His Hunger Never Ended

Hee-woon breathed rapidly, sticking his tongue out slightly between his lips.

“More.”

Kang-woo urged in a low voice.

“That’s right.”

Kang-woo, who had kissed him as if grazing his cheek, took the cute, protruding tongue between his lips.

They pressed their tongue tips together, rubbing them hard, and then he sucked on it strongly.

“Ugh……!”

At the pain of his tongue being pulled, Hee-woon squirmed and moved forward.

Because of that, Kang-woo’s fingers, which had been churning the hole, slipped out.

Haa.

Seo Kang-woo let out a long breath and straightened his waist.

Hee-woon watched him fearfully as he untied and let down the loosely tied robe belt.

A body filled with broad shoulders and dense muscles was revealed between the robe.

Hee-woon unconsciously moved toward the center of the bed.

“Come here and lie face down like before.”

Contrary to his languid voice, his eyes, cast downward, held desire and flashed menacingly.

Hee-woon moved his stiff limbs.

His thin body, lying prone at the edge of the bed, looked even smaller and more frail compared to the large body standing behind it.

Kang-woo applied lotion to his erect penis.

When he pressed the glans against the hole, the soft buttocks flinched and tensed.

“Relax.”

“…Okay.”

Hee-woon closed his eyes, feeling his breathing grow increasingly ragged.

Seo Kang-woo’s robe brushing against his thigh was soft.

And the glans persistently pressing between his buttocks felt very threatening.

Kang-woo pushed his glans into the hole, thoroughly wet with lotion.

Looking down at Hee-woon, who let out a suppressed moan and trembled, he slowly stroked the supple waist.

“Sunbae. Hoo– try it.”

“…Hoo?”

Hee-woon asked with uncertainty.

“Not like that. Take a deep breath in and then hoo-.”

Hee-woon did as Kang-woo instructed, taking a deep breath in and then exhaling, ‘hoo-‘.

“More, longer.”

At the voice encouraging him from behind, he took another deep breath and exhaled it long.

“Hoo- Aak!”

In the middle of his exhale, the penis, which had only inserted the glans, plunged in all at once to the root.

At the pressure, Hee-woon choked and twisted his body.

“Ah, it’s too tight.”

“Try to relax a bit.”

Kang-woo slapped Hee-woon’s buttocks, chapsap-chapsap.

Hee-woon trembled and tried his best.

The feeling of being spread open was unfamiliar.

Yet, he familiarly recalled the memories and sensations from that night.

The hard thing filling the narrow passage slid out smoothly and then slammed back in, kwang.

His vision shook chaotically.

The hand gripping his pelvis painfully was large and hot.

“H-heuk, hh…hheuk….”

Shaken, tears scattered onto the sheets.

His breathing kept getting rougher.

He wondered if he might stop breathing.

His mind, emptied white, repeatedly thought he might die.

“Haa. Woo Hee-woon.”

Kang-woo, pressing his chest against Hee-woon’s back, bit and sucked the back of his neck.

As if unable to contain his excitement, he pinched Hee-woon’s nipples hard or grabbed his skin fiercely.

“Hhhuu…huk, huk….”

Kang-woo didn’t pull out until Hee-woon was truly having so much difficulty breathing that he might stop.

Kang-woo used his thumb to rub and spread the semen seeping out of the crimson-red hole.

“I don’t know how I held back for a week with this.”

His roughened voice was chilling.

Ignoring Hee-woon trembling with his eyes tightly shut, Kang-woo bit his shoulder.

He persistently tormented the same spot, creating a red mark, and then leisurely straightened his waist.

“Let’s see how much you’ve cried.”

A warm hand grabbed Hee-woon’s stiff arm and pulled him up.

Looking at the face that was surely a mess from tears, Seo Kang-woo smiled satisfactorily.

“Ah. Seeing your face made it hard again.”

Kang-woo laughed playfully and rubbed his erect penis against Hee-woon’s thigh.

Hee-woon wiped his tears and swallowed.

His stomach felt bad.

It was probably natural, having eaten an uncomfortable meal and having his insides churned up so much.

“My… stomach… feels bad.”

“Are you putting on an act again now?”

“No. My stomach really… ugh-.”

In the middle of speaking, Hee-woon covered his mouth as a sudden wave of nausea surged.

After a few dry heaves, Kang-woo frowned and let go of his waist.

Hee-woon staggered straight to the bathroom.

He almost fell several times, his strength leaving him.

He flung the door open and hurriedly lifted the toilet seat cover.

As soon as he bowed his head, food rushed back up.

After vomiting for a while, he barely managed to get up.

He rinsed his mouth at the sink and raised his head; his eyes were bright red.

The hand washing his tear-drenched face trembled finely.

                                                                                               ****

Contrary to Hee-woon’s wishes, Seo Kang-woo called him out even on weekends.

They had s*x and ate together.

In just a few days, Hee-woon had lost 3kg.

He was vomiting up the lunches he had with Seo Kang-woo without fail, and when Seo Kang-woo called him out in the evening, he floundered in fear while taking his penis with his ass.

After his part-time job ended at dawn, he studied for exams and did assignments, then got only about 3-4 hours of sleep before waking up, so it was inevitable he would lose weight.

“I feed you well, so why are you losing more weight?”

Thump, thump.

Thrusting from behind, Kang-woo fiddled with the protruding spine bones along Hee-woon’s back.

“Hhheut….”

“It’s because you work so many part-time jobs, isn’t it. Hoo….”

“What time did you sleep yesterday?”

Kang-woo overlapped his body on Hee-woon’s back and asked near his ear.

“5, ahk…ah, it hurts.”

“What hurts. Here?”

Kang-woo grabbed the penis dangling on Hee-woon’s flat lower stomach.

Yesterday, out of sudden curiosity, he had touched Hee-woon’s d*ck and found unexpected pleasure.

Woo Hee-woon, startled wide-eyed like a rabbit and awkwardly pushing the hand away, had a rather endearing side.

“Hhhuuut….”

“You only tremble when your asshole is being poked. But you like it when I touch your d*ck?”

“N-no… hhuu….”

While stimulating his penis did reduce the pain, he hated that too.

He was afraid of getting used to taking a penis with his ass.

With a sound like a crack, Kang-woo bit Hee-woon’s nape and came inside his stomach.

Kang-woo, who had been sucking on Hee-woon’s limp nape, showed signs of moving again.

“Kang-woo. I have to go now.”

“Go where?”

Kang-woo licked the length of the red mark left on his neck.

Hee-woon, letting out a faint moan and hunching his shoulders, turned his head.

“Please, Kang-woo….”

Hee-woon grabbed Kang-woo’s fingertips and met his eyes.

“Can you do better tomorrow?”

“Yeah. I’ll do well.”

At Kang-woo’s petulant words asking how he’d do better and if he knew how many times he’d said he’d do well before, Hee-woon didn’t know what to do before finally being released.

In Kang-woo’s house bathroom, he expelled the semen pooled inside him, brushed his teeth, and came out.

After calling a taxi, he let out a sigh.

Since he kept coming to Seo Kang-woo’s house, he incurred taxi fares.

At least he didn’t have lunch costs, but at this rate, it seemed difficult to last the month with the money he had left.

He got off the taxi at a nearby bus stop and dozed off, nodding his head, on the way to the student’s house.

He almost missed his stop, so he got off in a hurry and fell once while running in a daze.

“Teacher. Stop eating so much.”

It seemed his stomach was empty because he had vomited tonight’s dinner as well.

When he opened and ate a few individual snacks placed on the tray, the student frowned.

“Ahem. Are you all done?”

“Yes. But teacher.”

“Huh?”

The pupils inside the round glasses stared straight at Hee-woon.

The student rotated the mechanical pencil in his hand once, sighed, and spoke.

“Aren’t you being too careless lately?”

“Even though your pronunciation was bad, I kept going because you tried hard, but lately, teacher, you’re a bit like that.”

“You come exactly on time for the lesson. Are you preparing the midterm exam review problems?”

Hee-woon stared blankly at the golden glasses frames gleaming under the fluorescent light.

“I haven’t told my mom yet, but please pay more attention.”

“You should care more about my midterms than your own, teacher.”

How old was he again?

Sixteen?

“And if possible, please eat dinner before coming.”

The youthful face looked with disgust at the small wrappers placed in front of Hee-woon.

Hee-woon answered belatedly.

“I understand. Sorry. I’ll pay more attention.”

On the bus back home that day, he didn’t take a nap.

He stared blankly out the window, then took out his phone.

His phone, whose three-year contract had ended a while ago, still had no major issues.

He checked his schedule and confirmed there was an assignment due tomorrow, then looked at the clock.

1:14 AM.

Since he was more than halfway done, he could sleep by 3 AM today.

He had a 9 AM class, so he’d wake up at 7, wash up, and go straight out.

He could do some major exam study while walking.

The exam is next Monday, so there’s still time to study.

And then he’d have lunch with Seo Kang-woo again, and in the evening, they’d have s*x.

On the bus, he’d prepare for his tutoring, pay more attention during the lesson, and after finishing, do his assignment…

Chiiiik.

The bus stopped with a sound like air leaking out.

It was caught by a traffic signal.

Outside the window, the Han River was visible.

The black sky and the black river had a faint boundary.

Until the bus started moving again and buildings hid the Han River, Hee-woon’s eyes followed that faint boundary.