Double Junk - 49

Chapter 49

“Do you ever think about finding your parents?”

It wasn’t a particularly unusual question, but Ajin’s eyes instantly narrowed into a triangle shape. It was an anger rarely seen in the usual gentle and mild Ajin.

“Why should I?”

“Huh?”

“Why should I find them? If I was lost, they should be the ones to find me.”

“…”

“I’m just a child. Those people are adults. If I was lost and not abandoned, they should have come looking for me. No matter what they had to do, they should have found me. No matter what…”

Ajin bit down on his molars. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. He turned his head to the side, staring at the dark expanse of the forest, murmuring.

“No, no, even if they came, I don’t want it. Like idiots losing a kid and…”

“Ajin.”

“And what… would they be happy to find me? Like this, crippled. They’d find it annoying, regret it, and curse, right?”

“…”

“I’d rather not meet them if that’s the case.”

Seokju tightly sealed his lips. He could easily understand. Ajin wasn’t resentful towards his parents; he was afraid.

Afraid of meeting them and disappointing them with his current state. Afraid that despite starting with a kidnapping, he might end up abandoned. Afraid that meeting them would bring no change. Afraid of continuing to be alone.

Seokju embraced Ajin and gently stroked his thin back.

“No. You’re so beautiful and lovely. Why would you regret it?”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Your parents probably have been looking for you and missing you all this time.”

“…”

Without a response from Ajin, he faced Seokju and buried his face in the firm chest. The warmth from Seokju’s body seemed to melt not only his frozen body but also his heart. The coldness that had filled his stomach, as if he had eaten ice, suddenly turned warm, as if he had eaten something hot.

The two of them stayed in each other’s arms for a while, until their contrasting body temperatures mixed without boundaries.

Then, it was Seokju who spoke first. There was one word from Ajin’s mouth that bothered him. It had been bothering him for a while.

“Ajin.”

“Yes.”

“Why do you keep calling yourself ‘crippled’? Did our kids call you that?”

“No. But so what? Even the boss calls me ‘lame.'”

“Still, don’t do that. I don’t like hearing it.”

“…”

Ajin, who had been burying his face in Seokju’s chest, lifted his head. His expression was one of not understanding why he shouldn’t say it or what was unpleasant about it. Seokju gently swept Ajin’s bangs to the side and explained.

“Ajin, having a body that’s uncomfortable isn’t something to make fun of or insult. Do you know how many perfectly healthy bastards there are in the world?”

“…”

“Of course, including me.”

Seokju grinned playfully. Ajin chuckled softly. Seokju, gazing fondly at that smile, continued.

“So, I’d prefer if you didn’t keep calling yourself ‘crippled.’ Okay?”

Ajin blinked slowly. He stared at Seokju. The handsome face seemed to approach afresh. What should be said? It was like there was a small sun rising behind his head.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away. I wanted to keep watching. I didn’t want to be apart from him.

Ajin nodded his head as if enchanted by something. Seokju playfully stamped his lips on Ajin’s round forehead and the space between his eyebrows. Ajin quietly accepted his kisses.

Seokju finally sucked on Ajin’s lower lip and released it. Then, he tried to embrace Ajin again. However, Ajin pushed his chest away. His cheeks were flushed unlike before.

“Ma-Master.”

“Yeah?”

“I… I’ve digested it all. Now… let’s go to the room.”

At those words, Seokju’s eyes widened.

Ajin’s body, with pigeon toes, shook roughly. His hand gripping the edge of the bathtub turned white. The organ that filled him, pushing in and out, made his waist tremble as if his body was being squashed.

“Ah, uh! Ugh, yeah, ah…!”

Ajin’s eyelids trembled. The stimulation of scratching, stabbing, and pressing on the pleasurable spots made the world spin before his eyes. The buttocks receiving the firm impacts felt sore. It was sore, but it felt good.

Then, with a loud sound, the thick glans pressed deep into the depths of his abdomen. Ajin ejaculated limp – the pink p3nis jerked and poured out thick fluid.

“Ah-huh…”

His thighs shivered as Seokju’s hand extended from behind to grip and play with his organ. Helpless, Ajin twisted his waist. However, his grip was unbreakable.

“Did you finish? Yeah? Already? So cute…”

Seokju teased Ajin, sucking on his earlobe. All Ajin could produce in response were strange moans.

Seokju slowly withdrew and reinserted his organ into the hole until Ajin reached climax. The tightened anus clung to his p3nis like melted taffy. The view of his enormous shaft moving between the white and soft buttocks, like a large pendulum, was clearly visible. It was utterly insane.

Seokju let out a heated breath. At the same time, he pulled out his organ, from the tip to the glans, and then slowly, but deeply, thrust it back in.

Ajin’s head jerked up.

“Uh-ah!”

“Ha… Ajin, it’s good. Yeah? So good…”

Ajin’s whole body trembled. Seokju, observing Ajin’s rear view, forcefully lifted his waist. He used his hand to gently stroke Ajin’s lower abdomen, which became lumpy every time he stimulated it.

Ajin closed his eyes. Tears trickled down his wrinkled eye corners.

“Ugh, harder, ha… ugh, yeah! Ah!”

Ajin’s toes curled inward. Soon, his lower abdomen twitched as if it had been a while since he reached climax.

Ajin pushed Seokju’s belly away, sending him backwards. Trying to push him away with both hands proved futile, and he even tried scratching at his upper body, but that was useless too.

“M-Master… wait… agh! Uh, yeah! Ah!”

“Shh… If you don’t be quiet, everyone will find out. Hoo, are you going to suck my d1ck here and whine?”

Seokju whispered, playing with Ajin’s wide-open hole.

It was understandable; it wasn’t even midnight yet. Usually, Ajin would come to Seokju’s room around midnight, so engaging in such early evening lovemaking was a first. Furthermore, today there was a welcoming party, so the outside was still noisy. Some organization members were still busy drinking, and the maids were also cleaning up.

The reason Seokju and Ajin were making love in the bathroom, not the room, was to prevent any lewd sounds from leaking outside.

Ajin didn’t want to scream, but even if he tightly closed his mouth, when Seokju forcefully thrust his organ deep inside, Ajin’s mouth involuntarily opened.

Ajin turned his head back to glare at Seokju. His eyes conveyed a message like, ‘Hey, damn it, ease up a bit!’

Seokju understood the look and chuckled. Ajin, who had his hot pepper-like organ pushed deep inside him, felt like his brain was melting. Seokju’s relaxed laughter was infuriating, especially since he looked unnecessarily handsome, making Ajin hate him even more.

“Stick your tongue out.”

Seokju said. Ajin knew it was for some bestial act, but he found himself extending his tongue without realizing it. His red and moist tongue appeared.

Seokju grabbed it with his index and middle fingers, dragging them from top to bottom. Ajin’s spine shivered at the strange sensation.

Seokju wrapped Ajin’s tongue with his fingers, licking up his hollow spine. It felt unfamiliar but not rough, causing Ajin’s eyelids to loosen in response.

Suddenly, Seokju’s fingers plunged into Ajin’s mouth.

“Ugh…”

Seokju’s fingers were large. They were not thick, but they were well-defined and long. If his fingers went all the way in, Ajin’s Adam’s apple would be pressed. Wide-eyed, Ajin turned to look at Seokju. Smirking, Seokju whispered.

“Let’s try putting it all in today.”

“Um?”

Ajin mumbled with Seokju’s fingers in his mouth. What? What are you putting all in? As the question arose, the thing inserted behind him began to wiggle inside him.

“Huoo!”

Ajin realized Seokju’s intention belatedly. Seokju’s organ was incredibly large. It was as big as a snake. So far, it had never gone all the way in. There was always about two fingers’ worth remaining. Yet, sometimes when Seokju thrust deeply, Ajin had to suppress the urge to retch.

But now, he said he would put it all in. It was impossible.

“Uw, ufhu!”

Ajin shook his head violently. However, Seokju chuckled and continued inserting it bit by bit.

Ajin’s body, which had been heated by pleasure, quickly cooled down. Cold sweat gathered on his forehead. His stomach felt filthy. Of course, it had always been dirty whenever Seokju penetrated him, but this time was different.

Just a bit more, maybe about a finger’s width, went in, but his insides felt stifling. It felt like everything was being pushed up, as if his internal organs would reverse back up his throat. Amidst this, with Seokju’s fingers blocking his mouth, it felt like he was about to die.

Ajin resisted fiercely. He even bit down on Seokju’s fingers with the intention of really chewing, but Seokju didn’t let out a single groan.

Relentlessly, Seokju pushed further. Although his glans bumped into the tight entrance, he stubbornly pushed it in. Each time, Ajin’s fleshy walls tensed and contracted vigorously, creating a fantastic feeling.

“Haa…”

“Wook…”

Seokju and Ajin simultaneously released different moans.