BTT 12
From the first day they met until now, Park Hae-jun and Lee A-gon had been engaging in oral sex every night. Park Hae-jun didn’t need to force him. Lee A-gon…
From the first day they met until now, Park Hae-jun and Lee A-gon had been engaging in oral sex every night. Park Hae-jun didn’t need to force him. Lee A-gon…
Park Hae-jun’s mother was an unknown actress when she was single. Though she was pretty and acted well, there were already countless similar actresses, and opportunities never reached her. Eventually,…
The Secretary arrived exactly 18 minutes later. Park Hae-jun opened the door with his lower body covered by a towel. “Did something happen?” At Secretary Yang’s question, Park Hae-jun felt…
Park Hae-jun trembled slightly at the sensation of the warm, moist tongue wrapping around his shaft. Though he wanted to disguise it as treatment, this act was really sexual harassment.…
Park Hae-jun found it strange. It was possible for a helper to feel nothing special. A helper was like a tree—trees merely breathe, but in doing so, they purify the…
The brittle frozen rice straw cracked. Park Hae-jun, chasing after Lee A-gon, lunged and tackled him. Another physical struggle broke out. Lee A-gon’s screams mixed with Park Hae-jun’s voice shouting…
Rubbing his head, Park Hae-jun turned around and spotted Lee A-gon sprawled on the ground, which made him laugh bitterly. An old motel by the roadside in the middle of…
“Let’s go in.” Secretary Yang pointed to the underpass. Park Hae-jun asked again in disbelief. “Really? Is Lee A-gon really in there?” “Yes.” Park Hae-jun looked at the underpass bathed…
The relationship with the man continued for about six months. Whenever Park Hae-jun tried to reject the man, he would threaten him: “You deceived the nation. This is equivalent to…