HG | Chapter 12

Inside the dungeon, a cock stood erect.

Should this be called an accident, or an inevitable fate?

It might seem surprising, but for Cheonghyeon, it was the former. Of course, it would be a lie to say that such a situation would never happen again, but the current situation was quite bewildering even for him. No matter how much Cheonghyeon was, he had never thought about having sex in a place teeming with monsters.

And yet, his damn cock had gotten hard. All because he was trying to help the kid catch his breath by sucking on his tongue.

If it had been during Guiding, he might have had an excuse, but getting aroused just by rubbing lips was baffling to Cheonghyeon. He wasn’t some kid whose lower half replaced his reason, and he wondered if this was what it felt like to have a wet dream at his age.

Anyway, since his cock had stood up while he was enjoying himself, what he was sucking wasn’t just lips—it could well be called a mouth-pussy.

So, what should he do now?

“……”

Hakyung was frozen, his hand on his father’s crotch, his mouth agape. He seemed to be in a daze, not moving at all.

His swollen red lips particularly caught Cheonghyeon’s attention.

“Child, your lips are swollen.”

The moment he brushed Hakyung’s lower lip with his thumb.

Whoosh!

That touch must have been a signal.

The already flushed skin turned a deeper shade of red in an instant. The previously unfocused, dreamy eyes became clear, and Hakyung covered his lips with the back of his hand.

Hakyung lowered his trembling eyelids and questioned himself.

It’s just a simple comment. Why does it feel so significant when it comes from him?

A dungeon filled with monsters. A kiss shared in a crumbling, ruined building.

It started with a different intention, but regardless of the reason, it ended up tightening Hakyung’s stomach with excitement and heating his blood.

Tap.

As he moved a step closer, their noses touched.

“If you beg with your whole body like that, it’s hard for Dad to pretend not to see…”

“……”

“Do you want a kiss, my child?”

Smooch. Cheonghyeon playfully pressed his lips against his. The corners of their lips met and curled up. As Cheonghyeon was about to pull away, Hakyung instinctively opened his mouth and slightly stuck out his tongue.

Was the timing just right? The tip of his tongue brushed against the man’s upper lip. Surprised by his own action, Hakyung flinched violently.

Cheonghyeon’s expression turned fierce.

“You…”

“Mmm!”

A hot hand grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in. Unconsciously, their soft flesh pressed together, crushing each other.

“Mmm, mmph, ah! Mmph, mm!”

Smooch, slurp, smack, smack.

It was as if only the space around them was isolated. Hakyung instinctively trapped the man’s head in his arms, digging his fingers into the soft yet coarse hair. He swore it wasn’t intentional. He was just acting on instinct.

His body knew. How to make the other person happier and more excited.

So the sudden surge of Guiding energy was also something that happened independently of Hakyung’s rationality.

“Haaa…”

His body, synchronized with the esper, crumbled moment by moment. The heat that kindled inside seemed to soften his inner walls on its own.

His stomach trembled. The hole that had been swollen and sore seemed to forget the pain and twitched.

“Mmm…”

The excited moan spread to the man who rarely let his throat open.

Cheonghyeon groaned, furrowing his brow. He forcibly suppressed the rising urge to ejaculate, letting go of the tongue he had been sucking on obsessively.

His cock, trapped inside his clothes, was so hard it hurt. He clenched his teeth so tightly that veins bulged on his jaw, forehead, and neck.

“Ah, ah- haat!”

But when Hakyung’s hand, which had fallen, touched his thigh, especially the protruding cock column, all his patience evaporated.

“Aah, ugh! Ah, ah, ah! Ugh, ah!”

“Hoo, damn…”

“Aaah! Haang! Ah, ugh, ugh!”

Thud, thud, thud!

Their bulging crotches rubbed against each other roughly. The man, gripping Hakyung’s buttocks and pressing his cock hard, soon spread his son’s thighs and thrust his hips between them.

“Hak, haah, mmph!”

A high-pitched moan echoed, forgetting the place. The son drooled at the mouth, craving his father’s cock.

That sight was more of a ‘lover’ dominated by the partner’s orgasm than a son.

The face and gestures had already become familiar with kissing and sex. And even at this moment, he continued to adapt repeatedly.

Cheonghyeon was sure without needing to check. He knew exactly the state of his son’s back hole.

It must be soaked with the love juices it had already released, just waiting for the timing to swallow a cock.

The symptom of love juices flowing from behind hadn’t disappeared even after the overload had completely subsided. It was a scar left by the overload.

He realized anew.

The hot, sticky back hole. It had now become a splendid cock receptacle, unable to return to an ordinary back hole, just as their relationship had crossed too many lines to go back to the way it was.

He had always believed he knew enough, that he didn’t regret having sex.

Not that he regrets it now. It’s just that the well-known fact was engraved on his skin, bones, and soul, flooding him with affection. It was an emotion difficult to explain. It felt like saying a final goodbye to an old friend or burying a precious memory with his own hands.

Perhaps that’s why he was more excited and fiercely exploring this body.

“Ahh!”

Hakyung turned his head to the side, scrunching his nose. A hand that had torn off his pants buckle immediately pushed aside his underwear and groped for his hole.

“Mmm, mmph, ah…!”

Squish, squish. At the same time, the invading middle and ring fingers unhesitatingly spread the hole. It was a blatant act of making room for a cock.

The fingers quickly increased to three, then four. Half of the palm, excluding the thumb, disappeared, shaking the insides of the cock house.

“Mmm, ah! No, haa! Ah, aaang!”

Squish, smack! Every time the palm smacked the perineum like a backhand, the sound of flesh hitting and the squelching of water echoed noisily.

Cheonghyeon cruelly pointed out the act.

“Listen to that pussy juice sound, Hakyung. At this rate, even the monsters over there will know, won’t they? Shall we dig a pond while we’re at it? If we squeeze out pussy juice until it’s filled, maybe it’ll be easier to control your pussy?”

Thud! Squish, squish!

“Haa! Father, mmph! Ha, haang, ah! Ah!”

Hakyung’s eyes grew moist with tears at the relentless humiliation.

Unfortunately, as a ‘lover’, Cheonghyeon wasn’t a very gentle personality. He was much more persistent, ferocious, and cold. Above all, his control and obsession over what was his were exceptional.

As his son’s place in his heart shifted to that of a lover, his fierce nature began to seep out.

“Hak! Ah!”

The lower body, swaying unstably, finally buckled and collapsed. Cheonghyeon embraced the limp body against his chest and laid him on the floor.

A dirty floor. Having sex here was unthinkable in Cheonghyeon’s hygiene standards.

And yet, why couldn’t he stop?

“Haa…”

The cock, which had revealed its majesty after much patience, was swollen red, dribbling pre-cum.

He withdrew the hand that had been turning the insides upside down and smeared the pussy juice gathered in the cock house onto his cock. At least visually, it looked like a cock that had just come out for a breather after thoroughly fucking a pussy.

Thud. He placed the pitifully throbbing glans at the entrance. It wasn’t a dry, soft touch, but the feeling of it spreading and sticking was appetizing enough.

“Haat…!”

Pressing hard, the tight lower lips gently sucked in the cock head as if savoring it. It was proof that Hakyung had become quite accustomed to sex with Cheonghyeon.

“Ugh…”

Penetrating his son’s body always accompanied a strange exhilaration. It felt like the boy, who had once been part of him, was gradually becoming a separate entity.

Im Hakyung. It felt like realizing the existence of a separate being with that name.

Squish!

“Haaang!”

As the wide-open hole swallowed the glans, Cheonghyeon thrust into the cock house with his waist. The inside had deepened considerably from previous sex, allowing the cock to slide in smoothly even with a single thrust.

“Ah, ah…”

The slender body trembled, spurting cock juice.

Cheonghyeon personally removed the panties and pants caught on Hakyung’s ankles. The loose clothes, having been unbuckled and pulled down appropriately, had already fallen off, sparing him the trouble of pulling them off one by one. Thanks to that, the bare legs were exposed early, making it easier to explore the pussy hole.

“Hii…!”

His large hands grabbed each ankle and spread them wide. He opened his legs as wide as possible, gripping the pelvis. The pussy hole was fully exposed, revealing how it held the man’s cock and at what timing it twitched.

He traced the joint with his thumbprint.

“Mmph, haaa…!”

Hakyung reacted sensitively. From the face, tears welling up, Cheonghyeon felt a hunger as strong as his lust.

“Hakyung, does Dad taste good?”

I find you delicious.

Not just because you’re my son, but because if you had wandered into a brothel, everyone would have rushed to devour you.

The pink clam flesh, stretched taut without a single wrinkle, was trying its best to chew on the cock. It made him want to swallow it whole.

At the same time, he wanted to crush it in his grip.

It was infuriating to think that he had been walking around with such a tempting pussy without any awareness.

Moreover, he’s a guide. If an esper used force to rape him, he’d have to offer his hole.

Having Cheonghyeon as his guardian was truly a stroke of luck for Hakyung. Otherwise, with his delicate face and tender body, he wouldn’t have been able to live peacefully. He would have been devoured at least ten times by someone quick with their hands.

“Ah… Thinking about it makes me angry. This won’t do, child. Let’s apply for dormitory withdrawal as soon as we leave the dungeon.”

“Huff…!”

“If I hadn’t tasted your pussy, I wouldn’t know, but now that I do, how can I leave you there? I can’t just go around breaking all the esper bastards’ cocks.”

It’s not just the dormitory that needs to be managed. Hakyung will have to live cautiously from now on. As his esper, Cheonghyeon doesn’t intend to allow any more indulgence.

Cheonghyeon, who gently commanded, pulled Hakyung’s arm. He had no choice but to lay him down earlier, but the state of the floor still bothered him.

“Ugh!”

Belly, belly, belly…!

With the deeper penetration, Hakyung flailed. Cheonghyeon embraced even that flailing arm, trapping his son in his embrace so he couldn’t move. It was close to the image of a bird incubating an egg, shielding his son from anyone’s gaze with his own body.

“Hik! Haa, ah, ah!”

A body deprived of free will, and a persistent cock stake.

Hakyung shook his head, overwhelmed. He shook his hips, bouncing against the pubic bone, wrapping his calves around his father’s waist.

Cheonghyeon spread his knees wide, sitting with his heels raised. Naturally, he placed Hakyung on his taut thighs, pressing the cock root firmly. Each time he forced the cock head into the narrow internal organ, pussy juice continuously gushed out.

“Ugh, haa… Is this a boy’s pussy or the Han River? If I dry my cock hair here, would that be Han River ramen? Haha…”

Cheonghyeon nibbled on Hakyung’s ear, rotating his pelvis in a circle. It was already a deep insertion, enough for his pubic hair to touch. As he crushed the pubic hair against the smooth groin, Hakyung shivered.

“Ugh, hii! Ah…! Please, ahh!”

Slap, slap, smack. Squish, thud, squelch!

‘Ah, I’m going crazy…’

Hakyung lifted his muddled gaze, staring blankly at the air.

The sound of flesh hitting flesh never ceased.

Even with his eyes closed, even when his consciousness wasn’t intact, the squelching, slapping, and squishing sounds filled his ears.

‘What was I doing…’

He tried to gather his hazy consciousness, but it was no use. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say his brain felt clogged with semen.

He rolled his eyes to look at the man covering him.

Im Cheonghyeon.

A gentle yet ferocious man.

“It would have been nice if Hakyung had hair… Then I could have seen it tangled with Dad’s cock hair. That’s a bit disappointing.”

My father.

“Hmm… Can cock hair be implanted…?”

His expression, seriously contemplating, was sensual. No matter how vulgar his words, his appearance was like an erotic sculpture.

“Ugh… Mmph!”

The man rhythmically circled his entire pelvis.

“…Haat!”

Hakyung furrowed his brow, pushing out his stomach. Unconsciously, his waist jerked, drawing a line.

The goosebumps crawling from his stomach spread to his crown. A tingling heat. The inside of his stomach sizzled, and his genitals throbbed in response.

Pew, pew!

The accumulated lust exploded without warning. Hakyung bit his lip, trying to suppress his moans.

“Mmph, ah! Hii, ahhh! Haa, mmph!”

If it weren’t for the cock pounding his inner walls as he climaxed, he would have succeeded.

“Huff, mmph.”

The man’s breathing was rough too. His heavy balls slapped against the perineum, and his cock dug into the flesh like a shovel.

“Mmph, hak! Ahh, ugh!”

As the sex continued, Hakyung’s moans became rounder. Regardless of his rationality, his body adapted to the intercourse, and even his voice and moans found their own rhythm.

“…Huh, look at this.”

Even though he seemed to maintain his reason, the man was no different in failing to make proper judgments.

His son’s body. His guide’s body was all he focused on, touching it and leaving his mark.

Cheonghyeon chuckled as if he found it amusing.

“My son’s clitoris is spurting cock juice.”

Since he had a cock, it was natural to ejaculate. But for some reason, Cheonghyeon, feeling twisted, suddenly flipped Hakyung over.

“Aah!”

“Out of curiosity, can Dad check Hakyung’s balls…?”

Pretending to ask, he kneaded Hakyung’s cock. At first, he touched the round balls, then grabbed the shaft and head together, roughly scratching the cock hole with his thumb.

“……! Huff!”

The pleasure that hit his skull came with a delay. His peripheral nerves stiffened, unable to produce a proper moan. Hakyung’s pupils dilated as he froze.

But part of him believed this would be the last, that once this madness ended, peaceful sleep would come.

He was mistaken.

“Ah, ah…!”

Generous hands grabbed Hakyung’s knees, lifting them high. Not stopping there, he boldly stepped toward the edge without a railing.

“Ah, Father, geez, hii!”

“Hmm… Child, even after chewing on Dad’s cock like that, it’s not enough….”

“Wha-what-, ahh…!”

Fear and pleasure, excitement and shock, tossed Hakyung back and forth, turning him into a mess.

The spot where they had been rolling was at least a place with some semblance of a railing wall. Cheonghyeon deliberately moved away from that position, stopping at a place where only rusty steel beams jutted out. After lowering Hakyung’s knees, he wrapped one arm tightly around his son’s waist.

Even then, Hakyung looked dazed.

It was understandable. Was it just the location? He had momentarily forgotten while rolling with Cheonghyeon, but there were still monsters teeming below the building. Some, having spotted Hakyung, roared, clacking their unreachable jaws.

Bang!

“Huff…!”

He locked eyes with a growling monster. At that exact moment, the man moved.

“Hik, ugh, ah!”

Hakyung dropped his head. His upper body bent forward. And for good reason,

“Ahh, mmph, ah! Hak, ahhh, ahhh!”

The cock that had been relatively neglected while digging into his back hole was being toyed with.

For some reason, Cheonghyeon had taken to rhythmically shaking Hakyung’s cock. His rough palm scraped and rubbed against the tender skin.

“Mmph…”

Hakyung let out a dry moan at the chilling pleasure. Like someone with a fever, his lips dried up, and goosebumps rose on his neck. His captured lower body moved involuntarily.

He licked the back of Hakyung’s neck.

“Haha… Child, do you like it when Dad touches your balls? I should check where you squirt more pussy juice.”

“Ba, ba- hik!”

“Ba, what?”

Pervert…!