DE | Chapter 2.1

The oil was boiling furiously. Joo Seonghyeok looked down at the man tied up in a correct posture, with oil so hot that if it were to be splashed on skin, it would immediately melt the flesh and cause oozing.

The beaten half-crippled man still hadn’t opened his mouth despite his current state. His eyes were black and blue, hardly opening, his lips were cracked with scabs, and his bound body was so blood-starved that his skin had shriveled and turned bright red, making it obvious that the blood circulation was cut off.

This place was a torture facility specially crafted by Joo Seonghyeok. Inside a container, it was equipped with all sorts of devices, including a kitchen to boil oil, which even the medieval torture devices wouldn’t dare to match in brutality. It was right here that Lee Yeonhong disposed of two bodies.

Glancing at the clean floor that might have been mopped, Joo Seonghyeok unlocked his watch, gripped it tightly, and raised his fist.

And then he smashed it straight into the forehead of the man tied up. Blood gushed from the man’s nose and his teeth fell out as Joo Seonghyeok silently pounded with his fists.

“Fuck, you bastard. Can’t you speak properly?”

Eventually, Joo Seonghyeok yelled as if his insides were exploding. The man, presumed to be a member of the Dusan gang, didn’t even twitch his mouth to speak.

“Do I look like water to you? Huh? Should I start by chopping off your tongue or gouging out your eyes and shoving them up your ass?”

“Ugh…”

“Just tell me what you know. Why can’t you understand simple things and keep dragging this situation? Did I do something wrong, huh? Look, do I look fucking easy to you?”

Joo Seonghyeok repeatedly slapped the man’s face with his palm. It was excessive even for someone who was barely conscious, blood dripping continuously from his nose. But what of it? There was no one in this place to stop Joo Seonghyeok. Lee Yeonhong stood straight and leaned against the wall, watching them.

“This is really severe. If it were me, I would have just burned him. What are you hiding so tightly? Huh? Now I’m even more curious.”

Sighing deeply, Joo Seonghyeok straightened his watch. Looking at the uncracked screen of the watch, he muttered that cheap things are the best, and then walked over to the kitchen where the oil was boiling. Scooping up the oil with a ladle, Joo Seonghyeok approached the man, who stared back with wide terrified eyes and shivered, hunching his shoulders. Even someone unyielding to violence couldn’t help but fear a man intending to pour boiling oil on them.

“Alright, I’m going to count to ten now, so start talking…”

“I-I don’t know, nothing!”

“10, 9, 8…”

“I really don’t know! I don’t know what happened at Geumho!”

“Fuck, you useless fuck. Can’t give a single proper reason, 7, 6…”

“Hey, you there! Save me! This crazy fucker’s going to kill me!”

The man eventually yelled towards Lee Yeonhong, who was leaning against the wall. Lee Yeonhong fluttered his eyelashes and blinked. The man, whose head had been bowed, lifted it, and momentarily dazed by Lee Yeonhong’s excessive beauty, urgently called out to him.

“Are you talking to me?”

“Yes, you, you! Stop this crazy fucker!”

“Why should I?”

Joo Seonghyeok twisted his lips.

“If you want to beg for your life, you should beg me, you idiot.”

Joo Seonghyeok then poured the boiling oil directly onto the man’s thighs.

“Aaaagh!”

The suppressed moan finally burst forth. As the man writhed and trembled in unbearable pain, flipping his eyes back in convulsion, Joo Seonghyeok whistled. The smell of flesh cooking wafted from the man, who spasmed as if having a seizure; it was similar to the nauseating smell of pork, akin to boiling pork belly. Joo Seonghyeok breathed heavily, looking at the man drooling and foaming at the mouth.

“Haah… pretty boy.”

“Did you call me?”

“Have I been getting hard because I’m a pervert, or is it because of you?”

“Probably both.”

Joo Seonghyeok threw the ladle to the floor and bit into Lee Yeonhong’s lips, gently nibbling the soft flesh before letting go and allowing Lee Yeonhong to push his tongue forward, swallowing his saliva whole. Joo Seonghyeok gripped Lee Yeonhong’s buttocks, pulling him closer. This sordid scene unfolded in front of the mentally broken man. However, no one else cared to notice.

Joo Seonghyeok pushed Lee Yeonhong forward. The towering man slowly backed up, subtly grinding his groin. The transferred heat made his body sway. Mischievously, Joo Seonghyeok grabbed a handful of Lee Yeonhong’s flesh, attempting to pull his pants down.

Both seemed out of their minds in the container filled with the smell of cooked flesh, at least from the tied man’s perspective. He, sweating profusely, looked down at his thighs, stripped of skin and oozing blood, then at the two men about to kiss, and he gagged.

“Ugh, fuck… you gays, disgusting…!”

Lee Yeonhong turned his head to look at the foaming man, licking his own lips as he observed the panting figure. Then he pushed Joo Seonghyeok away and slowly approached the man. Joo Seonghyeok, puzzled, watched them as he pulled out a cigarette. After a couple of clicks of the lighter, the flame caught, and Lee Yeonhong sat down between the legs of the man with melted thighs.

“Am I disgusting to you?”

“Ugh, uh…”

Lee Yeonhong flicked the man’s penis, as small as a finger. The dangling penis and tiny balls almost seemed childish. Lee Yeonhong, fascinated, observed them closely. The man’s face turned beet red, twisting in realization of his own small size, clearly embarrassed to be exposed and scrutinized by such a beautiful creature.

However, against all reason, the tiny penis stood erect, quivering like a little mushroom. Lee Yeonhong laughed out loud.

“Look at this, Joo Seonghyeok.”

“Shit…”

Joo Seonghyeok exhaled smoke, rolling his eyes as if he’d seen enough nonsense. If he had foreseen what would follow, he might have intervened. But all he saw was the back of Lee Yeonhong’s head, not realizing Lee Yeonhong had swallowed the tiny genitals.

A horrific scream erupted as the tied man convulsed, drooling heavily before collapsing to the side. Joo Seonghyeok dropped his cigarette in shock. Where the man’s genitals should have been, only a neatly cut section remained, and blood spurted out, quickly covering Lee Yeonhong. Lee Yeonhong chewed on the small penis, rolling it between his lips. Joo Seonghyeok rushed over in panic.

“Hey, you fucker! Spit it out, spit!”

“Mmm…”

“What do you mean, ‘mmm’? Spit it out! Spit!”

Lee Yeonhong stuck out his tongue into Joo Seonghyeok’s palm, spitting out the penis. Joo Seonghyeok shook his hand as if he’d seen something vile, then pried open Lee Yeonhong’s mouth to inspect it, quickly lifting him up and rushing outside. As they stepped out of the container, the men joking around stiffened upon seeing them, shocked at Lee Yeonhong’s blood-covered face. Ignoring them, Joo Seonghyeok dashed into the bathroom.

“Bring toothpaste and a brush!”

He turned on the water and poured it over Lee Yeonhong’s face, repeatedly washing the blood off until his hair was soaked. He then pried open Lee Yeonhong’s mouth, who obediently opened it wide as a man brought the toothbrush and toothpaste.

“Open your mouth properly, you idiot.”

“Ah…”

“Are you out of your mind? Thinking of eating that?”

Joo Seonghyeok scrubbed at Lee Yeonhong’s molars with the toothbrush, grumbling as Lee Yeonhong rolled his eyes, sweeping his palate. Joo Seonghyeok swallowed his saliva while scrubbing the very red, appealing tongue with the toothbrush until it frothed.

“Ugh…”

Lee Yeonhong gagged softly. Joo Seonghyeok made him rinse his mouth, but that was not the end. He locked the bathroom door, pushed Lee Yeonhong against the toilet, and sat him down, slowly lowering his own pants. His soaked underwear and swollen genitals were evident, even wet from just viewing Lee Yeonhong’s tongue.

“Were you going to swallow it?”

“I was going to bite it because it looked interesting, like I could swallow it whole.”

“Why don’t you chew on mine too, then?”

“I don’t like it, Joo Seonghyeok. Yours is too big… and hard, and hot. And…”

Lee Yeonhong reached out, pulling Joo Seonghyeok by the waist to sit on his thighs, burying his face in his chest, inhaling deeply. Even his chest smelled like pussy, a thick scent making saliva drip.

“And can I put a finger in?”

“Hurry up. I’ll spread it for you, pretty boy.”

Joo Seonghyeok pulled down his underwear and spread his butt cheeks, revealing his plump pussy. It was smooth and flushed, the red vaginal walls quivering slightly, clear fluid leaking down.

Lee Yeonhong inserted his finger slowly as if desecrating something sacred. His well-trimmed fingernails dug into the rugged mucosa, rummaging through the moist interior. A squelching sound filled the air. The pliant pussy clung to his finger, not letting go.

“Your pussy, Joo Seonghyeok… it sounds really good.”

It was obscenely inappropriate given they had just been pouring boiling oil on someone. Lee Yeonhong thrust more fingers inside, stirring until the wet noise echoed, and Joo Seonghyeok’s expression twitched. His cheeks flinched, and the corner of his mouth lifted ambiguously, the stimulation too evident. Lee Yeonhong then increased the pace, pressing even against the bladder area.

“Mmm, uh…”

Lee Yeonhong still smelled of blood, his hair soaked with water and blood. He still remembered the man whose penis had been bitten off, flipping his eyes, and it made him laugh. Joo Seonghyeok moved his hips, tightening around Lee Yeonhong’s fingers. A suitably pleasant sensation heated his body. If Joo Seonghyeok’s subordinates knew what heinous act their boss was engaging in this public restroom, they would be shocked, but fortunately, the door was locked.

Joo Seonghyeok vaguely realized that his body was gradually adapting to Lee Yeonhong’s preferences. The constant leaking of juices and the urge to be filled were too obvious to ignore. What was worse, he found no reason to distance himself from Lee Yeonhong despite knowing these facts. It was as if something parasitic was controlling his body at will.

“Fuck, bitch, fuck…”

Contrary to his words, Joo Seonghyeok spread his pussy even wider. It made a sticky noise as it dropped fluids. He stimulated the inside quickly, allowing the fingers to penetrate deeply. Joo Seonghyeok’s large chest heaved up and down, and a firmly erect nipple stood out. His face softened and contorted, his eyebrows twisted and his mouth agape. Lee Yeonhong bit into Joo Seonghyeok’s nape eagerly.

In a rush, Lee Yeonhong pulled out his dick, driven by the urge to penetrate Joo Seonghyeok’s insides quickly. The smell of pussy fluids was intoxicating, spreading everywhere. The pulsing dick, as beautiful and massive as Lee Yeonhong’s face, pointed directly at Joo Seonghyeok’s widely opened pussy.

Lee Yeonhong’s hand grasped the flesh-filled buttocks tightly. The dick stood erect, twitching and leaking pre-cum, touching the entrance of the pussy but only rubbing the outside before pulling back. This repeated teasing reddened the head due to the friction. The busy hands stoked the heat. Joo Seonghyeok, tiptoeing and shaky, finally sat down on Lee Yeonhong’s dick.

“Ugh…!”

He moved his hips as soon as he was halfway in. Semen flowed between the spread legs. Lee Yeonhong felt an urge to bite down on Joo Seonghyeok’s groin. The pussy was penetrated again by the thick, rugged shaft. His large chest puffed up as if unfolding. The resilient inner walls tightened and twitched around him, seizing Lee Yeonhong’s dick completely. Fluids gushed out as Joo Seonghyeok’s back arched dramatically.

“Ah, ugh!”

The hole moistened with bodily fluids writhed lewdly. Despite the penetration, the backdoor’s rhythmic tightening and loosening were visible. Joo Seonghyeok’s face, disheveled with exertion, tried to clench, but the tight walls expelled the dick. Lee Yeonhong laughed out loud, stroking his waist gently before thrusting hard again. Joo Seonghyeok’s waist lifted in response. He reached back clumsily, and Lee Yeonhong grasped his wrist, pulling him into an embrace.

“Let’s be in sync, be in sync.”

“Sync, fuck… ugh, huh…”

His mouth involuntarily opened, and Lee Yeonhong seized the moment to kiss him. The tongue, bulging with veins, greedily explored Joo Seonghyeok’s mouth, sucking in the pooled saliva. Joo Seonghyeok trembled, overwhelmed by pleasure as he was filled from both ends. The dick relentlessly thrust inside, its loud squelching noises making it impossible to think.

“You call this kissing ‘being in sync’? Ugh, ah, fuck…”