Swallow Hunting - Chapter 16.1🔞
“……”
“Get up.”
Hae-jun sprang to his feet. He stood at attention. Having entered the military immediately after high school graduation, his arms pressed to his sides and his straightened legs carried the bearing of a soldier.
“Take your clothes off.”
“…My clothes?”
The sudden request made Hae-jun turn to Lee Kang-ju with a dumbfounded look. Lee Kang-ju did not repeat himself. With an air of extreme annoyance, he only flicked his fingers through the air as if scrolling.
Hae-jun hesitated, then began undoing his shirt buttons. It was an act he had performed countless times in front of clients. Although the only times he had undressed in front of other men were at public bathhouses and while washing in the army. In any case, there was no reason to tremble like a nervous groom on his wedding night.
Yet, his hands shook more than they had on the day he lost his virginity, and his lips were so dry that the tip of his tongue darted out like a clam shell, busily trying to moisten his parched skin. He barely managed to undo all the buttons and take off his shirt, but now he was told to remove his pants too. He undid his belt and stepped out of his trousers.
When he came to his senses, he was left with only his underwear. Lee Kang-ju gestured again. It meant to strip off even that last layer. The tips of Hae-jun’s ears turned red.
Well, if he says to do it, I have to do it. What choice do I have? Telling himself that this was just a bathhouse changing room and the man sitting before him was not Lee Kang-ju but an elderly gentleman from the neighborhood, he pulled down his underwear. He hesitated at the point where his cock was about to be revealed, then flinched at the sound of a yawn and abruptly took them all the way off.
“……”
He was completely naked. Hae-jun brought his hands together in front, covering his cock and balls, and stood there shyly. He felt as if he had returned to his boyhood, when even showing his navel was embarrassing. He was so ashamed that if there had been a mouse hole, he would have chased out the resident mouse and moved in himself.
Lee Kang-ju leaned back against the sofa and looked at Hae-jun. His gaze was cold, as if inspecting merchandise. His eyes slowly traveled downward from Hae-jun’s forehead. They passed over his lowered eyes and tightly bitten lower lip, reaching his neck, which was flushed red.
His physique was smoothly contoured. His collarbones were straight, his limbs slender and elongated. As if to prove his masculinity, faint veins ran like tributaries on the back of his hands. In contrast, his flat chest bore nipples and areolas of an uncommon pink hue.
“Your hands.”
At Lee Kang-ju’s pointed remark, Hae-jun blushed crimson and removed his hands. The cock revealed beneath was the same color as his nipples. Both the shaft and the glans were a soft cherry blossom pink. His balls were similar too. Not a single hair grew there, and even the color was so pristine it seemed untouched, evoking a peculiar sentiment.
Lee Kang-ju flicked his fingers. Like a dog on a leash, Hae-jun took one step closer to him. It was a distance where their knees might touch. When Lee Kang-ju raised his hand, Hae-jun squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head to the side. It was the typical reaction of someone accustomed to being hit.
But his hand did not grab Hae-jun’s hair nor did it strike his cheek. It merely touched the protruding tip of his nipple.
“…Hhk!”
Hae-jun flinched and hunched his shoulders. The area beneath his eyes burned, and his lips parted as if he had suddenly been subjected to an indecent assault. Judging by his attitude alone, he seemed like a virgin who had never been intimate with anyone.
“Why, why there?”
“Before using something, one must first check for defects.”
“There are none.”
Whether he was particularly sensitive to the word ‘defects’ or not, Lee Kang-ju indifferently grabbed Hae-jun’s lower body. He glanced at Hae-jun, who was flapping like a startled bird.
“Should I tie you up?”
He calmly forewarned what would happen if Hae-jun resisted again. Hae-jun pressed his lips tightly together and brought his hands behind his back, clasping them.
Although he was by no means small, his balls and cock fit entirely within Lee Kang-ju’s one hand. Lee Kang-ju jostled the soft sac and lifted the shaft with his index finger and thumb to inspect it. It was as if he were looking for any rotten spots.
Unable to continue watching, Hae-jun closed his eyes. It was not a good choice. With nothing to see, the sensations in his lower body intensified instead. A large, calloused hand gripped the shaft and relentlessly pulled back the foreskin.
The cock, which had shown no response all those times he had rubbed against clients in bed, now acted as if this was what it had been waiting for, swelling vigorously. Even if he threatened it, telling it to die and not raise its head there, his cock seemed to have a separate personality. That crazy bastard, far from dying, seemed about to die of pleasure in Lee Kang-ju’s hand.
“S, Sir. Hh… Just a moment. Please, wait.”
“……”
He opened his eyes to protest and their gazes met. At that moment, the cock in another man’s grip grew even more excited. As Hae-jun hunched his shoulders, Lee Kang-ju withdrew his hand.
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