Joker 1 (Side story) Ch 3

“Aeil Kwon must be out of his mind…”

 

Joo Hawon took off his coat and scarf and placed them on the sofa.

 

“He’s been out of his mind since birth, so it’s not strange.”

 

Kwon Taeha, speaking indifferently, picked up the remote on the table and closed the curtains. He turned off the classical music playing in the hotel room and walked towards the dining room connected to the living room. He took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cellar and opened the refrigerator built into the living room wall, grabbing a can of beer.

 

Joo Hawon, having taken off his suit jacket, shuffled over in his slippers. When Kwon Taeha offered him a beer he had just opened, Joo Hawon thanked him. Joo Hawon’s Adam’s apple bobbed several times as he downed the beer.

 

“Did you know, CEO?”

 

Joo Hawon asked, as if he were the only one left in the dark again.

 

“No.”

 

“So Aeil was working behind your back without your knowledge?”

 

“You can tell by looking. Do I look like I have the leisure to follow Aeil’s every move?”

 

Though he did follow Joo Hawon’s every move.

 

Kwon Taeha said with a joke and wrapped his arms around Joo Hawon’s slender waist. Kwon Taeha’s warm hand touched his skin through his shirt, which clung due to static electricity. He always told him to wear underwear under his shirt, but Joo Hawon never listened. The hand around his waist moved up, rubbing his chest.

 

“…CEO, you know you’ve developed a strange hobby lately, right?”

 

“Finding Joo Hawon’s ni**les in one go?”

 

As he said that, he scratched Joo Hawon’s erect ni**les with his fingernail. Ugh…! Joo Hawon pulled back, glaring, but Kwon Taeha pulled him closer, pressing their bodies together tightly.

 

“Give me an award.”

 

“What award?”

 

“The award for finding your ni**les in one go.”

 

“Forget it.”

 

Kwon Taeha rested his clasped hands on Joo Hawon’s buttocks and raised one eyebrow.

 

“You mean one isn’t enough?”

 

He released his hands and then squeezed both ni**less tightly.

 

“Ah…! It hurts.”

 

He rolled them gently, then tugged them hard, wrinkling Joo Hawon’s shirt.

 

“I’ll give you the award, so please stop…”

 

Joo Hawon tilted his head back and brought his lips to Kwon Taeha’s, but Kwon Taeha lifted his chin to avoid him. Meanwhile, his hands continued to tease his ni**less.

 

“I’ll give you the award.”

 

“Ugh, what award?”

 

Joo Hawon couldn’t pull his body away. If he did, it felt like his ni**less would be ripped off, so he could only press himself closer to Kwon Taeha.

 

Joo Hawon, exuding a scent of skin and rubbing against him, had Kwon Taeha’s lower body swelling tautly, threatening to burst through his clothes.

 

“If I find your d*ck in one go…”

 

Joo Hawon reached out, grabbed Kwon Taeha’s cheeks, and pulled him down forcefully.

 

He placed his hand on the back of Kwon Taeha’s head to prevent him from pulling away and kissed him deeply. As if he had never avoided it before, Joo Hawon opened his mouth and Kwon Taeha sucked him in.

 

He bit Joo Hawon’s soft lower lip until it stung, then suddenly devoured his lips, touching the moist membrane with his tongue. The grip on his ni**less tightened, causing Joo Hawon to groan.

 

“It hurts, my ni**less, it hurts. Haa……. CEO.”

 

He managed to speak, avoiding the kiss, and pulled away from the devoured lips again, complaining of the pain.

 

“Ha, it only hurts?”

 

Kwon Taeha whispered close to Joo Hawon’s saliva-drenched lips.

 

“If it swells here, I’ll have to wear a t-shirt under my shirt.”

 

“Wear one. The weather is cold too.” 

 

“Are you satisfied only if I die of heat?” 

 

“You’re cold even in summer.”

 

Kwon Taeha finally released his ni**less. As Joo Hawon flinched from the stinging sensation, Kwon Taeha clasped his hands under his buttocks. Joo Hawon lifted his head to kiss him, but a yelp came out first. Kwon Taeha had lifted him up, raising their eye level.

 

He looked up at Joo Hawon. Joo Hawon naturally placed his hands on Kwon Taeha’s shoulders.

 

“I told you not to show off your strength, ugh!”

 

He tilted his head sideways and bit Joo Hawon’s chest through his shirt. The ni**less, standing erect through the dampening shirt, were clearly visible. Without removing the shirt, he repeatedly bit and sucked. Joo Hawon pulled Kwon Taeha’s head close and savored the strange sensation.

 

The dampness of the wet fabric and the heat of his blunt tongue drew his attention downwards. He wished Kwon Taeha would take off his shirt and lick and suck his bare skin…

 

“Haa, CEO, uh-huh…… I’m cold in the back.”

 

As he was pushed against the glass window, Joo Hawon deliberately spoke in a weak voice. The thick curtains blocked the cold air, so it was a false chill.

 

“See, if you wore something underneath, you wouldn’t be cold.”

 

Kwon Taeha was quite insistent about underwear. He carried Joo Hawon into the central living room and towards the bedroom. The amber lighting, meant to aid sleep, cast a glow on Kwon Taeha’s hair. Kwon Taeha, still sucking Joo Hawon’s chest through his shirt, laid Joo Hawon on the bed.

 

You only know one thing, not the other.

 

‘What?’

 

He stuck out his tongue and licked Joo Hawon’s protruding ni**les through the wet shirt.

 

“If I wear something underneath… I have to take it off twice?”

 

Joo Hawon casually unbuttoned his shirt. After unbuttoning about five buttons from the top, his bare chest, now bright red, was revealed.

 

“If I wore underwear, you couldn’t suck immediately, but now, ha!”

 

His exposed bare skin was devoured by Kwon Taeha. The man, who seemed almost desperate, like someone parched, didn’t take his eyes off Joo Hawon, who was breathing heavily.

 

“…Seriously, why are you so fixated on this lately.”

 

He had always liked ni**less, but lately, he seemed even more obsessed with the idea of making him wear underwear.

 

“Did you think I only liked Joo Hawon’s ass?”

 

He licked the hardened bud with his tongue. A shiver of pleasure shot up to the back of his head. Everywhere he had been bitten and sucked seemed to have turned into an erogenous zone. Not wanting to be the only one receiving, Joo Hawon unbuckled Kwon Taeha’s belt and unzipped his pants. Just by leaning against him, his already aroused p**is was bulging against his briefs.

 

Joo Hawon firmly grasped the glans and shaft protruding from his underwear. The damp pre-cum on his palm helped him rub his head.

 

Kwon Taeha’s gaze, as he lay there defenseless with his p**is exposed, was intensely lewd. His eyes, a mix of East and West, always made him imagine figures from mythology. In his seemingly languid eyes, there was a kind of madness. He had once wanted to escape that gaze, but now he had to admit he had become a devotee of the pleasure he offered.

 

“Are you thinking of something else while giving me an reward?”

 

“Does this feel like an reward?”

 

He poked the hole of the glans with his thumb. Kwon Taeha visibly winced. He, who felt little emotion towards others, showed everything to Joo Hawon. Joo Hawon sat up and pushed Kwon Taeha onto the bed.

 

“CEO Kwon, you seem to have lost your strength already.” The man who yielded so easily chuckled.

 

“When Secretary Joo touches my dick, my body melts.”

 

Kwon Taeha lowered his hand to grab Joo Hawon’s g**itals, but Joo Hawon grabbed his palm and lifted it up. Joo Hawon then moved down and licked the glans with his tongue.

 

“You don’t have to do it with your mouth.”

 

He gently cupped Joo Hawon’s face.

 

“I’m doing it because I want to.”

 

Having finished speaking, Joo Hawon bit down on the plump part with his mouth. A low groan escaped Kwon Taeha. His hands, which had been caressing his face, gently cupped his head.

 

Joo Hawon pulled down Kwon Taeha’s briefs that were wrapped around his thighs. His p**is, now fully revealed, was licked by his tongue, sometimes nibbling at the bulging veins, sometimes sucking them. Each time, his p**is twitched and hit his lips.

 

Joo Hawon lowered his tongue far down and began to take the p**is deep into his mouth. As he bent the p**is to fit his throat, his eyes burned with heat. The man who had said he didn’t have to do it with his mouth was now extremely aroused, his thighs as hard as stone.

 

He could feel Kwon Taeha suppressing the urge to thrust wildly. Joo Hawon grabbed Kwon Taeha’s hands and made him cup the back of his own head. Then, he overlapped his hands and pressed down hard.

 

“Hoo, don’t suffocate.”

 

“Do it for me, I can’t go any deeper.” He looked up at Kwon Taeha with that gaze. Kwon Taeha scraped his throat as if grinding his teeth and held Joo Hawon’s head.

 

As he pulled Joo Hawon’s head closer until his pubic hair touched his lips, Joo Hawon’s entire body flushed red. The p**is, which felt like it would reach his diaphragm, brought both torment and pleasure. Joo Hawon, his underwear now damp, also lowered his hand and grasped his own.

 

“If it’s hard, at least hit my thighs.”

 

Joo Hawon nodded his head, and the p**is was squeezed hard in his throat. Kwon Taeha sat up and, with the p**is still in his mouth, laid Joo Hawon down. He cupped the small head and pulled back, then thrust forward, causing the hand gripping the p**is to tremble. Even with his mouth and throat stretched to their maximum, it didn’t go all the way in.

 

Kwon Taeha looked down at Joo Hawon with eyes consumed by lust. The furrowed brow, as if in pain, and the tears made him go mad.

 

A sadistic desire crept up, and he wanted to shove it into this mouth, regardless of whether he was suffocating, and ejaculate without letting a single drop escape.

 

He tried to restrain himself with reason, but his instinct-driven body began to push Joo Hawon. As he thrust forward, pushing Joo Hawon’s head until his pubic hair touched his upper lip, Joo Hawon’s trembling fingertips moved to his thighs.

 

He grabbed the hands that were about to strike wildly and pulled them down, then thrust down from above, causing his chest to heave. Pff, chk…! Joo Hawon, his breath caught by the p**is, scratched the hand gripping his wrist. His vision blurred with tears.

 

Hoo, ugh, with a gasp that seemed about to fade, Kwon Taeha’s senses immediately returned. He spat out a curse between his teeth and yanked the p**is out forcefully. The c*ck, having gone in deep, scraped Joo Hawon’s throat for a long time before finally coming completely out.

 

“Haa, cough, haak.”

 

Joo Hawon gasped for air, coughing weakly. He curled up, patting his chest, and his tongue protruded from his half-closed mouth. Kwon Taeha immediately reached for the bedside table.

 

He snatched the inhaler and embraced Joo Hawon, opening his airway.

 

Joo Hawon felt a slight pang in his heart at the skilled response. It had become a familiar occurrence, as he had experienced seizures before.

 

Joo Hawon, still catching his breath, struggled to speak.

 

“It wasn’t… no, no.” His weak voice was mixed with his gasping breaths.

 

“…Haa, I’m, I’m okay. It was just… Hoo, suddenly the air, too much… came in…” Joo Hawon reached out and caressed Kwon Taeha’s cheek. Though his vision was blurry, he could imagine Kwon Taeha blaming himself.

 

I’m the one who asked for it.

 

He knew Kwon Taeha had sadistic tendencies during sex, yet he had egged him on himself. Joo Hawon thought he was quite wicked. But he had genuinely just wanted to take his c*ck into his mouth, without any ulterior motives.

 

Kwon Taeha placed the inhaler back on the nightstand after seeing Joo Hawon’s breathing stabilize. Although the frequency of seizures had decreased compared to before, he always carried Ventolin, the inhalant. Today, as they were staying at a hotel affiliated with STA, the butler had prepared it, but otherwise, Kwon Taeha would pack it himself.

 

“We’re stopping for today.”

 

Joo Hawon, having regained his breath, was pulling down his underwear.

 

“I said we’re stopping.”

 

Joo Hawon pretended not to hear and unbuttoned the rest of his shirt. Kwon Taeha raised his hand to stop him from taking off his shirt. His c*ck, which had been fully aroused, was now only half-erect.

 

“Why.”

 

“You’re tired.”

 

“I’m not tired.”

 

Joo Hawon wrapped his legs around Kwon Taeha’s lower body. He pulled them close enough for their chests to touch and rubbed his hips languidly. Their two c*cks met against his smooth pubic bone.

 

“Then, we’ll just use our hands today.”

 

As if in response, Joo Hawon grasped both of their p**ises.

 

“CEO… I told you I’m not that weak.”

 

As if scolding him, he gripped Kwon Taeha’s tightly, and Kwon Taeha couldn’t help but ejaculate into his hand.

 

He moved slowly, then thrust deeply with a thump, his d*ck hitting Joo Hawon’s lower abdomen. The pre-cum, from whom it belonged, was sticky on his hands. As Joo Hawon tried to grip them tighter with both hands, Kwon Taeha grabbed him from behind his thighs.

 

He effortlessly lifted Joo Hawon’s thighs. “CEO…!” Joo Hawon cried out in surprise, but he paid no mind and spread Joo Hawon’s buttocks with his hands. Hidden beneath the clean skin, his anus took on a lewd hue. Kwon Taeha, as if surprised, licked the trembling opening with his wet tongue.

 

“This c-crazy…, don’t! Hng… Don’t lick there.”

 

“If licking here makes me crazy, then I was crazy from the first time I had sex with Joo Hawon?” 

 

“…It wasn’t like that at first.”

 

Are you sure your memory is correct? I’ve been licking since the first time I had anal sex with you.”

 

Honestly, the first time they had sex, the pleasure was so immense that he kept losing his mind and coming back to his senses. Because of that, he had no room to argue. Rather than be embarrassed alone, Joo Hawon parted his own buttocks. If someone wants to shame you, isn’t it better to be bold about it?

 

“We don’t have lube, can we use spit?”

 

As Joo Hawon openly spread himself, his breath grew even deeper than before.

 

“…You don’t have lube?”

 

“I can ask the butler to prepare a respirator, but lube might be a bit much?” 

 

A lie… He always has it ready.

 

“Then cum, right here.”

 

As he showed his lower half and whispered, Kwon Taeha closed the distance like a beast. He pressed his glans against the still tightly closed hole and rubbed it up and down.

 

“Joo Hawon, you’re so h*rny.” 

 

“Ceo, don’t put it in yet.” 

 

“I’m not.”

 

He pressed his glans firmly as if to insert it, then pulled back, rubbing the opening. Looking up at him from below, I felt like I was doing something naughty, secretly peeking. The stimulation from below added to it, and a gasp escaped my lips.

 

He couldn’t tear my eyes away from him, captivated like a boy secretly watching his first love. The tips of his always cold hands and feet were burning hot. No matter how thick the clothes he wore, they couldn’t compare to being held by him, Kwon Taeha. He was the only one who could chase away the cold.

 

Joo Hawon tightened his grip, putting more strength into his legs.

 

He met his gaze as he gripped his shaft and massaged his perineum. He stroked his p**is as if masturbating himself, then kissed him and rubbed his lower half even more roughly.

 

When he felt his twitching c*ck harden once more, suddenly, semen poured down. The tickle of the ejaculate running down to his tailbone made him lift his hips, and his back became wet.

 

Taeha exhaled low and scraped the semen up with his fingers. Hawon tensed, thinking he would insert it right away, but instead of withdrawing, his fingers dug inside.

 

Hawon’s insides welcomed Kwon Taeha. As he widened them like scissors, from one to two, his hands and feet tingled.

 

“Hng…”

 

“…Just put it in.”

 

“It’s too tight.”

 

“If you widen it with your cock, it’ll be…!”

 

His fingers withdrew, and immediately his glans pressed against the opening. His large p**is, incomparable to fingers, entered slowly. A line of pleasure creased his perfectly straight forehead, and he could see the reason draining from his steely blue eyes.

 

Joo Hawon found the folded position difficult, but he pulled him in even deeper. He put his tongue into his slightly parted lips and licked them.

 

“Ah!”

 

Kwon Taeha pulled out his p**is, which had been halfway in. Hawon’s body twisted, and his entire backside convulsed.

 

“…Why, hng.”

 

The sensation of his opening returning to its place made his head swim.

 

“I told you to kiss me if it was hard. Then I’d stop.” 

 

“It’s just… I’m doing it now…”

 

“I know. Honestly, I think I’m going to cum.”

 

Kwon Taeha kissed himagain, a hint of a smile in his voice.

 

“If it gets too hard, bite my lips hard.” 

 

“But you stopped me from hitting your thighs earlier?” 

 

Joo Hawon lowered his hand and rubbed his burning lower half.

 

“Let’s just… we don’t need to decide on these things, so do whatever you want, CEO. Because that’s what I want too.” 

 

Kwon Taeha also lowered his hand, covering Joo Hawon’s, and gently stroked him. He lightly kissed his lips and then moved down to nip Hawon’s chin.

 

“If I do what I want, Joo Hawon, you’ll be in big trouble.”

 

Joo Hawon smiled with his eyes, as if he knew. He removed his hand from pressing my lower half and gripped his cock. Using the slippery semen as lube, he thrust it deep into his now-closed opening.

 

Kwon Taeha’s lips brushed against his lips, which parted on their own. They couldn’t kiss deeply enough to steal each other’s breath, remaining a fresh, boyish kiss.

 

Joo Hawon’s breath, a mixture of moderate pain and pleasure, was the catalyst that threatened to steal his reason. The veins in Kwon Taeha’s forearms, which held Joo Hawon in his arms, bulged. As he thrust his hips sharply, Joo Hawon’s hand, which had been gripping him, loosened. Joo Hawon wrapped his hand around his forearm.

 

“Haa…”

 

As Hawon caught his breath with his p**is halfway in, his stomach rose and fell.

 

Kwon Taeha sucked on his reddened ni**les, and his moans grew louder. He lunged like a hungry beast at its prey, but didn’t quite swallow, instead using his saliva to moisten his breast.

 

Joo Hawon intertwined his fingers in Kwon Taeha’s hair, breathing heavily.

 

“It… it feels good. Ceo, hng.”

 

As he sucked his chest fully, he thrust completely inside him at the same time.

 

“Ah! Ahh!”

 

His lips were ripped away from his chest with a pop. Joo Hawon trembled from the overwhelming pleasure given to him from above and below.

 

My fully sucked ni**less stood erect, as if asking to be sucked again. As he held and rolled them himself, Kwon Taeha raised his hips and adjusted his position.

 

He pulled Joo Hawon’s legs up, resting them on his shoulders, and gripped his thighs. Joo Hawon, already looking at Kwon Taeha with hazy eyes, rubbed his chest with his hands. He wished the sharp points would subside, but his attention kept being drawn to their tips, making him more sensitive.

 

“Joo Hawon.”

 

“…Hng.”

 

Hawon tried to answer, but his lips were sealed. The thrust, reaching deep inside his abdomen, seemed insufficient, and he increased its volume.

 

Normally, Taeha would enter slowly, opening him up bit by bit, but today, from the start, he was pierced and fully opened. Kwon Taeha, looking up, was also highly aroused. If it’s like this, there’s no choice. He had held back so much during their recent sex. And today, he had kept fanning the flames for him.

 

Like a deer before a tiger, when he was rendered helpless by his momentum, Joo Hawon would loosen the reins. It was a great hardship for a deer to hold the reins.

 

Joo Hawon gripped his aroused c*ck and slowly relaxed his body. With a groan, as he pressed deeper inside, his mouth opened again. As his hips were pulled back sharply, his lower half was dragged along, and Joo Hawon tried to follow. However, his thighs were held, so his posture remained fixed without faltering.

 

He thrust inside again with a thud, and as always, withdrew completely.

 

“Ah! Out! Ceo.”

 

Because his insides were so hollowed out, trying to rub his buttocks against the seat was useless. His thighs were held so tightly that red handprints remained. After exhausting his insides as if breaking them in, he began to grind them in earnest.

 

The semen he had ejaculated became more viscous inside his walls, sticking together. He deliberately rubbed Hawon’s prostate roughly as he thrust upwards. His ears were so deafened that he didn’t know what kind of moans escaped, and pre-c*m dripped from his hands.

 

As his breath grew short, he felt frustrated. Why had he become so weak? He wanted to roll around in bed with him like a madman, but his lungs ached, signaling his limit.

 

“Haaak, haa…”

 

The force pushing up his inner walls grew stronger. Ah, hng, hoot, Joo Hawon, now truly lacking oxygen, could no longer hold back and ejaculated. Semen whitened his still-erect ni**less.

 

“Haaak, haa, haa,”

 

 Kwon Taeha listened to Joo Hawon’s thin breaths. He pushed up through the walls squeezing his cock, and thrust his hips in the deepest possible position.

 

“Augh…!”

 

Joo Hawon’s eyes, pierced in a place they shouldn’t have been, wavered with panic.

 

“Ah, no. Haaak, Ceo… it’s too deep.”

 

If he were to cum like this, he felt like he wouldn’t be able to get his semen out. Joo Hawon embraced Kwon Taeha with hands trembling. He also embraced Joo Hawon and thrust his hips down once more. A twitch, the movement of his p**is signaling the verge of ejaculation, was clearly felt inside.

 

“Ceo… Haa, hng!”

 

Kwon Taeha slowly withdrew his p**is and then slammed it back inside with a bang, letting out a low groan. He felt his urge to cum with it deeply inserted. Joo Hawon knew this wasn’t right, but he held him even tighter.

 

“Joo Hawon, I told you to bite my lips, didn’t I?” Haaak, haa, Joo Hawon lightly bit his lips and exhaled, shaking his head.

 

“Hoo, who told you to embrace a man acting like a son of a bitch?” He held Joo Hawon’s buttocks and quickly pulled out his p**is.

 

“Ah!”

 

As Joo Hawon let out a scream-like moan, a low sigh escaped him too.

 

Kwon Taeha’s semen spurted vigorously from the part without pubic hair towards his chest. The volume was large, as if he had held it in, and the semen pooled in his sunken navel was about to overflow.

 

The heat emanating from his body, which had been so aroused, was still intense. While Joo Hawon caught his breath, he rolled his ni**less with his semen-covered hand.

 

“…Even so, I’m not going to stop it.” He said, still panting.

 

“Stubbornness.”

 

Instead of pushing the hair covering his forehead back, he pulled it up with his lips. The lips touching his forehead were soft. Joo Hawon moved his hips, rubbing against his hand as if checking his condition.

 

“You really.”

 

Taeha forcefully inserted his fingers into Hawon’s swollen lower half. He pushed his middle and index fingers towards the foreskin and kissed him. He deliberately stimulated only that part, enough to make Hawon feel the urge to urinate.

 

Joo Hawon grabbed his wrist, but he continued to stroke inside with his shapely hand.

 

“Stop playing with me.”

 

“When did I? Haa…”

 

He put Joo Hawon’s p**is in his mouth and moved his fingers. His lower half was melting uncontrollably.

 

“It feels good, Ceo.”

 

Joo Hawon exhaled a sweet breath and covered Kwon Taeha’s face with his hands. He traced Kwon Taeha’s back with his toes. Kwon Taeha’s back stiffened further from the tantalizing sensation Joo Hawon was giving him.

 

As he sucked the p**is to the root, Joo Hawon’s semen, spreading in his mouth, was thin. He embraced his body, which was already limp after only two ejaculations, and let the remaining semen in his mouth flow into Joo Hawon. His expression contorted slightly, but he swallowed it without spitting it out.

 

“Truly a perverted taste…”

 

Still, it didn’t seem like he disliked it, as a smile lingered at the end of his words.