The familiar chaos of his living room. A man with his back turned. Yoon Seong-hyeon in a white shirt. Empty beer cans and snack bags littered the floor. An unfamiliar memory.
What was this? As if reading his mind, Honey nibbled on the tip of Seong-hyeon’s cock and whispered.
“The day our Seong-hyeon agreed to be my partner.”
Want to remember that day?
In the messy living room, Seong-hyeon faced Honey. Even in the dim light, his cheeks were visibly flushed.
‘Wow, time really flies. Who would’ve thought I’d be drinking with that loser from back then, huh?’
Seong-hyeon’s slightly slurred words made Honey chuckle.
‘Right?’
‘Remember when I beat you up so bad you almost went blind?’
‘Yeah.’
‘And when I broke your leg?’
‘I don’t remember.’
‘What about when you poured leftovers on my tray and told me to eat it?’
‘Sure did.’
Honey’s calm responses made Seong-hyeon laugh.
‘You remember all that? Crazy bastard. Aren’t you mad?’
‘Nope.’
His clear, steady voice held no contempt or hatred, only a faint amusement.
‘It’s all memories. Yours and mine.’
Seong-hyeon frowned slightly and rubbed his cheek with one hand.
‘Everything’s a memory, huh? You always acted like this, and it pissed me off so much that I…?’
Trailing off, Seong-hyeon reached out his hand. As he tried to lift an empty glass, the man naturally filled it with alcohol. Sipping the dark liquid, Seong-hyeon smiled contentedly.
‘Must be the expensive liquor, it’s going down smooth.’
‘Does it suit your taste, Seong-hyeon?’
‘Yeah, it’s fucking delicious. If you can afford this, you must be doing well for yourself.’
Seong-hyeon’s gaze wandered over the man’s body, pausing at his wrist.
‘Hey, is that watch real?’
Even through his drunken haze, Seong-hyeon’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the watch. Leaning in to examine it, his head ended up between the man’s legs. Looking down at Seong-hyeon’s disheveled hair, the man murmured.
‘Looks like our Seong-hyeon wants to suck my cock.’
Startled, Seong-hyeon jerked his head up.
…What??
‘Huh?’
‘Shit, I must be drunk. I’m hearing things.’
As Seong-hyeon struggled to regain his composure, the man offered him another full glass. Seong-hyeon drank it without hesitation, his eyes glazing over. Trying to steady his swaying head, he mumbled.
‘You… you can hold your liquor, huh?’
‘I guess so.’
‘Yeah, I… woah. Seeing someone outdrink me is… rare.’
Seong-hyeon’s voice trailed off as his head lolled. His eyes fluttered closed and then open again.
‘Hey, hold on.’
‘Why is everything spinning?’
Seong-hyeon shook his head, struggling against the dizziness. The man offered him a glass of water, holding it to his lips. Seong-hyeon drank obediently, his lips glistening with moisture. The man’s long fingers brushed across his lips, wiping away a droplet.
‘Your lips are soft.’
Seong-hyeon blinked slowly, his vision blurring and sharpening.
‘Damn, you’re so handsome.’
Without thinking, he reached out, his hand weakly tracing the man’s features. The man let him, his face expressionless as Seong-hyeon’s fingers roamed over his nose, lips, and eyes.
He laughed. His face, flushed with alcohol, looked innocent, unlike his usual self.
‘What was his name again?’
The darkness veiled the man’s expression, but the gentle movement of his muscles was clear as he breathed in and out.
‘Your name, I can’t remember…’
‘Seong-hyeon.’
Honey gently interrupted Seong-hyeon and held out something.
‘Your phone is ringing.’
The phone vibrated and lit up, catching Seong-hyeon’s attention.
‘I need to check the alarm. It’s important.’
Moments ago, Seong-hyeon seemed ready to pass out, but now he was frozen.
‘Important.’
His wet, red lips parted and closed.
‘Yes, important.’
The man brought the phone screen closer to Seong-hyeon’s face, as if urging him to look more closely. The light from the screen seemed to absorb into Seong-hyeon’s eyes, darkening his pupils. Soon, his gaze wandered aimlessly, devoid of its usual spark. The man stroked Seong-hyeon’s soft cheek, but there was no response. Like a puppet with its strings cut, Seong-hyeon sat motionless as the man caressed his cheek. The man leaned in, his lips brushing against Seong-hyeon’s slightly parted lips before pulling away.
Chu, chu. The man’s lips met Seong-hyeon’s again, sucking gently. Seong-hyeon showed no reaction, even as the man kissed him. The man exhaled hot breath onto Seong-hyeon’s lips, his own still pressed against them, and whispered something inaudible. His tongue traced the line of Seong-hyeon’s lips, slipping into the gap. The wet sounds of their tongues entwining filled the quiet room. After a while, the man straightened up and looked down at Seong-hyeon.
‘Yoon Seong-hyeon.’
There was no response from Seong-hyeon.
‘You beat up a classmate until you broke his leg and nearly blinded him.’
The man didn’t seem to mind.
‘You forced kids to eat food waste in front of everyone, you piece of shit.’
His hand, which had been caressing Seong-hyeon’s lips, nose, cheeks, and eyes, moved down to his chest.
‘But I think you’re so cute.’
His hand rested slightly to the left of center on Seong-hyeon’s chest, over his heart.
‘So, Seong-hyeon.’
His voice was sweet as honey as he whispered, massaging that spot.
‘Let’s be partners.’
The phone on the floor vibrated again. Seong-hyeon’s fingers twitched, as if reaching for it. The man picked up the phone and showed Seong-hyeon the screen.
‘Now, get ready to be my partner, Seong-hyeon.’
In that moment, Seong-hyeon reacted like a toy with new batteries.
‘Yes, honey.’
Smiling softly, Seong-hyeon began to undress with dry fingers. Whether due to the alcohol or another reason, his movements were slow and sometimes clumsy. But Honey simply waited. Finally, Seong-hyeon removed his shirt, revealing his bare chest. Honey reached out and gently poked his nipple, making Seong-hyeon flinch.
‘Our Seong-hyeon is so shy about his nipples. Just like old times.’
Honey’s neatly trimmed fingernail scratched at the area, causing the stimulated nipple to swell. He pinched and rolled the now-visible nipple between his fingers and murmured.
‘Remember how I used to tease you about your inverted nipples?’
The nipple, rubbed and pinched, grew warm and plump like a ripe fruit. Honey leaned down and flicked it with his tongue. Seong-hyeon moaned, tilting his head back, his fingers weakly grasping Honey’s broad shoulder, crumpling the fabric.
‘From now on, keep your nipples out all the time. It’ll make it easier for me to suck them.’
‘Mmm, ah….’
‘I’ll make your breasts beautiful, Seong-hyeon.’
‘Mmm, yes, please.’
Seong-hyeon’s hand slid up Honey’s firm shoulder and neck, grasping his soft hair. He arched his back, silently asking for more, and Honey chuckled. The vibrations sent shivers through Seong-hyeon, making his hips twitch. Honey moved to the other nipple, still buried in flesh, and sucked hard.
‘Ah!’
Seong-hyeon gasped, his hips bucking. Honey supported him, quickly removing his pants and underwear. Seong-hyeon’s legs trembled at the sudden exposure. Honey’s hand gently stroked his thigh before cupping his soft penis.
‘This is Seong-hyeon’s clit.’
‘Ah… clit.’
‘Yes. Seong-hyeon’s clit. It only responds to me now.’
Honey’s voice was gentle and patient, like explaining to a child. He slowly massaged the soft flesh, feeling it harden under his touch. His fingernail lightly scratched the surface of Seong-hyeon’s growing erection.
‘When I touch it, it feels good.’
‘Mmm….’
‘And it gets hard when you think of me.’
‘Yes, ah, Seong-hyeon’s clit, ah, honey, please!’
Honey pressed firmly around the urethra, making Seong-hyeon squirm. He grabbed Seong-hyeon’s legs, lifting them onto his shoulders. Seong-hyeon’s lower body was now close to Honey’s face. His long, strong fingers pressed firmly around the tight entrance.
‘This is Seong-hyeon’s pussy now.’
Honey spat on the pale hole, his finger circling the entrance before pushing inside.
‘A cute pussy that loves my cock.’
‘Ah!’
Seong-hyeon shuddered but didn’t resist. The finger moved slowly, caressing the inner walls.
‘From now on, I’ll keep fucking this hole until it’s nicely shaped, like a real pussy.’
The hole was tight, barely accommodating one finger. Honey gently rubbed the rim with his thumb, as if soothing it.
‘I’ll fuck you every day so you can easily take my cock.’
‘Ah, ah!’
As the finger delved deeper, Seong-hyeon gasped, his hips bucking. A second finger entered, stretching him wider. The sound of flesh against flesh filled the room, and Seong-hyeon’s moans grew louder and more desperate.
‘Ah, ah!’
The fingers moved more easily now, and a third finger slipped inside. The hole gaped open, revealing a glimpse of red flesh within. Honey breathed heavily, his voice ragged.
‘Seong-hyeon’s pussy is so fucking hot.’
Unable to wait any longer, Honey freed his erection, thick and long. He pulled his fingers out, leaving the hole gaping, and thrust inside in one swift motion.
‘Ahhh!’
Seong-hyeon’s legs spread wide, his body trembling with pleasure. Suddenly, the memory faded, and Seong-hyeon was jolted back to reality. A strange sensation buzzed on his lower abdomen, accompanied by an unfamiliar mechanical hum. But more than that, he envied the Seong-hyeon in his memory. He wanted Honey inside him too.
“Seong-hyeon.”
Honey’s hand gently stroked his disheveled hair.
“We’re making your womb, but you keep getting hard.”
At the same time, Honey’s firm grip wrapped around Seong-hyeon’s erection.
“Fuck, it’s not… ah, it’s because… you…”
“Because of me?”
“Yes, ah, honey, I was remembering… ah! The first time you fucked me!”
Before he could finish, a long finger pushed into his hole. Starved for attention, the hole eagerly sucked in the intrusion.
‘Ah!’
“You’re getting excited remembering when I fucked you?”
The long, hard finger ravaged the inside of the hole, rubbing against the soft, wet flesh. The sensation overwhelmed Seong-hyeon, making his eyes roll back and his breath hitch.
“Ah, ah! Deeper, more…!”
Desperate to take the fingers deeper, Seong-hyeon struggled against his restraints, but his body remained firmly secured. It was frustrating. He wanted to be filled completely, to be cherished and loved until he couldn’t breathe.
“Just a little longer, Seong-hyeon.”
Honey’s voice was sweet as candy, soothing Seong-hyeon’s impatience.
“Once your womb is ready, I’ll give you my cock.”
“Yes, honey, your cock…!”
Just saying the word made his mouth water. He wanted it so badly, to spread his legs and take it all in.
Bzzzz. The vibrating sound returned, mixing with Seong-hyeon’s moans. The doctor’s expressionless hands moved faster, urged on by Honey’s impatience. The pleasure washed over him, and memories of the day he agreed to be Honey’s partner flooded back.
Seong-hyeon remembered being impaled by Honey, crying out as his legs wrapped tightly around Honey’s waist. His body was lifted effortlessly, taking Honey deeper inside. Seong-hyeon’s body convulsed with pleasure, his head thrown back in ecstasy. Honey’s strong arms held him firmly, veins standing out on his muscular forearms.
Ah, ah, ah! With each thrust, Seong-hyeon clung desperately to Honey’s neck. His toes curled and released as waves of pleasure coursed through him. With a final cry, “Ah!”, Seong-hyeon’s body went limp, collapsing in Honey’s arms. Honey gently stroked Seong-hyeon’s back, lowering him to the floor. The shift in angle pushed his cock even deeper inside. As Honey lifted Seong-hyeon’s hips, semen trickled out of his gaping hole. Turning Seong-hyeon around, Honey embraced him from behind, kissing his ear and neck. Seong-hyeon, flushed with happiness, grinned and pressed his backside against Honey.
In the living room, a large photo hung on the wall, capturing that very moment. Honey, reaching around to fondle Seong-hyeon’s chest, stood up. His still-hard cock slipped out of Seong-hyeon’s hole with a wet sound. Seong-hyeon looked up at him with glistening eyes.
‘…’
‘Wait, Seong-hyeon. Let’s change positions.’
Honey kissed the top of Seong-hyeon’s head gently before standing up. His muscular abdomen and erect cock filled Seong-hyeon’s vision. Mesmerized, Seong-hyeon stared at Honey’s cock, then paused. Behind Honey, he glimpsed the living room cabinet, and on it… a high school yearbook?
Suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind, and another memory surfaced.
‘Yes. My name. If you remember my name, Seong-hyeon, everything will be unlocked.’
‘If you’re so curious, just look in the yearbook.’
The yearbook. Shit, how could he have forgotten about that?
The loud mechanical noise had vanished at some point. The doctor, with his vacant stare, was nowhere to be seen. Seong-hyeon felt a burning pain and looked down. The white skin of his lower abdomen was now adorned with a pattern that made his heart sink. A womb. A uterus. The design that Honey had always talked about was now etched onto his skin.
“You did well, Seong-hyeon.”
Honey kissed the top of Seong-hyeon’s head.
“I sent the doctor away so I could apply the ointment myself.”
Honey’s firm fingers, coated with a translucent ointment, gently rubbed Seong-hyeon’s lower abdomen, soothing the burning sensation. His fingers, slick with the ointment, lightly gripped Seong-hyeon’s penis, which was dripping with clear fluid. As Honey’s hand moved gently up and down, Seong-hyeon moaned, his hole twitching. This is Seong-hyeon’s clit. It feels good when I touch it. A clit? Fuck, why am I…
“Ah!”
Seong-hyeon gasped as a wet sensation filled his hole, his mouth opening wide. Honey had positioned himself between Seong-hyeon’s widely spread legs, his tongue deeply penetrating Seong-hyeon’s entrance. Seong-hyeon’s gaze met Honey’s, who looked up at him with a soft smile.
“Since you’ve been so good, it’s time for your reward.”
Seong-hyeon blushed deeply, captivated by Honey’s gentle smile. The sensation of Honey’s tongue barely entering his hole made his insides ache for more. He wanted something hotter, bigger, longer, and harder.
“Not that,” Seong-hyeon stammered, looking down at Honey. “Give me your cock, fuck.”
Surprised, Honey chuckled and stood up. The sound of his zipper going down made Seong-hyeon’s mouth water, and the sight of Honey’s cock made him grin. But then he paused. No, fuck, not now. I need to remember that bastard’s name…
“Ah!”
Honey’s cock thrust deeply into Seong-hyeon’s already loosened hole. Like the Seong-hyeon in his memories, he moaned in pleasure, his head pressing back against the chair. Still restrained, Seong-hyeon’s face contorted in ecstasy as Honey’s cock moved roughly inside him. Ah, it feels so good, Honey’s cock is inside me, rubbing me, ah, yes. I want to get pregnant, have Honey’s baby. Even as he muttered filthy words, a voice in the back of his mind whispered urgently.
This isn’t the time. Hurry, remember that bastard’s name.
With each deep thrust, the large head of Honey’s cock rubbed against his sensitive insides, sending waves of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm his senses. A sharp pain shot through his chest as Honey twisted the nipple ring on his left side. A sob-like moan escaped his lips. The room filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding, and Seong-hyeon’s mind raced.
No, no. It’s okay. It’s still okay.
A sharp pleasure shot through his chest, where the ring was twisted. A sob-like moan escaped his lips. The room filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding, and Seong-hyeon’s mind raced.
Disappear, Seong-hyeon. Only the man’s voice remains, calling your name as if he can’t bear how much he adores you.
In that moment.
All reason fades, leaving only the instinct to chase pleasure.
Yes, it’s okay. Once you remember that bastard’s name, everything will be unlocked. Everything will be fine.
So when you go back.
Just find the yearbook.
Then everything will be okay………
