Wet Point: Chapter 4.12

“Clothes.”

That was what the man said the moment he got into the car. Yi-an paused, then checked his lower body. It seemed the clothes he had changed into were the problem.

“It was… hot… so I changed. I… I left it safely at home. I, I’ll go get it. Just a moment… Eut!”

The man grabbed Yi-an’s wrist as he was about to secretly open the door and get out. Then, as if he didn’t need to hear the rest, he pulled Yi-an’s hand and dragged him toward him. He lifted Yi-an, who had slumped onto his thick thighs, back up and laid him down, staring intently at the white nape of his neck where beads of sweat had formed. His wet gaze crept up Yi-an’s neckline, as if licking it.

“Is it hot? Baby is sensitive to the heat… I didn’t know that and dressed him in this shit. Ah. I’m such a fucking asshole, right?”

“Huh… No? No! Heuh…! That’s not it!”

The clothes were stripped off in the blink of an eye. The stretched-out T-shirt fell to the floor, and the stained pants hung at the ankles. It was just as the man was grabbing the remaining pair of underwear and trying to pull it all the way down that Yi-an grabbed his wrist, breathing heavily.

“Heuk! Wait a minute! In front! There’s someone right in front…!”

The man’s subordinate was driving in the driver’s seat right in front of Yi-an. He was staring straight ahead in a rigid posture, as if Yi-an did not exist, but regardless, another person was occupying a proper space. If things continued like this, it seemed like a natural progression that he would be stripped of all his clothes and penetrated from below.

“Another person? Fuck. This has been going on since last time…….”

“Aheut……!”

Yi-an was now practically sprawled out on the back seat. The man paid no heed to Yi-an acting pitifully and pulled down even his underwear. His unrestrained hands knocked the pants dangling from his ankles to the floor.

As Yi-an, stripped naked in an instant, instinctively curled up, the man grabbed his pink knees with each hand and spread them outward. At the sudden movement, his shriveled testicles and penis dangled. The hole beneath them, which had been closed, opened wide as if it had never been closed, exposing its bright red flesh.

The man, who had been staring down intently at the trembling mucous membranes exposed between the trembling thighs, pushed up his clutched knee and muttered.

“I should have known sooner. I guess you like doing it with three people?”

“What?”

Yi-an could not understand what the man was saying at all. Not daring to close his spread legs, he trembled helplessly and asked back. With his legs spread wide like a frog being dissected, he racked his brain with a face full of anxiety, trying to interpret the words the man had spat out.

I prefer doing it with three people… … He’s going to do it with three? Three people… …

“Ah! Heuh, no, noo!”

A sudden realization struck like a flick of flint in his head, which had been creaking and unresponsive for a moment. The ‘three’ the man had pointed to must have included Yi-an, the man himself, and… the subordinate, who was driving. If he did not deny it, he might inevitably drag the person in the driver’s seat in here, just as he had put chocolate inside himself. Truly, his will would be completely disregarded, and he would end up having a threesome.

“Unbelievable. You keep glancing at the bastard in front of you. Like you want to hook up with him. Fuck. Just because you have two pussies, you act all cocky.”

Meanwhile, the subordinate in the front seat remained completely motionless. He was quietly absorbed in driving, as if the partition separating the front and back seats had somehow divided time and space. He did not even glance at the rearview mirror.

“No, heuh, I, I don’t want to! It’s not like that! It’s a misunderstanding! Aheut!”

It was absurd. Just taking in the man was overwhelming enough. If he took someone else in at the same time, his holes and insides would be torn apart. Yi-an, unable to even squirm his naked body, only fluttered his eyelashes helplessly.

The man looked down at the terrified Yi-an and ostentatiously unbuckled his pants. Then, he hooked his fingers onto the waistband of his drawers and pulled them straight down. As if waiting for this moment, a heavy, erection popped out with ‘twoong’. It was still ridiculously huge and menacing, to the point of being repulsive.

But right now, Yi-an could not afford to be terrified of such a cock. If he was not careful, he would end up having to take another penis on top of that one. As soon as that thought crossed his mind, a stinging sensation surged through his lower and pussy holes, as if they were being torn apart. He had to keep his mouth busy to somehow escape this crisis.

“I, I want to do it with just the two of us.”

“Just the two of us?”

Wet Point: Chapter 4.13

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