“Gentle, gen- ugh!”

With a thrust, Yang Ho-beom shoved his half-inserted c*ck in without warning, making Soo-hyun twist his upper body in confusion. Wait. If you put it in so suddenly— Before he could finish speaking, Ho-beom leaned forward. As the remaining length entered completely, Soo-hyun’s lower abdomen felt heavy and stretched.

Ho-beom placed his hand above Soo-hyun’s head and began moving his hips. Thump, thump, thump. Soo-hyun needed to tell him to stop, but the words caught in his throat, coming out only as moans. His b*ttocks and waist lifted while his legs dangled in the air. Ho-beom’s expression as he clenched his teeth and pounded his hips seemed not like someone having s*x, but like someone angry about something.

“Ah, it hurts, nngh.”

With Ho-beom’s solid body pressing down, Soo-hyun couldn’t resist at all. Ho-beom’s head lowered toward Soo-hyun’s left shoulder as his thrusts deepened. Haa, occasionally curses mixed with his breathing. He could hear “f*ck” and “d＊mn, so tight,” and it felt like his insides were being crushed.

His body rocked up and down without rest. If he hadn’t been drunk, he would have writhed in pain. But it wasn’t as bad as he expected. Plus, with the large size reaching deep places, the pleasure was doubled compared to usual. Soo-hyun kept his mouth open, eyes downcast, panting.

“Ah, aah, ah,”

Suddenly, Yang Ho-beom slipped his hands under Soo-hyun’s shoulders. Wondering what he was doing, Soo-hyun was lifted up as Ho-beom sat back on the sofa. Their position abruptly changed, with Soo-hyun sitting on Ho-beom’s thighs with him still inside.

Disheveled hair, l＊st-glazed eyes, shoulders rising and falling roughly.

Seeing Ho-beom’s messy appearance gave Soo-hyun a thrilling feeling. With Ho-beom’s c*ck still inside him, he moved his hips back and forth. The pain disappeared, replaced by boiling desire. As he lifted and lowered his b*ttocks, grinding, Ho-beom’s face contorted.

Soo-hyun reached out to hold that face, looked into his eyes, and smiled.

“Feel good?”

When he asked this, Ho-beom smirked. Regardless, Soo-hyun licked his cheek instead of kissing him. Ho-beom’s hands, which had been resting on the sofa, grabbed Soo-hyun’s waist. Then he thrust upward from below. With a thump, the stimulation came with different intensity than before. Soo-hyun lost his composure, hugged Ho-beom, and pressed his forehead against his shoulder, breathing heavily.

“Haa, wait, huh? Aah! Ahngh!”

“I get it, so relax.”

You b＊stard. It’s not that I’m tightening, it’s that your d*ck is too big for my hole. He wanted to argue but had no chance. His body bounced up with each thrust. Ho-beom’s arms around his waist pressed down harder.

The pace quickened, and it felt like all the bl＊＊d in his body was flowing backward. He sucked on Ho-beom’s shoulder, then bit down hard enough to leave teeth marks. His moans scattered wildly, unable to keep up with the pace.

The feeling of climax began to build. His mind went white, and his whole body tingled, electrified. His thighs tensed, and his hole naturally tightened further. He heard Ho-beom curse, “Ha, f*ck,” and then suddenly, his s*men gushed out.

Stop, he wanted to say, but before he could speak, Ho-beom kept thrusting from below like a machine. Being stimulated after ej*culation felt like death. Wait, just. Hey. Wait. He grabbed Ho-beom’s arm, but it was useless. F*ck. Using all his strength, he pushed against the shoulder and tried to get away, but his body was thrown onto the sofa.

As he tried to crawl forward and get up, his legs were grabbed and pulled back. At the same time, Ho-beom mounted him from behind and thrust his c*ck in with a thump. Clinging to him from behind and moving his hips like an animal, Soo-hyun worried his hole might get damaged.

“Hey, aah! I already came, ah, stop. Stop, ahngh.”

“F*ck. Huff, you were eager enough when you started this.”

With his c*ck pressed against the sofa and being rubbed forcefully, Soo-hyun felt another climax building. He could hear Ho-beom’s breathing near his ear, and fragments of memory from that night seemed to resurface. He had thrust just as roughly then too. Desperate to satisfy his own l＊st. A b＊stard with absolutely no manners.

But contrary to his thoughts, the pleasure was wilder than usual. On the TV screen visible in front of him, the debate was still in full swing. Along with talk about the presidential election, he felt his vision blur several times. Meanwhile, Ho-beom’s breathing grew rougher and his movements faster. Soo-hyun gasped and moved his lips.

“Not inside, outside, outside, mmm.”

With a thump, pressing down on his b*ttocks, Ho-beom released his s*men inside. What a b＊stard till the end. Ho-beom’s chest and abdomen against his back contracted more firmly with his ej*culation. Soo-hyun went limp, nearly exhausted.

As he lay there with his limbs sprawled, catching his breath, Ho-beom detached himself from his back. Soo-hyun opened his eyes narrowly, then managed to prop himself up on the sofa with effort. The bottom of his shirt was soaked with s*men.

While roughly wiping himself with a towel and putting his pants back on, he noticed Ho-beom sitting beside him with a deeply furrowed brow. For some reason, he kept shaking his head. Soo-hyun, who had been watching, quietly moved closer.

“Are you in pain?”

Ho-beom’s expression as he looked back was strange. Ah, f*ck. Ho-beom roughly rubbed his face with his hand and tried to stand but slumped back down. He stared at Soo-hyun. His brown eyes were almost hidden beneath his eyelids. His pupils dilated and contracted repeatedly, trying to focus.

“You…”

He suddenly reached out toward Soo-hyun. When Soo-hyun quickly stood up and backed away, Ho-beom also stood. But he sat back down again and leaned against the sofa, breathing heavily. His broad chest rose and fell. He seemed to be trying to find Soo-hyun with his eyes, but it didn’t last long. Soo-hyun slowly approached him and looked at Ho-beom, who was losing consciousness, with a regretful expression.

“See, this is what happens when you drink whatever’s given to you. Right? Ho-beom.”

Soo-hyun looked at the unconscious Ho-beom, then down at his empty glass. It was something he had specially requested from Kim Woo-young, Ho-beom’s cousin, who had offered to provide any medicine needed. When Soo-hyun said they raised cattle at a relative’s house and needed something to sedate them when they went wild, Woo-young said he had just the thing and gave him two pills. He said one pill could knock out not just a cow but even something bigger in one go.

Of course, it wasn’t a cow but Ho-beom who took it and fell asleep. Soo-hyun looked at him with an apologetic expression, then pulled over a blanket and covered him. With only the sound of steady breathing and no movement, he kissed Ho-beom’s lips and smiled.

“This kid. Acting so expensive.”

Then he quickly separated the card key from Ho-beom’s car keys and gathered the bonds. He put on his coat and went outside, where only CCTV cameras were running with no people around. How can someone who was raided in the evening be so carefree? If it were me, I would have placed security guards everywhere.

After going outside, Soo-hyun lit a cigarette and walked down the road. He drank a hangover remedy at a convenience store to sober up, then immediately caught a taxi to Ho-beom’s officetel. Arriving at the officetel 40 minutes later, Soo-hyun took the elevator and tapped the card key he had brought.

The light for the 15th floor lit up. He got off and went to unit 1508, tapped the card again, and the door unlocked with a sound. Phew, he exhaled in relief and entered. The lights came on in the dark apartment. The interior was as neatly organized as before.

Without wasting time, Soo-hyun used the stairs on the right to go upstairs. He immediately opened the door to Yang Ho-beom’s study, where a framed family photo on the desk caught his eye. He couldn’t help but laugh at Ho-beom’s sullen expression as he sat on his father’s knee.

He really lacks cuteness. Moving past it, he knelt down at the bottom of the bookshelf and took out his phone. There was the 8-digit password he had received from Jae-sun. He had excitedly contacted Soo-hyun last night, saying he had finally figured out the number.

Actually, he hadn’t planned to use it, but seeing Yang Ho-beom today changed his mind.

If I stay any longer, my life will be in danger.

Soo-hyun took a deep breath and pulled the ring. Now he just needed to check the safe and press the buttons.

“Huh…?”

His eyes widened as much as they could. For a moment, he just stared stupidly at the empty space inside, trying to grasp the situation. What’s this? When did he clear it out? Flustered, he opened other doors and searched the entire study, starting from under the desk, but there was no sign of the safe.

It couldn’t have been easy to move something that big. Chewing his lips nervously, he scanned every place where the safe might be. He went downstairs to search but found nothing even resembling a safe. Soo-hyun rubbed his face, trying to suppress his growing anxiety. Ah, this isn’t good. He even lifted the bed mattress and thoroughly examined inside the refrigerator.

“F*ck…”

Think. Think about where he might have put it. Just as he was pulling his hair in frustration, a phone rang. Soo-hyun flinched and looked down at his coat pocket. Who could it be at this hour? He reached in and took out his phone to see “Yang Ho-beom” written on it. Not believing it, he checked again, but it was indeed Ho-beom. According to Kim Woo-young, even a cow would sleep for a full day after taking that…

Soo-hyun opened his tightly closed lips and brought the phone to his ear. Then he began acting as if nothing was wrong.

“Hello?”

[Where are you?]

Yang Ho-beom’s voice coming from the other end had completely sobered up.

“You were drunk and sleeping, so I came to the hotel. I can’t sleep well when my sleeping place changes.”

As he lied, he heard Ho-beom laughing softly. Soo-hyun bit his fingernails nervously. All his attention was focused on the voice through the receiver.

[It’s not there.]

Ho-beom said something incomprehensible.

“Huh?”

[The safe isn’t there. Stop wasting your time and come back.]

“……”

[I’ll give you one hour.]

Then, click, the call ended. Soo-hyun looked at his phone, his face pale. F*ck. So he knew. Squeezing his eyes shut and deep in thought, Soo-hyun seemed to make a decision and left the officetel. Then he started moving not toward Ho-beom’s house, but somewhere else.