Midday Guest Chapter 34

While sticky fluid dripped onto Yiwon’s back, the hand stroking his dick continued its work. The semen dripped down slowly, thud, thud, tracing the line of his buttock crack.

“…Hneu-eu.”

Yiwon closed his eyes weakly. While he let out ragged breaths, he felt a coolness as hands turned his body over to lay him on his back, and he lifted his head to look.

“…Why.”

Had they not ejaculated together? He was thinking, “Why is he still like this?” until he realized one of his legs was hooked over Cha Seokjoo’s shoulder; only then did he realize something was wrong. No way.

“I’m going for a second round immediately.”

The finger that had been fumbling with his gaping bottom hole slid deep inside and swirled around.

“Hneu, eut….”

“I’ll be gentle this time.”

“I can’t do it in a row like th—hut!”

With his right leg held high, Yiwon accepted the horse-sized dick once again.

In a slumped posture, he gasped for air while staring at the floor. His jaw trembled so much he couldn’t even close his mouth properly. While hot breaths poured out, Cha Seokjoo reclaimed Yiwon’s bottom hole and began to move slowly.

Just as Yiwon’s stimulated penis began to lift its head bit by bit, the sound of footsteps entering the courtyard reached Yiwon’s ears clearly.

“Director!”

It was Oh Taesik.

Startled, Yiwon braced himself on the floor and tried to lift his upper body. Cha Seokjoo’s dick, which was angled sideways, twisted and stabbed deep into the core of his body.

“…Ah!”

Yiwon, who let out a sound in spite of himself, covered his mouth with both hands.

“Director, are you there?”

The sound of Oh Taesik, who had asked that, approaching the across room could be heard. Step, step; Yiwon’s face turned deathly pale at the sound of the footsteps. Cha Seokjoo, who had pinned the panicked and struggling Yiwon to the floor, laid his body over him to press him down. The sensation of the dick inside his body twisting and scraping his underside was vivid.

“…Eut.”

“Shh.”

“…Ou, outside.”

“That’s why, be quiet.”

Cha Seokjoo slowly thrust his waist upward. Yiwon, staring at Cha Seokjoo with wide eyes, felt his lips tremble as the dick continued to push inside.

It felt as if Oh Taesik might burst in at any moment shouting “Director!” His entire mind was on edge at the sound of Oh Taesik’s footsteps wandering around the courtyard. Because of that, his gaze kept drifting toward the door.

Cha Seokjoo muttered in a deeply lowered voice.

“Where are you looking.”

“He, he’s looking for you.”

“What does it matter. Don’t worry about him and focus on me.”

“If he happens to come in here….”

“Look here.”

Cha Seokjoo grabbed Yiwon’s chin to make him look at him. However, Yiwon’s gaze couldn’t stay for long and headed toward the outside of the door again.

“Director, it’s Taesik. Are you inside?”

While Yiwon clenched his fists with a face pale as a sheet, Cha Seokjoo quietly looked down at Yiwon’s profile. The smooth forehead, the straight bridge of the nose, and the well-shaped lips were all facing elsewhere.

“You’re not listening.”

Then, he thrust his tongue into Yiwon’s ear canal. When Yiwon tried to twist his head away while inhaling urgently, a large hand gripped his chin and blocked him from moving.

“…Ah, a-ah.”

Cha Seokjoo greedily licked and ate at his ear. As if that wasn’t enough, he busily raked around with his dick down below. Yiwon tried to cover his mouth with both hands, but he couldn’t block all the sounds leaking out.

“Hneu-eu, hut… huk.”

“This is why you shouldn’t look at another guy. Right during the pleasant moment of a good first fuck.”

Cha Seokjoo raked through his top and bottom thoroughly, and Yiwon, pinned beneath him, had no choice but to take it all.

He tried to stop him a few times, but after being impaled even deeper, he became unable to say anything. Since he had to block his mouth to keep the sounds from leaking out, he naturally couldn’t speak.

Cha Seokjoo’s gaze grew even deeper. When he put strength into his lower abdomen and raked the same spot repeatedly, Yiwon’s face flushed bright red in an instant, and his body shivered.

Only then did Yiwon look up at him. With a desperate gaze because he could no longer voice anything, gasping for breath as if he were about to pass out.

“Right, you should look at me like that.”

Cha Seokjoo curled the corners of his mouth and gave a firm, heavy push inside.

“…Ah!”

When a sound he couldn’t swallow finally leaked out, Yiwon hid his face in the bedding. The violent insertion continued for a long time after that.

“Ah, the shoes are here… is he sleeping?”

Oh Taesik, having muttered to himself, moved away. The sound of him saying the Director seemed tired so they should come back later followed.

His tension vanished in an instant, and Cha Seokjoo began to indulge in Yiwon to his heart’s content. Having confirmed Yiwon’s penis, which had stood up at some point, Cha Seokjoo wiped the semen on his palm onto Yiwon’s belly and laughed.

“Are you going to stay like that?”

Yiwon didn’t move an inch while burying his face in the bedding. Cha Seokjoo, looking down at that sight, irritably pulled the bedding away.

A face ripe red with flushed heat glared at Cha Seokjoo with eyes full of indignation.

“You can stop biting your lip. There’s no one here now.”

“…You’re too much. I want to stop.”

“I haven’t cum yet.”

“Then do it by yourself—.”

“I warned you that I’d do whatever I wanted at the end. You were the one who accepted it.”

Cha Seokjoo wrapped his hand around Yiwon’s straight wrist. He pulled Yiwon’s body close to hug him and aligned his dick deep inside.

“Eut.”

“Open up.”

“…Ah….”

While the fragments of sunlight falling through the window left a long trail on the floor, the tryst continued.

By the time the sun set and night arrived, and Yiwon was slumped like a doll with its strings cut, unable to react, Cha Seokjoo’s dick finally separated from Yiwon.

After the long act, Yiwon fell into a slumber as if he had fainted.

Truly, he didn’t have the energy left to wiggle even a single finger.

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I’m crazy, I’m crazy.

Yiwon, who was lying sideways on the wooden veranda, muttered repeatedly while closing his eyes. He was definitely crazy, and he had clearly lost his mind. To lose his head while applying medicine….

Yiwon let out a long breath, banging his forehead against the veranda with a “thud.” He thought it was a relief that Cha Seokjoo wasn’t there when he opened his eyes, but his head throbbed at the thought that the man might appear at any time.

He couldn’t get a grip on what kind of face to use when facing Cha Seokjoo.

Did you sleep well yesterday?

Are you on your way back from somewhere?

Would you like to eat?

No matter what conversation he tried to bring up, he didn’t like any of them and they all felt strange.

Should I just pretend not to know….

I think I’ve lost my memory. Is it because I got hit on the head?

He got goosebumps thinking about himself acting that out. He didn’t even have a talent for SNS lives, so he was in a state where he couldn’t even properly manage the Haeundang account.

While he was wrapping his head in worry, the phone he had put in his pocket fell onto the veranda with a “thud.” The phone, which he hadn’t been able to look at for a while because he was out of it, was packed with various notifications.

Among them was a message sent by Shin Heeyoung.

Shin Heeyoung

Hey hey hey

I’m entering the show

It’s fixed

Shin Heeyoung had sent good news. A long time had already passed since the message arrived. When he realized that he hadn’t had a moment to look at his phone because he was busy with other things, his face heated up.

So, continuing that thing all day….

Let’s think of something else, something else. Yiwon steadied his breathing. Thinking that it must be the middle of the night over there if he calculated the time difference, he sent a message immediately.

Yiwon

When is the show

Can I watch it live?

He sent it without expectations, but a reply flew back immediately.

Shin Heeyoung

Of course, I’ll send the link when it pops up

I was so scared during the walking test I thought I’d throw up

Yiwon

You?

Shin Heeyoung

Seeing people get kicked out in real time, how could I not be scared

I trembled more than at my debut

Yiwon

Such an exaggeration

Shin Heeyoung

It means it was just that brutal

I really walked with my teeth clenched

Yiwon

You did well

How’s the atmosphere

A few photos of a party were sent immediately. There were plenty of famous models he had come to know through hearing stories of Shin Heeyoung’s main job.

Shin Heeyoung

It’s okay yes yes

More than that, Noah Jensen sent me a DM

That very person who was selected by Forbes as the sexiest model in the world says he wants to see me separately

What should I wear?

I have no one to ask and I’m going crazy with worry

Yiwon

Send me what you have, I’ll look

Shin Heeyoung sent five photos of just underwear.

Yiwon

Oh you crazy bastard, seriously

Shin Heeyoung

Pick one

I’m serious

Yiwon

Don’t you dare send more

Shin Heeyoung

Then what about this?

Shin Heeyoung sent three more after that. Later, he seemed to send a thread that was hard to even call underwear, but then he made the decision himself, saying he should go with the very last one. He didn’t know why the guy even asked if he was going to do that.

Yiwon

My very proud

and extremely embarrassing friend……

Shin Heeyoung

Thank you, Boss

The conversation cut off for a moment after that. Shin Heeyoung, ahead of a show, often stayed out of contact. Thinking today must be one of those days, he was about to cover his phone when a head suddenly popped in from the side. Cha Seokjoo was looking at the phone screen.

“…When did you come?”

“Who is it?”

Yiwon quickly pulled the phone to his chest. Fortunately, the photos sent by Shin Heeyoung had long since been pushed up and hidden by the conversation.

“Shin Heeyoung?”

Cha Seokjoo continued with an expressionless face.

“Is it a man or a woman?”

“…A friend.”