Swallow Hunting Chapter 19

To get ready, I sneakily reached back and rubbed at my crack. When my wet fingers brushed it, a groan slipped out on its own. Since sothing was going to go in there anyway, I figured I might as well morize the feeling, so I pushed a finger in.

“Ugh.”

The resistance made want to pull it right back out, but I clenched my teeth and forced it deeper. I wriggled my finger, trying to rember which direction the old bastard had stabbed in. But I couldn’t find it in one shot the way a professional like him could. Whimpering from the discomfort, I pulled my finger out.

How the hell am I supposed to do this. My confidence got cut in half and I hung my head, and down below, the pitiful thing that had been getting splashed with water was awkwardly standing at attention.

Seeing that, I let out a hollow laugh. No matter how much people say your dick and your head think separately, it’s ridiculous that this body can turn even this kind of unpleasantness into pleasure.

Figuring it’d be better to just take care of it and go, I wrapped my hand around my dick. I pulled the skin down and tugged upward, searching for a familiar pleasure. I tried to use past experience or the porn I’d seen as side dishes, but out of nowhere, the face that popped into my head was Lee Kangjoo.

My breathing started to hitch. It felt like it wasn’t my own hand gripping my dick, but his, and I got impatient. Thick. Big. A hand generous enough to wrap my balls and dick all at once. Completely different from the soft, yielding palms of won—his was a veined hand, the back rough, calluses rising like knots across his palm.

The end felt close but stayed far away. I bit down hard on my lower lip and lifted my hand to grab my flat chest. The mont my index finger pressed down on my stiff nipple, the mory and sensation of Lee Kangjoo’s fingertips crushing like popping soap bubbles crashed over .

“Hng...!”

I shot a pale rope of cum across the bathroom wall, shoulders hunching as I shuddered. Lethargy washed over at the end of the pleasure. I pressed my forehead to the wet wall and dragged in ragged breaths.

Does this even count as preparation.

I hadn’t even properly loosened the hole. I stared blankly at my palm, where the sen hadn’t fully washed away yet. ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ Preparation of both mind and body—failed.

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Sitting in the taxi, I took deep breaths over and over. I must have been inhaling and exhaling way too hard, because the driver in the front seat glanced back at , puzzled. I didn’t care. Lee Kangjoo filled my head completely.

I’d looked over the audiovisual materials. I’d made thorough preparations. There was nothing to be nervous about. It was different from a woman, sure, but it was still the sa human body. Rubbing, getting hard, thrusting, pounding, coming—none of that was any different.

...But could I really put that in?

No, wait. If I got lucky, maybe I wouldn’t even have to put it in today.

Then would that an putting it in next ti?

But is there even a “next” to begin with.

Before I could sort through the dizzying thoughts, the taxi arrived in front of the hotel. I got out with grim resolve and rode the hotel elevator up.

On the outside I probably looked calm, but peel back a layer and there was a fidgety child inside. It had to be because the mory of what happened last ti, in that office, was so horrifying and overwhelmingly vivid.

Standing in front of the room Lee Kangjoo had told about, I chanted “I’m fine” ten tis and pressed the doorbell. Part of desperately hoped no one would be there, but after the bell rang a couple of tis, the door opened.

“.......”

Lee Kangjoo stood there blocking the doorway, wearing nothing but a robe. A body like a door itself, and a deep chest cleft carved by muscle took up my entire field of view. His skin was damp, like he’d just showered. The cool moisture brushing against made it obvious he’d used cold water.

“Co in.”

Rubbing his wet hair with a towel, Lee Kangjoo stepped aside. I nodded awkwardly and went in. He’d used cold water, so why did I feel heat crawling up my back. It was like there was a huge beast behind instead of a man.

To shake off the tension, I looked around the room. It was huge. I’d been to hotels before, but this was the first ti I’d ever stepped into a place this spacious and comfortable, so I scanned my surroundings like so country bumpkin seeing Seoul for the first ti.

The top-floor suite had a separate living room and bedroom. The bed visible through the doorway was especially enormous. Big enough for three grown n to lie down on.

I’d jacked off with my dick out in the sitting room, yet my mouth was bone-dry now. Was it because I was alone with Lee Kangjoo, or because of what was about to happen.

“Um... thank you. For the supplents last ti. They were sothing I really wanted to try, so I was wondering how you knew. They were good.”

I started with a greeting. I wanted to break this stiff atmosphere. I bowed my head slightly as I spoke awkwardly, and Lee Kangjoo looked down at .

For soone who’d called over to sleep with him, his face was indifferent. Just looking at his expression, it felt like I should be pulling out business docunts instead of taking off my clothes. My neck shrank back on its own. Making people shrink seed to be Lee Kangjoo’s innate aura.

“Put on so weight?”

“Weight?”

Did he prefer skinny people. Even while drowning in worries, my appetite had co back and I’d been eating more than usual—was I a pig now? I hurriedly looked down at my wrist. There wasn’t much change.

“I don’t think so.”

“Let’s see.”

Lee Kangjoo’s hand grabbed my waist. I let out a startled yelp, but he carefully felt up anyway, kneading and probing. He ran his hand along my side and across my stomach, then very slightly furrowed his brow. It was a change you’d miss if you weren’t paying close attention.

“Put on so weight.”

“You like people heavier?”

“It’ll be good for you, Cha Haejun. You need strength to endure.”

Wasn’t there a witch in so fairy tale who fattened up children to eat them. I hadn’t dropped crumbs of candy on the road, but it felt like I’d suddenly been kidnapped by a witch and told to gain weight. The man in front of was impossibly handso for a witch, and his build and body were nothing like an old woman’s, but the part where he intended to eat was the sa.

As if further conversation was a hassle, Lee Kangjoo shoved down onto the bed. The mattress was so soft that it didn’t hurt at all. What was terrifying was the shadow covering my whole body. The way he looked down at , the pot-lid-sized hand pinning my chest so I couldn’t run.

“Sir, may I ask just one question?”

“One.”

A generous permission that made it clear he wouldn’t allow more than that. I propped myself up on my elbow.

I was used to looking down from above, so being the one looking up felt unfamiliar and scary. I forced a smile to hide it. Like I did with other custors, I smiled with my eyes and tilted the corners of my lips up. Eight out of ten people used to snicker and call it cute. Looked at another way, it was pathetic.

“Didn’t you say you weren’t into sticking it in a man’s mouth?”

Coming from soone who’d enthusiastically shoved it into my mouth before. Lee Kangjoo didn’t look like soone who’d be interested in n at all, so I was curious why he wanted to fuck .

“Ah.” Lee Kangjoo rolled his eyes briefly. It wasn’t a thinking look. It ant answering was a pain. Still, he opened his mouth properly.

“Life’s boring. Thought I’d try sothing new.”

So I was just a way to kill ti.

Then again, had there ever been a custor who wasn’t. I decided to show my professionalism as a rag and started unbuttoning my shirt myself. Even so, I couldn’t stop my fingers from trembling slightly.

I’d steeled myself. I’d been breached before. I kept repeating and convincing myself that I could do it, but the mont Lee Kangjoo’s hand touched my body, everything collapsed like a sandcastle. As his hot hand grabbed my ass, the thought “I’m fucked” flashed through my head, and at the sa ti my lower abdon throbbed and my dick sprang fully hard.

All this just from having my ass grabbed—thinking back on how I’d once gone to the hospital for erectile dysfunction was embarrassing.

I didn’t take my shirt off. Lee Kangjoo stopped my hand as I was unbuttoning it. Maybe he liked keeping clothes on. There were custors like that sotis—guys who enjoyed rough play, who liked fucking with their suit on, zipper open.

Lee Kangjoo might be that type. Judging by how he’d ramd his dick into my mouth until the corners of my lips tore—most likely to punish at the ti—it was pretty convincing.

There was no kissing. No foreplay. Lee Kangjoo bent over the bed and pulled my ass up. He tapped his huge dick against my plump, smooth ass—the only place on my skinny body with any real flesh. Just as he pressed the blunt tip against my tightly closed hole and started to push—

“W-wait a second!”

I twisted my body and hurriedly stopped him. My face had gone deathly pale. Even the old bastard who’d shoved a rod into had at least used lube, but Lee Kangjoo was about to jam that monstrous thing in with no preparation at all. It was basically attempted murder. My heart was pounding like crazy.