Chapter 89
With a few skillful movements, Cheong-yeon’s naked body was revealed. After being bitten and sucked for five days, red marks covered his entire body. Director Moon Do-heon looked at the work he had tirelessly created with satisfaction.
He pushed the tray, precariously placed on Cheong-yeon’s knees, toward the sheet. The clattering sound of the dishes was loud, but the food didn’t spill.
“You said you wouldn’t touch me anymore!”
Cheong-yeon frowned and grabbed Do-heon’s shoulders. He wanted to run out of the room, but based on past experiences, he knew he would be caught and dragged back to bed. Ultimately, it would only provoke Do-heon and lead to a more miserable situation.
“Ugh, I can’t hold back.”
Do-heon’s lips traced down Cheong-yeon’s nape and collarbone. It was clear that he was already hard beneath his clothes. Cheong-yeon wondered why he bothered getting dressed if this was going to happen.
“Can’t we just… watch this drama first?”
Cheong-yeon chose to soothe rather than outright reject Do-heon.
“We can do it while watching.”
As if to reassure him, Do-heon lightly bit Cheong-yeon’s ear. Then he made Cheong-yeon lie face down and turned his body toward the TV.
“Director!”
Before Cheong-yeon could ask what he was doing, the sound of a zipper being pulled down echoed behind him. Realizing what was about to happen, Cheong-yeon’s face turned pale.
“No, how… I can’t do this anymore.”
Ignoring Cheong-yeon’s whining, Do-heon took out his erect cock from his pants.
Holding the shaft, he rubbed the thick tip against Cheong-yeon’s buttocks. The small, white buttocks twitched, trying to avoid the cock.
But such shallow movements only served to arouse him further. The smooth, white buttocks swaying in front of him made Do-heon unable to resist, and he immediately inserted his cock deep into the hole.
“Ahh…”
“Do-heon let out a low moan and pressed down on Cheong-yeon’s hips.
Over the past five days, the inside that Do-heon had opened countless times spread smoothly without any resistance. It felt like being buried in warm, sticky cream. The pleasure beyond satisfaction made him shudder.
“Ugh… ugh.”
Do-heon let out a rough breath as he gently stirred the moist inner flesh. Then he looked down at Cheong-yeon’s buttocks, which were trembling with his cock deep inside.
His gaze slowly moved up, tracing the slender waist, the straight back, the white nape with fine hairs standing on end, and finally the top of his head.
“It fits well now.”
Do-heon stroked Cheong-yeon’s back with his fingertips. Goosebumps followed his touch.
“Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Ugh… I have to monitor… ugh, but…”
Do-heon looked up at the TV on the wall, where Cheong-yeon appeared. Unlike his usual natural hairstyle, his neatly styled hair looked unfamiliar yet suited him well.
On the screen, his features appeared slightly blurred, making him look younger than in real life.
Every time the voice of actor Yoo Cheong-yeon echoed in the room, the pillar filling his inner walls throbbed. Despite having taken Cheong-yeon’s seed countless times over the past few days, his cock was hard again, as if it would burst. Naturally, Do-heon’s abs tightened.
“Why can’t you? You can do it now, monitoring.”
“Ah! Ah!”
Do-heon pulled his cock out to the tip and then quickly thrust it back in. The soft inner walls that had been relaxed suddenly tightened around the shaft.
Gripping Cheong-yeon’s hips with both hands, Do-heon began to move his waist fiercely. He had made Cheong-yeon lie face down toward the TV to make it easy to see the screen, but Cheong-yeon just lowered his head and moaned.
The rough movements caused the clear fluid inside to flow out, soaking both of their groins. The relentless thrusting made the red, swollen inner flesh and the area around the hole glisten lewdly.
He watched for a moment as the hole swallowed and then spat out his shaft. Every time the wet cock was pulled out, the buttocks and the hole twitched slightly, as if begging for more.
The soft sensation that tightened with just the right amount of pressure made Do-heon ruthlessly stir the inner walls, wanting to thrust deeper than before.
“Ugh, ugh… ah! Ah.”
The sound of the sticky flesh and the rough fabric of the pants rubbing together, the soft moans, and the voice of Yoo Cheong-yeon from the TV mixed together, endlessly fueling Do-heon’s desire.
With eyes darkened by lust, he gazed at the neat face reflected on the screen. Even on camera, actor Yoo Cheong-yeon was unbearably beautiful. His face was flawless, without a single blemish.
Do-heon still couldn’t understand why Cheong-yeon wanted to show such a face to an unspecified number of people rather than to him.
“Damn it.”
This twisted thought made Do-heon even rougher. His waist movements became fierce and fast. Every time Do-heon’s pelvis rubbed hard, the luscious round buttocks swayed and trembled before his eyes.
“Ugh! Ugh, ugh… ah!”
Watching the white skin turn red wherever his body touched, Do-heon gritted his teeth.
He gently stroked the hole that was tightly gripping his cock with his thumb. The area around the perineum was so wet that it was slippery.
As he slowly pulled out the thick shaft, the tender inner flesh slightly followed, clearly visible. Seeing the trembling buttocks quiver with pleasure made his urge to ejaculate surge.
Soon, Do-heon grabbed the buttocks hard enough to leave marks and thrust his cock deep inside with a thud!
“Ahh!”
“Ugh.”
Unable to withstand the continuous strenuous activity, Cheong-yeon’s upper body collapsed onto the sheet. In that state, unable to maintain his balance, his body swayed and shook violently with Do-heon’s waist movements.
“Not monitoring?”
As the calm voice of actor Yoo Cheong-yeon flowed from the speaker, Do-heon asked mischievously. Then he struck his pelvis sticky against the plump flesh of the buttocks, grinding the pubic hair.
“Ah! Ugh…”
A moan contrasting with the voice from the TV escaped Cheong-yeon’s lips.
“I said… ugh, I won’t do it anymore, hick, but… you’re bad.”
Cheong-yeon sobbed and blamed Do-heon. Knowing he should stop and comfort him, he instead stirred Cheong-yeon’s lower body more persistently, as if he didn’t know what self-control was.
Confused by his own unfamiliar self, Do-heon blamed Cheong-yeon’s innocence for coming into this room to be devoured, ignoring his goodwill.
Unable to control his excitement, he fiercely moved his waist, feeling the trembling sensation of the soft inner walls. Then he sharply raised his eyes at the gentle voice of actor Yoo Cheong-yeon that tickled his ears.
—I didn’t want to resort to such methods either. But I’m glad you realized it quickly.
Unlike his usual round and gentle image, he showed a calm demeanor. Watching the slightly smiling Yoo Cheong-yeon on the screen, Do-heon felt a strong urge to ejaculate.
“Hah.”
Struggling to delay his climax, he turned Cheong-yeon’s body to lie flat while still connected. As expected, Cheong-yeon’s eyes were filled with tears.
Contrasting with the coldly smiling face on the drama being broadcast live, his face flushed with pleasure and reddened eyes looked pitiful.
“Hic.”
“It’s a shame.”
Do-heon wiped the tears flowing down Cheong-yeon’s temples with his hand. Then he slowly pulled out his cock.
“People watching the drama don’t know that the real you is much prettier.”
Muttering with a click of his tongue, he roughly thrust his cock, which had only the tip caught in the hole.
“Huh! Ah! You pervert…”
Cheong-yeon bit his lower lip in shame and pounded Do-heon’s chest with his fists.
With a face unaffected by the blows, he grabbed Cheong-yeon’s chin. His head was turned toward the TV by the firm hand, and Cheong-yeon’s eyes widened as he saw himself acting.
“I don’t want to… haah, I don’t want to see, ah!”
“Why? Isn’t this what you wanted?”
Cheong-yeon shook his head and pushed away his hand. Do-heon spread his slender legs wide as punishment and began to quickly stir the inner walls.
“You wanted to act, right? Ugh, huh?”
A voice thick with excitement urged Cheong-yeon. But Cheong-yeon couldn’t understand Do-heon’s words. His voice sounded distant.
As the cock with bulging veins crushed the inner walls and entered, his vision turned white. Cheong-yeon had become somewhat accustomed to the sensation of his cock gradually swelling and filling his belly as ejaculation approached.
Every time the heavy shaft pressed and rubbed against the tender inner flesh, moans that didn’t seem like his own spilled from his mouth. He had long forgotten about monitoring.
“Quickly… now, ugh, ugh, I can’t do it anymore… ugh.”
Cheong-yeon clung to Do-heon’s neck and begged, as if he had never pushed him away. With their upper bodies touching, he could feel Do-heon’s chest heaving beneath his clothes.
Do-heon, too, seemed to be at his limit as his waist movements became rough. Completely immersed in the sensations they gave each other, the two clung tightly to their sweaty bodies and panted.
Incomprehensible low murmurs from Do-heon flowed into his ears. It sounded like cursing, and sometimes like a beast growling.
The chill spreading from his lower back made Cheong-yeon tightly close his eyes.
“Ugh! Ahh…”
Soon, the cock that had been thrusting quickly penetrated to the deepest part of the inner walls, and the stimulation like an exploding flame made Cheong-yeon unable to hold back and ejaculate.
After a few more waist movements, Do-heon also ejaculated. As the semen filled the inner walls, the cock swelled hard.
Surprised for a moment, Cheong-yeon now calmly waited for Do-heon’s ejaculation to completely finish, as if he were used to it.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
