Formless Chapter 4

Heewoon’s voice became firm. He slowly knelt down. The front of the pants, which looked heavy, was right before his eyes. Clenching and unclenching his fist, Heewoon placed a hand on the pants zipper. The hand pulling down the zipper trembled.

Gangwoo looked down at Heewoon’s face, his jaw clenched, then lightly traced his tense lips with a thumb. When he gently rubbed the dried blood at the corner of his lips, the bare shoulders flinched and trembled. Heewoon, who had been staring only at the front of the pants, looked up at Gangwoo.

Their eyes met. Gangwoo’s eyes curved as he smiled.

It was the pretty smile that Heewoon had liked. A beautiful smile, where the sunlight filtering through the green leaves shattered brilliantly.

‘Sunbae. Where are you going?’

The greeting offered to him, who was just pacing in front of him without any courage, had been very soft and affectionate. The autumn sky visible above his much taller head, the crisp air, the shining morning. They were his favorite things.

“I was going to wait a bit for you to do it, sunbae…”

A soft voice was heard. Seo Gangwoo’s smiling face came into Heewoon’s view. A dim light flickered above his head. The air was very stale, smelled of dust, and was so cool it gave him a chill.

“But I feel like stuffing it in your mouth now.”

Gangwoo, who had whispered it like a secret, swatted away the trembling hand as if annoyed and took out his penis himself. Then he grabbed Heewoon’s face roughly.

The thick penis pushed its way into his open mouth.

“Ueup…!”

Heewoon’s eyes widened.

‘The snack bar is this way.’

The memory of the hand that had gently pushed his back grew distant. The large hand squeezed his head, making it hurt. The thick piece of flesh filled his entire mouth and scraped the roof of it.

“Haaah—”

Seo Gangwoo let out a languid sigh. The corners of his lips were still gently curved upwards. It was bizarre and terrifying.

“Open your mouth wider. More, more.”

“Ugh, heuuh…”

Heewoon’s eyes turned bright red as he opened his mouth so wide his jaw ached.

“Ueup… up…”

Seo Gangwoo’s cock was too big to take with his mouth. His jaw, stretched to its limit, throbbed, and the head kept prodding his uvula. Feeling suffocated, Heewoon shook his head.

“Ah.”

Gangwoo, who had made a short sound, pulled his cock out.

“Heok, heok…”

A transparent, thread-like string of saliva stretched between his gasping lips and the glistening glans. Gangwoo slapped the cheek of Heewoon, who was too busy catching his breath. The thin body fell helplessly to the side with a thud.

“Your teeth touched, sunbae.”

“S-sorry.”

Heewoon, placing a hand on his stinging cheek, said in a mumble.

“It’s okay. Try again.”

The voice was affectionate. Despite the rough action of grabbing his hair, pulling him upright, and shoving his cock back into his mouth.

Heewoon tried not to let his teeth touch and opened his mouth wide. The piece of flesh, emitting a fishy scent, clogged his throat again.

“Keuheup, kkeuk… kkeueuk…”

Gangwoo, who had grabbed his hair and moved his hips a few times, let out a satisfied sigh. Heewoon struggled to breathe during the brief moments when the penis was pulled out.

“Ah, wait.”

Gangwoo, who had been shaking Heewoon’s head like a sex toy, stopped his movements. With a shhhluck sound, the cock slid out of his mouth.

“Cough, cough—”

Heewoon coughed painfully, a long trail of saliva dribbling from the corner of his mouth. Gangwoo watched him indifferently as he put his phone to his ear.

Tap. He lightly touched Heewoon’s cheek.

“Lick it.”

Heewoon, without a moment to properly catch his breath, licked the glans that touched his lips. He felt no sense of humiliation from sucking a cock. Only the survival instinct of wanting to live remained.

Gangwoo gently stroked the head of Heewoon, who was licking his cock. While watching with amusement how the lowered eyelashes trembled.

“Bring condoms.”

Heewoon thought Gangwoo was talking to him and just looked up with his eyes. Gangwoo, whose eyes met his, smiled lightly and stroked his head. Thinking he was about to be hit, Heewoon lowered his gaze and his eyelashes trembled. The tears that had been welling up for a while now streamed down from the corners of his eyes and gathered at the tip of his chin.

“Yeah, that too.”

As Gangwoo spoke to the person on the other end of the phone, his gaze fell on the tear gathered at the tip of his chin. The clenched fist on his thin thigh, the finely trembling shoulders, the blood that had started to flow again from the corner of his mouth due to the reopened wound from taking the cock. His gaze, which had been moving in turn, returned to the tear dangling from the tip of his chin.

“Quickly.”

He added in a low voice and gently wiped away the tear on his chin.

After finishing the call, Gangwoo put the phone in his pocket and rubbed his cock on Heewoon’s face. The glans, glistening with precum, poked all over the small face. The hollows of his inner eyes, under his nose, his lips, his cheeks.

He rubbed the glans more persistently on the eyelashes that were matted together, soaked with tears. A number of wrinkles formed on his tightly shut eyes, as if he was scared it would poke his eye. Looking at the small, hunched shoulders, Gangwoo said.

“You’re not even a puppy.”

The glans touched the lips of Heewoon, whose eyes were closed, again. Thinking it was a signal to lick, he stuck out his tongue and licked it. A fishy and sour taste lingered in his mouth.

“My Lexi licks my hand just like this.”

A voice laced with laughter was heard from above his head. I don’t like it, Seo Gangwoo added, grabbed his head firmly, and shoved his cock in all at once.

“Keo-heok! Kkeueuk…!”

When Heewoon’s eyes flew open and he looked up, he smiled brightly and said.

“That’s right. This is how you should look at me.”

Heewoon’s face, which was making gasping sounds, turned bright red. It was because he was suffocating. His gaze looking up at Gangwoo grew more and more desperate, and the hand gripping his thigh trembled.

Unlike Heewoon, who was fighting a battle with death, Gangwoo displayed a very slow and relaxed attitude. While blocking Heewoon’s throat with his weapon-like cock, he swept back his sweat-soaked bangs and raised the corners of his lips.

“Kkeueuk, eu… keo-eok…”

Gangwoo was pressing on the back of his head with only one hand, but the force was so strong that Heewoon couldn’t escape. With his nose crushed against his crotch, Heewoon scratched at the firm thigh he could grab.

Tears streamed down from the corners of Heewoon’s eyes. Gangwoo slightly pulled his penis out and then thrust it back in while pulling his head back a little. It was a signal to look at him. Heewoon barely managed to look at Gangwoo. The area under his eyes, the whites of which had reddened, twitched as if in a spasm.

“You’re doing well.”

Gangwoo whispered sweetly, tracing the area around Heewoon’s eyes with his fingertips.

Gangwoo, holding the back of his head firmly in place, began to move his hips as if having sex. The thick thing pressed down on his tongue, slowly pulled out, and then slammed back into his throat repeatedly. His vision shook uncontrollably and blurred hazily. The penis, its movements gradually quickening as the end approached, entered all the way to the back of his throat.

“Ueup… kkeuk, kkeuk.”

His soaked pupils took on a desperate look. The hand gripping his thigh dug its nails in.

“Haa.”

Gangwoo roughly pulled Heewoon’s hair back and thrust his penis in, thud, thud. Heewoon’s face, his waist bent backward, was more visible under the light. The whites of his eyes were bright red, the tip of his nose was red, and blood was flowing from his tightly stretched lips.

“Keo-heok, heu… kkeueuk…”

“Hoo… you have to look here.”

Gangwoo bent his back and met Heewoon’s eyes up close. His round pupils were filled with him. Gangwoo pulled Heewoon closer until his nose was crushed and came.

“Haaah…”

A satisfied moan escaped from between his perfectly shaped lips.

Gangwoo liked the way his throat pulsed and tightened around his glans, so he stayed there. And he leisurely watched Heewoon. Veins stood out on his completely red face as he made gasping sounds. After pressing on the veins that had popped out on his forehead, he slowly pulled his hips back.

“Cough— Cough—.”

White semen trickled down between his lips as he coughed and drooled. Gangwoo clicked his tongue and tapped Heewoon’s cheek.

“What a waste. Next time, you’re swallowing. Got it?”

“Heok… uh-huh… huh.”

The face that nodded was a mess of tears and saliva. Gangwoo, who was looking down at him quietly, slowly stroked his cheek and asked.

“Should I stick it in again?”

As Heewoon, who lifted his head while panting, looked horrified, Gangwoo let out a small laugh.

“Just kidding. Now it’s your ass’s turn to bite.”

When Gangwoo stretched his hand to the side, the man standing next to him held out a paper bag. Heewoon was so out of it that he hadn’t even noticed the man coming in, so he was so startled his body jumped.

As he belatedly brought his legs together and curled up, Gangwoo snickered.

“Why? Afraid I’ll ask him to join?”

“……”

Heewoon’s lips parted and closed as he glanced at the back of the man who was turning to leave. Gangwoo’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Do you really want to do it with him?”

“N-no!”

As he jumped up and denied it, Gangwoo narrowed his eyes.

“I, I only want to do it with you…”

“……”

“It’s true…”

Gangwoo, who had been staring at Heewoon speaking while trembling, suddenly scrunched up his face. Fuck. At the harshly spat out curse, he grabbed the arm of Heewoon, who was shrinking back, pulled him up, and dragged him toward the inner part of the factory. Heewoon struggled and begged him to save him.

“You said you only wanted to do it with me. We’re going to do it now.”

Gangwoo said roughly and pushed Heewoon onto a mattress in the corner. As the thin body tumbled, a cloud of white dust rose. Without any consideration for the coughing Heewoon, he grabbed the back of his neck and shoved his face down. His round butt was lifted up.

Gangwoo turned the paper bag he received from the man upside down. Its contents poured out onto the mattress. Heewoon looked back with a frightened face.

Smack—!

A palm came down sharply on his ass.

“Stay still.”

Gangwoo said, tearing a condom wrapper with his teeth. Heewoon trembled and turned his head. He noticed at the same time that his own hands were shaking finely and that there were dark brown stains in various places on the mattress.

“Aack!”

When Heewoon screamed, Gangwoo asked, “What,” irritably. His fingers, with the condom on, were fumbling between his butt cheeks.

“B-blood…”

“Yeah, blood.”

Gangwoo, who agreed indifferently, opened the cap of the lube that was on the mattress. He pushed the tube’s nozzle into the tightly clenched hole, squeezed some out roughly, and then tossed it behind him carelessly.