The Boar's Feast and Bound Cheeks
The cold stream water, carving its way down from the dense rainforest atop the mountain, widened into a respectable brook as it reached the flatlands. Lee Seong-un had burned through a ton of energy hauling and butchering the wild boar, but the sight of that glistening fat and vibrant red meat made his fatigue vanish in an instant.
A few more uses and it'll be done for. He glanced down at the sashimi knife he'd salvaged from the beach in his second year on the island. Honed and polished thousands of times, its blade had worn down to something as thin and short as a utility knife. Rather than fuss over what to craft with it before it snapped, right now the butchered meat took priority.
Should've made salt consistently if I knew it'd come to this. He'd considered salting or smoking meat before, but bitter memories of failed attempts—and the disasters that followed—came flooding back. Taking more than he could eat meant it'd spoil midway, and the stench would draw beasts or swarms of insects for sure.
After scrubbing the grease, flesh, and blood from his body in the stream, Baek Jin-ah handed him a still-damp towel.
"Does it hurt a lot...?"
"You asking 'cause you don't know?"
"Ahaha..."
"You laughing?"
The coconut she'd chucked had stopped the bleeding ages ago, but his forehead still throbbed. Did I really need to take that hit? Truth be told, he could've dodged the empty coconut Baek Jin-ah hurled with ease. Just drop the boar off his shoulder. But doing that would've left Lee Seo-hee—who was struggling behind him with the boar's hind leg—wide open to getting crushed and seriously hurt.
Not that he gave a shit if Lee Seo-hee got mangled, but he hadn't even properly played with her yet. No point in her breaking now.
"And the ointment and bandages I'm using are expensive, top-shelf stuff, so no scar..."
Baek Jin-ah, left alone on the beach, glanced at the bag by her feet, then pulled a pitiful, apologetic face like she was begging forgiveness.
"Cut the bullshit. Wipe me down."
"Ah, yes!"
Far from grimacing in disgust, Baek Jin-ah—terrified of being cast out—hurriedly wiped the water from his body with gusto.
Getting luckier by the day. At this rate, rescue'll come any second. Even if unintentional, today he'd bagged a wild boar, and Baek Jin-ah had found her own drifted bag on the beach to boot. The contents inside shamed the boar's value—way beyond expectations. T-shirts, tank tops, underwear, two towels, unopened packaged chocolate, and a hefty stack of energy bars.
The modern conveniences were a welcome sight after so long, but the real jackpot was the first-aid kit and bandages. In the modern world, a minor cut got ointment and a bandage, no big deal. On a deserted island, any wound could be life-threatening.
"Why'd you stop wiping?"
She'd done a fine job on his upper body but hesitated below his navel. At his heavy command, she mumbled a weak reply and started on his crucial lower half. The towel was already soaked, so it was just blotting water, but watching Baek Jin-ah hustle at his single word nearly made him burst out laughing.
He stopped her as she offered to rinse the towel.
"Too late. Rinse it in the cave. And open the bag—put some meat in."
"Huh? In the bag...?"
"Wanna starve?"
Without retort, she shifted her stuff to the side pockets and packed the butchered meat inside.
"Carry it."
"Y-yes..."
"What, got a problem?"
"No... not that, but. You found my bag and all... it's my stuff, so maybe give it to Seo-hee instead..."
She trailed off, emphasizing ownership while glancing at Lee Seo-hee. He pretended to fiddle with the swollen, bandaged spot on his forehead.
"...I'll carry it."
Realizing her protests would get ignored anyway, Baek Jin-ah shouldered the bag with obvious sulkiness. In exchange, he dumped all the odds and ends on Lee Seo-hee, finally exhaling in smug satisfaction at the even split.
Under the deserted island sky where the sun still hung. He prepped dinner a bit early today. He sliced the boar's belly fat into grill-ready strips atop broad palm leaves serving as a cutting board.
"Hey, Baek Jin-ah."
Just calling her name had her skewering the sliced boar meat onto sticks.
"Hands clean?"
"Yes. Scrubbed 'em good."
"Why the grin?"
"'Cause it's been forever since I've had meat."
On this island, it'd been lobster and coconut crabs... wait, Baek Jin-ah hadn't tried the lobster, had she? Anyway, after endless seafood, the joy of greasy boar meat kept her smiling as she threaded it diligently.
The belly fat done, he moved to extract meat from the foreleg. Lee Seo-hee, quick on the uptake, pulled the boar's foreleg from the bag.
"H-here."
Having tasted the island's terror firsthand today, Lee Seo-hee still looked dazed but had mostly recovered, pitching in on chores astutely.
"What about the leftover meat?"
At her question about the bait scraps in the bag, he ordered her to wrap them in palm leaves and bury them.
She pulled a slightly annoyed face but, like Baek Jin-ah, obeyed without gripe—probably thrilled at the prospect of meat.
"Seo-hee. Wash the bag clean and dry it."
"Who the fuck do you think you are?"
Whatever spat between the bitches. He stripped as much meat as possible from the foreleg, piled it on a clamshell, and jammed the two remaining bones deep into the ground near the fire. The fire's gentle heat would seep in, rendering out the fat for a lean, exquisite flavor.
Prep done, he and the two sat by the fire, waiting for the boar meat on the clamshell to cook. The savory aroma of rendered fat whetted appetites as time passed, but he insisted on fully charring it to that reddish-brown—no risks. Snatching a piece too soon could mean parasites.
"Uh, when can we eat?"
"It's good now, right?"
"Eat if you wanna get infested with parasites."
They grimaced at "parasites" but eyed the roasting meat with disgust-tinged longing.
"If you're pissed, just—"
"That's not it!"
"We'll wait a bit more!"
Lee Seo-hee and Baek Jin-ah cut him off before he could finish. Pride tossed aside before the meaty scent, they rationalized that parasites probably burned off anyway—swallowing hard while chattering.
Back in the cave after cleanup, Lee Seo-hee leaned against the wall, rubbing her full belly. Baek Jin-ah approached the mattress, like she had something to say.
"It's getting chilly at night. Can I maybe wear clothes?"
"Do what you want."
"R-really?"
He snapped that if she was gonna question it, then don't. Grateful, she fetched the t-shirt hung outside and slipped it on.
...Fuck, that's hot.
Seeing Baek Jin-ah return, his dormant cock stirred. The thin white cotton clung just enough to faintly outline the black one-piece swimsuit beneath. Unintentionally, her massive tits stretched the shirt taut, turning the hem into an impromptu crop top, floating up.
Just a loose tee over her swimsuit, yet it looked way lewder than swimsuit alone. He wanted to grab her hand and drag her outside right then—but blood rushing south made his bruised forehead throb harder.
Fuck. I wanna do it. Shove my dick in her mouth and bust...
Might as well jerk off through the pain. Or get a blowjob. But the throbbing only worsened.
"Hey, you two sleeping?"
"Ah. Hold on."
Swallowing deep pain and regret, Baek Jin-ah got the hint, fetching the vine rope he'd woven and turning with her hands behind her back.
"Ah... such a hassle..."
Lee Seo-hee grumbled too but stepped up before he spoke, mimicking Baek Jin-ah with hands clasped behind.
Wanna slide my cock between those cheeks. Baek Jin-ah's plump ass on the left looked like it'd envelop him softly; Lee Seo-hee's petite one beside it begged for a squeeze. If picking one...
As he pondered while binding their wrists, a flash of inspiration hit.
"You two. Stack your asses."
"...Pardon?"
"Stack...? What're you talking about?"
Ignoring their confusion, he grabbed their hips and pressed. A wet smack echoed long through the cave.
"Ah, fuck, that's nasty..."
"What? Piss yourself again?"
Lee Seo-hee snapped low and sharp; Baek Jin-ah fired back coolly, no expected flare-up.
"Both of you shut your traps and stack those asses."
"Wait, why all sudden? Huh?"
"Tell us the reason at lea—"
At their demands for explanation, he whipped out his throbbing cock instead.
"Get it now? Stack 'em."
Baek Jin-ah's fat ass and Lee Seo-hee's tight one slowly met.
"...If you're gonna do it, hurry up."
"There, happy...?"
Despite their sassy mouths, the displaced ass flesh quivered elastically.