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Prologue

A gag reflex arose from the flesh packed tightly behind him. Bitter stomach acid wet his uvula. Jaemin choked, and a long finger slipped between his lips.

Jaemin sucked it fiercely. His mouth tasted bitter from the refluxed stomach acid, but he didn’t care. If he didn’t suck properly, he would be punished so severely his buttocks would burst. His hips, already battered for hours, were beyond their limit. He was scared that if he took any more hits, his flesh would start to tear off.

Jaemin licked every part of the fingernail with his tongue, nibbling at each joint and taking it deep enough to gag. Compared to the penis that tore at his throat, this was nothing.

Still, his generous master patted his head, calling him good. Jaemin smiled softly, eyes crinkling with joy. The person behind him, noticing this, thrust his penis forcefully.

Jaemin fluttered forward like a crumbling leaf, but the hands gripping his hips didn’t budge, pulling him back hard. His thoroughly beaten stomach ached.

“Don’t smile.”

“S-Sorry, I’m sorry.”

Jaemin’s eyes crumpled helplessly. The penis thrusting into him became even rougher. Yet, the well-trained hole eagerly chewed on the flesh. He heard someone click their tongue from behind.

“It’s completely wrecked.”

“Why, it’s still pretty.”

A gentle voice rubbed Jaemin’s lower jaw. It was a gesture one would make to a pet dog.

Jaemin twisted his head, rubbing his cheek against the cold palm. He felt the lustful pheromones through the hard skin. Ah, how delightful.

His lips twitched involuntarily, but he held back. Laughing where he could be seen would surely result in the penis driving up to his solar plexus.

His mind was foggy. How many hours, or even days, had this intense and relentless intercourse been going on? Despite Jaemin being unable to conceive, the two men with their threatening physiques persistently attempted to impregnate him during each heat cycle.

His stomach, filled with semen, swelled up. He worried stupidly about what would happen if he actually got pregnant. Jaemin touched his lower belly. So much semen had been ejaculated that it seeped out with every movement of the penis.

The man thrusting from behind ran a finger over his hole, which came back sticky. Naturally, it was brought to Jaemin’s mouth. He eagerly licked up the semen.

“Your insides are full.”

The man said grumpily.

“Already? Despite all we’ve given, Jaemin’s insides never seem to stretch.”

The man in front murmured, frowning as if it were a big problem.

“If he actually got pregnant, maybe his insides would stretch.”

Clicking his tongue, the man behind thrust deeply and then pulled out all at once. Semen gushed out with an embarrassing noise. The gaping hole pulsed crudely, having lost its hold.

Jaemin, crumpled between the legs of the man in front, trembled. The rapid withdrawal of the penis was as stimulating as its entry. However, because of the rod inserted in his penis, he couldn’t even dream of ejaculation. His vision flickered white and then dimmed.

The two men paid no mind to Jaemin’s distress. Their fingers simultaneously penetrated his hole, scraping out the mixture of love juices and semen inside.

Jaemin looked down at his whitened groin with unfocused eyes. Then, a large hand smacked his butt. It was the man from behind.

“Say thank you. We’re going through all this trouble to impregnate you.”

“Th-Thank you.”

Jaemin stammered obediently.

“If it fills up again, we’ll plug it until it absorbs.”

This time it was the man in front. His soft voice didn’t match the content. Jaemin, resting his cheek on the man’s firm thigh, nodded.

“Yes.”

His body was lifted and turned over. Now, the penis of the man who had been in front was filling him. It was similar yet different from the one behind, pushing in all the way at once.

Bang! Jaemin heard an explosion in his head.

The violent stimulation made Jaemin’s legs shoot straight, his head snapping back. The man behind bit into his neck. Already covered in bite marks, his neck gained another mark full of obsession.

The pheromones of the man behind filled his nostrils. Jaemin inhaled them like a drug addict. His mouth slackened, and a smile crept up. This time he didn’t hold it back, since the man behind could see.

His melted face curved into a bright smile. The man behind gently rubbed his chin and cheeks. It was a rather affectionate touch. Jaemin blinked, rubbing his face against that hand. His eyelids fluttered lazily, growing heavier and slower.

Darkness fell.