Rubbing ointment for Alphie's peaches

"Sir—Sir Junshik Hyung, Alphie… Alphie will cum, Sir!"

"Cum then, tell me what happened to you as you cum!"

PA! PA! PA!

"OHH, CUMMING… ALPHIE IS CUMMING FROM GETTING SPANKED! AHHHHHH!"

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

Alpheus ejaculated at least five times, shooting his cum to the bathroom wall. His body was shaking from head to toe, and he almost lost consciousness due to the extreme pleasure. 

Cha Junshik grabbed Alpheus by hugging him behind, so Alphie wouldn't fall to the hard floor. 

"Don't faint here, you weak dog," Cha Junshik said. "Dry yourself first, and get out. I want to take a bath."

"Y—Yes, Sir…" Alpheus was breathing heavily, trying to prop himself up, and then dried himself with a towel. 

Alpheus got out of the bathroom and closed the door. Actually, he wanted to ask Sir Junshik Hyung if he could bathe Sir Junshik Hyung, just like what he did to Alphie.