Ding-dong.

Late in the dead of night. A customer entered the quiet convenience store. A tall man wearing a long coat that reached his ankles.

'Ah, that man. He came again today.'

He was a regular who came to this convenience store every day.

“Welcome.”

Seo Moyoon, the convenience store part-timer who had been killing time standing at the counter, immediately looked away slightly and greeted him as soon as he recognized that face.

Moyoon’s pale, white cheeks were already turning red before he knew it.

The man took Moyoon’s greeting lightly and, as always, walked toward the shelves. He was extremely tall, and perhaps because his proportions were good too, he looked just like a model walking a runway.

He looked to be in his mid to late thirties.

With neatly, stylishly set hair, straight eyebrows, a high nose bridge carved like a sculpture, and distinct features, he was a handsome man who drew the eye without meaning to.

Moyoon had never seen a man that handsome in his life. He was sure he would never see one again.

He had only just graduated high school and become an adult not long ago, a fresh and youthful age, but he could confidently say the odds of seeing anyone more handsome than that man in his lifetime were low.

On top of that, his voice was soft and even kind.

'...It must be because of that.'

That when he recently saw that customer, his body heated up, and the shame he never wanted anyone to discover pounded away in his chest.

That he had even ended up masturbating yesterday, something he usually never did, while thinking of the customer’s face.

Thud.

Suddenly, a hand dropped into Moyoon’s lowered field of vision. The customer had placed the item he brought onto the counter.

It was... bananas. A value product with only two pieces in one bag.

'Bananas again today.'

Come to think of it, this customer always bought fruit or vegetables whenever he came to the convenience store. For example, bananas, or cucumbers.

Strange.

Wouldn’t it be better to buy those at a supermarket instead of a convenience store? Maybe, because he was busy with work, he didn’t have time to go to places like that? Looking at how he always came in the late dead of night, that might be the case.

Last time, he had brought an ice cup and....

'Please put Moyoon-ssi’s pussy juice in here.'

...Huh?

“Excuse me.”

As a heavy, gentle voice fell by his ear, Moyoon, startled, immediately looked up.

Oh no. He had spaced out without meaning to.

“Ah, um, th-that...”

He met the customer’s eyes. Moyoon stammered and his face turned red. Perhaps finding Moyoon cute, the customer gave a slight smile and tapped the banana bag with his finger.

“This.”

“Oh! Yes, yes. I’ll ring it up right away...”

And just as he lowered his gaze back to the counter.

“Yes. Please put some of Moyoon-ssi’s pussy juice on here too.”

The customer’s “order” fell by Moyoon’s ear.

“...Pardon? Ah...”

For an instant, Moyoon’s head spun. He was sure he had heard the word pussy. Ah. Thinking about it properly, it meant he was asking to be checked out because he needed to get home quickly.

The focus in Moyoon’s eyes blurred.

“Yes, I will...”

Ever since he started working part-time at the convenience store, this kind of dizziness often came.

A strangely flushed Moyoon picked up the banana bag to ring up the customer’s item.

Then he tore open the bag and took out a banana. Moyoon first took off his pants and spread his legs. In order to get his own pussy juice all over the banana, just as the customer ordered.

“Mm, ngh...”

Rubbing the hard banana stem gently between the labia, then pressing it against the clit, a tingling sensation surged up and jerked his waist.

Moyoon pushed the curved banana into his pussy and rubbed it, while with his other hand he spread the labia, trying to keep the still-pea-sized clit clearly exposed.

Normally, he was desperate to hide it, afraid of being found out by others, afraid of no longer being a man, and never daring to touch it carelessly. But now he was opening that shameful part of himself wide on his own.

'Ah, huh? Why am I... putting a banana in my pussy...'

A strong sense of wrongness suddenly hit him. The feel of the hard banana peel crushing and rubbing his pussy was terribly vivid.

His heart pounded, but only for a moment. Quickly growing dazed, Moyoon began to focus on what he had to do.

“R-right away, ngh, I’ll... put some pussy juice on it...”

As Moyoon gasped and muttered, the customer let out a low laugh. The sound of his laughter oddly struck at Moyoon’s chest.

“You can go slowly. Our Moyoon has such a watery pussy, a little rubbing is enough to make you squirt.”

“Mm, ngh... ngh, that’s right...”

“If you want, I can help you squirt.”

Moyoon looked at the customer with blurred eyes. He didn’t know exactly how he intended to help, but for some reason his body trembled with excitement.

In turn, the inside of his pussy grew hot too, and dripping slick, it twitched.

“Yes. If y-you help me...”

Then he could ring it up faster for the customer.

Moyoon nodded obediently, shyly. At that, the customer, his face partly covered by one hand, curved his eyes and smiled.

“You’re really cute. Good thing I called dibs.”

That briefly revealed face was so dazzling that Moyoon could hardly look away. Good thing he called dibs, on what? Ah. The bananas.

“R-right... this banana... because it’s fresh.”

Moyoon answered with his tangled thoughts and gave a dazed laugh. While he did, the man stepped into the counter area.

Moyoon blankly watched the customer approach from behind and press in close. He took Moyoon’s hand in both of his and slid the banana.

“Ngh, uhn... ngh, ah...”

The angular part of the banana peel pressed exactly between the labia, scraping against the clit. The plump labia spread wide and bit into the banana deliciously. The clit twitched, and even more pussy juice flowed out of the vaginal opening.

“Does it feel good? Hmm? Look at Moyoon’s pussy juice coming out.”

“Mm, ah, ngh... ah, it feels, feels good...”

“But this isn’t enough, is it? Right?”

“Y-yes... I have to, s-squirt more... ngh...”

Only then could he ring up the banana for the customer. But in order to squirt more than this, he needed the customer’s help.

As if he knew that too, the customer gave a low laugh and pushed the banana stem a little farther in, jabbing the pussy opening.

“Ngh, uhn...!”

His narrow waist, thin for a man, jerked sharply. The customer kept teasing only the pussy opening, with the banana half in and half out, while feeling around Moyoon’s pale ass.

Soon, a finger wet with slick touched the wrinkled back hole. Even with the pressure pushing in hard, Moyoon’s back hole welcomed it as if it were not the first time, and opened in small gaps.

“Ah, ah... ngh, it...! Mm...”

“The back hole is biting my finger and begging. Our Moyoon, yesterday the ahjusshi was busy and had to go back early, so he couldn’t eat your cock. I told you to masturbate with your pussy at home, did you listen?”

“Ah, mm... yes. I did, ngh...”

“Oh? How many times? How did you do it?”

Each time his lips brushed his ear and asked in a quiet, measured voice, Moyoon felt a sharp thrill run through him. The customer’s pleasant voice filled his head completely, making him feel dominated.

“Mm... yesterday, after I got home, once. Thinking about the ahjusshi... I put three fingers in my pussy... ngh. While shaking my dick too...”

“Even with three fingers, you still weren’t satisfied?”

“Y-yes... but, ngh... four is scary...”

“Today I’ll satisfy Moyoon.”

The man kissed Moyoon’s cheek, while Moyoon nodded meekly. As the number of fingers filling his back hole increased, Moyoon panted in a dazed state.

Moyoon thought he was talking with the customer about the size and number of bananas. He had no idea why he was discussing such a thing with the customer.

“Ah, uhn... Joohyuk-i, ah, ahjusshi, ngh...”

Since when had he known the customer’s name?

“Mm...! Ah, ah...”

When the fingers rummaging through his back hole bent like hooks and pressed near the prostate, Moyoon felt a pleasure that made the fine hairs on his body stand up.

His pussy opening kept fluttering, begging for that banana that made him ache so badly.

Only after confirming that the back hole had loosened nicely did the man shove the banana into Moyoon’s pussy with a firm push. At the same time, he could feel the man’s huge cock pressing against the lining of the back hole.

“Ngh, ahn...!”

The water-filled lining of his pussy greedily bit down on the banana as if it had been waiting, and the back hole gaped to suck on the man’s head.

When the man’s thick head tried to enter, Moyoon rolled his eyes white and let out a moan.

“Take the tension out. Moyoon.”

“Ah, ahjusshi... ngh, hih...!”

The hot flesh, rough with bulging veins, spread apart the delicate lining and packed itself tightly into Moyoon’s stomach.

As the thick cock filled him deep, a rapturous sensation spread like a rash. At the same time, his belly swelled too tightly, and he got scared.