The Night He Took Away My Voice

“……”

Hee-woon glanced at the man’s retreating back and moved his lips.

Kang-woo’s eyebrows furrowed.

“You really want to do it with him?”

“Ah, no!”

When Hee-woon jumped and denied it, Kang-woo narrowed his eyes.

“I only want to do it with you…”

“……”

“It’s true…”

Kang-woo, who had been staring intently at the trembling Hee-woon, suddenly contorted his face.

“f*ck.”

At the roughly spat curse, Hee-woon flinched back.

Kang-woo grabbed his arm, pulled him up, and dragged him inside the factory.

Hee-woon struggled and begged for his life.

“You said you only want to do it with me.”

“We’re going to do it now.”

Kang-woo said roughly and pushed Hee-woon onto a mattress in the corner.

His thin body rolled, raising cloudy dust.

Ignoring Hee-woon’s coughing plight, he grabbed the back of his neck and shoved his face down.

His round buttocks lifted upward.

Kang-woo turned the paper bag he’d received from the man upside down.

Its contents spilled onto the mattress.

Hee-woon looked back with a frightened face.

Smack!

A palm landed sharply on his buttocks.

“Stay still.”

Kang-woo said, tearing the condom wrapper with his teeth.

Hee-woon turned his head, trembling.

He saw his own hand shaking finely and dark brown stains scattered across the mattress simultaneously.

“Ahhk!”

When Hee-woon screamed, Kang-woo irritably asked, “Why?”

His condom-covered finger was groping between his buttocks.

“B-blood… blood…”

“Yeah, blood.”

Kang-woo agreed indifferently and opened the lubricant tube on the mattress.

He shoved the tube nozzle into the tightly clenched hole, squeezed roughly, then tossed it aside.

“I’m loosening you up so you won’t bleed.”

Hee-woon, in panic, seemed not to feel Kang-woo’s finger churning inside, just shaking and moving his head frantically.

Kang-woo looked displeased at the back of Hee-woon’s head.

He noticed his reddened ears.

Without a second thought, he chomped down on the round ear.

“Ahk!”

Hee-woon hunched his shoulders and struggled.

Kang-woo let out a low laugh, worked the ear in his mouth, then spat it out.

A smack sound was heard.

Finally seeming to regain some sense, Hee-woon looked back.

His distorted, tearful eyes turned toward Kang-woo.

“Focus, okay?”

Hee-woon nodded.

Kang-woo licked his lower lip, watching the gathered tears fall.

“Ahh…”

As the finger inside him drew a large circle, Hee-woon twisted his waist and let out a moan.

It didn’t hurt, but felt foreign.

The hard object inside pressed and rubbed firmly against his inner walls.

Each time, Hee-woon breathed as if vomiting.

The mechanically moving hand pulled away, and a rustling sound was heard.

Hee-woon intuited it.

Now Seo Kang-woo was going to push his penis inside.

Into the narrow hole that wasn’t properly loosened yet.

Hee-woon clenched his fist on the mattress.

He really was being raped.

He wasn’t gay.

Though his eyes sometimes wandered to men, he considered himself heterosexual.

He’d even had girlfriends.

Although falling completely for Kang-woo this time confirmed he could be attracted to the same s*x.

Anyway, he’d never thought he could have s*x with a man.

His feelings for Seo Kang-woo weren’t sexual.

Something hard rubbed between his buttocks.

It’s okay. It’s okay. Hee-woon repeated inwardly.

“Relax.”

Kang-woo said, pressing his condom-covered cock against the entrance.

The moment he spoke, the prone body stiffened.

Kang-woo clicked his tongue and slapped his buttocks repeatedly.

“Ugh, ugh, it hurts. I’ll, I’ll relax. Just a moment…”

Whether Hee-woon’s desperate effort to relax worked, the large hand that could cover one entire buttock cheek stopped hitting.

Kang-woo tightly grabbed one enticingly reddened buttock and pulled it sideways.

The thoroughly wet opening clenched and unclenched.

He licked his lower lip habitually, gripped his cock, and pushed the head in.

“Ahhk-!”

Hee-woon’s eyes flew open as he screamed.

“I said, relax.”

Fiery strikes landed on his buttocks again several times.

Each time he screamed and yelped, the thick shaft forced its way in, stretching the narrow passage.

Hee-woon could no longer think the word “okay.”

“No, no! Ahhk… ugh… St-stop!”

Trying to escape the weapon tearing his insides, Hee-woon reached forward.

His palm touched dried brown stains, but he was desperate to move away.

“Haa… Stay. Still.”

Kang-woo grabbed the fleeing Hee-woon’s pelvis with both hands and pulled down sharply.

With a thud, the soft buttocks crushed against his groin.

“Ahhhuuuk!”

Hee-woon howled like an animal, writhing violently.

The cock that seemed to fill him from bottom to mouth pulled out.

Hee-woon trembled, forehead pressed against the dirty mattress.

A large hand came under his shoulder and flipped Hee-woon’s body over.

His limbs, swaying weightlessly in the air, fell, raising dust.

Then, with a thud, sparks flashed before his eyes.

His cheek had been struck.

“Stay still before I really kill you.”

Kang-woo growled through clenched teeth, gripping Hee-woon’s neck.

Hee-woon let out a choked sound and fumblingly grabbed Kang-woo’s wrist on his neck.

His head rang dizzily from the slap.

His vision blurred completely with rising tears.

Blinking, tears fell from his temples to his ears.

In his slightly clearer vision, Seo Kang-woo’s eyes came into view.

Their murderous, truth-telling glare.

“Huh… I, I’m sorry. I’ll stay still. Ju, don’t kill me…”

His red face was drenched in tears.

Kang-woo slowly stroked the neck that fit in one hand, then gently caressed the cheek he’d hit.

Having been struck multiple times on one side, the cheek was already swelling.

Kang-woo spoke as if pitying him.

“See. If you don’t listen, I end up hitting you.”

Hee-woon nodded with a terrified expression.

“It, it hurts… I’ll, I’ll stay still. Huhh…”

The red cheek trembled finely.

His bruised eye areas twitched, creating new tear tracks with each movement.

“……”

As Kang-woo stared intently, Hee-woon covered his face with his arm.

He feared being slapped again for crying.

Pressing hard on his eyes with his arm, he bit the inside of his cheek.

He swallowed the sob threatening to escape uncontrollably.

“Your face.”

At the rough whisper, his white shoulders tensed sharply.

“Don’t cover it.”

Hee-woon lowered his arm and looked up at Kang-woo, sniffling.

Meeting his wet eyes, Kang-woo furrowed his brow and let out a breathy laugh.

“Driving me crazy.”

Smack. He lightly slapped the outside of Hee-woon’s thigh, then grabbed his ankles and pushed them upward.

Hee-woon ended up with his knees bent, thighs pressed tightly against his chest.

“Ka, Kang-woo…”

Kang-woo turned his gaze to Hee-woon’s face, which whispered his name.

When Hee-woon blinked his large eyes, tears streamed down his temples.

He licked his lips, which felt drier than before.

An inexplicable thirst arose.

“If I make it not hurt, can you do well?”

His voice, roughened with excitement, pretended to be affectionate.

“I, I’ll do well.”

Kang-woo looked down at the trembling Hee-woon and uttered an impression.

“Like a drowned pup.”

He poured the new tube from the mattress over the twitching hole.

He scooped the liquid flowing down his crack with his fingers and pushed it directly inside.

As if he’d entirely forgotten ordering condoms specifically because putting it in his back hole was unpleasant.

Hee-woon exhaled sharply.

The finger churning inside didn’t hurt at all but felt very strange and unfamiliar.

Startled by the large circular motion, he tensed, and the large hand struck the side of his thigh.

Then he tried hard to force himself to relax.

The number of fingers inside gradually increased.

One, two, three.

As he accepted three thick fingers, the earlier pain vividly returned.

“I said. Don’t. Tense.”

Several sharp strikes landed on the back of his thigh.

“Huhh… I’m scared…”

Hee-woon tried his best to relax, catching his breath.

“It’s not like I’m shoving a knife in your ass. What’s there to be scared of.”

At his words, Hee-woon made a strange “heeeek” sound and curled up.

The hand holding behind his knees turned white with tension.

Kang-woo twisted his mouth and scissored his fingers, churning inside.

As Hee-woon twisted his waist, his grip loosened, and one leg stretched into the air.

“Your legs. Hold them properly.”

The excited, rough voice commanded.

The moment Hee-woon grabbed his legs again, the large cock thrust in deeply at once.

“Ahhhk!”

“What an ugly f*cking moan.”

Contrary to his words, Kang-woo lowered his head and licked Hee-woon’s cheek.

Licking the salty wet cheek made saliva pool in his dry mouth.

Kang-woo felt the strange thirst he’d had since earlier seemed to be fading.

“Huhk, huhk…”

Hee-woon opened his mouth, exhaling ragged breaths.

It felt like a thick skewer was piercing him from anus to mouth.

Trying to endure the suffocating pressure, his irregular breaths reached Kang-woo’s ear as he licked his cheek.

Kang-woo, his brow fiercely furrowed, braced himself with an elbow beside Hee-woon’s head.

The cock, pulled out until only the head remained, rapidly thrust back inside.