Did he just come? What did I do?
The situation was quite bewildering. But looking at Shin-jae, Sa-yoon realized he was far more flustered.
“No……..”
If someone asked what red looked like, you could point to Shin-jae’s face. His skin, from his arm covering his mouth to his face, ears, and neck, was flushed a vivid red. Shin-jae closed his eyes tightly and complained,
“You moved too suddenly.”
“Oh, did I?”
It must have been too much stimulation for a virgin.
“I liked it, though.”
You must have really enjoyed it. Sa-yoon murmured, then smiled.
Objectively, it wasn’t the most successful sex, but it was satisfying enough. After all, this wasn’t a one-time thing. There would be plenty more opportunities like this in the future.
Sa-yoon kissed Shin-jae’s cheek, seeing the younger man’s lost expression, and then lifted his hips.
“Where are you going?” Shin-jae asked.
“Hmm? We need to clean up now.”
Just as Sa-yoon was about to ask if they could kiss again after brushing their teeth, he felt something stir inside him. Shin-jae’s cock, which had softened slightly after ejaculation, was rapidly regaining its firmness.
Sa-yoon paused, his mouth open in surprise. Is this how fast twenty-year-olds recover?
“Why are you hard again?” he asked.
Shin-jae looked incredulous.
“How can I not be, with you like this?”
“What did I— oh, wait a minute.”
The cock that had partially slipped out thrust back in, spreading his walls. His insides, soft and yielding, offered no resistance.
“You haven’t come yet,” Shin-jae said.
“Mmm, ah.”
The thick glans rubbed against his sensitive spot, reigniting the fading embers of pleasure. For a virgin, Shin-jae was surprisingly adept at initiating a second round.
Sa-yoon moaned and lifted one knee. Shin-jae pushed the other knee up as well, spreading Sa-yoon’s thighs wide. His exposed groin was fully visible, his cock standing proud.
Feeling a mix of embarrassment and a desire to be seen, Sa-yoon spread his legs wider. As he reached down to stroke himself, a meaningless moan escaped from below.
“Relax,” Shin-jae murmured.
As Sa-yoon’s body rocked, the hand caressing his thigh pressed firmly, urging deeper penetration. Sa-yoon knew that only a couple of inches remained outside, but fear gripped him—what if it actually went too deep? He worried it might literally pierce through him.
Seeing Sa-yoon’s hesitation, Shin-jae sat up, providing a stable support. Sa-yoon grasped his shoulders, feeling more secure, and began to move more actively. Shin-jae matched his rhythm with shallow thrusts.
The sound of their bodies meeting was loud and wet. With each movement, the penetration deepened, and their breaths grew more ragged.
“Ah, wait, a little slower……..” Sa-yoon pleaded, pressing both hands against Shin-jae’s thighs to control the pace. He started moving his hips on his own.
The size was indeed satisfying. Even with minimal movement, it pressed against all the right spots inside him, easily reaching the most sensitive areas. Each time the glans rubbed against that inner ridge, a wave of pleasure shot through him, making his scalp tingle.
As Sa-yoon enjoyed the sensation, Shin-jae’s warm hand pushed his aside and gripped his cock. Unlike Sa-yoon’s gentle strokes, Shin-jae’s touch was rough and fast.
“Ah! Wait, wait a minute!” Sa-yoon cried out.
At the same time, Shin-jae, who had been holding back, thrust his hips forcefully. Overwhelmed by the dual sensations, Sa-yoon lost his balance and sank down, fully impaling himself. The sudden, deep penetration made his vision go white, and he climaxed instantly, his inner walls clenching tightly around Shin-jae.
Shin-jae groaned, feeling the intense pressure. It was almost too much to bear.
“You feel so good,” Shin-jae panted.
Everything about the scene was intensely erotic—Sa-yoon’s spread thighs, his cock glistening with release, his open mouth gasping for breath. It was almost unbearably arousing.
Driven by desire, Shin-jae increased the force of his thrusts. Each powerful movement pushed his cock deeper inside Sa-yoon, as if carving a new path.
“Ugh, ah, ah!” Sa-yoon moaned, finally collapsing onto Shin-jae’s broad chest. The pleasure was relentless, his body clenching and releasing uncontrollably.
Words failed him, reduced to fragmented moans. He bit down on Shin-jae’s shoulder, but the other seemed oblivious, lost in his own pleasure. The sensation of Shin-jae’s cock rubbing against his inner walls was overwhelming, pushing Sa-yoon to the brink of sensory overload.
Yet, the act continued, unyielding in its intensity.
“Ah, huh, Shin-jae, feels so good……..”
Sa-yoon moaned, almost sobbing into Shin-jae’s ear. At that moment, Shin-jae gripped his chin and covered his lips with a passionate kiss.
Instinctively, Sa-yoon opened his mouth, allowing Shin-jae’s thick tongue to explore deeply. The sensation of being filled both above and below overwhelmed him, and he climaxed again, his body convulsing with pleasure.
“Haah……..”
Exhausted from the intense act, Sa-yoon collapsed into Shin-jae’s embrace. He noticed the bite marks he had left on Shin-jae’s shoulder and gently traced them, smiling at the slight tremors it caused.
As their breathing steadied, Shin-jae lay back on the bed, still inside Sa-yoon. Sa-yoon brushed the sweaty hair from Shin-jae’s forehead and asked,
“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t kiss me because I swallowed your cum?”
Shin-jae frowned, as if he had forgotten his earlier reservations. The irony made Sa-yoon laugh.
“Uh.”
The sudden movement caused them both to tense as Sa-yoon’s body clenched around Shin-jae.
“Haah, feels good.”
Sa-yoon intertwined his fingers with Shin-jae’s, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. He could have fallen asleep like this, but they both needed to clean up.
“Should we get up now?” Sa-yoon suggested.
Shin-jae sat up obediently, but instead of getting out of bed, he wrapped his arms around Sa-yoon, pulling him into a hug.
“Okay, let’s stay like this a bit longer,” Sa-yoon conceded, melting into Shin-jae’s embrace.
Suddenly, Sa-yoon’s eyes widened in surprise. He could feel Shin-jae hardening inside him again.
“Again?” Sa-yoon asked incredulously.
“Is that a problem?” Shin-jae replied innocently.
They hadn’t disengaged since the first time, and Sa-yoon couldn’t believe it was possible for Shin-jae to be ready again so soon. As he pondered the implications, Shin-jae began to move his hips, the angle causing his revitalized cock to press firmly against Sa-yoon’s sensitive spots.
“Ah!”
Shin-jae’s movements were precise, targeting the areas he knew would bring Sa-yoon the most pleasure. The wet sounds of their bodies meeting filled the room as Sa-yoon’s arousal grew once more.
“….. Can’t you do it?” Shin-jae asked, a hint of challenge in his voice, as if questioning whether Sa-yoon could keep up with his youthful stamina.
“No, let’s do it. Let’s do it, come on.”
Sa-yoon exclaimed, determined not to back down. After all, it couldn’t kill him.
“You’re completely soaked down there,” Shin-jae observed.
“Wait, this feels a bit strange,” Sa-yoon admitted.
Within seconds, he regretted his decision. Overwhelmed by unexpected pleasure, Sa-yoon flailed his arms in the air. Ignoring his feeble resistance, Shin-jae hooked his arms under Sa-yoon’s knees, spreading his legs wide. Semen dripped from Sa-yoon’s entrance, trickling down his thighs.
The wet sounds of their bodies meeting filled the room with each thrust.
“I like it when you’re this wet,” Shin-jae murmured.
No, that’s all your doing, Sa-yoon thought, but Shin-jae shamelessly attributed the wetness to Sa-yoon as he continued to move his hips, lost in the rhythm of their passion.
