Other Dicks Don't Taste Good
The daytime manager bastard pulled out a cigarette, handed it over, and flicked his lighter to give me a light. Then he stuck one in his own mouth and lit that too. Horny little fucker he might be, but at least the bastard knew how to show a hyung some respect.
Summer was here, so the tropical nights were starting to creep in—even at dawn the air felt thick and hot.
“Night shift’s rough, right, hyung?”
“Eh, it was at first. Manageable now.”
“I used to run nights myself, but we swapped with Jeonghun…”
He let the sentence trail off and took a deep drag. From the way he sucked on that cigarette, it was clear this bastard used to be the top dog among the underlings—until his thick skull got him thoroughly owned by Jeonghun and demoted.
“Jeonghun’s just that good at the job, so better to look on the bright side… Frankly, neither you nor I are exactly brain surgeons.”
That was the truth. Nights especially meant matching the number of pussies and juggling customer reservations; if your head didn’t spin fast enough, you were almost guaranteed to fuck something up. Even I only handled two or three pussies casually on Sundays. If they’d made me solo the weekends, I’d have been written off as a complete idiot. And this daytime manager bastard? Even on days he’d space out and once sent a designated customer meant for another girl straight to fucking Hyojin, getting thoroughly humiliated for it. Hand nights to a thick-skulled bastard like him and either he’d shove the wrong pussy onto one of Kkotnim’s designated clients and catch a knife from a pissed-off customer, or get stabbed by a girl for not covering the numbers—one or the other. Right now, though, the highest odds were him getting his jaw rearranged by Keun-hyeongnim for fucking the daytime girls.
“Well, yeah for me… but Keun-hyeongnim looks favorably on you, hyung… Originally he was going to send you to the OP, not me…”
“First I’m hearing of that.”
I’d figured hanging with these dick-sucking bastards over drinks would be boring as hell, but the unexpected info was solid. So the knife-scarred bastard looked favorably on me? But what the fuck was this OP talk?
“We’re prepping an OP right now. Hyung, seems like it’s gonna be pretty big. Don’t know the details, but he picked you so you’d learn the ropes and get sent over there.”
“Ah, so that’s why he looks favorably?”
“Yeah, but a few days ago he suddenly told me to prepare instead…”
“So do I have to go to days?”
“Not right away—it’ll take a few months to open… Then he’ll hire a new daytime guy or something… Days can be handled even if you’re dumb, hyung.”
Silver lining, fuck. If I dropped to days, all the bitches I’d been working on would go to waste—couldn’t fuck them anymore.
“Now I get what you mean… So since I’m not going to days or the OP and staying on nights…?”
“Yes… Learn well from Jeonghun, hyung.”
“He just nags me constantly, so I never got the feeling he liked me. Surprising…”
“That’s how the hyungs are… Stick around a bit and they start looking out for you.”
“How much do you make?”
Suddenly curious. Sounded like the fucker had been grinding a while.
“Two million now, hyung… When I move to the OP he promised three.”
Fuck, this bastard was pulling almost twice what I made.
“Fuck, that’s a lot. I get one-point-two…”
“I’ve been working three years, hyung… He’ll raise yours soon.”
“You’ve been here three years?”
Three years of grinding for two mil felt thin. Basically a three-hundred-thousand raise a year.
“Only been at this place a year, hyung… Guess you haven’t heard.”
“Nah.”
“Originally there was Alps Massage at Dongseo Shopping World… We cleaned that up and moved here.”
This fucking bastard had been sitting on a honey pot. He’d finished his cigarette, so I pulled out two of mine, stuck one in the fucker’s mouth, and lit it. Then I took another for myself and lit up.
“That Big Boss’s shop too?”
“There was one punk bastard he was partners with… That was his shop, hyung.”
“Partners?”
“Yeah, guess you haven’t heard a thing… Jeonghun’s always been tight-lipped…”
“Well, he only ever talks about girl groups…”
“That punk and him ran three places—here, Noble, Alps—then they split, cleaned house, and it became like this.”
“Noble was Keun-hyeongnim’s shop too?”
Had to be Jungmyeong-dong Noble, one of the four major handjob parlors. So Hyojin, who’d mentioned friends at Noble, worked there and followed Keun-hyeongnim over? Fuck, I remembered she’d only been at Eden half a year… Whatever. How the bitch got here wasn’t my business, so I let it go.
“Yeah. Originally Keun-hyeongnim had Noble, the punk had Eden, Dongpal hyung had Alps. Then they sold Alps, swapped Eden and Noble, and cleaned it up.”
“Fuck, that’s complicated.”
“Yeah, Keun-hyeongnim does a lot of business… You’ll learn gradually.”
Not like I wanted to know.
“It’s already past five—isn’t it rough heading to work?”
“I just sleep at the shop, hyung.”
What the fuck was this nonsense… Ah, right—for this bastard to open up he needed the key since no one else was around, so there had to be a way.
“Door was locked—can you get in?”
“Yeah. Key’s in the flower bed behind the Unyang Bulgogi place on the first floor… Elevator lobby side. Use that and take the stairs up.”
“There’s a chain and a separate lock outside—can you open it from out there?”
“Yeah, just slip the lock out through the gap. Hyung… It’s looser than it looks, opens fine now… Was tough at first…”
“Hearing a lot today.”
“Figured you’d already know, but since no one told you I feel a bit bad… Hyung, do you go to places like this?”
“Places like this? Nightlife?”
“Yes, hyung.”
“Well, I drop by now and then to drain the pipes… Mostly full service… Handjobs sometimes.”
True to form for a horny bastard, his face lit up the second the serious talk turned to fucking.
“You like bars too?”
This fucker clearly loved groping pussies’ asses and thighs at bars.
“Haven’t been many times…”
“Next time go with me. Hyung, no one to go with… Heh.”
“Yeah, sure… Anywhere as long as I can fuck.”
“Yes, hyung.”
Two cigarettes back-to-back left my mouth bitter. We headed back into the restaurant; I suddenly thought of something, but the fucker had already vanished into the floor-seating room. Should’ve asked if the CCTV recorded. The most important thing, fuck.
Inside the floor-seating room Jeonghun was still deep in conversation with the hyungs. I sat cross-legged, shoveled raw beef and soju into my mouth, and after a long while the dinner finally wrapped up.
Fuck, already seven.
The sun was high, and Keun-hyeongnim came out with a flushed face and grabbed the wheel.
“Jin-sik, get in.”
“Huh? Yes, hyung.”
The fucking bastard was about to drink-drive. No choice—I climbed into the front seat.
“Oedang-dong, right?”
“Yes, hyung—are you okay?”
“Fucking bastard, of course I’m okay, or not! Huh?”
“Ah, no. Hyung.”
The car took off. Dongpal hyung and Jeonghun disappeared from view. Ah, fuck—this meant the taxi fare to Dambi’s place was going to be huge. From the beef place it was basic fare, but from Oedang-dong it’d easily run seven or eight thousand won.
“Jin-sik, you got a girlfriend?”
“Huh? No. Hyung.”
“Fucking bastard, what’ve you been doing not making one at your age?”
I had official fucktoy Dambi, but if I brought that up now it wouldn’t end with just a jaw rearrangement.
“Just kinda ended up that way, hyung.”
“How’re the girls? Pain in the ass, right? Fucking bitches… That Nabi fucking bitch!”
Suddenly hyung slammed the wheel and cursed. Emotions must’ve boiled over.
“None that are too much yet, hyung.”
“Fuck, you’ll know when you have one… Remember hyung’s words? Huh?”
“Yes, hyung.”
What the hell was he about to spout now.
“Nothing dirtier than a pot-begging bitch… Know why?”
“…Not really, hyung.”
Wasn’t this the same shit he’d said last time? Fucking bastard repeating himself over and over.
“They keep shaking you down… Fucking bitches… You know why Jeonghun took nights? Originally gave it to that Hoyeol fucker.”
“Yes, hyung… Heard a bit when we were smoking earlier.”
“That bastard thinks it’s ’cause he’s dumb, but it’s not… The fucker keeps getting swayed, useless bastard… Look at Jeonghun—like no blood would come out if you stabbed him, fuck… Huh?”
“Yes, hyung.”
It wasn’t that no blood would come out—he was just completely uninterested, fucker. Seeing how he laughed and chatted with Kkotnim sometimes, his standards were just sky-high.
“Fucking bastard… If you keep giggling and losing focus, looking after this bitch that bitch, eventually you get stuck in the middle and die, huh? Jin-sik, you bastard, got it?”
“Yes, hyung.”
“You fucking bastard! What do you know? Get it straight, got it? Making mistakes and shit is all fine… I’m not saying that, fucking bastard! Huh!?”
“Yes, hyung.”
Ah, the bastard was drunk-ranting at me.
“Just remember this… Looking after this bitch that bitch, you die… Huh? Just stick that in your head.”
“Yes, hyung, got it.”
“Yeah, hyung’s trying to look out for you… Still, don’t act all stiff like that Jeonghun fucker… Just right in the middle of Hoyeol bastard… That’s best.”
“Yes, hyung.”
How much had this fucker drunk? Dialect seemed thicker than usual.
“Ah~ fuck! This sucks, Jin-sik, right?”
“Yes, hyung.”
“Fucking bastard, did you just say it sucks!?”
“Huh? No, hyung.”
Ah, I wanted to get out already.
“Taking good care of Dambi?”
“Yes, hyung.”
She’s already my fucktoy, fucker—taking special care, so mind your own business.
“Yeah… Girls like that are rare… Comes to work well… Doesn’t bitch… At first seemed distant, but better lately.”
“Yes, hyung.”
Dambi distant? You saw wrong, fucker.
“Since you’re same age, you connect more… Hold onto her well, fucking bastard, huh?”
“Yes, hyung.”
“Pureum… Keep an eye on her.”
“Huh? Yes, hyung.”
“Seems like her insides are noisy… Looks real tired, right? She’s struggling enough so make it easy for her.”
“Yes, hyung.”
“Fucking bastard, stop with the yes hyung, you bastard! Huh?!”
“Yes, hyung.”
A bit later hyung’s car stopped in front of the big mart in Oedang-dong.
“Fucking bastard, huh? This is Oedang-dong, right?”
“Huh? Yes, hyung.”
“Am I your fucking chauffeur, bastard—near here?”
“Yes, hyung.”
“Then walk, you bastard, huh?”
“Yes, hyung! Ate well today. Head in, hyung!”
“Yeah fuck, sleep well.”
“Yes, hyung.”
I got out, bowed ninety degrees, and watched hyung’s car disappear. Squatted down and quietly lit a cigarette. Bastard was drink-driving anyway, waiting at the crosswalk signal up ahead. Should just push him, fucker. Just heard a bunch of bullshit that cockblocked me from fucking pussies. What’s happier than dying stuck in the middle drowning in pussy? Ah, better hurry and pound Dambi’s pussy.
Once Keun-hyeongnim’s car was completely gone, I caught a taxi to Dambi’s place. Thought about stopping home, but going to that stinky house I’d just smoke more cigarettes. Arrived at Dambi’s, entered the door-lock code, heard the door open, and stepped in naturally. Then stripped completely naked, tossed the clothes on the sofa, and went to the bathroom to wash. Since it was summer the cigarette stench and sweat smell were strong, so even if I was going to suck and lick everything, minimal cleanliness before fucking was just manners.
Came out, roughly towel-dried, and headed to the bedroom with the bed. Entering the room, Dambi was naked in the center of the bed, spread-eagle with legs open, on her phone—caught my eye.
“Not asleep yet?”
“Yeah… Waiting for you, babe… Fuck me quick…”
Dambi lifted her hips a bit, folded her legs, pulled them tight to her belly, supporting with both arms, blatantly presenting her pussy.
“Fucking bitch… No precum even yet… Well, it’ll come once I start pounding.”
Climbed on the bed, pressed tight against Dambi’s body, and put my telephone-pole cock against her pussy.
“Ah… Fucking bitch, what the hell did you do? Why’s your pussy so wet?”
“Masturbated thinking of you… Fuck me…”
Wet my cockhead with Dambi’s pussy juice, got in position, and pushed my hips forward.
“Kr…”
“Hwaaang…”
“Ah… Fucking bitch, your pussy tastes fucking amazing…”
“Feels so good, babe…”
Grabbed each of Dambi’s tits, kneading them, slowly pushing hips forward then pulling back, savoring the pussy taste.
“Saw me groping Hyojin’s ass today…?”
“Hmm… Saw… Gonna fuck Hyojin with this cock…?”
“Yeah… Fuck her, play around roughly, then dump her… That bitch is fine for that…”
“Haang… Bastard… Gonna dump me too…?”
“Told you… Gonna fuck you for a long time… You’re my fucktoy, fucking bitch…”
“Pussy’s gonna burst, babe… Cock keeps getting bigger… Aaang…”
Lowered the hand kneading her tits, gripped her waist tight, and forcefully thrust my cock in. The bitch already had glazed eyes, completely gone.
“Kruk… Too tight, fucking bitch… Hyojin that bitch… With pussy this good I’d keep fucking her… Gotta try to know…”
“Hwaaang… Hmm… Once she tastes this cock… Hyojin won’t be able to leave you… Aaang… Feels so good…”
Lowered my head to look between her legs—white liquid mixed from cock and pussy juices was thickly coating, cock hair and pussy hair all matted and shiny.
“The way your pussy grips tight, you’re too good for handjob parlor work…”
“Uuung… Aaang… Don’t wanna, babe… Other dicks don’t taste good… Hmm…”
“The bastard who ate your pussy earlier was bad too…? Huh? Tell me…”
“Haang… Just pounded alone and came… Hmm… Useless bastard… Haaaang…”
Dambi’s pussy squeezed like it was gonna snap my cock off. Regardless of will, my hips bounced forward then pulled back, thrusting madly.
“Kruk… Hrk…”
“Haaaang… Hmm… Aaaang… Hrrk… Aaaang… Hwaaang…”
I sensed the orgasm rising. Put strength in my arms, gripped Dambi’s waist like breaking it, and thrust like piercing her pussy.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Kruk… Cumming… Cumming, fucking bitch!”
“Haaaang…! Hmm…! Cum in me, babe…! Uuung…!”
Suddenly lower body stiffened with force, and from deep inside something powerfully erupted. Moved the hands gripping her waist to cup her ass and pull her tight against me. The fucking bitch released her legs, wrapped them around my back, and shoved her mouth in for a deep kiss. My cum filled Dambi’s pussy, moistly soaking my cock.
“Hoo…”
“Ha…”
Pulled my tongue from Dambi’s mouth and lay side by side catching breath. Soon the fucking bitch sat up and carefully gave my telephone-pole cock a deepthroat clean-up.
“Come to think of it, we’ve fucked a lot but I haven’t gotten service.”
Dambi cleaned all the pussy juice off my cock with her mouth, swallowed it down her throat, then wiped the drool with her hand.
“Wanna get some, babe?”
Like she’d service right now.
“Not here… Atmosphere’s not right.”
“Pfft… Then at the shop? Like Hyojin?”
“Yeah… Rooms 7 and 8 have bathtubs… Doing it there seems good…”
“Bastard, you’re a total pervert, huh?”
“Fuck, always hear that from Hyojin… Heh.”
“I don’t care… If you want it, say so, babe.”
“There’s something bugging me, so once it’s clear I’ll tell you.”
Earlier the daytime manager fucker saying he slept at the shop made me a bit uneasy. If after closing with the pussies someone used the key to open the door, no escape—caught red-handed. If I didn’t know I’d just do it, but with valuable info I needed a plan before fucking pussies at the shop.
Slowly sat up, pulled a cigarette from Dambi’s pack on the nightstand, stuck it in my mouth, and quietly lit it. The bitch also took one, used my cigarette as lighter to light hers.
“What’s bugging you?”
“Just… Heard at the dinner that they leave a key… Shop key…”
“Then just take the shop key yourself?”
“Hmm? But fuck… Yeah, after everyone clocks out and I say I’m sleeping, call you over to fuck, no sudden intrusion… Leave it again when going down after the room.”
“Worrying about everything, heh… Want it that bad at the shop?”
“Thrill, y’know… Fun too… ’Cause I’m a pervert, heh.”
“Still be careful… Boss has hit managers before, right? If you get hit…”
“Yeah… Gotta be careful… Seems he does pretty big business, sticking around might get some crumbs…”
“Don’t overdo it… This is all you need, babe…”
Dambi flicked my softened cock with her finger.
“You like this cock more than me?”
“Heh, yeah.”
“Fuck, she likes it more. You like that, fucker?”
Smacked the telephone-pole cock with my palm.
“’Cause it’s yours… Like it more…”
The bitch spat on the cigarette to put it out, tossed it in the ashtray, then opened wide and sucked the telephone-pole cock hard.
“Fuck, no deep sleep today either… Yeah, let’s fuck our fill, Yeong-eun.”
“Hmm.”
The horny pair started fucking again just minutes after, poured all energy into cock and pussy, then passed out like fainting.
“Cigarette?”
“Yeah.”
Got out of the taxi, pulled a cigarette, stuck it in Dambi’s mouth, and lit it with the lighter. Used the bitch’s cigarette as a lighter, stuck one in my own mouth and lit up.
“After work I’ll go home, pack some stuff and come… Might be late.”
“Yeah… I’ll wait.”
“Sleep… Haven’t slept properly lately… Now I’ll always be next to you…”
“Still… It’s the first day…”
“Fuck, people would think it’s our wedding night.”
“Hehe.”
After the dinner with the hyungs, after ten days of pondering, I’d decided to cohabit with Dambi. Being able to fuck Dambi’s pussy anytime anywhere was a plus, but that was the same whether we cohabited or not. Two hundred thousand in rent plus a few more in utilities felt wasteful, and home visits had drastically dropped, so I decided on the side. That money could get two full fucks or three handjobs. That was the core.
“Anyway… Today’s Friday so it’ll be busy—sleep even a bit… I’ll wake you when I arrive.”
“Yeah… Okay… On the day off go to Mokseong-mot?”
“Yeah, let’s hit that cafe again.”
“Yeah~”
Tossed the butt anywhere, gestured Dambi ahead, squatted and chain-smoked. Fuck, at this rate I’d die of lung cancer before fucking any more pussies. Crushed the cigarette on the asphalt and spat to put it out. Casually turned my head and saw a familiar pussy face approaching from afar. Hmm… Who. Watched unsure; as the brightly smiling approaching bitch got clearer, Eun-ha’s face became distinct. If she were pretty I’d have recognized her from far off, but Eun-ha wasn’t that level.
“Oppa.”
“Oh, heading to work now?”
Fucking bitch redid her hair… Yellowish tint made her look like a party girl who fucked a lot.
“Dyed it?”
“Huh? Yeah~ Hehe.”
Stood up, pulled two cigarettes, gestured; Eun-ha took one and I lit it. Then took one myself and lit up. Fuck, my cigarettes.
“Not with Hyojin today?”
“No, coming a bit later… Ah! Oppa?”
“Yeah?”
“Free after work today?”
“Well, always free… Why?”
“Then wanna grab food with Hyojin?”
I’d like that but… Wait.
“You’re buying the good stuff? Like you said before?”
“Yeah, hehe.”
“Then can we go just us two without Hyojin?”
“Huh? Ah…”
Eun-ha’s face looked very flustered. But I couldn’t back down, fuck—if I took Hyojin I’d definitely end up in an awkward situation. After fucking, sharing a table wouldn’t be late. If the fucking bitch drank and spouted bullshit about jerking me off, I wouldn’t be able to stick cock in the ready pussy. She only said she’d interfere verbally and never had, but high chance of throwing shade at the critical moment, that bitch.
“If it’s burdensome, let’s go with Hyojin…”
Looked at Eun-ha’s eyes pleadingly.
“Ah… No, just us two… Oppa.”
“Yeah, then call or text when done.”
“Yes, oppa~”
Tossed the cigarette anywhere, walked side by side with Eun-ha spouting useless bullshit, and arrived at Eden. Looks like I’d get to Dambi’s place real late today.