Bound by Shadows

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KIM TAEHYUNG

V Jr. has been an adventurous whore since he got his first boner at the fresh age of five.

It was such a marvelous discovery when I found my then-wiener hard that I giggled with glee. Then I proceeded to run all over our house, dangling, pointing, and showing it off to anyone who crossed my path while shouting, 

"Look! I have a gun!"

Dad laughed his head off. Mom looked like she was going to either throw up or burst into flames.

Good times.

For me and my dad. Definitely not for my mom since she was covering my twin sisters' eyes, ushering them inside, and telling me to get my weenie back in my pants.

I pouted as I muttered, "But my weenie really likes the air." Mom looked at the sky, probably to the invisible big bro up there, and when that didn't work, she directed her gaze at the actual semblance of a real God in our lives. My dad.

After he laughed his ass off—five out of five sense of humor on that man, love him—he helped me pack a pouty V away, and sure as shit, my dick had every right to be offended since his first show was put to a nonconsensual halt.

Dad told me that I actually couldn't use my wiener as a gun. At least, not yet—see, told you that man has the best sense of humor, as expected of my dad—and stripping in front of my baby sisters is a no-no.

He also said the stupid rule where I couldn't be naked all the time. Fucking social restrictions and all that bullshit. At any rate, that was the official birth of V Jr., or V for short. V happens to be the Russian diminutive form of my name, but it's rarely used, and only by my very Russian grandfather, who snarls at the reality that Tae won the nickname battle a hundred to one.

And no, Grandpa doesn't know I actually call my dick V or I'd need to revoke my Russian card. And that's no fun. I breathe vodka.

Anyway, ever since that boner incident, V has become the sluttiest, most adventurous cock anyone would ever meet.

He's resourceful, to put it mildly, and a flat-out whore if we're being fucking blunt.
Part of his extended arsenal is being easy to satisfy. Give him a willing hole and he's weeping in joy—literally.

So imagine my goddamn bafflement when he woke up today and chose the silent treatment.

I presented an especially sexually frustrated V with his favorite flavors. At the same time.
A dick and a pussy? Fucking jackpot, if you ask me. 

After the initiation, I got back to the Heathens' mansion and shot three of my contacts a text to come and worship at V's altar.

All three of them replied, so what the fuck? A foursome sounded like fun, so I told them to come the fuck over, and they did, stacked with weed and booze, and one was chewing on a blue pill.

Not sure you're supposed to chew on it, but I couldn't be bothered and gave him vodka to help...uh...with digestion and shit.

Don't ask me how I know those two guys and the girl. The girl is from school, probably. Again, don't ask what happens at school. I'm studying business there, but I've barely attended any classes since I've been at college. As long as I keep my GPA up, thanks to my superior genes, nobody cares. Me included.

The two guys, anyone's guess. I happen to attract a lot of attention—might have to do with V's extravagant magic cross piercing that many swear made them see heaven. Or hell. Depending on their kink.

Also, it might have to do with how unbothered I am by any request. Once, a girl was like, "Choke me, Daddy," and I nearly killed her. In my defense, she didn't specify how hard I should choke her, so I went with the flow—the flow being maximum violence.