Clap - 35

Ihyun scrutinized Jaemin’s face. Reddened eyes, flushed nose tip, deliciously ripe lips. All red. Like an unripe apple, or an early strawberry. He grinned, lifting the corners of his mouth. At first glance, it seemed like a very merciful smile. A fleeting hope crossed Jaemin’s eyes.

“…I don’t want to.”

Ihyun, still smiling, pulled out his penis and then thrust it deep inside. Jaemin’s buttocks clenched in shock. But even that was minimal due to his raised hips. Still, the inner walls clenched quite nicely.

“Mmm…”

Ihyun let out a satisfied moan. Although Jaemin’s body was not yet useful as an omega, it was at least tight enough to be stimulating. The copious amount of gel he had poured in also played a part. Ihyun smiled lightly and moved his hips vigorously.

“Huk, aut, eut, teach- er… Uk! It hurts…”

Jaemin’s rear opening, whether stretched, widened, or torn, sucked on the penis quite deliciously. Ihyun, spreading Jaemin’s hole with both thumbs, gleefully watched as it chewed on his penis.

“Are you close?”

Ichan, who had been pulling, pinching, and persistently kneading Jaemin’s flat chest, asked with a bored expression, seemingly having lost interest. Even though Jaemin’s once-white chest was now mottled red, it wasn’t enough to satisfy him.

“Just a bit more.”

Ihyun moved his hips more vigorously. After all, the ultimate goal wasn’t pleasure but sex. He needed to reach climax quickly and inject his semen as soon as possible. They had to make Jaemin’s body unable to resist awakening by injecting as much as possible in the shortest time.

Ihyun’s glans pounded the edge of the rectum repeatedly. Each time, Jaemin tightly gripped Ichan’s wrist, which was holding down his hands. It wasn’t for any particular reason, just a weak support. Without it, he felt he might die right then.

While thinking it would be better to die than endure this pain any longer, he didn’t want to die. His thoughts flipped back and forth each time Ihyun’s penis entered and exited.

Just as Jaemin’s mind began to scatter hazily, Ihyun’s pelvis began to collide rapidly. Jaemin’s body swayed helplessly. The violently shaking body and vision made him nauseous. His stomach churned.

“Huu, eut, ah! Stop… Heu, uk, stop… Huuk…”

Ihyun gripped Jaemin’s buttocks firmly with his cold hands and thrust his penis in as far as he could. It was just a little, a very little deeper than before. But to Jaemin, it felt as catastrophic as the end of the world. His whole body shuddered, and he felt a surge of nausea.

“Ughk… kuk, owuu…”

Jaemin’s upper body heaved as he drooled. That’s how deep the insertion was. A sour smell rose. The body that had been so carefully washed was now soiled with stomach acid and saliva. The liquid was pale, as he had eaten nothing but porridge, but dirty was dirty. Even in this situation, Ichan, true to his doctor nature, supported Jaemin’s neck to prevent the vomit from flowing backward.

Ihyun frowned openly. Still, he managed to ejaculate somehow.

Fearing to waste even a single drop, Ihyun remained inside Jaemin for a long time after ejaculating. Even after pulling out, he pressed his thumb against the pulsating hole to prevent the semen from escaping.

Jaemin looked with unfocused eyes at his own damp chest, Ihyun attached below, and Ichan wiping up the vomit with wet wipes. The unreal reality weighed heavily on Jaemin. He couldn’t hold back the surging sorrow.

“Heuk, heu… eut, huuu…”

Jaemin, as if not satisfied with crying all this time, poured out more tears. It felt truly unfair and terrible to have hit rock bottom against his will. His life hadn’t been great or proud, but it hadn’t been this shameful either. Caught by two alphas, he lost his identity, his body, and now even his human dignity. He couldn’t help but be sad.

As Jaemin covered his face with both hands and wailed at the top of his lungs, his legs were spread again. Unlike Ihyun’s cold hands, these were hot. Jaemin briefly stopped crying and glanced down. This time, Ichan was positioning himself between his thighs.

Jaemin’s flushed face instantly turned pale.

“Ah, no… No, keuk, k, something bad will happen. No…”

Jaemin flailed his arms, trying to push Ichan away. He couldn’t believe they were going to repeat that painful act. It already felt like all his internal organs had been pulled out. He couldn’t bear it anymore. He wanted to beg them to kill him instead.