then started sucking slurp slurp on the clitoris he had been rubbing earlier. His efforts to wash him clean were rendered meaningless as sticky slick flowed out from his genitals, once again soiling Tae Shinju’s face.

“Don’t force yourself to hold it in, just cum. I won’t stop until I’ve drunk your pussy juice.”

Hearing the low warning, Yeonseo trembled violently. At some point, he had reached the point of sitting on Tae Shinju’s face. It was because he kept twisting his hips back to avoid having his pussy sucked, which meant Tae Shinju had no choice but to chase after the retreating cunt to catch it. It was a natural consequence that their position had changed considerably in the process.

For Tae Shinju, it was actually a good thing. He could see Yeonseo’s face more easily and clearly. The face with its brow furrowed and eyes squeezed shut. It was pretty and pitiful, making him want to torment him even more. He thrust the rest of his fingers, excluding the thumb, deep into the narrow cavern.

“Haak!”

His closed eyes flew open. He savored the bumpy inner walls with his fingerprints.

‘The entrance is narrow, but the inside might be surprisingly wide.’

If so, then he was truly a natural. Because it would taste good every time he was pierced.

He could declare that he had never put this much effort into, nor had he ever obsessed over, a virgin pussy. No, whether it was a man or a woman, a virgin or not, to begin with, sex for Tae Shinju was nothing more and nothing less than a release of desire. He usually met proficient holes and skipped the foreplay process altogether, so burying his face deep in someone else’s saliva, cunt juice, and cum was a first experience for him as well.

The sight of the small hole stretched wide open was quite grotesque, yet stimulating.

Plunge. Pluunge, plunge. He pulled his fingers out leaving only one knuckle inside, then hammered them in, thump, thump, as if striking with a mallet. The way the body flinched and shuddered with each and every blow was interesting to observe.

“Euht, euk.”

Except for just one thing, his swallowing of his moans.

Park Yeonseo’s voice was a pleasant, beautiful tone. If the moans had been grating, he would have told him to shut up himself, but this damned habit of closing his mouth preemptively seemed to need correcting.

He squeezed the luscious buttocks as if to burst them. The soft, pliable texture that clung to his palm helped to calm his mind and body. However, his desire to see the fluid coming from the cunt burned in the opposite direction.

“Heuep, aheut! Tae, Tae Shin, ju, w-wait.”

The choice to put his hand deep inside the pussy and shake it rattle rattle rattle rattle was the right one. Whether it was because his body was weak to pleasure, or because he simply liked this particular form of foreplay, as soon as he roughly shook the passage, he lost his mind and was overwhelmed.

“Ah, aaaht!”

Yeonseo’s legs trembled in a way that could not be compared to before. The gesture of his hands pushing the man away also grew stronger. His upper body writhed and thrashed about wildly. Tae Shinju forcefully pushed against the mercilessly tightening inner walls. The fishy scent deepened, and the trajectory of his tongue sucking the pussy also became steeper in tandem.

Eung, heuuht, euueung! Yeonseo cried out from his throat. Ah, haak! Hak, his short, ragged moans indicated he was at his limit. Tae Shinju repeated the motion of roughly thrusting his hand in as if shaking his hips, then pierced the pussy cavern until half his palm was inside.

Thwack!

“……!”

A climax like time had stopped for a moment. Squit, squit. Regardless of whether cunt juice was splattering or not, Tae Shinju hurriedly thrust his tongue under the throbbing hole before the aftereffects could fade. And he tasted the sweet, tightening convulsions.

It was truly a taste that made his head tingle. The way he squirted squit squit from the tiny hole was cute, but the clenching that tightened fiercely around his tongue was the real deal. The taste of the pussy juice was not bad either, for what it was.

His dark cock swelled up tautly and lifted its head. He had been so engrossed in sucking the cunt that he had forgotten the most important thing. This was all for the sake of putting this in.

He grabbed the rod of his cock and rubbed it back and forth against the wet pussy. Since he was already leaking, he intended to get his cock a bit wet.

Yeonseo’s ears and nape turned red like the head of a cock. Tae Shinju, feeling the urge to tease him again, subtly added a hip movement. The soft labia and clitoris licked his cock. They were tender and soft, just like their owner.

“Now that I see it, Mr. Park Yeonseo is quite good at washing someone’s face with his pussy juice.”

“……Heut!”

“How do you feel about having washed my face? Do you still like this face?”

“Hak, heuht, s-sorry, aaht, aht!”

“Good grief, I told you to call me a son of a bitch at times like this.”

If I tease him any more, he’ll really faint. It’s a shame, I didn’t even get to tease him for long.

Tsk, smacking his lips, he lifted Yeonseo in one arm. He picked up the showerhead and rinsed his own face and Yeonseo’s lower body once. In truth, more than Yeonseo’s horror, the change in his eyes was more disappointing than he had expected.

The eyes that had looked this way, as if possessed, even while trembling with fear. It was no fun at all for that gaze to change in any way. It seemed the time had come to stop the games and start fucking.

“Anyway, I enjoyed the show. So Mr. Park Yeonseo cums from his pussy too. Check complete.”

It was the moment he said that and briefly let go. Yeonseo tried to collapse onto the bathroom floor like a newborn fawn. It seemed there was absolutely no strength left in his legs. Judging by his trembling state, he had expected this would happen. In the midst of it all, clear slick trickled out from between his legs. Thanks to Tae Shinju catching him at a good time, he did not fall over, but they both ended up witnessing the sight.

“Heuu….”

“…Yes, I understand.”

Yeonseo did not ask what he understood. Tae Shinju did not bother to explain either. He roughly threw a robe over his own body and then wrapped Yeonseo up in a bath towel. The way he held him face-to-face was the same as before, the only difference being that he was now pressing his cock against his naked hole.

With every step, the veins on his massive member brushed back and forth, scraping the tender flesh. Tae Shinju placed his own cock on his clasped palms first, and then told Yeonseo to sit on top of it. He could have tucked his cock into the stomach area so that their cocks would brush against each other, but he judged that Yeonseo would want this more.

Thanks to this, it felt moderately tight, and it also felt like foreplay. As a method of transportation, it was quite good.

Yeonseo became less talkative from the moment they left the bathroom. The most he did was suck in a breath when his nether hole was occasionally brushed against. The fact that he was clinging to Tae Shinju’s nape like a lifeline and had wrapped his thighs and calves around his waist was a bonus.

‘This makes me want to tease him.’

It was only after meeting Yeonseo that Tae Shinju learned he had a playful side. He was not a humorous person by any stretch of the imagination. There was no need to think too hard about it; all these facets were probably because they were exclusive to Park Yeonseo.

Exclusive…. He liked the feel of that word.

Tae Shinju mulled over the word for a long time. Then, unable to overcome the impulse in the end, he bit Yeonseo’s cheek. Wasn’t it cute, the way he rolled his big eyes around, gauging his reaction? Even as his body was still trembling, saying it was tense and scared to death of this situation.

‘The way he stubbornly holds back his tears is also adorable.’

Strictly speaking, he was clinging to the person who was tormenting him. But the way he acted as if that fact was of no concern to him whatsoever was interesting.

The journey seemed both short and long. It was because Tae Shinju, so absorbed in teasing Yeonseo, had just walked aimlessly.

He opened the door to a nearby room nonchalantly, as if this had been his destination all along. The bedrooms were plentiful anyway, and since sex was the goal, the master room or a guest room would be one and the same.

As they entered the room, Yeonseo cautiously lifted his head. Tae Shinju placed Yeonseo on the bed and asked.

“Are you cold?”

Yeonseo shook his head with a dazed expression. It was a little chilly, but he was not cold. He just felt it was a bit unexpected, that was all.

The bedroom was smaller than the study. The only furniture was a monochrome bed, a nightstand, and a lamp. It was a perfect sealed room, without even a window. The intention to do nothing but sleep was clearly felt.

I thought someone like him would use a more splendid bedroom… not that it doesn’t suit him.

The bedroom was dark. It seemed it was originally like this. So he doesn’t keep the lights on in the bedroom. Watching him adjust the lighting himself, Yeonseo fell into a silly train of thought. He also thought that the moderately bright light just around the bed was cozy. Since it was less embarrassing than being brightly lit, Yeonseo soon grew to like this bedroom.

“Grab my shoulders.”

“Ah, yes.”

As he hurriedly wrapped his arms around his neck, he was moved to the middle of the bed, held in the now much more familiar embrace. He could not help but admire the handiwork that stripped off the bath towel and plucked out only the core.

“You can let go now… but you can keep holding on.”

“Ah…!”

Tae Shinju bit Yeonseo’s cheek again. Even Yeonseo himself wondered how he bit him when he did not have much cheek fat to speak of.

He wrapped his long arms around Yeonseo’s shoulders. His thin shoulders curved, creating a shallow valley in his chest. True to his ambiguous body, Yeonseo’s was not just a hard and flat body. His buttocks and chest had more flesh than an average man’s. He could hide his buttocks because of his genitals, but he did not dare expose his chest for fear that someone would point out it was strange.

No, it was strange. The shape of his nipples too….

Smack!

“Aht!”

“What are you thinking so hard about in that little head of yours, from a while ago. Don’t make me keep hitting you. I don’t particularly like using my hands.”

For someone who said that, his eyes were smiling.

“Heuht, yes, yees….”

Yeonseo replied that he was sorry without thinking and crossed his arms to cover his chest. He got hit again for it. This time, it was his buttocks.

“Don’t cover yourself.”

His eyes were smiling, but his voice was stern. He was truly a man he could not figure out. Yeonseo kept his mouth shut and only nodded his head. His heart was pounding fiercely. The places the man touched and groped were driving him crazy with ticklishness.

He slowly stroked his entire uncovered body. Not just the front, but the back as well. For the back, he slid his palm underneath and fiddled. Except for when he was gauging if his waist could be encompassed by both hands, or when he was spreading his buttocks to inspect both holes at the same time, or when he was needlessly scraping his nipples, he could not read his thoughts from his actions in the slightest.

“Do you know this.”

He pulled over a pillow and placed it under Yeonseo’s waist. Yeonseo, trying to calm his fluttering heart, inadvertently covered his chest with his fists.

Smack!

“Aheut….”

A blow landed on his wide-open pussy. It stung and hurt. He was so surprised that a tear even leaked out. Fortunately, Tae Shinju did not notice. He pulled Yeonseo’s hands and made him hold the backs of his own knees. When he did as told, he gave a peck, a kiss, on his red, swollen pussy.

After the simple kiss, he sat up and suddenly held up his palm.

“Yeonseo’s pussy is smaller than half of this palm.”

“……”

“But my cock is….”

He had Yeonseo grab his cock directly with his own hand. Yeonseo was startled. Setting aside the extreme heat, it could not even be held completely in one hand. It was not just that it could not be held; there was a lot of it left over. It did not feel like a person’s genitals but a hard rod.

A cock like this exists in the world….

“It will hurt, a little.”

“…Pardon?”

“Curse. At me.”

That was the signal. That it was the signal, he only realized after the insertion began.

“……! Ah…!”

It hurts. It hurts. It’s hard. It hurts so much. No.

It was a pressure that made him doubt whether the foreplay and jokes he had made to release his tension had been helpful at all. Suddenly, his body was forced wide open, wiping his vision white. It was not just being forced open. It was torn and expanded beyond the limits Yeonseo had ever dared to imagine.

“Hoo….”

The sigh of the man on top of him was deep. Only then did Yeonseo become aware of his breathing and try to take a breath.

Ah, no.

Can’t, can’t breathe.

How do you breathe again. H-how….

He learned for the first time that even if you try to purse your hole, if something too thick is stuck in it, it feels like you have been taxidermied. No one was touching his stomach, yet he felt a pressure as if it were being pressed flat. It felt like it would be equivalent not to just four fingers, but to having a fist to an entire forearm inserted.

Hak, haak, even a short breath was difficult. It felt like he should not be breathing. The fear that all his organs were being destroyed assailed him.

“Haah…. You’re not, listening. I told you to curse.”

It seemed the man was having a hard time too. His breathing sounded strange. He buried his lips forcefully into Yeonseo’s chest. He sucked on his nipple buds as if to tear them off.

“…Heok! Heok, heuu, ueuheut.”

Surprisingly, just that allowed him to breathe.

Yeonseo unconsciously pulled the man closer. He obediently followed and kissed him. Just like when he had first taught him to kiss, he sucked his tongue fiercely and then gave him an opening to breathe. The breath that had been forcibly held in was released all at once, then blocked again, then released in a batch several times. The breathing method gradually became familiar to his body. However, just when he felt he could breathe a little, the cock he thought had fully entered would lunge forward, often disrupting the rhythm he had barely managed to grasp.

Tae Shinju looked down at his half-inserted cock and let out a dry laugh.

“You really are a virgin….”

He had been certain early on, because he did not know how to breathe during sex at all, and his nether hole was clenching without mercy. What he was looking at closely was the bloodstain on the shaft of his cock. Whatever this had torn exactly, it was him who had eaten Park Yeonseo’s first time.

The man coddled the thin body like a groom who had just married Park Yeonseo. Looking closely, it was a face that still had downy hair. A man over twenty still had downy hair… it makes my heart grow weak.

He truly could not believe it. How did those scumbags just leave this alone. The things scumbags do are obvious, and the fate of things that are only pretty without any weapons to protect themselves is also obvious.

So, the conclusion of him ending up selling his body was probably the result, but in any case, it was fortunate for Tae Shinju. He could not go back to the time before he knew this hole. Yeonseo was young, pretty, and delicious. He would become even more delicious as he ripened. The world had bestowed upon Tae Shinju the role of tempering him to become so. By making this young thing follow him around, begging to sell all of his firsts.

What kind of ending would have awaited him if he had given him money then and remained a pure sponsor? He did not know for sure, but it probably would not have been very fun. What he did know was that now, even the thought of putting his own fingers into this hole was not very appealing. No matter how narrow the hole was, he wanted to pierce the pussy and cum deep inside the uterus. Conscience was none of his business. All he needed to know was that Park Yeonseo was delicious.

“Mr. Park Yeonseo, look here.”

Suddenly, Tae Shinju pulled his body back. He took the pillow from under Yeonseo’s waist and threw it towards the head of the bed. Then he had Yeonseo lean back against the pile of pillows at an angle.

Yeonseo watched what Tae Shinju was doing with tired eyes. He had regained his breath because he had backed away, but between his legs was throbbing and aching. It felt like it was constantly being held open.

It was then that a hot hand grabbed Yeonseo’s genitals and spread his knees. Yeonseo stood on the tips of his toes at the feeling of his shaft being squeezed and his urethral opening being pressed. While his bent knees pulled up further towards his chest, the sensation of needing to urinate also rushed in. Taking advantage of that gap, the dark red head of his cock pressed firmly against the flesh of his pussy. The head licked the soft skin a few times and then pushed its head straight towards the hole.

“Heuep!”

“Look here. You have to check your pussy being fucked for the first time.”

That’s our contract, isn’t it.

He smiled with the same face he had when he bit his cheek and played mischievous pranks. Son… of a bitch…. Yeonseo cursed inwardly. He did not hate the man, but strangely, the curses came out. This feeling itself was unfamiliar.

Besides, it seemed he wanted to show him the process of insertion, but from Yeonseo’s position, he could only see the shaft. A dark shaft stuck into pale skin. Since the female organ was located below the testicles, it was somewhat difficult to observe the point of insertion. Fortunately, he did not force him to watch. Just then, he thrust into a deeper spot, and Yeonseo, without realizing it, covered his lower abdomen.

“Haah… do you know what the inside of Yeonseo is like right now?”

“Heuht, ah, hieuk, eung!”

“I don’t know if my cock is melting or your pussy is melting…. If the pussy is small, the inner chamber should at least be a bit wide, but the inside is narrow too. But… yes, it’s fine. It’s a taste I want to eat again.”

“Ah!”

“You, are delicious.”

Thwack, along with the sound of being hammered in, Tae Shinju buried his forehead in Yeonseo’s shoulder. He had only gone in an inch further, but the urge to cum was overwhelming. He had not expected to be able to put it in all the way to the root in the first place, but his pride was hurt to cum after only putting it in halfway.

If I knew this would happen, should I have loosened up his back hole first? It was too late to start a new round of foreplay now. Of course, even if he went back, he would have only thought about fucking the pussy first anyway. Because the reason he had become interested in his body from the start was because of the concave genitals. Surely, if a man’s body has two holes, it is human psychology to be more curious about the taste of the pussy than the taste of the back hole.

For now, Tae Shinju slowly repeated the insertion in that state. At the much gentler movements, Yeonseo clutched his stomach and groaned. He held that body tightly in his arms and kissed his temples, forehead, cheeks, and all over his face.

“Don’t tremble. Breathe.”

“Hh, heuu, huu, hak!”

“You said you have a nose.”

Peck peck. He kisses the nose that seems to have been forgotten again, repeatedly. The rhythm of moving his entire waist fluidly became even more skillful. The key was not to just mindlessly pound back and forth, but to shake his lower body up and down rhythmically, so that the shaft would sufficiently fill and rub against the inner walls.

“……Haaht!”

Finally, Yeonseo turned his head and reacted. As expected, his body was sensitive enough to elicit a gasp of admiration. Tae Shinju quickly got the hang of it. He pulled out longer than before, then scraped the passage heavily and slammed the hammer of his cock in. Then, the wall that came into contact with the head of his cock became noticeably more flexible. It meant it had started to suck on his cock.

Thump-thump-thump-thump…. Their different heartbeats recognized each other.

Tae Shinju suddenly checked Yeonseo’s face. He had been complaining of quite a bit of pain from the first insertion until just now, but his eyes were only red, with no wetness. His pupils were also glistening. It looked like he might cry if he went just a little further. Or maybe not.

In any case, he was different from his appearance. Should he revise his first impression of him looking like he would cry if you poked him at this point? He still had that same impression. No, in truth, he might not want to admit that he could be a considerably stubborn or strong-willed type.

Tears or not, his face was red. The face, which was so white it was almost pale, was flushed red, bewitching the man. He had the impression that he was a natural-born seducer. It was a word too childish to say out loud, but he was sincere in his thought that if he had been born without a cock, he would have been fucked to death and swayed around, whether he intended to or not.

“It seems you’re getting a little used to taking a cock now.”

Tae Shinju asked kindly.

“So, how does it feel to take a man’s cock for the first time?”

Poke, the spot he prodded contracted sharply. Even then, he did not think much of it. Fluid had started to pool in the inner chamber again, and his only thought was that it was going in noticeably more than during the first insertion.

But….

“Hmm?”

It seemed the spot he had tapped, tap, tap, again was actually a very important part. Yeonseo was covering his mouth, his eyes squeezed shut. His slightly open eyes were covered with a transparent film, looking teary and on the verge of crying. He had not misseen it; he was genuinely about to cry.

A belated realization struck Tae Shinju. A strange look crossed his dazed expression.

“Is this… a uterus?”

A more certain confirmation process was needed. He pulled out the cock that had only about one knuckle left from the root. He pulled it out just before the head and then rammed it in hard again.

“Hieuk!”

Pre-cum leaked from Yeonseo’s cock. It was not a mistake. Moreover, the inside had deepened.

So intrigued by it, Tae Shinju resumed his thrusting. Without realizing it, his hip movements grew fiercer, and he began to pound the same spot excitedly.

“Haak, ah! Eung, huut, heuk.”

“Mr. Park Yeonseo, you have a uterus. If I keep cumming in here… will you get pregnant?”

After saying it, Tae Shinju felt his own insides burn with a fiery sensation. In vulgar terms, he was turned on. Park Yeonseo, receiving his semen, getting pregnant, and sniffling and crying.

“Ah… that would be pretty.”

I think I’m pretty fucked.

Whether he was or not, once the floodgates were opened, they would not close. His imagination reached far into the future. A child carrying a child, he would surely be so pitiful that he would carry him around in his arms. It was self-evident that his protective instincts would be even more aroused because his body would be completely hidden in his embrace when he bent over.

Stay trapped in these arms forever, if he commanded so, Park Yeonseo would probably be like a frightened puppy, cautiously watching him but quietly enjoying the warmth. With his eyebrows drooped in a figure-eight, with a face that looked unnecessarily pitiful.

‘A pitiful-looking face… is that a little cute?’

Tae Shinju had never seriously considered marriage or children before. Having grown up under a gangster father who had dedicated his entire life to buying a chaebol status, he had thought that this blood and seed would naturally be used as material for social advancement anyway. Since Tae Shinju himself did not feel any resistance to such a method, he was simply waiting for the time to come to sell his seed.

So, Park Yeonseo, who had planted even a small curiosity about it in him, could be called an accident.

The problem was, he did not want to undo this accident. Not yet, at least.

The thought was amusing. What on earth would it feel like for a man to get pregnant with my child after I cum in his uterus?

Thwack, squelch. Thwack! Squelch.

His body, reflecting his interest, began to thrust its hips on its own. Yeonseo clung to Tae Shinju and begged.

“…Shin, ju… Tae, Shinju-ssi, please… gently… heuht, Tae, haang!”

A sound he had never heard before erupted from Yeonseo’s lips. Tae Shinju smiled. The moan, like that of a world-class courtesan, was strangely arousing. Water splashed splish-splash from their joined parts. He pushed his cock in and out, swoosh-swoosh, and savored the taste of his insides.

He kept smiling.

“Do you know? That Yeonseo-ssi has taken all of my cock. Do you know how far it’s gone in?”

Why were there so many things he was curious about from a baby who knew nothing.

Of course, it was not a question he asked to hear an answer. Tae Shinju knew how far his cock had gone in. How could he not know when his stomach skin hitched every time he lifted his cock. If he got pregnant with this stomach, wouldn’t it burst? Isn’t his stomach skin too thin.

Despite that, he licked up the cock with his entire body. He might have a big appetite. That part was rather commendable, so Tae Shinju curved the corners of his eyes. Yeonseo was thrown into a frenzy. Ang, ing, he panted prettily, so he tried thrusting from the side and even doggy-style, smacking his buttocks smack-smack.

Tae Shinju learned one more thing. Yeonseo screamed when he was fucked from behind and his clitoris was touched. His clitoris was so swollen it was asserting its presence, and he was gushing fluid from his hole so much that the same bed would be utterly unusable after sex.

His first ejaculation was shot deep into the uterus while lying in the missionary position.

“…Hak, haak, heuu….”

Drip, drip. As he pulled out the cock that had been buried in the pussy, the cum and cunt juice created a fantastic collaboration, painting a picture on the sheets. Tae Shinju’s cock was also glistening, covered in a white foam of semen.

He rubbed his shaft between the legs that were spread open in exhaustion. Yeonseo, despite having no strength to move, tried to cover his pussy.

How cute.

“Shall we sleep a little and then continue?”

“……?”

“You haven’t forgotten, have you. I’ve only eaten one pussy so far.”

Moreover, Tae Shinju had only ejaculated once. Yeonseo had stopped counting after the third time.

“I still have to use your back hole, and your throat…. We have a lot to do, Yeonseo-ssi. It would be quite troublesome if you get tired from just this.”

“……”

“I’ll bring some water. Please rest for a moment.”

With a smirk, Tae Shinju patted the deathly pale cheek. The sight of it, having gone from red to white, and fidgeting restlessly, was quite a spectacle.

Yeonseo let out a deep sigh and went limp. The money was the money, but right now, he was too exhausted.

“So this is what sex is like….”

It was hard because various sensations rushed in all at once, shaking him up 정신없이. How was he going to endure the rest of what was to come?

Still… if you were to ask if it was only hard, the answer was no. Apart from being hard, it felt good. The sensation of him touching him was vivid. It hurt at first, but soon everything became good. What was most amazing was the unfamiliar pleasure that came from someone else striking his insides.

‘Did he feel it too?’

The feeling of floating. The feeling that rose every time he entered, the feeling of being on the verge of falling backward. For instance, it was similar to the feeling of being momentarily suspended in mid-air before a roller coaster drops. There was also a reason he had clung to him more because of that. If he had not held onto him, he would have been scared and cried, but because he held him tight the whole time, he had landed safely on this ground.

Tae Shinju, who had gone completely out of the room, returned not long after. Yeonseo belatedly closed his legs. The fact that he had been continuously leaking clear piss came rushing back to him as soon as he saw his face.

Returning to Yeonseo’s feet, he was holding a water bottle and several bundles of cash. It was crisp, new money, a mix of 50,000 won bills and checks. He could not help but tilt his head in confusion. Was he perhaps going to pay in cash? Would he give him the money even if he only fulfilled one of the contract conditions? With questions soaring, Yeonseo pretended not to, and peeked at the banknotes.

“Eup…!”

First, he held Yeonseo in his arms at an angle and gave him water to drink. It was a method of holding water in his own mouth and passing it on with a kiss.

“Cough!”

Naturally, he spilled it all. Tae Shinju narrowed his eyes. He seemed displeased with the spillage.

“Drink it again. If you’re not going to drink, we’ll stop.”

“…I’ll drink it.”

Slightly intimidated, Yeonseo spilled about half the next time, and then hardly spilled any the time after that. Tae Shinju touched his chest and sucked his tongue. He was truly a person who liked to kiss.

After exploring Yeonseo to his satisfaction, Tae Shinju handed him the money. Thanks to him kindly untying the strings that divided the bundles of cash, Yeonseo’s hands were soon full of thick wads.

“Why this….”

Tae Shinju gestured with his chin.

“Wipe yourself.”

“Pardon?”

“I’m saying there’s no tissue, so wipe yourself with that. When you’ve wiped to your satisfaction, I’ll fuck you again.”

S-so, with this…… pardon?

A situation that was too far removed from common sense did not register in his head all at once. Yeonseo mulled over the man’s words. After thinking twice and turning it over a third time, it seemed what he had understood was correct. To wipe the semen with this money….

“You can’t do it?”

Tae Shinju tilted his head to observe Yeonseo’s expression. His eyes were full of mischief. No matter how much Yeonseo endured and endured, there was a limit to his patience.

‘Son of a bitch….’

Are all rich people like this? Does having too much money allow you to think like this?

For Yeonseo, it was an utterly impossible task. For someone who had trembled at a single banknote, the money was more important than his own nether regions. Tae Shinju clicked his tongue.

“I have no choice. I’ll help you just this once.”

“Pardon?”

Instead of answering, he took a check from Yeonseo’s hand. After spreading his closed knees, he wiped the semen-covered pussy thickly with the white check. A thick lump of viscous semen and wetness soaked into the check.

He even held the soiled paper up in front of Yeonseo’s eyes and pointed it out.

“Do you understand? You have to wash and wipe your pussy well.”

The man casually threw the semen-stained check onto the floor. Then he picked up another banknote and repeated the same act. Yeonseo, unable to overcome the shame, closed his legs. The fluid kept coming out. The feeling that all this money was for the purpose of wiping his nether regions, and that it would by no means end with just one or two bills, was driving him crazy.

Tae Shinju grabbed a handful of banknotes and dropped them on Yeonseo’s legs.

“Spread them.”

“…Heuk… p-please, stop….”

“Not enough?”

This time, he grabbed a handful in both hands and sprinkled them on his lower body.

“……”

“Is it not enough.”

It was definitely a lot of money. With just this, Yeonseo would be able to live without starving for quite a long time. There were no other denominations, only checks and 50,000 won bills.

Yeonseo knew from the beginning that this was a losing bet. In front of a man who thought nothing of money, there was no way for him, who trembled at the thought of money, to hold out from the start. No matter how long Yeonseo held out, he would scatter the money, and he, who was scared even of that, would eventually spread his legs.

As expected, the tug-of-war was the man’s victory. He held out the crisp paper.

“Try wiping.”

The hand that gripped the banknote trembled. H-how, with this….

Tae Shinju hooked Yeonseo’s chin and lifted it. Peck, the gaze that fell after the gentle kiss was cold.

“I’ll say this because you’re so scared. This is not money that Mr. Park Yeonseo has earned.”

“Yes, yes…?”

“This is pussy… no, private part tissue. Tissue brought for you to wipe Yeonseo-ssi’s hairless private parts.”

A silent horror spread like smoke. The words coming out of the man’s mouth were as beyond imagination as their different environments.

“Take it if you want. What I want to see is your face, on the verge of tears, as you wipe away my seed.”

“……Really.”

Son of a bitch. A perverted son of a bitch at that.

His nose hurt from holding back the unexpected tears that were welling up. The man was suddenly frightening. He was a kind but unfathomably perverted man. A perverted psycho. They say there’s nothing scarier in the world than a crazy bastard, and it seemed he had been caught by just such a one.

Still, still, it’s better than Tae Hyunwoong.

That was the only sentence that held Yeonseo together. He did not want to be caught by Tae Hyunwoong, of all people. That place was sure to be a gutter, even without seeing it. Even in a life like this, he wanted to avoid certain unhappiness at least.

If Tae Hyunwoong was unhappiness, then Tae Shinju was… shall we call it misfortune. A misfortune where he could at least breathe.

Yeonseo squeezed his eyes shut and wiped his nether regions. To feel the rough texture of the banknote in this way made his life seem truly ridiculous.

It seems I’ve gone crazy too, next to a madman.

Before wiping, he had been scared to death, but now that he had actually done it, a strange pleasure arose.

Just money. Just banknotes.

The money that had controlled his life and death just a few days ago seemed like nothing. Only here.

The crisp, new banknotes were crumpled and discarded as Yeonseo held them. Literally like tissue. Yeonseo stared at the semen-stained banknotes, no, tissue, for a long time. While pleasure arose, he also keenly realized.

That the biggest piece of tissue in this place was probably him.

The man would wipe his nether regions on the tissue named Park Yeonseo, and when there was nothing left to wipe, he would leave. Just as used tissue is thrown into a trash can, he would casually toss him into the trash can called reality.

A beginning with a visible end. At a glance, it was a bleak end, but Yeonseo comforted himself by thinking it was rather okay. Could there be a more expensive piece of tissue than him? Moreover, by the time he was thrown away, there was a possibility he could luckily clear his debt, so he might be able to live a life that had evolved from a tissue to a dishcloth.

Thinking of that future, Yeonseo willingly spread his legs.

“I’ve… wiped everything.”

With a radiant smile.

The tissue owner’s brow crumpled fiercely.

🕷️

To get straight to the point, the sex for that day ended there. The tissue owner, for some change of heart, had declared they would stop. Judging by the fact that he snatched the banknotes Yeonseo was holding, threw them on the floor, and immediately moved him to the bathroom, he was serious.

Yeonseo curled up in a corner of the bathtub with a dazed feeling. His mind was complicated. It was a relief that his body was comfortable for now, but he was worried about how the bill would be calculated since he had not completely fulfilled the contract conditions, as he had said.

The man, without any explanation, took Yeonseo to the bathroom and washed him. It was a completely different kind of plainness from the behavior he had shown before their intercourse. Even when he was scooping out the seed from below, he only focused on cleaning the hole, and did not humiliate Yeonseo or utter dirty words. It was a stoic and emotionless touch, just like when he was washing his own body.

Yeonseo, who had been extremely tense while he was showering in the shower stall, naturally became drowsy from his disinterested touch. The fatigue he had briefly forgotten came rushing in. Looking back, he had been running nonstop from the ‘check’ to the sex. It was a shock to the extent that the world he had known had been turned upside down.

“Um… Tae, Shinju-ssi.”

So he needed to confirm if this world was going to continue. To what extent exactly did ‘let’s stop’ mean.

“Th-the rest….”

“We won’t do it, today.”

“…Today?”

Tae Shinju rinsed Yeonseo again with clean water and then wrapped him in a large towel.

“Today. The rest will continue tomorrow, so please stay for a day and then leave.”

“Ah… yes.”

The contract continues.

Despite having become a mess after receiving his cock just once, Yeonseo was helplessly relieved. In truth, though it was 100 million won for the insertion, he had not been able to show any tears, nor had he been able to curse. His only belief was in the man’s spending habits. He had a belief that Tae Shinju, who had scattered such banknotes so nonchalantly, would not value his first time so cheaply. Half of 100 million, no, even a third would cover the interest.

‘Although he said he would get rid of the interest….’

Would he really?

Anyway, since he had gotten a wide, warm, and cozy bed, it was not a bad result for Yeonseo.

In tomorrow’s affair, he would have to try to show tears once, and try to utter a swear word. Since he really was a son of a bitch, it wouldn’t be wrong. It was just hard to say it out loud. And after sucking that large penis, if he offered his body like he did today, he would be able to make up for his initial clumsiness to some extent.

‘Fortunately, he seemed to like this body.’

Truly, what a relief. That one part of me is useful.

With his tension somewhat eased, the full view of the bathroom finally entered Yeonseo’s eyes. It was an unfamiliar place, not the bathroom he had first entered. Most significantly, it was a place that differed in the presence or absence of a bathtub. The fact that he had only realized it after he had almost finished washing made him realize anew just how tense he had been.

“Close your eyes.”

The man, having wrapped Yeonseo in several towels, personally dried his hair. With a hairdryer in one hand and combing through his hair with the other, his hand movements were skillful.

“Mr. Park Yeonseo’s hair is also thin and soft.”

“……”

It would have been less embarrassing if he had just touched his nether hole and uttered a mischievous dirty joke. He had developed a little immunity to that. The truly unexpected situation was being attended to by the man. Attended to by none other than that Tae Shinju.

Perhaps finding Yeonseo’s dazed, blank expression funny, he lightly pressed his white cheek. In that moment, a sharp pain struck Yeonseo.

“Euk….”

As Yeonseo inadvertently furrowed his brow, Tae Shinju brought his face close. Then he clicked his tongue as if in disbelief.

“It’s bruised. What did I do?”

You bit my cheek when we were moving earlier…. Yeonseo glanced at him sullenly. They say the one who hits doesn’t know, but it seemed the one who had actually bitten had completely forgotten.

“I’m kidding. You should have told me if it hurt a lot.”

“……”

“Lean on me comfortably. Don’t resist.”

With a low command, he lifted Yeonseo into his arms. Yeonseo felt a sense of déjà vu.

This time too, the man was wearing a white robe. He was wearing something, but whether it was a problem with the fabric or the tie, his front was practically exposed. The way his huge genitals peeked out from between the folds of the robe, and the way his broad chest and six-pack muscles were prominent, was also a scene he had seen somewhere before.

His own attire was the same. While he had half-heartedly covered his body, he, then and now, was wrapped up in towels and a robe, with only his face and legs exposed. Because he had wrapped him up including both arms, it was not easy to move. The only difference was that he had even brushed his teeth for him in that state. Yeonseo’s feelings became very, very complicated.

‘Does he like taking care of people?’

He doesn’t look like it at all.

Tae Shinju walked with firm steps and answered the question in his eyes.

“Mr. Park Yeonseo is the first person to make me clean up after sex.”

“…Pardon?”

“It was the first time I washed someone, but it’s manageable.”

But why…?

The more he knew the man, the more of a labyrinth he became. There were times when it was completely impossible to even guess what he was thinking. The expression ‘a person you think you know, but don’t’ was accurate.

He left the hallway connected to the bathroom and crossed the living room. It was a living room larger than Yeonseo’s entire house. To Yeonseo, it felt similar to entering a different alley. Just like the bathroom with a bathtub on a marble floor, he had a gut feeling that the place they were about to enter was also the man’s territory, and moreover, a bedroom.

The end of the opposite side of the hallway. The gray door they finally faced was a sliding door with a unique texture. It was different from the very entrance from the other hinged doors. When Tae Shinju pushed the door with his elbow, the inside was revealed without a sound. Yeonseo let out a short gasp of admiration.

The space, illuminated by the orange pin lights embedded in the ceiling, was neat and cozy. The vast bed was naturally the first thing that caught his eye, but the palpable sense of life that was even more distinct drew Yeonseo’s interest. The sensuously arranged lighting and the overall simple yet tall furniture…. It seemed to show his taste for subtle brightness, along with his considerable tall physique.

‘It seems he just slept anywhere earlier.’

Thanks to that, he had naturally realized the truth, but Yeonseo was not disappointed. He was not in a position to make such cute complaints, nor was it his place. He was just curious about what would happen to the money scattered in that room.

“Don’t sleep, wait for me.”

He placed Yeonseo on the bed and disappeared into the inner part of the room. He had missed it because it was the same color as the wall, but there was another door in the right corner.

Tae Shinju returned with a dark blue silk pajama in one hand. And before he could be stopped, he threw it over Yeonseo. The loose top hung shabbily. One shoulder and half his chest were exposed, an unsightly sight.