Double Junk - 27

Chapter 27

Seokju hastily closed the door. At the same moment, his nape was seized, and their lips met.

Seokju’s lips were hot, and there was a strong scent of alcohol. It wasn’t the smell of soju that Ajin had been pouring and cleaning up during the funeral. This was much stronger alcohol.

Ajin, still offering his lips to Seokju, scanned the room. They had kissed sporadically during the past few days, so there was some comfort in that. As he glanced around, he noticed a whiskey bottle on the desk. The brown liquid was almost empty. There was an empty glass beside it with no snacks.

Did he gulp down that strong stuff?

Ajin frowned slightly. Then, Seokju pulled his lips with force. He even nibbled on Ajin’s lower lip, as if to say, “Don’t think too much,” and tightly bit down.

“Ah…”

Ajin recoiled at the stinging sensation. In response, Seokju wrapped his cheeks around Ajin’s and thrust his tongue into his mouth. Ajin’s palate tingled as Seokju’s tongue darted inside, like it always did when they kissed. It felt like being devoured by a beast, or like being carried away by gentle waves. His eyelids drooped naturally.

“Ung…”

Seokju sucked on Ajin’s tongue. Today’s kiss was particularly intense, with Seokju biting and sucking more than usual. It felt like a baby sucking on a pacifier. Thanks to that, Ajin had to endure a sharp, tingling sensation on his lips and tongue.

At that point, Seokju pulled Ajin towards him. More precisely, he grabbed Ajin’s hips and pulled him toward his crotch. Ajin felt the hot, rock-hard erection press against his lower abdomen.

“Boss… huu… nim…”

In the throes of Seokju’s passionate grip, Ajin’s body was partially lifted off the ground. So he needed to lift his legs, but in his current state, it wasn’t easy to escape Seokju’s embrace. His legs were not in perfect condition, so his upper body swayed unsteadily.

Nevertheless, Seokju’s tongue roamed freely, and saliva mixed thickly. The sounds of their lewd and masculine actions echoed continuously.

In the end, Ajin slipped down, his lips parting with a wet pop. However, before he could realize that he was sinking, Seokju lifted Ajin’s waist with his hands. Ajin’s feet dangled in the air.

“Ajin, it’s too… hot.”

Seokju, burying his face in Ajin’s neck, mumbled.

“…”

Ajin moistened his parched lips and blinked. Seokju’s body was undeniably hot. His hair was soaked in sweat, and his body heat flowed through their touching skin. Normally, he might have joked, “Boss, you’re really hot,” and laughed. But today, the words didn’t come out so easily.

Ajin awkwardly embraced Seokju’s back. Realizing that his back was injured, he reached down to Seokju’s waist, then gently caressed his forearms.

Seokju held Ajin for a while. However, strangely, his body temperature kept rising. Normally, when Ajin held him, his body heat gradually subsided. But today, it continued to rise, bit by bit.

Ajin belatedly sensed that something was amiss and ran his fingers along Seokju’s nape and cheek. Sure enough, he was hot. Not because of the weather, though. It was a different kind of heat.

Seokju’s shoulders tightened Ajin’s grip. Ajin’s body was raised halfway. He should have wriggled out of this position, but with his legs not in perfect shape, his upper body swayed unsteadily.

Meanwhile, Seokju’s tongue continued to roam, and their saliva mixed heavily. The lewd and masculine sounds kept resonating.

Ultimately, Ajin slid down, and their lips separated with a wet sound. But before he could realize, Seokju hoisted Ajin’s waist with his hands. Ajin’s feet dangled in the air.

“Boss, you’re so… hot.”

Seokju buried his face in Ajin’s neck and mumbled.

“…”

Ajin moistened his dry lips and blinked. Seokju’s body was undeniably hot. His hair was damp with sweat, and his body heat flowed through their connected skin. Normally, he might have teased, “Boss, you’re really hot,” and chuckled. But today, the words didn’t come out so easily.

Ajin awkwardly hugged Seokju’s back. Realizing that his back was injured, he reached down to Seokju’s waist and gently stroked his forearms.

Seokju held Ajin for a while. However, strangely, his body temperature kept rising. Normally, when Ajin held him, his body heat gradually subsided. But today, it continued to rise, bit by bit.

Ajin belatedly sensed that something was amiss and ran his fingers along Seokju’s nape and cheek. Sure enough, he was hot. Not because of the weather, though. It was a different kind of heat.

Seokju held Ajin for a while. However, strangely, his body temperature kept rising. Normally, when Ajin held him, his body heat gradually subsided. But today, it continued to rise, bit by bit.

Ajin belatedly sensed that something was amiss and ran his fingers along Seokju’s nape and cheek. Sure enough, he was hot. Not because of the weather, though. It was a different kind of heat.

“Boss, you have a fever, even though you’re in pain. Are you feeling unwell? Is it the flu? A cold?”

“I’m fine. I’m fine, so just stay still.”

Seokju lifted his head, removing Ajin’s hand. Then, he held Ajin even tighter. Now Ajin could fully sense Seokju’s thick chest muscles, his well-built abs, and his fully erect member. Whether it was because of the heat, the erection was hotter than the potato he had just pulled out of the oven.

Pressing his chin against Ajin’s shoulder, he stared at the crimson glow filtering through the latticed window. Suddenly, he made an unusual expression.

“Boss, even while you’re unwell, you still get an erection.”

“Heh… I’m sorry.”

Seokju laughed, making a fart-like sound. Ajin nudged his head, cheek against Seokju’s cheek. Beyond their smooth skin, he felt a searing heat. Ajin felt it and spoke with a low, sensual voice.

“You don’t need to apologize to me. You’re not going to put it in my butt, after all.”

“Right. I won’t do that…”

“Or… um…”

“…”

“Would you like to… uh… suck it?”

At that, Seokju’s face lit up. Their gazes met, and it was clear that Seokju’s look was fiery. Ajin, feeling embarrassed, awkwardly smiled.

Warm lips nibbled at his buttock. Ajin, who was lying down, was startled and tried to crawl forward, but his hips were firmly gripped. Then he was pulled back. This time, a blunt object bit into the fleshy part of his butt.

“Ah!”

At the tingling sensation, Ajin pulled his knees inward. Seokju’s face covered his buttocks and he licked them widely. His hot breath moved up between the buttock bones and thighs, grazing his testicles. Ajin’s thin legs trembled.

“Ugh… Boss… just teasing…”

Ajin’s desire was not for this. Seokju usually slept well after their intimate moments. He was in pain, and relieving his desire was supposed to help him sleep. But Seokju took off Ajin’s pants and buried his face.

Having his buttocks licked was an entirely different experience. Even when he first spent the night with Seokju, his body heated up quickly, but he wasn’t entirely himself then. Pain and pleasure were mixed, and he couldn’t tell one from the other.

But now, he was overly sober. He had taken a nap before coming to Seokju’s room, so he was completely awake. In this situation, having his buttocks licked made him feel everything vividly.

Seokju’s hot tongue. A hard, blunt object. Sticky saliva. A high nose that probed into the flesh. Noisy, heavy breathing. Each time he bit and licked, Ajin’s buttocks, his genitals pressed into the bed, everything trembled.

“Boss, please stop…”

Ajin slapped the blanket with his soles. But with Seokju’s large body and weight, he couldn’t push him away.

Ajin held back a sob. It seemed that the boss had lost himself in lust again. Even when they kissed, he was so demanding, like an animal. He should have been more careful. He regretted not heeding Miss Hwajeong’s advice to avoid this.

Ajin wiped away a tear with a sniffle. Seokju bit Ajin’s buttocks hard and sucked on them, pulling him back.

“Ah!”

Ajin let out a startled gasp as Seokju’s tongue licked his entire buttocks. Then, it smoothly entered his anus, brushing against his testicles. Ajin’s slender legs twitched with a slight tremor.

“Ung… Boss, you… said… just… teasing…”

Ajin managed to stammer, but Seokju’s seductive tone mixed with subtle laughter made Ajin open his eyes wide. He glared at Seokju intensely. His hair shifted to one side, revealing his beautiful blue irises. Seokju gazed at them, seeming dazed, and Ajin asked pointedly.

“…Boss, are you a pervert?”

“You didn’t know? I’m a pervert, a gangster, and a fraudster.”

Seokju pressed his lips to Ajin’s eyelids. Ajin huffed with anger. Wrinkles of annoyance appeared between his furrowed brows.

“This bastard…”

Ajin was about to mutter an expletive when Seokju’s thumb slid deeply between Ajin’s buttock bones. The smooth skin gave way to the opening, and his thumb entered gently, reaching all the way to his testicles.

“Uh…”

Ajin trembled at the unfamiliar and sensuous feeling. He felt Seokju’s thumb between his buttocks, moving from the opening to caress his testicles.

“Ugh… Boss, you’re… too much…”

Ajin clenched his teeth, trying to hold back tears. Seokju’s hot tongue, wet and blunt, traveled over Ajin’s buttocks and slid smoothly into the crack.

Ajin’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t believe the sensations he was experiencing. Who in their right mind would lick there? He was already experiencing the sensations from Seokju biting and sucking, and now this.

Seokju’s hot tongue. A hard, blunt object. Sticky saliva. A high nose. Noisy, heavy breathing. Each time he bit and licked, it sent shivers through Ajin’s buttocks, the parts of his body being pushed into the bed, and his genitals.

While Ajin was tensely seated, Seokju buried his face entirely between Ajin’s buttocks. Then he began licking and sucking the hollow crevice. A different scent wafted from Ajin’s nape than his usual scent; it was still his scent, but much damper and richer.

It wasn’t dirty at all. It seemed like he was meticulously cleaning himself for this very purpose. Thanks to that, Ajin felt like he could easily undress and indulge anytime in the future.

As Seokju vigorously licked the tightly puckered hole, Ajin, who had just regained his senses, fidgeted.

“Ah! Boss! Boss, are you crazy? Boss!”

Instead of responding, Seokju made incoherent, rough sounds. Ajin, horrified by the sensation of Seokju’s hot tongue flicking at the folds, grabbed his hair without hesitation.

“Boss, Boss, Hng, Ah! You crazy bastard!”

Ajin pulled his knees inward. His slender thighs were still firm, the muscles having been developed despite the slim figure. Even so, one of his legs bent to the side was just soft.

But annoyingly, Seokju seemed to enjoy the feeling of his tight hole. It appeared Ajin was right to call him a lunatic. Here he was, getting his ass sucked like this, and he was getting hard.

“Ah, ah! Hoo… Boss, you’re… ugh! Boss… this crazy bastard!”

Ajin’s voice was a mixture of protest and pleasure as he groaned. He grabbed Seokju’s hair, which was still damp due to the heat.

The feeling was unique. Ajin felt like he was caressing someone’s head for the first time.

Ajin was getting lost in his thoughts while Seokju kept sucking quickly. Ajin was never particularly focused. Yet Seokju, like a ghost, sensed it and decided to surprise Ajin by taking his entire fold into his mouth and sucking hard.