Taekjoo scrunched his nose in disgust. Only then did Zhenya come to his senses. He stared down at his hand, stunned by what he’d just done. Of all asses to covet, a man’s? Zhenya asked himself. He was so baffled by himself, he couldn’t help but laugh. There was nothing special about it. It was a man’s ass, for crying out loud. It couldn’t possibly be the reason his mouth felt parched, the reason he felt so thirsty.
“Try pulling that shit on me one more time, and I’ll kill you.”
Taekjoo growled, shoving Zhenya’s hand off. Zhenya simply grinned, laughing at himself.
Taekjoo had finished once. He let go of Louise since he wanted nothing more from her. Louise was drained. She didn’t move and stayed still for a bit. Taekjoo took a chug of vodka straight from the bottle. It didn’t help the thirst, but he kept drinking anyway. Vodka trickled down his neck and chest in thin streams. Taekjoo sat down, leaning against a wall. Louise shifted closer and rested her head on his thigh. Taekjoo didn’t say anything but just passed her the vodka.
She reached for the bottle—but Zhenya yanked her back by the ankle.
“Give me ten minutes. Let me rest for just ten minutes.”
Louise spoke in a hoarse voice. Her voice was caught between a plea and a complaint. But Zhenya simply grinned and pulled her even closer. Louise kept mumbling, ten minutes, but as soon as Zhenya sucked on her breasts, she gave in and giggled. He licked the thick streak of cum along her side. Louise just laughed, feeling ticklish, but Taekjoo grimaced while watching. Their eyes met—just for a second.
Taekjoo ignored him. He deliberately gave no reaction. Taekjoo was thinking of what to do while the two were at it. Should he take a shower? Yes, his mind and body would feel better once he had taken a shower. Then, he would go to sleep right away. He didn’t care if they fucked or put on a circus all night. He had humored them enough in their wantonness.
Taekjoo stood up, thinking so.
“Oh!”
Louise let out a soft yelp as she collapsed onto Taekjoo. She was practically thrown at him. Taekjoo had no choice but to catch her in his arms. It took him a moment to realize what was happening. After pushing Louise to Taekjoo out of nowhere, Zhenya lifted the woman’s legs. Her weight shifted forward, pressing him down with the full force of her upper body. Zhenya folded Louise in half and rammed his massive cock inside her. As the huge thing paved its way inside the woman, Taekjoo, pinned beneath, felt every inch of pressure as Zhenya drove in. He couldn’t understand what this crazy bastard was thinking.
“Ah, ah... Mmmhh—ah!”
Untamed moans rang in Taekjoo’s ears. Whenever Louise moved, Taekjoo felt it vividly. The movement was delivered directly to him. When Zhenya’s thighs touched Louise’s ass cheeks, Taekjoo flinched. Zhenya buried himself to the base and let out a ragged breath. The position made him look a lot bigger.
He couldn’t seriously mean to—Taekjoo’s eyes flickered with disbelief, sensing something awful coming. Almost at the same time, Zhenya’s lips drew a devilish smile. Taekjoo tried to push Louise off him, but Zhenya didn’t allow even a bit of space to come between them. He pulled back—and slammed in again. He began pounding deep. With every thrust, Louise’s body was pushed back, pushing Taekjoo as well and hitting his head against the wall.
“Ah, ah... It’s—it’s too—ah!”
Louise was losing her grip on herself. The pleasure was so intense that she was seeing flashing lights. Her moans turned into borderline screams as she thrashed uncontrollably. Taekjoo couldn’t fathom where her strength was coming from, but the woman, lost in her bliss, crushed him beneath her, over and over. Zhenya didn’t care. He just kept digging in deep. Zhenya’s thrusts were so brutal, it felt like Taekjoo was the one being fucked. When the distance between him and the bastard maniac closed in, Taekjoo felt like he was violated somewhere deep, behind his navel. Even his crotch throbbed from the overwhelming sensation.
Taekjoo pushed Zhenya to get out of the situation. Well, that was what he was attempting to do, but Zhenya was faster. He grasped Taekjoo’s wrists and wrenched both furious arms. Taekjoo tried everything to free himself, but he was no match for the monstrous strength. The trembling wrists were finally pinned against the wall. Now that Zhenya had blocked all of Taekjoo’s movement, he started pounding hard.
“You fucking—!”
“Mmmhh, ahhhh!”
Just as Taekjoo started cussing, Louise started moaning like her life depended on it. She even held onto Taekjoo’s thighs to stop herself from slipping. Taekjoo was helpless against the couple rushing toward their ecstasy. He glared at Zhenya, his eyes full of anger. shot Zhenya a furious glare. Zhenya didn’t flinch. Their eyes locked, and the tension snapped taut. In fact, Zhenya hadn’t taken his eyes off Taekjoo—not even before it all began.
Fucking crazy bastard. What the hell does he want?
Taekjoo looked away, but Zhenya’s gaze persisted. Zhenya’s face twisted from the intensity, but his eyes never left Taekjoo. The more he pounded, the more Taekjoo felt like his nonexistent hole was being penetrated. It was a strange experience. They were both men, but Zhenya’s body was so big it was enough to intimidate Taekjoo. Taekjoo felt like might burst—come apart into something shapeless.
He’s gonna eat you alive. Taekjoo’s instincts screamed it, flashing red like flares. He felt like his vision blurred. There was no way to think straight in a situation this absurd.
Louise was gushing and dripping down there, and Zhenya’s giant cock kept driving into her, squelching loud enough to echo. Taekjoo was forced to hear all of it.
The deep, hard thrusts repeated over and over—Zhenya pulling all the way back, then driving in again. Sometimes the cock slipped, missing its target entirely. It had already slammed its thick head into Taekjoo’s knees and thighs more than once. It pounded with a force that felt like it could dig a hole where there wasn’t one. A few times, Zhenya did it on purpose, brushing the flushed, swollen tip against Taekjoo’s thighs. Every time Taekjoo was about to protest the suspicious movement, Zhenya acted like he didn’t know what Taekjoo was complaining about.
Zhenya was making fun of Taekjoo, playing with him like a toy. He knew how to violate someone without directly touching them. Yes, Louise was there between them, he wasn’t pounding her body—he was pounding Taekjoo’s pride. Lying there, letting Zhenya shake him, Taekjoo felt more humiliated than actually being fucked in the behind.
“Ah, mmmhh! Ha, ha—aaaahhh!”
Louise struggled to breathe, and soon enough, with a loud thump, Zhenya fell on Louise as she shook like she was electrocuted. Zhenya pulled out right after. His cock, denied its release, throbbed in protest. Zhenya put it against Taekjoo’s thigh and began rubbing it hard. The cock—its tip twitching like it had a will of its own—erupted, and Zhenya’s grip on Taekjoo’s arms tightened.
“Ah….”
Thick cum shot up in the air. Taekjoo turned his face away instantly, but he couldn’t avoid it getting on his eyelids. The viscous fluid slowly trickled down the side of Taekjoo’s face. Zhenya didn’t let go of his wrists until then.
“Oops... My bad.”
He grinned, muttering something that didn’t even resemble an apology. Taekjoo stared death at Zhenya. Cum clung to his eyelid and seeped into his eye, turning the whole area red. Taekjoo clenched his jaw so hard that veins started popping up visibly. His hands balled into tight fists, shaking with rage.
He promised himself that someday, he would kill Zhenya with his own hands.