Swallow Hunting

“If you put it in like that, I’ll die. Wait. Just a second. I brought something.”

“What.”

Trying to soothe the disgruntled Lee Kangjoo, I hurriedly pulled out the gel. If I left it to him, he’d happily ram it into my dry hole like he’d done with my mouth, and the result might be the most humiliating experience of my life—calling an ambulance to a hotel. Lee Kangjoo was scary, sure, but the thought of medical staff staring straight at my blown-out ass was even more horrifying.

“It’s your first time with a man, right. I’ll handle it.”

“You’ve got a lot of experience?”

“...Yeah.”

Customers didn’t like virgins. Who in the world would throw around big money just to fuck an awkward, clumsy ass.

They wanted a skilled male whore who could melt their whole body and take them to the edge. And Lee Kangjoo wouldn’t be any different. I didn’t even think of the boss’s advice about selling my virginity at a premium. Putting on a shy act, I smiled sheepishly, pushed Lee Kangjoo down onto the bed, and climbed on top of him.

He propped his arm behind his head and looked at me like, go on, show me. The way he watched without moving was oddly erotic. I lowered my gaze to avoid it and swallowed nervously. I’d thought the size that had pressed against my ass before meant he was fully hard, but his dick was only half-awake.

I squeezed a generous amount of gel into my hand and grabbed his dick. As I stroked it smoothly up and down and played with the head, it quickly filled and stood stiff. When I glanced up, there was a slight crease between Lee Kangjoo’s brows.

I smeared gel all over between my cheeks, then gripped his shaft and held it upright. I’d held my own dick and put it into others plenty of times, but I’d never held someone else’s and put it into myself. My chest tightened and my palms got sweaty. I hadn’t noticed when sucking it, but why was this dickhead so damn thick and big. It looked like the head of some venomous snake that lived in India.

Figuring it’d be better not to look, I squeezed my eyes shut tight and brought the blunt tip to my hole. It was so slippery it bounced forward and back. Feeling relieved that it wasn’t going in yet was ridiculous. When it brushed my balls or the sensitive skin between my balls and hole, embarrassing sounds like hng, uh slipped out instead, and my hole clenched even tighter.

“You said you had experience. At this rate, it’ll be morning.”

“Well, sir—”

Lee Kangjoo lifted his upper body. The robe slid down, revealing his bare torso, scars etched across it like tattoos.

Intimidating and threatening, no matter how many times I saw it. I swallowed dryly, and Lee Kangjoo suddenly grabbed one of my ass cheeks. I whipped my head around, but the tip was already touching my stretched-open hole.

“Hhng...!”

Before I could stop him, the tip and head punched their way inside. Gravity and his own weight combined, and in the blink of an eye, half his dick disappeared between my cheeks.

“Ha, ah...!”

My mouth fell open. Tears beaded in my wide eyes. The pain made my head go dizzy, and like a drowning man grabbing at straw, I wrapped my arms around Lee Kangjoo’s neck and clung to him desperately.

“You’ve got to put it in like this.”

Lee Kangjoo kneaded around my hole, stretched to the point of tearing. Showy technique or not, it was drenched in gel and easy to fuck.

He slapped my ass, taut from tension, making a sharp sound, and peeled me off him as I clung on for dear life. Seeing my face with tears streaming down it, Lee Kangjoo curled his lips for the first time since entering the hotel. It was a pleased smile.

“We both know you’re a whore. You don’t need ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) to play innocent this hard.”

“Hh, hng, hhuh. Sir. Just a second. Please, just—”

Before I could confess it was my first time, Lee Kangjoo grabbed my waist and dragged me down. I flailed, bracing my hands on his shoulders and trying to lift myself up. It was pure survival instinct. If he shoved it all the way in like this, today would be my death anniversary, and I couldn’t guarantee the safety of my internal organs.

“Where do you think you’re going.”

But Lee Kangjoo wasn’t about to let that happen. He subdued me with ease and pushed my pale body facedown onto the bed. Then he set the tip of his dick against my already-broken hole and shoved in hard.

“Hk—!”

A strangled sound tore out of my throat, while a satisfied hum slipped from Lee Kangjoo’s mouth. The way my insides clung tightly around his shaft was top-tier for a man.

“Hh, ngh. Hng, hhuh... hhng.”

Quail-egg-sized tears dropped from my eyes. I’d been beaten by gangsters, cut by knives, but I’d never felt pain like this.

It was like someone had lit a fire in my gut. The flesh packed full by his shaft burned hot. I was gasping for air, and every time I tensed my stomach, it squeezed the dick inside me; when I exhaled, it loosened. I didn’t mean to do it.

You’d think he’d at least give me time to adjust, but Lee Kangjoo showed no such kindness. Instead, like the day he’d fucked my mouth, he stuffed his dick in relentlessly. It was only halfway in, but a shallow dimple bloomed between my waist and ass as my body tensed.

“Hhng...!”

I was in agony. Lightning flashed before my eyes, and every tiny movement of Lee Kangjoo’s fingers sent a storm raging inside my belly.

My once-bouncy dick wilted, my balls sagged. My tense thighs shook, sweat beaded on my forehead. My face and ears burned red, but tears poured like a waterfall, carving paths down my cheeks and pooling at my chin. I looked utterly pitiful.

Not that Lee Kangjoo would see it. Or rather, he didn’t need to care. From behind, he twisted his grip on my hips and pushed in. When the head hit a dead end, he pressed down firmly.

“Kkh—”

A sound like someone being strangled burst from my mouth. I clamped my hands over it in panic, but moans still leaked through my tightly pressed fingers, and streams of tears ran over the backs of my hands, soaking the sheets.

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I wanted to beg him to go slow, to pull out even for a moment, hands clasped in prayer. But whenever I opened my mouth, all that came out were panting sounds like a dog lying under the summer sun, and when Lee Kangjoo moved, any words or pleas evaporated from my brain.

I pressed my forehead into my arm and gripped the sheet like I meant to tear it. Maybe he was being considerate, or maybe there just wasn’t enough room to really move, but Lee Kangjoo slid in and out unhurriedly.

To me, that was even worse torture. Digging out, going back in, stirring everything up—the sensations were intense. Everything was pressed, rubbed, scraped. It hurt so bad my body twisted, yet underneath it all there was a tiny, impossible-to-ignore sliver of pleasure coexisting with the pain.

Especially when the head of his dick pressed hard against some deep spot inside, my dick zinged like that humiliating moment at the hospital before. Like touching a metal handle in winter and getting shocked without warning, like a fluorescent light flicking on out of nowhere.

“Hhuh....”

When pain gets bad enough, you cling to even a single drop of pleasure like rain in a drought. I bowed my head, groaning, and without thinking reached a hand down. I slid it up between my legs and grabbed my slightly plumper dick. As I rubbed slowly, the searing pain in my gut began to settle.

The shame and embarrassment of jerking off in front of Lee Kangjoo could wait. That wasn’t important. I needed to survive first.

“Nngh... ah!”

Even with pearl-like tears spilling from my eyes, I didn’t stop moving my hand. If I stopped milking it, it felt like my hole would tear and my insides would collapse again. I grit my teeth and pumped faster, trying to drown the pain in crude pleasure.

“Nh—!”

The moment my thumb brushed over my piss slit, Lee Kangjoo hit deep. That was it. Right there. Like he’d been waiting for it, the dick clenched in my fist swelled.

Lee Kangjoo seemed to notice the change in my moans. He grabbed my waist properly and pulled me back. When he fucked me from a different angle into the hole, flushed from pink to red, my narrow back shuddered. My belly skin rippled, an unfamiliar outline briefly visible.

“...Hik.”

The tears in my eyes stopped dead. Instead, there was a definite bead of moisture at the tip of my dick, even if it was just a little. Unable to believe it, I lowered my head and stared at my dick. It was standing proudly upright. Even though I’d stopped jerking it.

“Uh...?”

It was bizarre. I blinked, staring at my own dick like it belonged to someone else.

Why is that hard. If it hurts, shouldn’t it be hanging limp. But every time Lee Kangjoo shifted slightly, my dick jerked stiffly toward my navel and leaked.

“Th-this is weird. Wait.”

“Why.”

“It’s not supposed to be hard, ah— it shouldn’t— hng...!”

“You keep breaking the flow. You said you had experience. Customers wouldn’t have liked this.”