Double Junk - 36

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He pinched Ajin’s n1pple with his fingers, tugging at it firmly. Unable to bear it any longer, Ajin finally put down the pencil.

“Boss! I’m studying right now.”

“What about it?”

“Stop bothering me.”

Ajin looked at him with widened eyes, and Seokju let out a dry laugh. This tiny brat was really… he wanted to just swallow him in one gulp…

“If you’re really my son, shouldn’t you just cheer for me when I’m studying?”

“Well… it’s not like that, but…”

“I coax you to sleep, kiss your lips, and even suck your… so I can’t study here? Huh? Am I supposed to sit and stare at the wall like an old hag?”

Ajin pouted his lower lip at Seokju’s more passionate than expected reaction. Seokju must have really been angry. He was scared all of a sudden. He didn’t usually curse in front of him.

Ajin grumbled as Seokju’s finger poked him. Seokju lightly tapped his own thigh.

“Then I won’t touch you, so come here and do it.”

“…”

Ajin stared at him blankly. Then, reluctantly, he nestled his buttocks between Seokju’s thighs. After all, Seokju was his master, so he had to listen to him.

Seokju smiled with satisfaction as Ajin settled on his lap. Ajin brought his notebooks and books closer and leaned halfway over the desk to reach for the pencil that had rolled away. Ajin’s plump buttocks were clearly exposed on top of his pants.

Seokju, who had been watching all this, suddenly grabbed Ajin’s buttocks.

Ajin flinched, but didn’t turn around. As usual, he probably thought Seokju was going to coax him again. But instead, he felt a thick, hot flesh between his buttock bones. It was Seokju’s member.

“…”

Ajin blinked with a foolish expression. Then, Seokju lowered Ajin’s pants. The tiny lump was clearly visible. The quivering, voluptuous flesh tempted Seokju.

Seokju lowered his pants as well and placed his thick member between Ajin’s buttock bones. He also held Ajin’s narrow waist to keep him from slipping away.

Ajin turned back with a startled expression at the sudden turn of events.

“I won’t touch you…”

“Sorry.”

“You’re always apologizing!”

Bastard! Ajin gritted his teeth. Seokju then stuck out his tongue and licked his cheeks and ears.

“I won’t put it in. Just tease you. Just tease.”

“How can I trust that, uh!”

Seokju thrust his hips forcefully. Silently, his erect member swept up Ajin’s buttock groove. The hot flesh pressed against the wrinkles and scraped his sensitive perineum. Ajin’s waist curved inward.

“Ah!”

“Ha… damn it…”

Seeing that provocative gesture, Seokju chewed on his curse. Everything seemed so erotic and insane. It felt like his head was about to explode.

Seokju swiftly and forcefully thrust his erect member. He wasn’t really entering Ajin’s rear hole. He moved aggressively and arbitrarily since Ajin wouldn’t get hurt. Whenever Ajin tightened his buttocks in response to the speed and strength, Seokju let out a deep moan.

Of course, in the midst of it all, he didn’t forget to reach forward and touch Ajin’s member. The decent-sized member quickly grew firm in Seokju’s firm and hot palm.

Ajin gripped the pencil tightly. The thin pencil shook as if it might break soon. The notebook seemed to warp as if it had become wet from his hot breath.

“Uh, ah, hah, yeah…”

“Phew… Ajin, put strength in your buttocks. Hmm?”

“I don’t like… Ah, uh!”

“If you don’t let me in here…”

Seokju playfully teased Ajin’s tightly clenched rear hole with his thumb. Ajin’s waist jerked up with a start, and then he obediently applied more force to his buttocks. Well-fed, plump buttocks squeezed Seokju’s member.

Seokju let out a heated breath and pushed his erect member buried between Ajin’s buttocks from below to above, occasionally smacking Ajin’s buttocks with his tip. He intentionally slid his member down, passing through the perineum, between Ajin’s thighs, and then back out. It repeatedly flattened and expanded Ajin’s tender anus against Seokju’s member.

“Ah, uh…”

“Hoo…”

Seokju’s movements became faster. His erect member pulsed vigorously and soon released a continuous stream of semen. Even though Ajin’s white buttocks had become even paler, he trembled from the hot, sticky sensation.

As always, Seokju’s climax was long and plentiful. It couldn’t all fit on Ajin’s buttocks, so it dripped onto the floor, leaving a sticky mess. Ajin rubbed his thighs against the hot liquid flowing down the groove between them.

With his face buried in Ajin’s neck, Seokju rapidly shook Ajin’s member. The bulbous glans emerged like a mushroom from Seokju’s palm.

“Ah, uh! Hoo, ah, uh…”

Ajin arched his neck like a chicken. After a while, he climaxed without any force. He collapsed onto the desk.

“Boss, seriously…”

“Yeah, sorry.”

Seokju scattered cheap apologies. Ajin clenched his mouth shut. He wanted to scold him for doing this every time, but Seokju’s apologies always felt genuine and remorseful. It wasn’t just empty words. Despite the fact that repeating the same behavior was driving him crazy, Ajin couldn’t do anything about it.

Seokju continued to tease Ajin’s buttocks with his sticky member for a while. It seemed that one round of climax hadn’t satisfied him. But fortunately, he didn’t push it further; Ajin might get really mad.

“I want to wash up…”

Ajin spoke softly. Seokju embraced him and led him to the bathroom.

Seokju personally washed Ajin’s buttocks, cleaning up the semen-covered groin and lower abdomen. He also teased Ajin’s hole and stroked his member with his fingers, earning himself a scolding from Ajin.

After their bathroom wrestling match, they returned to the room, and Ajin was visibly drained. He lay under the half-opened window, staring outside. Seokju wrapped him in a blanket and lay down with him. He left one foot outside, looking relaxed.

Seokju gently stroked Ajin’s back and spoke tenderly.

“Ajin.”

“Yes?”

“Do you want to go to school?”

Ajin, who had his face buried in Seokju’s chest, raised his head abruptly.

“Really?”

“There’s a school about twenty minutes away. If you take the car, it won’t even take five minutes. Do you want to go there? I can teach you how to read and do math.”

“Um…”

“Of course, you won’t have friends your age there, but what do you think? Just sit on your ass all day?”

Ajin, who probably looked cute sitting at a small desk studying, seemed appealing. Although Seokju couldn’t watch from the side, it might be fun to drop him off at school, pick him up, make his lunch, and all that. The prestigious school for young nobles even required them to wear traditional hanboks. Ajin in those clothes would be quite a sight.

As Seokju was letting his imagination run wild, Ajin unexpectedly gave a different answer.

“I don’t want to.”

Seokju raised an eyebrow and looked at Ajin as if he couldn’t believe his ears.

“Why?”

Ajin bit his lip. There was only one reason – he didn’t want to go outside. There were cars outside, and lately, there were more traffic accidents. If he went outside, he was sure to get run over by a car. Even a slightly damaged leg or, in the worst case, a head-on collision.

Just imagining it made him shudder. His body grew cold in an instant. Ajin pulled the blanket up to his shoulders and came up with a reason.

“I… I have to work.”

Seokju raised an eyebrow.

“Why do you work?”

“Uh… Well, obviously, I need to make money…”

“You don’t even have anywhere to spend money.”

“…”

“You say you don’t want it even when I offer it. You don’t have a sick parent to take care of, and you don’t have dreams. Why work and save money?”

Seokju was genuinely curious. Ajin had no interest in material possessions. Even if he was given money, he would neither spend it nor invest in Seokju’s room, filled with expensive watches and gold accents. So, working to earn money was a puzzling choice.

“…”

Ajin bit his lip hard. He had a lot to say, but he couldn’t express it. He felt powerless. He was just a fool. He was so afraid to go outside that he ended up working at a gambling den his whole life and now washing dishes in a gangster’s house.

Other people would work to earn money, buy a house, get married, and own a car, but Ajin had no goals or purposes.

Seokju knew all this, but it was especially heartbreaking right now. In response to Seokju’s sigh, tears welled up in Ajin’s eyes.

Tears swelled in his eyes, and Seokju took a deep breath. He grabbed Ajin’s cheeks.

“Ajin. Why are you crying?”

“I… I, uh…”

Thud, thud, thud.

Just then, someone urgently knocked on Seokju’s door. Seokju raised the blanket to cover Ajin and, with his other hand, aimed the gun he had by the bedside at the door.

“Who is it?”

Ajin, frightened by the low voice, clung tightly to Seokju’s chest. After a brief silence, the person who had knocked on the door identified themselves in a deep voice.

“Boss, it’s Myungjin.”

At those words, Ajin heaved a sigh of relief and slumped down. Seokju, who had held Ajin protectively, looked at Myungjin with an annoyed expression.

“Why.”

“Just… for a moment… can you come out?”

For some reason, Myungjin’s lowered voice seemed concerned, and Seokju wore a discontented expression.