“Haah, ugh! Don’t touch me! Just fuck me!”
“It clenches every time I scratch your chest.”
“Aaaah!”
It was true. The more Park Cha-young stimulated his chest, the tighter Jiwon’s inner walls squeezed his cock. Jiwon, ashamed and humiliated, let tears stream down his face.
Park Cha-young grabbed Jiwon’s waist and thrust hard, the slapping sounds echoing in the room. The friction between Park Cha-young’s thick pubic hair and Jiwon’s smooth skin stung. Jiwon bit down on his hand to muffle the sounds, but Park Cha-young made no effort to hide anything. Instead, he taunted loudly.
“Jiwon, should I spread the word that you’re a slut? You’re so good at this, it’s a waste to keep you to myself.”
“Sob, hng, hng… Shut up…”
“Why didn’t you let me fuck you all this time? It’s so unfair.”
The squelching sounds of Park Cha-young’s cock moving in and out of Jiwon’s ass filled the room. Jiwon wished he could go deaf rather than hear it. Then—
“Leader?”
Knock, knock. Yoon Jaemin called out from outside. Jiwon felt like he was suffocating. He covered his mouth tightly, but Park Cha-young didn’t stop thrusting.
“Hng, hng, ha…”
“Leader?”
“Hey, he’s calling you. Shouldn’t you answer?”
Park Cha-young urged Jiwon, who was only crying silently, to respond. Jiwon shook his head frantically, clenching his hole tightly instead—a signal to finish quickly. But Park Cha-young interpreted it differently.
“You crazy bastard… Does it turn you on more because someone’s outside?”
“I, I’m not—ah, ahhh!!!”
Excited, Park Cha-young pounded into him harder. Jiwon’s vision blurred, and his body went limp. Park Cha-young pulled the veil out of Jiwon’s mouth, and a loud moan escaped.
“Ah, hng, ah, ahhh!”
“Should I let him in? So we can all do it together?”
“No, I don’t want—ahhh!”
Park Cha-young mocked Jiwon as he explored his insides. Jiwon lay on the floor, face pressed against it, moaning in pain and pleasure.
“Leader. I’m coming in.”
“Ah, no, please… no…”
“What’s wrong? You’re enjoying it.”
Park Cha-young gripped Jiwon’s ass tightly, taunting him. The door finally burst open.
As soon as Yoon Jaemin opened the door, he saw the Leader, impaled by Park Cha-young, writhing on the floor.
“Leader…?”
“Don’t look! Get out! I don’t want this!”
Jiwon shouted, but Yoon Jaemin’s frozen feet wouldn’t move. After a moment, he stepped inside and locked the door. The sound made Jiwon’s tears stop for a second. He lifted his head and looked at Yoon Jaemin.
“Leader…”
Yoon Jaemin’s glasses reflected the fluorescent light, hiding his expression. He slowly approached Jiwon and knelt in front of him.
“You’re sharing happiness.”
“Hng, hng…”
“You’re beautiful.”
Jiwon was no longer the sacred, beautiful Leader that Lee Jak had created. He was just a man writhing in pleasure. But to Yoon Jaemin, even this was a divine sight. Ah, the Leader is sacrificing his body to share happiness with his followers. How beautiful. Yoon Jaemin smiled proudly.
“Leader, please share happiness with me too.”
“Ah, ahh…”
“You have to make me happy too.”
Yoon Jaemin smiled as he undid his pants buckle. Jiwon shook his head wildly. No. I don’t want this. I don’t want multiple people. But Yoon Jaemin didn’t hear him. He only thought:
I was so happy just from sucking the Leader’s cock. How happy would I be if the Leader sucked mine?
Yoon Jaemin pulled out his half-hard cock from his underwear. Then he lifted Jiwon’s chin and shoved his cock into his mouth.
“Ughh!”
“Ah… This is… too good. You’re the best, Leader…”
Yoon Jaemin’s eyes softened. He seemed satisfied just by the fact that his cock was inside Jiwon’s mouth. Every time Park Cha-young thrust from behind, Jiwon’s body moved, swallowing Yoon Jaemin’s cock even deeper. It was hard to breathe, and he squinted, but Yoon Jaemin held his face and wouldn’t let him pull away.
“You’re so happy. Leader. Is this happiness? Hmm?”
“Fuck, hng, you bastards…”
Park Cha-young laughed at Yoon Jaemin. To him, Jiwon had never been a sacred figure. He was just someone he had always wanted to fuck. Yoon Jaemin’s devotion to Jiwon seemed absurd.
Yoon Jaemin said to Park Cha-young:
“Hurry up and finish. You can’t be the only one receiving happiness from the Leader.”
Jiwon felt a deep sense of betrayal. His eyes widened, and tears poured out. No, even though I’ve only known Yoon Jaemin for a short time, I never thought he’d be like this. He had expected to be scolded, to have money extorted, but not this—to have Yoon Jaemin join in instead of helping him out.
“Happiness? Fuck, yeah. I’m fucking happy, Jiwon.”
Smack. Park Cha-young kissed Jiwon’s nape and whispered. Every time, Jiwon shivered in disgust. It felt like thousands of bugs were crawling on his neck—repulsive and unbearable. But what was even more unbearable was that he was enjoying this.
Jiwon’s cock was almost touching his stomach, dripping pre-cum. Park Cha-young noticed and lightly gripped it, stroking it up and down once.
“Ungh!”
That was enough. Thick cum shot out of Jiwon’s cock. Park Cha-young also came inside him. His already uncomfortable insides felt even heavier. His limbs, barely supporting two men, gave out. As his body collapsed, Park Cha-young and Yoon Jaemin tried to lift him, but he crumpled again. The cocks filling his front and back slipped out. Jiwon lay on the floor, crying, and begged:
“No, please… I don’t want to do this anymore…”
“Leader, just a little more. Please? I want to be happy with your ass too.”
Yoon Jaemin pleaded earnestly, pinching and biting Jiwon’s exposed nipples through the torn robe.
“Hng, no, stop… Ugh!”
Yoon Jaemin’s fully erect cock shot cum all over Jiwon’s face. Jiwon’s face was a mess of cum and tears. He kept crying, even though he knew it was meaningless.
“Hng, hng…”
“Ah, Leader. Leader…”
Yoon Jaemin, adjusting his clothes, began kissing Jiwon’s toes, working his way up his legs. Not to be outdone, Park Cha-young tore Jiwon’s robe further and sucked on his chest. Jiwon’s already large nipples swelled even more, red and sensitive.
“Ah… You’re so beautiful.”
Yoon Jaemin’s lips reached deep inside Jiwon’s thighs. Watching Park Cha-young’s cum seep out of the hole, Yoon Jaemin marveled. He had never seen such a beautiful sight in his life.
“Leader. Just a little… Please?”
Lee Jak would return soon. Yoon Jaemin intended to finish before then. His cock, which had softened after cumming, stiffened again. He rubbed it against the loosened entrance. With a suck, the cock was pulled inside. That was the right word—Jiwon’s hole greedily swallowed it, regardless of his will.
“Ah, Leader…”
“Ugh, ah, ahh…”
Jiwon’s limp body jerked up and down as Yoon Jaemin thrust into him. Park Cha-young’s cock filled his throat, bent awkwardly to the side. The white robe was stained with white cum. Yoon Jaemin carefully thrust, making sure not to tear the lace underwear.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
