#45
His body, which had been burning hot, still responded sensitively to even small stimulations.
Shhllk, Choi Do-jun’s cock moved slowly. As it pulled out, the inner flesh that had been gripping his cock reluctantly let go. The hole that had stretched to its limit repeatedly opened and closed ungracefully, engulfing Choi Do-jun’s withdrawing cock.
Choi Do-jun didn’t move even a single finger joint. Even with just that tiny movement, he instantly aroused Seo Yi-young. Seo Yi-young exhaled the breath in his mouth with a “huok” and buried his face in his forearm. He could feel his hole twitching in anticipation of the continued thrusting. Thick sweat seeped across his entire body.
Even in a moment like this. He couldn’t understand his own body at all. It was enough to make him suspect he’d eaten something strange.
“What would you like me to do?”
That’s when Choi Do-jun posed a question.
“Why, why ask something like that?”
“I can’t just make assumptions and do whatever I want on my own.”
Certainly, Seo Yi-young would have been indignant if Choi Do-jun had continued the act at his own discretion. But confirming Seo Yi-young’s intentions also felt somewhat off. Either way, he found fault with whatever Choi Do-jun did. But then again, wasn’t it absurd to try to maintain common courtesy in such an unusual situation?
In his impatience, Seo Yi-young tried to move his hips on his own, but Choi Do-jun pressed down firmly on the back of his waist, making even that difficult. He had thought that if he moved, Choi Do-jun would also get excited, and then they could somehow just get it over with, but that approach didn’t seem like it would work.
Choi Do-jun must be just as aroused, so what explained this difference? Seo Yi-young opened his lips, which had been tightly pressed together.
“Ugh, uh, …continue, please continue.”
“As you wish.”
“Speaking like, that, ah! Ugh! Hungh, ugha! Aah!”
Choi Do-jun’s cock quickly pulled out and then plunged back in. Though his insides had softened and relaxed, they tensed up, unable to immediately adapt to the strong movement. The flesh that had been tightly squeezing Choi Do-jun’s cock inside followed closely as his cock withdrew. This time, he didn’t thrust forcefully into the deepest part.
The glans and thick shaft repeatedly pressed against the sensitive spot that had swollen from the continuous friction.
“Ah. Good, …ugh, ugh. Ah, go-, hnng! Ah. Ah!”
His weak remaining rationality shattered all too easily. Making a mockery of his fear just moments before, he now begged Choi Do-jun. His head spun from panting and gasping for breath. Seo Yi-young stopped thinking, satisfied by the enormous flesh filling his insides.
Once again, Choi Do-jun rubbed his lips against the back of Seo Yi-young’s neck. His full, soft lips moved like they were crawling from the back of his neck to near his shoulder blade. One hand that had been around his waist moved up to his chest, touching Seo Yi-young’s prominently erect nipple.
“Hih, ah, …wait, mmm!”
He played with the nipple with one hand as if flicking it, then twisted it like a pinch. As if pleased with the flinching response, Choi Do-jun whispered near his ear:
“That’s right. You’re doing well.”
The praising tone didn’t bother him. Rather, it felt sweetly satisfying.
“Hng, huk, ah, go-, good. Ah, there. Ah!”
Seo Yi-young’s body, which had been tightly clenching his fist and barely suppressing the boiling itch, shook violently. He couldn’t keep his wits about him with Choi Do-jun’s cock penetrating him so strongly and quickly that it made splashing sounds. Seo Yi-young clenched madly around Choi Do-jun’s solid cock as it ruthlessly ravaged the spot that made him feel good.
His head, his body, felt like they were burning.
“Ak, aah, ah! Ah, ugh, huk!”
The pleasure that had risen to its limit finally overflowed. White fluid spurted from Seo Yi-young’s cock onto the sheets. But there was no time to catch his breath. Choi Do-jun, who had paused briefly, resumed his movements.
His sensitive flesh, which had been heated up, convulsed uncontrollably at Choi Do-jun’s movements. Seo Yi-young couldn’t withstand Choi Do-jun’s renewed thrusting either, shaking his head and crying out long.
“Ah, huk! Ah! I, just, ah, ah!”
“You can come one more time.”
“No, no, ah! No, ahuk!”
Having just ejaculated, there was no way he could come again so soon. There was no way.
“It won’t, won’t get hard, won’t, ak! Argh! Hnng, ugh, ugh!”
His limp cock after ejaculation swayed with Choi Do-jun’s hip movements. Seo Yi-young tried to stop Choi Do-jun, but it was in vain. And then something strange happened.
“Hng, uh…? Hih, ungh, ugh…!”
His voice began to take on a tinge of delight. It didn’t take long for the throbbing that started deep inside his body to spread throughout his entire nervous system. Seo Yi-young checked his own cock. It was still limp. But this feeling was definitely pleasure.
“Right?”
Seo Yi-young couldn’t answer the question that implied “Isn’t that what I said?” He just flinched his shoulders and moaned.
“Strange, ah, huk, it’s stra-ange, ah, ugh!”
“There’s nothing strange about it.”
When Seo Yi-young spoke with a whimper, Choi Do-jun answered with certainty. Seo Yi-young wanted to ask how he knew that, but he couldn’t muster the mental capacity.
Each time Choi Do-jun’s cock pounded his inner walls, which had softened like they’d been tenderized countless times, it felt like his brain was being squeezed. Seo Yi-young breathed heavily, gasping as if trying to secure enough air with his mouth open.
“Hah, uh, auh! Huk, ungh! Ugh, ugh!”
Eventually, splashing sounds came from his hole. Though stretched wide and painfully accommodating, it was still greedily twitching as if asking for more. The one-sided pleasure, almost unbearable, penetrated every corner of his body as if trying to burn even his peripheral nerves. It felt like even his fingertips were tingling.
Seo Yi-young painfully rubbed his cheek against the sheets and heaved his shoulders. Though Choi Do-jun was thrusting roughly, he didn’t push into the place Seo Yi-young had feared earlier. But that was enough. Choi Do-jun’s large cock reached every part, straightening all the winding inner walls. That large, thick cock poked and rubbed all the places Seo Yi-young liked without missing any.
But that wasn’t the end. The cock that was still rapidly entering and exiting Seo Yi-young grew a bit larger.
“Huh?! Hih, huhp, …argh!”
Seo Yi-young, who sensitively noticed the change, thrashed his body. It wasn’t just Choi Do-jun. The flesh inside Seo Yi-young also began to convulse greatly. Just like when he had reached climax earlier, it repeatedly clung to and tightly squeezed Choi Do-jun’s cock.
He broke out in a cold sweat each time his insides repeatedly squeezed Choi Do-jun’s cock.
“Ha, huk…! Wai-, wait. Hik, hng, uh!”
It was a bit different from the climaxes he had felt so far. He felt thirsty to the point of madness. No, it was a longing that made him think he’d be better off going mad.
“Ugh, uh, ah! Ahak!”
Seo Yi-young continuously moaned, clenching and unclenching his fists. His hips moved on their own, swaying in rhythm with Choi Do-jun’s movements. His vision blurred.
“Haah, ah, aah! Hnng, ahungh!”
The boiling pleasure surged over the threshold without any chance to stop it, overwhelming his body. Seo Yi-young’s body convulsed at the wave of climax that hit before he could even close his eyes. Saliva that he hadn’t swallowed ran down the corner of his mouth, but he had no capacity to care.
It was unbelievable. To be able to feel an orgasm without ejaculating anything from his cock. He wasn’t even erect. Yet he reached climax. With pleasure several times stronger.
If the previous pleasure had been a strong wind, this was like a storm. All his nerves stood on edge, sensitively receiving every stimulation. His entire inner wall contracted and tightly squeezed, as if trying to imprint the shape of Choi Do-jun’s cock inside him.
“…Ugh…”
Even Choi Do-jun seemed to have difficulty enduring that strong pressure, letting out a low groan. Through their touching skin, Seo Yi-young could feel Choi Do-jun’s muscles tensing up. Though Seo Yi-young was still not down from his climax, he instinctively knew that Choi Do-jun had ejaculated.
His buttocks tensed at the sensation too intense to be called pleasure. His hole, which twitched on its own, bit down on Choi Do-jun’s cock like it was biting. Choi Do-jun remained still, as if savoring the sensation. Like an anchor dropped, with his cock thrust inside Seo Yi-young’s body.
Seo Yi-young collapsed in place, breathing heavily like someone who had just finished a marathon. What was unexpected was that Choi Do-jun didn’t immediately withdraw his cock from Seo Yi-young’s body. He gently rubbed Seo Yi-young’s shoulder with his palm as he lay face down on the bed. Seo Yi-young exhaled a trembling breath as he silently received the actions of Choi Do-jun kneading his still-hot skin with both his hands and lips.
It was quite unexpected because Seo Yi-young hadn’t anticipated that Choi Do-jun would do something akin to aftercare. Choi Do-jun’s hot body temperature provided considerable comfort to the trembling Seo Yi-young. Not knowing what expression to make, Seo Yi-young maintained his position without turning his head toward Choi Do-jun. When Seo Yi-young’s breathing calmed, Choi Do-jun got up.
At the same time, he felt the cock inside his body withdrawing.
“…Ugh…”
Feeling the huge flesh slipping out, Seo Yi-young involuntarily let out a moan and flinched. The mattress undulated as Choi Do-jun moved. He could feel his hole, now empty of the thick shaft, twitching and trying to return to its original state.
Though the sheets were damp with his own bodily fluids, he didn’t feel like moving. Seo Yi-young, exhausted to his limit, just stared at his own hand sprawled on the sheet with unfocused eyes.
Is this the end? Seo Yi-young’s body, having reached climax multiple times, was in a state where it wouldn’t be strange if he fell asleep right away. His body, weary from the heavy fatigue, sagged like a soaked cotton ball.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
