By Zephyria 
Kwon Rae-i stood his Dick up and tapped the shaft against the hole. A sticky sound was made each time the saliva-soaked flesh pillar collided.
“Twenty-year-old Tae-hwon seems to be melting me completely. What am I going to do, being this happy?”
Kwon Rae-i couldn’t wait any longer and scratched Tae-hwon’s tailbone with his Dick, aligning the Glans with the hole and inserting it. The wrinkles tightened, and the inner wall tightly gripped him. Tae-hwon reflexively shuddered and groaned at the sensation of being forced open. Kwon Rae-i didn’t give him a break and thrust the weapon-like thing deep inside in one go, quickly fiddling with Tae-hwon’s center.
“Ah!”
Just as Tae-hwon’s hand movements that were touching his own stopped, Kwon Rae-i overlapped his hand with Tae-hwon’s and quickly stroked his foreskin. He rubbed the sensitive urethral opening as if digging with his thumb, pressing down on his waist to make the insertion deeper.
“Ugh, Tae-hwon. You’re too tight. Still.”
“Ah, ah.”
“Open your belly. Huh? You can do it now… Feel it here, and breathe.”
Kwon Rae-i stroked Tae-hwon’s front with one hand while groping and pressing down on Tae-hwon’s lower abdomen with the other. Each time his thing was thrust deep into the inner wall, his lower abdomen swelled up in a circle. It felt like all his internal organs were being pushed up. The heavy pressure and the burning heat of friction were no longer so unfamiliar. Tae-hwon followed his instructions, breathing in and out rapidly to regulate his breathing and relax the muscles that were tightening on their own.
“Good, like that, ah, I think I can go in deeper like this.”
“Dee, deeper? No. Like that, it’s enough… Huff!”
At that moment, Kwon Rae-i was pushed deep inside.
Like a wave crashing onto the shore, it swept over Tae-hwon and widened the coastline even further. The area Kwon Rae-i had occupied inside Tae-hwon’s belly became wider. It felt like his belly was really going to be pierced. Even so, Kwon Rae-i was still attacking the inside, raising his waist in small increments as if he hadn’t put everything in to the root yet.
“Ugh, heuk! Hicc!”
Tae-hwon twisted his limbs and struggled. He couldn’t just accept it quietly. He felt like he was going to die from abdominal bleeding. As if to show Tae-hwon, who had lost his mind, Kwon Rae-i pressed his lower abdomen with his palm and pointed it out.
“Here, he, haa, I went in this far. Tae-hwon.”
“Aah! Young Master! Please.”
“If I thrust deeper from here, I’ll go into your Rectum. I probably will.”
Kwon Rae-i bent the tip of his finger and groped the upper part of Tae-hwon’s navel. Around here, or even higher? He measured the length as if gauging how far he would go, and then he smiled, rolling his eyes like a madman. He was smiling with a white, clear, angelic face, but it was a mystery why he looked so dangerous.
“I’m looking forward to it.”
From then on, there was no room to think about anything else.
Kwon Rae-i pulled his Dick out, leaving only the thick Glans, and then struck Tae-hwon’s belly again in one go, raising his waist. Repeatedly pierced deeply, Tae-hwon could only groan and tear at the sheets. He curled his toes and squeezed his eyes shut.
“Ha! Ah! Ugh!”
The sound of wet squelching, the rising heat, the rough breaths, the pouring kisses…
Kwon Rae-i obsessively groped and touched Tae-hwon’s entire body, violently violating his inner wall. The hand gesture holding his front also became faster and more brutal, to the point where his Dick skin hurt. But even that pain could now be endured. Even if Kwon Rae-i occasionally slapped his buttocks while inserting, even if he painfully pinched his nipples with his fingernails, it was still okay. It was strange.
“I fucking love it. I love, hic, being like this with Tae-hwon so much! You’re my everything. I, I’m the most… Ugh, I… I can make Woo Tae-hwon the happiest person.”
And maybe, just maybe, even this kind of passionate declaration of love was a little okay.
He had a sparkling, brilliant purity.
It might be a fleeting light that would soon rust, but at least for now, it was a beautiful affection that shone brighter than anything else in the world. Fresh and youthful, full of vigor and passion, he, Kwon Rae-i, his young Young Master, was so…
“Tae-hwon, live with me. Like this, okay?”
“Kuek! Heueue… Ah, I will.”
“Forever, let’s be together. Just the two of us… Like before!”
“I wi, wi… Heuek! Aheung… Like, before.”
Tae-hwon heaved his waist and spat out ejaculate. The milky whiteness scattered upwards dripped down his chest. Kwon Rae-i saw Tae-hwon cumming but didn’t stop moving and continued to push him. He lifted one of Tae-hwon’s thighs over his shoulder, laid him diagonally on the bed, and continued to fuck him, hitting his buttocks repeatedly.
“Ahak! Eok! Young Master…! I came, ah, I can’t anymore, ah, please!”
“It’s okay. Let’s go one more time like this. It still feels good, right!”
“Haeueue, no, no, ah! Ah! Again! Stop!”
“Go! Cum. Fucked by me! Just feel it. I’ll give you everything that feels good!”
Kwon Rae-i eagerly overlapped his lips and constantly stimulated Tae-hwon’s sensitive spots. His caresses were passionate, and he sometimes acted as if he would cross the line. He tried to treat Tae-hwon ruthlessly, unable to overcome his desires, but he admonished himself not to do so and steadily dyed Woo Tae-hwon with himself.
Only then did Tae-hwon realize that he had reached a point where he could no longer do anything about it.
“No… Euh…”
A chilling thrill ran through him, and his back arched in a circle. His body convulsed on its own, contracting and relaxing, and then clear fluid dripped from the urethral opening in the front. Tae-hwon stared vaguely at Kwon Rae-i’s face with completely unfocused eyes and ended up grabbing his shoulder and clinging to him.
He wrapped his arms around Kwon Rae-i’s neck and held onto his hair, groaning and moaning. He wanted to touch his flushed pink ear.
He couldn’t have not known that once he touched it, there would be no turning back.
Tae-hwon’s fingers gradually approached Kwon Rae-i’s ear. But in the end, he stopped next to his ear and just clenched his fist. He stroked his innocent hair and endured until the end.
The world was spinning.
Thoughts, will, and…
* * *
A gunshot that tore through the eardrums rang out in the dark darkness.
Taang!
A vibration that tore through the air like thunder. A red blood vessel that defied gravity and soared. A dying soul.
Entangled things hidden behind the curtain of darkness disturbed Tae-hwon’s mind. They were noisy, chaotic, and terrible.
In the end, it was blood.
All that was left in his hand was crimson paint…
‘…Kuek.’
Tae-hwon looked down at his red arms. His body was covered in dirty, cruel blood that he could never wash off for the rest of his life. And his memories were fragmented. Finely fragmented shards cut through Tae-hwon’s mind like sharp blades.
Gunshots. Rain. And that voice…
Murderer.
Fugitive.
Traitor. Murderer. Fugitive.
Traitor. Murderer. Fugitive. Traitor. Murderer. Fugitive. Traitor. Murderer. Fugitive. Traitor. Murderer. Fugitive. Traitor. Murderer. Fugitive. Traitor. Murderer. Fugitive. Traitor. Murderer. Fugitive…!
‘Stop…!’
Tae-hwon, who was pouring with cold sweat, opened his eyes wide.
Only darkness was thickly laid in the quiet bedroom. He could feel the weight of a firm arm wrapped around his waist.
And when he turned to the side, he could see Kwon Rae-i’s pearl-like face shining even in the pitch-black darkness. His sleeping appearance seemed like something pure, untainted, and sacred. It was a sacred light, an innocent child, or a vivid life.
‘Haa… Another nightmare.’
When he woke up, he had forgotten what dream he had. Only a lingering, uncomfortable psychological state remained.
‘I think I vaguely recalled the memory. I don’t know.’
Tae-hwon covered his throbbing head and pressed his temples. As if he was having a nightmare after hearing the sound of people, Kwon Rae-i mumbled softly and clung tightly to Tae-hwon’s body.
“Bua, Taeheo…”
What was he saying?
Hearing his low voice, completely defenseless in his sleep, made him feel a little better. Tae-hwon chuckled and pulled the blanket. He was worried that Kwon Rae-i, who was sleeping with his chest completely exposed, might catch a cold, so he covered him up to his neck and patted his back to help him fall back asleep.
“Ameu, Buaeo.”
“Yes. Young Master.”
“Meyo…”
“Yes. I see.”
Puhaha. He really couldn’t understand a single word.