What He Had Been Hiding
The woman's place was far larger than Min-ho's one-room—two rooms, and a living room besides.
"Make yourself comfortable. I'll only be a minute."
She turned toward the kitchen. Every time the silk robe shifted, the line of her body showed clean through.
Min-ho sat on the sofa. His heart was still hammering.
He looked around the living room. One wall was papered with AV posters, famous titles among them.
"Oh—I never even introduced myself."
Her voice drifted out of the kitchen.
"I'm Han Ji-young. I work freelance."
"I'm Jeong Min-ho. I work in an office."
"I know. I've seen you in the hallway now and then."
Ji-young came out with two glasses of wine and sat down beside him. A faint scent rose from the robe.
"Cheers."
The glasses touched. Min-ho drank carefully.
"Are you nervous, Min-ho?"
"A... a little."
"It's all right. I don't bite."
Ji-young laughed, and her hand brushed lightly against his.
"But there is something I'm curious about."
"Yes?"
"Why do you only ever go around in clothes that thick? Hardly anyone dresses like that these days."
Color climbed into Min-ho's face.
"It's just... a habit."
"Are you hiding something?"
Ji-young's eyes sharpened.
"I've been in this line of work a long time. I know how to read people."
"What line of work?"
"AV scouting. You saw the posters on that wall, didn't you? I cast most of those."
Min-ho startled. She leaned in closer.
"Be honest with me, Min-ho. You're hiding something, aren't you?"
"I... I'm just..."
"I saw you in the hallway earlier. You covered it with your bag, but it didn't look ordinary."
Her hand slid up onto his thigh.
"Will you show me?"
He couldn't breathe. He felt he ought to refuse, but no words would come.
"It's all right. We're adults. If we're both curious, we look."
Her hand climbed slowly higher and settled over his jeans.
"Oh my..."
Ji-young's eyes went wide.
"Is this... how you usually are?"
"Yes..."
"That's incredible..."
She began to undo his belt. Min-ho couldn't bring himself to stop her.
The jeans came down, and his briefs were bared—already straining, swollen taut inside the cloth.
"And when you're fully hard..."
"About thirty centimeters..."
Ji-young's breath caught and held.
"Thirty centimeters? Truly?"
Slowly, she drew the briefs down. He sprang free.
He wasn't fully erect yet, but it already looked to be past twenty centimeters.
"This is... I can't believe it..."
She touched him with her hand. In that instant he went completely hard, swelling past thirty centimeters until he was enormous in her grip.
"Oh my God..."
Words failed her. She had spent more than ten years in the industry, and never once had she seen a size like this.
"Min-ho... this is world-class. No. This may be the best in the world."
She tried to close both hands around him. Even both of them couldn't encompass it. The girth was staggering.
"Why have you lived all this time with it hidden? This is... a treasure."
"I was... ashamed..."
"What is there to be ashamed of? You ought to be proud."
Ji-young stood and let the robe fall. A perfect body came into view.
"You don't have any experience, do you, Min-ho?"
"No... not even once..."
"Then I'll teach you."
She knelt in front of him and opened her mouth.
At a sensation he had never felt in his life, Min-ho's whole body trembled. Warm, and soft.
"Nnh..."
"Shh... feel it. Slowly..."
But his size was a challenge even for her. She couldn't take so much as half.
"It's really... incredible..."
Ji-young stopped and got to her feet.
"Min-ho, let's go to the bed."
The two of them moved into the bedroom. She lay back on the bed.
"Come up. Slowly."
Trembling, he climbed over her.
"It's your first time, so I'll lead."
She took hold of him and set him at her entrance.
"Slowly... come in very, very slowly."
Min-ho pushed with his hips. A hot, tight space closed around him.
"Nnh—wait, wait..."
Ji-young caught his hips and stopped him. He wasn't even halfway in, and already she was at her limit.
"You're too... big. I need time to adjust."
"I'm sorry..."
"No. I mean it in a good way. This is really... special."
A few minutes passed, and she began, slowly, to move her hips.
"Now... try coming in a little farther..."
Carefully, Min-ho pressed deeper.
When he had gone in about two-thirds of the way, a moan slipped out of her.
"Right there... I can't take any more than that..."
"All right..."
"Now... move..."
He began to move on instinct—slowly at first, then faster.
"Ah... Min-ho... that's good..."
Her moans grew louder, and he felt himself losing all sense of reason. But it also felt as though he would finish far too soon.
"Ji-young... I... I'm about to..."
"It's all right... just let go..."
A few seconds later, for the first time in thirty-two years, Min-ho reached his peak with a woman.
"Hah..."
They lay on the bed, both of them gasping.
"You're incredible, Min-ho."
Ji-young said it as she caught her breath.
"Your first time, and already this..."
She looked down at him. Astonishingly, he was still hard.
"Oh my... again already?"
"I don't know either..."
"And the recovery is this good. This is really..."
She sat up.
"Min-ho, I'm going to be sincere with you. You need to come into this industry."
"But I..."
"Something like yours is truly rare. No—there's nothing else like it. The size is one thing, but the firmness, the recovery... everything is perfect."
Ji-young took his hand.
"Think about it. A gift like this is far too precious to let go to waste."
"But I embarrass so easily, and..."
"That can be practiced. I'll teach you."
She climbed back on top of him.
"For tonight, though... let's practice a little more."
The second round began, and this one ran longer. Little by little, Min-ho started to find his composure. They tried all kinds of positions—Ji-young above him, from the side, from behind...
"Min-ho... you're really something..."
She climaxed again and again. He reached his second peak as well.
When they finally came to a stop, the clock stood at midnight.
"Hah... tonight, really..."
Ji-young lay there, her body slick with sweat.
"I can't believe it. An experience like this... I've never had one."
"Neither have I..."
"Min-ho."
She looked at him, and the playfulness was gone.
"Can you come to my office tomorrow? There are people I want you to meet."
"What kind of people?"
"Agency people. People who can make you a star."
Min-ho hesitated.
"Give me a day to think."
"All right. But don't brood on it too long. Chances like this... don't come around often."
The next morning, Min-ho woke in his own place. The night before felt like a dream.
But the feeling left in his body proved it had been real—a body that had known a woman for the first time.
A message from Ji-young was waiting on his phone.
He turned it over for a long time.
Could I... really do this?
He had spent thirty-two years hiding. Was it right, now, to bring it into the light?
And yet last night had been astonishing. The feeling of being alive. The feeling of being someone another person needed.
Min-ho made up his mind.
He sent the reply.
Two in the afternoon. Min-ho stood before an office building near Gangnam Station.
He was still wearing jeans cut loose through the rise, but something in him was no longer quite the same.
Just once... I'll try.
He took the elevator up to the twelfth floor. A sign hung beside the door.
He opened the door, and Ji-young welcomed him with open warmth.
"Min-ho! Thank you for coming."
Today she wore a business suit—a professional air, nothing like the night before.
"Have a seat. There's someone I'd like you to meet."
From the inner office a woman emerged, elegant, and by the look of her in her early forties.
"I'm Choi Seo-yoon, CEO of Venus Entertainment."
"Hello, Jeong Min-ho. I've heard a great deal about you from Ji-young."
Seo-yoon offered her hand.
"Please, sit. Let's talk."
The three of them settled onto the sofa.
"Min-ho, I received a video from Ji-young."
"A video?"
He startled.
"Last night... you filmed it?"
"Don't worry. Your face isn't in it. Only your body. In this industry, that's a portfolio."
It was Ji-young who explained.
Seo-yoon took out a tablet and showed him. His face truly never appeared. His body did—and the size of him, especially, was perfectly clear.
"Honestly, at first I thought it had been edited. I couldn't believe it."
Seo-yoon smiled.
"But seeing you in person... it's real."
Her gaze dropped toward his lap. Even through the loose jeans, something seemed to register.
"Min-ho, would you consider signing with our company? I'll give you a signing bonus of a hundred million won."
"A hundred million won?"
His mouth fell open.
"Yes. And the appearance fee is separate, per title. There are incentives based on views as well."
"But I... I don't have any experience..."
"That can be learned. What matters is physical ability. And you, Min-ho... were born with it."
Seo-yoon held out a business card.
"I'll give you a week. Think it over, then contact me."
He took the card.
A hundred million won... more than twice my yearly salary...
"And, Min-ho."
Seo-yoon said it as she rose.
"This is nothing to be ashamed of. It's respectable work—work that gives people pleasure."
Min-ho nodded.
After he left the office, Ji-young followed him out.
"Well, Min-ho? What do you think?"
"I don't really know yet..."
"That's all right. Take your time. But..."
She took his hand.
"You won't regret it. I promise."
Walking home, he sank into thought.
A new world. A new chance. And a worth of his own, found at last after thirty-two years.
Should I... try it?
The moment of decision was drawing near.