Unaware of all this, the twenty-year-old Jo Taeeun at the time was pacing around, wondering if maybe today would be a bust.

Without a high-stimulation sex symbol in sight, he found himself thinking again about the conversation he’d had with his father, and got a little restless.

But before the future-less, thoughtless twenty-year-old Jo Taeeun could properly sink into the sea of unease, the ultimate healing dopamine appeared. Taeeun’s thoughts stopped.

Near the big gate, a black car just as big and cool-looking as Baek Beomgu came to a stop.

The man getting out of the back seat looked savage. It was the most beastly-male face he’d ever seen.

Looking so threatening that it made you flinch your shoulders, like maybe a tiger had looked like this right before a nighttime hunt, Baek Beomgu strode toward Taeeun.

“You.”

A big hand grabbed Taeeun by the chin. Since he’d lost his appetite the day before and also had to deal with the mood inside the house, he’d gone about a day and a half without eating, so Taeeun looked a little more drawn than usual. Baek Beomgu examined that face of his obsessively, like he was going to eat him up.

He waited for the next words, but Baek Beomgu just frowned a little and looked down at Taeeun in silence for a long time. In the end, Taeeun, who had been waiting, spoke first.

“I..., came after trying it a few times.”

You’ll have to do it for me now, right? Along with the words he only added in his head, his eyes sparkled with expectation.

By then, Baek Beomgu, who had been staring at him like he was deciding whether to devour him or not, suddenly smiled with the corners of his mouth lifting a little.

The way one corner of his lips lifted refreshingly made him look like a truly vile gangster, and at the same time, obscenely sexy.

“Hey. High school brat.”

I already graduated, you know…….

But Jo Taeeun, who still wasn’t qualified to be called “college kid” or “office worker,” answered without protest.

Yes……?

Still wearing a smile, Baek Beomgu said,

“I don’t think I’ll be able to control my strength much today.”

Oh……. Taeeun blinked.

Even better.

Before Taeeun could even prepare his answer, Beomgu’s words were already ready.

If he heard some common thug-movie line like, “Then come back next time,” he was going to answer in one second, “I’m fine with that, though?”

Wasn’t that what Jo Taeeun wanted in the first place? To be crushed without mercy.

He had gotten turned on by this man, who had knocked him down with one punch and sat heavily on his chest without any hesitation, suffocating him, so there was no way he’d been expecting honeymoon sex where the man would lovingly suck and lick each finger one by one first.

Just as Taeeun was about to shout “Go for it,” Baek Beomgu opened his mouth faster.

“Tell me in advance if it feels like you’re going to die.”

Don’t hold it in out of nerves and die on the bed.

With that, Baek Beomgu casually waved a hand toward the driver’s seat of the car, which had been waiting there the whole time watching the two of them.

As the car went out through the gate, Baek Beomgu crooked a finger at Taeeun. Taeeun quickly came to stand beside him.

His heartbeat was going so hard that he felt like he could already feel the blood flowing through the veins of his cock, which for some reason had started getting hard and waking up on its own. Overflowing with anticipation, as he followed Baek Beomgu and crossed the big gate, Taeeun carefully said,

“You don’t have to control it..., hyung.”

He looked embarrassed like a very shy twenty-year-old going in to have first sex.

“I’m really tough.”

Later, Jo Taeeun would look back and think. Ah— I really walked in with a death-by-orgasm flag planted in place!

⌗ • ⌗ • ⌗

A residue of violent energy that still hadn’t fully been let out was left all over my body.

Gangsters fighting over your turf and breaking furniture, arms, and foreheads, and somebody getting carried out as a corpse are completely different problems, so I had no choice but to control my strength a little.

Every time I wanted to crush the body coming at me and not show any mercy, I slightly twisted the direction of my fist. The repair bill I’d get a few days later would probably be something worth seeing.

Anyway, there was no time to worry about that now. Riding in the back seat of the car on the way home, my stomach was boiling and all I had to think about was how to let it out.

Like a man who had fought his way up from low-level thug to the boss of the organization, Baek Jangho loved showing off. He’d built a ridiculously grand house on the best road in the neighborhood, the kind of place a chaebol family could have lived in for generations.

And every time the slightly big-headed Baek Beomgu said he wanted to move out, he would beat him like he was beating a dog and say that once he became capable of independently buying his own house, he’d kick the big son out even if the son himself didn’t like it.

Then, after Baek Beomgu had gone through the army early, he ran the bar street and reported profits for over a year without hearing a single word about getting out. Anyway, the old man was a crazy bastard when it came to temper.

Since I couldn’t live independently, and a house where someone was always around felt suffocating, what Baek Beomgu chose was the detached annex. The lot was so wide it felt almost like a completely separate house.

He’d even brought in a punching bag and laid out a mattress. Punching, fucking. All of Baek Beomgu’s primal acts happened in the annex.

Hyung, I’m really tough. That brat who’d said something that reckless was standing blankly beside Baek Beomgu’s punching bag.

Normally, the one receiving the adrenaline still left in Baek Beomgu’s body would have been that punching bag. On days like this, he usually ended up tearing the bag apart.

At first, I’d thought I’d just send him away. He was standing quietly in a dim corner of the road, but despite his tall height he suddenly looked far too weak.

Maybe because I knew he was a complete disaster at fighting, he seemed like nothing more than a herbivore with a long body at best. Even if he looked dazed and harmless at a glance, there was a slightly unhinged side to the kid. On a day like today, if I talked to him and one thing went wrong, I might end up breaking him too.

But I didn’t say, “Go home quietly.” Instead, I examined this fearless, screw-loose bastard thoroughly, like I was checking him over.

He definitely looked fucking weak, but he also didn’t look like he’d break easily. How long had it been since he saw me? He stalked me around, then ended up saying the crazy shit about wanting to sleep with me just once, and in the end he said he’d “tried it a few times” in order to sleep with me.

For a psycho like that, his face was white and clean, and that somehow made me want to mess it up and dirty it badly too.

I’d never once thought I’d end up getting hooked by the urge to wreck a man and actually end up fucking some bastard with a cock.

I’ve tried it a few times. I’m tough.

Every word Jo Taeeun said stimulated Baek Beomgu’s instincts. A partner that wasn’t a woman, but one who seemed like he could freely receive all the violence left inside and be handled however I wanted.

It was like going out hunting while starving, only to come back without being properly fed because all you got was the taste of blood, and then finding prey with its neck stretched out waiting right at the cave entrance.

On top of that, he was a bastard who wanted his throat torn open and eaten, so Baek Beomgu decided to eat him without refusing.

His hot, large hand, still not cooled down, grabbed the back of Taeeun’s neck. The prey, already fully prepared to be devoured, was easily subdued and sprawled face-down on the mattress.

⌗ • ⌗ • ⌗

There’s naturally no foreplay.

First came the pants coming off. Separate from the obedient way he was being handled, the hole reacted with a twitch at the sudden air outside. He’d been poking around with his fingers so much to find the spot that felt unbelievably good if you just touched it for a few days that the tender skin was still a little red and swollen.

Seeing that, Baek Beomgu became certain that this bastard really had gotten something there.

To think of sticking a cock in here. As I was stripping him, I thought maybe I’d feel a little disgusted first, but seeing Jo Taeeun already groaning from what he’d done, I got turned on instead.

The urge to make him cry, crush him, and torment him until he couldn’t breathe.

“Ahh…!”

When he flicked his finger over the hole that had tightened with tension, the reddened swollen spot clenched hard and then puckered open there as if breathing. Baek Beomgu laughed quietly.

Looks like it’s more fuckable than I thought, he thought, and when he spread Taeeun’s ass cheeks apart with both hands, Taeeun gave a small groan, “Uh……”

“How many cocks did you take?”

He asked as if it were amusing, and shoved his middle finger into the tight place. Even after he pushed past the red, heated entrance that had swollen up with heat, it was still damned dry and tight.

When he shoved one finger deep and pulled it back out, it felt like the inside flesh was sticking hotly to his finger and following it out. He shoved in two fingers into the place that had clearly not taken one well at all. The entrance, with no moisture at all, tightly clenched around his knuckles.

“Hey, fuck…. This is so tight, how do you even use this as a pussy?”

Did he really get fucked?