The Feeling Comes
The feeling came.
Cold asphalt clung to his cheek.
Tae-hyun opened his eyes. A hazy streetlamp, graffiti scrawled across the wall, a toppled trash can — the alley was familiar.
"Nngh…"
The moment he tried to push himself up, his lower back trembled as if it might snap. The muscles along the insides of his thighs spasmed on their own, and something deep in his belly ached with a hollow throb, as if someone had wrung whatever was inside him completely dry. His groin was worse. A needling pain kept stabbing up through his balls without pause, and the root of his cock felt wrung out like laundry.
"Fuck… what is this…"
He braced against the wall and barely got to his feet. His legs shook so badly his knees kept buckling.
"A dream. It was a dream."
He muttered it out loud. He wanted to believe it that badly.
"I dozed off working overtime and had a nightmare. Getting used by some woman, dragged to a police station, dying — does that even make sense? There's no way that's real."
Then why did it hurt this much?
The alley floor reeked of the sewer, cigarette butts scattered across the concrete. Too vivid. A dream wouldn't smell like this. Tae-hyun shook his head hard. No. It wasn't.
He shoved the thought out of his head by force. Overwork. Just overwork. Go home, sleep, and it would all be fine. He had a report to give in the morning, too, and he stuffed his mind with practical worries on purpose.
He pulled out his phone and lit the screen. One ten in the morning. The exact hour he'd gotten off work yesterday. Gooseflesh prickled up the back of his neck, but Tae-hyun insisted it was coincidence.
He staggered out of the alley, and the main road opened up. The same convenience store. The same flickering sign. And every person coming and going along that road was a woman.
Tae-hyun swallowed. One thing was clear. This was yesterday's place.
A woman in a suit, a woman hauling bags, a woman with a cigarette between her lips. Not a single man.
His face in the convenience-store glass was gaunt and hollow-eyed, as if he'd aged years in a single night. The women's gazes stuck to him one by one — sticky looks that ran him up and down like beasts that had found prey.
He met the eyes of the woman nearest him. The corner of her mouth crept up, and the tip of her tongue slowly traced her lower lip.
"Hhk! Fuck..!"
Tae-hyun backed away, then spun and ran — back into the alley, into the dark. His breath climbed all the way to his throat. He dropped against the wall and clenched a shaking fist, telling himself it wasn't fear. He was just pissed off.
It wasn't a dream.
It wasn't a dream!
He chewed on a curse inside. If this was real, then yesterday, right here, some woman he didn't know had taken him, and he'd died at the police station getting the cum wrung out of him. What kind of death was that? Not the police station. He'd died there. Get a grip. Where was he supposed to go? How did he get out of here?
That was when it happened.
"Oh my, a male. There's actually a male wandering around alone at this hour?"
A hand seized his wrist. The woman was a full head taller than Tae-hyun — early thirties, solid shoulders and thick forearms. Clear, bright eyes that had gone a little unhinged, and looked all the hungrier for it. Before he could shake her off, she dragged him deeper into the alley. His back slammed into the wall, his legs gave out, and Tae-hyun slid straight down to the ground.
"What the hell are you doing!! Let go!!"
He didn't even get the chance to stop her. The woman dropped to her knees between his legs. A click — the belt coming undone — and then his pants and underwear were yanked down in one pull. His half-hard cock sprang out into the cool night air.
His head wanted to demand what the hell this was, but his groin gathered heat first. It was absurd that a body that had just died and come back was getting hard in the middle of this, but a thirty-one-year-old man's body was honest with the woman in front of him. Just the brush of her breath made the head of his cock swell and nod.
"Haa..♡ How long has it been since I saw a live cock..♡"
She stuck her tongue out long and licked up over the glans.
"Nngh..!"
The tip of her tongue poked at his slit, then circled the groove beneath the head, and Tae-hyun's hips jerked on their own. She opened wide, took him halfway in, and sucked until her cheeks hollowed. Schluup. Schlrrrp.
"Hhk!! Fuck... this... ngh..!!"
Gripping his thighs, she drove her head down. His cock shoved deep into her throat. Her throat squeezed the head, and spit spilled in thick strands, soaking his balls.
"Kehek, kehup..!!♡"
She looked short of air and didn't stop. If anything, she trembled all over as if it were sweet. Every time she swallowed him to the root and spat him back out, a wet, filthy sound echoed through the alley.
"Mmmp..!! Mp, mmmmp..!!"
Before long, tears gathered in her eyes and they glazed over into hearts, and Tae-hyun pressed his fingers into the concrete until they went white. If he was going to get fucked anyway, he had no intention of ending it as the one just taking it.
He lifted the hand braced on the ground and seized a fistful of her hair. On purpose. Not a hand that had flown out in a daze — he'd decided to take the reins himself. He hauled her head toward him and drove his hips up into her.
"Mmmp?!! Kk, kehek..!!♡"
Her eyes went wide, then melted even deeper. Her throat took his cock all the way and clenched in rolling spasms.
"Haa... schluup..♡"
When she spat him out, a thick string of spit stretched between them. She wiped her glistening mouth with the back of her hand and laughed low.
"Hehe♡ A male, grabbing my hair? Bold of you♡"
Then she shoved his chest hard. Tae-hyun sprawled flat on the asphalt.
"Kkh!! Fuck..!"
She hiked her skirt and climbed up over his waist. She wasn't wearing underwear. Her pussy was soaked, slick running in strings. She pressed her entrance to his spit-smeared cockhead and looked up at him lovingly, eyes gone hazy and female. Her lips moved as if she were saying something, but it never quite came out as words — and in the instant he focused there, a hot, tight wall swallowed his cock to the root in one gulp.
Squelch—!!
"Hiiiiiit—⋯!!♡"
"Khuuuk—..!!!"
Breath burst from Tae-hyun's mouth. She didn't care. She pinned his shoulders and slammed her hips down. Plap, plap, plap, plap. Every time that full ass came down hard enough to crush his thighs, the sound of wet flesh hit the alley walls and rang.
Tae-hyun panted with his mouth open. The night air that had been cool a moment ago turned suffocatingly hot.
"Haaang♡ Good, so good♡ This hard thing — it's been so long♡"
She tore her blouse open as if ripping the buttons. Her swaying breasts bounced in time right in front of his eyes. Her waist rolled like a waterwheel, and every time her walls clenched down as if wringing his cock, Tae-hyun's vision flashed. Where they met, frothy slick swelled up white. Every time his cockhead pounded deep, her eyes rolled back.
"Fuck… you think I'm just gonna take it…? I'm not sitting still either…!"
Tae-hyun twisted, trying to yank his wrists free, but she licked her lips as if she enjoyed even that.
"Oh my, talking back? What does a male know♡ All you have to do is lie there and cum♡"
She pinned both his wrists to the ground. He was no match for her in strength or in size. Humiliation ground his teeth, but his hips, at least, were still his. The rough asphalt scraped his back. From above, a hot, slick mass of flesh pounded down without rest, and the stabbing pain was already buried under a tingling pleasure. She leaned in and drove her tongue into his ear. A wet sound licked straight across his eardrum, and in that instant her pussy clenched even harder.
"Aaang♡ Here, it's hitting here♡ It's pounding all the way into my womb♡"
"A male's cock should be like this♡ Don't waste time thinking. Just use what's down there, okay?♡"
Slick ran down his groin and soaked him all the way under his balls. The wet sounds grew rougher. Tae-hyun clenched his teeth.
It was like this yesterday too. If this keeps up, I die again.
His head rang the alarm, but a thirty-one-year-old man's body was honest. His aching balls filled heavy again, and a sharp heat climbed his spine from the root of his cock. Before he knew it, Tae-hyun was thrusting his hips up. This time his body wasn't acting on its own. Even if being pinned meant he died, he was damned if he wouldn't see the bitch riding him break first. Every time he drove up into her rhythm, her eyes rolled back.
"Good boy, my male♡ Yes, fuck up into me just like that♡"
The way she tossed it off, as if she were petting his head, made the humiliation surge. The worse it got, the harder his hips worked.
"Hhk, hhk… fuck, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!!"
"Where do you think you're going♡ Cum inside, cum it all inside♡ Don't leave a single drop — dump it in unnie's pussy♡"
Her pussy coiled around his cock like a snake and squeezed.
"Hak♡, haaaaaang—!!♡♡♡"
Spurt, spurt, spurt. Tae-hyun's back bowed like a drawn bow. Hot cum burst from the tip and filled her deep, and his vision flashed white. The sensation of semen climbing his urethra was several times thicker than usual. The feeling of the last drop being sucked out curled his toes.
"Hiiiiik!!♡♡ It's hot—!♡ This cummm—♡"
She shuddered all over and collapsed onto his chest. For a while, only their rough breathing filled the alley.
He thought it was over.
But the moment Tae-hyun barely tried to catch his breath, she lifted her head. Eyes glazed into hearts still glistened.
"Hehe♡ What are you doing? That was only once♡"
"…What?"
"A male, you see, gets wrung until his balls are empty♡ Unnie will take responsibility and milk you dry♡"
"Fuck… I'm not even— khuk?!!"
He clenched his teeth and tried to flip over, but the weight of her on his thighs was like a rock. What came out of his mouth was a sound that might have been a curse or a moan. Her pussy started squeezing his cock again, hypersensitive right after he'd come. Schlick, schlick, schlick.
"Oh my, still hard? My male's sturdy♡ Males like this aren't common♡"
"Ah, fuck!! It hurts!! Huuuuk—⋯!!"
Pain and pleasure tangled until his head was a mess. A second time. A third. He gave up counting how many times he came.
A few shadows flickered at the mouth of the alley. Women passing by had stopped to watch. No one stopped it. A few of them smacked their lips, eyes that said they were next. His face burned with humiliation under a free audience watching one male get wrung dry. Even then, his hands stayed clamped on her ass. He meant to fuck into her until the end.
From his emptied balls it was pulled out drop by drop, as if squeezed. His heart hammered — thud, thud — like it would burst. He couldn't breathe. His vision blackened in from the edges. His chest cinched as if it would split. The same sensation as yesterday.
Ah, fuck. So this is dying.
"Oh my, your eyes are already rolled back♡ Cute, my male♡"
Her laughter receded. Plap, plap, plap. The last thing he heard was the sound of wet flesh colliding.
Cold asphalt clung to his cheek.
Tae-hyun opened his eyes. The hazy streetlamp, graffiti on the wall, the toppled trash can. His lower back trembled. His balls stabbed with little needles of pain.
"…Fuck. Again?"
From somewhere at the mouth of the alley, the familiar sound of high heels was coming closer.