M 22

It was an exquisite lunch, unlike anything from the House. Fresh fruits and various snacks. Especially the cream cake he tasted for the first time was so delicious that Sehwa dreamed about it even while taking a nap.

Sehwa wondered why they had to put the modifier “fresh” in front of cream, but he realized it as soon as he took a bite. It was truly fresh. It had a strong flavor that didn’t feel as if it would die even if one did. It was incredible how soft and moist it was; it melted away the moment it touched the tip of his tongue, so he ate it in an instant and sucked on the fork. It was so delicious that it brought him to tears.​​

​Maybe Ki Tae-jeong got wind of it because after that, sweet desserts were delivered regularly. Sehwa found himself smiling as he devoured today’s slice of cake. When the time comes for him to leave the House and live on his own, he has promised himself that he will buy himself a cake for his birthday. He thought he understood why people eat cake and celebrate special occasions.

“…I’m really stupid.”

Sehwa’s heart swelled with hope as he forgot about the fact that he was going to die without a doubt. It was only a few days ago that he cried while being beaten by Ki Tae-jeong and receiving rough sex without even kissing him. However, the food given by the man who hurt him was so precious and heavenly that he had never received such a gift from anyone before. Sehwa tried to convince himself that the current situation wasn’t so bad while lost in the sweetness in his mouth.

​Anyway, everything that had been given to him was trash and worthless It had always been like that. No matter what he did, luck was never on his side, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t escape his miserable life. Ki Tae-jeong beat him and gave him a cake, but the others kicked him without even giving him a grain of rice. Perhaps this kind of life he was currently living was, in a way, the greatest stroke of luck he could have right now.

​In addition, he received something like a coloring book today. It seemed that Ki Tae-jeong wanted to tease Sehwa by sending him a toy or something on purpose, but unfortunately, this was his defeat. Sehwa originally liked these childish things. He had never had a chance to use them, let alone own them, so he genuinely treasured them.

This time he spent his spare time sticking stickers on toy soldiers and dinosaurs in his notebook without worrying about how much debt he would accumulate for the meal. Just as he was getting impatient, a new toy arrived.

His dull skin gradually started to regain some vitality. In his opinion, it was the best look he had ever seen in a while. Of course, except for the occasional break, he had been holding onto a syringe and wrestling all the time, but that was far from exhausting work.

If he had one complaint, it would be about the damn waterbed. Ki Tae-jeong hadn’t given any specific orders despite knowing there was a perfectly good bed in another room. The guards he assigned refused to let him into other rooms, claiming that he did not have permission from the Brigadier General.​

​So, he had no choice but to lay down on the gently bouncing mattress, and those memories of the time he had spent with Ki Tae-jeong came flooding back. Especially the last sexual encounter, where he mindlessly pushed aside an envelope worth well over a few hundred million won.

‘I… Director, that’s enough… Ah!’

‘Spread your legs wider.”

‘You’ve already done everything!’

‘What do you mean, everything?’

​Ki Tae-jeong asked mischievously.​

‘Huh? Talk to me, baby. What did we do?’​

‘Just a while ago, uh… everything… you did it all… huh…!’

​It wasn’t enough for Ki Tae-jeong to spew out obscene remarks, so he also wanted to hear similar words from Sehwa. Explicit words such as hole and cock were rather tame. Sehwa’s current state, how he squeezed his dick, and the expressions he makes in those moments… The whispered words were so lewd that even Sehwa, who had no qualms about most taunts, burst into tears of embarrassment.

Among the countless obscenities that Ki Tae-jeong ordered,  the only thing Sehwa could say aloud was, ‘Please go deeper, Director.’ He stuttered like a fool, and his voice trembled like a goat’s. But he wondered what made those words so enticing. Ki Tae-jeong grunted as if he were savoring it and leaned in deeper like a madman. Perhaps the title ‘Director’ aroused his excitement quite a bit.​

At first, he thought Ki Tae-jeong must be a man of his word. Sehwa had recklessly judged him as someone who enjoyed the process of enduring and submitting in order to indulge when it suited him. Ki Tae-jeong was not that kind of person at all. Sehwa wanted to hit himself for thinking like that. Ki Tae-jeong was a soldier. He was the type of person who needed to secure what he wanted, plant the flag, and leave a mark to satisfy his sense of accomplishment.

​‘Sex, just once, uh, haa, ah…! You said… um, that’s… right?’​

‘Yes. But you didn’t cum on my face. Have you forgotten the conditions I gave you?’

It was complete nonsense. Ki Tae-jeong pinned Sehwa down on the sofa table and gave him a blowjob as soon as he was dragged here. After moving to the bed and engaging, Ki Tae-jeong bit and sucked his chest while claiming that the hole was too tight, and then sucked it while sticking his tongue in

His tight hole was already under significant friction because of the relentless pounding, and Ki Tae-jeong’s continuous biting and sucking left marks from his perineum to his buttocks. Of course, Sehwa had no interest in knowing the state of his rear hole, but Ki Tae-jeong made him look. Ki Tae-jeong ordered him to kneel behind him with his arms on the back of his knees, looking towards the mirror. Sehwa had to spread his legs wide open, giving a clear view of his fully reddened hole. Sehwa didn’t want to admit it, but it was undeniably a filthy, depraved sight.

‘Hmph…, Ah!’​

‘How did you get so plump here, so fucking lewd.’

​Ki Tae-jeong tapped the red, plump perineum. Then, as if he found it fun, he kept Sehwa’s back against his chest and continued to tease that area.​

‘If I touch you like this… it’s going to splash all over. See? This is my sperm.’

​‘Yes, ah, it hurts…. this…’​

‘Lies. You said you liked it while my dick was hard.’

Ki Tae-jeong pushed himself up and pressed his dick against Sehwa’s perineum, preventing any disturbance as he caressed and fondled his hole… Then he lightly spanks him several times. Every time he did that, a lot of semen accumulated inside came out. Ki Tae-jeong tightened his grip on Sehwa’s waist after noticing the area between his legs covered in an opaque white liquid.​

​‘Ugh, director, ah, no, not like this…!’​

Sehwa begged and pleaded to change positions before he attempted to thrust it again. Seeing his reflection in the mirror, Sehwa realized that Ki Tae-jeong was really enjoying this. Even though his large and ominous dick had barely entered, it was already overwhelming. If he kept moving like this, it could ruin his internal organs.

‘Really? Then, would you like to try harder yourself?’

​The smiling face with the tip of the tongue slightly sticking out was as fresh as a playful boy. Sehwa once heard the term eye candy somewhere. Ki Tae-jeong was exactly like that. A face like candy with a sweet taste just by looking at it.​

‘It’s getting boring because you’re always trying to take it from behind like a dog.’

‘It’s not like that…’​

‘Ah, or maybe you’ve heard that doing it from behind increases your chances of getting pregnant? Well, if that’s the case, I can’t help it.’

But why did he always make such comments after making that face?

‘If you’re so eager to get pregnant, I’ll oblige.’

‘Uh…huh…’

‘Lift your hips… and push a bit harder.’

Sehwa was trembling, wondering how much more Ki Tae-jeong would ask him to say, but he generously changed his mind. Thankfully, it was a missionary position, just like in the beginning. At this point, he was truly thankful.

​Sehwa tightened and loosened his hole tantalizingly, just as Ki Tae-jeong had wanted. He tried to gently squeeze Ki Tae-jeong’s erect cock into the inner wall. Of course, Ki Tae-jeong muttered a fierce curse this time and roughly thrust his dick as if it were a drill before ejaculating. No matter how many times he cum, it was still a lot and the color was thick. If Sehwa had truly been a fertile male, he would have conceived a child by now.​