Wanting to see Jaehyun’s urethra forcefully expel cum, a man growled, “Fuck it, I’ll just pump mine into him.”
Someone had a bright idea. “Let’s inject my cum into his front hole!”
“Fuu, ah, haa, ang! Uuup!”
The man fucking Jaehyun’s hole pulled out abruptly. Jaehyun’s hole, unable to close, twitched. A man next to him undid the pouch at his waist and pulled out a small syringe from the floor.
“Haa, ha, ugh!”
The man who had been watching Jaehyun with lustful eyes pulled the plunger of the syringe all the way out. “Haa, ha, ugh! Master, I’ll give you my cum, so, haa, wait, ugh, fuu…”
The man pressed his cock against the syringe and shook it. His already swollen cock soon spat out cum. The murky liquid slid down the syringe’s walls as the man groaned like a beast.
The men around him laughed at the grotesque sight of cum sliding down the syringe. “This crazy fuck, haha!”
“His bladder’s gonna be full of cum. He’s a cum dump through and through!”
The man smirked and reinserted the plunger. He approached Jaehyun, grabbed his urethra, and pushed the needle in. Jaehyun’s swollen urethra clung to the transparent plastic tube.
“Aue, unng…!”
His overstimulated urethra stung even at the slightest touch. Jaehyun whimpered weakly.
“Enjoy it, haha!”
The man chuckled and pressed the plunger. The air and cum inside the syringe were forced into Jaehyun’s urethra with a squelch.
“Hng, ua… hiik, iik!”
In his hazy state, Jaehyun felt the warm liquid rushing into his urethra. He should have felt disgust, but the warmth filling his empty urethra didn’t feel bad—it felt good.
“Haha, insane!”
The men laughed wildly as they watched cum being injected into Jaehyun’s urethra. Jaehyun just smiled idiotically, his mind foggy and blissful, his vision blurring. The men’s faces distorted and blurred.
“Fuuung… ugh… hiik, ik, hng…”
After pushing the plunger all the way in, the man pulled out the syringe and plugged Jaehyun’s urethra with his finger. “Now you can cum with me. Haha!”
The man who had filled Jaehyun’s urethra with his cum shouted. The thought of this depraved act—something they couldn’t do just anywhere—excited the men. Their hands moved faster, stroking their cocks.
“Hng, ugh…!”
“Fuu, ugh, haa…”
Cum spurted out from all directions. The men seemed determined to cover Jaehyun’s body in cum, splattering his belly and face.
“Ah… fuu, ugh…”
Jaehyun’s naked body, suspended in the air, was drenched in cum. He lay limp, only twitching occasionally.
When the man unplugged Jaehyun’s urethra, cum dribbled out with a plop. Unlike voluntary ejaculation, the forced cum was murky and dripped weakly. Jaehyun’s ass, gripped tightly by the man, twitched as the cock pulled out. Sticky cum stretched into long strings as it left his hole. His slack hole, unable to hold anything, dribbled fluid from the gaps.
“This bitch is leaking cum from both holes.”
The men chuckled and squeezed Jaehyun’s cock painfully. His upper body jerked reflexively, and the remaining cum was forced out.
“Uhng, hng…!”
The men, satisfied with using the hole, stepped back to admire Jaehyun’s state. Covered in white cum, Jaehyun smiled weakly, giggling.
His gaping hole leaked cum from an unknown source. The timer rang, signaling the end of the 10 minutes. The men, having thoroughly enjoyed their special service, left the stage without hesitation.
“Thank you… hiik… thank, hng… ik…”
Jaehyun, conditioned to express gratitude for cum, kept murmuring to himself, his body and mind completely broken.
But no one cared about the ruined hole. The Emcee spoke as if it were nothing unusual.
“Then, the next performance will begin in 10 minutes. Please wait a moment for an even more stimulating show. Thank you!”
The Emcee bowed politely. Behind him, the velvet curtain descended. The stage lights dimmed, and some audience members rose from their seats. Before the curtain even touched the floor, staff rushed in to clean the stage.
Jaehyun, still suspended, was lowered to the ground. Unaware that the performance was over, he kept muttering the words he had been taught.
“Th-thank, hiik, thank you, hng… ik…”
A man who seemed to be a staff member approached Jaehyun and removed the restraints from his limbs. His hands and feet were bruised purple from all the shaking. His overused body finally showed signs of strain, burning with fever.
“Tsk, will he even be able to perform in the next show?”
The man looked down at Jaehyun, who lay like a broken doll, and muttered. But it was a pointless worry. There were plenty of holes to replace Jaehyun.
“Well, who cares about who?”
The man sighed and hoisted Jaehyun over his shoulder. Jaehyun’s limp body clung weakly. The man walked off the stage. Onstage, preparations were underway for an even more stimulating and depraved performance.
But Jaehyun’s place was no longer on the stage. As a perfectly ruined hole, he would be taken where he could be used as such. Fortunately, even a broken hole had its uses.
Jaehyun’s miserable life, filled with worries about money and the future, was now a thing of the past. Reborn as a hole, he only needed a Master to use him and cocks to fill him with cum to be happy.
His ruined body, limp over the man’s shoulder, no longer looked pitiful. Instead, it seemed satisfying—like he had finally found his true self.
***
Epilogue
Beep. The front door unlocked. Jaehyun’s tightly shut eyes snapped open. He climbed down from the bed, his leather-bound hands and feet touching the floor.
Crawling on all fours, Jaehyun approached the door. He lay prostrate before the motionless door. Even the slightest movement sent pain shooting through his bound limbs, but the pain was worth it—it was his Master’s visit he had waited for so long.
Thud, thud. Footsteps approached the door. Jaehyun lifted his head, staring at the door with desperate eyes.
The door, unlocked, swung open with a creak. Behind it stood the man Jaehyun had waited for so desperately.
Before the man could even step inside, Jaehyun crawled forward and rubbed his face against the man’s feet.
“Master… hng, I waited, I waited for you, ugh, hng…”
Tears streamed down Jaehyun’s face. He had spent the whole day waiting for nothing but his Master. A mix of sorrow and joy burst from him in sobs.
Myeonggyu looked down at Jaehyun, who was lifting his ass high, rubbing his head against him. A satisfied smile spread across Myeonggyu’s face as he crouched and stroked Jaehyun’s head.
“Jaehyun, you waited so long? I’m sorry I’m late.”
The gentle whisper made Jaehyun try to hold back his tears. The longing stirred a forgotten desire.
“Ugh, Master, hng, Jaehyun… Jaehyun wants to pee, hng, wants to pee… hng…”
Jaehyun lifted his head and looked into Myeonggyu’s eyes. Myeonggyu smirked ambiguously.
“Hmm… If you want to pee, you know what you have to do first, Jaehyun?”
His voice was soothing, but his eyes were commanding and firm. Jaehyun’s lips trembled as if trying to plead further, but he eventually nodded slightly.
“Ugh, yes…”
Jaehyun lifted his hips and pressed his face against Myeonggyu’s crotch. Through the tight leather, Myeonggyu’s erect penis was clearly visible. Jaehyun rubbed his face against it, mashing his features.
“Haa, suck it properly.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
