LLU 33

“His habit of talking is really something else.”

A roundly swollen lower belly. An restless, fidgety expression. Probably because he had made a big mistake a few hours ago, the kid looked extremely desperate as if his situation was urgent.

Junghan rose from the bed. He leisurely blocked Un, who was struggling and trying somehow to escape his embrace and head to the bathroom.

“Please let me go quickly. Please let me go. You should beg like that.”

“I don’t have the time to play word games with you, so move!”

The kid, pushing with exhausted hands against the body that stood firm like a mountain, shouted in frustration as if all his strength had drained away. Junghan paid it no mind and stroked the boy’s hair while whispering.

“Try acting cute and see.”

“What, what more do you want me to do. Speak so I can understand!”

“You should start learning to use your mouth properly now.”

He grabbed Un’s hair with long fingers. He firmly pressed the small head down toward his own crotch.

“Suck it.”

Un jerked his body back and looked up at him with widened eyes. As if he couldn’t believe it. He kept spitting curses, pounding his fists against Junghan’s stomach and thighs, throwing a tantrum. The way he acted was quite cute, so Junghan didn’t scold him and just let it be.

However.

“Aren’t you in a hurry to relieve yourself? I won’t change my mind.”

He urged leisurely in that manner. Whether the boy would make a mistake right in front of him or satisfy him with his mouth like a proper person and then relieve himself in the bathroom in a human way—it was entirely up to Un.

Hurry up. Junghan swept back the kid’s sweat-dampened forehead with a soft voice, urging him. Un contorted his face as much as possible, biting his lip and breathing heavily in resentment. Perhaps his urge really had reached its limit, because he couldn’t even properly resist anymore. The curled toes had turned pale white.

“If, if you put that filthy thing in my mouth. I’ll bite it off for you.”

“I told you I like tools, didn’t I? Since there’s something worth pulling your teeth out for, endure it.”

Un screamed. Get lost, don’t joke around with something like the bathroom—he practically wailed. Junghan faintly furrowed his brows and grabbed the hair of his wildly thrashing little brother.

“If you wanted to show me you pissing yourself with that adorable little dick of yours, you should have said so earlier. I guess I need to remember now that your taste is really on the hardcore side.”

“…You son of a bitch…, fuck!”

Un sobbed once again. It seemed that having a man’s cock forced into his mouth for the first time made him too embarrassed to even attempt it. Even though he had taken it in his back hole dozens of times.

Everything is difficult the first time. Junghan showed mercy and kindly undid his own buckle and pulled down the zipper with his hand. This would be the first and last time he personally prepared his cock to be sucked by the boy.

He gripped his half-erect flesh and brought it close to the kid’s lips. Releasing the painfully held hair, he stroked it gently again, soothing and coaxing.

“Hurry.”

“…Get it away.”

“Eat it nicely, and then we’ll go to the bathroom so you can pee.”

The last bit of pride he was trying to hold onto was utterly pathetic. A chuckle naturally leaked out. Un glared with a face dripping with humiliation, but eventually he let out a wretched, heartbreaking breath and closed his eyes.

“Do it… quickly. You son of a bitch.”

Tears streamed down from between his closed eyelids. At the same time, his lips parted shyly, like a new bride offering her body to her husband on their first night.

Junghan smiled deeply. The sight of him preparing to take the swollen cock into his mouth, lips already reddened and puffed, was beautiful. Even this boy’s lips looked like an organ made solely for sucking a man’s genitals.

The tiny opening was nowhere near enough to take something so fully swollen, but it didn’t matter. He gently stroked the lips with his thumb, then abruptly shoved it into the gap, forcing it open a little more.

“You have to open wider. If this touches your teeth, you’ll get punished hard.”

He whispered sweetly yet wetly. Looking down at the boy with eyes burning with heat, he pressed the tongue down firmly with his finger.

The kid frowned deeply as if nausea was rising. Junghan pulled his finger out and immediately pressed his cock against the lips. Rubbing the plump flesh against the transparent fluid dripping steadily, the boy clamped his mouth shut again like a clam.

What bad manners. Junghan clicked his tongue and yanked the hair backward. Startled by the sudden motion, Un’s lips parted wide. Junghan forced the thick, impatient thing through that gap.

“Ugh, …mmph!”

“Open. Open wider, Oon-ah. Show me your face while you suck it nicely.”

His voice trembled with delight. Another new expression of the child was being discovered. It was different from the pain-filled face he made when Junghan thrust deep into that narrow back hole.

With small, pretty lips, he struggled to hold the shaft, exhaling only hot breaths. It seemed shame overwhelmed pain, as the boy kept his trembling eyes downcast, unable to meet gazes. The humiliation in his eyes from having a cock in his mouth for the first time refused to fade. It was an obedient yet lewd sight.

How urgent must his need be for such a cute-tempered boy to behave this meekly. The roundly swollen lower belly, the constantly twitching waist, the pale fingers clutching the bedsheet tightly—all showed that his urge had reached its absolute limit, along with his completely resigned attitude.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Later you’ll be the one crawling over first, begging me to let you suck it.”

“Mmph, hu….”

When the boy tried to flare up again, Junghan grabbed his hair and shoved deeper. In an instant the thick shaft plunged into the tender mouth. Un’s eyes widened greatly, and at the same time the soft membrane wrapped around the cock vibrated intensely.

The pleasure was so strong it made his lower belly tingle. Thump, thump. Holding the hair tightly, he thrust hard twice. In an instant tears overflowed from Un’s eyes. Watching the saliva drip steadily out from his lips, Junghan licked his own lips with his tongue. Chewing and swallowing poorly formed curses, Junghan did not stop violating the boy’s mouth.

The inside of the throat trembled violently, kneading his cock. He had expected it, but Un’s mouth was just as lewd as his lower mouth. Junghan squinted and buried himself even deeper, again and again.

“Huu…. So fucking lewd. That’s why I can’t let you out.”

The choked screams were muffled by the mercilessly thrusting flesh. Junghan pressed the boy—face bright red, limbs flailing—down onto the bed. Straddling his chest, he straightened his waist and slammed down relentlessly.

The boy’s eyes gradually rolled upward as he held the cock in his mouth. Desperate breaths that couldn’t fully escape through his nose vibrated and boiled inside his throat. He prodded the inside of the throat even more violently, deeper and deeper. For a moment the boy’s eyes opened wide and he shook his head.

No, he tried to shake it.

“…….”

Behind Junghan, the clear sound of liquid burst out.

He stopped his waist movements. Turning his head, he took in every single detail of the sight of the boy offering his mouth while urinating right in front of him.

The liquid drew a parabola as it poured to the floor with a trickling sound. That spectacle lasted quite a while.

When the stream finally stopped, reason slowly returned to the boy’s face, which had been on the verge of losing consciousness. Soon Un’s face, pale as death, twisted horribly. The stunned realization that he had finally done it, and the humiliation of having committed a mistake lower than human, were collapsing the boy’s mind.

“Haha.”

The moment he saw that face, intense pleasure and the urge to climax surged rapidly. Junghan resumed the stopped waist movements. He fucked so deeply that his balls slapped against the boy’s face with wet smacks.

The boy couldn’t even scream. He couldn’t clench his teeth, couldn’t turn his head. Offering his sticky throat that clung tightly to the cock, he merely flailed both hands desperately in the air.

The tender throat, plugged by the huge shaft, convulsed repeatedly. Dark pupils rolled upward. The hands that had been striking Junghan’s body now barely managed to clutch the bedsheet.

“Guhk, kuh… heuk….”

The pale, beautiful face was thrown back as far as it could go while gasping. Looking at the boy’s mouth—glistening and wet with flowing pre-cum and saliva—Junghan licked his own lips again. The more he thrust, the stronger the thirst grew; it was truly a strange and luscious body.

He wanted to invade even deeper. He wanted to pierce through the throat and bury himself deep into the boy’s stomach. With this boy’s body, there should be no place—above or below—where his cock couldn’t enter and exit. He should be able to violate and possess him anytime, anywhere, however he wanted.

“Ugh… kuh.”

When Un’s moans became as steep as someone hanging off a cliff’s edge, Junghan ejaculated deep inside the throat. Receiving and swallowing every drop of the hot liquid poured in without mercy, Un’s eyelids fluttered. Wet, clumped eyelashes fluttered like torn butterfly wings.

“…Ha.”

Eyes lowered loosely with satisfaction obsessively devoured the face wrapped around his genitals. Violating the flower-like boy with his gaze, he savored an unbearably sweet afterglow.

Junghan reluctantly pulled his cock out from deep inside the boy’s throat. For him, that was considerable restraint. There would be many days ahead to teach and enjoy, so he thought this was enough for now. He wanted to push past the throat and into the stomach, but doing so might permanently break his cute kitten.

“Heuk, ugh, kuh, heuk….”

Un curled up, making beast-like sounds as he suffered. Only after a long while did he cough violently and spit out breaths. The sight of him looking even more miserable than when his throat was being choked satisfied Junghan, who waited with a faint smile until the boy recovered.

“Crazy bastard…, I’ll kill you. You son of a bitch….”

Barely regaining his senses, Un lifted his face—covered in all kinds of fluids—and snarled.

“After… kuh, huu, playing with me like this… you think you’ll be fine, you fucker… Who do you think you are, who are…!”

This was the first time seeing the boy so completely broken. Normally, no matter how much Junghan tormented him, Un would show remorse only briefly; once he escaped the situation, he would regain his spirit and spit curses again.

A pride that rarely showed signs of bending. Even without a shield to protect himself or a weapon in hand, he would charge forward tirelessly with vigor.

That Un was now completely losing reason and wailing. It wasn’t because a cock had been shoved down his throat. What the boy couldn’t endure right now was the very fact that he had pissed himself in front of Junghan.

Junghan savored the vivid sensation of destruction still lingering in his hand. Deep satisfaction elevated him. What he had personally destroyed with his own hands just now was the boy’s last shred of pride.

“Shh, calm down.”

Junghan stretched his lips into a long grin.

“I told you, you can make mistakes anytime. Just clean it up.”

He stroked the head of the crying, struggling boy, then left him as is and headed to the bathroom. Not only had he given thorough correction, but now he even had to wash him. He couldn’t shake the thought that he was always soft only toward this boy. Yet the more he mulled it over, the clearer it became that it was a pleasant fact.

As the water filled higher, a quiet joy also surged along with it. Junghan hummed as he came out of the bathroom. The kitten, exhausted from thrashing about, lay on the bed breathing heavily. When Junghan approached and scooped him up, the boy sobbed but didn’t try to attack.

How pitiful. After kissing the boy’s round head once more—looking completely drained of energy—Junghan lifted him fully.

“Put me down. You… son of a bitch.”

“Watch that pretty mouth. Unless you want your face shoved into the bathtub first.”

When gently warned, the boy shut that arrogant mouth. Perhaps because he had been violated right up to the point of his mind evaporating completely, Un seemed to have no strength left even to talk back. After washing him, putting him to sleep deeply, and feeding him well, he would regain energy and charge at him fiercely again. Imagining that made Junghan smirk.

Carrying the slender body, he entered the bathroom and sat the boy in the tub. The boy’s form, refracted in the warm water, looked even more fragile and wavering.

Junghan washed his hands, then slowly rolled up his sleeves and dipped his hand into the water. Like a loach searching for a narrow, dark place, his fingers already knew exactly where to go.

“Spread your legs.”

Cleaning up after himself personally too. But precious, pretty things always require a lot of care. Grabbing the boy’s limply hanging legs with both hands, he spread them, then pressed two fingers together and pushed them into the hole. At the sudden intrusion, the boy writhed again.

“Fuck, ha, stop! Don’t touch!”

“Stop wasting energy on pointless pride and stay still.”

Ignoring him, Junghan slowly worked his fingers in, scooping out the semen he had poured in thickly that morning. He had deliberately left it without cleaning earlier, thinking it would be quite enjoyable to imagine his semen flowing out of the boy’s body all day.

Lumps of semen came out endlessly. Watching the water grow cloudy, Un bit his lower lip hard with a reddened face. Twisting his beaten, swollen face, the boy shook his head.