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The man muttered as he slapped Jihun’s left ass cheek. A sharp sting quickly gave way to a dull ache.
“Ah! W-what are you doing?!”
“What am I doing? You were sticking your ass out like that, grinding against me—weren’t you asking for it? Or was this all just to tease me?”
“N-no, it’s not—!”
Terrified, Jihun struggled harder to free himself from the wall. The men’s attitudes had flipped the moment they fell under Hyeontae’s hypnosis. Hyeontae had programmed them to immediately proposition and fuck anyone they found naked. Jihun had unexpectedly run into these hypnotized men while still trapped—an encounter far more dramatic than Hyeontae had planned. Their eyes gleamed with predatory hunger as they groped and spread his ass. The sensation of strangers touching him from behind sent a jolt of panic through him.
Sex with coworkers at the company was one thing—but this was outside. Inside the company, everything felt like an extension of the hypnosis. The atmosphere was already sexual, filled with lewd jokes, and being naked together dulled the shame. But no matter how much public humiliation he’d endured at school, his sense of decency hadn’t vanished entirely. Being the only one naked while others were clothed still made his face burn. He still had enough self-awareness to recognize when things crossed a line.
Hyeontae wanted to shatter Jihun’s last shred of resistance. He intended to make Jihun so desperate for sex that he’d spread his legs for anyone, even strangers, the moment they showed interest. And Jihun had run into the hypnotized men far sooner than expected—creating a situation that was practically a setup for rape. He sent a pleading glance to the young man he’d just been talking to, but the man just smirked, tilting Jihun’s chin up with a finger.
“I heard you’ve got quite the talented mouth, Jihun. The boss himself praised you.”
Jihun remembered Hyeontae complimenting his blowjob skills in the car. His face paled. The young man dropped his pants and rubbed his cock against Jihun’s lips. Jihun turned his head away, clenching his teeth. The scent of the cock almost made him instinctively lick and taste it—he wanted to, and that terrified him. He tried to convince himself he wasn’t that depraved.
“Come on, Jihun. Suck it. Isn’t this what you wanted?”
“N-no! I didn’t—let me out of here!”
“Hmm. If we just leave you like this, you’ll be stuck with that slutty hole on display all day. You want to advertise your ass that badly?”
It was a threat disguised as a choice. The thought of staying trapped like this was horrifying. They’re forcing me, I’m not at fault, he told himself, grasping for justification. Rough hands groped his ass, fingers teasing his hole without penetrating—just pressing, prodding, laughing among themselves. The light stimulation drove him mad. Compared to what he’d done in the company car, this was nothing, but his body craved more.
“Hngh… if I do it… you’ll let me out, right?”
“Of course. Did you think we’d make you beg? The boss said you were polite and diligent.”
The young man scolded him hypocritically before shoving his cock back at Jihun’s mouth. Jihun squeezed his eyes shut and took it in. He tried to look reluctant, but it was an act. Sucking cock wasn’t even a chore anymore—it was his default. The initial hypnosis Hyeontae had given him—see a man, want to suck his cock—had faded but left its mark.
“Mmph… ah… mm…”
“Fuck, you’re no joke… ha… suck harder.”
The young man dropped the honorifics, gripping Jihun’s head. The other men beyond the wall murmured in surprise—Already?—before shoving fingers into Jihun’s ass. His body responded honestly, clenching around them. Their excitement grew.
“Damn, this is insane… fuck, I’m so turned on.”
“The boss really knows how to pick ‘em…”
“Shit, HQ employees really are next-level.”
Just watching Jihun’s hole twitch had them rock-hard. They squabbled over who’d go first before jamming their cockheads in without warning. His hole, slick and tight, gripped them perfectly—thanks to his diligent “fitness” training.
“Ungh… hngh…”
The stretch of his inner walls being invaded felt almost welcoming. His ass had been neglected in the car—only blowjobs, no fucking—and now it ached for it. His body had grown so used to daily sex that even a single missed day left him restless. He tried to rationalize—They’re forcing me, I’m not some pervert—but the thought dissolved as the cock pistoning into his mouth scraped against his palate like it was stirring his brain directly.
His mind went blank. The surreal situation dulled his senses, making it easier to accept. As the thrusting grew rougher, his own cock twitched to life. The men had been right—HQ employees were on another level. Not just their stamina, but their size, strength, and technique were overwhelming. These local men couldn’t compare.
Once he adjusted to the cock in his mouth, Jihun refocused, working his tongue. He lapped at the foreskin, teased the urethra with the tip of his tongue, and sucked eagerly. Wet, sloppy sounds filled the air. At first, the young man had assumed he held all the power—Jihun was trapped, after all. But now, receiving that skilled blowjob, he felt consumed. He scowled, cursing under his breath as he neared his limit.
“Hngh… fuck… ah, ah—!”
Unable to hold back, he yanked his cock from Jihun’s mouth and came all over his face. Jihun licked the cum dripping down his cheek with his free hand, sticking out from the wall. The sight made the young man hard again. He stumbled away, desperate to fuck Jihun’s hole. His frantic, half-hard sprint was almost comical.
“Hah… hey, guys… how many more of you are there?”
Jihun, surprisingly composed, wasn’t satisfied yet—no one had fucked him hard enough, and he was used to gangbangs. He felt a twinge of disappointment when one of them came inside him after only a few thrusts, but he didn’t ask for more. Shame held him back, and he knew the others would worry if he took too long. The men muttered as they watched him take a third cock without coming once, only letting out lazy moans.
“Damn, what a slut… fuck, look how tight he is.”
“Already came? Pathetic.”
“How the hell are you not coming when his ass grips like that? Hngh…”
Jihun’s ass, less sun-exposed than the rest of him, was paler—but still tanned, the cum dripping between his cheeks a stark contrast against his skin.
“We can’t hog this view all to ourselves.”
One man, done watching, pulled out his phone and called someone. The dial tone and his voice carried over the wall:
“Hey, found a great public toilet here. Best fucking outdoor shitter ever.”
“Wait—you said you’d let me out!”
“Shut up, you slut. You’re still hard—obviously you want more.”
Another man spanked Jihun’s ass, leaving red handprints on either cheek. Cum pooled between them like a valley. Even after the call ended, the men weren’t done. Distant footsteps and voices grew louder—more were coming.
“What the hell is this?”
The newcomers gaped at Jihun sandwiched in the wall, but their shock quickly turned to understanding when they learned he was Hyeontae’s guest at the villa. Their expressions shifted instantly.
“Damn, the boss even sets up free public toilets at his villa… what a legend.”
“Shit, he’s from HQ…”
“No way he’s just an employee. He’s gotta be the boss’s favorite, right? No random employee gets invited to this place.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
