Since Park Gyuseok had already torn into that spot like a drill earlier in the morning, my inner walls were already hot and badly swollen. There was no way his would enter easily. Even so, Hyeon Jinhoo, in order to satisfy his impatient nature, was carefully making a path while parting the narrow, swollen gap of my ass.

A pain like being stabbed with a knife hit me.

Smack!

He slapped my butt with quite a lot of force. Because of that, the hole that had been diligently taking in his shaft from the tip jolted and tightened, and his low groan, with his teeth clenched at the back, struck my ear.

I told you to loosen up, you bastard…. Not knowing that he was making my body even tighter, he kept prodding my inner walls with a weapon-like cock, and my pitiful body had no choice but to keep opening the way.

Before long, his terrifying cock, packed tightly inside me as if skewering me from the inside, revealed its presence and began its back-and-forth movement.

Squeak, squeak, squeak-.

“Hngh! Uhhng…. No….”

“Looks like you got hurt inside. It is so hot, fuck….”

Even though he knew my inner walls were not in normal condition, Hyeon Jinhoo had no intention of stopping his thrusts. The way he was jamming into me without giving a damn made it feel like there might be a hole blown through my lower abdomen.

“Today, where did you do it with him?”

“The, the bathroom….”

“Fuck, I am losing my mind…. Should we go to the bathroom too? With us connected below. Hmm?”

Imagining filthy situations, Hyeon Jinhoo pressed harder and dragged me along even rougher. A stinky smell of semen began to mix into the storage room’s stale odor. I wondered if he had already climaxed, but what came out instead was mine.

The days when I had repeatedly spread my legs for Hyeon Jinhoo and Park Gyuseok in the past had trained my body to these bastards. Damn it, if my prostate was stimulated, my lower body would react immediately regardless of my will. Because of that, Park Gyuseok was convinced that I enjoyed this act, and Hyeon Jinhoo was now also letting out a mocking laugh as he held my cock and toyed with it.

The moment his hot breath fully covered the back of my neck, a dizzying wave of vertigo hit me. I felt like I would collapse at any moment, but I barely held on, hanging onto Hyeon Jinhoo’s arm as he firmly gripped my waist. Bang, bang-. The rebound from the movements of his body thrusting from behind kept smashing my forehead into the wall I was pressed against.

Unlike Park Gyuseok earlier in the morning, this was a rape carried out with complete force, not blackmail or persuasion. He was just a bad guy who kept offering my body to Park Gyuseok, and since he did not even possess the videos, there was no need for me to keep desperately clinging to him any longer. Even so, tears of despair welled up over the current situation where I was being helplessly used.

How much time had passed? The inside of my lower abdomen grew warm as he climaxed into the hole. Each time he ejaculated, his body shook several times, and my own body, which he was holding, shook along with it.

Even after carrying out the act outside during my work hours, he had no intention of cleaning up after me, as if proving his selfish DNA. After delivering only his own semen satisfactorily, he pulled his cock out with a slip, and now only I, who had to go back to work, was left to fumble around with semen inside my hole.

“I used to like it when you were softly leaning against me. It is a shame now that you are being so stubborn.”

“…Are you really asking for that now?”

Did he want to publish a book of nonsense quotes or something? At the end of the messy act, after neatly putting his own cock back into his pants and straightening his clothes, he immediately started spouting more impossible nonsense.

He did not seem to realize the full weight of how inhumane the crime he had committed was. It was only because his mindset was this shameless that he could keep contacting me, keep coming to find me, and even rape me.

“Are you still going to keep blocking my number? Then how do you think I will act?”

“What are you going to do, then? Kill me or something?”

“Seems like Park Gyuseok fed you something, wanting to eat you all by himself now, but do not do anything you will regret. There is more you do not know, even about him.”

“Wha…!”

Buzzzz-.

Just as I was about to lash out in anger, he answered his phone at the same time his own phone rang and left the storage room. It seemed Chorong noona had been looking for him after he vanished somewhere in the cafe and kept hiding his tail for a long time. After wiping my tear-smeared eyes and calming my face, I went out of the storage room with a full stack of disposable cups, which had originally been my purpose.

Unluckily, the cafe owner happened to be there at that moment, and I could feel him looking at me sourly after I had been away and only came back after a long time.

While quietly organizing the cups I had brought, Chorong noona came over toward the counter to say goodbye. Behind her was Hyeon Jinhoo, hanging onto her. From the bag on his back, it looked like they were about to leave the cafe now.

Forcing the corners of my mouth upward, I responded with a smile, and she shoved a few plastic-wrapped macarons into my hand, telling me to work hard, then left. Hyeon Jinhoo, walking leisurely with his hand on her shoulder, was faithfully performing the role of a sweet boyfriend. It was truly obnoxious.

The macarons Chorong noona gave me were not products sold at this cafe, so it felt awkward even to eat them here. I was hungry, but for now I stuffed the macarons into my apron and thought back to the question that had been circling in my mouth earlier when noona had come close, wondering whether I should ask it.

‘Do you know how vile your boyfriend and cousin are?’

Of course, noona would not know. That was why she could smile so happily and look so blissfully content. And I would never be able to say those words, not for the rest of my life. It was only a nightmare I would have to endure and carry alone.

It was still June, but it seemed like the heat was starting to get fierce. I hurriedly shoved my body into the bathroom and showered, scrubbing myself as thoroughly as I could.

It was not just sweat, but after being fucked by two men and not being able to wash properly until now, my body felt filthy. I felt like I had become the dirtiest person in the world.

When I came out of the bathroom after wiping the water off my body, there was a message on my phone.

[Doyoon, are you busy?]

It was Sungmin hyung. Suddenly, tears surged up like a flood, and I stared blankly at the screen while wiping my tears. Ever since entering school, I had fallen for Hyeon Jinhoo and gotten swept away by him, so I had neglected departmental gatherings and even the social get-togethers with people from my major.

There were almost no acquaintances around me I could lean on. My mental state had been ruined in a messy way, not only because I had been deceived by the men around me, but also because of blackmail, sexual exploitation, and homophobic exclusion. The desire to be cared for and comforted surged up like a breach in a dam at just one message from Sungmin hyung.

By the time I came to my senses, I was already calling Sungmin hyung while crying my eyes out. Hyung, who answered the phone with a cheerful voice, seemed to have known nothing at all about the situation I was in right now.

Ignoring the fact that my voice was clearly trembling with tears, I immediately started begging hyung to meet me. Hyung, sounding flustered, soothed me and said he would come right away near my studio room before hanging up.

By the time I had calmed my tears somewhat, Sungmin hyung’s car had already entered the alley and was announcing its arrival with bright headlights. I dragged my shoes along and got into the passenger seat of his SUV.

Hyung, who was looking at me with concern, gently stroked the top of my head and helped me gather myself. Unlike the still-hot weather outside even after the sun had set, the air conditioner inside the car and hyung’s cologne mixed together to create a strange sense of coolness. That alone had a calming effect.

“You cried? What happened?”

“……”

“Is it something hard to tell me?”

Even if I met a true ally, could I really tell him what had happened lately? I thought about it hundreds of times, but the answer remained out of reach. And then the chance finally came to tell him. I opened my mouth to say something, but like The Little Mermaid who had lost her voice, the words would not come out.

“…J, Jinhoo hyung…. I…. It might be hard to believe, but….”

“…I know everything about what happened.”

“Ah, y, you know?”

It felt like my heart was about to collapse. I had guessed that he probably vaguely sensed this bizarre relationship between Hyeon Jinhoo and me, and Park Gyuseok, but hearing it with my own ears made me feel like I could not endure it.

“I knew everything about you and Jinhoo. About how Jinhoo was not only meeting Chorong.”

“Ah….”

“…That was not what you were trying to say?”

The secret Sungmin hyung knew was only half the information, that Hyeon Jinhoo was seeing me as a side piece behind his girlfriend’s back. I had been so trapped in my own situation, thinking only from my own center, that I had jumped too far ahead, assuming hyung must have already noticed everything about the tangled circumstances among the three of us and the blackmail over the video leaks.

Sungmin hyung either knew nothing at all about this pit of hell more than I expected, or he had some vague idea but was being careful not to speak of it in front of me. How much did he know, really….

“I, I have ended it. With Jinhoo hyung.”

“I see, good job.”

Sungmin hyung’s hand stroking my head grew stronger. Just from that small gesture, the intention to really praise me came through, and I almost laughed out of place. They say if you cry and laugh at the same time, you will grow horns there.

“And?”

“…Huh?”

“Do you have anything else to get off your chest?”

Hyung’s gaze, asking if there was anything else I wanted to confess, had changed from before. His eyes, looking at me as if I were a pitiful and pathetic person, held sympathy that went beyond simply empathizing with my situation as someone who had been Hyeon Jinhoo’s second and then said they had broken up.

It was clear hyung knew something too. He might not be fully certain, so he wanted to confirm the facts through my own mouth, or perhaps he was just waiting for me to confess on my own and holding back for now.

Even with the mat fully laid out like this, my lips would not part easily. The thought that this still was not the time to tell rose in my mind.