ACM | Chapter 3.11

And the thrusting that started after that was relentless. He had not loosened me up beforehand, there was no gel, and he shoved in in a hurry, then kept pounding me with sadistic piston-like thrusts.

It was a different feeling from the passionate sex he usually had when he was worked up and rushing things. It felt like punishment. The sweat running down my forehead and the tears spilling from my eyes soaked the cloth covering my vision.

Hyung was the one who had sent me out first and ignored my calls, not answering for more than a day, but I felt wronged because there was nothing that justified me becoming the target of his anger.

“Haaah… uaaahh.”

“Hngh!”

Along with hyung’s moan, I could clearly feel him cumming inside my walls. Hyung used the semen he had released as lube and rubbed his cock a few times inside my hole without pulling out. Since I could not see, my heightened sense of touch could instead clearly pick up on his cock, which was swelling back up inside my inner walls.

My hole and hyung’s cock fit together tightly again, rubbing against each other. And then the second round of sex began. It was a thrusting motion that was a little weaker than before, but still rough.

Thump thump thump thump-.

“Ah, aaah! Ah! Hyungg!”

“Who are you thinking about while blindfolded? You’re thinking about Oh Sungmin, aren’t you?”

“No, I’m not!”

By then I was so exhausted from the sex that was too much to handle today that my voice came out wet. Right now, pain was more overwhelming than pleasure. It was miserable.

In the hot summer weather, both of us were covered in sweat, and with the heat of sex added on top, the room was no different from a sauna. Jinhoo hyung cursed under his breath and turned on the system air conditioner.

It was the first time it had been turned on since I moved into this room as a monthly tenant. I doubted it had even been cleaned properly, but it was so hot that the cool air blowing now at least gave me some relief.

Bang!

A little later, the sound of hyung opening the door and leaving with the air conditioner still on struck my ears.

‘What? Did he… go out?’

Since my hands were completely tied, I could not even remove the cloth over my eyes, and I trembled in confusion. The cord tying my wrists was tightened very firmly, and I could not think of any way to untie it myself. I was struggling for a while, rubbing my face against the topper and trying to loosen the blindfold even a little, when.

Creak-.

Maybe about five minutes passed. Shortly after, I felt the warm air from outside touch my bare skin as the lock clicked and the door opened. I could hear hyung’s footsteps coming in after taking off his shoes.

“Hyung?”

“I bought gel. I figured you must have been hurting. The one we’d been using is all used up now.”

Along with the sound of a plastic bag, I heard something being squeezed out like toothpaste. Cold gel dripped onto my butt and wet my slit. Sensing the slightly sweet scent of the gel with my nose, I felt relief. I had thought he had gone and left me without even loosening me up after sex, but that was not it.

Unlike before, hyung’s hand carefully loosened my hole with gel, and the fear and hurt resentment from earlier gradually unraveled. Even though I knew buying gel and applying it to my body meant the sex would continue.

In that state, with my eyes covered and my wrists tied, I think we went at it three more times. Including the four times he cum inside my walls and the one time he shot onto my face before going out, hyung had orgasmed at least five times total. Even though hyung usually had a very strong sex drive, I think this was the first time he had ever gone on a rampage like this.

“Open your eyes.”

At some point, the blindfold disappeared. The fluorescent light from the ceiling of my room stabbed at my eyes. Hyung was still on top of me in front of me, and I could not really tell whether this was a dream or reality. I was that dazed and exhausted.

And after that, I do not really remember much. It seemed I had truly passed out, because when I opened my eyes, Sunday morning had already arrived. My wrists were all untied, and my body had been cleaned and covered with a blanket, so I thought at least it was a relief that I did not need to deal with any aftermath.

But my body was a mess. It seemed the rough sex had continued even after I passed out, because my throat felt as if it had been scraped with sandpaper, and the dull pain pounding below made it hard to move my lower body properly. If today had not been Sunday, my condition would have made me skip school.

* * *

Bzzzz.

[Are you not coming to school today?]

[Are you skipping Performance Art and Design too?]

[You’ve already missed three times]

[One more miss and it’s an F]

It was Monday. Once again I had fallen asleep as if I had lost consciousness until the sun was high in the sky. When I checked the consecutive messages from my classmate, I naturally frowned. My school life, which I had originally intended to devote myself to and earn a scholarship with, was already starting to go off the rails in the first semester of freshman year.

Forget my grades, I was one step away from getting marked by the Art College professor. Who would have expected that getting caught up in love games would make my studies fall apart like this?

Even though I had rested all day yesterday without going outside, my condition did not improve easily. Even though my body still felt like it was about to break, I seemed to have no choice but to go to the last class today. I got dressed and left home in a hurry so I would not be late even for the final class.

I had just barely made it into the lecture room and was catching my breath when a few classmates, who had somehow still managed to come, tapped my head and said I actually did come. It was a light teasing gesture, but even that made my head ring, and my face scrunched up again.

“Doyun, Oh Sungmin sunbae came by to see you earlier.”

“Oh, really?”

“You’re close with that sunbae too?”

A few female classmates came over, their eyes full of excitement, and started asking about Sungmin hyung. Come to think of it, I had gotten a meal treated by him on Saturday and then left so suddenly without even thanking him once.

[Hyung, it was so delicious on Saturday! Did you get home safely that day?]

I sent the message, and right then the professor came in and the lecture started. Sungmin hyung’s reply flew in right away.

[Where are you? I think you weren’t at school earlier]

[I’m at school now~ Going to my afternoon major class]

[I’ll go to the Art College side. Don’t go anywhere and stay put]

‘What is this?’

I was lost in confusion when more than two hours of class passed. As the female classmates who had been showering me with questions earlier were leaving the lecture room, they called me in excited voices. When I walked toward where they had been looking for me, sure enough, Sungmin hyung was there, just as he had said. Apparently he had come while slightly catching his breath.

“Doyun!”

“Oh, hyung! Did you run here?”

Hyung suddenly grabbed my wrist and said something unexpected.

“Don’t make any plans today, just go straight home.”

I did not have any other plans anyway, but when I could not hold back my curiosity and asked why, hyung did not answer right away. Only then did he seem to realize he had been holding my wrist the whole time and hurriedly let go, but I noticed his eyes were strangely unsteady in a way I had never seen before. He must have found the red lines left on his bound wrist from last night with Jinhoo hyung.

Just then, feeling awkward with each other, my phone started buzzing. The caller was Jinhoo hyung. My heart was pounding with excitement as I answered, and a brief announcement followed that he would come pick me up in front of the Art College within five minutes. My heart was beating like crazy. Sungmin hyung, who had been quietly watching me on the phone, apparently guessed it was Jinhoo hyung and asked,

“So it’s Jinhoo, huh? Is Gyuseok with you too?”

“I don’t know about that, but…”

“You’re going to go meet him?”

He asked me that in a serious tone all of a sudden. Just moments ago he had asked me not to make any plans and just go home, and now I had basically ignored that to his face. But if he had not told me why I should go home right away, then there was no reason for me to refuse Jinhoo hyung, who had personally come to pick me up.

“I was already grateful to hyung anyway… I’ll buy you a meal next time. Sorry.”

“…Get home safely.”

With a face full of drained energy, Sungmin hyung smiled bitterly. Looking at how he had run all the way to the front of the Art College, it seemed like he really had something to say to me… As guilt kept settling over my chest, I got the impression that hyung’s gaze knew everything.

How I was shamefully clinging to Jinhoo hyung and encouraging his cheating behavior.

When I went outside the building, an open-top car that drew everyone’s attention was parked right at the entrance to the Art College area. It was obviously a shiny new car, and a model from a brand so expensive they barely imported any into Korea. Jinhoo hyung, who matched that car perfectly, was sitting in the driver’s seat and gesturing to me. It felt like a scene from a car commercial.

“Wow! When did you buy this?”

“I came straight over after picking it up. You’re the first person I’ve ever taken for a ride.”

The questions I wanted to ask about why he had been so rough two days ago, why he had left without a word, and why he had not contacted me until now all melted away. The fact that I was the first person he had ever put in his car made me simply thrilled to the point of jumping. Even though it was an open-top car and the roof was open, I tossed away any thought that someone might see and hurriedly sat in the passenger seat, showering his lips with kisses.

“How’s your condition?”

“Still… a little sore. That’s why I was even thinking of skipping class.”

“So I told you not to get drunk in front of just anyone. I was a bit pissed off then too.”

“Yeah…”

The apology for that night of forceful, rough behavior ended this simply as my own fault. I did not care at all. I was too excited at being treated like the most important real lover, sitting right next to him on the very day he got his new car.

“I’m driving, so I can’t even drink today. Should we just go for a drive?”

“Sounds good!”

It was a secret relationship that I could not show off to anyone around me, but at this moment, I was truly happy.