#43
How many times had he come? Twice? No. Including his ejaculation in the dungeon, it was three times. Had he ever ejaculated this many times in a single day? Seo Yi-young wasn’t even someone who masturbated that often. He secretly harbored the expectation that they might just lie there for a while, move a bit, finish, and be done.
But Seo Yi-young overlooked one thing.
“You can’t go limp yet.”
“Huh…? Ah, hng, ungh.”
A normal person would have done a reasonable amount and stopped, but his partner was Choi Do-jun. He was persistent and tenacious. Choi Do-jun’s cock inside his body began to move slowly.
“Ugh, …haah.”
As the membranes that had been pressed together separated smoothly, Seo Yi-young exhaled a low sigh. Perhaps because it was post-ejaculation, the sensitized inner flesh responded acutely to the newly initiated movement.
Choi Do-jun never prioritized his own pleasure or rushed. He repeated advancing and retreating to make a path, waiting for Seo Yi-young to get accustomed to the thickness of his cock. Each time, Seo Yi-young’s body, which had accommodated the enormous object, trembled slightly in surprise, and Choi Do-jun patiently waited each time.
The delicate membrane spread tightly, wrapping around Choi Do-jun’s massive cock. The sense of fullness filling his insides made it feel like his breath would be cut off at any moment. Each time Choi Do-jun moved, the inner wall repeatedly clenched and released the thick cock that had entered.
Every time that happened, he could fully feel Choi Do-jun’s cock. The shape of his cock, even the blood vessels protruding prominently along the shaft. Everything.
Himself being aroused while penetrated by another man, and likewise, Choi Do-jun being aroused and penetrating Seo Yi-young. A situation he couldn’t have imagined when he first arrived in this dimension was unfolding. Newly recognizing this fact, an indescribable sense of elation welled up.
The pace should have gradually quickened, but there was no sign of that happening. Choi Do-jun moved his hips slowly at an invariably steady pace. It was such a careful movement that it was hard to believe it was the Choi Do-jun he had known.
It didn’t take long for the dying embers to reignite with his gentle and cautious hip movements. Each time Choi Do-jun’s cock entered a bit deeper, it felt like his intestines were being pushed upward, but a pleasure surpassing that flowed through his nerves. That ticklish sensation of being filled from the inside created an indescribable heat that gradually warmed his brain.
“Ugh, ungh.”
Seo Yi-young unconsciously licked his lips at the sweet anticipation that made his lower abdomen tingle. After a long time of slowly repeating advancement and retreat, pushing deeper into his interior, Choi Do-jun’s cock touched a certain part deep inside.
Feeling a strange dissonance when the cock that had been opening him up inch by inch suddenly stopped, Seo Yi-young opened his eyes wide, then blinked repeatedly. Choi Do-jun’s cock couldn’t go any deeper, as if it had reached a dead end. Something was blocking and preventing him from going further in. Choi Do-jun’s cock lightly bumped against that wall once or twice, but that was all. He didn’t forcibly push through.
“…Is it, all in?”
“It seems so.”
Seo Yi-young reached his hand back to feel where he was connected to Choi Do-jun but hesitated. He had instinctively reached out, but realized that direct touching required more courage than he’d expected. Watching this, Choi Do-jun took Seo Yi-young’s hesitant hand and guided it to their point of connection.
“Ugh.”
“Why? Didn’t you want to touch it?”
“Who…! Who wants to touch it? I was just checking, ….. ….”
Seo Yi-young’s voice, which had been denying it, stopped. As he fumbled around the connected part, his eyes widened. His hole had stretched to its limit and was painfully accommodating Choi Do-jun’s cock. The entrance, which should normally be tightly closed, was smooth without a single wrinkle.
But.
There was still, more. There was still more of Choi Do-jun’s cock. It wasn’t all in yet. Even after taking in that much, there was still a part that hadn’t entered. Seo Yi-young moved his fingers to gauge how much of Choi Do-jun’s cock remained outside. About two finger joints… that much remained.
Even after taking in that much, there was still more. Seo Yi-young felt his blood run cold.
“That, that can’t all go in. It won’t, won’t fit.”
“Without even trying?”
His low voice resonated in Seo Yi-young’s ear.
This crazy bastard, trying to kill me…! As soon as he heard those words, Seo Yi-young turned his head, flaring up, trying to look at Choi Do-jun, but he couldn’t properly see his face. He could only hear the sound of Choi Do-jun chuckling.
“Don’t be too afraid. I have no intention of doing that. How is it? Are you getting used to it now?”
Choi Do-jun spoke evenly while slowly moving his hips. The cock filling his insides gradually pulled out. The tender flesh that had been gripping Choi Do-jun’s cock reluctantly held on before letting go.
“Used to, ugh, hnng, …mm…”
Shhllk, what had pulled out came back in even faster. The softened inner flesh changed shape according to Choi Do-jun’s thrusts, like a ripe fruit. He could feel the soft, clingy inner walls sticking pleasantly to his cock.
“You’ll need to get used to it quickly. I have my limits too when it comes to holding back.”
“Ah, haah, ah, ah…!”
Lying face down, Seo Yi-young exhaled hot breaths as he took in Choi Do-jun’s flesh. Just when he thought the pace was gradually increasing, at some point it changed to a tantalizingly slow rhythm. Just as he’d get used to that, the pitch would increase again, and just when Seo Yi-young would barely catch up, it would slow down once more.
A faint heat gradually spread through his continuously friction-heated insides. Seo Yi-young panted with his forehead resting on his forearm.
“Ah, it hurts. Ugh, ungh, hnng…”
“It’s not just, painful, is it?”
His voice sounded as if he had seen right through how Seo Yi-young’s body was feeling.
“No, it hurts. It hurts.”
Finding it difficult to honestly admit, Seo Yi-young shook his head in denial. But certainly, it was as Choi Do-jun said. It wasn’t just pain. Beyond that, he was properly feeling pleasure. As evidence, Seo Yi-young’s cock was leaking precum without even being touched directly, far from going limp. Choi Do-jun moved his hand to the front of Seo Yi-young’s body, checked his groin, and taunted him.
“Doesn’t seem like something you should say when you’re this wet.”
“…Ah, ah, ah, uh…, ughnng. Unng.”
When Choi Do-jun gently moved his hand, there was a squelching sound. At the stimulation to his front, Seo Yi-young unconsciously tightened his rear hole, and Choi Do-jun’s cock inside his body shifted with a twitch. The sense of fullness involuntarily made him moan.
He felt the cock shaft entering him, rubbing as flesh pressed against flesh. The lube, melted by their body heat, made wet sounds with even the slightest movement. His inner walls, which had softened and relaxed, swallowed Choi Do-jun’s cock without difficulty, begging for more. Not only that, but his inner walls wriggled as if welcoming Choi Do-jun’s cock.
Seo Yi-young couldn’t keep his wits about him because of Choi Do-jun’s hand slowly stroking his cock.
“…Ha.”
Choi Do-jun exhaled as if in disbelief. For good reason—each time his cock was stimulated, Seo Yi-young’s inner walls clenched and bit down on Choi Do-jun’s cock.
“Nng, ugh, …ah, wait, ah, uh…! Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Choi Do-jun rapidly stroked Seo Yi-young’s cock in his hand. If he had been just lying there, he might have moved his hips to avoid it, but with Choi Do-jun’s cock inside his stomach, even that wasn’t possible. Like an animal skewered on a spit, he could only flap his body at the surging pleasure. It was enough to bring tears to his eyes.
“Don’t, don’t move, wait, wai, mm! Hnng, argh!”
From his prone position, Seo Yi-young had no choice but to sway his hips back and forth. He swore it wasn’t to heighten the excitement. It was just an instinctive movement to avoid even a little of the stimulation. However, the fact that Choi Do-jun interpreted it completely differently became clear immediately afterward.
“While begging for more like this?”
“No, that’s, mm, huuh, that’s not, not it. No, ahng…!”
The round, smooth glans parted Seo Yi-young’s tightly closed inner walls, advancing before pulling back out. All Seo Yi-young could do in response to the unfaltering penetration into the narrow, deep place was to flinch his shoulders and sob.
Each time Choi Do-jun thrust deeply inside, Seo Yi-young’s breath burst out with no chance to hide it. And for good reason—when Choi Do-jun pounded in, a heavy sensation reverberated deep in his stomach. It was like his body was being shaken.
He wondered if perhaps Choi Do-jun’s flesh had fully entered. Though Choi Do-jun had said he wouldn’t put it all in, that was uncertain. There was also the possibility that he might have gotten excited during the act and pushed deeper.
Fear suddenly flooded his dazed brain. Seo Yi-young shook his head and opened his mouth.
“That’s enough, enough put, huk. Stop putting it in, you damn bastard. Ak.”
Seo Yi-young tried to stop Choi Do-jun’s movements by tightening his hole. But it was completely useless. From behind, he heard Choi Do-jun’s rough breathing.
“Why? Are you scared? Afraid I’ll put it all in?”
“Ugh, hih, re, really stop it…”
Seo Yi-young exploded with frustration at the mocking question, but he knew himself that his voice wasn’t threatening at all. There was no strength in his voice or body. His powerless fingers scratched at the sheets.
Noticing that Seo Yi-young had grown accustomed to taking his cock, Choi Do-jun gradually increased the speed of his hip movements. He thrust deeply inward, then pulled out long and far. Choi Do-jun’s cock, which plunged in with a splashing sound, was such an overwhelming size that it naturally rubbed against Seo Yi-young’s weak spots without specifically targeting them.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
