HARD 2

They were good parents who never questioned to the very end whether their son was responsible or not. He couldn’t let them break their hearts. Woonha readily nodded his head.

“It might be nice to get some rest and come back, I guess.”

As a matter of fact, he too was stuck in a rut. With sex? With the thrill? With himself, who got tired when he met a dud but deep down wanted to get caught by a dangerous bastard?

The truth was, it was just not fun anymore.

Ever since that time he couldn’t fall asleep even after counting all the patterns on the hotel ceiling, stuck between two one-night stands sleeping on either side of him.

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But what was that saying, you can’t teach an old dog new tricks, or a dog quits shit? Ah, is it the other way around?

Anyway, for about six months after coming to Korea, he seemed to have lived quietly. For one, his mother and aunt took turns watching over him, so Go Woonha had no choice.

However, after they returned to their country, relieved, after six months, he went back to his old ways. Finding a partner wasn’t difficult. No matter what kinds of rumors spread about him, there were even people who approached him saying the rumors made them curious, so he was never in need.

It was just that there was no one who was his type. Seriously.

Then, he finally found one person, Cha Gyuhan. His job was supposedly in architecture and finance, but well, anyone could see he was either an ex-gangster or a gangster. He had a large tattoo on his back, he was handsome but not his type, and his body was pretty good. Ah, his body was really good. He also liked that he was older.

The only unfortunate thing was that his preference was for being on the receiving end. Only the back.

‘Only bottom?’

‘Yeah.’

He had an expression that was blatantly annoyed and prideful, but Woonha couldn’t understand why.

But he didn’t want to wander around looking for someone new anymore.

And so, Woonha entered into a steady relationship with Cha Gyuhan.

Not for long, for about two months.

Honestly, his desires weren’t really fulfilled, but since they were having sex and he was ejaculating anyway, he treated it like a kind of workout. After all, Go Woonha had never felt an orgasm before.

“Hyung.”

It was for that reason that Go Woonha smiled brightly and offered a rope to Cha Gyuhan.

“Can you choke me a little with this?”

It was hard and bothersome to find a new partner in Korea, his daily life was stuck in a rut, and his body was too healthy, so his intention was to accommodate each other and have some mutual fun, but Cha Gyuhan’s expression turned serious, and he was disgusted.

“Are you crazy?”

“Why. You’re a gangster anyway.”

Cha Gyuhan acted as if he couldn’t even hear Go Woonha’s blatant words that made a mockery of his lie. It seemed Go Woonha’s suggestion was more shocking than that.

“Just think of it as beating someone up a bit. Ah, right. Would you rather just beat me?”

“Get lost.”

Cha Gyuhan refused flatly.

Go Woonha asked back, saddened.

“Am I just a dick shuttle? I’m not having any fun. Or do you want to choke me with your hands?”

After all, Cha Gyuhan wasn’t seeing Go Woonha because he liked him either.

That day, they fought. Go Woonha didn’t raise his voice or get angry, but Cha Gyuhan, in any case, did yell and get angry.

It ended with Go Woonha placatingly having soft, boring sex with Cha Gyuhan, just like always. By that point, Go Woonha was already sick of it and had made up his mind to call it quits.

“Hey. I have to go out.”

Cha Gyuhan said as he put on his shirt. Go Woonha saw him off half-heartedly.

“Okay. I’ll leave in a little bit.”

“Do whatever.”

The tattoo on Cha Gyuhan’s back, visible under the fluttering fabric, was magnificent. Go Woonha took the cigarette from his mouth, placed it on the ashtray, and asked.

“Who did the tattoo on your back? It’s cool. What is it? The Holy Mother? I’m Catholic too.”

At those words, Cha Gyuhan turned to look at him with eyes like a dead fish.

“Holy Mother… fuck. It’s a heavenly maiden.”

“A heavenly maiden?”

Go Woonha beamed.

He decided to search for what that was later.

“But didn’t you say you go to church too, hyung? Are you allowed to have something like that? It’s superstition, isn’t it?”

“I didn’t get it for religious meaning…”

“You don’t get fucked, hyung. I’m the one who does.”

Go Woonha burst out laughing at the remote control flying toward his head.

“Whatever. Just go to sleep.”

Though he grumbled, Cha Gyuhan diligently turned off the light.

That hyung is great in every way, but the sex is boring, and for what I expected, he’s too upstanding. Go Woonha tried to wrap his hands around his own neck to choke himself, then shook his head. It was just futile. Besides, he had no intention of dying, so if he miscalculated and died by accident, it would feel too unfair.

So he rummaged through Cha Gyuhan’s dark room and took out a bottle of whiskey.

“Was hyung a good drinker?”

He couldn’t remember. Go Woonha barely recalled anything about Cha Gyuhan besides his body and his name.

He drank a lot of alcohol and smoked a ton of cigarettes. His head was spinning. Only after brushing his teeth three times did he lie down on the bed. He was tired after depleting himself in such a draining and unsatisfying way. He needed to go home, but it was extremely bothersome.

He was bored and sick of it, and he started to get a little annoyed. In that state, he tossed and turned and closed his eyes for a very brief moment. It would be better if he could sleep, but it would probably be difficult. Because Go Woonha was picky about where he slept. But now he had also had a drink, and he’d smoked too much, so let’s just close my eyes for a moment and then open them…

He didn’t know how many hours had passed, but he had fallen into something akin to sleep. At the touch of a hand on his bare body, Go Woonha groaned.

“Hyung, you’re back already?”

At the question asked in a hoarse voice, the other person flinched for a moment.

Assuming it was Cha Gyuhan, Go Woonha reached out his hand.

“It’s hot. Don’t pull up the blanket.”

Thinking he was covering him with the blanket, Go Woonha frowned. He wrapped his arm around the other person’s neck with his heavy eyelids still closed. Since the person didn’t flop down next to him but stayed upright, Woonha thought that Cha Gyuhan wanted to go again.

Ah, what a pain. Should I just get him off with my hand and be done with it? Since I’m not going to contact him from tomorrow anyway.

Thinking this, Woonha showed some generosity.

He brought his hand straight to the other’s waist and grabbed his ass. At the firm muscles that flinched and stiffened, Woonha let out a low laugh.

“After I do this for you, I’m going home.”

Go Woonha whispered coaxingly.

The other person’s breathing grew a little rough.

Still drunk with sleep, Woonha moved his hand as if swaying in water and slipped it into the man’s pants. Then he brought it to the front and gripped his penis.

“Hmm…?”

Perhaps because he was half-asleep, it felt bigger than usual. Even though it wasn’t erect.

But Cha Gyuhan had a pretty decent size to begin with. He figured he might be aroused after coming back from doing some gangster shit.

Go Woonha, as always, just let it slide. He rested his head against the firm stomach and, while jerking the penis with one hand, he spat into his other hand and licked it with a long sweep of his tongue. When he brought his wet hand down and rubbed it with his dry one, he could hear the other person’s breathing getting faster and faster.

“Good boy. Hurry up. Because I’m really going home.”

He coaxed in a soft voice and patted his butt. Then, the other person flinched and stiffened his hips.

It took only an instant for his palm to get wet. The amount was huge and so sticky it felt heavy. The thick fluid ran down his wrist. Go Woonha let out a hollow laugh. Why is he so fast, he wondered, but at the same time, he thought, good, since I’m sleepy.

“Good job. You’re a good listener… I’ll go in a little bit…”

With his arm stretched out in front of him, he turned on his side and lay down. The sleepiness was sticky because of the alcohol. He knew he would toss and turn and get a poor night’s sleep, but for now, he closed his eyes. He had to sleep when he felt sleepy.

“Ah, wipe my hand for me…”

He was too lazy to even wipe his hand. If I gave him a handjob, he should at least do this much for me… But suddenly, the other person touched his ass.

It was a careful, clumsy touch.

Knowing that Cha Gyuhan had never topped and didn’t want to, Go Woonha thought that he must have suddenly gotten curious. But the timing was bad. Right now, he really just wanted to sleep. He had drunk too much and had just barely managed to fall asleep, so it was a shame.

“Do it next time, next time.”

Even though he had no intention of doing so, Go Woonha just waved his hand dismissively. He was skilled at lying.

It seemed to have worked, as the touch left for a moment, but it soon returned. In the end, a large hand pulled off Go Woonha’s pants.

Woonha gave up and let out a sigh as if to say, do whatever you want. He was at the point where he would sleep fine whether the other guy put it in and came or not.

“Gasp, haah.“

His breathing was incredibly rough. Woonha used the sound as a lullaby and fell back asleep.

When he woke up, his insides were so thoroughly soaked he could feel it vividly. Not only that, but he was still getting wet.

“Ugh, what is this?”

Sounds like slurp, smack, suck could be heard. Thinking no way, he reached his hand back and down, and felt hair. Cha Gyuhan was eating his ass out.

Woonha was dumbfounded. First of all, he was terribly bad at it. So that’s probably why he was able to sleep while his ass was getting this wet? He didn’t understand why he was doing something he wasn’t even good at.

“Ah, hyung. Fuck… get off. It’s annoying, and I’m going to get wrinkly.”

If you couldn’t do it well, it was better not to do it at all. It was with that principle in mind that he had stepped up to help him out, but now he was wondering what the hell he was doing.

Go Woonha’s hand had a bit of genuine force in it. He pushed the head away with his hand. He was just feeling relieved that he had been pushed away so easily. Suddenly, the man lay on top of him, pressing his body down firmly. Was Cha Gyuhan this heavy? He didn’t know, but he liked the considerable pressure. Before he could let out a low moan, Cha Gyuhan suddenly did something he had never done before. Despite preferring soft and gentle sex, this time he wrapped his hand around Woonha’s forehead, pulled him toward his chest, and pressed down on his buttocks to spread them wide open.

“What the, what.”

Rarely flustered, Woonha’s eyes flew wide open at the sensation that immediately rammed and pierced inside him with a thud.

“Ah, ugh, fuck…. It hurts…”

The force with which he was mindlessly pounding into him was incredibly strong.

For a moment, he thought his stomach was going to be pierced through. Woonha tried to bring his legs forward to somehow deflect the impact, but the mass of flesh pulled all the way back out before thrusting up again with a thud.

If his ass hadn’t been licked to the point where he wondered if it might really get waterlogged and burst, it would have ripped right away.

Woonha took a deep breath in and exhaled in short bursts. Then, as if to say good job, the person from behind pecked his forehead against his head.

“You’re not, even good at it. Hyung, really, ah…”

Ah, really… really…

“It hurts so much. Huh?”

It feels so good. It’s amazing.

In his pain, Go Woonha felt his own penis become half-erect. He gripped the arm wrapped tightly around his body and whispered.