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People say Jiseok looks like a duck. Just look at his cute face, his big sparkling eyes, and his incredibly full lips. However, according to Jungsu, Jiseok looks like a dog. His little dog, who sometimes disobeys Jungsu—his master.
Back to the present, in the dimly lit room—Jungsu looks down at Jiseok. His large fingers play with the end of the leash. “If you’re really my dog,” his voice is calm yet cutting, “prove it by the way you crawl.”
Jiseok lowers his head, nods obediently, then begins to crawl slowly toward Jungsu’s feet. His neck tugs every time Jungsu tugs on his leash, making Jiseok yelp loudly.
Once he reaches Jungsu’s knees, Jiseok instinctively looks up.
“ARGH—”
A sudden tug. Jiseok's head jerked back. Jungsu stared at him coldly.
"Dogs don't talk," he whispered sharply. "Dogs bark."
Jiseok bit his lip—his face flushed red. He let out a hoarse "...woof."
Jungsu's expression immediately changed to satisfaction. Finally, he loosened the leash a little. "Good boy... Now take off my pants. Use your teeth, act like a good dog."
Jiseok bent down again, using his teeth to pull Jungsu's zipper down. When the zipper was open, he pushed the fabric aside with his nose and lips, until Jungsu's large cock was exposed, already half-erect.
"Lick." The tone was sharp, a command, of course.
Jiseok immediately complied. He stuck out his tongue and slowly traced it along the shaft, from base to tip. Each stroke of his tongue made Jungsu growl, his fingers gripping the leash tighter.
Then Jiseok opened his mouth wide, slowly swallowing the entire shaft, his thick lips encircling it all the way to the base. A wet splashing sound immediately filled the room, heavy breathing echoed, and Jiseok's eyes continued to stare at Jungsu from below like a dog begging for praise.
"Good dog... keep it up..." Jungsu hissed, his hips moving slightly forward, and he pressed his lover's nape, forcing him to swallow deeper.
"Swallow it all. Understand?"
Jungsu looked down, pulling the leash tighter until Jiseok's neck was almost suffocating. "I don't want a single drop to come out of your mouth. If you let even one drop fall... you'll be sleeping on the floor without my touch for a whole week."
Those words made Jiseok nod stupidly, still willing to be controlled by that big cock. Jungsu growled, bucking his hips once more, and spilled his cum into his lover's mouth. The fluid flowed continuously—fast and hot—filling Jiseok's entire mouth.
Jiseok squirmed; being treated like a stupid dog like this really aroused him. But he kept his lips pressed tightly together, swallowing it all quickly. The gulping sound of Jungsu's cum entering Jiseok's throat was clearly audible. Jiseok swallowed it like a puppy suckling its mother.
"Face down. Ass up."
Jiseok complied, lowering his body and raising his ass in the air. Without warning, Jungsu slapped him hard.
"AHHHH—!"
Jungsu smiled mockingly. "Look at you," he hissed, his tone disgusted yet domineering. "A dog that cums just because I slapped your ass. How embarrassing."
Jiseok bit his lip, but didn't deny it. A soft sound escaped his throat, like a low groan—a muffled bark.
"Good dog, if you want a treat—bark."
Jiseok, his face flushed and his eyes teary, let out a muffled, "...woof... woof..."
"Good."
Jungsu grabbed his big cock. Without further ado, he pressed his knees against Jiseok's thighs, one hand parted his ass, and then pressed the head of his cock directly into Jiseok's not-quite-ready hole.
Jiseok gasped, "J-jung...su! Wait—"
Jiseok's neck was pulled back hard, causing him to scream.
“Dogs don’t complain,” Jungsu grinned sharply in his ear, then pushed his entire cock in at once.
Jiseok screamed, his hands gripping the sheets as Jungsu’s cock penetrated him mercilessly.
“Ahh—fuck… Jungsu—!”
SLAP!
Jungsu slapped Jiseok’s ass immediately. “Shut up. You’re just a dog I’m dumping my cum on. Just focus on opening your legs wider.”
Jiseok complied. His legs spread further, and Jungsu immediately began bucking his hips roughly, his cock pounding into Jiseok’s anal in a slow, rhythmic manner. The sound of their bodies slamming together combined with loud moans from Jiseok.
“You bad dog… You cheap whore…” Jungsu growled, his other hand gripping Jiseok’s hair, causing his head to lift, his neck to tighten from the pull of the leash. “Look at you now. Being raped while wearing a dog collar, you should be ashamed, but your cock is so hard.”
Jiseok almost cried, but his hips continued to move reflexively to meet each thrust.
“I’m your dog, su! I’m your whore! AHHH—”
“Keep going. Moan louder… Let everyone know, including that bastard Jooyeon, that you’re mine.”
Jungsu thrust deeper, and Jiseok’s body jerked forward. Jiseok’s ass were visible, red from the pounding of his cock and the slapping of Jungsu’s hand.
“P-please… Jung! Nghh… Jungsu… use me harder… don’t stop… I’m your dog… please…”
That was all Jungsu needed. With full force, he gripped Jiseok’s hips tightly and pounded even more brutally—until Jiseok screamed stupidly and finally ejaculated.
A few seconds later, Jungsu followed. He thrust so hard, he buried his cock in Jiseok’s anal, and a sharp moan escaped his lips.
When it was all over, Jungsu pulled his hips back slightly and looked at Jiseok in satisfaction. He planted a wet kiss on his thick lips, tasting his own semen, and making sure Jiseok's lips were clean and free of any stains.
"What an obedient dog..." he murmured.
Then Jungsu’s smile burned with twisted warmth, satisfaction dripping as Jiseok pleased his cock.