BW Ch 2.4: Phone Call

You have to watch everything, how I’m going to fill you.

Lee Shinwoo looked up at Kang Tae-eon, who was covering him hotly, and sobbed. He couldn’t even imagine how he could be filleted more miserably than this. As if mocking his ignorance, Kang Tae-eon’s genitals, which had taken over his insides, regained strength and began to grow in size again.

Lee Shinwoo cried and twisted his head. He shuddered at the pressure that felt like his bottom was falling out, but tried his best to get used to the genitals that were filling him tightly. However, he quickly realized that familiarity and pain were separate things and burst into tears.

When he was aghast at the intuition that he might have to spend the whole night like this, Kang Tae-eon crashed down on him like a tidal wave. Lee Shinwoo let out a sound that was hard to tell whether it was a scream or a cry. He was shaken relentlessly while being crushed by Kang Tae-eon. His consciousness repeatedly flickered on and off. His bruised eyes were sucked on, and his forcibly opened and torn inner walls received overflowing semen.

It was hard to tell whether the shaking was a dream or reality, and he was finally able to let go of his consciousness. Lee Shinwoo, sucking on his mangled tongue, completely lost his mind under Kang Tae-eon.

He realized he was sick after he couldn’t move his shivering body at all. When he forced his heavy eyelids open, the surroundings were so dark that he couldn’t tell anything. Not a single footstep could be heard from outside the tightly closed door.

The air-conditioned room was still freezing. The air that landed on his skin was so painful, but Lee Shinwoo couldn’t move, so he closed his eyes again. His flickering consciousness was almost gone. And he opened his eyes again the next day at dawn. He had been unconscious for a full 24 hours.

There wasn’t a part of him that didn’t hurt. He was so messed up that he couldn’t even unfold his curled-up body. Unfamiliar pains tormented Lee Shinwoo for a long time. He had opened his eyes because it hurt so much. He didn’t know what medicine to take, or if taking it would even make him better. He couldn’t get his mind straight, so he just lay there. Then he fell asleep again. He opened his eyes for the third time about nine hours later.

Bright sunlight was pouring in through the wide window with the curtains drawn. He only moved his eyes and looked at the table clock he had bought on the way back from the pharmacy. 1 PM. It was Sunday. The place where Lee Shinwoo had been lying for almost two days was Kang Tae-eon’s bed. Kang Tae-eon, who had showered without any regrets after the act, had received a phone call and went out early in the morning, but it was something Lee Shinwoo didn’t remember.

He didn’t know when he had fallen off his body, or when he had left the dormitory room. He only guessed that he had stayed out last night, Saturday, from the fact that he had been lying on Kang Tae-eon’s bed for two days straight.

The torturous act had taken place all night Friday. While he wasted a whole day on Saturday due to the aftereffects, not a single person came to see Lee Shinwoo. That was a relief, at least. The dance students who came to school even on weekends were indifferent to others, and especially didn’t give a single strand of attention to Lee Shinwoo.

Lee Shinwoo, who had spent a long time after opening his eyes, finally came to his senses and looked down at his body. He was relieved that no one had seen this. If someone had seen this, it would have been really hard to go to school.

His body was covered in traces left by Kang Tae-eon, his body was so blatantly mauled and chewed that he couldn’t pretend he didn’t know what had happened. Lee Shinwoo’s body, barely covered by a thin blanket, was as miserable as if he had been raped. He had no feeling below his waist, and there wasn’t a place that didn’t throb.

He couldn’t move, but he didn’t want to waste another night like this. Even if he didn’t want to, Kang Tae-eon might come back tonight. Then would he have to have sex with him again? After doing that, again… Lee Shinwoo bit his trembling lip and released it with a moan. His tattered lips hurt a lot. He shook off the damp emotions with the pain and swallowed his tears.

Lee Shinwoo’s current state was so terrible that even a hard-on would bow its head. He tried to calm his anxious heart and pushed the blanket aside, placing both feet on the floor. He couldn’t put any strength into his legs. Lee Shinwoo, who had fallen to the floor trying to stand up, cried out softly.

It hurts.

This time, he knew exactly where it hurt. It was his torn anus. A terrible pain was rising from his lower hole, which seemed to have been open all night and still hadn’t closed. He put his trembling hand between his legs and groped his bottom. The torn hole was severely swollen, but fortunately, it was properly closed. The foreign sensation left in his stomach was just a sense of déjà vu.

Kang Tae-eon, who had only satisfied his desires, hadn’t done any aftercare, so he was in bad shape with dried blood and semen. No, aftercare wasn’t Kang Tae-eon’s job. Lee Shinwoo, who didn’t dare to even imagine that far, recalled the information he had searched while curled up. It was the correct way to deal with things after sex.

His lower abdomen was pressed down as he was curled up, making him feel nauseous. To make matters worse, he felt like he was going to throw up, so Lee Shinwoo needed to go to the bathroom even more urgently. But he couldn’t put any strength into his legs. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. He pressed down on the feeling that he was about to cry and crawled on the floor. His arms were also bruised. It seemed like Kang Tae-eon’s handprints. Lee Shinwoo managed to crawl to the bathroom after resting several times.

He threw up from his mouth and vomited out red clumps from below. It was extremely painful to force open his swollen and closed anus. It was painful enough to make a tear leak out. Still, Lee Shinwoo endured it. He spread open the wrinkles that were getting tighter and hotter as he touched them, and squeezed out the semen.

He had to do the aftercare properly. Lee Shinwoo, who had soothed his body that had begun to tremble like an aspen tree as the pain of the previous night was revived, wiped away his tears. He kept opening his bottom and scraping out what was left inside, panting several times. The bathwater quickly became cloudy and dirty. On the other hand, he also felt grateful for the excellence of the new building, which even had a bathtub. His mind was going back and forth like that.

After doing his best to do the aftercare as far as he knew, two hours had passed in the blink of an eye. He wanted to soak his body in warm water, but he didn’t have the strength to fill the tub again, and he felt like he wouldn’t be able to open his eyes if he fell asleep. He just wanted to avoid drowning in the tub. Actually, he was a little worried that he had used the tub without permission.

He dragged his legs and headed back to his bed. He was bothered by Kang Tae-eon’s bed, which was covered in traces of sex, but right now, it was all he could do to take care of his own body. Lee Shinwoo barely put his body on the bed without properly drying it. Perhaps because his aftercare was inadequate, the liquid that had seeped out of his anus while he was walking wet his thighs again. It was lukewarm and damp. Lee Shinwoo couldn’t even bring himself to wipe it off and groaned, pulling the blanket over himself. The air was too cold. And his body was too heavy. His eyelids were like lead.

Kang Tae-eon’s body, which had been covering him all night, seemed like it would be cool, but it was too hot. Maybe it was his own body that was hot. Lee Shinwoo, who was continuing his thoughts vaguely, closed his eyes with a hazy mind. It seemed like he wasn’t completely over it.

His consciousness returned after a long dream.

Lee Shinwoo, who was soaked in sweat and had been in bed with a fever, trembled at the cold air that touched his skin. Then, he hesitated for a moment, but quietly entrusted his body to the warm body temperature that was covering him. He thought this was also a dream. After his maternal grandmother passed away, no one had ever held Lee Shinwoo like this. So it had to be a dream.

Unfortunately, he realized it wasn’t a dream when he noticed the hand that was opening his legs. The hand easily spread Lee Shinwoo’s legs and touched his bottom. It carelessly broke through the place that he had been so focused on cleaning, without even applying any medicine, and spread it open on both sides.

It was Kang Tae-eon. Kang Tae-eon was the only one who could so recklessly open and invade Lee Shinwoo’s bottom. Lee Shinwoo almost screamed and tried to resist him. But the resistance was unsuccessful due to the abnormality of his body. In terms of the deal he had made with Kang Tae-eon, it was a fortunate thing in the end. It was just that Lee Shinwoo couldn’t hold back the sudden surge of sadness.

He didn’t care at all about Lee Shinwoo’s physical condition. He climbed onto Lee Shinwoo’s body, which was sprawled out like a broken puppet, spread his legs, and opened his bottom. Kang Tae-eon’s genitals, which had easily become erect after only a few strokes, entered his anus without any foreplay.

A pain even worse than the previous night struck Lee Shinwoo’s head. He wanted to scream and push him away, but Lee Shinwoo couldn’t even lift a finger. He just cried and repeated the same words.

It hurts… It hurts… It hurts….

Kang Tae-eon, who had his first orgasm, shot the last drop into Lee Shinwoo’s inner walls, who couldn’t even tell him to stop and just kept saying that it hurt, and then raised his waist.

The sound of gulping water was heard from right above him. Only then did Lee Shinwoo feel a burning thirst and twist his neck. The only thing that moistened his parched lips was cold tears.

“Aren’t you going to open your eyes?”

He knew from the beginning that Lee Shinwoo was awake. The tilted bottle of water poured down onto Lee Shinwoo’s face from the air. The cold water touching his messed-up skin felt like it was going to shatter. Huuuhang. He heard a snicker at the sound of him crying.

If you’re not going to move, at least try to squeeze.

His tone was as if he was saying it was no fun because there was no reaction. But Lee Shinwoo couldn’t even squeeze his bottom, let alone lift his eyelids. He thought he was going to be urged again, but what fell from above was a low-pitched voice that was pleasant to hear.

“Your body is like a corpse, but the inside of your hole is so chewy that I feel like I’m going to come just by being inside like this.”

The rest of his words were buried in the splashing friction sounds. Unlike what he had said about feeling like he was going to come just by being inside, Kang Tae-eon didn’t come easily. He thrust his waist up violently and increased his speed. Naturally, Lee Shinwoo’s body also swayed and shook along with it.

When it seemed that Lee Shinwoo wasn’t going to show any more reaction than crying, Kang Tae-eon stopped talking. Instead, he began to thrust his hips in earnest. He thoroughly stirred up his bottom until it was a mess again, even though he had just cleaned it. Kang Tae-eon, who had come twice more in Lee Shinwoo’s inner walls, who had forgotten to cry and had lost his mind for a moment, pulled his genitals out.

The genitals that had come out were still in shape. The viscous liquid that had been pulled out from the inside dripped off and stuck to Lee Shinwoo’s thigh. The inside of his thigh, which was red from repeated friction, was dirty with mottled abrasions and glistening bodily fluids. Kang Tae-eon looked at it for a moment and then dropped his body. He didn’t even bother to cover him with a blanket and went to the bathroom, striding away from the bed.

He felt much better after coming a few times. He always felt disgusted after dealing with the riffraff. Song Woojae, who acted like a tongue in his mouth, had said that he had booked a separate hotel, but Kang Tae-eon had refused the kindness and returned to the dormitory room.

Now that he had brought him inside, he was going to enjoy him leisurely for three months. Right now, he was crying and making a fuss even after being stirred up a few times, but he knew that once he got used to it, he wouldn’t break down easily. In that sense, his body, which had been trained through dance, was to Kang Tae-eon’s liking.

Kang Tae-eon twisted his lips as he recalled Lee Shinwoo’s inner flesh, which had been sucking on his cock even while he was unconscious. He had never held a certain partner until he was tired of them. But the thought that it might not be so bad suddenly crossed his mind.

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