By Zephyria 
The plump, swollen entrance tightened firmly around his member. The man showed no mercy, continuing to thrust into the hole that repeatedly opened and closed.
Thump, thump! The movements were large, short, and intense, like someone hammering with a claw hammer.
“Haa, ha….”
A beastly groan escaped. Thump, thump—with a squelching sound, fluid splashed and leaked from the entrance. The man, who had been relentlessly digging into the tightly contracting hole, soon shuddered his large frame and poured his semen into the hole.
“Ung, h-eut…, hng.”
Haa, haa, haa. Primal moans filled the bed.
Without changing positions once, the man pinned Eun-myeong beneath him, ejaculating and forcing him to climax over and over. His once-pale cheeks were drenched. With no time to wipe them, he let out moans while tears streamed down his face. His jaw wouldn’t even stay closed, and he drooled like a dog in front of a chew toy; the man kissed him, sucking it all up. Only after licking away the sweet saliva pooled under his tongue did the man release his lips with a wet, popping sound.
Chup, chuup, chup, chup….
Feeling suffocated and unable to breathe, Eun-myeong jerked his head to the side. The man took the visible earlobe into his mouth and chewed on it. His pelvic bone pushed and pulled, rummaging and driving into the inside of the buttocks. Whenever he slammed his shaft into the hole that tried to block the intruder by tightening tensely, Eun-myeong let out a scream, his limbs flailing.
“Ngh, haaat……!”
As if needing something to hold onto, Eun-myeong wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, but the man was just as the sensation of ejaculation was rushing over him. With his eyes nearly rolled back, the man clung to him like a beast, gouging the inside like a starving man.
“Huu, ut, ung….”
“Kkh, kr-hng,”
He gripped both of Eun-myeong’s wrists and pinned them down firmly against the bed. He hammered upward, short and strong, against the soft hole. Thump, thump—as he pounded inside, the bed creaked as if the springs were breaking.
Soon, the man snapped his head back. His large Adam’s apple stood out, and he ejaculated with a deep, low groan.
“Huu.”
Squelch, squelch…. Hot semen was discharged into Eun-myeong’s hole, filling it to the brim. The man continued to push inside as if squeezing out every last drop. Eun-myeong was shaken violently, caught between the massive body crushing him and the bed.
“S-stop it….”
Eun-myeong’s body was now soaking wet, like laundry left in a washbasin. He let his limbs go limp, as if he no longer had the strength to squeeze out anything more.
Even so, the man did not pull his cock out of the hole, holding his position. The thing burrowed inside was still hard. Eun-myeong trembled in fear at that imposing presence, which felt as though it wouldn’t be satisfied until it fired one more shot.
If this continued, he felt he truly wouldn’t be able to walk on two feet for several days. And if he had to walk on all fours, wouldn’t he be no different from a dog?
“I can’t do any more.”
Eun-myeong’s arms tapped the man’s shoulder weakly. Slosh, slosh—the narrow hole was drenched with semen, as much as if he had urinated.
While Eun-myeong had undergone an unknown number of climaxes, it was only the second time for the man. It was because he had been too lenient while breaking open and thrusting into an unaccustomed body. The man smacked his lips.
He had been thrusting inside as if intoxicated, and only now had he regained his senses. He expected it to taste good, but he hadn’t expected it to be this much.
It was a pity, but Eun-myeong had already gone limp in the neck. His small chest heaved slowly. He had fallen asleep in the meantime. Wondering if he was pretending to be asleep, the man watched him without blinking.
He thought it would be the end, but… to think he would pound him like a crazy bastard. The man chuckled, sweat dripping down his spine.
Whether he had cried or not, his pale face, like a well-boiled chicken, was covered in tear stains. The man clicked his tongue. To be streaming tears over something like this, as if he were a child. And a man with a cock at that.
The man stuck out his tongue and took Eun-myeong’s eyelashes one by one into his mouth. It was so incredibly sweet that he wondered if the boy had secretly hidden and rubbed sugarcane on himself.
Eventually, the man rubbed the freckles one by one with his tongue as if tasting them. Like a sated predator, he lounged lazily, feeling the texture of Eun-myeong’s soft thighs. The way they clung to his palm felt exactly like kneading flour dough.
With his other hand, the man quickly rubbed his erect penis, which looked as if it would burst, and ejaculated. The glans, thick as a premium mushroom, tapped against Eun-myeong’s concave navel, spraying a lavish amount of semen. The white body became a mess, drenched in semen and sweat.
Listening to the sound of ragged breathing—hiss, haaa, hiss—the man let out a sigh like a satisfied dog.
Slosh… He heard the sound of water from the far side of his consciousness. It seemed he was in a bathtub.
He was certainly rolling around on the bed until he fell asleep as if fainting. Did the man move him…?
When he opened his eyelids, his vision was blurry. His eyelashes were clumped together in a mass. Come to think of it, in every moment of his memory, Eun-myeong had been streaming tears. Now, the liquid seemed to have dried and clumped. He tried to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but “Uh….”
His arm dropped limply. Splash, shh—it sank into the water. His body wouldn’t obey, as if it had been repeatedly beaten with a meat tenderizer. He felt as if he had become tender meat without any muscle.
“…….”
Instead, a hand much larger than his own and with darker skin entered his field of vision. …Was he going to hit him? Unconsciously, he curled his shoulders inward like a slug, but the hand rubbed his face clean, as if washing him.
His vision cleared slightly. Eun-myeong was in the bathtub, held in someone’s arms. Why was he like this? His thoughts wouldn’t connect properly.
It was while Eun-myeong was spacing out with a blank face, like an animal that had been hand-washed too vigorously.
“Look at the state of you, fuck….”
A mocking laugh was heard from behind. A heavy vibration traveled through his back, making Eun-myeong’s body tremble slightly.
Memories slowly returned to his brain, which had been dyed white as if paint had been poured into it. The scenes filling in one by one were so primal and raw that his eyelids felt plump and swollen.
“…….”
Heat rose all the way to his neck. His heart throbbed with an anxious tremor. It was terribly embarrassing. A sense of shame adorned his entire body, as if he had been caught in a state that should never be seen by others.
Could he just bite his tongue and die? He couldn’t bear to keep his eyes open. As he gently closed his eyelids again, the man flicked water onto the tip of his nose.
“Wake up, you gruntling pig.”
The man slid his arm under the hollow of Eun-myeong’s knees, lifted him up effortlessly, and sat him on the edge of the tub. No matter the difference in build, he was also an adult man, yet being handled like a plush doll forced Eun-myeong to encounter a needless sense of shame.
“Uh…!”
Next, the man stood up. The water in the tub surged violently and splashed onto the tiles. Eun-myeong’s back swayed, pushed by the wave as if a giant battleship had been spat out.
…Splash, splash.
In his downward gaze, he saw large feet stepping across the drenched tiles. Unlike his own, the knuckles were prominent and protruding, and the surface looked rough. Eun-myeong tried desperately not to look up. Facing him while naked, his mind began to twist with erotic scenes again.
The man took a dark blue robe and draped it over his body. After tying the string loosely, he pulled out a thick towel and rubbed Eun-myeong’s body dry.
“I can do it myself.”
When he squirmed, the man made a sharp sound and opened his eyes fiercely. He was so scared that he lost all will to resist. Eun-myeong let his shoulders slump.
“You should act like a good boy.”
Satisfied that he had become docile, the man rubbed his slender arms and wiped his thin belly.
“…There….”
When the hand gripping the towel moved between his legs, his eyes turned red with shame. Soon, the robe was put on, and the man tightened the waist string so hard that his lower abdomen felt constricted. Then, the man leaned his upper body toward Eun-myeong to lift him up again.
“I’ll go by myself.”
Eun-myeong pushed his shoulder away, saying he was fine.
“Go ahead and try then.”
Told to do it if he could, Eun-myeong pointed his toes. He focused all his attention on his toes to step on the floor, but his calves trembled. Due to the aftermath of yesterday, it felt as if every muscle in his body was screaming.
As soon as the soles of his feet touched the tiles, contrary to his will, his knees buckled with a thud. There was no strength in his calves at all. Eun-myeong looked down at his legs with vacant eyes. Tsk, tsk—the man clicked his tongue with a look of pity.
“What a goddamn mess.”
The man scooped Eun-myeong up. The dark blue robe clung to Eun-myeong’s soft cheeks. With his will castrated, Eun-myeong was simply carried along blankly. He truly didn’t have the strength to move a single finger.