PA 39

“Yes, yes.”

“Get out.”

With his hands clasped and bowing repeatedly, Yeongsik saw their urgent expressions and hurried out of the room. Yejun had to endure their sticky gazes, biting his lower lip hard. They positioned Yejun in the middle and began to strip off his clothes, one by one. Truly, their touch was so repulsive it was nauseating.

“You’re so pretty, so why are you so stiff? It can’t be your first time…”

“Um… may I use the restroom for a moment?”

“Why? To run away?”

“N-No.”

President Jo pushed the alcohol and food on the table to one corner, then lifted Yejun, who was stuttering in a flustered voice, and laid him on the table.

“W-Wait a moment.”

“This bastard is already scheming to bolt. I’ll have to teach him a good lesson.”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Hey! Spread this bastard’s legs.”

They grabbed Yejun’s long, white legs crudely and spread them wide apart. Yejun began to struggle, a mixture of shame and fear overwhelming him.

“Ah, no.”

“Fuck! What do you mean, no?”

“Do you know how much money we’ve spent on you?”

It was at that moment. The thick, large door shattered and someone appeared.

“Lee Yejun.”

The terribly broken door fell to the floor, and Junhyuk appeared with numerous bodyguards. Yejun, stripped naked in the secretly hidden room, was instantly flooded with unbearable shame.

“Who, who are you guys?”

President Jo instinctively flinched at the sight of Junhyuk, whose eyes had lost their focus, and shouted loudly. The bodyguards who followed Junhyuk in restrained President Jo and Director Park as if binding them and began to drag them away somewhere.

“You bastards, who are you? Let go of me!”

“What, what are you doing?”

In the room that had become quiet in an instant, Yejun picked up the clothes scattered on the floor with trembling hands. Junhyuk, who had been standing still for a long while, looked at Yejun with unfocused eyes and spoke in a low voice.

“Do you like getting famous like this?”

“…”

At Junhyuk’s very dry words, Yejun felt his heart drop for a moment. Yejun couldn’t say anything back to Junhyuk’s ice-cold gaze. He painstakingly suppressed the heavy emotions welling up in his chest and wiped away the ever-rising tears with the back of his hand.

“It’s none of your business.”

“Lee Yejun.”

Yejun wanted to clear up Junhyuk’s misunderstanding right then and there. He wanted to be held in Junhyuk’s firm embrace and pour out his sorrowful tears. But at that moment, he saw Sanghyeon’s image overlap with Junhyuk’s. It was a tangled skein of thread that Yejun couldn’t possibly unravel with his own strength. Lowering his head, Yejun tried to walk past Junhyuk and leave the room.

“Make some kind of excuse.”

Junhyuk’s eyes, as he grabbed Yejun’s wrist, were moist as if he were about to cry at any moment.

“Make an excuse to block my eyes, block my ears and mouth too. I’ll gladly be deceived.”

“Cha Junhyuk.”

“It doesn’t matter. If you’re okay with it, then none of it matters to me.”

“I.”

“None of it matters… so.”

“No!”

“Lee Yejun!”

Junhyuk looked at Yejun with a hurt gaze. Yejun’s breathing grew faster and his fingertips trembled slightly. Yejun held his breath for a moment and closed his eyes. A heavy, chilling silence surrounded them.

By the time his pounding heart had calmed, Yejun slowly opened his eyes and looked straight at Junhyuk. Without avoiding Junhyuk’s gaze, he forced out a cold voice.

“I want someone with power who will raise me up. That’s why I chose your father.”

“You… that’s selling your body.”

“That’s right.”

“Lee Yejun.”

“You saw it just a moment ago. Me, selling my body.”

“You, you…”

“So I’d appreciate it if you didn’t put so much meaning into us hanging out at school and mixing our bodies a little.”

Yejun could no longer look at Junhyuk’s eyes, which were being colored by despair. As Yejun, clenching his fists, tried to brush past Junhyuk, it happened.

“Lee Yejun.”

“Let go.”

“Fine… You, money is all you need, right?”

“…What?”

At that moment, Junhyuk grabbed Yejun’s thin shoulders and whispered quietly in his ear. Startled, Yejun turned his head to look at Junhyuk. Junhyuk’s hurt gaze slowly began to be tinged with blazing anger. Yejun twisted his body, trying to get away from him.

“Sell it to me, too. That cheap body of yours.”

“Let me go…”

“I’ll… I will!”

“N-No.”

Junhyuk lifted Yejun with ease and forcibly laid him on the large table. He began to rip off the clothes Yejun was wearing.

“Ch-Cha Junhyuk! Let go of me!”

“Why? Why is my father okay but I’m not?”

“I said, let go!”

Seeing Yejun struggle and resist until the end, Junhyuk grew even angrier, feeling like he would go crazy. Unable to control the rage boiling up from deep within his gut, he tore off all of Yejun’s clothes.

“J-Junhyuk! No, I said no!”

“Who are you to pick and choose people when you’re just selling your body like a whore?”

“Please, please…”

At that moment, an image of him and Junhyuk lying side by side on a field of fresh green grass, looking at each other, came to Yejun’s mind. Yejun hadn’t disliked the ticklish feeling in his heart whenever Junhyuk’s hand brushed against him. The Junhyuk from back then would always smile brightly at Yejun. Yejun didn’t want to ruin the Junhyuk who could smile so radiantly.

“Why! Why am I not okay?”

“I need your father.”

“That cheap little hole… anyone can take it, can’t they?”

“I said no.”

“I’ll give you money, so take my father’s and take mine too.”

“No…”

“Let’s just fuck.”

Reflected in Junhyuk’s dark pupils, Yejun’s slender body was completely out of focus. Half-crazed, Junhyuk sealed Yejun’s crying and pleading lips with his own. Yejun, struggling with all his might, kept his lips firmly shut and did not open them.

Furious, Junhyuk gripped his jaw with one hand and forced his mouth open with all his strength.

“Hheup.”

Junhyuk entwined Yejun’s tongue as if to ensnare it and sucked on it with all his might. At the same time, he embraced Yejun’s delicate body as if to bind it. Yejun couldn’t get his bearings.

“J-Junhyuk!”

After getting a firm hold on the struggling Yejun, Junhyuk pulled down his pants zipper and took out his enormously swollen cock.

“D-Don’t.”

Recalling the heavy yet sharp pain he felt every time the massive cock forced its way in, Yejun struggled even more desperately. Junhyuk squeezed the gel that was rolling about on the table between Yejun’s legs. The chillingly cold liquid soaked the space between Yejun’s legs. Yejun shook his head violently, shedding tears.

With a smile full of cynical derision, Junhyuk lined up the head of his cock with the pink hole that was gaping, surprised by the cold sensation. Junhyuk’s instincts recalled the extreme pleasure that could only be felt inside Yejun’s hole. His patience ran out. Junhyuk put great force into his hips, which were packed with firm muscle.

“Aah…”

The huge cock, which had pierced the hole without any foreplay, pulsed and grew even larger. The hole, stretched to its limit just before tearing, clenched tightly around the massive cock without any gap.

“Fuck… relax. Are you trying to snap my cock off?”

“Aht! Ahgh…”

Yejun resisted fiercely with the thought that he could not ruin Junhyuk. A shrill moan escaped from between his red lips. A sharp pain arose because of the enormously swollen cock that had entered without foreplay. Junhyuk felt a strange pleasure at the sight of Yejun suffering as he received his cock.

“Hah… I’m going crazy.”

“Ahhhht…”

As if under a wicked hypnosis, Junhyuk’s vision went black and distant, and he thrust his hips forcefully, following his beast-like instincts. Junhyuk’s massive cock plunged deep inside the hole.

“Akhhht!”

Pinned beneath Junhyuk’s body, which was packed with firm muscles, Yejun let out a scream at the dull impact and the tearing pain. In contrast, Junhyuk, feeling extreme pleasure inside Yejun’s hole, began to breathe more heavily. He couldn’t stop his beastly fucking.

“Aht! Hht! Heup!”

“Hoo…”

Junhyuk’s persistent and tenacious fucking continued, and Yejun felt an intense, electrifying pleasure, felt at the end of tremendous pain, mercilessly battering the inside of his body. Junhyuk’s massive cock relentlessly scraped the inner walls as it buried itself deep inside the hole. Yejun, his mind hazy from Junhyuk’s fucking, still twisted his whole body, resisting until the very end.

“Ah…”

Even as Junhyuk held Yejun again and again, the maddening anxiety and the anger he felt towards him were not resolved at all. The person most bewildered by these emotions that he himself couldn’t explain was Junhyuk himself.

☂︎

Barely opening his eyes, Yejun let out a faint moan at the heavy yet sharp pain that felt like his whole body had been beaten with a blunt weapon. He didn’t have the strength to lift a single finger. For a long while, Yejun lay face down on the soft bed, unable to move at all.

“Ugh…”

The soft quilt covering Yejun’s body was not only smooth but also warm, and bright sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling window that took up one wall. However, Yejun did not want to face that brilliant light and squeezed his eyes shut.

“Hah…”

He wanted to keep sleeping, but his consciousness had returned with clarity. He didn’t want to lift a single finger, but he managed to raise his body and set his feet on the floor covered with a fluffy rug.

“Agh…”

For a good while, he could only take shallow, trembling breaths. As he grew accustomed to the pain, Yejun lifted his head and looked around.

[Stay put here.]

A piece of memo paper was placed on the nightstand next to the bed. Yejun carelessly crumpled the note Junhyuk had left and threw it at the trash can. The crumpled memo hit the half-open lid of the trash can and bounced off. He didn’t even feel annoyed. Yejun went into the bathroom, stood under the showerhead, and let the hot water run over him. After wiping the steam off the white mirror with his palm, he looked at his body.