EMP Chapter 32

“Yeah.”

Kwon Jiwook said, dazed. Even though he didn’t hear the whole story, it seemed Park Juyeon, unlike him who was estranged from his parents, grew up in a more ordinary family than expected. The only unusual thing might be his mother’s hospitalization in a closed ward.

“…Then, what about me?”

“Huh?”

“If you move back home, what about me?”

The car stopped at another light. Park Juyeon turned his head to look at Kwon Jiwook, whose face was now filled with anxiety. His eyes were already twinkling with a playful, gentle laugh. Even though he genuinely wanted Kwon Jiwook to improve, he couldn’t help but feel satisfaction from his anxiety.

“Are you scared I might leave you?”

“…”

“Have no faith. We’ve lived together for more than just a year or two.”

Park Juyeon’s hand, which had been resting on the gearshift, slowly moved to Kwon Jiwook’s thigh in a comforting gesture. The straight hand ran over the well-fitted jeans, and the knuckle, protruding beautifully, rubbed insistently against Kwon Jiwook’s inner thigh, making his waist tense up.

“Uh…”

“I have to drag you along. I’ve turned you into a rag, and I’m not about to let you go just because of some company.”

The hand that had been tracing his thighs naturally moved to unbuckle his belt. The index and middle fingers slipped under his waistband, walking over his briefs. Soon, they sandwiched his flaccid penis, moving up and down. Kwon Jiwook held his breath throughout the persistent hand movements, pressing his buttocks firmly against the backrest.

As the hand moved lower, gently kneading his balls, a sharp, high-pitched sound escaped him. However, because the angle wasn’t right to reach further, it could only barely touch his perineum, not reaching where he truly wanted.

“Ugh, huh, huuuh…”

“You can’t even get it up properly… but looking at your face, it seems like you’ve already come twice.”

His body got excited so diligently even though he couldn’t be satisfied with just this. Kwon Jiwook, with his face flushed red, jerked his head back, trembling from just the snake-like movements of Park Juyeon’s hand between his thighs. He was so accustomed to deriving pleasure from Park Juyeon’s commands that he might come just from dirty talk whispered in his ear.

“Sorry. It’s hard to touch that far while driving. You can understand, right?”

“Just saying you’ll do it… and then touching like this, where’s the…”

“I can’t fuck while driving. Please understand, okay?”

“This… urgh!”

Park Juyeon squeezed his balls aggressively, as if to prove a point. With intense pain mixed with pleasure, a chill ran up to the top of Kwon Jiwook’s head. His knees shook and spread apart, touching the console box and the door. His waist, which had been pulled forward, made his earlier effort of sitting back futile.

All of this happened during the brief moment the light was red. The light turned green again, but Park Juyeon had no intention of stopping. He scratched lightly at the slightly open urethra with his nails or trapped the glans in the groove made by his cupped palm, rubbing it quickly. This was one of Kwon Jiwook’s favorite ways to be teased.

“Uh, huuu, kuh…”

Kwon Jiwook, with his head turned, was seen panting heavily with his face buried between the seat and the window. His expression was imaginable without seeing it; he must have been clenching his teeth, his eyes half-rolled back. Judging by the reaction… whether it was painful or pleasurable was hard to tell, but even if it was only painful, Kwon Jiwook would surely feel it well. Park Juyeon laughed with a lazy throaty chuckle.

He seemed to think the situation was cumbersome, having pulled his jeans down to about halfway down his thighs. This allowed the texture of his tensed muscles to show clearly. It was a shame that he couldn’t fully appreciate the sight because he was driving.

“Haah, ah, uh…”

“Hyung. You said you don’t like people watching.”

“Uh-huh…”

In a daze, Kwon Jiwook adjusted the angle of the passenger seat with his hand. Leaning back on the tilted seat, he completely surrendered his lower body to Park Juyeon. Park Juyeon scoffed at his audacity, since their car wasn’t tinted enough to completely block the view if someone really wanted to look inside.

Whether Park Juyeon mocked him or not, Kwon Jiwook, who had long ago mixed shame with his meals, settled in relatively comfortably and began to touch his nipples himself. His nipples were swollen from years of constant use. After pulling, scratching, and stroking them with his fingertips, he seemed unable to bear it anymore and pinched the areola between his thumb and index finger. Then, he twisted it in sync with Park Juyeon’s hand that was slapping between his legs.

“Uh, uh-huh…!”

Kwon Jiwook’s eyes, which were half-rolled back showing the whites, were flashing with sparks. Twisting his nipples until they seemed like they might tear off didn’t hurt; rather, it felt like he could die of pleasure. Not only that, his lower abdomen and insides, even his anus, throbbed unbearably. Since he couldn’t thrash around in the confined space of the car, he clenched his legs tightly instead.

Park Juyeon’s wrist got caught between his tightly squeezed thighs. While willingly moving his fingers to tease the base of his cock and perineum, he scolded Kwon Jiwook.

“Hyung, this is so unfair. While someone can’t enjoy because they’re driving, you’re having fun all by yourself…”

“…Ah, hah, aah…”

“Can’t hear you, I guess.”

The hand caught between his legs slowly got wet with semen. It was clear he had come from the nipple stimulation rather than from his cock. Kwon Jiwook’s body was rigidly tense, making it hard to pull his hand out, repeating shallow climaxes.

The last time Park Juyeon could check on his condition was when they were stopped at the final light before arriving. When he pulled his hand out, Kwon Jiwook’s legs spread apart again. His half-erect cock was pitifully whining.

“Wow, how much did you touch to come this much? You could live well just by touching your nipples even without me, huh?”

“No, not enough, this isn’t enough…”

Kwon Jiwook murmured weakly, still turned to the side. How could such childish teasing be satisfying?

“Hyung. Jiwook Hyung?”

“…Ugh.”

“Wow, hah, what’s this? Who told you to play with yourself alone? No, really… why are you like this today?”

As he said, Kwon Jiwook’s two fingers had slipped inside, making squelching noises. It was an unconscious act. As soon as Park Juyeon’s low voice hit his ear, Kwon Jiwook jolted and dropped his head. His limp head flopped back towards the window.

Catching his breath which was coming out in heavy pants, he gauged Park Juyeon’s mood, who had gone silent. Meanwhile, his legs, spread in a diamond shape, showed no sign of closing.

I could overlook nipple masturbation because it was cute. However, the hole required Park Juyeon’s permission, even if it was his own finger. This was something that had been repeated to the point of becoming a cliché, especially when their relationship was not good.

From the start, Kwon Jiwook tried not to upset Park Juyeon, so he usually followed his words as much as possible. Perhaps due to the dissatisfaction from the thirst for pleasure and the regretful words he heard from Park Juyeon right before handplay, Kwon Jiwook ended up making a minor mistake he wouldn’t have made otherwise.

While waiting at the signal, Park Juyeon squinted his eyes as he tapped the steering wheel.

“Take your hand out.”

“…No, ah, because you keep teasing, huh, so…”

“I told you to take it out.”

Park Juyeon scoffed at Kwon Jiwook, who was mumbling an excuse. How could he possibly do what Kwon Jiwook wanted while driving? This was all because of Kwon Jiwook’s impatience.

“Instead, can you open the front a bit?”

“I’m sorry. I…”

“I believe you understand without further explanation.”

“…”

Kwon Jiwook, sitting in a contradictory state with his body slumped and his mind on edge, cautiously opened the glove compartment. Among the miscellaneous items like condoms and wet wipes, a black Aneros was visible. Even though he knew Park Juyeon would get angry, his hand didn’t easily reach for it.

“We have about five minutes until parking, so wear that. And no touching your chest until then. Got it?”

“Ji, I’m really sorry. …For touching without permission.”

“Yes, I know. But punishment is punishment.”

Eventually, Kwon Jiwook hesitantly picked up the Aneros. The area below, already soaked from various sensations, was loose enough for easy insertion just from a brief finger swirl.

Kwon Jiwook swallowed dryly as he brought the rounded head of the Aneros to the opening. As he pushed, there was a squishing sound of wet mucous membranes parting, and the device slid all the way in.

The ergonomically designed massage tool fit Kwon Jiwook’s inner walls perfectly. Even without adjustment, the blunt head sat precisely above the prostate, pressing it every time the car hit a bump, forcing Kwon Jiwook’s penis to become erect. Yet, he couldn’t touch anything because Park Juyeon had ordered him to keep his hands behind his back. All Kwon Jiwook could do was clench his legs and convulse until Park Juyeon decided to remove the device.

Park Juyeon calmly looked around while turning the steering wheel. For Kwon Jiwook, the luxury car’s excellent ride was somewhat of a relief since it minimized the jolts.

“Why are there so many people… Hyung, just hold on a little. I’m looking for a parking spot.”

“Hu…”

It wasn’t a device with vibration features or a vigorous piston motion. It simply pressed firmly against the perineum and prostate, yet the peculiar throbbing continued to resonate through his lower body. Without being able to remove it himself, he groaned in agony, panting heavily. His clasped hands were drenched in sweat.

His penis, which hadn’t been able to get hard for some time, was now fully erect from the relentless stimulation. Kwon Jiwook experienced wave-like orgasms every minute, trembling violently and shaking his head.

By the time Park Juyeon finally found a parking spot, ten minutes had passed since inserting the device. If not for the seat belt and reclined seat, Kwon Jiwook’s body would have slid down, still convulsing.

Having shifted the gear, Park Juyeon leaned over to the passenger seat to scan Kwon Jiwook’s sprawled body. A satisfied smile spread across his pretty face. Kwon Jiwook, who had been tormented for several minutes, looked as exhausted as someone left out in the sweltering heat, clearly half out of his mind. Park Juyeon carefully removed his outer clothing before settling into position.

“Ha, ah…”

“I won’t scold you for dirtying the seat, so don’t worry.”

“Please, take it out, ah, uh…”

“I put it in for you to enjoy more because you seemed hungry for it, but why do you want it out now?”

Ignoring Kwon Jiwook’s request, Park Juyeon grabbed one of his legs, lifting it onto the seat. A hot, out-of-place warmth emanated from between his widely spread legs. After covering the already slick area with a broad palm, he roughly rubbed it. The heated, veiny penis twitched under his sensitive palm. Being pressed from both sides made Kwon Jiwook feel like he was dying.

When Park Juyeon slapped the wet flesh, Kwon Jiwook’s voice twisted grotesquely. The vibrations must have reached even his back passage. Meanwhile, his hands remained locked behind his back. All his senses and nerves converged below the pelvis, making him shiver uncontrollably, his lips quivering.

“Stop, stop, I’ve come enough… Ahhh!”

“Since you’ve stirred it up, shouldn’t you go all the way? Don’t cry. This is what Hyung is best at, isn’t it?”

“Uh, ah, aah! Ha, ah!”

Park Juyeon grabbed the handle of the Aneros and shook it vigorously. The device, fitting like a puzzle piece, unexpectedly scraped and poked at various spots inside. Kwon Jiwook arched his back, trembling with shock, tears welling up in his wide-open eyes, a natural reaction to overwhelming pleasure.

“Uh, hn. Ahh…”

“If there’s anything left to come, it’s better to do it now. Otherwise, you’ll just walk around uncomfortably aroused… Oops.”

“…!!”

The object lodged in the hole suddenly slipped out. The device, until the very end, crushed his prostate like a lever.

“It’s inconvenient for Hyung, and it’s inconvenient for others seeing Hyung. Right?”

“Yeah, uh…”

Suddenly, clear fluid spurted from the urethra. The pressure inside made the stream stronger than usual. Park Juyeon, as if waiting for this moment, blocked the penis with a wad of tissue he had prepared.

Kwon Jiwook’s hole didn’t escape from the slow-building climax. It exposed its red inner walls before clenching back, still twitching as if reluctant to let go. After several more seconds of pelvic thrusting, he finally went limp. It wasn’t semen but something else that soaked the bundle of tissues.

“Hu, hn… Uh. Uh.”

Using the device always ended like this. Even after ejaculating to the point of numbness, there was always a lingering dissatisfaction. The only thing that could fully satisfy Kwon Jiwook was one thing.

However, just like in some not-so-distant past, Park Juyeon betrayed Kwon Jiwook’s expectations. Instead of his penis, he shoved three fingers into the empty hole at once. With a sharp gasp, Kwon Jiwook’s muscles tensed up again.

“I was planning to take care of you after my business, but Hyung, you got so aroused… Ha. I didn’t expect you to go into heat so easily.”

“Ah, ah, ah. Hn!”

The inner walls, still sensitive from a recent orgasm, were far more reactive than with the device. Park Juyeon’s fingers, understanding Kwon Jiwook’s inner structure well from long practice, skillfully navigated the swollen peaks beyond the prostate.

To ensure his other hand wasn’t left out, Park Juyeon decided to touch Kwon Jiwook’s chest as well. His hand slid under Kwon Jiwook’s shirt, reaching his chest. Squeezing the erect nipples without mercy made Kwon Jiwook scream in shock, his unrefined voice mixed with unrecognized joy. Yes, this is how Kwon Jiwook should be taken. Park Juyeon tried to suppress his escaping laughter.

“Come quickly. Ah, you’re satisfied with this, right?”

“I think I’m going to come, ah, ah…”

“It’s my hand, not the device.”

Adding more force to his thrusting, Park Juyeon’s fingers stirred the hole at an impossible speed. Slap, slap. The loud, wet sounds mixed with Kwon Jiwook’s obscene moans. With the last push, hooking his fingers like a claw and scraping near the navel, Kwon Jiwook’s legs kicked out, hitting the car’s interior.

“…!”

Kwon Jiwook’s eyes widened again. As his inner thighs trembled, the remaining fluid gushed out. Park Juyeon quickly used the already soaked tissue to catch the flow, managing to prevent Kwon Jiwook’s clothes from getting dirty. After all, Kwon Jiwook was here to attend a graduation ceremony, not for sex.

“Was this enough to be considered a punishment?”

“Ah, ah… uh…”

Park Juyeon grabbed Kwon Jiwook’s chin with his dry hand, turning his head this way and that. Kwon Jiwook’s eyes were spinning. It was definitely a punishment. Kwon Jiwook thought with his foggy mind that probably 80% of the reason why his malfunctioning brain wasn’t easily returning to normal was due to the stimulating activities with Park Juyeon.