Red Mansion

Sung-kyung was the first to notice the silhouette heading towards the flowerbed through the rain. It was just past 1 a.m. Sung-kyung squinted and observed the man.Only then did Chungrim’s persistent gaze finally shift. His sharp eyes quietly followed the dark silhouette.The man heading towards the flowerbed glanced back and raised his hand towards the car. Blue sneakers, getting soaked in the rain, forming a circle with his thumb and forefinger. He must have arrived early and watched Sung-kyung bury the drugs from somewhere. The delivery ended sooner than expected. Sung-kyung wiped his nape with the damp tissue.“No more deliveries, right?”“No, just this one.”“Then put on your seatbelt.”Sung-kyung immediately pulled the seatbelt. Watching Chungrim’s actions earlier had paid off. He clipped it in just as Chungrim had done. Click. As soon as the seatbelt was on, the car started moving.Sung-kyung gently covered his right ear, trying to muffle the pounding of his heart that echoed like tinnitus. Although he was nervous that the sound might be heard, calming it down seemed difficult. He rubbed his ear a few more times, feeling the wet hair with his fingertips.The car drove in silence for a long time. All of Sung-kyung’s attention was focused on the driver’s seat. Sitting side by side, this was the problem. He couldn’t properly steal glances at him. The sound of rain hitting the car body was as loud as his heartbeat.“How much do you get paid for a delivery?”“It varies, but usually starts at 20.”“Ha.”What a joke. This was the most dangerous job, yet they were only given peanuts. Still, they must be risking it for that small amount. Chungrim glanced at Sung-kyung while turning the steering wheel.A large T-shirt and shorts. White socks covering his ankles and old, wet sneakers. Nothing about him stood out. He was like an old lollipop, dusty and melted, sticking to the wrapper.“……”Still, the taste should be the same.He wasn’t sure a few hours ago, but seeing Sung-kyung in front of him now made him change his mind. Already, his mind was filled with explicit images of Sung-kyung naked and engaging in obscene acts. Chungrim gripped the steering wheel tightly. Veins bulged next to his temples.“Crazy.”Whenever Chungrim cursed intermittently, Sung-kyung grew tense. Did he do something wrong? He quickly looked over his body or raised his arm to sniff his T-shirt.He glanced at Chungrim but couldn’t read his emotions due to his expressionless face. So, Sung-kyung kept glancing at Chungrim’s large hands gripping the steering wheel or his knees and thighs, trying to gauge the mood.“Stop peeking and get out.”They were at the rear gate of the Red Mansion. It was closer than he thought. Sung-kyung took a few deep breaths. He wanted to remember the scent inside the car, different from any cologne.The car stopped at the closest spot to the rear gate. Watching Chungrim unfasten his seatbelt, Sung-kyung pondered. Was he going inside? Then he would need an umbrella. Should he get the umbrella from earlier? He could just run or wear his raincoat, but Chungrim shouldn’t get wet. As he hesitated, Chungrim reached into the back seat. He grabbed the still-wet raincoat.“Fuck, it’s soaked. What kind of shitty thing is this?”“Um… give it to me.”Sung-kyung reached out, but Chungrim pulled back, not wanting to hand it over. Water droplets fell from the raincoat onto his thigh.“Forget it. Just run, you idiot.”Leaving those words, Chungrim opened the car door. He even chuckled as if finding it amusing. Then he ran with his hand covering his face.“Ah.”It happened so quickly. Sung-kyung moved hastily. He opened the car door and dashed into the rain. Just like Chungrim.In front of the car was a bicycle, lying sprawled like an overturned insect. Seeing this, Sung-kyung paused for a moment. The bicycle wheel, once spinning in midair, had come to a complete stop. It seemed to have reached the end of its life.“Hey, I said run!”Chungrim’s voice echoed from afar. He was already inside the mansion, holding the glass door open and watching. He seemed amused by the rain, laughing. Sung-kyung, as if hypnotized, began to walk. He stepped into a puddle, splashing mud up to his knees. His clothes and old sneakers were soaked.“You’re soaked.”Chungrim, laughing and calling him an idiot, had only gotten his shoulders and back slightly wet. Sung-kyung didn’t know why Chungrim came without using the intact raincoat and umbrella, but it didn’t matter. Seeing Chungrim smile was enough.“Do you have towels in the store?”“…yes.”Thankfully, they had recently taken out new towels while the old ones had been used as rags. Sung-kyung almost embarrassingly gave Chungrim an old, worn-out towel. He picked up the wet raincoat Chungrim had thrown on the floor and moved ahead. The raincoat dripped water as Chungrim followed, and the faint sensor lights turned on a step later.He unlocked and opened the store door. The creaking noise blended well into the dark hallway. He felt for the switch and turned it on. The orange light from the old bulb illuminated the room.“Just a moment. I’ll get you a towel.”Sung-kyung hastily rummaged through the drawers, tossing the raincoat aside. Chungrim sat on the chair in front of the counter, shaking his wet hair.“I couldn’t live here again, even if they paid me.”Not knowing how to respond, Sung-kyung just glanced back. Chungrim didn’t seem to expect an answer and changed the topic.“How many years have you lived here?”Sung-kyung had lived here for as long as he could remember. According to his parents, they lived quite well when their business was doing well outside. After going bankrupt and incurring billions in debt, they borrowed more money to try to recover. Unable to repay it, they became fugitives and had Sung-kyung while on the run. They moved into Red Mansion immediately after he was born.Listening to his parents’ stories, Sung-kyung sometimes thought they should have just aborted him.“Since I was born.”He handed over the neatly folded towel. Although it had been washed and dried well, it felt slightly damp due to the heat. Still, it was the cleanest thing in the store at the moment.“That’s why you suit this dingy place so well.”Sung-kyung tore off some toilet paper and wiped his calves. His white socks were a mess with mud. Just as Chungrim said, he felt filthy. He wanted to wash up and change clothes quickly, but he could endure it since Chungrim was there.“Ever thought about living outside? There are quite a few who leave thinking they’ll make it out there.”“I’ve never thought about it.”He had never hoped for anything. Just living each day without struggle was all he wanted. Any illusion about the outside was satisfied by the scenery he saw when going to pay off debts or make deliveries. He threw the crumpled toilet paper, covered in sand, into the trash.“So, what do you think about all day? Dirty thoughts?”Chungrim’s lips curled into a broad smile. Sung-kyung couldn’t meet his eyes and just rolled a new roll of toilet paper.“Or, thinking about me?”The hand that was drawing a circle in the air in front of his chest abruptly stopped. Had he? Oh, come to think of it, maybe he had.“When you jerked off here. Did you really think of me while doing it?”As Chungrim’s questions increased, Sung-kyung’s gloomy gaze sank lower. The water-resistant paint applied inside left green patches here and there. Sung-kyung’s eyes followed those traces.But when had Chungrim seen him masturbate? Did he hear him? The door was always well closed. When did he hear it? Lost in thought, Sung-kyung’s eyes slowly lifted. He wiped the remaining rainwater from his nape with toilet paper and asked.“…When?”It had happened more than once, so it was better to clarify which time he meant.“When you were sniffing my clothes like a pervert.”He remembered the day Chungrim had left his jacket behind. Getting excited and ejaculating while thinking of Chungrim, overwhelmed by the incongruous, fishy, and musty smell. He thought Chungrim had left Red Mansion, but apparently not.Despite the humiliation of being caught, curiosity came first. Where had Chungrim watched him from? What had he felt listening to him masturbate? Oh, was that why Chungrim’s visits had decreased for a while? It must have meant I was on his mind enough to keep him away.“…Yes.”Sung-kyung suppressed his fluctuating emotions and answered. The truth was, he couldn’t get excited anymore without thinking of Chungrim. Just like that time, he crumpled the damp toilet paper and threw it away.“Wow.”Whether impressed or disgusted, Chungrim’s voice elongated. He placed the towel on the counter and began to talk more. Though he was smiling, Sung-kyung felt a bit troubled. Thinking about that day made his body react naturally.“How do you get aroused thinking about another guy?”This was coming from someone who had ejaculated into his mouth multiple times. Then why do you get hard when I suck you? Why did you always ejaculate into my mouth? Why do you keep coming to me? He wanted to ask.“Well, you do suck dick well. Touching yourself must be nothing.”“…”“Then, do you want to fuck with me?”The crude words made Sung-kyung close his eyes tightly and turn his back. He pretended to rummage through the drawers. With one hand, he pulled down his T-shirt to hide his erection. His mind was filled with images of Chungrim’s naked body he had seen before. The sneering smile abruptly stopped.“Hey.”It felt familiar. He had heard such a cold voice in Chungrim’s living room before. He felt the sensation of his sneakers tapping the back of his heel. Still, Sung-kyung didn’t react. His fingertips holding the T-shirt trembled slightly.“Turn around.”The elongated tone of his voice oddly excited him. His heart pounded fiercely. If he turned around, if Chungrim saw his erection, what expression would he make? That expression would be something only he could see.Filled with anticipation, Sung-kyung turned his body. Chungrim’s gaze fell on his lower half, partially covered by the T-shirt. Chungrim tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.“…”This guy had been with a man before. Chungrim was certain. He wouldn’t be this aroused without any prior experience. He felt like he had stumbled upon a highly aroused freak. A bitter laugh escaped.“So bold.”“…”“I’m curious. Is it different with a man? Does it excite you more?”The stifling silence filled the store, which was thick with hot air. Sung-kyung’s vision blurred. Sweat formed again on his nape and forehead, which he had wiped clean. Chungrim’s sharp gaze scanned him, as if evaluating merchandise.“You wouldn’t be the one fucking. Do you cum while getting fucked?”It was too hot. The air and Chungrim’s gaze. He wanted to open the window to let in the rain, but even a small movement seemed difficult.“Oh, now I’m really curious.”Chungrim muttered to himself. His face, which had been slowly rubbing his lower lip, was now void of any laughter.“Take off your pants.”“What?”When Sung-kyung asked in surprise, Chungrim just shrugged.“Just a taste.”“……”“I’m curious if I can do it too.”Despite the crude words, Chungrim smiled a cool smile. Sung-kyung blinked in disbelief. Did he hear that right? Was it really Chungrim who said something he had never dared to imagine?“Get up there and turn around.”Chungrim pointed to a bench attached to one side of the store wall. It was narrow, just enough for one person to lie down on. Sung-kyung glanced at Chungrim’s face again, afraid he might retract his words. Chungrim stared at him with an intense gaze. Sung-kyung suppressed the thrill in his chest and moved.“……”Seeing Sung-kyung move without objection, Chungrim couldn’t shake off a strange feeling. The store clerk gets aroused by looking at a man. He doesn’t mind having his dick sucked by a guy. His body accepts men. He can imagine it. So, would it be possible for him too?This chain of thoughts led to, “What if I mess around with Sung-kyung?” While he wasn’t ready to go as far as sex, he thought it might be okay to just relieve the growing tension below. His sharp gaze moved to Sung-kyung’s thighs, now exposed in white.Sung-kyung pulled down his underwear and shorts to his knees. He climbed onto the bench, knelt, and placed his hands on the opaque window where raindrops were hitting. The moist warmth felt through his palms—he couldn’t tell if it was from the weather or his sweat.“How much did you use this?”Without laying a hand on him, his ass was already exposed. Maybe it was because of the narrow, hot store that his breathing started to get hotter.Chungrim quietly looked over Sung-kyung. His nape, shiny with sweat. The white hands on the window. His slender body with surprisingly full hips and thighs. The underwear and shorts tangled around his knees. The white socks ruined with mud.When Chungrim stood up from the chair, the sound of it scraping the cement floor echoed loudly. Sung-kyung tried to look back, but a firm pressure on his back stopped him. Chungrim, with one knee on the bench, whispered softly.“Don’t turn around.”Sung-kyung leaned forward more, pushing his hips back. It was a natural movement, as if pleading to be entered. The zipper noise seemed loud in the silence of the surroundings.“Hoo.”A deep breath was heard behind him. Sung-kyung felt a spark in his vision. He wished the palm on his back wouldn’t leave. He swallowed dryly, listening to Chungrim’s movements, his gaze fixed on the window.The blurred figure of Chungrim bending over was reflected on the opaque glass. Where was he looking? His hips, thighs, or his own penis?While trying to guess where Chungrim’s persistent gaze was directed, Sung-kyung’s own penis began to twitch. Even without physical contact, he felt like he could ejaculate.“Ugh.”A warm, firm piece of flesh brushed the back of his thigh. He remembered it clearly from having it in his mouth several times. The hard, smooth glans rubbed against his thigh, moving slowly and leisurely. The tension, as if it could pounce on its prey at any moment, was palpable.Sung-kyung thought of Chungrim’s penis. He had visualized it many times in his mind, so it wasn’t hard to imagine. Large and thick, with visible veins and a prominent middle ridge.The way the thin skin wrinkled every time his tongue and lips passed over it had been mesmerizing. Now, the thought of it possibly penetrating his own wrinkles and entering him made his heart flutter. His untouched hole kept twitching.“Ah, fuck. What if I puke?”The crude laughter made him feel dizzy. He wanted to see the laughing face, but he knew he shouldn’t turn around. He imprinted Chungrim’s blurred outline through the window. Unfortunately, the features were not clear.“I’ll take it. I won’t get your clothes dirty.”Haha. Chungrim laughed lightly. Sung-kyung wanted to turn around. The urge was hard to resist. His fingers curled against the hard glass.“I like that answer.”The hot penis brushed against his buttocks. His whole body shuddered. Sung-kyung opened his mouth. His heart pounded. His hole kept twitching. The tension in the air was like that before sex.“Bring your knees together.”As soon as Chungrim spoke, Sung-kyung brought his knees close together. As he squeezed his thighs, a tingling pleasure rose from below. He bit his lower lip and twisted his waist. His erect penis swayed as it cut through the air. Unable to bear it, Sung-kyung reached out to touch himself, but a command came from behind.“Who said you could touch it? Hands off.”His curled fingers returned to the window.“Ugh, yes.”A hot, hard shaft wedged between his thighs. Sung-kyung quickly lowered his head. He saw the glans peeking out from between his skinny thighs, the wrinkling skin, and the shaft sliding back and forth. Sweat trickled into the corners of his eyes, but he didn’t blink.“Ah……”Chungrim let out a long groan. His grip on Sung-kyung’s shoulder blade tightened. As Chungrim pushed, Sung-kyung lowered his upper body and pushed his hips further back. Chungrim’s shaft bulged between his thighs.Through his buttocks, he felt the texture of Chungrim’s pants. He had only unzipped and pulled out his penis. How lewd that must look. Sung-kyung’s lips had gone dry. He swallowed the hot air in his mouth. He squeezed his thighs tighter around the shaft.“Haa—.”With each thrust of Chungrim’s hips, the old bench creaked. It’s hot, fuck. He heard Chungrim’s aroused muttering behind him. Despite his blurry vision, Sung-kyung watched the penis moving between his thighs, growing harder, redder, and wetter with each thrust, as if he didn’t want to miss a thing.“Ugh, mmph.”“Look at you, getting off on your own, like a slut.”The words, spat out between gritted teeth, sounded like an animal’s growl. Sung-kyung couldn’t close his gaping mouth. How could he hold back while watching that hard thing slide between his thighs? Ah, he wanted to touch the front. But he had no intention of doing anything Chungrim hadn’t permitted.“Ah, ah.”Sung-kyung let out a groan, seemingly on purpose. He could feel Chungrim’s movements getting rougher each time. His lips curled into a smile, revealing crimson insides. The large hand that had been pressing down on his wingbone now gripped his T-shirt.“Damn…”Chungrim cursed under his breath. Sweat trickled down his veined forehead. He had thought that his interest might wane after a few thrusts. But even just thrusting between Sung-kyung’s thighs excited him this much.He saw how tightly Sung-kyung was squeezing, his thighs trembling. Chungrim grimaced and bit down hard. The moans that spurred his excitement didn’t stop.“Shut up with those damn noises. Keep your mouth shut.”He reached out and clamped his hand over Sung-kyung’s mouth. He could feel the damp breaths beneath his palm. The small store, devoid of any breeze, was filled with feverish air. He felt like he was going to pass out. Chungrim’s wet shirt clung to his back, and sweat from his chin dripped onto Sung-kyung’s backside.“Ah…”It felt like it might happen now. The damp moans continued to seep through his fingers. The act of thrusting his penis between Sung-kyung’s thighs grew rougher. Each time, Sung-kyung’s body shook violently. The scent of Chungrim with each breath made Sung-kyung’s mind hazy.“Where’s the condom?”The hand that had been covering Sung-kyung’s mouth fell away, but he was too dazed to answer. Sung-kyung stared at his own darkened, erect penis with blurred eyes, as if he were drugged.When the store owner didn’t answer, Chungrim, his face flushed, glanced around. There was no condom in sight. He had no idea where it might be. He didn’t want to stop to find it. Damn it, he cursed inwardly while moving his hips.He hadn’t expected to get this excited just by thrusting into another man’s thighs. Any doubts he had about being with another man vanished completely. It would work with a man, probably with himself too. Look at now. He didn’t even have the mind to look for a condom.“Then damn it, I’ll just do it.”As he pulled back, his erect penis sprung up. Chungrim grabbed his penis and started moving it quickly. He bit down hard on his lower lip as his hand moved. The veins on his forearm, revealed by his rolled-up sleeves, stood out prominently. He pressed down on Sung-kyung’s back again.“Hoo.”The excessively hot breath felt like it was burning his body. He hadn’t prepared, but maybe he could just put it in. He had no intention of using his fingers to prepare. Still, this perverted bastard would feel it.Chungrim looked down at Sung-kyung’s white buttocks and pressed his glans with his thumb. He then grabbed Sung-kyung’s buttocks and spread them apart. Sung-kyung let out a long moan and moved his hips back. The way he naturally prepared to receive him was obscenely suggestive.“Ha.”Despite not looking it, he was worn out. For a moment, Chungrim felt a surge of irritation but couldn’t pinpoint why.Sung-kyung raised his buttocks, but the entrance wasn’t visible. The glans fumbled along the crease, probing here and there. Each time, Sung-kyung flinched as if to sit back down.“Stay still.”Smack, Chungrim’s large hand came down hard on Sung-kyung’s buttocks. The white flesh quickly turned a reddish hue. Sung-kyung nodded at the short, forceful command that came with the harsh touch. Sweat from his chin dripped onto the floor. He felt like his heart would burst before they even started having sex. This wasn’t something that could just be written in a notebook.He didn’t mind dying right now. At this moment, he didn’t think of his bedridden parents, the debts weighing on his shoulders, or his empty bank account. He just wanted to remember this moment for a long time. The creaking bed and the sound of shirts rubbing whenever Chungrim moved. The low moans and feverish breaths beneath him. The hot, touching flesh. All of it. The tip of Sung-kyung’s erect penis gleamed and grew wetter.“Ah.”The glans that had been fumbling around finally found the hole. The moment it slid in, Chungrim couldn’t hide his excitement and frowned.“It’s here.”“Ugh.”The sensation of not being able to fully swallow the glans was painfully vivid. Chungrim impatiently pushed his penis in. His thick penis forced its way into the tight hole.“Mm!”Sung-kyung swallowed a scream. The sensation of something forcibly pushing into his tense lower part made his eyes widen. His arm resting on the window frame trembled. He wanted to loosen up, but he had to endure the tearing pain to keep Chungrim from losing his excitement.Regardless of Sung-kyung’s pain, Chungrim made small thrusts to fully bury his erect penis. The penis that couldn’t be fully inserted slipped out and cut through the air again.“Ah, it’s so tight.”It was natural since there was no gel and he hadn’t properly prepared. Excited, Chungrim kept stroking his penis, quickly scanning the surroundings. Nothing seemed useful. All there was was a dusty tube on top of the drawer. Chungrim grabbed the half-empty tube, opened it with rough hands, and squeezed it onto his palm.It smelled like cheap flowers. Sung-kyung blinked at the subtly spreading pleasant scent. It was the hand cream his mother used to apply when she worked at the store. He had secretly applied it a few times, embarrassed by his chapped hands in front of Chungrim.“What’s with everything being just like you?”Chungrim scoffed. Everything seemed cheap and tacky. Not his taste at all. But it was strange. He hadn’t expected to be doing this with Sung-kyung, the dullest person in the rundown Red Mansion.He smeared the heavy white cream onto his shaft. Maybe because it was cheap, his penis felt greasy and uncomfortable. He felt it would be better if he could quickly thrust it into the hot hole.“Throw up? Nonsense.”Since it was his first time with a man, he wondered if he would throw up. But it seemed ridiculous given how aroused he was.“Ha, damn… You said you’ve done it before. Why is it so tight?”Finding the entrance again wasn’t difficult. The hard penis forced its way into the tight hole. Sung-kyung’s body trembled as he received Chungrim’s penis without having prepared. He wasn’t allowed to moan or move his hips, so he just endured. Fortunately, enduring was something he was good at.It wasn’t long before the pleasure outweighed the pain or discomfort. His gaze, tinged with madness, fixed between Chungrim’s legs. He had watched him for two years. Up until a few months ago, their interactions had been limited to conversations. Now, he was having sex with Chungrim. Even if it was just for one day, it made him feel a little special.“Whew, ah…”Holding the reddened mound apart and pushing in until the thickest part, Sung-kyung trembled all over. The white hand cream smeared and stuck around the entrance.The unexplored back entrance excited Chungrim more than he had anticipated. Whether it was this guy’s lewd body or the joy of having his cock thrust anywhere, the hot, tight inner walls gripped his penis, making his breath heavy. He thrust deeply, without any regard, each movement strained due to the tightness.“Ah, ah.”Sung-kyung was staring down at his trembling skinny thighs. At some point, his vision wavered. It wasn’t from the pain of the stretching; it was ecstasy. Sung-kyung’s face, laced with a smile, was the embodiment of rapture. He wanted to record every detail of the excitement each cell in his body felt.“Tight. Huh?”As Chungrim continued his rough thrusting, the once white cream gradually turned pink. Had he torn something? So what. Chungrim had no reason to be considerate.“How does it feel to have sex with the guy you’ve been spying on?”Chungrim’s face was drenched in sweat. Drops fell through the open collar of his shirt. He hated heat intensely, so why was he having sex in this closed space? He hadn’t intended for this when he visited Red Mansion late at night. He wasn’t supposed to meet this rustic guy. Everything was a mess. Chungrim yanked Sung-kyung’s hair harshly.“Ah!”Sung-kyung’s head tilted back, his flushed face scrunched up. Red lips pressed close to his ear, filthy words stuck to his eardrums.“Does it feel good to be fucked?”The sound of lips sticking together and pulling apart, tongues touching the roof of the mouth, every tiny noise was clear.“Haa, yes… It feels so good.”Tears welling up, Sung-kyung answered.Crazy bastard. This was a real crazy bastard. Chungrim let go of his hair and thrust violently enough to satisfy himself.As his glans drove into the protruding flesh, Sung-kyung cringed. Chungrim thrust there repeatedly, his glans tightly gripped by the inner walls. Despite almost collapsing, Sung-kyung gritted his teeth to stifle his moans.“Ugh, ugh.”It felt so good. He wished Chungrim would go harder, hurt him more, ruin him with more intense pain. He wanted to be scarred by him, marked by his traces. So that tomorrow, it wouldn’t feel like a dream.“Whew.”As Chungrim’s cock filled him completely and slapped his ass, Sung-kyung’s thighs trembled. His erector spinae tensed and gripped Chungrim’s penis tightly. With a scrape, Sung-kyung’s nails scratched the window.Soon, cloudy liquid spattered over Sung-kyung’s lower abdomen and the platform. He wanted to touch it and rid himself of the excitement, but Chungrim’s hand firmly pressed down on his back. Moving wasn’t allowed yet. Sung-kyung barely swallowed his groan, feeling a pleasure close to urination.The air, which had been just hot, now carried a fishy smell. Chungrim lowered his gaze. A thin, bony back that seemed to lack strength came into view. Tilting his head slightly, he saw the cloudy liquid on the floor. He hadn’t even touched it, but it had come out the back. Chungrim chuckled and withdrew his hips.Blood lightly stained the cock, smeared with the melted cream. The base throbbed slightly from not ejaculating inside. Instead of thrusting into the hole again, Chungrim quickly stroked the shaft with his hand. The thick veins stood out on the stiff penis.“You, damn it. You spoiled the mood… Ugh, who told you to come first?”Sung-kyung only panted heavily in response. Chungrim, jerking his hips, stroked his cock. Occasionally, he pressed and rubbed against Sung-kyung’s buttocks, extracting excitement at will.Soon, thick, cloudy liquid spilled from the tip of Chungrim’s glans. He rubbed his cock, smeared with cum and cream, on the back of Sung-kyung’s white thighs. Cum dripped down Sung-kyung’s bony thighs, pooling on the pants around his knees.The ejaculation was long. During that time, Chungrim stroked the shaft, shaking off the remaining excitement. His palm was coated with cum.“Ah. This is filthy.”Chungrim looked at his hand, then wiped it off on Sung-kyung’s shirt. The sweat-soaked shirt was smeared with cum. Chungrim laughed, watching the vulgar scene, and stood up from the platform. He grabbed a roll of tissue from the counter and cleaned himself up. Since he had only unzipped his fly, the cleanup was quick.Although he hadn’t cum inside, they had still had sex. He had done it with a man. His sharp gaze focused on the trembling, crouched Sung-kyung on the platform.“I don’t know what kind of guy you’ve been having sex with, but you’ve got a lot to fix.”From vulgar moans to not knowing how to move his hips properly, ejaculating at will, trying to touch his cock. There were too many things to correct. If there was a next time with Sung-kyung, he thought it might be better to tie him up and do it.“Maybe beating it out of you will work.”Chungrim laughed like a madman. He zipped up and wiped the sweat from his chin. He looked down at the thin back still trembling on the platform.Whether Sung-kyung cried or not, it didn’t matter to Chungrim. Pinkish fluid leaking from between Sung-kyung’s buttocks was visible, but Chungrim felt no guilt. Sung-kyung had wanted this body more than he had. He was the one who got fucked. Chungrim just wanted to go home and wash off the poverty and heat clinging to him.“Leaving?”Chungrim opened the store door without hesitation. The musty corridor felt much cooler than the hot, stuffy shop. He left the store, shaking his sweat-soaked shirt.Once the door closed, Sung-kyung was alone. Their first sex involved no gel or condoms. Of course, there were no emotions either. No kissing or tender caresses. The only touches were the hand covering his mouth and the cock ruthlessly invading his insides. That was all.“Haha.”Yet, Sung-kyung was happy. His body shook with stifled laughter. After some time, when Chungrim had fully left Red Mansion, Sung-kyung sat up. He reached behind his thigh. His fingers touched the cum.He rubbed it against his lips. Like carving it into the wrinkles, he pushed his fingers into his mouth. He closed his eyes, savoring the fishy smell and taste of the semen with his whole body.Chungrim must see him as somewhat special. Though it seemed Chungrim was with a man for the first time, he neither hesitated nor stopped. After all, one doesn’t keep thrusting into someone they genuinely dislike. Sung-kyung was more than satisfied with his position, which was now beyond the realm of ‘nothing’ or ‘disliked.’＊＊＊He stayed up all night. His back hurt, and the torn area ached, but he couldn’t remember feeling this good in recent times. From early dawn, he diligently prepared bland porridge.After feeding his mother breakfast, he sat her up against the wall since she wanted to sit. His father reassured him that he would take care of his mother and told him not to worry. Sung-kyung felt at ease since his father’s condition seemed better today.At 6 o’clock, he ran down to the store. He briefly hung onto the stairwell and looked toward the back gate, but the bicycle Chungrim had crashed into yesterday was already gone. It seemed a junk dealer had picked it up, or someone had taken it to repair and use. People were quick when it came to anything of value. Sung-kyung swallowed a bitter smile.