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More accurately, it was closer to being cut.
He knew the machine was safely made and wouldn’t do that.
But because it was Yoo Joohwan, a guy who made the impossible possible, he couldn’t touch himself as he wanted.
“Hmph… please, ugh?”
“What is it?”
“Let me… Hngh, let me… touch… myself, Hmph.”
He barely managed to speak, letting out a moan that was close to a sob.
The time spent removing the hair felt longer than he expected.
When he looked at him with pleading eyes, Yoo Joohwan smiled disinterestedly.
“Just for this?”
Yoo Joohwan turned off the machine, looking at the cleanly removed hair.
He took out a handkerchief he had prepared from his pocket and wiped the area clean.
Then, Yoo Joohwan abruptly brought his head close to his lower body.
He quickly grabbed Yoo Joohwan’s head in a position that suggested he was about to be sucked, and he clicked his tongue, frowning.
“I’m just looking. To see how cleanly it was shaved.”
“…Is that so?”
When he slowly removed his hand with a trembling voice, Yoo Joohwan, as if he had been waiting, put his cock in his mouth.
The sensation was on a different level than when he had done it himself.
The vivid feeling in his mouth made his vision turn white.
“S-stop… Hngh!”
He gasped for breath at the sensation that plunged deeply without giving him a chance to restrain himself.
He gripped Yoo Joohwan’s shoulder, his breathing ragged, as if he had reached the summit.
“Please… we… Hmph, the promise…”
He sent a pleading look, asking if they hadn’t made one.
But Yoo Joohwan merely narrowed his eyes wickedly and busily moved his hands and mouth.
His lower body stood rigidly erect from the dizzying sensation, as if all his blood were being sucked out.
No, if he were stripped naked, his nipples would probably be hard enough to want to twist them.
His hips involuntarily bucked with the force that kept pulling him, and his thighs tensed.
Yoo Joohwan grabbed his freely moving buttock so hard that it would leave fingernail marks.
“…Hah, I, I like it!”
It hurt his pride to say such a thing, but it felt so good that his reason felt paralyzed.
Despite the intense stimulation, it didn’t hurt; instead, a pleasure-filled whimper escaped him.
He realized he hadn’t masturbated since coming here.
His body trembled at the early feeling of ejaculation.
“Hee hee.”
Yoo Joohwan’s tongue, which had wrapped around the shaft, came up like a coiled snake and fondled the urethral opening of the glans.
Even though he was only rubbing it, the room was filled with lewd sounds.
The sounds were so weird and intense that they drowned out the rain outside.
“I’m going to… Hmph, come…”
When he barely managed to speak from the deep feeling of ejaculation, Yoo Joohwan took his mouth off.
He licked his smooth lips like a wicked person, then wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling seductively.
“You can’t come. We have to make the mold.”
Yoo Joohwan pressed the urethral opening of the glans and fondled it with his fingertip.
He rolled his fingers over the tightly pulled-up testicles and brought his body closer.
“You said you wanted to fuck us. Do you think you can even penetrate us if you come this fast, with just this?”
Yoo Joohwan laughed knowingly, saying he was perfectly suited to be the one who was fucked.
He had thought he could satisfy them if he set his mind to it, but he felt they were one step ahead of him.
“At this rate, you’ll come before you even start penetrating.”
“No… Hmph, I, I can do well—”
“No, you can’t. If this is how you react to just touching the front. What will happen when we ram your back hole?”
“…Hmph.”
“Listen well. Your lover is not one, but three.”
That meant he wouldn’t be able to last even if they only targeted different parts of his body one by one.
He might even lose consciousness from the acts performed simultaneously.
“You are simply suited to be the one who is fucked.”
Yoo Joohwan told him to open up, not to talk about foolishly fucking them, and slowly lowered his hand, rubbing his hole.
The moment the hand touched him, his stomach tensed up, and in his desperation, he grabbed Yoo Joohwan’s arm.
“N-no!”
“Why not? There won’t be any difference whether you get breached today or tomorrow.”
It wasn’t a wrong statement, but he firmly expressed his refusal.
If a finger went in right now, he would cross his breaking point.
A cock much larger than the one he had sucked would go in and out of his hole, and the moment Yoo Joohwan started penetrating him, the other two would rush in like vultures.
If that happened, he feared he wouldn’t even be able to learn anything and would be stuck inside, unable to leave the blanket, for days, just like in the original novel.
‘Why was I so full of myself, saying I was going to fuck them…?’
Having experienced and received foreplay, he realized they were not people he could easily contend with.
Yoo Joohwan’s crazy streak alone made him unpredictable, and he couldn’t even guess how the other two would behave.
“Just say it. Say you want to have sex.”
“Hmph… N-no!”
“Your hole doesn’t seem to agree, though?”
Yoo Joohwan rubbed the area around his clenching anus with his hand, sending a seductive look.
He also showed a rough momentum that suggested he could penetrate him in an instant.
He regretted his arrogance, thinking he had assumed things would be fine if he was good at foreplay.
Yoo Joohwan let out a light laugh with a somewhat softened gaze.
“That’s fun. But isn’t the longer you resist, the more disadvantageous it is for you? I’m finding it quite hard to hold back.”
“…”
“Well, I’ll be satisfied with seeing your tears. But, you have to keep the promise about wanting to fuck us.”
Yoo Joohwan pretended to wipe the tears welling up in his eyes, then grabbed his cock and shook it one more time.
He let out a long breath at the hurried touch, and Yoo Joohwan stopped the act, filling the container he had brought with the slime-like gel.
It seemed to be for making the mold.
“Fuck it.”
“…Huh?”
“You said you like fucking. So, fuck this container.”
Yoo Joohwan helped him stand up and held the container in front of him.
He tried to excuse himself, saying he didn’t like fucking but that it was merely a wish, but Yoo Joohwan gave him a pressurizing look.
“If it messes up, you’ll have to do it again.”
At the thought of having to repeat today’s actions from the beginning, he quickly plunged his cock into the gel.
His body trembled slightly at the cold sensation.
Yoo Joohwan lightly clicked his tongue.
“If you lose concentration, you’ll have to do it again.”
As soon as the words fell, he tensed his lower body and endured.
Even breathing was cautious, but he barely held on, not wanting to collapse.
Sweat beaded on his palms due to the intense tension.
“How long do I have to stay like this?”
“It won’t take long.”
Yoo Joohwan slowly licked his wet lips, saying that since it was a specially made product, it would finish quickly.
His eyes seemed to enjoy humiliation as much as Moon Dowon did.
He was humiliated yet excited, and the corners of his mouth trembled.
Just as his reason and instinct were going back and forth, Yoo Joohwan pressed around the container to check if it had hardened.
“You endured well. If we polish it nicely, it’ll be beautiful.”
Yoo Joohwan took the hardened object out of the container, brought a carving knife, and cut it in half.
‘He said it would be memorable and wonderful…’
His heart pounded loudly as he watched Yoo Joohwan carefully removing it.
He couldn’t be sure whose emotions they were, but they seemed to belong to Seo Siho.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t lose his heart to lust.
“It looks like it’ll turn out well. I need to go and get it made immediately.”
“…Now?”
“Yes.”
The unreleased sexual desire lingered in his mouth.
He looked at Yoo Joohwan with regret, but Yoo Joohwan, with a bright face, put the hardened mold into the container.
He stared at him with disappointment, then was startled without realizing it.
‘I’m crazy… I should be happy, why am I feeling regretful?’
He quickly put on the pants he had taken off and cleaned up, only to see Yoo Joohwan already dressed, holding the container, and putting on his shoes.
It was a quick motion.
He stood blankly at the front door, watching Yoo Joohwan, who seemed to have no time to delay.
“I’ll send you a picture when it’s finished.”
“…No. I think it’s fine.”
He waved his hand, his energy already drained from being sucked once.
Yoo Joohwan laughed dismissively, opened the front door, and rushed outside.
“Your umbrella—”
He wanted to tell him to take it, but Yoo Joohwan quickly went down the stairs, closed the main gate, and disappeared from view.
Only the sound of rain filled the room.
He lightly ran his hand through his hair in the sticky breeze that broke the silence, then reached out.
“Why did he leave the door open…”
As he muttered softly and grabbed the doorknob, a figure abruptly popped out and grabbed his wrist.
It was Moon Dowon.
“…Hick!”
He was so startled. He sank to the floor, still grasped by the wrist, and tried to catch his breath.
His heart was pounding like crazy, and his limbs were shaking.
He managed to calm down and looked up to see Moon Dowon, clad in a black raincoat, standing in the rain.
He looked pale, as if he had been standing there for a long time.
He stuttered slightly, asking a question at the sight of Moon Dowon, who was more eerie than Yoo Joohwan.
“What… what brings you here? No, how long have you been here?”
He realized that Yoo Joohwan seemed to have known that Moon Dowon was here.
“Moon Dowon…?”
“Right after you deleted the app.”
That meant he had watched everything he had done with Yoo Joohwan.
As expected, the small window in the kitchen was the problem.
“Then why didn’t you come in? Why were you standing there?”
“I wanted to see how far you would go.”
“…”
“Thanks to you, I got an erection. Check it out if you want.”
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