- Meal
“Haa… Huu….”
The president, perched on the edge of a mahogany desk, tilted his head back, eyes closed, moaning softly. Unlike the president, who was dressed in a flawless suit, Jaehyun knelt before him, completely naked—not even wearing underwear. The only thing adorning his body was a jingling dog collar around his neck.
Jaehyun busily stroked the president’s thick cock with one hand, shaking his head relentlessly as he swallowed the president’s cock deep into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it. The president’s moans and the wet sounds of Jaehyun sucking filled the room, creating a lewd symphony.
“Chuup… Ugh… Huup, haa….”
Jaehyun was utterly focused on sucking, his entire body trembling as he stimulated the president’s cock.
“Huu…. At first, you couldn’t even suck a cock properly…. Ha, now you do it like a bitch in heat. How does it taste?”
“Hngh! It’s, it’s good…. Haa… Nngh…!”
Jaehyun barely pulled the cock out of his mouth to answer, then immediately swallowed it again, as if reluctant to let go even for a second.
Satisfied, the president smirked as he enjoyed the warm, tight hole of Jaehyun’s mouth. Soon, he reached his climax, gripping Jaehyun’s hair roughly and shoving his cock deep into his throat. The president’s cock was swallowed without resistance, filling Jaehyun’s throat completely. Jaehyun gagged, as if suffocating.
Instinctively, he should have pulled back or pushed against the president’s thighs, but Jaehyun, his eyes rolling back as if on the verge of fainting, kept sucking, his throat struggling to breathe.
“Huu… Uuung! Heh, kheh….”
The president’s cock, satisfied with Jaehyun’s lewdness, spurted thick, cloudy cum deep into his throat. Before he could finish, the president pulled out and sprayed the rest of his cum onto Jaehyun’s face.
Jaehyun coughed, choking on the cum the president had shot down his throat, but he quickly opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, desperate to catch every drop. Cum dripped down his long lashes, nose, and lips, all the way to his chin. Blindly, Jaehyun licked his lips, trying to clean himself up.
“Haa… Ha… Hngh, heh… Heh….”
After the president finished, Jaehyun closed his mouth and swallowed the cum stuck in his throat. But the sticky fluid clung stubbornly, making him feel like he still had cum in his mouth. Before he could even wipe his eyes, he first cleaned the president’s cock with his mouth.
The president pulled up his briefs and fastened his belt. Then, he opened a cabinet and tossed a T-shirt and pants onto the floor.
“Put these on. We’re going out.”
While the president came once in Jaehyun’s mouth, Jaehyun’s urethra and asshole, blocked by plugs, had not reached climax. His cock was rock-hard, pressed against his stomach, leaking pre-cum through the tiny gap in the plug.
Jaehyun picked up the T-shirt and pants. There was no underwear. He roughly wiped his face with the hem of the T-shirt and put on the pants and shirt, commando. The thin linen pants did nothing to hide his erection, the outline of his cock—and the round plug in the tip—clearly visible.
The president, seemingly indifferent to Jaehyun’s embarrassment as he tried to cover himself with the T-shirt, walked out of the office. Jaehyun, startled, hurried after him like a lost puppy.
The streets, unseen for nearly a week, felt unfamiliar. The president opened the passenger door for Jaehyun, who obediently got in. The president walked around to the driver’s side, started the car, and drove off.
After about 30 minutes, they parked and turned off the engine. The president took a black cloth from his pocket.
“I’ll blindfold you. Follow me carefully so you don’t trip.”
The president covered Jaehyun’s eyes with the cloth, got out of the car, and led him by the shoulder. Jaehyun could tell they entered a building, but after that, the hallway was eerily narrow, twisting left and right endlessly. He had no idea where they were going.
The president stopped, and the sound of a bell chimed—probably a door opening. Jaehyun followed, the jingle of his collar mixing with the soft classical music inside.
“Welcome, President Ju!”
“Yes. Long time no see, Manager. This is our new employee, Sin Jaehyun.”
“Ah, so this is him. Everyone’s been waiting.”
“Then I’ll leave him with you. Call me if you need anything. Take good care of him.”
The president gently pushed Jaehyun toward the manager. Jaehyun, startled by the realization that the president was leaving him, lifted his head. The bell chimed again, confirming the president had indeed left.
Footsteps approached. Instinctively, Jaehyun recognized the manager from earlier. The manager came close and fastened a leash to his collar. Jaehyun flinched at the unfamiliar touch but soon submitted.
“A new hole, huh? Still needs more training to be a proper cum dump…. Well, President Ju’s slaves are always well-trained. Come on.”
The manager grabbed the leash and tugged. Remembering the president’s training, Jaehyun dropped to all fours and crawled after him.
They entered a room, and Jaehyun was laid on a cold glass table. The chilly surface stole his body heat, making him shiver.
“Hngh! It’s, it’s cold….”
The manager ignored him, securing Jaehyun’s limbs to the table’s corners. Then, he pressed a bell inside the room. Beep.
“Dish is set. Bring the food. No time, so bring three guys.”
Soon, the door opened, and three servers entered, carrying trays of food. They surrounded Jaehyun and began placing the food on his body as if he were a platter.
Fresh sashimi was arranged on his lower abdomen, beautifully carved fruits covered his nipples, and plump seafood settled on his thighs. Ornate flowers decorated his body like garnishes.
Chopsticks brushed his nipples, and the cold meltwater from ice tickled his thighs. Every time food was placed on him, a shiver ran through his body. The cold, squishy textures sliding against his skin and the careful, teasing touches were unbearably stimulating.
Blindfolded, he couldn’t see, but his imagination ran wild. The image of himself, naked and adorned with food on a luxurious table, made his face flush and his lower abdomen twitch. He could feel the gazes on him, and despite his shame, his cock swelled, his nipples hardened.
The servers noticed. Their touches grew bolder—poking his cock with chopsticks, pressing his nipples with spoons.
“Hngh… Hih…! Haah….”
Jaehyun arched and squirmed but dared not move too much, afraid of dropping the food. He bit his lip, toes and fingers twitching.
The torment ended, and the servers stopped moving. Jaehyun sighed in relief, but then someone twisted the urethral plug inside him.
“Huuu…! Haaung!”
Jaehyun moaned at the sudden, intense pleasure.
“Damn, this hole looks fucking lewd.”
“Look at him whining just from being touched. Should we tease him a bit before the guests arrive?”
The servers, amused, grabbed the plug and dildo in Jaehyun’s holes and shook them vigorously. The plug and dildo, filled with clear liquid, slid in and out rapidly, stirring his urethra and prostate.
“Hih! Huu… Ah, haah! Haaaang!”
Jaehyun writhed, drooling, his hips bucking as the relentless stimulation overwhelmed him. His movements made the food shift.
“Fuck, he’s so slutty. If we do more, the food’ll get ruined. Guess he just loves getting fucked like a rag hole.”
The servers, entranced by Jaehyun’s lewd writhing, swallowed hard. They pulled out the plug and dildo, then carefully inserted a neatly trimmed rose into his urethra.
“Huu, haaaang!”
Jaehyun’s body jerked violently, his eyes flying open as the rose’s natural ridges scraped his urethra. Pain shot through him, and he thrashed, tears streaming down his face.
Before he could recover, the servers pushed three cherry tomatoes, each the size of a baby’s fist, into his asshole.
“Relax, or they’ll burst.”
“Hih! Huuu, ahuung….”
The tomatoes, slightly larger than the dildo, stretched his hole precariously. Jaehyun tried desperately to relax, afraid they’d burst inside him. Once all three were in, the servers finally left, taking their trays with them.
Left alone, Jaehyun shivered in the cold air, imagining what was to come. His holes, soon to be filled with cocks and cum, made him tremble with anticipation.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
