PAHO 33
by mimi“Let go, of this, fuck, you crazy bastard, let go of my arm!”
Nam Gyeonhwa, whose eyebrows crumpled fiercely at the sensation against his palm, violently struck the arm away. Na Taebeom, who calmly ignored the intense struggle, pulled hard on the wrist he had seized. Nam Gyeonhwa, who suppressed a groan at the grip that felt like it would tear his shoulder blade out, forcefully shook it off and twisted his body.
“Ah!”
Before he could get out of the ring, his ankle was caught. Na Taebeom, who had dragged Nam Gyeonhwa back, pinned him down and slapped him hard across the cheek. His ear rang at once, and the pressure in his eyes made the area around them grow warm.
“I told you I don’t like hitting faces.”
“Then you shouldn’t have hit it.”
“You’re not listening to me.”
You bastard, worse than a dog. Nam Gyeonhwa glared at Na Taebeom with eyes full of venom. Every time he swallowed, he could taste a salty, fishy flavor in his throat.
“What, the hell, do you want from me.”
It was a voice that sounded as if it were being squeezed out. Na Taebeom, who was silently looking down at Nam Gyeonhwa, burst into a dry laugh.
“You just told me a moment ago. That you’d do anything.”
“I took the beating for ten minutes without a word, just like the condition. So what’s your motive for suddenly changing the subject now?”
“I said I’d consider it, I never said I’d grant the favor.”
“Are you, playing word games now?”
“No.”
Na Taebeom leaned down and flicked his nose with his finger.
“Doggie, you seem to be misunderstanding something. There are more than one or two guys who beg just to see my face like you do. And most of them don’t come empty-handed.”
“…”
“On the other hand, doggie, what do you have to offer? Huh? You just growl at the slightest provocation, and bark fiercely.”
In an instant, the smile completely vanished from his face, which was submerged in the backlight, looking grim and murderous. He gripped him tightly under the chin and licked his lips.
“So, I’m giving you a chance to at least work your body well since that’s all you have.”
A chance, my ass.
“Or should we just call this whole thing off?”
At those words, a look of dismay colored his eyes, which had been as cold and hard as refined iron. A mischievous smile formed all over Na Taebeom’s face as he silently looked down.
“You don’t want that, do you?”
His attitude showed he was itching to humiliate him. But what could he do? It was his own will and choice to come and ask this man for help, knowing he was an insane scumbag. And it was undeniable that he had no one else to ask for protection but Na Taebeom. Nam Gyeonhwa, biting his lip hard, spoke in a choked voice.
“…You have to, get off me for me to do anything.”
“I’m afraid you’ll bite.”
He has no problem spouting such nonsense.
“…Don’t, go back on your word this time.”
Nam Gyeonhwa, who had snapped fiercely, did not pull his captured wrist away but instead spread his hand wide and gripped the side of his thigh. The member, which must have gotten hard at some point, felt heavy through the fabric of the pants.
“Umm.”
Na Taebeom, who frowned as if he were quite displeased with the slight rubbing over his clothes, pulled his hand and shoved it inside his pants.
“Do it properly.”
In a situation he couldn’t escape from, Nam Gyeonhwa swallowed a sigh. If he refused now, he would just end up getting beaten up for nothing. He’d already sucked him off on their first meeting, so what was the big deal about touching him with his hand?
Nam Gyeonhwa moved his hand inside the pants and fumbled around his crotch. The sweat-soaked pants clung tightly to his skin, making them difficult to remove, so after a few fumbling attempts, he finally managed to pull them down. As if it had been waiting, a piece of flesh popped out, giving off a warm body odor. A mix of soap or flower scent and the smell of a medicated patch mingled with the smell of sweat, and he reflexively swallowed his saliva.
The cock, which he was seeing for the second time today, was still so monstrously large that its majesty was overwhelming. How could it be so heavy, even if it was erect? Given his already thick thighs, it was at a level where one would wonder how he even carried such a thing around.
Nam Gyeonhwa placed his thumb on the tip and gently wrapped it around the penis. As he rubbed it lightly, the soft foreskin peeled back, and the smooth glans, like a ripe fruit, popped out. Taking a breath, he applied pressure to his palm and began to move it up and down.
“Umm, good, like that.”
Since it was quite erect, just a few light grips and shakes were enough to quickly moisten the top of the glans. The bodily fluid that flowed down the shaft made even his palm sticky. Na Taebeom, who let out a low sigh, suddenly pushed his hips forward slightly.
“Stick out, your tongue.”
The tip touched his firmly closed lips. Nam Gyeonhwa, who had been gnawing on his lower lip, finally opened his mouth slowly and stuck out his tongue. Na Taebeom brought the glans to his extended tongue and poked it as if tapping. It was a gesture that made it clear what he wanted without him having to ask. Nam Gyeonhwa obediently extended his tongue long and swept it up the slit in the middle of the glans. Then, the thick thigh muscles that were pressing down heavily on both his arms twitched and rose slightly.
“Haah, fuck.”
At the sound of his breath mixed with a vulgar curse, Nam Gyeonhwa moved his hand faster while wrapping his tongue around the tip and rubbing it in circles from side to side. Every time his energized tongue tickled the urethral opening, the veins bulging on the shaft pulsed, showing off their vigor.
Suddenly, Na Taebeom pressed down on Nam Gyeonhwa’s eyes and his hips trembled greatly with a rough moan. Before he could avoid it, semen spurted into his mouth.
“Haah.”
Na Taebeom, who let out a long, ecstatic exclamation as if satisfied, finally removed the hand that had been covering his eyes. Nam Gyeonhwa, who was covered in semen from his mouth to his nose, was trembling, unable to even close his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and hesitated as if taking bitter medicine, then reluctantly swallowed the semen down his throat. Na Taebeom watched the scene with a face full of curiosity. From the throat that twitched like a drenched vulva, to the Adam’s apple that bobbed as the semen went down the esophagus, the whole series of movements made his breathing grow heavy.
“What, are you doing, now?”
Before he could feel relieved from the pressure on his chest, Na Taebeom moved down and grabbed the backs of his knees, pulling them apart. He finally wedged his body between his thighs and unceremoniously unbuckled his pants.
“Na Taebeom!”
“Fuck.”
Unlike his urgent hands, the pants did not come off easily as the skin was chafed from sweat. His lips twitching as if annoyed, he eventually grabbed the front of the pants and tore them apart with all his might.
Riiip, the pants turned into rags with a dull sound and fell to the floor. Nam Gyeonhwa, shaking his head, said as if in lament.
“You said, you don’t do it with men.”
“It’s my decision.”
Na Taebeom, licking his lips, finally rubbed his cock against the now fully exposed inner thigh. The hard sensation of flesh against moist skin gave him goosebumps.
Suddenly, horrible scenes that pierced his mind swirled dizzily before his eyes. Official toilet of Yanggang Prison. The laughing faces scribbling on his stomach and thighs with a ballpoint pen faded in and out of focus. His stomach churned with a discomfort as if insects were squirming throughout his organs.
When he blinked his eyes open and shut, the disgusting afterimages were replaced by the overwhelming reality before him. No matter how much he kicked and screamed and pushed, this body would not be pushed away. Nam Gyeonhwa, biting his lip until it bled, reached out and grabbed Na Taebeom’s wrist, which was pressing down on his thigh.
“It won’t, go in.”
“What are you talking about.”
“If you just, shove it in like that, it won’t go in.”
Half of it was true, and half was an exaggeration. If he shoved it in with force, it would go in somehow, but there would be more than enough blood. If he couldn’t stop the insertion, he at least wanted to avoid the position of being on his back on the floor.
“I’ll, do it.”
“You will?”
“If you just stay still, I’ll take care of it.”
Na Taebeom frowned at the unexpected suggestion.
“Are you, trying to trick me so you can run away?”
“What’s the point of running away now, after getting my ass beat for ten minutes straight and sucking you off.”
At the calm self-assessment, Na Taebeom silently looked down at Nam Gyeonhwa. His sweat-drenched face was pale as if he had been startled by something, and his eyes were gloomy. It certainly didn’t seem like he had any other ulterior motives, but apart from that, it seemed he had a different plan.
After a short silence, Na Taebeom grabbed both of Nam Gyeonhwa’s wrists and leaned back. In contrast to him lying on the floor, Nam Gyeonhwa’s body was perched on his stomach.
“Go on, then.”
It was a blunt acceptance, but he still held onto his wrists tightly. It was a silent pressure, a warning not to even think about running away. He let it be, thinking that asking him to let go of his hands as well might provoke his ill temper.
Nam Gyeonhwa first bent his knees to make insertion easier, then glanced around with the corner of his eye. There was no way there would be a condom in the middle of the arena, and even less likely that there would be gel. At this point, the only way was to stimulate the penis like before to make the outer skin slippery enough with bodily fluid.
Nam Gyeonhwa spread his thighs as wide as possible, then pressed his groin against the already prominent penis and rubbed it with a bouncing motion. It hadn’t been long since he had ejaculated, but the penis was already menacingly erect. He sandwiched the penis between his thighs and moved his body back and forth while slowly grinding his crotch.
“Hah, mmm.”
Na Taebeom, who had furrowed his brow, let out a thick sigh. Taking advantage of the moment when the grip on his wrist loosened, Nam Gyeonhwa freed his right hand and opened his mouth to suck on three of his fingers. Because he had inserted them deep enough to touch his uvula, saliva pooled reflexively.
After swirling his fingers in his mouth a few times, he pulled them out, and a cough he had been holding back burst out. Forcibly swallowing the cough, he lowered his saliva-slick fingers and fumbled with his backside.
“Heut.”
The moment he pushed his fingers into the parted opening, a strange feeling spread through his stomach from the foreign sensation. The tightly closed hole was snug with just one finger. But to insert that menacing cock, he had to loosen the inside somehow. For Na Taebeom, it would be over once he fucked and came, but for the one being penetrated, it wouldn’t just end with being fucked and came in.
“Haah, ah.”
Nam Gyeonhwa, who had squeezed his eyes shut, pushed his fingers in a little deeper. He fumbled the inner walls with his bent fingers and repeatedly tensed and relaxed his sphincter while moving his hand up and down. The inner walls, which had seemed unyielding to the repeated pressure, slowly began to relax.
“Ugh, heuk.”
When he pushed three fingers in at once, his lower abdomen trembled and his sphincter twitched. The sensation of the foreign object was certainly different compared to just one finger. Nam Gyeonhwa, who stretched his neck long, licked his lips while repeatedly moving his fingers in and out of his hole. The sloshing sound from his once-tight entrance gradually grew louder. It would be better if he could loosen up a bit more, but seeing his fiercely scowling face, it seemed he wouldn’t be able to wait any longer.
Nam Gyeonhwa, biting his lip hard, spread his butt cheeks with his index and middle fingers to widen the hole as much as possible, then aimed for the top of the fully swollen and twitching penis and tapped it lightly.
The moment he felt the tip slightly catch on the opening, he grabbed the penis and lowered his hips. The penis, given momentum by the weighted movement, parted the narrow inner walls and invaded inside.
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