DG Ch 10.1

10. Winter Joint Training Camp: Storage (1)

Song Dongyeong, 21 years old, was an Esper who had joined Duodeca this year. Having only been to a gate once, Dongyeong was both fearful and anxious. He was so easily startled that even a gentle poke in the back would make his heart race. Fittingly, his ability manifested as solid glass, as rigid as a turtle’s shell.

Dongyeong had recently developed an interest in Lee Taegyeong, the new Team Guide. Though he was too shy to approach him.

“Would you like some?”

“T-Thank you…”

Taegyeong offered Dongyeong a mug of warm soup.

Glance. Dongyeong stole a look at the back of Taegyeong’s neck. A purplish-blue bruise was clearly a handprint. Who had done this to him? Just imagining it made Dongyeong’s lower abdomen tighten.

Taegyeong’s fingers were particularly slender and beautiful. What would his skin feel like beneath his thick coat—would it be as fair and soft as his face? Dongyeong sipped his savory soup, keeping his eyes fixed on Taegyeong across from him.

Though he hadn’t been invited to Ryu Ilho’s group chat, Dongyeong knew a video of Taegyeong was circulating. Curious about how entertaining the video was, his gaze kept drifting toward Taegyeong.

Just then, Seo Wooyeol sat down beside Taegyeong, who was perched on a long log. He casually draped an arm around Taegyeong’s shoulder and slipped his hand under the coat.

Though dusk was falling, the camp was well-lit. Each team had built a bonfire, and portable lamps were scattered throughout the area.

Even though Team Z was stationed on the outskirts and there was a screen between them, Dongyeong couldn’t help but glance up from his steaming mug of soup. Seo Wooyeol’s hand had already slipped into Taegyeong’s trousers. Taegyeong let out a shallow groan and a pained expression as Seo Wooyeol gripped his penis.

“Seo Wooyeol, stop that… hnngh.”

Now, Seo Wooyeol had pulled out Taegyeong’s soft cock and was stroking it. The soft, round testicles looked tender and plump.

“Stop it! Ngh!”

“You like it, don’t you? You’re moaning because I’m touching you.”

“N-No, I don’t! Hnngh, what if someone sees… hnn?”

“No one’s watching. Besides, even if someone saw, your cock’s covered by your clothes.”

But why has it grown so big? Huh? Rough fingers stroked the head of Taegyeong’s penis.

“Ah… Stop, that’s enough.”

As Taegyeong twisted his hips and curled up, Wooyeol carefully helped him up, even going so far as to feign concern, asking if he was hurt and offering to take him to the infirmary.

Still adjusting his unzipped pants, Taegyeong was led away by Seo Wooyeol. Dongyeong, as if entranced, set down his mug and followed the pair.

In the empty living room, Seo Wooyeol laid Taegyeong down in the middle of the floor and stripped off his thick layers of clothing, one by one. After pulling down his loose pants to his calves, Seo Wooyeol abruptly buried his face between Taegyeong’s round buttocks.

“Huh…!“

Taegyeong’s toes trembled and curled.

Dongyeong gasped and hid his body. Squelch, slurp! Seo Wooyeol was sucking and licking Taegyeong’s erect cock and swollen hole. The wet sounds alone were filthy and lewd.

“Look at this slut, already wet. You want my cock, don’t you?”

“Hie, hie, no…”

“No? You keep saying no. You bitch, I told you to be here within an hour yesterday, so did you come or not?”

“Aah…!“

Seo Wooyeol shoved two fingers deep into Taegyeong’s hole. Squelch, squelch! With each thrusting motion inside him, Taegyeong’s legs trembled uncontrollably.

“Ah, it hurts!”

“You didn’t come. Then you deserve a punishment. Bite!

“Haa, ah!“

Seo Wooyeol gripped Taegyeong’s slender, smooth thigh with one hand and pressed down on his upper body.

“Want me to fuck you? Tell me. That way it’ll be consensual sex guiding.”

“Ugh, ugh, Seo Wooyeol… That hurts too much, ah!“

“You call my name and you want it harder, don’t you? Look here, you’re all wet and dripping. Damn it, whose pre-cum is this?”

“I-I don’t know, ah…!“

“Why are you hiding? Who loosened you up so sloppy? You liked it when I shoved my cock into your ass and fucked you, didn’t you?”

“Ugh, hnn… This morning… Team Leader Choi…”

“Really? …Ha, you must’ve enjoyed that, getting a mouthful of cum first thing in the morning. You must be stuffed, huh?”

Smack! Seo Wooyeol’s white buttocks were slapped hard, as if he was about to give Taegyeong a thorough thrashing. In response, Taegyeong writhed and twisted his hips, emitting high-pitched moans.

Seo Wooyeol rubbed his saliva-covered cock against Taegyeong’s groin before forcefully thrusting it into his hole. He then moved his hips roughly, pushing Taegyeong’s body back.

“Hik, Ahh―.“

Trapped beneath Seo Wooyeol, Taegyeong gasped and whimpered, his breaths coming in ragged pants.

Hik, Hik―.

Dongyeong rubbed his ears at the incessant moans. The lewd cries made his eardrums itch and his throat feel tight. Taegyeong’s pale face flushed crimson from enduring the rough treatment.

‘He looks like he wants to scream, yet he’s not even trying to escape.’

Dongyeong glanced down at his increasingly bulging pants.

“Hah, ugh, I hate this!”

“It’s standing up because you like it, right? What’s this all about? Isn’t this your cock? Why complain when it’s standing so pretty?”

“Ugh!“

Seo Wooyeol tapped the erect white cock. Taegyeong gripped his firm shoulders and scratched wildly. Each time the hole tightened, Seo Wooyeol gasped, then pulled out and slammed back in.

“Haa, ngh!“

Seo Wooyeol pulled Taegyeong up and embraced him. He grinned slyly at Dongyeong, showing off the cock he’d just shoved back in, as if he’d been there all along.

“Hyung, why don’t you try a taste of Taegyeong-ssi? He’s delicious—so soft.”

Their eyes met. Taegyeong covered his flushed face with both hands. Watching his mortified expression, Dongyeong felt his lower body grow even heavier.

“Huh, yeah…”

“…Huh? No, I’m not.”

Dongyeong stumbled backward in surprise. He’d been caught watching. His face burned with embarrassment.

Suddenly, he noticed Won Seungyu casually observing them from the terrace outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Dongyeong sometimes mistook him for Won Jeonghyeon, startling him each time.

“Really? If you don’t want it, just say so.”

Taegyeong buried his face in Seo Wooyeol’s shoulder, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. Soon, Seo Wooyeol carefully laid him down on the sofa covered with a blanket.

“Hey, Lee Taegyeong! Stop staring at my hyung!”

“Oof!“

Seo Wooyeol turned his back to Dongyeong and pulled Taegyeong into his arms. He grabbed Taegyeong’s slender legs, hoisting one over his shoulder, and thrust his cock into the dripping hole. He alternated between hungrily sucking on Taegyeong’s nipple and pressing their lips together.

The sudden intensity of the blowjob sent Taegyeong’s consciousness fading. His head grew heavy, and the back of his skull thumped against the sofa’s backrest.

“Hmph!“

“Seungyu-hyung, why are you watching? Lee Taegyeong, suck my cock properly.”

Following Seo Wooyeol’s demand, Taegyeong tensed his hole and began sucking rhythmically. How could this hole not taste good when he was being forced to do such depraved things?

“Hik!“

“Lee Taegyeong, are you going to make me cum again? Tell me if you don’t want to swallow it.”

“Huk, no, stop. Ah!“

“What did I say? Don’t say you don’t want it. Say what I want to hear. Should I spank you?”

“…Hmph, it hurts.”

“So? What do you want me to do?”

Taegyeong squeezed his eyes shut and trembled violently, pretending to be terrified. How good it felt to be bound in chains. Of course, the semen he was being force-fed was even tastier.

“F-Fill my… ah… my cock with your… hic! Haaah!“

Warm urine poured over every inch of his inner walls. The heat from the urine hitting the glans shot deep inside, making his deepest recesses burn. Urine streamed down Taegyeong’s buttocks.

The sensation of his stomach filling with scalding liquid made Taegyeong narrow his eyes and shiver violently. His parted lips, glistening with saliva, looked even more alluring and moist.

Seo Wooyeol kissed Taegyeong’s lips as if they belonged solely to him.

“Haa…“

Seo Wooyeol burrowed into the nape of Taegyeong’s neck, rubbing his cheek against him. As the heat inside him intensified, Seo Wooyeol grew increasingly aroused, his body trembling and energy surging through him.

“…Fuck, that feels amazing.”

“Ugh, ah… mmh…“

“Dongyeong-hyung! Come here and look at this!”

“Ah, no. Huh!“

Dongyeong hesitated before cautiously stepping into the living room. Taegyeong exhaled shallowly, his glazed eyes fixed on Dongyeong. His spread legs made it look like he was begging for Dongyeong to pull out his cock and fuck him.

“Hyung, do you want to touch me here too?”

The hole, slick with pre-cum, was now damp and sticky. Dongyeong glanced at Taegyeong’s reaction before inching closer. But then, Taegyeong flinched, drawing his legs together and whimpering.

‘…Ah, he’s so shy.’

Taegyeong chuckled inwardly as he watched Dongyeong hesitate. The hole slowly opened and closed rhythmically, revealing glimpses of its pink interior.

Dongyeong felt relieved seeing Taegyeong’s expression, which resembled Seo Wooyeol’s when he was being generous. He tentatively touched the opening with his index finger. It felt slick and smooth.

“Heh, hmm…“

“What are you doing, hyung? Don’t just tease me like that—stick your whole finger in.”

“…Ah. But…”

Dongyeong was afraid he might hurt Taegyeong.

With a low sigh, Wooyeol shoved his longest finger into the hole. As the thrusting quickened, Taegyeong’s toes curled, and the gaping hole began to clamp down.

“Ah…“

Does it feel good like this? Taegyeong let out a soft moan with each thrust of Dongyeong’s fingers.

“Hmph, you’re getting tighter. Don’t you feel self-conscious with me watching?”

“…No, no… Hnngh…!“

Taegyeong readily accepted all three fingers, swallowing them deep inside until the knuckles disappeared. He occasionally glanced at Dongyeong, his eyes flickering with a mixture of fear and arousal.

“Want to try it too, hyung? Sex guiding—something you’ve never done before, right?”

“Mmph. I… I’m not ready yet.”

“You’ll do it eventually. Do it while I’m watching.”