“Huh?”
“Anything I should know about.”
Anything he should know… Jiwon looked at Yoon Jaemin. Yoon Jaemin was still smiling, overjoyed. Since Jiwon had asked Yoon Jaemin to keep it a secret, he couldn’t tell Lee Jak.
“No.”
“I see. Understood. Oh, here, take this book.”
“Huh?”
Lee Jak handed him a book. Jiwon took it. It looked familiar. He read the title aloud.
“101 Positions for Ecstatic Sex, Volume 2.”
“Kim Seonghee insisted you read this carefully. He said it’s a book he treasures, so handle it with care.”
Ah. Jiwon remembered. It was the book Kim Seonghee had been reading in his documentary. But there was a second volume? Jiwon opened the book. It was a hardcover, unnecessarily large, with thick pages and full-color illustrations.
“Oh my god…”
Inside were truly 101 positions and tips—all for sex between men. So that’s why it was Volume 2. The first must have been popular, so they released a new version. Jiwon couldn’t finish reading the first page and quickly closed the book. He couldn’t bring himself to read it. It felt like he was being forced to open the door to a world he didn’t know.
“Tell him… thank you.”
“He said to call him after you read it. And to pick out your favorite positions.”
Jiwon squeezed his eyes shut. Kim Seonghee was definitely not in his right mind.
Yoon Jaemin let out a heavy sigh. “Haah… It seems there’s no other way. I have a request. Please, grant me the chance to suck the Leader’s cock!”
“Huh? What did you say?”
“Please share your happiness with me too. I beg you!”
Yoon Jaemin knelt down, pressing his forehead to the floor as he pleaded. Seong Jiwon didn’t know what to do.
“Leader, my grandfather is very ill. Sometimes he hovers between life and death. I became a doctor because of him, but modern medicine can’t fully heal him.”
“Yoon Jaemin…”
“But you are different, aren’t you? You are a god. With the power of happiness, anything is possible. I will make you happy. And in return, please use that power to heal my grandfather.”
This was something Jiwon couldn’t possibly do. If modern medicine couldn’t help, how could he? But Yoon Jaemin, kneeling before him, believed in him more than anyone—believed he was truly a god, an omnipotent being who could do anything with the power of happiness.
“The day after I witnessed your first public sermon, my grandfather’s condition improved.”
That was just a coincidence. Jiwon wanted to say so, but he couldn’t. He was the Leader now, and with Lee Jak absent, he didn’t want to risk making things worse by saying the wrong thing.
“After the public sermon with Kim Seonghee, he got even better.”
That, too, was surely just a coincidence.
“Leader, I promised Kim Seonghee that I would serve as your personal physician without taking a single penny. I don’t ask for much. Just a little happiness is all I need. Leader, please share your happiness with me.”
Yoon Jaemin pressed his forehead to the floor again, his voice desperate. Jiwon didn’t know what to do. If Lee Jak were here, he would have handled it somehow, but he wasn’t. This was the first time Jiwon had to face such a situation alone. But asking Lee Jak for advice now would be strange.
“Leader…”
When Jiwon remained silent, Yoon Jaemin, growing anxious, grabbed Jiwon’s calf and begged. His glasses slipped, so he took them off and placed them on the table. Yoon Jaemin was crying. Jiwon’s heart softened at the thought that someone was crying because of him.
“…Just this once.”
“Thank you! Leader, thank you so much!!”
If it was about sucking his cock, hadn’t he been doing that since he came here? Unfortunately, Jiwon was getting used to it. He let out a small sigh and spread his legs. Yoon Jaemin sat close between them, his breath touching Jiwon’s bare skin.
“The Leader’s cock is truly beautiful. It’s soft like peach fuzz and smells like peaches. Thank you for letting me suck it. I’m truly grateful. I’ll do it with all my heart.”
“Please… just be quiet…”
Jiwon was so embarrassed he couldn’t stand it. The body wash in the Leader’s bathroom was peach-scented.
“If I keep my mouth shut, I won’t be able to suck it. Ah, you mean I should start right away. Yes, I’m slow to understand. I’ll begin now.”
Yoon Jaemin finally stopped talking. He buried his face in Jiwon’s crotch and took his cock into his mouth. The wet, warm sensation made Jiwon sigh involuntarily. Yoon Jaemin swirled his tongue around the cock, rubbing the tip against the roof of his mouth.
“Ngh…”
Chuup, chuup, chuup—the sound of sucking and licking continued. Jiwon’s waist went slack, his toes twitching. He didn’t know if Yoon Jaemin was good at it, but he was certainly persistent. Yoon Jaemin filled his mouth with Jiwon’s cock, sucking hard while rubbing his own erection through his pants. Getting off on sucking another man’s cock—this guy was definitely not normal, Jiwon thought.
“Ah, ahh…”
Jiwon’s vision blurred, his knees buckling on their own. It wasn’t the first time a man he’d just met was sucking his cock, but he didn’t think he’d ever get used to it. Yoon Jaemin fondled Jiwon’s balls, urging him to cum.
“Ah—!”
The ticklish sensation on his sensitive spots was too much; Jiwon came. Yoon Jaemin swallowed the mix of his own saliva and Jiwon’s cum without hesitation. Jiwon, dazed by the sudden pleasure, forced his heavy eyelids open and looked at Yoon Jaemin. He wore an expression of pure ecstasy.
“Thank you. Truly, thank you, Leader.”
“Haa…”
His body went limp. This was why he had no stamina left. Yoon Jaemin carefully licked Jiwon’s cock clean, then picked up the Leader’s robe and dressed him. Too weak to resist, Jiwon let him do as he pleased. Yoon Jaemin looked delighted, buttoning up the robe one by one as he rambled on.
“The Leader’s cock is truly delicious and wonderful. It tastes like happiness itself. The size and thickness are perfect. It suits you, Leader. You have a truly magnificent cock.”
“Please… just stop talking…”
“I’m sorry. I tend to talk a lot. But I don’t think talking too much is a bad thing. It’s good to honestly say what’s good. Leader, I truly respect and love you.”
After buttoning up the robe, Yoon Jaemin grabbed Jiwon’s waist and turned him to face him. He looked at Jiwon’s chest, still exposed through the open robe, and said,
“Next time, please let me do this too.”
“…No.”
There was no way he could say yes.
“Do you think my faith is lacking? Not at all. I will prove it to you. Leader. I promise to believe in and follow you.”
Yoon Jaemin knelt again, pressing his forehead to the floor, renewing his devotion. Jiwon could only blink slowly, his eyes heavy.
Yoon Jaemin said he would go to the bathroom to take care of himself, since he was also aroused. He left the Leader’s office, saying he’d use the building’s restroom. Come to think of it, the bathroom in the Leader’s office was for Jiwon’s use only.
A little later, Yoon Jaemin returned. Strangely, he seemed even more excited than before he left.
“The hospital called, Leader!”
“The hospital?”
Jiwon was too exhausted to do anything but sit on the sofa. Yoon Jaemin knelt before him again and began to cry.
“My grandfather… his condition has improved… Hic. I’m so happy. You really are like a god. No, you are a god!”
“Huh?”
Jiwon felt dazed and uneasy. A person’s condition could improve or worsen—it was natural. But Yoon Jaemin believed, without a shred of doubt, that it was all thanks to Jiwon. It made him feel a little sick.
If there really is a god, wouldn’t I be the one getting punished?
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
