LLU 53

Kim Junwoo was staring at me with bloodshot eyes and screaming. His entire body writhed madly as he cried.

…I’m sorry, Junwoo-ya.

For making you come all this way… for making you see this kind of sight… for getting you tangled up with Choi Junghan, I’m sorry…

It felt like someone was carving out my heart with a knife. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and opened them again. From eyes frozen coldly, no more tears came out.

I turned my gaze away from him and back to Choi Junghan. Just as I had done for the past few months, I opened my throat wide and took his hard member inside.

The thick cock that had just been stirring up my insides—I sucked and licked it like someone who felt no revulsion at all.

Slurp, slurp. I slowly moved my head back and forth to assist the stimulation of his cock. When taking it in, I opened my throat as wide as possible, and when the bumpy ridges on the surface of his cock scraped against the roof of my mouth as it withdrew, I pursed my lips tightly. I simply performed all the things I had learned countless times by taking his cock in my mouth and with my body.

No matter how much he charged in like a stallion dosed with aphrodisiacs, it would probably take eight or nine times—yes, maybe ten. Once he had squeezed out enough semen, the anger and heat that had boiled up to his limit would subside.

I would carry out that process without any resistance. So that he could find no fault whatsoever in our promise that he would let Kim Junwoo go.

A low moan burst from above.

“Haha… so cute. This is exactly why I can’t help but adore you.”

Long, graceful fingers approached and stroked my hair. Toying with my ears and earlobes, he acted disgustingly like a lover would with Junghan.

More unbearable than accepting the cock that increasingly swelled in volume and hardness while ravaging my throat, more unbearable than kneeling awkwardly at his feet in a position that avoided stimulating my broken ankle, was something else. It was the fact that I did not knock away Choi Junghan’s touch as he handled me so preciously, as if I were something lovable.

“Uuk, uuk….”

“Haa….”

Choi Junghan did not hide his pleasure. As usual, he let out honest moans mixed with breaths, and sometimes he even made low, pleased chuckles.

At times his thighs hardened like stone, and when that happened, he lightly moved his hips. Holding onto his legs, I let tears stream down my eyes in rivers and simply endured the nausea and suffocation.

Suddenly a firm grip seized my hair.

“Come on, Oon-ah. Come here. Let’s show your friend in more detail.”

He giggled lowly. Slipping his hands under my armpits to support me, he lightly lifted me and moved me in front of Kim Junwoo.

I could feel Kim Junwoo’s rough breathing right in front of me as he crawled on the floor. Choi Junghan, who had closed the distance completely, gently stroked my hair. It was an order to resume the act.

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly. I decided to pretend he wasn’t there. I decided that Kim Junwoo’s wretched groans and muffled screams beside me were neither visible nor felt. Rather than having all four ankles broken out of pitiful, undeserving pity, it was better that only mine was broken.

Matching his demands, I licked and sucked his cock to make lewd, greedy sounds. Holding the thickly erect member, I moved my head with dazed, glazed eyes like someone obsessed with cock, performing fellatio.

“Good boy. But Oon-ah, you have to swallow it deeper. Yes, just like that.”

Choi Junghan commanded in an incomparably gentle voice. His tone delicately crossed between strictness and kindness. I did my absolute best to move according to the shifting boundaries he capriciously drew.

Even as tears and saliva streamed down my chin and neck, even as my breath caught and oxygen ran short and my vision blurred dizzily, I simply sucked his cock mechanically. He tormented and drove me like that.

Yes, this was perhaps punishment I was giving myself. Punishment for dragging Kim Junwoo here like an utter idiot, fool, moron. Punishment for forgetting my resolve to never let the two of them get entangled and committing such reckless stupidity.

So I deserved to be treated this way. Showing that kid—the one who liked me—the reality of me: a guy who couldn’t even wear a single thread, sucking his stepbrother’s cock like a whore, was only right.

Suddenly he grabbed my hair and stopped the act. The cock that had been cruelly digging into the back of my throat withdrew from my mouth with a wet sound.

“Oon-ah. Does hyung’s cock taste good?”

“Uuk, urk, huu….”

“Hyung is asking you. You have to answer.”

A soft urging came down. With difficulty I opened my aching jaw and swollen lips to reply.

“…It, tastes good.”

“Yeah, I thought so. You’re going crazy for it especially today, huh? Must taste even better because it’s in front of your friend.”

He spoke in a playful voice and laughed.

“Then beg hyung for more cock.”

I squeezed my eyes shut deeply. Heat rose in tear ducts I thought had dried up. In an instant, sorrow and humiliation filled up and streamed down my cheeks.

“…Give me… more cock, please.”

The filthy words I spat out in a thin voice clearly reached Kim Junwoo’s ears without getting lost or faltering.

Kim Junwoo’s writhing intensified. Thick beads of sweat rolled down his soaked forehead. The moment I saw that, tears fell and plopped onto the floor. I squeezed my eyelids shut tightly to gather my scattered mind.

“Yeah, my cute little brother. Eating hyung’s cock so deliciously?”

Choi Junghan raised the end of his sentence mischievously. He slid the tip—which had been playfully rubbing against my lips, teeth, and gums—deeper inside.

Something thick and hard pushed in endlessly. Once again the brutal pistoning began. I simply held onto his thighs and endured the beastly act that violated my mouth without restraint. I suppressed the rising nausea again and again.

“Uuk! U, uuk….”

By the time the streaming tears mixed messily with the saliva wetting my chin, his hip movements stopped. The expected act was one of two things. Either he would make me swallow it all, or he would shoot it all over my face without missing a drop.

He grabbed my hair and slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. Today it was the latter. Probably to show Kim Junwoo.

The disgusting liquid clung evenly to my features. Receiving the hot semen splattered across my entire face, I breathed in harsh, ragged gasps.

“Looks good. Oon-ah.”

I slowly opened my eyes. My upturned gaze met his.

“You want to kill me right now, don’t you. Looking at me with those eyes while covered in my cum.”

“…….”

“You really turn me on. No matter how much I fuck you… I’m still thirsty.”

Choi Junghan laughed out loud. For a long while he playfully smeared the semen across my face. I sat still and endured it. Until the sticky, fishy semen had thoroughly soaked every inch of my face.

After finishing his play, he bent down and suddenly kissed my lips. Even though the smell of semen rose thickly from my face, he paid it no mind. Wetly and greedily, he sucked my tongue and licked inside my mouth. He thrust his tongue—hard as his cock—into my mouth and stole my breath.

Had Choi Junghan ever kissed me so obsessively before? I couldn’t breathe. Oxygen ran so short that my head spun dizzily.

Like a madman, he held my face and ravaged my mouth. Lewder sounds than when I had sucked his cock echoed through the room.

“Haa, hup, ah… stop.”

Finally unable to endure, I panted and pushed him away. Then Choi Junghan pulled me up to my feet. The sensation of my body floating made me dizzy. For a moment a small scream leaked out, afraid he would make me stand on my swollen ankle.

But Choi Junghan immediately lifted me into his arms and fixed my legs around his waist. With one leg injured, fear rose that I would fall. Reflexively I had no choice but to wrap my arms around Choi Junghan’s neck and grip tightly. He pulled his lips into a deep smile.

“Yes, that’s right. Cling to me like that.”

His low, sweet voice praised me. At the gentle, coaxing tone, I suddenly wanted to cry.

Was the reason for this inexplicable surge of emotion the sorrow for this unforgettable moment, or was it murderous intent toward Choi Junghan that words could not express? Or was it because of his endlessly gentle touch that didn’t fit the situation at all…?

He began kissing me again. I felt something flowing from my widely exposed private parts and hurriedly clenched my buttocks, but it was no use. Inside muscles tensed hard, the semen that had pooled inside until moments ago slowly trickled out. The sensation of the thick liquid dripping—plop, plop—onto the floor made me feel utterly wretched.

In front of Kim Junwoo, naked, clinging to him, mixing tongues, dripping semen between my buttocks in a manner worse than a dog, I made a decision. A clear and definite goal condensed inside me like an ice pillar.

Someday, I would kill Choi Junghan.

Since all morality, self-respect, and human dignity inside me had now vanished, I too would use any means, any method, to bring him to death.

“You’re clinging so hotly today.”

Pulling his lips away, he smirked.

“Don’t look at me like that—I’ll fuck you anyway, so don’t worry.”

Rubbing our noses together, he whispered. Choi Junghan’s eyes and voice were horrific. They were exactly like a lover’s who would spend a long night endlessly tasting and devouring each other’s bodies.

The firm tip of his cock touched the wet, quivering entrance. The opening that had forcibly accepted him earlier now flexibly took in the foreign object, but instinctively I could not help trembling with the fear that assaulted me.

An unbelievably thick thing slowly split my pelvis and entered. My clenched jaw trembled finely. It felt like I was hanging off a cliff, being skewered through the body with a long spear.

“Hah, aah…!”

“It’s okay. Oon-ah, you have to breathe.”

Choi Junghan patted my back gently as if soothing a child. Then, supporting my buttocks, he began moving his hips.

The pillar that slowly pierced through me withdrew with a wet squelch. He thrust so deeply that his balls pressed against my buttocks, then pulled out until only the tip remained, and plunged back inside fully, repeating the motion.

The sensation of his cock prying me open and withdrawing was so vivid and sharp I could picture it clearly. Clinging to him, I trembled desperately.