Red Mansion

“…”Even though he didn’t look this way, Chungrim acted as if he could see everything clearly. His tone was similar to usual, but a bit sharper and more ferocious. Sung-kyung, who had been frozen in a half-sitting, half-standing position, sat back down.“Fuck, anyone who doesn’t listen needs to be gotten rid of.”He didn’t want to be one of those who got rid of in front of Chungrim.Chungrim seemed to be more sober now, his steps a bit steadier as he staggered towards the sofa. Although the sofa wasn’t far away, it took him quite a while to get there.“Ah. Why won’t it clear up, fuck.”As he sat down, the sofa groaned under his weight. Chungrim hung his head low and shook it vigorously. His usually neatly combed hair was wet and disheveled. He pressed his forehead and let out a long groan.Sung-kyung silently watched Chungrim. He couldn’t help or just leave him alone.“Hoo.”His breath came out long. Sung-kyung, like at the convenience store counter, sent a persistent gaze. He imprinted the sight of Chungrim’s broad shoulders, well-defined chest muscles usually hidden under his shirt, and his solid arms into his mind.There were surgery scars on Chungrim’s thick sides and shoulders. It was the first time Sung-kyung had seen them. Why did he have surgery? How did he get injured? When did it happen? Sung-kyung squinted and stared at the scars, trying to commit them to memory.“Mero, this guy, doesn’t even come out when his brother’s here.”He mumbled to himself. His shoulders shook a few times as if he was laughing, then he let out another long breath.“Ah, you were at the convenience store, right?”As if he just remembered, Chungrim raised his head that had been hanging low. Droplets of water fell from the tips of his wet, dark hair that covered his forehead.“But why did the convenience store come here?”His words trailed off. His eyes were still unfocused. Sung-kyung unknowingly tightened his lower abdomen. Even though it was nothing special, seeing Chungrim’s defenseless state made an odd excitement rise from his toes.“Because of the interest.”“Ah.”Even nodding was slow. It was the complete opposite of his usual behavior. Moving sluggishly, he looked like the gray cat from before. At this pace, would he even realize he was being watched?Sung-kyung openly observed him. The firm upper body and lower half barely covered by a towel. The way the white towel was loosely wrapped exposed one thigh. Inside the towel, a thick outline extended in the same direction.“Right. You insisted on coming, didn’t you?”His sudden interjection made Sung-kyung flinch. He quickly looked away from between Chungrim’s thighs.“Fucking annoying…”Mumbling that, Chungrim reached under the coffee table. There was a drawer facing his direction. As he rummaged through it, the muscles in his extended arm rippled. Sung-kyung discreetly swallowed his hot saliva. Chungrim pulled something out of the drawer and tossed it onto the table.“Oh. Not a cigarette.”His tone was flat. He reached into the drawer again. Sung-kyung’s gaze fell on the item Chungrim had tossed on the table. It was an expensive condom not sold at the convenience store.“……”It felt uncomfortable, like he’d just witnessed Chungrim having sex with someone. If a condom was in the living room, it meant he had sex here too. With whom? When? Did he only do it here? Since Sung-kyung first met him two years ago, Chungrim always smelled of the same cologne. There was no trace of anyone else’s scent.Sung-kyung’s gaze angrily pierced the corner of the living room. Chungrim said he was being watched, yet did he really do it? Or why was the condom here? Sung-kyung’s pupils, hidden by his long bangs, wavered uneasily.Click. In the meantime, Chungrim had pulled out a cigarette and lighter. He tore off the packaging and discarded it carelessly on the floor, then picked up a cigarette from inside. He bit the filter between his red lips. While lighting it, he glanced up at Sung-kyung for a moment.“Maybe I’m not fully awake yet.”Seeing Chungrim’s crooked smile made Sung-kyung involuntarily swallow dryly. Anyone would be swayed by that face, even if it wasn’t him. Sung-kyung started to understand why someone would use a condom with Chungrim, even without knowing who it was.“Your face looks like shit.”Chungrim had asked this before. He must have forgotten because he was drunk.“Oh. Did I do that?”His smile didn’t match his words at all. Sung-kyung shook his head. If Chungrim had hit him, the wound wouldn’t heal in a month or even a year.“Just had a fight.”“Right, right. I think I heard that.”Chungrim muttered nonsensically, running his fingers through his hair while holding the cigarette. That was all. Sung-kyung kept staring at Chungrim’s lips. Why doesn’t he ask more? Isn’t he curious? Once again, his expectations were cruelly crushed as Chungrim just deeply inhaled the cigarette and exhaled.Thick smoke spread out. Sung-kyung could tell right away it wasn’t a cheap cigarette. The acrid and pungent smell made his blood vessels throb. It felt like his skin cells were swelling and about to burst. The inside of his throat warmed up.But he had to endure for now. Whether it was alcohol, cigarettes, or drugs. He had debts to repay, rent, living expenses, and medication costs to cover. He had no choice. His parched lips opened and closed a few times, craving something. Sung-kyung barely managed to gather his thoughts and pulled out the envelope sticking out of his pocket.“Here.”Without even counting the money, Chungrim casually pushed the envelope aside. His movement was quite rough. Sung-kyung’s toes, hidden under his white socks, curled up. Chungrim, narrowing his eyes, tilted his head. The chilling sight of his face made Sung-kyung’s breath stop.“Hey.”“……”Chungrim often called him by his convenience store nickname. Convenience store. The first time he was called that, he felt an inexplicable pleasure. That ordinary nickname felt like a special pet name between them. But now it was different.The playful tone and nonchalant manner were gone. Chungrim’s fierce gaze cut through his disheveled hair and landed directly on Sung-kyung.“Why are you hard?”His voice was cold and composed. Sung-kyung’s eyes, which had been darting around anxiously, dropped downward. He saw the bulge in his shorts and quickly pressed his knees together. Being this close, Chungrim couldn’t possibly miss the erection.“Phew―.”After taking a deep drag from the filter, Chungrim swallowed the smoke. The sound of it passing down his throat and causing his Adam’s apple to bob was distinctly audible.Sung-kyung kept his mouth shut tightly. He tried to pull the hem of his T-shirt down to cover himself, but it was no use. He racked his brain for a suitable excuse but nothing came to mind. All he could hope for was that Chungrim wasn’t fully aware of the situation. The silence stretched on.“……”Chungrim knocked on the table with his knuckles. The sound snapped Sung-kyung out of his daze.“No,”His eyes couldn’t meet Chungrim’s, only hovering around the filter area.“You want to smoke this?”The arousal partly stemmed from the scent, but the primary reason was Chungrim’s semi-nakedness. Sung-kyung nodded. It seemed easier to blame the cigarette.“…Yes.”He thought he had been doing a good job resisting. But after admitting it, the urge for a cigarette became overwhelming. Chungrim’s silence extended the moment. The smoky, acrid smell lingered.“Come here.”Chungrim beckoned with a finger while leaning back into the sofa. Sung-kyung hesitated before getting up. The sofa creaked as it regained its shape.Unsure of what to do next, Sung-kyung awkwardly stood before Chungrim. He contemplated sitting beside him but hesitated, shuffling nervously. Chungrim suddenly grabbed his elbow and tugged hard, causing Sung-kyung to stumble and bruise his knee as he fell to the floor, losing a slipper in the process. He caught himself with his hands, his heart racing. Before he could fully register what was happening, Chungrim’s hand grabbed the back of his head.“Ugh.”Sung-kyung’s eyes widened as he was forced to look up at Chungrim, the chandelier light stabbing at his eyes. He closed them tightly, wincing at the brightness. Something small fell beneath the sofa, and Sung-kyung shivered as a breeze brushed his arm.“Phew―.”Smoke enveloped Sung-kyung’s face, and he inhaled sharply. The blocked sensation in his chest eased as he filled his lungs with the smoke. But his held breath soon escaped in a short moan.“Ah!”Sung-kyung curled his body, grabbing his legs as Chungrim stepped on his crotch. The sight of Chungrim’s bare leg, thick and muscular, and the prominent bulge of his genitals made Sung-kyung’s body heat up despite the cool room.“Ah…”“You want this, right?”Chungrim laughed harshly, making Sung-kyung’s heart drop. With the light behind him, Chungrim’s expression was hard to read.“You wanted to do this, didn’t you? That’s why you watched like a pervert, didn’t you?”A large hand swung towards him, and Sung-kyung braced for a hit. But Chungrim’s fingers merely brushed his cheek. The light touch felt like piano keys, tapping softly. He traced the mole under Sung-kyung’s eye and the bruised cheek, causing Sung-kyung’s eyelashes to flutter.“Ha ha.”Chungrim’s low laugh sent shivers down Sung-kyung’s spine, while his heart pounded at the sight of Chungrim’s smirk.How did he know I was watching? Had he been aware of me all along? Did Chungrim also…notice me?“Why can’t you answer?”Chungrim pressed his foot down on Sung-kyung’s crotch and ground it roughly. Sung-kyung’s thin body jerked violently, and he clung to Chungrim’s calves, burying his head against Chungrim’s knee.“Ugh.”“You fucking bastard.”Chungrim cursed as he watched Sung-kyung’s trembling body. He lifted his foot, and Sung-kyung raised his head. His bruised cheek, red-rimmed eyes, and chapped lips were on full display. The sight made Chungrim’s stomach churn with a strange mix of disgust and arousal.Seeing Sung-kyung’s pathetic state, Chungrim’s lower body began to swell. He laughed despite himself, realizing he was aroused by another man. Even in his foggy state, the irony was amusing.“You got hard looking at me, you bastard.”Chungrim stroked himself slowly, then pressed his erection against Sung-kyung’s face. At first, nothing marked Sung-kyung’s skin, but soon, a wet trail appeared. Chungrim gripped Sung-kyung’s head tightly, rubbing his penis against Sung-kyung’s face, making sure he felt every inch.Sung-kyung’s slim body tensed, but Chungrim’s rough handling continued. Chungrim’s hands forced Sung-kyung’s face into his crotch, making Sung-kyung’s nose and cheek rub against him. The room filled with heavy breathing and tension.“Open your mouth.”With his thumb, Chungrim pressed the tip against the slightly parted lips of Sung-kyung. He could feel the heat of the flesh and the breath.“This is so fucked up…”A wave of arousal surged from the tip of his penis. Chungrim cursed under his breath. He recalled the scene where this guy had his nose buried in his jacket. The faint moans that had echoed behind the locked convenience store door still lingered in his ears. He had walked away due to the sudden feeling of disgust and curiosity, but it was clear that this sly pervert had been masturbating while smelling his scent.“Filthy bastard.”Even if at that time, Sung-kyung wasn’t thinking about him, now he was clearly aroused by looking at him.The strange thing was that being the object of another man’s arousal didn’t feel as bad as he thought it would. Chungrim had expected he’d want to beat Sung-kyung to a pulp or spit in his face, but watching his trembling body and flushed face actually excited him more than he anticipated. Maybe the alcohol had dulled his senses, he thought, laughing quietly to himself.“When I offer you something, you better take it.”Sung-kyung had nowhere to place his hands but on his own thighs, trembling with tension. The mix of admiration and jealousy he had felt for Chungrim resurfaced. The subtle excitement that had always gnawed at him, the glimpses of Chungrim’s bare body he had imagined, and the aroused face he had envisioned now seemed so real and close. His desire for Chungrim that had surged up unexpectedly was now right before his eyes.“Never thought I’d get this chance…”The moment Chungrim told him it was his first time doing this with another guy, a strange sense of relief washed over Sung-kyung. He had heard rumors about Chungrim being promiscuous, but it seemed he had no experience with men. Sung-kyung bit down on his lip to suppress a smile. Chungrim, with a slow, drawn-out voice, continued speaking between deep drags from his cigarette.“Do it well. Who knows, maybe if it feels good, you’ll want to do it again.”Each time his crimson lips moved, wisps of smoke escaped. The glistening head of his penis shone. Sung-kyung’s eyes glanced up at him through his lashes. Chungrim’s slit-like eyes were still hazy and unfocused.“What are you waiting for? Start sucking.”Taking the rough words, Sung-kyung swallowed hard. Chungrim seemed not fully sober, but once he sobered up, he’d never tell him to suck his cock again. This was his chance, perhaps his only one.His heart was pounding so hard it rang in his ears like a tinnitus. His head felt more and more dazed. Perhaps he too was intoxicated by the smoke. After another dry swallow, Sung-kyung slowly opened his mouth. His dry lips stretched tight, and the corner of the scab cracked open, oozing fresh blood.Carefully, Sung-kyung took the rigid penis into his mouth. The touch of the hot flesh on his tongue sent a shiver through his entire body. Trembling, he grabbed the base of the shaft with one hand and began to rub the head with his tongue, thinking of Chungrim’s red tongue licking ice cream. Sloppy sounds filled the air as he clumsily moved his tongue.“Hey, you fucker.”A harsh voice dropped above his head. Sung-kyung looked up with dazed eyes. Chungrim’s face was deeply furrowed in a frown. As their eyes met, a strong force grabbed the back of his head.“Can’t you do it right?”“Hmpf.”Grunts and pants filled the air as Chungrim shoved his cock deeper into Sung-kyung’s throat. Sung-kyung’s whole body trembled as he tried to keep up. The head of Chungrim’s penis hit the back of his throat, making him gag. His tongue and palate, his teeth all pressed against the hot, hard flesh.His jaw ached from the strain. The scabbed-over lips split open again, and he tasted blood. Sung-kyung’s eyes were now wet with tears.“Don’t bite.”Even if he didn’t want to, Sung-kyung couldn’t help but clamp down occasionally, not knowing the proper way to do it. Out of breath, he couldn’t help it. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly.At some point, Sung-kyung found himself gripping Chungrim’s thighs tightly. He was suffocating. But unlike the usual nightly suffocation, this was different. The lack of oxygen made his lower abdomen tingle with pleasure.“Harder. All the way down, like this!”Chungrim, holding the filter of the cigarette between his teeth, grabbed the back of Sung-kyung’s head with both hands. He then pulled Sung-kyung’s head towards his groin forcefully, then pushed it away repeatedly. Each time he pulled, Sung-kyung’s nose buried into Chungrim’s rough pubic hair.The wet, choking sounds never stopped. The head of Chungrim’s penis hit the back of Sung-kyung’s throat. Chungrim gripped Sung-kyung’s soft hair tightly, biting down on the wet filter, and growled a low command.“Swallow.”“Ugh, umph.”Sung-kyung finally learned to breathe through his nose, like someone who had just learned how. Chungrim’s cock was bigger, hotter, and more overwhelming than he had imagined. It was so long that if Chungrim had pushed any harder, it would have gone past his throat.Sung-kyung’s face was now completely red, covered in saliva and sweat. He swallowed with difficulty. As he tightened his throat and swallowed, Chungrim tilted his head back and pulled the filter out of his mouth.“Ah—.”At the threatening moan, Sung-kyung involuntarily clenched his jaw. His teeth grazed the hard cock. He looked up to gauge Chungrim’s reaction. Chungrim squinted his eyes and pushed Sung-kyung’s head away roughly. Ash fell from the end of the filter as it brushed against his hand.“Fuck, you’re going to bite it off.”“Ugh, huff, cough.”Lying on the floor, Sung-kyung panted and coughed, trying to catch his breath. His neck and chest were completely red, and his shirt was soaked with sweat. The living room, which had been filled with cool air just a moment ago, now felt stifling.Sung-kyung’s lips were smeared with a mix of saliva and blood. His own erection was now aching. His eyes were filled with arousal.“Hey, stop pretending.”Chungrim kicked his thin shoulder lightly, taking a deep drag from his cigarette. Sung-kyung propped himself up on one hand, holding his own swollen erection with the other. Chungrim’s exhaled smoke swirled around Sung-kyung’s face.“Ha.”Chungrim’s eyes fell to the waistband of Sung-kyung’s shorts. His small hands were awkwardly rubbing and squeezing his own erection. Chungrim let out a mocking laugh. You nearly bit off mine, but you’re getting off on your own. Crazy bastard. Chungrim ground the short filter into the table, extinguishing the red ember.“Come back.”Sung-kyung wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and crawled on his knees. It was a submissive and dutiful movement. With his erection still prominent, he positioned his face in front of the saliva-coated penis. This time, Chungrim didn’t kindly place his cock in Sung-kyung’s mouth.So, Sung-kyung had to grab the cock himself and swallow it. He flattened his tongue and licked the wet glans. Then, awkwardly, he took the cock into his mouth and lowered his head. Chungrim leaned deeply against the sofa, laughing.“Using your hand would make me come faster than this. Do it properly. Why can’t you eat when I give it to you?”“Gag, cough.”Despite his words, Chungrim pushed his fingers through Sung-kyung’s hair. Veins bulged on his hand gripping the sofa’s backrest. As Chungrim leaned his head back, his Adam’s apple bobbed significantly, and his excitement grew with the deepening furrow of his brow.“Mm, mmph!”A salty taste filled Sung-kyung’s mouth as pre-cum dribbled from the tip of the glans. Still, he didn’t stop sucking the cock. Soon, Chungrim’s thighs tensed, and he thrust his hips upward forcefully. The movement was so intense that the sofa creaked, and the glans rammed into Sung-kyung’s narrow throat.“Ugh.”Tears streamed down Sung-kyung’s tightly closed eyes. He struggled to pull his head back, unable to breathe, but Chungrim’s hand gripping his hair kept him in place. The cock in his mouth swelled a little more before releasing semen.Despite coughing, Sung-kyung swallowed the semen that slid down his throat. Tears welled up, and blood and saliva dribbled from the corners of his lips, his nose tingling with pain. Still, he forced himself to swallow the semen by tightening and loosening his throat. A warm sensation of pleasure spread through his stomach.“Swallow it all.”The ejaculation was excruciatingly long. There was so much semen that it dribbled out from between his lips. Chungrim relaxed his hips slightly and pushed Sung-kyung back by the shoulders. Saliva stretched like a spiderweb as he spat out the cock. Chungrim continued to groan softly, massaging his shaft. He rubbed the wet glans against Sung-kyung’s torn lips, smooth nose, tightly closed eyelids, and swollen cheeks.“You look so damn crude.”The wet cock was roughly rubbed under his eye. Sung-kyung coughed softly and closed his eyes. Maybe it wasn’t Chungrim who was drunk, but himself. He bit down hard on the flesh inside his cheek to stay focused. The sensation of the hard cock, the feeling when he swallowed the semen, couldn’t be forgotten.He had more to write in his notebook. He ran his tongue along the inside of his cheek. The salty taste lingered. Did those who used condoms with Chungrim feel this too? The fragmented thoughts seemed to cling to his brain, and Sung-kyung shook his head slightly.“Ah, my head’s splitting.”Chungrim leaned deeply against the sofa again, catching his breath. He tapped his temple hard with the base of his palm. After squinting for a while, he sat up and grabbed some tissues from the table. He roughly wiped his semen and saliva-covered penis.He took a few more tissues, leaned over, and dabbed at Sung-kyung’s mouth and chin. His touch was indifferent. Blood and saliva stained the white tissue. Looking down at Sung-kyung’s still swollen groin, Chungrim made a mischievous comment.“Finally got laid?”Then, he grabbed Sung-kyung’s cheeks harshly, pressing their foreheads together. Their gazes were uncomfortably close. Sung-kyung nodded, feeling his body heat. Chungrim’s shoulders began to shake.“Fuck, you’re really a slut.”His voice was mixed with seemingly happy laughter. He slowly caressed Sung-kyung’s bruised cheek and tapped it. The warmth left and separated.“Move, now.”The abrupt command signaled the end. Sung-kyung slowly got up. Kneeling for so long, his blood didn’t circulate well, and his erection made his movements awkward. Chungrim didn’t glance at Sung-kyung, just grabbed his phone from the table. He seemed to be making a call. Sung-kyung pretended not to listen, but strained to catch his voice.“Bring it here.”After the brief command, he tossed the phone onto the sofa. Only then did Sung-kyung fully stand, holding onto the table for support.Chungrim picked up an envelope of money, pulled out a single 10,000 won bill, and stuffed a discarded condom into the envelope.“Come here.”Sung-kyung hesitated but took a step closer. Chungrim impatiently grabbed his waistband and pulled. The already loose pants created a gap. Chungrim peered inside, seeing the bulging underwear, darkened with wetness.“You’re leaking.”He chuckled. Just then, the front door burst open, and footsteps approached. Chungrim tucked the envelope with the condom and money into Sung-kyung’s waistband. He sank back into the sofa and closed his eyes. A man approached from behind.“Hey, get out now.”The touch on his back made Sung-kyung flinch. Chungrim lay exposed, but the man showed no surprise. Despite being aroused by Chungrim’s presence, this man seemed unfazed. It felt strangely unsettling.“Get out.”“Go.”Both men spoke simultaneously to the unmoving Sung-kyung. He held the envelope at his waist and moved. As the man opened the inner door, Chungrim’s languid voice caught his attention.“But.”The rough voice clung to his ear.“Who beat you up?”It was the question he had been waiting for. He had written it in his notebook, and the answer was easy. A brief moment of delight flashed in Sung-kyung’s eyes. A shiver of pleasure wrapped around his body.“Room 110.”“Ah.”Chungrim waved his hand dismissively. The man nudged Sung-kyung impatiently. He stumbled out, practically dragged through the door.The man walking ahead pressed the elevator button and glanced at Sung-kyung’s waistband. Instinctively, Sung-kyung took out the envelope and gripped it tightly. He wondered what he should say if asked, but the man didn’t ask anything. Sung-kyung’s mouth kept filling with saliva, a result of consciously not swallowing.As soon as he arrived at Red Mansion, Sung-kyung opened his notebook. The tedious waiting on the living room sofa wasn’t worth noting. He couldn’t afford to miss the important details by jotting down trivial ones.The smell of the cigarettes he smoked, the heat of the cock pressing against his tongue, the texture of the pubic hair that touched his nose, the faint taste of the slick, slimy sensation in his mouth, and the tightness of the shaft and the prominent veins that stretched his jaw—all of it was not a dream. He busied himself writing to make these memories a reality.Sung-kyung’s eyes gleamed with madness as he wrote in his notebook.＊＊＊The air was humid, hinting that the rainy season was approaching. If it were just hot, it would be bearable, but the sticky feeling on his skin made every movement uncomfortable. He wiped down the ice cream freezer with a worn-out rag. The dust that had settled long ago didn’t come off completely. Even so, Sung-kyung diligently scrubbed, moving his stiff body.Despite it being early morning, he was already sweating. The large fan occupying one side of the corridor only blew out warm air. After cooling off a bit in front of it, he habitually locked all the doors and headed to the bathroom, carrying a soap case and the rag.“The rag needs changing too.”It was once a thick towel. Now, it was as thin as summer gauze from overuse. Sung-kyung twisted the rag to wring out the water and hung it on the bathroom windowsill.The first-floor bathroom was frequently used, so he had to carry soap with him. He rubbed the soap, now reduced to a small sliver, to create a lather and washed his hands. The lather seeped into the cracks of his dry knuckles. The fresh scent mixed with the musty bathroom smell was quite pleasant.Sung-kyung lathered up again and washed his face. Though his cracked lips stung, it was bearable. The dust and sweat were finally washed away. A cheap apricot scent wafted from Sung-kyung.“Where do you run off to, leaving the store?”As he left the bathroom, shaking his wet bangs, he heard a low voice. A tall figure was leaning against the aluminum door, covered in stickers. It was the man who had been occupying Sung-kyung’s mind since yesterday.His steps froze. Chungrim’s demeanor was different from yesterday. The loose eyes and sluggish speech were gone, replaced by his usual impeccable appearance.“……”He remembers? Sung-kyung nervously watched Chungrim.“Open.”Chungrim jerked his chin. Obediently, Sung-kyung moved forward. Wiping his wet hands on his pants, he rummaged through his apron pocket for the keys. Chungrim tilted his head as he turned his body sideways. Being tall, his head almost touched the wall over the door. He looked down at Sung-kyung in that position.“I’ve never let a guy blow me before.”Sung-kyung’s movements stopped as he was about to insert the key. His lowered eyelashes trembled. He remembers… Feeling a strange thrill that yesterday’s events were not just his memory. How much of last night does he remember? From where to where? Countless questions arose. He felt a jolt of electricity at his fingertips holding the key.“It wasn’t so bad, I guess.”It sounded as if he was saying Sung-kyung had some use. Joy flickered in Sung-kyung’s eyes hidden under his wet bangs. His lips twitched upward involuntarily.“But I don’t know if it was because I was too drunk, or if…”Chungrim overlapped his hand on Sung-kyung’s, which was holding the key, and twisted it with force. Click. The sound of the loose lock turning echoed.“The store is actually worth it. So I came.”The old door creaked as it opened. Chungrim roughly pushed Sung-kyung, who had frozen, into the store. He followed, looking around. The hallway was still quiet in the early morning.After sending Sung-kyung away, Chungrim had sobered up by dawn. The fishy smell and headache were intense, but the lingering thrill was vivid, though his memory of who it was with was blurry. He vaguely recalled scruffy bangs but wasn’t sure if it was the storekeeper or not. Eventually, he couldn’t distinguish reality.Then he saw the shopping bag under the sofa, realizing it was where the storekeeper had been sitting, with his jacket inside. The hazy memory was reality.Being locked in a tiny store, hearing the storekeeper’s moans while he masturbated changed everything. He had never viewed another man sexually. Even drunk, he made the storekeeper blow him and came in his mouth. It was all so strange.“I thought I’d confirm it while sober.”The only way to resolve the confusion was to experience it again. If he felt dirty when it happened again, he could just beat him up as much as he felt dirty. He could brush it off as a drunken mistake and move on. The storekeeper didn’t seem the type to gossip. Intimidating him into silence would suffice.Chungrim locked the door from inside the store. Despite being here for the first time, he acted like it was his own room, taking the chair and sitting down. He gestured for Sung-kyung to come closer.“Come here and do it.”It was an order that left no room for Sung-kyung’s input. Even in the store where a customer could come at any time. Yet, a strange excitement and tension crept up his spine.“Don’t you want to?”Sung-kyung could never refuse Chungrim. Especially not when it involved blowing his stalking target. Sung-kyung shook his head.“Thought so.”Lustful bastard. Despite Chungrim’s mocking tone, Sung-kyung’s heart began to race. He balled his cold fingers into a fist. As if entranced, he knelt between Chungrim’s legs, throwing the soap case aside. He unbuckled Chungrim’s pants and lowered the zipper. The weighty bulge in the exposed underwear was visible. He swallowed hotly. He couldn’t believe he was between his legs again.“Ah.”He let out a sigh of delight, reaching for the underwear. Chungrim lifted his hips to make it easier to pull out his cock. The shaft that sprang free was already hard. How long had he been hard? Sung-kyung looked up at Chungrim as if seeking permission. Fortunately, he saw Chungrim’s bright red tongue flicking over his lips like a snake.“What are you staring at? Suck it.”Despite the commanding words, Chungrim’s tone was gentle, like a whispered endearment. As if hypnotized, Sung-kyung opened his lips and gripped the shaft. The hot flesh pressed against his lips, forcing its way in, the glans scraping his palate and rubbing against his tongue.