6
“Answer me. Why aren’t you responding? Have you wanted sex since morning?”
“That… I…”
“It’s fine, if you want it, you should say so. Right? Go on, say it.”
Hyeontae slid two fingers into his anus and spread them in a V-shape. The lewd fingerplay was fully visible from the front. Cruelly, he never pushed his fingers deep or probed inside. Hyeonjun whimpered for a while, glancing at the driver, but the man showed no reaction, silently focusing on driving. Finally, Hyeonjun confessed:
“I… I do want it…”
“Good, that’s what you should’ve said. Our Hyeonjun is a lewd son who’s obsessed with getting fucked by Daddy’s cock no matter where we are.”
Smoothly embedding another suggestion, Hyeontae unzipped his pants. His dark red cock, flaccid at first, quickly hardened after a few strokes. He pressed the swollen tip against Hyeonjun’s twitching entrance. Hyeonjun had reached the stage where he got aroused easily, even without the aphrodisiac. The thick, black shaft began forcing its way between his white cheeks. A satisfied moan escaped Hyeonjun’s lips.
“Hngh… ah… ahh…”
Already hypnotized to believe pregnancy was his long-held dream, he craved not just the pleasure of sex but the feeling of being filled with cum. Hyeontae took full advantage, always cumming deep inside him without a condom.
“Do you like Daddy’s cock that much?”
“Yes, I love it, it feels so good—! Honey… hah, nngh…”
Excited, he panted, calling him honey. The driver remained unfazed, dutifully focusing on the road. Hyeonjun no longer cared about him. With that thick cock inside him, nothing else mattered.
“Today, let’s take a longer route.”
“Understood.”
Hyeontae thrust leisurely into Hyeonjun’s tight heat. The expensive car was eerily quiet, making Hyeonjun’s cries echo louder. At Hyeontae’s instruction, the driver took them near Hyeonjun’s university—close to an elementary school. Near schools, cars had to slow down, and speed bumps were everywhere. Even at 30 km/h, the car jolted over them.
“Hahngh—!!”
Every time they hit a bump, Hyeontae’s cock rammed deep, wringing a scream from Hyeonjun. Hyeontae chuckled darkly.
“Feels that good, huh?”
“Ah, it’s too good, please—please cum inside me…”
“Hmm, I don’t know. You’ll have to clench tighter for that… And you should brag to the driver too. Right?”
“Hah, ah—driver, sir… it feels so good, honey’s cock is so big, ah—!”
The car jolted again. Hyeonjun gasped, unable to finish his sentence. Circling the school, the driver—who had been adding occasional comments—finally spoke up:
“Seems like Hyeonjun really loves cock.”
“Nngh, ah! I—I do…! Please cum inside me, I want to get pregnant—!”
The driver asked his question, then accelerated once they left the school zone, only to slow down again upon returning. Hyeontae smirked.
“Driving must be tiring. Why not take a break?”
“If you permit it, sir, I’d be honored.”
At Hyeontae’s words, the driver parked near the school. It was almost time for classes to start—small children crossed the street in groups. Hyeontae kept Hyeonjun’s legs spread wide as he fucked him, turning toward the window. The rough pounding made Hyeonjun writhe, his inner walls clenching desperately around the cock.
“Go on, Hyeonjun. Brag to the kids too. Tell them you’ve been getting fucked since morning. That you’ll be pregnant soon.”
It was an incredibly awkward position. Hyeonjun wore nothing but socks, his feet pressed against the window as Hyeontae’s cock skewered him. Hyeontae thrust violently, the car shaking with each wet slap. The children outside had no idea what was happening inside—just a sleek black car parked near the school. The heavy tinting hid everything; some kids even paused to check their reflections in the window, oblivious to the obscene sounds of Hyeonjun’s greedy hole slurping up cock just inches away.
“Come on, tell them. You’re so happy getting fucked all morning. That you’ll be pregnant soon.”
“Ahh—! It’s so good, ah—ah! Nngh, ah! I’ll get pregnant—ahngh—!”
Hyeontae tormented him until he couldn’t even form words. Every brutal prostate strike cut off his speech. With a sharp grunt, Hyeontae came deep inside him. The sensation of being filled pushed Hyeonjun over the edge—he came too, trembling violently. His slender thighs wouldn’t stop shaking. Cum splattered all over the tinted window, but outside, the children chattered innocently. Their voices only faded when the school bell rang. Hyeontae still hadn’t pulled out, savoring Hyeonjun’s twitching hole.
“Now, Hyeonjun. You should thank the driver for the ride.”
“Hah… yes… th-thank you…”
“Just words? Go on, suck his cock properly.”
The driver turned off the engine, reclined his seat, and unzipped his pants. His cock was just as thick and imposing as Hyeontae’s. Urged on, Hyeonjun eagerly took it into his mouth. Watching his son suck another man’s cock, Hyeontae sneered.
“You really love cock, don’t you? No matter whose it is. Does it taste that good?”
With his mouth stuffed full, Hyeonjun could only manage muffled noises. He was already deepthroating the driver, sloppily slurping. The scene inside the car was so obscene it could’ve been straight out of gay porn. Hyeontae chuckled at Hyeonjun’s inability to respond, then smacked his ass hard.
“Ngh—!”
The sudden impact made Hyeonjun flinch, his inner walls clamping down. Stimulated by the tightness, Hyeontae grew even harder.
“Hyeonjun, you’re sucking another man’s cock right in front of Daddy, huh? And you won’t even answer me?”
With that, he resumed his brutal pounding. No matter how roughly he fucked him, Hyeonjun’s hole stayed snug. In this more comfortable position, Hyeontae gripped his hips and pounded him hard enough to make wet, slapping sounds. His balls smacked loudly against Hyeonjun’s ass. The earlier load inside him made every thrust slick and deep. The frothy lube of cum bubbled as his well-used hole gulped and spat around the cock.
“You’re such a slut. Moaning with two cocks in your mouth since morning. Do you like it?”
Whenever Hyeonjun’s grip loosened, Hyeontae spanked him. Red handprints bloomed on his pale skin—not hard enough to bruise, but enough to shock him into clenching tighter. The driver, meanwhile, grabbed Hyeonjun’s hair and fucked his throat roughly. Just as Hyeontae had said, Hyeonjun was taking two men’s cocks first thing in the morning—and the driver was a complete stranger.
“Mmph, nggh—ah, mngh—!”
Even as he was scolded, all he could think was how good it felt to be filled with so much cum. The hypnosis had taken hold far more strongly than Hyeontae expected.
“Ahnngh—!”
The car stopped shaking. Deciding he’d had enough, Hyeontae came inside him again. Hyeonjun’s body trembled uncontrollably. The driver shot his load down his throat. Overwhelmed by two men, Hyeonjun stayed lost in the afterglow.
“Hyeonjun, you should thank the driver for cumming in your mouth.”
“Ngh… thank you… for cumming in me…”
Hyeonjun spat the cum into his hand and barely managed the words. The driver casually ruffled his hair as if it were nothing. When Hyeontae pulled out, cum dripped after him. Still spread wide, Hyeonjun began scooping up the spilled cum and pushing it back inside himself, desperate to get pregnant as soon as possible.
“Hyeonjun, you’re leaking cum everywhere. How careless.”
“Sorry… I just—I need to get pregnant with honey’s baby soon…”
Still aroused, he called him honey while frantically gathering every drop of cum from around his hole and stuffing it back inside. Hyeontae found it amusing—no matter how hard he tried, pregnancy was impossible. He opened his bag.
“Here, plug it with this.”
It was an anal plug shaped like a grotesque cock. After being stretched by Hyeontae so many times, the size was no issue. Hyeonjun immediately took it and sealed his used hole.
“Take it out when you get home. Got it? Now, Hyeonjun, you’ll be late for school. Get dressed.”
The driver, now back in his seat, started the car and drove toward Hyeonjun’s university. After wiping away the traces of sex with wet wipes, Hyeonjun was dressed as neatly as when he’d left home. The only difference? The massive plug stuffed inside him. Before Hyeonjun got out, Hyeontae reminded him:
“I’m curious how my son’s doing in school. You have a lot of classes today, right? Should Daddy pick you up when you’re done?”
“Yes.”
“I’d love to meet your friends too. I’ll treat you all to dinner, so bring someone along.”
“…Yes.”
“Preferably someone obedient and well-behaved from your department.”
It sounded like a normal father-son conversation. But the last line was another suggestion, thick with Hyeontae’s intentions.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
