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Chapter 48: Membership Training - Part 3

We lay on the bed for the next few minutes, panting hard and practically spent after that round of

lovemaking. I could feel Jiwoo's labored breathing and felt warmth and pleasure in the way his chest

moved up and down against mine. One thing bothered me though: I hadn't cleansed properly before

we'd done it.

Jiwoo was still hard and halfway inside me, so I was dying of anxiety because of what might come once

he pulled out.

"What's wrong?" Jiwoo asked, his head right above mine. Beads of sweat were rolling down from his

temples to his sideburns and neck. He was giving me puppy eyes again, and I knew I'd be in even

more trouble if I gave him any sign that I was up for round two.

But the fucker moved again! I felt him slide further inside of me, a stupid smile plastered on his face.

"I love you," he said.

"Don't move!" I lightly tapped his exposed butt. "Listen, we need to go to the bathroom now."

"But I want to do it again—"

"Fine," I interjected. "I'll let you do it again, but not right now. We need to go to the bathroom first." I was

extremely desperate to get the shower running and make sure he didn't see anything bad.

Jiwoo grinned sheepishly and started pulling out. Good thing I was blessed with insanely fast reflexes

because I was able to lock him in place with my legs before he could go any further. I didn't think I

could bear it if Jiwoo got even the slightest whiff of fecal matter.

Please, God! I thought. I know you don't really care about gay guys, but please don't subject me to that

kind of humiliation!

To my horror, Jiwoo's grin grew wider, and I felt him go practically balls deep into my unclean orifice. "It

really feels good to be inside you."

"You've got to be kidding me," I told him, nearing tears. "That wins as the most cringeworthy statement

of the century."

Jiwoo frowned. I stopped laughing when he stayed silent, still scowling like I'd taken away Christmas

from him.

"Sorry." I didn't know what I was apologizing for, but I did it anyway. "But we should really go to the

bathroom."

When Jiwoo moved again, I tightened the grip of my legs around his hips. "No. We need to go there

like this." Jiwoo stared at me for a moment, and as he opened his mouth to say something, I hastily cut

him off. "It's hard to explain, but you have to carry me to the bathroom as carefully as you can."

Jiwoo didn't respond and just kept staring at me with his mouth half-open.

"Please?"

Jiwoo's mouth descended upon mine, and we were kissing again as passionately as we were minutes

earlier. But it didn't last long as he pulled away, guided my body toward his as he stood up, and

carefully lifted me. I secured myself in position by squeezing my thighs around his waist more tightly

and putting some of my weight across his shoulders as I clung on to them.

Jiwoo was unexpectedly strong as he carried me from the bed to the bathroom, his feet careful in their

steps to avoid slipping, and his lean and muscular arms comfortably holding me in place. I opened the

bathroom door for us. As soon as we were standing under the shower head, I reached for the switch to

turn off the lights.

"Kinky much?" Jiwoo joked.

I ignored him and pulled the shower handle upward. The rush of water during the first few seconds was

cold, and it stung my back and arms before the temperature equilibrated to a comfortable level. I

grabbed the shower gel and made as much lather as I could. Only when I was satisfied that the entire

bathroom smelled like a lavender garden did I finally push Jiwoo and his semi-hard penis away from

me.

I was so scared that Jiwoo would smell something foul the moment his manhood was out of me, but

thankfully there was none. It was either nothing had come out of my shithole, or the lavender lather was

doing a fantastic job of masking the odor.

I lathered Jiwoo's cock for him just in case there were traces of you-know-what, and soon enough, I felt

it get harder. It was now standing in perfect salute. I stopped what I was doing and rinsed it with water

thoroughly before I turned on the lights.

I immediately checked the floor, scared that there might be remnants of shit on it, but thank goodness it

was clean. Whew!

With the anxiety over the possible presence of unwanted body waste gone, it dawned on me that I was

face-to-face with a handsome gentleman who was wet with both sweat and warm water, naked from

head to toe, and fully erect. The sight gave me another erection before I could even start thinking about

grandma boobies, which have never failed to kill any unwanted erections in the past.

Jiwoo leaned closer and started to massage my shoulders with the shower gel and fuck it, I couldn't

stand it.

I grabbed Jiwoo by the back of his neck and kissed him. He retaliated by forcing his tongue deep into

my mouth and spreading my legs apart. I leaned against the wall and allowed Jiwoo to lift me slightly

off the floor.

The second time was slower and more deliberate than the first, but it was also wilder and more

aggressive. I wasn't scared of messy mishaps anymore, and the pain was nowhere near the feeling of

pleasure I was experiencing, especially with the look of savage wanting in Jiwoo's eyes and the way he

couldn't help himself from thrusting deeper into me.

It's addictive to see that someone can't get enough of you. It was the sole kind of validation I needed in

the world, and Jiwoo kept giving it to me. He validated me in the way he drove himself inside over and

over again, his pace quickening every second. With a grunt he finished, and a familiar hot sensation

spread within me. When Jiwoo came down for another kiss, it was all I could do to stop myself from

finishing, too.

***

"You guys are late! We're done with everything!" Vivi complained as we got inside the kitchen. Although

it was barely seven in the morning, she and Nico had already cooked an amazing breakfast that was a

combination of Asian and Western styles.

"Sorry, we overslept," I said, giving them my best puppy face imitation.

Nico threw Jiwoo a knowing look before smiling. Fuck! Was he aware of what Jiwoo and I had done

minutes ago?

"It's okay," Nico said. "Let's meet everyone outside and eat. I heard Faye's leading the morning

exercises right after breakfast."

Everyone was seated at the biggest table in the central dining area. I sat next to Janus, who

immediately fed me with a spoonful of congee.

"This is amazing!" Janus said. "Thank God I'm now friends with not one but four chefs!"

Nico laughed. "Well I'm thankful that I'm friends with a mixologist. Great booze all the time!"

The two high-fived, and we all continued eating breakfast in good spirits. The memories of the fun

things we did the night before paired well with the food Nico and Vivi had prepared. Even Jiwoo was all

smiles. Meanwhile, a thought was nagging at the back of my mind: Why the fuck did I allow him to do

me bareback?

Once everyone was full, we all headed to the zen gardens to do morning stretches, with Faye

expecting us to do some of the world's most ridiculous yoga stances.

"Good job!" she called out, and all of us fell out of the Goddess pose. "Our next one is called the Happy

Baby Pose or Ananda Balasana."

I heard Vivi groan out loud, followed by everyone's annoyance as Faye prepared to show the pose.

"Begin by lying on your back, just like this," Faye said. "Then, bring your knees into your chest while

exhaling. Separate your knees and bring them toward your armpits, using your hands to keep your feet

apart just like this." She looked like a bottom gay guy forcing himself apart so that the top could enter

missionary-style.

"Oh this is absurd," I heard Derrick say, triggering everyone's laughter. He marched to the front and

dragged Faye to her feet. "Let's stop this yoga nonsense! I'll lead the stretching."

Faye complained angrily, much to our amusement, but we all followed Derrick's movements instead.

"Okay," he said. "Now that our muscles are all prepped up, I'm giving the floor to Jiwoo for our sports

games!"

We all clapped as Jiwoo walked to the front, holding a plastic bowl with pieces of folded paper in it. "It's

time to draw lots for our teams again!" he announced.

We did as we were told, and I found that I was teamed up with Jiwoo, Vivi, and Nico. The other team

consisted of Faye, Derrick, Robert, and Janus.

"Looks like it's new friends versus old ones," Janus commented.

"Our first game's dodgeball," Jiwoo said. "I think you're all aware of the rules, so there's no need to

delay things any further. Let the games begin!"