Double Junk - 11

Chapter 11

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The hand that had been pressing down on his lower abdomen disappeared. Seokju’s weight, which had been crushing him, also moved away.

Ajin took a deep breath through his nose. Then he collapsed. Since becoming a eunuch, he had never tried to hold his breath until he was out of breath. But now, his breath was so tight that it felt like his lungs might burst.

Ajin, who was limp and lifeless, stared blankly into space. Suddenly, his body was flipped over again, and the light from the light bulb hanging from the ceiling sharply pierced Ajin’s eyes.

Ajin instinctively covered his eyes with his hands without even realizing it. His wrists were grabbed, and a dark shadow fell over his face. It was Seokju. He looked down at Ajin, who was being held down, and asked in a voice mixed with a hint of annoyance.

“Are you going to be quiet?”

Ajin blinked slowly in response to those words. He had no strength to make a sound.

Seokju’s tender hand lifted Ajin’s cheek as if to reassure him. Then he undid the tightly fastened pants. Only then did Ajin find his voice.

“Uuh…”

With a hand that Seokju hadn’t restrained, Ajin covered his mouth and whimpered. His chapped lips, roughened by the rough fabric, stung. His jaw, which had been forced open, hurt. His upper and lower teeth, which had been biting down on the cloth, trembled.

As Ajin felt the unfamiliar pain, a sense of sorrow overwhelmed him. What in the world was happening? Even after experiencing it, he still couldn’t grasp the reality of it. It felt like a vivid nightmare.

Ajin sobbed uncontrollably, and a persistent gaze could be felt. With his face still covered by his hand, Ajin looked up. Seokju was looking down at him. Ajin’s eyes were filled with Seokju’s deep black pupils.

Ajin, flushed with a feverish heat, with round teardrops falling, with his cheeks stained a pretty shade of pink from the whip marks, with his disheveled bangs flipped upwards.

“Ugh, uhh, uhh, uh, uhh…”

He looked quite beautiful. No, he was even more beautiful than the gisaeng he had seen at a famous brothel in Seoul.

For all the men who had taken advantage of him when he was just a hole to be used, those men must have been lucky. That’s what he thought.

How could something like this be hidden at his wife’s place?

Seokju’s affectionate touch swept Ajin’s hair with a gentle stroke. After ejaculating forcefully, the vigor and the faint dizziness had disappeared.

“Don’t cover your face.”

“Ugh, uh, what?”

“Your face, I mean. Why are you hiding your pretty face?”

“Hyuk, uhh…”

Ajin blinked his large eyes as if he didn’t understand what was being said. At that innocent expression, Seokju chuckled.

Yes, he was pretty, and on top of that, he was stupid. That made him even more special.

Seokju licked the tears rolling down Ajin’s cheek with his hot tongue. At the same time, he spread Ajin’s legs again. In response, Ajin gasped and quickly raised his upper body.

“Boss, boss. Just a moment. Boss, please…”

Ajin tried to escape from Seokju’s embrace, but Seokju wedged Ajin’s knees against his own side and tightly gripped him with his elbows. Then, once again, he pressed his engorged member into the opening. Gently, gently. The hole, mixed with semen, love juices, and oil, made a coarse sound as it welcomed Seokju.

“Boss…”

Ajin called out to Seokju in a tearful voice. In response, Seokju ran his tongue along Ajin’s jawline, warning him.

“If you make noise again, this time I’ll shove it into your throat.”

Ajin immediately closed his mouth at the terrifying threat. If that snake-like thing entered his mouth, his heart would surely crumble. Ajin didn’t make a sound, and he even used his hand to cover his mouth as if to say he would absolutely not make noise. His appearance was quite adorable.

Seokju, with his hot tongue, licked Ajin’s palm and then pushed his member into the soft hole again.

“You can moan if you want.”

Seokju’s slender legs, hanging over his shoulders, swayed feebly without any strength. Ajin stared at them as if they were someone else’s legs. Looking at the oddly twisted knees, he realized, “Oh, those legs belong to me.”

He had lost all sense in his limbs. His stamina had been drained long ago, and his senses had dulled, leaving him with only a faint tingling sensation. So, as Seokju continued to thrust and lift him as he pleased, Ajin moaned and groaned in response.

“Uhh, ah, ahh…”

“Haa, ugh…”

Before long, Seokju reached his climax. Even though his stomach was already swollen with semen, he ejaculated deep inside Ajin, filling the deepest part. Then, he gently caressed Ajin’s round lower abdomen with his palm.

In addition, Seokju used his lips to kiss and nibble on Ajin’s inner thighs and soft calves. He even took the coccyx into his mouth and rolled it around, while sucking on Ajin’s n1pples until they became swollen and red like ripe berries.

His member had also become numb. Each time Seokju scraped a certain part of the backdoor, semen would constantly pour out without end. In the end, it flowed out like a stream, neither urine nor semen.

Seokju also squeezed his own member and thrust into Ajin’s backside, and Ajin couldn’t resist succumbing to pleasure and even fainted a few times.

Ajin, with a sweaty belly, twisted his body to the side.

“Uhh…”

The area where Seokju’s member had repeatedly struck Ajin’s buttocks felt numb. The sound of raindrops tapping on the roof could be heard in the distance, and Ajin’s ears were buzzing. The only vivid sensations were Seokju’s hot hand gripping his pelvis, Seokju’s warm breath on his forehead, and the large snake-like presence filling his backdoor.

It was all about Seokju. Seokju seemed to have taken over Ajin’s world.

However, Seokju wasn’t satisfied yet. He slowly moved Ajin’s member back and forth in his backside. It was already the third time he had ejaculated without even withdrawing his member from inside Ajin, which was already filled with semen.

Ajin pushed Seokju’s sweaty chest away from him. At first, he had been scared and unfamiliar with Seokju’s body touching him. Now, it didn’t bother him anymore. Even the long fingernail marks that he had made on Seokju’s biceps and side were his own doing, so why be concerned?

“Boss…”

“Yes.”

“Please stop…”

“Why?”

“…”

Ajin tightly sealed his lips. There was no way to answer that question. Saying, “Because it’s hard for me,” would be inappropriate. Ajin tried to find the right words by looking up at the ceiling. Then, Seokju pressed his lips against Ajin’s cheek and repeatedly removed them.

“I’ll do it one more time.”

“Really? Just once?”

“Yes.”

At Seokju’s words, Ajin hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded. He closed his eyes tightly, huddled his shoulders, and wrapped the blanket around himself. He seemed to think he could endure it somehow this time.

Watching his cute struggle, Seokju couldn’t help but chuckle. He thought it might be difficult to keep the promise of doing it only once if Ajin continued to tremble like this, but he didn’t bother to mention it.

“Hyungnim. Hyungnim.”

A soft voice tickled Seokju’s ears. He furrowed his brow in annoyance at the voice. However, the voice didn’t give up and continued calling Seokju.

“Hyungnim, please wake up.”

Seokju turned his head away from the voice. Then something soft and warm, which had been snugly pressed against his side, began to wriggle and tried to leave his embrace. Seokju caught it again. Its size, perfectly fitting into his arms like a fitted wardrobe, pleased him. It was different from the women he used to hold.

It was a bit firmer, with a lower body temperature…

As Seokju caressed his buttocks, which had been bouncing around, the one who had been eagerly calling him, Myungjin, crawled over and sat next to the blanket.

“I came to wake you up because you’ve been sleeping for so long. Are you feeling unwell?”