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Won-hyeop was completely unaware that Ji-su was taking appetite suppressants, but he didn’t care to wonder.

“If you keep this up, your butt will be plump in no time. By the way, it looks like you’ve put on some weight; let’s see if your cock got fat too.”

As Won-hyeop tried to pull down his pants and underwear, Ji-su gripped his waist more tightly. Though he was resisting, it wasn’t that he wasn’t afraid of Won-hyeop. He gasped for breath, terrified.

Won-hyeop let out a hearty laugh.

“Look at this, your grip has gotten stronger since you started eating well.”

Won-hyeop spread his legs as if asking Ji-su to touch his genitals. He was not a small man, and Ji-su felt an overwhelming sense of intimidation from Won-hyeop, who was pressed tightly against him. Those thighs, thick as punching bags, were burning hot. To avoid being swept away by the atmosphere, Ji-su said the words he had prepared in advance.

“Thank you for the clothes and the watch. If you give me the receipt for the clothes, I’ll pay you back as soon as I earn the money… but I want to return the watch.”

Before Won-hyeop could interrupt, Ji-su quickly continued.

“It’s too expensive for me to wear. What if I lose it… or what if it gets stolen? I’d be too scared to even leave it at home.”

Won-hyeop’s expression turned displeased. While it was pleasant to watch Ji-su’s pretty lips flutter as he chattered, he didn’t appreciate him asserting his opinions so firmly. He just wanted him to do as he was told.

“…I’ll return it. I really can’t wear it.”

Won-hyeop was about to say that if it were lost or stolen, he would just buy him a new one. But Ji-su continued without giving him a gap.

“I’m planning to get a night part-time job soon, and the watch will get in the way while I work. Above all, if I wear such an expensive watch, the owner and the customers at the job will think it’s strange.”

Won-hyeop’s eyebrow twitched. Perhaps the weight gain had given his mouth more strength, but Ji-su was talking too much.

“You sure have a lot to say. It’s just a watch.”

“Because it’s too expensive…”

“It’s pocket change, how is it expensive? And why are you looking for a night job? If you need money, just ask me for an allowance.”

Won-hyeop felt his penis gradually hardening. His groin was itching so much he couldn’t stand it.

“No, I’ll earn it myself. And, please… stop, stop doing this…”

Ji-su looked down at Won-hyeop’s hand gripping the waistband of his pants. His voice naturally grew smaller, fearing he might be struck by that hand adorned with a thick gold ring.

“F-for the time being, I need to keep going to psychiatric counseling and fix my eating habits. If you keep doing this, I think… it’ll be too hard…”

Won-hyeop roughly grabbed Ji-su’s hand. The strength in his grip was terrifying, filling Ji-su with dread.

“Right, how hard it must be. It must be hard trying to eat meals you aren’t used to.”

Wanting to strip Ji-su quickly, Won-hyeop slowly began to pull down the waistband of his pants.

“Your mental illness didn’t start yesterday; you’ve been like this since you were a kid, so it’s not like it’ll be fixed overnight.”

Won-hyeop looked at Ji-su with a pathetic gaze. Though he hadn’t said anything particularly harsh, Ji-su bit his lip, looking as if he were about to cry.

“Your will is more important than psychiatric counseling. Everything depends on your mindset. Fix it quickly and start living normally as soon as possible.”

What Won-hyeop said wasn’t particularly kind or thoughtful. Yet, Ji-su’s eyes welled up, as if he had heard something deeply touching.

Not knowing why Ji-su was crying, Won-hyeop burst into an incredulous laugh.

“You’re not a damn kid, yet you tear up at every little thing.”

As he leaned in to lick away the tears, Ji-su spoke meaningfully in a voice laced with sobbing.

“…I know why you bought me the clothes and the watch.”

Won-hyeop’s eyes widened.

“You mean you know I bought them because I felt sorry for you?”

Won-hyeop pushed Ji-su’s shoulders, pinning him down on the sofa. Lying there with the back of his head against the cushions, Ji-su curled up his limbs. He looked up at Won-hyeop, remained silent for a moment, and then asked in a fading voice.

“…Then why didn’t you visit the hospital once in a week? If you felt sorry for me, you should have come to see me…”

Ji-su knew Won-hyeop was lying. Won-hyeop wasn’t actually interested in him. Since he didn’t have the courage to point out the lie blatantly, he phrased it indirectly.

“I was busy with work.”

Since he simply hadn’t visited because it was a hassle, Won-hyeop gave a vague excuse. Ji-su didn’t know, but Won-hyeop had sent Jong-bae to the hospital every single day for a week to check if Ji-su was staying put. If that counted as interest, then it was.

“Were you upset that I didn’t visit?”

With a smirk, Won-hyeop pulled down Ji-su’s pants. White underwear was revealed.

“I just didn’t stop by because I figured you were doing fine.”

Ji-su gripped his underwear. But soon, his grip loosened.

“This is what you wanted from the start, right? From now on, whenever you want, Won-hyeop-ssi…”

He trailed off, unable to bring himself to say the words, but Won-hyeop answered immediately.

“To fuck me. Right, that’s exactly what I want.”

A single tear rolled down Ji-su’s cheek.

“That doesn’t mean I’m asking for unauthorized copyit for free. [stolen content]I’ll give you as much [unauthorized copy]allowance as you want for every round of fucking.”

Won-hyeop stroked Ji-su’s thigh.

“I don’t need money… I don’t want to do this…”

Won-hyeop could have easily overpowered Ji-su with force, but since Ji-su seemed to have a lot to say, he listened in silence.

“T-the first time… I didn’t do it because I wanted to.”

Ji-su constantly read Won-hyeop’s expression as he spoke. His voice grew smaller and smaller until it was barely audible.

“…I wasn’t waiting for you expecting this. And…”

Ji-su continued his long explanation. He knew well that no one in the world would try to persuade a rapist like this. But he hoped Won-hyeop would understand his position, even just a little. Lacking the confidence to be explicit, he vaguely referred to it as their ‘first time’ and stammered through an explanation of how much it had hurt. He anxiously fidgeted with his hands, fearing Won-hyeop might get angry mid-explanation.

After listening to the whole thing, Won-hyeop spoke with a faint smile.

“I had been drinking back then, and I liked you so much that I did it.”

Like Ji-su, Won-hyeop failed to recognize the fact that the first time had been rape.

“Still, it’s not like I did it by force.”

For a moment, Ji-su’s face went blank, speechless.

“Besides, didn’t you suck my ass so well?”

Won-hyeop undid his own pants. His crotch was so tight that the zipper barely moved.

“So don’t resist; it’s much easier if we just keep things pleasant. If you’re forced into it, it only makes you feel bad.”

Despite having said just seconds ago that it [unauthorized copy]wasn’t visit our siteforced, Won-hyeop said something bizarre. He seemed stolen contentcompletely unaware of the contradiction in his own words.

As Ji-su looked at Won-hyeop with disbelief, Won-hyeop suddenly changed his tone.

“I guess you suffered a lot after fucking me for the first time.”

Holding the waistband of Ji-su’s underwear, Won-hyeop smirked and apologized.

“I’m sorry.”

Unaware of the weight of the words ‘I’m sorry,’ Won-hyeop continued with words that had nothing to do with sincerity.

“I apologized, so just let it slide this once.”

“…”

Ji-su felt confused. Seeing him smile, it was clear Won-hyeop wasn’t sincerely apologizing.

However, hearing the words ‘I’m sorry’ to his face, Ji-su’s heart foolishly softened. It was even more so because Won-hyeop didn’t try to justify the rape using the luxury shoes, watch, and clothes as leverage. The lip-service about him having suffered eased some of his sorrow.

Rather than strictly weighing the truth, he wanted to accept Won-hyeop’s apology. It was because he had received so many expensive things from him, and he wanted to believe that Won-hyeop wasn’t entirely a bad person.

He knew what was about to happen. Escaping from here was impossible. Since he was inevitably about to be raped a second time, there was no use in feeling wronged. He told himself that if he brainwashed himself into believing the apology was pure, the pain would be less. In a way, Won-hyeop had already paid the price. If he refused, Won-hyeop would feel cheated.

Despite steeling his heart, he wanted to avoid the pain at all costs, so he pleaded.

“But… it’s too hard and it hurts…”

“It hurts because you don’t do it often. It’s not like my cock is that big.”

“…”

“Let’s do it seven times a week. No, seven is too few. [unauthorized copy]Come unauthorized copyvisit my office. We’ll do it at the office, at home, all the time.”

“…”

“Trust me. It won’t hurt if you do it often.”

He knew that this kind of relationship was commonly called ‘sex partners.’ He had never imagined he would become someone’s sex partner. Sex partners were for people who were open about sex and enjoyed it. He fit neither description. He didn’t want to have sex with anyone.

“I’ll try to make it not hurt as much today, so spread your legs quickly.”

Won-hyeop stripped off Ji-su’s underwear completely. As the pink genitals were revealed, Won-hyeop’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. After removing the top and socks following the pants and underwear, Ji-su was left naked, covering his groin with his hands.

Won-hyeop slowly scanned Ji-su’s body, tasting him with his eyes first. He thought Ji-su’s complexion had improved.

“Did you eat the lunch and dinner the lady prepared today?”

“…Yes.”

“Just meals? No snacks?”

“…I had some mango too.”

At the mention of mango, Won-hyeop let out a laugh.

“Was it tasty?”

When Ji-su gave a small nod, Won-hyeop unbuckled his belt, lowered the zipper, and pulled out his penis. The penis, adorned with a ring, was half-erect and curved heavily downward. The hairless base of the penis looked ready to burst.

While a frightened Ji-su’s eyes welled up, Won-hyeop leaned in and kissed him. As usual, he greedily thrust his tongue in, sucking the saliva. He sucked the lips as if savoring them, eyes closed tight, before stopping the kiss with an excited gasp. His breathing was so rough that even Cookie looked over in surprise.

Saliva kept pooling in his mouth, so Won-hyeop swallowed repeatedly and lifted Ji-su’s legs. Pressing his lips to the butt crack, he stirred the hole with his tongue, rubbing his head against it and sucking wildly.

“Ngh…!”

Within minutes, under Won-hyeop’s hot breath, sweat beaded in the crease of Ji-su’s buttocks.

Won-hyeop stopped just supporting Ji-su’s legs and instead gripped his buttocks with both arms, sucking the hole. While sucking, he inserted his fingers to poke and scratch the inside. When Ji-su’s calves began to tremble, Won-hyeop lowered his legs and had him lie face down to suck his buttocks from behind.

When Cookie approached and put its nose to Ji-su’s butt, Won-hyeop gave a sharp ‘Ssh’ of warning. Upon being ordered into the house, the dog promptly disappeared from the living room and went into the room.

Won-hyeop sucked the hole hurriedly as if in a rush, then took Ji-su’s scrotum into his mouth. He sucked strongly until the soft skin of the scrotum stretched, then let go and laughed.

“Your balls are so round.”

Ji-su bit his lip, holding back a moan. Won-hyeop’s tongue felt like a plump, fleshy octopus. Mmm. Won-hyeop made sounds as if appreciating the taste, sucking the hole fiercely before pulling his lips away.

“It’s open enough now; I can put my cock in.”

Won-hyeop licked his lips as he spread Ji-su’s limp, slack hole. He felt an urge to shove his [stolen content]fist in. Pushing that desire aside, he brought the smooth glans against it and [stolen content]rubbed. He rubbed until a squelching sound echoed, then spat into the hole to lubricate it and slid in all at once. The ring caught briefly at the entrance before sliding straight in.

Pressing his body tight against Ji-su, Won-hyeop shuddered, loving the way Ji-su’s insides gripped and squeezed his cock.

“This is it. This is it… the hole is sucking the cock.”

As he began to piston with wide movements of his hips, Ji-su let out a crying sound while lying face down. Won-hyeop stroked Ji-su’s frail back and then touched his chest. The feeling of being poked by the sharp hip bones was unpleasant, but he was too busy moaning from the sex he hadn’t had in a while.

Every time the penis pulled back and the bead caught in the hole, Ji-su let out a pained moan.

“Ugh… hng…!”

With his penis fully inserted, Won-hyeop rotated his pelvis and spoke.

“Make your moans more seductive.”

Ji-su, whose buttocks were trembling, was suddenly hoisted up by Won-hyeop.

Won-hyeop carried Ji-su over his shoulder and headed to his own room. Throwing himself onto the spacious bed, Won-hyeop grabbed his dark red penis and shook it rapidly. Having no time to fully undress, he just roughly pulled down his pants.

“Get on top of me.”

Before Ji-su could even climb up, Won-hyeop pulled him down roughly by the arms and shoved his cock between Ji-su’s wide-spread legs. Then, he had Ji-su lie flat and began to piston up and down. The outline of the cock appeared and disappeared against Ji-su’s stomach.

Lying atop Won-hyeop, Ji-su trembled all over, making crying sounds. When he couldn’t maintain his balance and collapsed to the side, Won-hyeop hugged him tightly with both arms. Tangled together like one body, Won-hyeop thrust his cock violently, smacking and sucking Ji-su’s ear.

Ji-su shed tears because the bead on Won-hyeop’s penis made his insides ache. He coughed and gasped for air, but Won-hyeop only increased the speed of his thrusting.

“How is it? Does it hurt less than last time?”

“Ugh, hng, ah, aaah…!”

Ji-su’s lips were wet with Won-hyeop’s saliva, and his forehead and cheeks were damp with sweat. Not even ten minutes had passed, but heat had already risen throughout his entire body, including his [visit our site]lower back and thighs. It felt as if the Read on Read BL Novelsscent of wet flesh was emanating from the hole where Won-hyeop’s penis was sliding in and out.

He was terrified of Won-hyeop, who was moving his hips violently. As he turned his head and sobbed, Won-hyeop panted and spoke.

“Rub your lips against mine, Ppoyani, quickly, huh? Hurry.”

Holding the back of his head, Won-hyeop kissed him filthily, and Ji-su opened his lips, shedding tears onto Won-hyeop’s cheek. Though he frowned, Won-hyeop forced his tongue in to rub and sucked the flesh inside his mouth with a slurping sound. Forced to swallow Won-hyeop’s saliva, Ji-su’s face became a mess of tears and sweat.

Only after a long while did Won-hyeop pull away, sucking back the long string of saliva stretching in the air, and looked down at Ji-su’s hole.

“Haa… yeah, you’re tightening well. Phew…”

Looking closely at Ji-su’s crying face, Won-hyeop slammed his hips against him with a slapping sound. Won-hyeop’s body was equally heated. His groin was burning. Wiping Ji-su’s tear-soaked eyelashes with his hand, he spoke contentedly.

“Pretty. You’re really pretty.”

Stopping the thrusting for a moment, Won-hyeop took a deep breath. Like [Read on Read BL Novels]someone having sex for the first time, he rambled on about how his cock was harder because Ji-su was so pretty, and how even pretty [visit our site]kids like him were no match once a cock was shoved into them.

“Once you put on more weight and your body gets better, my cock will stand up just from you being in my arms.”

As he increased the speed of the thrusting again, Ji-su moaned as if he were being beaten.

Won-hyeop spread his legs as wide as possible to maintain balance and moved his hips violently. He bit and sucked Ji-su’s flushed cheek, leaving tooth marks.

“Hut, ugh, hng…! Stop, the clothes, too…!”

“Too what? Too good? Is the cock too big?”

Won-hyeop grabbed Ji-su’s face and poured on more kisses. As if he found him unbearably pretty, he sucked his lips, then his ears, nose, and chin. He sucked his neck, clavicle, and armpits, and sucked his nipples harshly until they were swollen.

When Ji-su’s eyes glazed over and he collapsed to the side, Won-hyeop sat up, lifted Ji-su’s legs, and thrust in the missionary position. He hammered away with enough force to burst the flesh, and soon reached his first ejaculation. Gritting his teeth until the veins in his neck bulged, he trembled while inserted deep inside Ji-su. He let out a guttural, grotesque sound.

After ejaculating fully, he lay back on the bed and had Ji-su [Read on Read BL Novels]straddle him. When Ji-su, lacking Read on Read BL Novelsthe strength to hold his waist unauthorized copyup, slumped forward, Won-hyeop tapped his cheek.

“Sit up straight.”

Ji-su’s entire face was red as if he were suffering from a high fever, and he couldn’t open his eyes properly.

Won-hyeop grabbed Ji-su’s limp shoulders and moved his hips, forcing the fucking to continue. With no strength to endure or resist, Ji-su’s head lolled back and forth.

Feeling as if he were hugging a doll, Won-hyeop pulled Ji-su’s hair painfully to wake him up.

“Agh!”

As Ji-su opened his eyes in pain, Won-hyeop examined Ji-su’s genitals.

“I guess you’re not feeling it.”

Won-hyeop felt Ji-su’s lower [visit our site]abdomen with one hand. [stolen content]When he pressed down on the undulating stolen contentoutline of the cock, Ji-su screamed.

“Ack…!”

Feeling the tightening increase, Won-hyeop pressed again, and Ji-su spoke tearfully.

“It hurts…! St-op, ah…!”

When Won-hyeop let go, Ji-su’s body shuddered, and he tensed his groin. Then, he fumbled with his urethra and blocked it with his thumb.

Won-hyeop’s eyes widened as he asked.

“What, do you have to pee?”