PUES Chapter 0 (Part 3)

LONG CHAPTER AHEAD

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His brilliant golden hair shimmered under the sunlight, and his striking sky-blue eyes were captivating. Though his lips curved into what appeared to be a gentle smile, there was something unsettling and almost mischievous in his expression that sent a chill through the air.

This sturdy man, whose words and actions felt strangely out of place for someone like him, lingered teasingly at Hajin’s entrance. His thick length hovered tantalizingly close, as though about to push in but deliberately holding back, savoring the moment as part of his foreplay.

Hajin’s thighs and groin, already damp from the fluids that coated him, made it easy for Benny’s cock to glide smoothly against him, its full length slick and glistening. Hajin let out a shaky breath, his toes curling slightly in reaction to the tension building inside him.

The visible veins running along Benny’s engorged shaft pulsed prominently, their ridged texture brushing over Hajin’s sensitive entrance and sliding against his perineum. The friction ignited sharp waves of pleasure in Hajin, his body responding instinctively to the stimulation.

Unlike Adam and Ward, who were simply colleagues, Benny Curtis was something entirely different. He had grown up under Hajin’s care, trained as an Esper since childhood. Benny was not just another man; he was Hajin’s one and only disciple.

“Should I shove my cock into this pussy and move it however you’d like, Sunbae-nim?”

The obscene words spilled from Benny’s lips without hesitation. Every time his voice, dripping with lust, reached Hajin’s ears, it sent shivers through his body. And with each shamelessly debauched phrase Benny uttered, Hajin’s sensitive entrance twitched, clenching around the cock teasing him, further stimulating it.

Benny showed no restraint in his vulgarity, speaking as though Hajin’s body existed solely for his pleasure. His words alone were enough to awaken a deep sense of shame in Hajin, making him acutely aware of the depravity they shared.

“Hnn…”

Each low, languid moan that escaped Benny’s lips added fuel to Hajin’s arousal. His overstimulated hole, reddened and swollen from Adam and Ward’s earlier relentless pounding, now fluttered as though seeking new stimulation. It twitched and pulsed, almost as if inviting Benny to take him.

Perhaps it was the lack of penetration that made Hajin’s body react so desperately, or perhaps Benny was deliberately waiting for permission. Either way, the frustration in Benny’s uneven breaths and teasing tone only made Hajin’s mind spin further. The anticipation built with every passing second, the tension between them becoming almost unbearable.

“Ahhk! Ugh… hngh, haaah…!”

Even before Benny had fully entered him, Hajin’s whimpers and moans spilled freely from between his lips, unrestrained and desperate. Benny’s movements—slower and more teasing compared to Adam and Ward’s—only drove Hajin further to the brink, leaving him trembling with anticipation and frustration.

The deliberate, agonizingly measured pace of Benny’s hips made it impossible for Hajin to stay calm. Each brush against his sensitive entrance sent jolts of pleasure through him, winding him tighter and tighter.

He was terrified that the moment Benny finally entered him, the sheer intensity of it would send him straight into an uncontrollable orgasm. The thought alone made Hajin’s body tremble, his breath hitching as he braced for the inevitable.

Had he ever imagined that one day he would be impaled on the cock of the child he had once raised? Before he knew it, Hajin was completely entranced by the thrusts of Benny Curtis, his mind consumed by pleasure as he swayed his hips, chasing nothing but the peak of ecstasy.

The grown child’s cock didn’t just steal Hajin’s heart—it utterly captivated him, leaving him deeply ensnared.

Noticing Hajin’s reaction, Adam approached without even bothering to adjust his dangling cock, watching the two intently. Meanwhile, Ward, who had been staring at Hajin as if entranced, also began to move, a certain sense of anticipation evident in his actions.

Before long, as if awaiting unspoken permission, Ward claimed the bed first, lying down and pulling Hajin toward him by wrapping his arm firmly around Hajin’s waist. In the brief moment it took Hajin to gasp, something hot pressed against his long-neglected entrance—and without delay, it was buried inside.

“Ah…!”

The pain was sharper than expected, but it was unmistakably overlaid with pleasure. Panting, Hajin could feel the firm arm supporting his back. His insides tightened eagerly, as if rejoicing at finally taking in the cock he had longed for.

Hajin, now filled to the brim with no chance to catch his breath, let out soft whimpers as his body trembled uncontrollably. Benny, watching Hajin closely, ran his hands over the large, throbbing flesh as if preparing for his own turn to penetrate. Meanwhile, Adam continued to observe from the sidelines, silently watching the three men entangle themselves.

“Hajin.”

Adam gently teased Hajin’s neglected nipple, stroking it softly as if to comfort him, while his lips latched onto Hajin’s flushed earlobe, sucking lightly.

“You can take it all, right?”

The subtle murmur seeped into Hajin’s ears. Though his eyes showed confusion, as if he didn’t fully grasp what Adam meant, Benny understood first and adjusted his position. Before Hajin could say anything, he felt an intense heat press firmly against his perineum, causing him to shudder and writhe instinctively.

Adam, carefully watching every reaction from Hajin, took hold of both nipples at once, pulling them simultaneously.

“Ah—!”

As Hajin’s nipples were not only pinched but also pulled taut, he let out a sharp whimper, his hips jerking upward. The soft curve of his back made his waist appear even more delicate, while his tightly clenched entrance took in even more of the heat pressing into him.

Not missing the opportunity, Benny pressed his thumb firmly against Hajin’s perineum, applying pressure as he guided his now slick and dripping cock toward the tight opening.

“Ugh…!”

“Hah…!”

Suppressed groans escaped simultaneously. Compared to themselves, Hajin was much smaller and more delicate, making their actions undeniably cruel. Yet the tight entrance, stretched to its absolute limit as it began to take in the thick, pulsing flesh, delivered a sensation so electrifying it felt like unparalleled ecstasy—something they had never experienced before.

With his head thrown back, Hajin clung to Ward’s shoulder, gasping raggedly, before holding his breath as he took in both men at once. Sharing a single hole between two cocks was undeniably too much.

Pop!

It felt as if something had torn, an illusion that only heightened the force pounding inside him. Suddenly, a slick wetness began to drip down, tickling Hajin’s lower abdomen before soaking his groin entirely.

“Agh! Ahh—!”

Hajin’s nipples were harshly pinched and pulled, and as if that weren’t enough, the overwhelming sensation of taking two cocks at once pushed him over the edge. His body convulsed uncontrollably as he spilled himself forward, his desperate cries burning into the three men’s minds.

The already tight and narrow entrance, now stretched to accommodate both members, was suffocatingly tight—a fact that needed no explanation. Benny, immersed in the feeling, reveled in the pressure of Hajin’s insides, his cock grinding against Ward’s from another angle as they both moved together within him.

For Ward, this kind of sex was a first, and he barely managed to hold back from climaxing as he moved his hips. Soon, the sound of their flesh colliding filled the room, and Hajin’s gasping moans, torn from him as if they were screams, escaped from the gap between his lips as he took them both simultaneously.

“Ah! Ah…! Aahng—! Ah! Agh…! Hrk…!”

“Hah… Huff…!”

“Ah, Sunbae-nim…!”

It was clear that the strain had caused tears and likely drawn blood, but the overwhelming pleasure completely masked any pain. The relentless thrusting grew faster and more brutal, each movement mercilessly stimulating Hajin’s prostate and delivering waves of electrifying ecstasy.

The two cocks became perfect instruments of pleasure, probing even the places Hajin wasn’t consciously aware of, wringing every bit of sensation from him. Their tangled breaths and mingled fluids only heightened the intensity of the moment, driving them into a primal frenzy in an instant.

“Mmgh… Uh… Ngh…!”

Hajin, unable to hold his head upright under the force that gripped and turned his chin, panted as he felt the heated breaths stealing his lips.

Even the simple act of their tongues tangling and licking at each other in the air brought so much pleasure that stopping was unthinkable. Ward devoured Hajin’s lips with greed, sucking so deeply that wet, smacking sounds filled the space. As if that weren’t enough, his palm pressed firmly against Hajin’s lower abdomen, pushing him closer with force.

When Ward’s grip pressed against his stomach, Hajin let out a desperate, trembling moan. His body shuddered violently, and with each deep thrust of Benny’s cock, a thick, unknown fluid trickled from the tip of Hajin’s limp member, dripping steadily.

In the end, it seemed as though Hajin had abandoned any thought of holding back, spilling himself uncontrollably like a helpless child unable to keep from making a mess. Whether Benny and Ward thrust in synchronized rhythm or out of sync, Hajin was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, his body trembling with each motion as tears streamed endlessly down his face.

“Hngh! Ugh…! Ah, s-stop…!”

As if being filled and stretched by two cocks wasn’t already too much, Adam’s relentless pinching and sucking of his sensitive nipples pushed him even closer to the brink of madness, leaving Hajin barely able to endure the overwhelming sensations.

Adam was Hajin’s colleague and someone who had even claimed the role of a friend, but during sex, he had no hesitation in being relentless and mischievous. It was likely Adam who had encouraged Benny to attempt the simultaneous penetration, but he was also the only one who knew all of Hajin’s sensitive spots and how to exploit them.

Adam’s hands cupped Hajin’s lightly plump chest, just full enough to fit perfectly into his palms, kneading them gently. But when he suddenly let go, Hajin, already overwhelmed and desperate, began to cry and cling to him, tears streaming as he pleaded for more.

As if expecting such a reaction, Adam smirked in amusement, choosing to answer with a laugh. Stroking his own cock idly with his now-empty hand, he prodded Hajin with a teasing tone.

“Hajin, what about this mouth pussy?”

The lewd, explicit words Adam uttered sank deeply into Hajin’s mind without hesitation, filling his dazed thoughts. Even in his hazy state, the moment he understood Adam’s prodding, a tingling sensation rippled through his lower abdomen, spreading like a vivid hallucination.

Leaning into the force that pushed him, Hajin barely managed to straighten his waist, his position causing the cocks inside him to press even deeper. With a jerking motion, he began to spill what little fluid he had left, despite having nothing more to give.

Noticing how Hajin’s inner walls tightened even further, Benny let out a low groan and leaned back against the sheets. Hajin, who had previously been leaning against Ward’s chest, now found himself perched atop Benny’s lap, his back arching beautifully as he took both of them inside, still holding Ward’s length deep within him.

“That’s it,” Adam murmured approvingly.

Guided by the hand that gently caressed his cheek, Hajin opened his mouth to take in yet another erection, his lips closing tightly around it as he let out a muffled moan.

His thoroughly stretched and now blood-free entrance greedily accommodated the two cocks, finding pleasure in the relentless stimulation. Each time, Hajin’s own cock, rubbing against Benny’s firm abs as he moved up and down, emitted soft, rhythmic slapping sounds that filled the air.

Benny, seemingly amused by Hajin’s flushed, red-tipped cock bouncing and hitting his stomach, began to toy with it, his large hand wrapping around it and squeezing playfully.

Meanwhile, Adam’s cock plunged deep into Hajin’s mouth, pressing down until it reached his throat and blocked his airway momentarily before withdrawing, leaving Hajin gasping for air. The overwhelming sensation pushed him to his climax, sending waves of uncontrollable pleasure through him.

“Ah—S-Sunbae-nim, I… I think I’m going to…!”

“Hah, teacher…!”

The climax that overtook Hajin was overwhelming, leaving him breathless as his vision flashed white with intense pleasure. His gasping breaths faltered, and as his body clenched tightly, both Ward and Benny succumbed to the pressure, releasing their hot fluids deep inside him at the same time.

Even after the moment passed, the lingering arousal refused to subside, wrapping around Hajin’s body and driving him further into the throes of bliss. With Adam’s release still inside him, and now Benny’s and Ward’s as well, his lower abdomen swelled visibly, rising and falling heavily with each movement.

Hajin, bracing himself on Benny’s chest, shakily moved his hand to his own stomach, feeling its fullness as he struggled to accommodate the overwhelming sensation of being completely filled. It was a long moment before he could begin to process it all.

“Hngh… Ugh…! Ngh—!”

Despite Hajin’s trembling and whimpering, Adam showed no mercy, thrusting the head of his cock even deeper into Hajin’s throat. With a sharp gasp, Adam’s restrained breaths caught, and he spilled a thick load directly into Hajin’s throat.

Though he had already climaxed once, Adam had clearly been holding back, and this release was just as abundant. For Hajin, trying to take it all with his small mouth was impossible. What he couldn’t swallow spilled out, coating his flushed face and trembling body as he struggled to catch his breath.

“Ah…!”

Hajin, already overwhelmed from taking two cocks and their releases deep inside, instinctively tried to pull away as his stomach grew uncomfortably heavy. But before he could react, Benny’s hand moved to grip his waist firmly, holding him in place. Without time to even gasp, a new sensation—a fierce, pounding pressure—struck deep within his belly.

Then Ward joined in, grabbing onto Hajin to keep him from moving. The force pulling him downward grew stronger, leaving him completely immobilized. The simultaneous feelings of something pushing his insides to their limit and the sharp waves of pleasure made Hajin shudder uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.

The warm liquid splashing across his face belonged to Adam, while the sticky warmth flooding his insides came from Benny and Ward. It wasn’t until that moment, as he struggled to process the sensation, that Hajin realized what was happening. The liquid inside him wasn’t their semen—it was something else entirely.

Even if Hajin had realized it earlier, escape would have been impossible. The sheer size and force of the men surrounding him were far beyond what he could handle on his own. Their overwhelming presence left no room for resistance.

As if to punish any thought of avoidance, the relentless liquid pounding into his insides struck deep, only to gush back out and drench all three of their groins in a warm, sticky mess.

“Nggh…!”

“Hah… Huff…”

“Haah…”

“Shit… Damn…”

Under the guise of “purification,” the beastly sex continued, leaving Hajin utterly powerless. From the fluids soaking him from head to toe—be it their semen or other filthy liquids—everything had to be accepted if he was to fulfill his role as a “Purification Esper.”

“Teacher, you really do seem to like cock more than anything else,” Benny murmured in a low, suggestive voice, his tone dripping with subtle provocation.

Hajin’s body trembled at the sound, his hips shaking uncontrollably as he writhed in pleasure, choking out soft, broken sobs.

“Just like a perfect onahole.”

Schlick—

The cocks that had stayed inside for so long finally slid out, making an obscene sound as they withdrew. Freed at last, Hajin’s body slumped forward, his head hanging low as he trembled weakly. Though Ward and Benny’s once-erect cocks had softened, Hajin’s thoroughly stretched entrance remained swollen and gaping, unable to close properly after being pushed to its limit.

“Just like the dirtiest, most vulgar whore’s onahole.”

Benny added, his voice dripping with mockery.

From the gaping hole, a mixture of thick semen and yellow-tinged liquid dribbled out, oozing down Hajin’s thighs. Benny’s gaze lingered on Hajin’s groin, unwavering, as if savoring the debauched sight before him.

Adam watched the scene, his gaze shifting between the other two and Hajin, whose limp body he carefully laid back onto the bed. Even as lewd fluids continued to drip from Hajin’s still-spread legs, no one offered him comfort. Instead, they each gripped their cocks, silently calculating when they could next bury themselves into that helpless, exposed body.

“You’re alone anyway,” Adam murmured softly, almost to himself.

Just like me.

Hajin, oblivious to his plight, didn’t realize that even in sleep, his body would be violated again. Surrounded by men who showed no intention of stopping, he lay there, defenseless, as they remained poised to take him relentlessly, over and over again.

* * *

“What the hell…”

Hajin rubbed his forehead, the hazy remnants of a dream resurfacing in his mind. It felt surreal, like trying to grasp smoke, and his head throbbed faintly as he tried to piece together what had happened.

He distinctly remembered staying up late, engrossed in a novel he hadn’t picked up in ages, reading feverishly until he’d fallen asleep. But why was he now sitting here, alone and disoriented in this unfamiliar place?

The lingering fragments of the dream frustrated him. He couldn’t recall it clearly, but he vaguely remembered being thrown into the air by some force, only to plummet endlessly into a void. Wasn’t that supposed to be the kind of dream kids had about growing taller?

But as an adult, long past the age of growing, that didn’t make any sense. Confused and unable to make sense of the situation, Hajin could only sit there, utterly bewildered.

“Where am I…?”

Ignoring the dull, stabbing pain in his head, Hajin glanced around, only to feel his confusion deepen.

The steady beeping of a heart monitor filled the room with soft, rhythmic white noise. It looked like a hospital room straight out of a drama or movie—a luxurious private suite, no less. Thankfully, he wasn’t hooked up to an oxygen mask or anything too severe, but the situation was still absurd.

Everything around him was unfamiliar. From the crisp linens to the subtle antiseptic smell, none of it felt remotely like anything he knew. Dropped into this strange place with unfamiliar sensations, he worried about what had happened, though strangely, it didn’t feel like a dire situation.

What the hell is going on?

“Ah.”

Out of habit, Hajin raised a hand to touch his forehead, only to freeze in surprise when he noticed the IV needle stuck in the back of his hand. On his other hand, a clip—likely part of the heart monitor—was attached to his index finger.

He had neither overworked himself nor drunk so much that he’d end up in this state. Nothing about the situation made sense, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

But sitting there helplessly wouldn’t solve anything. Taking a deep breath, Hajin steadied himself, forcing his rising panic to settle as he began to retrace his steps and piece together what he could remember.

He was just an ordinary office worker—a typical man you’d find anywhere in South Korea. True, he had been abandoned by his parents at a young age and grew up alone in an orphanage, but as an adult, those things were just part of a distant past.

The loneliness that came with being without family had been a constant companion since childhood, a feeling so familiar it had long stopped surprising him. Like the old adage, time heals all wounds, Hajin had learned to accept it early on, finding his own way to move forward. But this situation—this was something entirely new.

Since childhood, Hajin’s only dream had been to grow up quickly, earn money, and become independent. To achieve that, he worked tirelessly, studying hard and putting in immense effort until he earned a scholarship and graduated from university.

Of course, he had to take on endless part-time jobs to make a living, but those experiences only strengthened his resilience and survival skills.

After graduation, he joined a small company, settling into the monotonous rhythm of a daily routine. It was a life no different from that of countless other adults in South Korea—a predictable, ordinary existence. Smiling when he didn’t want to, pretending to enjoy things for the sake of maintaining appearances, and navigating the social demands of adulthood soon wore him down. Around that time, he turned to novels as a form of escape.

The word novel suddenly surfaced in his mind, and Hajin’s thoughts wandered to the five-volume book he had been reading before he lost consciousness.

It was an unusual story, featuring a protagonist named “Hajin Orion.” The shared name immediately piqued his interest, and without hesitation, he purchased it.

At first, he thought it was just another superhero story. There was talk of superpowers and abilities, so he assumed it would be the typical fare. But as the story progressed, the plot grew stranger and stranger. Despite his initial skepticism, the unfolding narrative intrigued him enough that he couldn’t put the book down.

At first, the concept of “Purification Espers” caught his eye, the intriguing keyword sparking his curiosity. But as he kept reading, it was the complex and interwoven relationships between the characters that hooked him, making him lose track of time.

Hajin Orion.

Like himself, the protagonist had grown up without parents, living alone. Yet, as an Esper with supernatural abilities, he dedicated himself to helping others. Hajin couldn’t help but admire him.

The supporting characters also fascinated him, each possessing unique abilities—flying, telekinesis, mind control, and more—all of which played essential roles in fighting off the Creatures that served as the enemies of their world. The way they worked together to vanquish their foes was thrilling, and Hajin even found himself daydreaming about what kind of ability he would want if he were an Esper.

Completely absorbed in the novel’s world, there were moments that made Hajin instinctively pause—those were the scenes of romantic affection between male characters.

It explained why female characters were oddly scarce. As it turned out, the novel was a BL (Boys’ Love) story, portraying love and desire between men. The explicit and vivid depictions of sex made him hesitate every time. Should he keep reading? Or stop here? Hajin couldn’t help but wrestle with the decision each time he encountered those scenes.

The character Hajin Orion possessed the ability of “Purification,” a supernatural power that allowed him to cleanse the “toxins” that accumulated in the bodies of other Espers during battle.

However, this purification could only be performed through bodily fluid exchange—or more explicitly, through sex. This meant that Hajin Orion had to accept multiple men to utilize his ability.

It was a premise that might have made anyone balk at its absurdity, but the plot was so captivating that Hajin found himself reading through even those parts without hesitation. In fact, if he were honest, those very aspects of the story might have drawn him in even further.

Was this my kind of thing? Hajin didn’t have time to reflect on that as he became increasingly engrossed in the character’s unique power and its role in the story.

As the chapters progressed, Hajin Orion began to give himself away more easily. Not just to his comrades or junior Espers, but even to a child he had raised with his own hands. He became a plaything, both his body and ability exploited to the point of exhaustion.

This led to a constant internal conflict for Hajin. The increasingly explicit descriptions made him self-conscious as the heat in his lower body became harder to ignore. He wanted to skip the scenes filled with graphic details and the overwhelming parade of flesh.

But every time he tried skipping ahead, the next part of the story became incomprehensible. The events and character dynamics were so tightly intertwined with the erotic content that Hajin, frustrated, had no choice but to read every single word, from beginning to end.

So, under the guise of “reading out of necessity,” Hajin slowly made his way toward the novel’s conclusion, only to find himself confronted by the unmistakable bulge in his pants.

Throughout his life, Hajin had never felt any real sexual attraction toward women. On the contrary, he had often felt an inexplicable stirring when he saw men with impressive physiques or bulging muscles—though he had always dismissed it as admiration or envy.

He had no one to discuss such feelings with, and since his own body was on the slender side, he figured it was only natural to admire the opposite: strong, rugged men.

It wasn’t until he had spent 24 years of his life and read through this five-volume novel that Hajin finally realized the truth—he wasn’t disinterested in sex. He was attracted to men.

So that’s why. That’s what it’s always been.

As he faintly recalled his adolescent years, Hajin briefly wondered if he’d ever genuinely liked someone. But he stopped himself almost immediately. What would be the point of dredging up such memories now? It was all in the past, and those fleeting moments would never return.

Perhaps that’s why the novel had been so captivating. The fictional romance within it felt real to him for the first time, as if he could truly relate. But that also brought a twinge of sadness. He couldn’t help but pity Hajin Orion, who worked tirelessly and emotionlessly under the guise of “Purification,” reducing his life to nothing more than a machine-like existence of sex and duty.

Hajin felt a hollow ache for the character’s empty actions and heart, which seemed to lack genuine purpose. The similarity in their names only heightened the strange sense of connection, and he found himself wondering, If it were me…—a ridiculous thought he couldn’t stop from surfacing.

And among all the aspects of the story that tugged at his heart, the most pitiful thing was…
Tl/N: WOW! This felt like a porno when I was translating it. Well enjoy!!