Rabbit Hole Chapter 13

Go San laughed as if he were dumbfounded and poked Geumseo’s forehead firmly with his finger.

“Have you lost your mind?”

His scalp was already stinging, and now that Go San was poking his forehead, he felt so sorrowful. Even though it was just a finger, the force was so strong that it throbbed. He covered his forehead and glared at him.

“I’m not Korean, so why would I go to the military?”

“…”

“What exactly do you even know about me?”

“…”

“Or do you know and just don’t think about it?”

Both were true to some extent. Geumseo’s lips began to pout. It was because he felt so miserable. Right, that was it. Go San’s nationality wasn’t Korean….

“And if I were going, I wouldn’t be acting like this. You aren’t going either. Because of your economic situation.”

“…Kk….”

A whimpering sound came out, where the first part of the curse word was muted, making it sound like “kki” instead of “ssi.” Perhaps because he was fired up, Go San’s hair was already dry. Go San swept his hair back and stared at him blankly, only to discover that Geumseo was wearing a shirt he never wore whenever he was around him.

“You really do all sorts of things.”

He had thought that getting angry was pointless while talking about this nonsense with him, but it was so absurd that he was dressed a bit tidier than usual as if it were a style, and he felt his temper flare again. Go San grabbed Geumseo by the collar and lifted him up.

“Uh, uh….”

His heels lifted slightly off the ground. Go San spread the shirt he was holding wide to the side. In an instant, the buttons popped off and the shirt tore open.

“My shirt…!”

The cleanest and best piece of clothing he had, which had been with him for every part-time job interview, was reduced to rags in an instant. Geumseo braced himself on one tiptoe and kicked his other leg wildly at Go San. Then, following the collar, his foot was grabbed as well.

“You never get tired of this.”

Go San scolded him with a tone of utter exhaustion. But contrary to his tone, his cock was hardening. It seemed anger and sexual desire were quite intertwined. He was angry, but he was turned on. Go San wrapped the leg of Geumseo’s he was holding around his waist and lifted him up just like that. Suddenly left hanging in mid-air, Geumseo had no choice but to wrap his other leg around his waist to survive.

“Let go!”

“You’re the one who should let go. Look who’s holding on.”

Go San chuckled and headed toward the bedroom. Geumseo really did loosen his waist, but this time Go San grabbed his buttocks firmly and wouldn’t let him down. In the end, he was dragged along with his toes scraping the floor. Amidst all that, San pressed his lower body against him, and Geumseo was terrified. Regardless, this vicious fellow tormented him in every dirty way possible.

“Liar! Trash! Scammer!”

“Sounds good to me?”

Go San acted as if Geumseo’s accusations were truly pleasant music to his ears. In an instant, he was tossed onto the bed. As he had felt when being dragged, Go San’s thing was already heavily erect. It was impossible to know at what point he had become that aroused.

Taking advantage of the moment Go San’s face was covered as he took off his T-shirt, Geumseo nimbly escaped. He was incredibly fast, too. San, who had already noticed him from the sound of his footsteps and presence, finished taking off his shirt and strode out, lifting up Geumseo—who had a bare upper body and mismatched shoes—before he could even escape to the front door.

“Help me!”

“Even if you scream, the only one who can hear you is Go Eunha. Do you think Go Eunha would save you?”

“Hyung! Eunha-hyung!”

“Dammit, seriously….”

This time, even Go San was genuinely impressed. If humans were capable of learning, he wouldn’t be calling for Go Eunha again here, but it seemed Yang Geumseo didn’t do things like learning. Go San bit down hard on Geumseo’s ear. Geumseo, who had been held while facing forward, screamed and struggled.

“You’re struggling, so I can’t control my strength.”

In the end, Go San, who had drawn blood from the ear, didn’t blame himself for biting, but blamed the bitten Geumseo.

Geumseo couldn’t even make it to the bed and was laid down in the hallway. He covered his ear and glared at Go San with shocked eyes, then, perhaps as revenge, he lunged and bit San’s chest.

“Ow!”

He bit down quite firmly, so San let out a curse this time, too. He could have pushed him away just like that, but Go San, who was even more hooked by his opponent’s retaliation, decided to take advantage of it. While he was bitten, he took off Geumseo’s pants, and Yang Geumseo let go on his own because his legs felt chilly.

“Are you going to do it again? Ah, I don’t want to.”

“Do you finally realize now? No way. We have to. You got me all worked up, so I think the effect of the medicine has worn off.”

Go San babbled as if Geumseo were some kind of doping drug.

“Dammit, why can’t you just stay still instead of picking at people?”

He sounded like he was truly going insane. It didn’t have any impact like hamster claws, but every time he scratched at him, it made him want to go crazy. And yet, he made a face as if he were the wronged one, making him contemplate every minute and every second whether he should just hit him once and make him cry properly. Unable to suppress what might be sexual desire or sadistic pleasure, Go San firmly grabbed Geumseo’s hair and pulled it back.

“Ah…!”

His head tilted back and his lips parted. San watched that greedily, then lunged and sucked on his tongue. It hurt as if it were going to tear off. Yang Geumseo’s tongue, which was even more covered in canker sores due to the sex with Go San and the lack of rest, was just to Go San’s liking. San licked the canker sores as if they were nipples and swept the roof of his mouth like when he sucked on the thin flesh between his testicles and perineum. Geumseo’s own member began to stiffen.

“Huung.”

It was a displeased moan that was good even though he hated it. It seemed he hadn’t given up on the attempt to escape yet. The palms of Geumseo’s hands, which were bracing against the floor, kept slipping. Go San wanted to make Yang Geumseo unable to even think of running away because his legs gave out from the shame. So, he decided to try an attempt he had never done before and had never even thought of doing.

“Hau.”

Before Geumseo, his lips barely parted, could collect his thoughts, Go San’s head dropped downward. He didn’t forget to lightly relax his jaw as he lowered his head. It felt like this wasn’t really necessary, but, well, for now. And then he took Yang Geumseo’s thing into his mouth.

He thought it would feel shitty, but it was better than he had expected.

“Don’t, don’t!”

He told him not to, but Yang Geumseo was saying “don’t” again.

“It’s weird….”

He had been wondering why that wouldn’t come out. He would have been disappointed if it hadn’t. Go San deliberately gathered saliva and spat it out as if letting it drip. Then he pulled Geumseo’s thing out of his mouth. Perhaps because the wetness was exposed to the air and felt chilly, Geumseo shuddered at the chill.

“Don’t move carelessly.”

Go San said with glistening eyes.

“If you keep moving like you’re picking at me, I’m going to bite it off. I wouldn’t care if you didn’t have a cock, but I’m sure you would.”

“Aaaack!”

Geumseo screamed as if he had been forced to watch a horror movie without any mental preparation. Then he squeezed his eyes shut. Yang Geumseo’s entire body stiffened with tension. It was a bit funny to see someone receiving oral sex while tense, but that was also a turn-on in its own way. Finding a subtle kind of fun in it, Go San put a bit more force into his mouth and sucked.

“Huuuuug…,”

At that, Yang Geumseo let out a wailing sound. He could see the legs that had been clenched tight loosening. Go San stroked the insides of his thighs gently, then gripped them firmly when he was most relaxed. His startled cock spewed out a little precum. He was pissing himself both up and down. You sloppy bastard. Go San muttered cheerfully to himself, without even thinking about his own past.

“Does it feel good?”

When Go San pulled his face away and asked, Geumseo curled up his knees, which were shaking. It was a pathetic gesture.

“If it feels good, say it with words.”

“…I hate it.”

“Then why are you leaking everywhere?”

“It must be your saliva!”

Geumseo shouted, on the verge of tears. Go San held Geumseo’s wet shaft and shook it half-heartedly. His own thing began to hurt, so he leaned it against him. Since he had pressed it against him, its heaviness made Yang Geumseo’s own thing lean over and lie flat.

“Come to training with me tomorrow, too.”

“Oof, how can I go… when you keep splitting… splitting my ass….”

“I’m the one moving and I’m the one taking you there, so why are you whining?”

Geumseo glared at him. He didn’t know because he hadn’t been impaled in his own parts. Someone said people even implanted beads in their cocks, but it seemed Go San didn’t need to do that. Go San wasn’t affected at all by Geumseo’s glare. Instead, he just chuckled and grabbed and stretched Geumseo’s nipples.

“Ah…!”

Startled and dumbfounded, Geumseo clutched his chest.

“They say it’s killingly good if you develop this part, too.”

“You do it, if you want….”

“You do it first. I always want to let you experience the good things first.”