Vol 7 Ch 15

Bonus Track

Joo Hawon had put aside the fun he found in clay shooting and started learning horseback riding. The weather in Korea was too hot, making it difficult to shoot under the scorching sun. Horseback riding was just as hot, but sitting on a galloping horse quickly cooled him down.

The riding stable, located on the mountain opposite the clay shooting range, belonged to Kwon Jaehee, but Kwon Taeha and Joo Hawon visited more often than the owner. They occasionally helped with management, mostly checking on the horses’ condition. They only came to Korea when they had a reason to visit Macau.

One of Joo Hawon’s favorite horses was a white stallion named ‘Whitey’. His coat was so fine it was almost embarrassing for the name Whitey. And uniquely, when he was happy, he had a habit of baring his angular teeth.

In fact, while he was called Whitey in Korea, his registered name was Snow White.

Whitey was a racehorse who had won the champion title from the US’s Leading Sire multiple times between 2010 and 2013. Later, when his performance declined, Kwon Jaehee brought him in to prevent him from being sold as a stud, and now he enjoyed a life of luxury on the mountain with its clean air.

Joo Hawon approached Whitey, who was resting in the stable. Smelling Joo Hawon’s scent after a long time, Whitey poked his head out.

“Did you eat?”

Whitey seemed to enjoy Joo Hawon scratching his long mane, purring contentedly.

As Kwon Taeha followed them in, putting on his riding gloves, Whitey jerked his head back. The horse was exceptionally gentle with visitors and staff at the stable, but he particularly disliked Kwon Taeha.

“It’s strange how Whitey dislikes you, Representative.”

“I dislike him too.”

Kwon Taeha replied with an indifferent attitude. The horse he preferred to ride was a black stallion named ‘Blackie’, with fur completely opposite to Whitey’s. Blackie’s registered name was Overlord.

Blackie had been a racehorse who competed against Whitey between 2010 and 2013, and they had traded champion titles several times. The two, as different as black and white, did not get along, so they had to use separate stables. It was a testament to Kwon Jaehee’s unusual personality that he brought both of them in at the same time.

Kwon Taeha passed by the first stable and went to the second stable to bring out Blackie. Blackie, with the reins in hand, looked at Whitey and stomped his front hoof on the ground, but he didn’t get overly excited and bolt. Joo Hawon also held Whitey’s reins.

“Good boy.”

He gently stroked Whitey’s neck as the horse began to get agitated. Whitey was purring contentedly, but his eyes were fiercely glaring at Blackie. Even if he was like this now, once they were out on the plains, they would be conscious of each other and gallop as if in a race.

Joo Hawon led Whitey out first, and Kwon Taeha followed shortly after. They usually only visited on their regular days off. This time, they had no choice but to choose a day when regular guests were also present due to a lack of time.

Mounted on their horses, they passed the indoor arena where riding lessons were held and headed for the outdoor arena. The pair of horses walking steadily looked starkly contrasted in black and white. Joo Hawon soothed Whitey, who kept trying to get agitated while being conscious of Blackie. Each time, Whitey shook his head as if to apologize.

“He’s completely devoted to your commands, Joo Hawon.”

Kwon Taeha said, his back straight, looking straight ahead.

“Whitey seems to be a good judge of character.”

So, I’m the bad guy and you’re the good guy? Kwon Taeha revealed his inner thoughts and turned his grayish-blue eyes to Joo Hawon.

“And Representative, Blackie doesn’t seem to dislike me much either.”

In fact, he sometimes seemed jealous that Whitey was favored.

“It seems our Joo Hawon has a charm that makes even a horse’s ‘thing’ stand at attention.”

“……”

Joo Hawon ignored him and adjusted the reins.

As soon as he saw the wide meadow, he lightly kicked Whitey’s hindquarters.

Thwack! Like a racehorse receiving a signal, the horse shot forward in a straight line. Unlike the humid sun, a cool mountain breeze swept away the sweat on his face. The cowboy hat he wore on his head flew back, its strap hanging around his neck. Joo Hawon leaned his upper body close to Whitey to reduce air resistance. “Whoa, slow down a little,” he murmured, but the horse, excited by the good weather, couldn’t calm its enthusiasm. Still, it was aware of the person on its back and didn’t perform dangerous stunts.

Meanwhile, Kwon Taeha, who had been following closely, overtook Joo Hawon. It’s not good to go too fast, Joo Hawon grumbled inwardly, but Whitey, whose competitive spirit had been ignited instead of Joo Hawon’s, chased closely behind Blackie. Although he had learned to ride horses when he was young, he had only received further training a few months ago.

Joo Hawon tensed as the horse galloped in a canter, as if reliving its racehorse days. He slightly lifted his hips, shifting his weight forward to maintain a stable posture. Whitey, who had leaped over obstacles made of piled hay, suddenly began to slow down. Joo Hawon’s heart pounded. He hadn’t expected the horse to jump. In the meantime, Kwon Taeha pulled Blackie’s reins to the side. Blackie, breathing heavily, approached Whitey.

“Are you okay?”

Whitey, who had stopped as if marking time, purred and began to nibble on the grass. His feigned indifference was remarkably similar to Joo Hawon’s. And Blackie’s dark eyes scanned Joo Hawon as if assessing him. The rider on his back was an amateur, so the look seemed to be one of pity for Whitey.

“I’m fine.”

Joo Hawon removed his feet from the stirrups and hopped off the horse’s back. Whitey, who had been grazing, glanced at Joo Hawon. He patted the horse reassuringly, and Blackie also poked his head out. Almost simultaneously, Kwon Taeha turned Blackie’s head in another direction.

“You’re not jealous of the horse too, are you?”

“I told you, I get ‘it’ up when I see you.”

Joo Hawon punched Kwon Taeha’s thigh. Kwon Taeha, feigning pain, got off Blackie.

“You’ll resort to violence next.”

“Perhaps. Or perhaps I’ll be the one to get hit and knocked down.”

Joo Hawon knew how often Kwon Taeha trained with athletes or bodyguards.

“Where would you even hit my pretty boy?”

‘My pretty boy, shall we join hands this time?’

His tone was no different from back then. The only change was that he no longer seemed like a fearsome king.

Leaving the two horses to play nearby, Joo Hawon flopped down onto the grass. There wasn’t a single cloud in the vast sky stretching over the wide plain. Despite the hot summer, the view was clear, like the season of abundant harvests. Into this view, Kwon Taeha’s handsome face appeared. Joo Hawon naturally closed his eyes and parted his lips slightly. He stayed like that for quite a while, but his lips didn’t touch, so he opened his eyes wide. Kwon Taeha was looking down at him, inches away. He squinted his grayish-blue eyes, watching his actions as if they were cute.

Joo Hawon plucked a blade of grass and threw it at Kwon Taeha’s face. Kwon Taeha caught it with his hands spread wide and brought his lips to it. The bitter grass came along, and he passionately licked his tongue, as if trying to push the grass back to the other person. When he felt the grip on his wrists loosen slightly, Joo Hawon pulled his neck and laid him down on the grass. Joo Hawon climbed on top of him and kissed his soft lips, as if savoring the afterglow of a kiss. Kwon Taeha’s hands burrowed into his upper body. Just as they were nearing his nipples, Joo Hawon pulled away abruptly. Then, he lay down beside him again, feigning indifference like Whitey.

“The weather is nice,” he said.

Kwon Taeha lay on his side, propping his head with an arm.

“It’s a perfect day for s*x.”

“We have guests today.”

“That tree over there, they say it’s about a thousand years old?”

He gestured with his chin, and there stood a tree that looked quite thick. Still, it didn’t look a thousand years old at all.

Kwon Taeha pulled Joo Hawon up. Grass stuck to their riding attire fell off. Before the grass could completely hit the ground, he dragged Joo Hawon behind the tree. To reduce air resistance, he instantly pulled down the riding pants that fit snugly against his body. Since he wasn’t wearing underwear, his lower half was completely exposed.

Joo Hawon pressed himself against the tree and looked around. He didn’t think about pulling his pants back up. The forest was entirely behind them, so there was no need to worry about being seen; it was pure apprehension. Kwon Taeha, kneeling on the ground, unceremoniously bit Joo Hawon’s p**is.

“Ah……”

His p**is felt like it was melting in Kwon Taeha’s mouth, hotter than the midday sun. He sucked and licked with his tongue, then slid his hand further back. He tapped Joo Hawon’s anus with his middle finger, then suddenly inserted it. Joo Hawon, stimulated from both front and back, let out a panting breath. He was surprised by his own thought that he wished for something thicker to thrust into him. Joo Hawon lifted Kwon Taeha and rubbed against his protruding p**is through his pants.

“How is it? Is Representative’s ‘thing’ as good as a horse’s?”

He whispered, biting Joo Hawon’s earlobe.

Joo Hawon gripped it tightly as if punishing him, and Kwon Taeha let out a ragged breath. Joo Hawon put his finger in his mouth and sucked on it, then brought it to his own pubic area and slowly stretched it. Spinning around, Kwon Taeha turned his body, and Joo Hawon held the tree with one hand while masturbating his anus with the other.

Kwon Taeha, looking down with his blue eyes from behind, inserted his glans into the hole where Joo Hawon’s finger was. Joo Hawon, flustered, pulled his finger out, and at the same time, his p**is was thrust in.

“Ah!”

“Ha……”

He pulled Joo Hawon’s body close and lowered his lips to his neck.

“It’s tight.”

“You thrust in so suddenly. Ah!”

Thwack! He thrust upwards.

His abdomen tingled and his belly stretched taut. His inner walls became slick and melted into his cum. It clung like thick honey.

He parted one of Joo Hawon’s buttocks and stared intently at the hole where he was inserting. The anus, which was always tightly closed, was stretched wide, greedily swallowing his p**is. Lost in arousal, he bit Joo Hawon’s neck. Perhaps due to the height difference, his p**is kept hitting Joo Hawon from above. Groans and breaths mingled from his parted lips. Joo Hawon gripped his own p**is tightly and moved in time with Kwon Taeha’s rhythm. As he was constantly pushed forward, the tip of his p**is rubbed against the tree bark, stinging.

“Ugh! Too hard!”

“Hard?”

Thwack! He hammered from behind.

“Ah… it’s scratched, it’s scratched here.”

Joo Hawon looked back up at Kwon Taeha. At his gesture pointing to the p**is he was holding, Kwon Taeha covered it with his large hand. As expected, the tip of his usually smooth p**is had turned red. He withdrew his p**is. Without even having time to feel his anus closing again, Kwon Taeha made Joo Hawon look at him. He wrapped Joo Hawon’s arms around his neck and, with a grunt, lifted Joo Hawon by his buttocks.

“Hold on tight.”

Lifted in the air, Joo Hawon tightly hugged his neck to avoid falling backward, and wrapped his legs around Kwon Taeha’s waist. Kwon Taeha’s p**is began to enter. The fully inserted p**is stimulated his tailbone. Joo Hawon hugged him even tighter.

“Ah…! Ah!!”

Since his body was completely surrendered to him in this position, the penetration was excessively deep. Although his upper body was not removed, so he didn’t get scratched by the tree, even his back touching the tree acted as a sensory point, making his head swim with pleasure.

He tightened his grip on his arms, fearing they might slip.

“If someone comes… Ahh!”

“Now, you’re worried about that?”

He lifted Joo Hawon further with his muscular arms.

“Try to push down more with your lower body.”

Joo Hawon’s belly grew even thinner. It felt like his p**is was being thoroughly sucked and squeezed. As Kwon Taeha thrust, his lower body grew weaker, and the wet, lewd sounds echoed in his ears. As if addicted to the p**is pushing up his inner walls, he focused all his nerves on his lower body.

As he accelerated towards orgasm, he roughly pulled out his p**is. Aagh! Joo Hawon let out a sharp cry from the stinging sensation. Drip. Joo Hawon slipped from Kwon Taeha’s embrace. As his legs suddenly touched the ground, Kwon Taeha quickly caught his swaying body. He overlapped their p**ises and moved his hands. Seeing Kwon Taeha’s face flushed with intense desire, Joo Hawon also reached his climax.

Almost simultaneously, their s*men dripped onto the lush green grass. Whitey and Blackie were staring at them blankly from over there.

Joo Hawon gasped for breath from the aftershocks of his orgasm, wishing the horses wouldn’t eat this grass. Feeling a strange sense of shame, he leaned heavily against the tree and rubbed the spot where the s*men had splattered with his shoe.

Kwon Taeha took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around Joo Hawon’s p**is to wipe it.

“It looks just like a ripe banana.”

He gently massaged his p**is, which had begun to soften after ejaculation.

“Haa, stop teasing me.”

Joo Hawon adjusted his pants. Kwon Taeha also wiped his own with a handkerchief and zipped up.

“Next time, shall we try it on Whitey?”

“……Please refrain.”

Joo Hawon consciously controlled his breathing and looked at Whitey in bewilderment. How would they ride back?

Kwon Taeha led Joo Hawon back to the sun-drenched grass and they lay down together. Joo Hawon spoke listlessly, finding the man who seemed unconcerned about returning somewhat annoying.

“If I get the chance, may I owe you a favor with your backside, Representative?”

“Did it hurt?”

“It didn’t hurt, but… how are we supposed to get back?”

“Shall we stay until you recover?”

“I’m hungry.”

Kwon Taeha took out his phone. Come to think of it, Kwon Jaehee’s private property was accessible by car, and today was a day when all the staff were working. After hearing Kwon Taeha’s phone call to summon a staff member, Joo Hawon was convinced. Kwon Taeha’s objective wasn’t horseback riding, but s*x. He had planned it from the start.

He should have realized it when Kwon Taeha suggested going horseback riding this morning. More than that, he was worried about what the staff would think when they had to take a car back after riding horses out. They probably wouldn’t suspect they had done that outside.

“What are you thinking about?”

“If you could, you’d install a camera in my head too, wouldn’t you?”

“If it were possible, I would have already. Maybe when technology improves.”

He said terrible things so casually.

Joo Hawon pretended not to hear him, looked up at the sky, and hummed a Bob Dylan song. Kwon Taeha also looked at the sky and listened to Joo Hawon’s song.

The sound of the wind mixed with Joo Hawon’s voice. He was so relaxed, with Joo Hawon, who was like his own heart, beside him. However, he now understood haste and anxiety better than before. He had already experienced the feeling of losing what he possessed.

“Of course, I have no intention of installing anything in your head, but if you run away again, I might kill you.”

He stopped singing abruptly.

“Representative, do you trust me?”

“I do.”

“If I make you feel uneasy… it’s just because my way of expressing myself is a bit lacking.”

He sat up and looked down at Joo Hawon, whose ears had turned red.

“Don’t sing ominous songs from now on. There are plenty of good ones, like ‘My Love’ or ‘Marry You’.”

“Neither is my taste.”

“Then change it.”

Joo Hawon, with broad-mindedness, agreed to change his tastes at the demand of a man who was forcing him.

He didn’t know what Kwon Taeha felt watching him when he was on the verge of life and death. But if he was going to complain even about a song, it meant Kwon Taeha had suffered deeper pain than he imagined.

Joo Hawon sat up at the sound of an engine approaching. Kwon Taeha, his arrogant demon king, gently placed the cowboy hat he had put down on the ground onto Joo Hawon’s head.

“What doesn’t suit our Hawon?”

“I’ll change my taste, so please stop calling me that.”

“If you dislike it, I want to do it more.”

He was always this kind of man. Joo Hawon pressed the hat down firmly. He had thought about reducing their intimacy for a while, but it had ended up like this, even outdoors. Yet, the trap was that even he himself enjoyed s*x with Kwon Taeha, so he couldn’t refuse.

Kwon Taeha, who had gotten up first, offered his hand. Joo Hawon took it and stood up. After all, they had held hands, so they had to see it through, whether it was s*x or anything else. Until the end of their lives, Joo Hawon thought to himself, and squeezed his hand tightly.

[♥ = Heart, Affection, Holy Grail, Summer, and End…….]

Vol7 end