#080
Yechan didn’t hesitate to pull down his pants and take out his cock. Jiwoon, who had leaned back against the sofa, stood close to Yechan’s lower abdomen and admired his twitching cock.
Every time he looked at it, he thought the same thing – the length, thickness, and shape were all incredible. It was a cock that even had pretty yet fierce-looking pubic hair.
Yechan gripped his cock, which had already started leaking pre-cum.
“Huu…”
The movement of rounding his fingers to coat them with pre-cum and then sliding them down to stroke from the shaft to the base was lewd.
The veins under the slick, glistening skin were vivid. The obscene sound of gripping his cock tightly from base to tip and moving up and down was filthy.
Huu, huu… Yechan’s breathing gradually became rougher and his eyes began to glaze over blankly.
Jiwoon tried to control his breathing. If he didn’t focus, he felt like he would quickly become breathless. Every time he saw Yechan’s tongue licking his lower lip, Jiwoon’s smile deepened.
“Hyung. I want to see your body.”
The veins standing on Yechan’s cock seemed to bulge more than before. Jiwoon pulled up his t-shirt over the cock that had turned an even redder color.
Yechan’s eyes pierced into Jiwoon’s body as it began to be revealed white. Jiwoon enjoyed that gaze and slowly pulled his t-shirt all the way up.
Yechan took in Jiwoon’s firm abs and chest muscles with his eyes while running his tongue over the inside of his mouth.
“Ah… huu…”
Yechan gripped his cock shaft and shook it while roughly rubbing the head with his thumb. His spine tingled with the rising sexual sensation.
The pink nipples particularly caught his attention. I want to touch them. Just as he thought that, Jiwoon bit the hem of his pulled-up t-shirt with his mouth.
“Heu… hyung.”
Yechan’s hand shook his cock more fiercely and rubbed the head. Jiwoon felt his own cock about to burst and held the t-shirt with one hand while putting the fingers of his other hand in his mouth.
Yechan’s eyes, biting his lower lip, were fixed on one spot.
“Yechan-ah.”
Jiwoon’s pronunciation was muffled as he spoke with fingers in his mouth. Making wet sounds – chup, chup – as he sucked his fingers, Jiwoon soon began to tease his own nipples.
“Do you like it here?”
Jiwoon, who had bitten the t-shirt again, wet both nipples with his thoroughly soaked fingers. The shine of saliva reflected in the light glistened on his pink nipples.
Jiwoon stroked, gripped, and rubbed his wet chest with both hands. Ah… Yechan’s eyes became even more unfocused and his breathing grew rougher.
His grip on his cock was rough as he shook it up and down like squeezing it. Jiwoon’s cock twitched inside his pants.
“Ha… I like it… Huu, hyung, I like it.”
“Eu… it tickles. Yechan-ah.”
Jiwoon squeezed his chest hard enough for skin to bulge between his fingers, then released it. Yechan’s hand holding and shaking his cock while drawing circles over the head became frantically fast.
“Ah… I like this.”
Jiwoon lightly pinched his nipple. The flesh twisted between his fingers swelled as if inflating.
Watching his hand movements as he smoothly rolled his nipples with both thumbs, a moan flowed from Yechan. Jiwoon was going crazy from how wet he’d become below, dripping continuously.
“Hyung, ah… I think I’m going to come. Huu…”
Yechan rapidly stroked his shaft while rubbing the head with his other palm. His mouth kept falling open from the dizzying pleasure.
Jiwoon shook his chest while pinching his nipples. Jiwoon’s gaze became hazy watching Yechan’s face grow increasingly heated and fierce.
“Eut, keuk…”
Right in front of him, Jiwoon was caressing his own chest with a completely melted expression. At the lewd scene piercing sharply into his eyes, Yechan’s body trembled and shuddered before semen suddenly spurted up.
Yechan’s fierce face, gritting his teeth and furrowing his brow, turned bright red like blooming flowers. His appearance reaching climax was insanely beautiful.
Fuck. Jiwoon spat out the t-shirt hem he’d been biting and ended up throwing off his clothes completely. Then he gripped his cock that felt like it would burst.
Looking at Yechan’s face and tightly gripping his hand while stroking a few times, the urge to ejaculate quickly rushed over him. Heu… Even after seeing the whitish semen in his hand, his heated body didn’t calm down easily.
Panting, Jiwoon raised his knees as he was.
Lewd. Really too lewd… Yechan, who had been staring at such Jiwoon with enchanted, blank eyes, took off his pants. He began gripping and shaking his cock that had gotten hard again.
“Can I eat now?”
Haa, haa. At Yechan’s urgent question, Jiwoon smeared semen stickily inside himself. Under that piercing stare, it felt like his lower half was burning up.
Jiwoon, who had wetted himself while applying his own semen as deep as possible, said:
“Inside, there’s mine… so wash it all out with yours.”
Yechan, gritting his teeth with a grinding sound, pounced on Jiwoon. Rubbing his head against the entrance while putting Jiwoon’s legs on his shoulders, Yechan growled.
“Hyung, don’t eat anything that’s not from me either. I hate yours too.”
Jiwoon chuckled. As soon as he saw that laugh, Yechan began pushing his cock in hard.
“I hate lube to death too. I only want to shove mine in.”
“Ah…”
Jiwoon moaned quietly and tried to adapt to the feeling of his body opening. With the act after so long, tingling sensations were spreading throughout his body.
“Did you masturbate? Haa, you opened so well earlier that I wondered…”
“Heu…”
Jiwoon shook his head and barely managed to relax his body. Even after coming once, this was happening, fuck.
Just when he thought it was over as he felt the sensation of testicles touching his buttocks, Yechan rotated his hips widely to stir inside, then lifted Jiwoon’s body up entirely.
Then he put his feet on the floor. Jiwoon gasped. Yechan’s brow naturally narrowed at the feeling of the inner walls pressing tightly against his cock with each step.
“Turn around.”
“Crazy… wait, ahh!”
In that state, Yechan moved to the window, made Jiwoon place both hands on the curtains, then thrust his cock from behind. At the rough movement pushing in with a thud, Jiwoon had to grit his teeth and put weight on his arms pressed against the window. As he tensed his legs to endure, his insides tightened even more.
“It’s tight, hyung. It feels good… heu…”
“Ha, haa, ak, eu…”
Jiwoon shook frantically. The penetration that grew deeper became increasingly rough. The movement of mercilessly stabbing and stirring everywhere inside was urgent as if being chased by something.
Watching the sweat flowing down the white back filled with muscles, Yechan bent down and sank his teeth into Jiwoon’s shoulder. At the same time, he wrapped one arm around his waist and pushed his deeply buried cock even deeper.
“Ah, heuk, ahh…! Yechan-ah, eu… good, good!”
“Does it feel good? Here? This… haa, does it feel good?”
“Yeah, eung… more, more…”
Yechan rotated his hips wider and poked his cock into Jiwoon’s spot. The inside wrapping around his thing was welcome. He wanted to come quickly. And at the same time, he wanted to stop at this moment.
Though he was in pleasure, it still wasn’t enough. At the unquenched thirst, Yechan bit his tongue.
“Hyung… should we show this to people?”
“Eu, eheuk, heu…”
Yechan suddenly pulled back the curtains in front. The bright boulevard outside spread before Jiwoon’s vision as he melted in pleasure.
No matter how high up, there was a building right across. Below it, he could see people walking on the sidewalk and cars passing on the road.
This bastard. Jiwoon tensed below and squeezed his hole tight.
“Heueuk!”
Yechan moaned and trembled. But he didn’t stop moving his hips. Yechan finely thrust into Jiwoon’s insides while beginning to roll his nipples.
The tongue sliding along his shoulder and neck line to his ear carried hot breath. His lower half, which had been painfully tight, began to twitch.
At that feeling, Yechan curved his lips and stirred his cock widely.
“It feels good, right? Hyung seems to be enjoying it now… heu… you’re squeezing. Ah, you’re squeezing, hyung.”
Anyone could see and he’d be fucked. The shame and crisis only increased the pleasure further.
Yechan persistently touched his nipples, and tingling pleasure was felt there too. Now Jiwoon was almost sobbing.
“Fuck, ah… good, good. I’m going crazy. Heu, Yechan-ah, I think I’m going crazy.”
Yechan stuck his tongue into such Jiwoon’s ear. When the wet sounds and growling moans combined, Jiwoon’s cock got wet and dripped from the auditory stimulation.
“I’m proud of you, hyung.”
At those words, Jiwoon, who had been trembling violently for a moment, paused. Tulip tree leaves passed before Jiwoon’s eyes. Yechan too, who had talked about his Suneung scores by that tree. Back then, he had definitely said he was proud of him.
Yechan closed his eyes and pushed his hips while listening to Jiwoon’s roughened breathing.
The day when Taehyun had banged on the desk while delivering Jiwoon’s college admission results. What meaning had Jiwoon’s achievement, which had long since disappeared, held for him?
The pitch-black days buried in his heart devoured Yechan. His struggles became even more fierce against memories that left sticky traces that wouldn’t be erased.
Yechan, who had pulled up Jiwoon’s upper body that kept sinking to the floor, persistently continued his hip movements.
Haeu, ah! The insertion angle changed again. Jiwoon, leaning against Yechan, received the cock that thrust in as if it would pierce his lower abdomen.
“I want to show off. Huu… I’m going crazy wanting to show off that you’re doing this with me.”
You’re here. That Lee Jiwoon is here with me now. Yechan began pushing Jiwoon forward while thrusting his hips with thuds.
Ah! Aheuk! Soon Jiwoon’s front body was pressed tightly against the window without gaps. At the cold glass sensation, his breath caught and goosebumps rose all over his body.
His skin and cock touching the glass, the relentless thrusting was being exposed without filter in broad daylight.
“Aheuk, ah, heu…”
“I want to show off. Okay? Huh? Jiwoon-ah…”
Show off? Go ahead, fuck. You were busy, right? Proud? That’s a lie. You were so twisted inside.
Yechan’s twistedness stabbed deeply into Jiwoon’s skin. A chilling poison was spreading through his body.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
