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Ang Ang Chapter 3

Ang Ang Chapter 3

Ang Ang : Chapter 03

Hwayoung finally removed his hand. Relief and regret mixed in that moment, and Gyuwon let out a sigh with his eyes closed. Hwayoung savored his expression with his eyes. It was still a very attractive look, even when I saw it again. It was a hyena-like face. He even felt every corner of his stomach burn. His heart was pounding.

“You know, I really like you, Gyuwon- ssi .”

I have to act as usual, Hwayoung recited those words in his mind hundreds of times even as he said it. He wanted to do this and that now as much as he wanted to, but the man was a virgin. It would take some time to find out what his body was like. But seeing as how hard he was already, he seems to already know everything there is to know. He was just grateful for that.

Before meeting Kim Gyuwon, Hwayoung was angry at how he was informed that they requested a bodyguard for him out of the blue. Who are they to call a bodyguard whenever they want? How much more do they have to interfere in other people’s lives until they’re satisfied!? Just before opening his mouth and hurling curses at them, he gently kept his mouth shut. That glorious man walking after his father, isn’t he the ideal type he’s been continually looking for?

‘I want to raise a big cat. Like a snow leopard or a jaguar. It would be nice if it were innocent but elegant. It would be so much better if it was cute, but either way, it has to be big. And it has to be strong and beautiful. ‘

In his childhood, when he didn’t know much about life, the immature words he spat were actually about his ideal type. And now, at twenty-seven years old, a cat with a height of apparently over seven feet and an intimidating face was approaching him with a modest but elegant gait. Hwayoung almost stood up then. He was able to behave casually because of his family’s training, teaching him to put on a straight face since he was young.

“If you’re all right, why don’t we try to see what your body looks like? Of course, I’m not going to force you to make plays you don’t like. And of course, I can guarantee my identity. What do you think?”

Even when his body was on fire – or indeed, even if he was shot, he managed to speak to him with a sober expression due to his family’s customs and also his natural personality. Hwayoung, who neither liked nor disliked this kind of thing, had never been grateful for it until now.

“I don’t want a D/s relationship (Dominant-Submissive. Getting into a master-servant relationship that expands into everyday life), you know? So, let’s start as game partners. ”

Hwayoung had to keep his voice calm even though he was talking to himself. If he made a mistake now, he felt that he would immediately start talking nonsense. This can not happen. He couldn’t lose his ideal type. Besides, it was the first time for his ideal type. He likes him even when he’s insulted, called a macho, and even when all the men come up to him and hit him on the head with a hammer to wake him up. That felt like fate. As if what he was waiting for was Hwayoung. At least, that’s what Hwayoung believed.

Gyuwon looked at Hwayoung. He began to fear the consequences of this good fortune he had. The man he’d lusted after all his life was speaking phrases to him just steps away from the said man he’d lusted after all his life. It was like a dream. He blinked for a moment and checked his surroundings. Because a terrifying thought that this was all a dream popped into his head. But Hwayoung, seeing him do that, thought, ‘It must be hard for him.’ Although everything is naturally like that, SM was especially one of the hardest things to do in the beginning. That’s why Hwayoung needed to be confident. It wasn’t rape, nor was it coercion. If he had to say it, it was more of a male gift’s way of appealing. Hwayoung slowly undressed in front of Gyuwon. He happily looked at Gyuwon’s moving Adam’s apple. And yet, his fingers never slowed. Slowly, very slowly, he undressed.

Gyuwon fixed his eyes on Hwayoung. The handsome Hwayoung’s body exposed itself little by little. How sweet would his nipple be if he licked it? He knew his own ass would tingle when his hand hit him. The sexual fantasy he suppressed for over 20 years borrowed Hwayoung’s body and fully blossomed.

Finally—finally, he saw the cock he’d wanted so badly to hold in his mouth. It was a perfect shape, without any imperfections. For the first time in his life, Gyuwon was looking directly at a rooster.

Even without a sideways glance, his cock looked appetizing, and Gyuwon felt like he was going crazy with thirst. It had been a while since he’d acquired the taste, his ass was wet. Hwayoung opened his mouth.

“we will.”

Faced with the order issued in an arrogant tone, Gyuwon moved. He took off his clothes like he was possessed. The more clothes he took off, the more the smile on Hwayoung’s face deepened. Left with only his underwear on, Gyuwon looked at Hwayoung for a minute, but his expression – in Hwayoung’s eyes anyway – looked absurd and pitiful, forcing Hwayoung to endure the urge to stage a rape act (rape roleplay. rape. A scenario where the roles are defined as rapist and victim. The important part of this is the concept of ‘roleplay’, which differentiates it from actual rape.) at this point.

Without Hwayoung saying it again, Gyuwon took off his underwear. His cock glistened, having already enjoyed anticipation, and it was so wet it even hit his ass. Hwayoung gave the rigid Gyuwon his second order.

“Bite, then crawl.”

Gyuwon looked at Hwayoung again and slowly bit his sticky underwear wet with his own semen. He then started to crawl.

He figured they could play around a bit. Hwayoung was right. Seeing Gyuwon play dog ​​early on, even his fingertips tingled with excitement. When Gyuwon got to his feet, Hwayoung lifted his chin with his feet.

“Pass over here.”

At Hwayoung’s words, Gyuwon lifted his upper body with his underwear in his mouth and reached for Hwayoung’s hand. His chin dripping with saliva mixed with semen was obscene.

He grabbed his underwear and threw it to where Gyuwon had taken off his clothes. There was a bit of resentment mixed in Gyuwon’s eyes, having meticulously kept it in his mouth. But as Hwayoung stroked her hair, he closed his eyes as he enjoyed her touch.

“These lips …”

Hwayoung asked in a whisper.

“How many dogs did he bite?”

Unable to understand his question, Gyuwon pondered a bit and looked at him again. But he didn’t speak human words. The media these days is amazing. Or maybe it was because Gyuwon was just someone who was naturally very masochistic and a slave.

“Tell me. How many people have you sucked? Did you drink their pee too?”

He felt a shiver at her words, but… Gyuwon blinked his eyes, never having dreamed of playing games (Scat play. Eating and covering the body with droppings. Drinking or covering the body with pee is called ‘water sports game. ‘ ) The sweet anticipation of forcing the act and the worry of whether he might reject such an act shook Gyuwon. Hwayoung affectionately ran his delicate hands through Gyuwon’s hair.

“Don’t you want to drink?”

Could he honestly answer? Gyuwon hesitated a little and nodded. He felt dizzy. Because of that lifelong dream that came so suddenly.

“So how about milk?”

Gyuwon knew exactly what he meant by milk. He looked so blasphemous as he nodded. Most of all, he wanted to make Hwayoung happy. Hwayoung kindly watched Gyuwon’s face, desperately worried about what he should do. When Gyuwon finally stuck out his tongue, he let out a smile that welled up from the bottom of his heart. Gyuwon was very cute. He stretched out his finger, scratching his long, hanging tongue with his fingernail, and stomped on it with his fingers.

“Do you want to drink?”

Gyuwon didn’t nod, but his expression seemed to say very politely, ‘Yes’. Hwayoung thought about it for a while. As he thought about wiping Gyuwon’s saliva smearing his jaw around his eyes, Hwayoung finally gave him permission.

“OK.”

Gyuwon looked at Hwayoung’s thing. The man’s cock being thrust into his face was long and hard and smelled like a man. It was no match for any vibrator he’d used. He nervously extended his tongue, placed it back in his mouth and, after lavishly covering it with saliva, wrapped it around his cock. Hwayoung’s groan of satisfaction incited Gyuwon even more. Hwayoung came easily shaking Gyuwon’s head back and forth. As the semen exploded from Hwayoung’s thing, Gyuwon coughed, unable to stop himself. He felt physically nauseated. Hwayoung locked Gyuwon’s head tightly as he was distracted by the feeling of nausea and fed him his food. He didn’t care about the spillage of semen.

When Hwayoung dropped his head, Gyuwon collapsed to the ground. Gyuwon, who couldn’t stop vomiting, looked at Hwayoung with tired eyes. Seeing the apology in his expression, Hwayoung crouched down and stroked his head like he was petting a puppy.

“Good job. You did well to suck it the first time.”

Hwayoung muttered as he applied the semen running down Gyuwon’s chin onto his lips.

“It’s a little difficult for you since you have a small mouth, but you’ll get better when you learn.”

“… It was terrible?”

I can do anything well if commanded – Gyuwon was living his life with this frame of mind and image, but it wasn’t so easy to do in reality. His penis was bigger than he imagined, and even that was a problem for Hwayoung. Hwayoung’s size was big-Gyuwon didn’t know his mouth was small and besides, it was almost impossible for him to enjoy semen while his throat was being forced open.

“Honestly speaking, a little.”

What if he gets fired because of it? Hwayoung frowned. In his opinion, this move was too moderate. The other person wanted to be trampled on and it was their game partner’s duty to step on them as much as the other person allowed. And that’s where aftercare comes in. But he really didn’t want to insult Gyuwon. Gyuwon – in his eyes anyway – was cute, admirable and adorable.

“Well, it should be fine. Because there’s something even more incredible than being hit. Even if you don’t get hit, you’ll remember. ”

Hwayoung was calculating in his mind the damage Gyuwon would take. He quickly looked through the drawer and looked at Gyuwon. Gyuwon with his eyes half closed while panting even looked pitiful. His long, strong body was sprawled carelessly, his cock firmly erected between her firm thighs. Even though he was forced to eat semen for the first time in his life while his throat was being forced open like he was about to vomit, it was clear he was a staunch masochist.

“How about an enema (Enema. To inject a drug into the rectum or colon through the ass)?”

Gyuwon raised his body in surprise at Hwayoung’s words. As he thought, ‘It’s been so long since I played with a beginner that I can’t remember. Maybe around 200 cc’, Hwayoung waited for Gyuwon’s answer. But Gyuwon couldn’t answer. When he looked back again, Gyuwon’s face flushed like that of a brutal criminal. He is so cute. Hwayoung honestly thought so, but that was it and playing is playing. He approached with a stern expression and stepped on Gyuwon’s erect cock with his bare feet.

“Let me clarify one thing. You answer when I ask a question. I’ll give you 3 seconds. ”

With a twisted expression of pain, Gyuwon barely replied, ‘Y-Yes…’

“How about enema?”

“I didn’t – did today.”

“So you mean you’ve done this before? How many?”

When Gyuwon hesitated, Hwayoung stepped on Gyuwon’s dick again. He was just intimidating him by rubbing him hard, but he knew the pain Gyuwon felt would be a considerable amount. Hwayoung was already a 7 year old Sun veteran. He knew how much to do to make his partner feel pain. Also, he could see what the situation was just by seeing the sub’s expression. Gyuwon crouched in pain, but his cock under his feet was spilling liquid. He felt pleasure through the pain.

“A single tube…”

“50cc then. Doing this is just enough to flush the passage. ”

Hwayoung recited in a singing voice as he wiped the soles of his feet on Gyuwon’s face. Hwayoung moved his feet as if he was going to crush Gyuwon’s nose and lips. Gyuwon came out of the ecstasy of feeling the soles of his feet with his face. Hwayoung looked at Gyuwon, who was tired from his long ejaculation, and said a few words.

“No education either. I’ll take some time to train him. ”

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