New Employee
“They said it was a small company… but the building is enormous…”
Jaehyun muttered to himself as he stood in front of a building that gleamed like it was brand new, its exterior starkly contrasting with the shabby street around it. Unlike the other buildings, this one had dark blue curtains covering its windows, making it impossible to see inside. After a quick glance, Jaehyun straightened his posture, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.
The interior looked like an ordinary office, but there was no one inside. Jaehyun tilted his head, scanning the room, when a rustling sound came from his left. He jerked his head toward the noise.
His gaze landed on a man. The man, dressed in a sharp suit that barely concealed his bronzed, muscular physique, stared back at Jaehyun. Jaehyun bowed his head politely.
“Ah, hello!” he greeted.
The man, who had been looking at some documents, turned his attention to Jaehyun. He said nothing, just stared, before suddenly speaking up. “Ah! You must be the new employee starting today.”
Jaehyun bowed again, his nerves tightening his posture. “Yes, I’m Sin Jaehyun. Nice to meet you.”
The man—his boss—smiled warmly. “Ah, so you’re the new hire. Welcome. I’m Ju Hyeongjin, the president of H Interior. All the other employees are out on-site today, so you won’t be seeing them. That desk over there is yours. Go settle in and make yourself comfortable.”
“Ah… Yes! Thank you.” Jaehyun fidgeted, bowing again before making his way to the desk the president had pointed out. He sat down at the far-left partition.
Straightening his back, Jaehyun glanced over the partition at the president, who was still reviewing documents. The tension in his body eased slightly as he slumped into his chair. His eyes fixed on the black monitor screen, but his mind drifted to the phone call from his mother that morning.
—Jaehyun, don’t be nervous. Just do your best. I wish you could’ve taken your time finding a job… but you had to start working right away without even resting. What can we do? —No, Mom. I wanted to get a job as soon as possible. Don’t worry, and please take care of yourself. —Alright. Work hard and listen to your seniors. Ask for help if you need it. —Okay, okay. I’m heading to work now.
At twenty-five, Jaehyun had originally wanted to study more after graduation to land a job at a better company. But his mother’s sudden illness forced him to enter the workforce immediately. With no experience and only a degree in interior design, he had been worried—until his professor recommended him for a position at this small interior design firm. Still, being alone in the office with the president on his first day made him uneasy, as if the air itself was suffocating.
“Jaehyun, shall we go for lunch?”
Jaehyun, who had been sitting idly with nothing to do, nearly jumped out of his skin when the president suddenly appeared behind him and tapped his shoulder.
“Huh?! Y-Yes!” He flushed, embarrassed by his overreaction, and quickly stood up. Lunch alone with the president on his first day… He tried to hide his discomfort as he followed the president out.
“Get in.”
Jaehyun blinked at the president, who was already seated in the driver’s seat of a luxury foreign car. He hesitated before sliding into the passenger seat.
“We have a lunch reservation, but the place is a bit far. It won’t take long, so just relax.”
Jaehyun was confused—was it normal for a boss to take an employee to lunch in a luxury car? But with no experience in the workforce, he could only go along with the situation.
Five minutes later, they arrived at a high-end Korean restaurant. From the moment they entered, employees in hanbok guided them to a private room. Jaehyun had never been to such a luxurious place and awkwardly looked around as he followed the president.
The door was opened politely by a staff member, who bowed before leaving the room. Alone with the president, Jaehyun sat across from him, fidgeting nervously.
“…Is this your first job, Jaehyun?”
The president broke the silence, taking a sip of water.
“Yes, it is.” Jaehyun answered, tense.
The president stroked his chin and nodded slowly. “Hmm. Do you have a girlfriend?”
“Ah… no, I don’t.”
“Never?”
“N-No… I mean, I had one once.”
Jaehyun stammered, confused by the sudden question but answering honestly.
“So you’ve had sex, then?”
Jaehyun’s head snapped up, his eyes widening. The president’s absurd question left him speechless, his face stiff with shock.
“N-Now… what did you just—?”
Seeing Jaehyun’s flustered reaction, the president smirked. “Ah, is this kind of question still too much for you? My apologies.”
He stared at Jaehyun as if studying him. After a moment of silence, he picked up the glass of alcohol on the table.
“Since it’s your first day, let’s have a drink to celebrate.”
Jaehyun was baffled—why alcohol at lunch? But he figured this was just how things were in the working world. He clinked glasses and drank.
The president set his glass down with a clink, the liquid inside barely touched. “How’s the taste?”
“Huh?”
“The alcohol. How is it?”
Jaehyun hesitated, unsure how to answer—alcohol tasted like alcohol, after all. Before he could respond, his glass slipped from his hands. It clattered to the floor, the remaining drops splashing out. But Jaehyun didn’t react, his face blank, his mind foggy.
The president watched him intently, almost clinically. Jaehyun’s eyes lost focus, his lips parting slightly, his tongue lolling out.
The president chuckled. “How’s the drug? First time, huh? Do you like it, Jaehyun?”
“Y-Yes…” Jaehyun slurred, as if answering a question he hadn’t fully heard.
“I’ll explain just once. From now on, you’ll be trained as H Interior’s company rag. You won’t be able to live a day without this. Work hard. Understood?”
“Y-Yes…”
Jaehyun answered just as blankly as before. The president seemed pleased, laughing softly.
“Let’s try an experiment. Right here… Masturbate for me.”
Jaehyun flinched at the vulgar command but slowly unbuckled his belt, pulling down his pants to expose his flaccid penis. He wrapped his right hand around the head, rubbing it before stroking up and down.
“Hn… hn, nngh… hah…”
The president watched dispassionately, as if Jaehyun were nothing more than a show on TV. Jaehyun’s face reddened under the scrutiny, but his hand didn’t stop. His cock, unused to stimulation, began to twitch and harden.
The quiet room filled with the slick sounds of Jaehyun’s hand working his shaft. He had never masturbated in front of someone, let alone outside his home. The thrill of the situation sent a jolt of arousal through him.
“Nn… ah, ah…”
His strokes grew faster, his breathing ragged. With a wet squelch, he ejaculated, his head tilting back as he groaned loudly.
“Ah, ahh! Nngh…”
The president approached the exhausted, panting Jaehyun, scooping up the semen with his fingers. He smeared it across Jaehyun’s flushed face.
“Ever had sex with a man?”
“Hngh… n-no… never… haah…”
Jaehyun answered between gasps. The president picked up a wet wipe and gently cleaned the semen from Jaehyun’s face before tossing it onto the table.
“Fix your clothes. We’re heading back to the office.”
Jaehyun, trembling, pulled up his pants as ordered. The president was already walking out the door. Jaehyun hurried after him, still unsteady, his mind racing.
The staff pretended not to notice as Jaehyun stumbled out, dazed. The president helped him into the car and drove back to the office. When they arrived, Jaehyun followed the president inside, no longer of his own volition.
The president led him to a rusted metal door at the back of the office. Before opening it, he paused, as if he’d forgotten something.
“From now on, before you enter this room, you’ll strip naked and prepare yourself at the door. Understood?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
