By Zephyria 
Eun-myeong’s eyes grew moist and heavy.
“I asked if I could filthily piss right into your hole.”
At the blunt question, Eun-myeong’s pale cheeks stiffened like a slab of tofu. Just hearing it was so vulgar it made him shudder. He felt goosebumps erupting all over his body, a repulsive prickling sensation.
How could he possibly take such a thing in his hole? The mere thought was too dirty and terrifying. Eun-myeong hunched his neck and shoulders tightly.
Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to say he couldn’t do it.
…The man’s massive body pressing against him, a body temperature so hot it felt like a burn, the breath exhaled so fiercely and wildly, teeth that felt sharp enough to tear flesh, and above all, the hot embrace that held him.
The thought of having to share all of that with someone else made his mind go hazy.
What on earth should he do in this situation? He was completely stuck, unable to move forward or backward. Eun-myeong suffered in silent agony.
“What do you think?”
Eun-myeong’s calves were trembling with anxiety, but the man remained leisurely and composed. He acted as if he could storm out of this place right now without a single shred of lingering attachment. Even though his lower half was swollen as large as a stallion in heat, to the point where it seemed impossible to get any harder.
“Boss.”
To think he would go to someone else with that thing. Was this man’s lust something that could just be vented on anyone and be over with?
Overwhelmed by a wave of sorrow, Eun-myeong gripped the man’s chest tightly. Sweat had already seeped through, making the shirt cling stickily to his fingers.
“This shirt… I ironed it.”
He didn’t know how much his heart had ached while looking at the man’s swollen cheek in the early dawn. He hadn’t dared to touch him for fear of waking him, but instead, he had carefully smoothed out the shirt the man would wear today.
Gently, meticulously, so that he wouldn’t get hurt anywhere else.
With what kind of heart did I iron this? How can you wear this shirt and say such things, Boss, while knowing nothing?
The words surged up his throat, wanting to be spat out, but Eun-myeong bit his tongue.
Because he knew this was nothing more than his own filthy greed.
The man had never once asked for his pure devotion. To the man, Eun-myeong’s feelings were nothing more than a cumbersome fishbone.
“At this rate, your cock is going to burst, Mister.”
The man pushed Eun-myeong’s shoulder away with the back of his large hand. He was ruthless, as if telling him to get lost if he had no intention of taking piss in his back hole. He showed not a single trace of hesitation. Merciless and heartless.
At that, Eun-myeong trembled and stood up.
“The… the bed shouldn’t get wet.”
“Then obviously, we do it here.”
H-here? Eun-myeong scanned the terrace with his eyes. This place was blocked almost entirely by glass windows. If they coupled here, the floors above and below might hear everything.
The problem was that the man wasn’t the type to listen even if he brought this up. With trembling hands, Eun-myeong pulled his top off. Because of the cold, both his nipples were stiffly erect. They looked plump and firm.
Next, he clumsily undid the button of his pants. He fumbled, pulling the pants down to his knees. As he hooked his finger and slid down the last piece of underwear, his cheeks flushed for no reason.
“…Hmm.”
The man’s eyes immediately locked onto Eun-myeong’s groin. He reached out and gripped Eun-myeong’s cock. It didn’t even fill a handful of his broad palm.
The pubic hair growing along the groin, barely covering that one small thing, was fine-textured and soft, like the downy fur of a baby animal. Under the dim terrace light, it even had a glossy sheen.
Gulp.
The man swallowed his saliva. His prominent Adam’s apple bobbed deeply. To feel the soft texture of the pubic hair more intensely, he pinched it between his thick fingers and rubbed it vigorously.
“To think this is actually a human’s cock hair.”
Then, he brought his fingers under his nose to smell them. After spending so much time scolding him to manage his pubic hair, he now rolled his eyes back as if he had taken an aphrodisiac.
“…Mm.”
Eun-myeong hunched his body, pulling his shoulder blades in. He was terrified because the man seemed like a lunatic, but he was relieved that the man was genuinely aroused by his body.
“Get on all fours and show me your hole.”
The man slapped Eun-myeong’s buttocks with a large hand. Eun-myeong squeezed his eyes shut. It felt as if shame, rather than blood, was flowing through his body, but there was nothing he could do. Resistance was a luxury.
“…Yes.”
With his pants and underwear caught around his ankles, Eun-myeong fluttered his body and knelt obediently before the man’s shoes. He got on all fours submissively. He pressed his upper body flat against the floor and arched his hips high in the air. Just like a bitch in heat.
His round knees were pressed against the hard floor. His delicate skin quickly stained like a ripe peach.
“I did it.”
He whispered softly in that position. A surge of shame hit him, and he buried his cheek deep into the back of his hand. He had been incredibly clumsy with this position at first, but now Eun-myeong was quite proficient at it. It was because the man had taught him, slapping his buttocks over and over, dozens of times….
“Ugh….”
Was he looking at this messy sight from behind? The mere thought made the space between his hole grow damp. The folds felt itchy. If he could, he wanted to shove his fingers deep into the hole and scratch between the folds.
A transparent spring welled up from his buttocks and flowed down his soft thighs. Droplets of lubrication began to pool in a circle beneath his plump backside.
“Look at that hole; anyone can see it’s been fucked senseless.”
The man’s eyes narrowed. The area under his eyes was red with heightened arousal.
Despite having been raked through so much, it still had a reddish hue. Even meat with a light pink color turns dull and brown quickly when left out, but this was as plump and reddish as a plum that had just been picked and peeled.
To be in that state after being poked so much. With that fresh pink color, didn’t he look just like a virgin who had never been wed?
“How should I explain this to Chairman Go? Should I say, ‘Please understand that I fucked the baby a few times to give him some education’?”
The man twisted the corner of his mouth into a mischievous smile. His lower abdomen felt full of urine. He intended to release every single drop of it into that hole.
Isn’t it human nature to feel a sudden urge to defile something when seeing something clean and pure?
“I’m fucked if I get a refund on this one.”
The expressionless man let out an exaggerated sigh. He then grabbed a liquor bottle roughly, shoved the mouth into a glass, and poured it lavishly. Then, he opened his throat wide and let it flow straight down his esophagus.
Before he had even finished swallowing the alcohol, the man bolted upright. Crash, the chair flipped backward.
“You know how to piss from your back now, don’t you?”
Approaching as if to pounce, the man stepped with his shoe heels, splashing through the spring Eun-myeong had created, while violently ripping open his pant zipper with one hand. His cock, head stiffly raised amidst the thick brush, pushed straight into the narrow entrance.
“…Hah!”
Eun-myeong’s body jolted. Splat, the fluid that had been pooled inside the hole leaked out. Since he had been stretched open until last night, one would expect it to be loose by now. However, Eun-myeong’s hole tightened firmly around the cock that was pushing in brutally.
The folds clung tight like a fan due to the tension. His body was completely constricted. He was on high alert, not knowing when the man would piss in him.
The man gripped Eun-myeong’s narrow pelvis with both hands and, like a male dog, clung to his back and hammered into the hole with heavy thuds.
“Hng, ha, hng! Hng, haaa…!”
Eun-myeong’s agonizing moans echoed wildly across the terrace. It was outdoors with the windows wide open. He tried to keep his voice down, but as he was being ruthlessly pierced from behind, there was nothing he could do.
The cock, swollen to its limit and stretching the hole wide, throbbed violently. The veins seemed to be bulging fiercely.
“Hng, ugh….”
Every time the bumpy, protruding veins rubbed against the folds, Eun-myeong shuddered with pleasure and bucked his body. The cold air of the terrace floor touched his knees, sending shivers down his spine.
“I once saw a dog that was driven mad by the urge to piss.”
The man’s gloomy voice pooled in his ears amidst the dizzying shaking. Eun-myeong’s eyes widened at the sentences entwined between the breaths.
“Its white belly was flushed red, like it had some kind of skin disease.”
He chuckled. He covered Eun-myeong’s white belly with his large hand. As if he intended to make him the same way, a chill ran through Eun-myeong’s entire body at the man’s words.