Swallow Hunting - Chapter 8.1
Do as they tell you, put it on and come out, then follow the guide. Inside, a bed and the doctor who had treated Hae-jun were waiting.
“Please lie on your side on the bed. Curl up like a baby. You know the fetal position, right?”
The nurse was gentle, but the thought of lying like that in front of a woman made a shame so intense it felt like it was piercing through the top of his head and gushing out. Hae-jun clenched his fists and assumed the position. Then, the doctor flipped up the piece of cloth covering Hae-jun’s buttocks. Hae-jun gasped in surprise, and the doctor patted his buttocks as if soothing a child.
“Oh, it won’t hurt. I’ll be gentle.”
He should have found out what kind of exam this was. He regretted coming here with the simple thought that getting some medicine would be the end of it. But he couldn’t make a scene and leave now that he was here.
He was so tense his complexion turned pale. Curious about what was happening, he looked back. The old man was scooping up a handful of lubricant with his latex-gloved hand and slathering it thickly onto a long rod.
“W-what are you going to do with that?”
“Have to press the button to see if it works properly. Don’t be startled, say ‘ah’.”
At the doctor’s muttered words, Hae-jun hesitated, then opened his mouth.
“Ah……. ……Aak!”
And then, with no warning, the rod pushed in, and he let out a scream.
He hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands. When he squirmed in surprise, the nurse held his shoulders and told him to stay still.
“It’ll be over soon.”
The old man tapped his buttocks, saying this guy sure is a fussy one, and began probing inside the hole. The rod, which seemed to have a vibration function as if the doctor had tremors, went in deep and pressed firmly against one spot. There was no hesitation. He was skilled, as if boasting of experience from having probed thousands of guys.
“Heuk!”
Even with his mouth covered, an embarrassing moan escaped on its own. His penis, which had shriveled up in surprise, suddenly sprang to life and shot out a thick stream of dark semen with a pik sound. The pleasure of ejaculation, felt after so long, made his mouth hang open, and then the hard, sturdy rod gripped in the old man’s hand slid back out.
“Not time to close the coffin lid yet. You’re healthy.”
The pleasure vanished in an instant, leaving only discomfort. The area between his buttocks was slippery, the forcibly opened hole stung, and his clothes soaked with semen felt sticky. If no one had been watching, Hae-jun would have buried his face in his hands and sobbed. Hiding his eyes, reddened with shame, with great effort, he changed his clothes following the nurse’s guidance.
The doctor’s opinion was simple. When under severe stress, he might temporarily be unable to get an erection, so take the medicine and monitor the situation, that was it.
If he was just going to give a diagnosis anyone could make, why on earth did he have to shove that rod into his pure anus? Hae-jun would have bet the hamburger he was going to have for dinner that the old man’s hobby was poking other people’s rear ends.
So much for that great reputation.
Hae-jun grumbled as he left the hospital building. Clutching the medicine he received from the first-floor pharmacy close to his chest.
***
– Are you fucking serious, you really didn’t know?
When he called Yohan and asked if he knew about this kind of exam, a roaring laugh came through the receiver loud enough to break it. The guy laughed until he was choking for breath, and only after Hae-jun gritted his teeth and muttered for him to stop laughing did he finally clear his throat with a cough and get his laughter under control.
– Cha Hae-jun is finally free from being a virgin. Congratulations, man.
“Drop dead.”
– So what was the result?
“Blamed it on stress, of course. Got charged a fucking fortune for it too.”
– You’ll get better with the medicine. If not, get surgery. Or change direction.
“Change direction?”
– Sell your back door, what other choice do you have?
“Are you insane? I’d rather you tell me to die.”
There was a world of difference between just using your mouth and having your hole penetrated. Just imagining being pinned down by someone made the back of his neck creep. He was born with a dick, so he ought to use it for its intended purpose. The anus was not a place to put things in.
That said, Hae-jun had actually put his own thing in there before. A customer with particular tastes had requested to be entered that way. If a customer asks, you have to obey even if they tell you to swallow a sword backwards, so Hae-jun hadn’t refused. Okay, thinking that way, the anus was a hole that sometimes had things go into it.
Leaving behind the snickering Yohan, Hae-jun got ready for work. No matter how limp his dick was, he still had to go to work.
He didn’t reveal his problem to anyone except Yohan. It was a symptom he was ashamed to tell others about, and above all, he was afraid that if The Boss found out, far from sympathizing with his situation, he might harass him, saying this guy can’t make money, and steer him in a worse direction. For instance, the way Yohan mentioned, using the anus instead of the dick.
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