BIGBUTADORABLE . BL0GSPOT . C0M
All day long, after returning from the clinic and taking the pills prescribed by the doctor, Tae-hwan sat at his desk with a red face. His butt kept twitching restlessly, his mouth kept cursing himself, while his hands kept stealing a chance to feel his butt to make sure it wasn't wet. And who knows how many times he went to the bathroom to wash off the gel that kept seeping out.

In the end, Tae-hwan went to the bathroom again. This time he opened his legs wide while sitting on the closet—a very embarrassing position. He had his pants and underwear on the door. Then he put one hand behind his knee while the other hand held a tissue. Between his fleshy buttocks, a small hole was visible.

"Ugh..."

The red hole throbbed. Then the middle-aged man carefully began to dab a handful of tissue on it. It tingled, sending a shiver down his spine. It was quick. Tae-hwan repeated the process until his asshole was clean enough and then he was done. He threw away the tissue he had used on his ass, then stood up and pulled his underwear from the door.

"Damn this disease..."

Damn his underwear too. Tae-hwan struggled to put his underwear back on, it seemed like he'd gained weight recently & his hips had gotten bigger. The small fabric wrapped around his bulging flesh looked like it would tear at any moment, clinging so tightly that his penis and testicles were clearly imprinted.

Damn this disease, Tae-hwan cursed again. Because of it, he was forced to peek between his buttocks at his workplace. Once he was done pulling up his pants, he patted them here and there so that they wouldn't wrinkle, before finally leaving the cubicle.

"Ah, Mr. Lim. Why is your face so red?"

Hwang, one of his subordinates who was caught washing his hands at the sink, looked at Tae-hwan from the mirror. Tae-hwan quickly pressed the back of his hand to his cheek and looked away.

"A little, a little hot."

"Do you have a fever?"

"I guess I'm getting older."

Such a question made Tae-hwan nervous and he hurriedly turned on the sink faucet. But as soon as the cold water hit his hand, the middle-aged man gasped, remembering how those fingertips had just been placed between his buttocks.

Tae-hwan nervously glanced at Hwang while he squeezed out enough soap to wash his entire hand. It wasn't until the man was out the door that Tae-hwan finally lifted his head and looked in the mirror. It turned out that not only his cheeks were red. Under his eyes, his ears and up to his neck were as red as cooked crabs, making him look very childish for a man of his age.

Tae-hwan spent the rest of the day feeling anxious. Ugh, he wanted to go back to the toilet and stick his finger up his butt hole.

Never in his whole life had Tae-hwan ever engaged in free or kinky sex, but my God, why on earth would he want to do such a weird thing now that he was forty?

Oh, he didn't have the dignity to look at other people.

Well, nobody knew his little secret yet, but but... Tae-hwan couldn't stop thinking about the feeling of the doctor's hand pressing against his inner wall. He felt like he was going crazy. He even kept shaking his butt the whole way home.

"Haa..."

Tae-hwan stepped into the elevator that finally arrived and leaned his head against the wall. Apparently, the elevator was the only thing that helped him. Tae-hwan was about to push the close button when a voice in the distance startled him and called, "Wait!" so he quickly pressed the open button, straightened his back and waited for the owner of the voice. But the person who appeared immediately frowned when he saw Tae-hwan.

"Ah."

"You see an adult and just say 'ah'. What is 'Ah'? 'Ah'?"

It was Yeong-hae.

The boy took out his left earpiece and opened his mouth to respond to the old man. Normally it would have been something like "Hi, you're going home?", but Tae-hwan, who still felt a little uncomfortable, made an unpleasant sound. In the end, Young-hae closed his mouth again and looked away without saying anything.

"Do you feel better now?"

Tae-hwan asked.

"Yes."

Tae-hwan asked while he patted his stiff back. His muscles were still tense from being in that uncomfortable position in the clinic for so long. Young-hae replied in a small voice while he took out his other earpiece and put them both into his pocket. Tae-hwan chuckled at his cute behavior, causing the boy's eyes to immediately narrow.

"Did you take your medicine, son?"

"Why would I need medicine when I'm not sick?"

"Do you really have to say it like that?"

Because he was tired, Tae-hwan's tone became sharper as well. Yeong-hae said it with his head held high and glared at the older man.

"What did I do?"

"You chewed on your words and pretended not to notice."

No one had ever looked at Tae-hwan this daring before. He'd overlooked Yeong-hae's rude remarks as cute, but the boy's constant sharpness obviously needed to be addressed now. So he crossed his arms and stared at the shorter man, failing to realize that this attitude was the same as treating Yeong-hae like a child. 

"Han Young-hae."

"What. Why?!" Young-hae did not want to lose.

"Are you going to keep acting like this? If you have a complaint, you can tell me, or do you want me to spoil you? How should I treat you, boy?"

Ding!

The elevator doors opened slowly, signaling their arrival at their living floor. But no one got off. Young-hae and Tae-hwan stood in the narrow space, staring at each other as if they couldn't lose. Tae-hwan wanted Young-hae to be the gentle, kind boy he used to be, while Young-hae hated being treated like a child all the time. The boy would rather be a stranger to Tae-hwan than a neighbor who knew him too well.

"Just treat me like a stranger."

"How can I treat you like a stranger? I can't!"

"Why not? Why can't you?!"

Young-hae shouted, clenching his fists. As Tae-hwan's mouth dropped open in shock, the elevator doors closed again and slowly descended. Tae-hwan and Young-hae just stared at each other for a long time, unaware that the elevator they were in was going down to the first floor again.

"Seriously, Young-hae, am I just another person to you?"

"Yes! You are."

"You...! Ah..."

Tae-hwan tried to calm his boiling anger and bitterness. Yes. No matter how much he thought of Yeong-hae as family, he wasn't really related to him by blood, he was indeed a stranger. No matter how close he was to Yeong-hae's parents and had known the boy since he was in the womb, he was still a stranger.

The elevator finally reached the first floor. When the door opened, Yeong-hae raised his face and shouted.

"I told you the other day, you always appear in my dreams!"

Ding!

"...Uh-oh!"

A woman waiting for the elevator with a shopping bag in her hand and a dog in her arms covered her mouth in surprise.

Woof woof!

The small Pomeranian she was carrying barked violently, making the woman nervous.

"Hyunsik, you need to be quiet!"

She scolded. But the dog barked even louder at her voice.

She looked back and forth at Tae-hwan and Yeong-hae, feeling guilty. Then, in the middle of the commotion, Yeong-hae bit his lower lip hard and ran past her with a thud! He stamped his feet and went outside.

"Hey, Han Yeong-hae!"

Woof woof!

The dog continued to bark wildly as if calling Tae-hwan. Even though his master kept scolding him to shut up, he dared still.

Frantically approaching the exit, Tae-hwan pressed and pressed the button of the just closed automatic door. He didn't know where Yeong-hae was going, but from here he could see the boy running out of the gate. Ugh, damn, why does it take so long for this automatic door to open? So Tae-hwan turned his body sideways, squeezed through the narrow gap and quickly moved his feet out of the building, catching up with Young-hae in a very short time. The two people had a huge difference in leg length.

"Oh, let go!"

Yeong-hae's brow furrowed deeply. He tried to fight back in a cool way, but the universe wasn't in his favor. Why does he have to be older than me, taller than me, richer than me, better than me in every way? If only he was smaller than me, Young-hae thought, a little embarrassed, but still trying to keep his cool. He tried to shake off Tae-hwan's hand with all his strength.

"Young Han, what's wrong with you?"

Unfortunately, his strength was no greater than the middle-aged man's.

Yeong-hae bit his lower lip in disbelief. He tried again by angrily twisting his wrist, but still! Duh! He finally gave up and raised his eyes to stare at the middle-aged man's face.

Damn it!

Gulp!

Oh God, why did you have to create such a perfect man? 

With his eyebrows furrowed and slightly raised, Tae-hwan really did look extremely handsome, so much so that his handsomeness tormented Yeong-hae. He's like the leading actor in a drama. Oh, Yeong-hae wanted to ride this handsome guy, rub his cock and fuck him right here and now.

"I told you. You always come in my dreams. Wet dreams. All the dirty fantasies in my wet dreams were about you! Do you know how you appear in these dreams? You come to me naked, wearing a bra, wearing lingerie! And me? I would always think about those dreams, about you in that bra and... and some kind of weird panties... Ugh, how can you call me family?!"

"...Han...Yeong-hae..."

Yeong-hae shouted out loud that what Tae-hwan thought was a weird college assignment was actually quite literal. Tae-hwan looked down at the twenty year old boy who was breathing heavily. He thought, should I take him to someone who studies adolescent psychology? What should I do? Is it because he didn't get much attention from his parents since he was young?

"Oh my God, you're shaking your head again! You're thinking, How can I comfort this child? How can I set him on the right path? Yes, that's what's on your mind right now! Damn, just looking at you gives me a hard-on. I want to fuck you. There, I said it, damn it."

Yeong-hae said all this with a desperate face. His expression was so sad. Finally, he managed to let go of the middle-aged man's grip on his arm and took a step back.

"......."

Silence.

Tae-hwan stared at the twenty-year-old and tried to understand the situation. But there was nothing to understand. Everything was just as it sounded. There was only silence.

" Well, that doesn't sound like a family, does it? What kind of nephew has dirty thoughts about his uncle? So just let me go. I'm going home. I'm going to fap my junior again while thinking about you!"

"...Y-Yeong-hae!"

It wasn't until Yeong-hae passed him with quick steps that Tae-hwan called out to him. But the boy didn't turn around and continued walking towards the apartment building. 

Standing still, Tae-hwan wondered for a moment if he should take part in Yeong-hae's sex education instead of his indifferent parents. But then his head spun as he imagined himself wearing a bra in Yeong-hae's dream.



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