SADISM

6

Vincenzo calls early morning and Invites Hanseo for breakfast. It’s six thirty in the morning, and
Hanseo is too comfortable to be going anywhere. Though whatever he is feeling, he can’t say no to the big man. He wears his best Saturday clothes and grabs his keys and wallet. He sighs at the doorway as he
steps out. He had plans today. He was supposed to watch Hanseok live today. No going back and forth on the cameras. He wants to see how obedient his brother is going to be. If last night has thought him any lessons. He drives to Vincenzo’s apartment and stays in the parking lot for a few minutes. It’s about to be
seven thirty and he feels tired. His heart wasn’t into meeting Vincenzo today. Breakfast is at Vincenzo’s place, and when he knocks the door; Cha Young invites him in. “Good morning,” he says, not bothering to ask why she is here. She is wearing her silky purple night dress with an open robe. “Good morning,” she says, skipping towards the kitchen. Hanseo walks behind her, while looking around. He hasn’t been to Vincenzo’s place often, specially not during daytime; It’s a large
condominium with floor to ceiling windows. It’s equally breathtaking as his own and Hanseok’s apartments. “Where is Vincenzo?” Hanseo asks. Cha Young pours coffee in a mug and hands it to Hanseo, “He is in the bedroom.” Hanseo raises his eyebrow, “He’s still sleeping, why call me so early.” Cha Young looks at him, “He isn’t sleeping.” She sounds annoyed and exhausted at the same time.
Hanseo pouts, and doesn’t push for more, he assumes Vincenzo is getting ready. “I’m making eggs, with toast, and sausages. I have waffles and croissants as well.” She turns to the pan on the stove, “What do you want?” Hanseo thinks, but he doesn’t really care, “Whatever you guys are having.”
Cha Young turns around; purses her lips and shoulders. Hanseo drums his fingers on the coffee mug as Cha Young goes back to making breakfast; he wonders if she is any good at cooking. She sure is dancing around like a chef. He takes the opportunity to walk around the apartment; with Cha Young’s permission, he strolls into the living room and looks out the windows. The scene is breathtaking. All of Korea is present through these windows, and Hanseo mulls in envy. Of course, he can move into a place like this too, but Hanseok was another envy he couldn’t let go off. Hanseo thinks about last night.Hanseok in the tub; wet and sensual. A sight to be seen.
He wanted to do that again, and again. Hanseo had been so hard, and he had to masturbate when he went home. He couldn’t stop thinking of his brother. He walks through the hallway and hears faint groaning. Hanseo’s eyebrows tighten, and he strains
his ears. Was that Vincenzo? He looks back to wear Cha Young is, and then turns back around.
Should he tell her? Tell her what? Hanseok approaches a closed door, that he assumes is the bedroom and strains his ear at the door. Definitely groaning, or was someone moaning? It sounded like two people were in the room. Wait, was someone fucking in there? Hanseo almost blushes and fixes himself. The sound making him nervous; he lingers a little before turning around to leave. If he stays too long, he might get a hard on this early morning. As soon as he steps back, a voice calls to him – It’s Vincenzo. “Come in,” Vincenzo’s voice sounds hoarse.
Hanseo panics and takes a step back, the coffee mug tight in his hands. “Hanseo, Come in.” The younger man’s eyes almost pop out his eye sockets. How did he know it was him? The groaning inside the room grows louder and faster as Hanseo puts a hand on the nob of the door. Whoever is moaning; they should be ashamed of themselves. Hanseo opens the door to Vincenzo’s bedroom and sees the exotic scene. There’s a man on his hands and knees, and Vincenzo is plowing into him. They are facing sideways, and the bed covering is on the ground. Vincenzo is looking straight at him. Hanseo covers his face with his hands and talks under his breath, “Sorry,” he says –hearting
beating fast. “Don’t be ridiculous.” Vincenzo puts a hand on the young man’s hips and holds him.
The smell of sex is in the air.
“I’m almost done,” Vincenzo’s hips gain speed, as he reaches head. His upper body falls over the man on his hands and knees and he exhales loudly. Hanseo looks around the room awkwardly, but his eyes still fall on the two men in bed. He notices Vincenzo’s nice ass and can’t help but glorify it. It takes him a while, but he realizes that he man on his hands and knees is none other than Hwang Minsung – the CEO of Shinkwang Bank. Wasn’t he supposed to be in prison? Hanseo wonders as he stares at the flushed face of a man that got fucked. Vincenzo exhales again, and slaps Minsung’s ass – making the man flinch. Minsung’s mouth is
open, and his eyes closed in hunger. Hanseo watches the wet dick slide out of Minsung’s ass with semen spilling out.Wow. Hanseo’s heart pumps as he watches Minsung fall on the bed, and Vincenzo stand with his
dick hanging down softly.
“I’m sorry,” Vincenzo walks towards Hanseo, but the younger man blushes. “No..No problem,” Hanseo says as he looks at anywhere but Vincenzo’s impressive dick. Vincenzo smiles, “Don’t be shy. I’m going into the shower, and I’ll meet you outside.” He picks up
the blanket from the floor, and puts it on the bed, covering Minsung’s body with it.
Hanseo nods, and steps out slowly. What was the point of inviting him in? he wonders.
Cha Young makes eye contact as Hanseo enters the kitchen. She takes a bite out of a sausage as she sits on the breakfast table.
Weren’t Vincenzo and Cha Young together, what was going on?
“Why is Hwang Minsung out of prison?” Hanseo asks as he sits across Cha Young. She raises her eyebrows, “Vincenzo wanted a fuck toy and got him out.” She says it as obnoxiously as she can, “Wasn’t that hard either.”
“Are you okay with that?” Hanseo asks, eyeing her carefully. Her expression remains stoic. “Of course, but he knows who the real queen is.” She says smugly, “He can fuck him, but no one
else.” “What if-” She cuts Hanseo off with a lifted finger, “Nope.”
They wait for Vincenzo for ten minutes, and the man comes out in a rich bathrobe. “Sorry guys,”
he says, as he sits next to Cha Young and kisses her on the cheek. “No problem.” Hanseo looks between the two, and then back to where the bedroom is supposed to be. Did Minsung live here? “He’s in the shower.” As if he reads Hanseo’s mind, Vincenzo answers. “Oh okay.”
Cha Young has English breakfast prepared, and from looking at the sausages, they seem burnt.
Hanseo doesn’t say anything.
Vincenzo starts eating his food and looks at Hanseo suspiciously. “So,” he starts, “How are you
settling in.” Hanseo nods his head while chewing, “Good. Doesn’t seem like I missed much.”
“Nothing really went on,” Cha Young adds, “Besides Hanseok locked in his apartment.” “Is anyone looking for him?” Hanseo asks, the worry in the back of his head lingering. Even after
several assurance, Hanseo is still bothered. “Everything has been taken care off.” Vincenzo reassures.

The End