“Wait—just for today.......”
I was planning to suck him off lightly, make him come, and send him home. I swear to God, I had zero intention of swallowing Lee Kangjoo’s cock with my hole.
I twisted my body in a panic, but Lee Kangjoo pressed a steady hand to my waist and brought his rock-hard cock up against my ass. Wet, slick, radiating heat, the thick shaft rubbed slowly over the soft meat of my cheeks.
“You want it that badly.”
“No—no! Really, CEO, seriously...!”
I tried to explain myself, but it was like my words never even reached his ears. I gave up almost immediately. There’s no point charging at something you can’t change. The faster you give up, the easier it is on the body.
Lee Kangjoo crushed my ass with one hand. The cock I’d worked so hard on with my tongue and lips bobbed and nudged against my hole. The pink wrinkles twitched and puckered.
I clenched my teeth. Of all things, I didn’t have lube. That should’ve been the first thing I bought. I’d stupidly put it off till tomorrow, telling myself nothing would happen on the first day.
“Just a second, CEO.”
I tried to shut up and endure, but I was scared. If I kept stopping him, he might get pissed—but if he shoved it in like this, I’d be in the hospital instantly.
I looked around, grabbed a beer can, and poured the leftover booze all over my hand. Then I reached down, slid between my legs, and traced the crack. I soaked his cock too, and groped my own hole. Humiliating as hell, but if I didn’t want to see blood, I had to do something.
“Hh....”
Lee Kangjoo was watching closely, holding my ass cheeks apart. My ears, cheeks, and the back of my neck flushed red like I was drunk. Even so, my fingers didn’t stop. I stretched my arm as far as I could and pushed my middle finger in, then my ring finger.
Being touched by him and stuffing my own fingers in felt worlds apart. Embarrassing, miserable, awkward, disgusting.
Once wasn’t enough. I shook out the beer can and soaked myself completely. By the time it felt wide enough, all the strength had drained out of me.
“You can put it in now.”
I covered my eyes with my arm and bent forward. His low chuckle sent a chill down my spine. When I glanced down, my own cock was standing healthy and proud, despite the burning shame flooding my whole body.
“Hngh....”
The blunt head, dull like a stake, forced its way into my narrow hole. Even after loosening myself with fingers, swallowing something that big wasn’t easy—but Lee Kangjoo shoved it in halfway in one go. I let out a short, sharp cry.
“Ah—h, hk.”
I grabbed my stomach. Maybe because I’d poured alcohol inside myself, my insides burned. My head swam like I was drunk.
I mumbled for him to go slow. But maybe because I was speaking into my arm, he didn’t care whether I cried or not—he stuffed the rest in too. The root wouldn’t go. I bit down on my arm and pressed my thighs together tight. My insides clenched along with them, squeezing the cock inside me.
My ass was crushed under his hands. Red handprints bloomed over skin that had been pale just moments ago. Lee Kangjoo let out a short grunt through his teeth, pulled out halfway, then slammed back in all the way to the flesh barrier.
“Aah—!”
A wanton, broken sound spilled out of my mouth. My body remembered pleasure once it’d tasted it. The spot where his head ground through was the peak. No matter where he tore through me, electricity shot through my groin, my shoulders jerking uncontrollably.
Startled by the penetration, my cock drooped for ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) a second, then sprang back up, leaking shamelessly. When Lee Kangjoo pushed deep, clear fluid beaded at the tip of my stiff cock; when he pulled out, dimples sank deep into my ass as my insides tightened, trying to hold onto him. I was being trained inside and out. More precisely—trained by Lee Kangjoo’s cock.
“Hah—ngh, hhk, CEO... ah—!”
‘You’re noisy.’
His voice flashed through my head. I slapped both hands over my mouth. He hated it when I begged or moaned. Tonight wouldn’t be any different.
I tried desperately to keep my mouth shut, but my body kept rocking, my hands slipping away, moans leaking out. I bit my lips, bit the tip of my tongue—tried everything—but whenever he drilled deep and crushed that peak, tears streamed down my face and drool spilled from my mouth.
Then Lee Kangjoo grabbed my elbow and yanked. My back arched as my upper body was pulled upright. I gasped, lifting my tear-filled eyes.
“Why are you covering your mouth?”
“Y-you don’t like it when I’m noisy, hhk—”
“You know me well. Then hold it in some more.”
He whispered sweetly in my ear as he grabbed my other elbow and pinned both arms behind me. His thrusts grew rougher. With no way to cover my mouth, filthy moans burst out unchecked. I bit my lips, my tongue, everything—but he kept tearing through my insides and grinding down the peak until tears poured and spit dribbled out.
“L-let go. If you let go, I can—ah, hhk...!”
With my body pulled upright, when I looked down I saw my cock standing straight up toward my navel, twitching. Swollen, on the verge of firing. My balls prickled, my thighs curled in like I was holding back piss, my insides clenched tight, my tongue slipping out between my lips.
I want to grab it.
I want to blow.
I want to come.
I want to fucking cum.
With nothing but raw instinct left and my head about to explode, Lee Kangjoo pulled out until only the head remained—then slammed back in like a battering ram smashing a steel gate. The impact flattened my plump ass. The wall of flesh lifted, my guts feeling like they’d been shaken loose.
It was a lightning-strike climax. My body locked up, then shook violently. My pitifully stiff cock arced up, shooting cum in a long spray, then a second time, sputtering weakly like mouse piss.
Just as my legs gave out, Lee Kangjoo pulled his cock free and turned me around. He pushed my shoulders down, sat me on the floor, and grabbed my chin.
With glazed eyes, I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out. The wet head tapped against my tongue, then as my pink flesh dragged over the shaft a few times, his piss slit flared and thick cum splattered out.
My entire face was covered. From eyebrows to lashes, cheeks to mouth—then the second and third loads dropped deep onto my flattened tongue.
“You should swallow.”
I swallowed obediently. Bitter. My brows were about to knit in reflexive disgust when he shoved his still-hard cock back into my mouth. When my lips stayed closed around it, he pinched my nose until they parted.
“Clean it properly.”
Making an uncharacteristically playful joke, he even pushed toward my throat. When I started choking, he kindly pulled back.
About to collapse forward, I leaned my head against his thigh. Then his words about being thorough came back to me, and I dragged my tongue between his cock and balls. I licked the heavy but soft sac, then cleaned the wet shaft carefully with my lips. Only then did I finally slump down onto the floor.
The aftershock wouldn’t fade—my body was still trembling. Lee Kangjoo knelt on one knee in front of me, bringing his eyes level with mine. He looked relaxed. Refreshed. He stroked my hair and pressed his forehead to mine.
“The alcohol’s completely gone. You know a good method, Cha Haejun.”
If bodies mixing was like a flame, this small touch—forehead to forehead—was a spark. Strangely, the spark burned hotter. I couldn’t avoid it. I couldn’t bring myself to meet his eyes, so I lowered mine.
“Thanks to you, I avoided drunk driving.”
With a quick adjustment of his waistband, he was neat again, just like before. Completely different from me—face smeared with cum, hair a total mess, tear tracks on my cheeks, bare smooth legs exposed under a half-sleeve shirt.
He said goodbye and left through the entryway. I should’ve waved, but I didn’t even have the strength. Too lazy to crawl to the sofa, I collapsed right where I was.
“Fuck... that was good....”
My throat felt raw. I wanted water, but the fridge was too far. I just rubbed my throbbing ass.
“...Fuck, I’m exhausted.”
My eyelids grew heavy. And just like that, I fell asleep.
