Won-hyeok pulled his out from inside his underwear and rubbed it with his hand. While swallowing up Han-gyeom’s with his mouth, he moved his hand in the same rhythm. Pre-cum dripped onto the bedsheet. Bobbing his face up and down, Won-hyeok sucked hard on Han-gyeom’s shaft.
“Sunbae! Ah… I-I really can’t… I can’t…!”
Han-gyeom hurriedly grabbed at Won-hyeok’s hair, but as if to show him plainly, Won-hyeok swallowed Han-gyeom’s cock all the way down to his throat.
In the end, the moment a moan burst from Han-gyeom’s mouth, his body tensed and he came.
“Ugh…”
Won-hyeok was no different. Both the palm rubbing his own cock and the mouth wrapped around Han-gyeom’s were left wet with cum.
“Sunbae…! P-please spit it out quickly.”
Maybe because he had just climaxed once, Han-gyeom’s body was still trembling. Even then, he seemed terribly embarrassed that he had spilled semen into Won-hyeok’s mouth; judging by his expression alone, he looked ready to burst into tears at any second.
When Won-hyeok simply swallowed the semen he’d been holding in his mouth, Han-gyeom’s eyes widened as far as they could. Even the flustered voice asking why he was eating something so dirty sounded nothing but cute to Won-hyeok right now.
“Why? I don’t think anything that came from your body is dirty either.”
Who would’ve thought he’d ever say something like this after swallowing someone else’s semen. Calming the startled Han-gyeom down, Won-hyeok laid him back on the bed again. As their bodies pressed and rubbed together, arousal started rising once more below. With the hand still smeared in his own semen, Won-hyeok parted the cleft of Han-gyeom’s ass.
“Ugh…”
Startled, Han-gyeom instinctively burrowed into Won-hyeok’s arms.
“There’s no lube. Sorry. Still, I won’t make it hurt.”
Holding Han-gyeom tightly, Won-hyeok spread his legs again. Then, with fingers slick with semen, he carefully stroked his perineum. Maybe Han-gyeom was tense, because the arms wrapped around Won-hyeok tightened with force. Even while softly kissing his hair, Won-hyeok didn’t stop moving his hand.
When he pushed his middle finger into the hole, a tight sensation closed around it. At the same time, a pained moan burst from Han-gyeom’s mouth. Since his hand was slick with semen, getting it in itself wasn’t too difficult, but maybe because Han-gyeom was so tense, opening him up didn’t seem especially easy.
Won-hyeok was going out of his mind. Honestly, he wanted to hurry and shove his cock inside and thrust on instinct, but at the same time, he didn’t want to drive Han-gyeom that far. That too was one of Won-hyeok’s instincts.
“Han-gyeom.”
“Ahhn… y-yes?”
Moving his finger in and out, Won-hyeok called his name. Han-gyeom’s flushed face was red, and cold sweat had gathered on his forehead. The face that had only looked pleasured during the blowjob earlier was now tinged with a little fear.
“What do you think would make you feel good if I did it for you? Hm?”
Won-hyeok kissed his forehead. Even the sweat seeping between his lips tasted sweet.
“K-kiss… Ah. Please kiss me.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than Won-hyeok urgently crashed their lips together. As he ravaged his lips gently while stirring inside the hole, it felt like Han-gyeom loosened just a little more than before. Riding that momentum, Won-hyeok pushed in one more finger. Han-gyeom’s small body jerked and sprang up, but Won-hyeok bit at his lips and didn’t let him go, pressing in even harder. At the same time, he rubbed the cocks trapped between their stomachs, stimulating them.
Maybe because the pleasure was split in several directions, the strength slowly drained from Han-gyeom’s body. Won-hyeok pushed his fingers deeper into the gradually loosening hole. At first his hand had only moved up and down as if simply opening him up, but soon it turned persistent and heavy, moving as though it meant to dig something out from inside.
Won-hyeok bent his two fingers like a hook and probed and thrust against the inner wall. Then, when he brushed a certain spot, Han-gyeom suddenly bit down hard on Won-hyeok’s lips.
“Ahh… th-this feels weird…”
“What about it feels weird?”
Even though Won-hyeok already knew, he asked insistently anyway.
“It tickles… ahh, and it feels g-good.”
That was what he wanted to hear. Letting out a deep breath, Won-hyeok pressed hard, again and again, on the spot of pleasure he’d found earlier with force at his fingertips. He could feel hot, slick fluid against his stomach, and from the body clinging to him came an equally lovable scent. At the sight of Han-gyeom sticking to him even while letting out wet moans, Won-hyeok bit down hard on his lip.
“Fuck, Han-gyeom… ah…”
He was definitely the one probing into the hole, and Han-gyeom was the one losing his mind in the spreading pleasure and clinging to him, yet somehow it felt like he was the one even more aroused. His brain felt like it was sizzling, heat rising to his eye sockets enough to make his eyes feel ready to pop out. His breathing turned ragged, and his cock swelled so hard it felt like it would burst.
Even though it wasn’t time for rut, his body floated with a feverish high more intense than during any heat he’d ever had.
“Han-gyeom, Kang Han-gyeom… Han-gyeom, fuck…”
“Ahh… sunbae, it’s too fast…!”
The more Won-hyeok moved his hand, the more it felt like Han-gyeom’s inner walls were heating up from the friction as well. Only after the entrance had loosened somewhat did Won-hyeok slowly pull his fingers out. When his fingertips slipped all the way free, Han-gyeom let out an incoherent sound and curled in on himself.
Won-hyeok stared at the fingers that had just been inside Han-gyeom’s body. Maybe because he had touched him together with semen, his fingers were a little swollen compared to usual.
“Is it hard?”
Won-hyeok laid Han-gyeom flat on the bed and raised his upper body. As their stomachs, which had been pressed together, parted, the semen stretched thickly between them. It seemed Han-gyeom must have come one more time.
“Mmh…”
Instead of answering, Han-gyeom only let out a moan. That too was so maddeningly cute that Won-hyeok showered his face with kisses over and over.
Changing position and settling between Han-gyeom’s legs, Won-hyeok properly lifted and held them up. After rubbing his lips over the supple ankle that fit in one hand several times, he held his legs wide open.
“It’s so, so embarrassing…”
Han-gyeom let out a miserable sigh, covering his small face with both hands. But Won-hyeok’s gaze was fixed on only one place. The entrance where his hard cock was about to go in. The area he’d just thoroughly worked over with his fingers was flushed red.
“Hah, fuck.”
As Won-hyeok stared over that spot relentlessly, the hole suddenly clenched once. At the sight of it fluttering as though hiding in embarrassment, Won-hyeok abruptly tensed his waist hard. He had almost come again.
“Sunbae… why are you only looking?”
When Won-hyeok still didn’t do anything, Han-gyeom finally spoke in a trembling voice. Won-hyeok wiped at the tears gathered at the corners of his eyes with his lips and lowered his upper body over him.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Ah…”
Won-hyeok slowly licked up the clean line of Han-gyeom’s neck.
“But fuck, I want to push into you.”
Won-hyeok grasped his cock and lined it up at the entrance. When a foreign sensation completely different from fingers touched the hole, Han-gyeom’s breathing grew a little rougher too.
“Even if I hurt you, don’t hate me. Okay?”
“I-I won’t hate you… ngh.”
Won-hyeok slowly put more strength into his waist and pushed in. Feeling a pressure far more intense than anything from before, Han-gyeom drew in sharp breaths.
“Really?”
“Yes. I… ahh…! No matter what you do, sunbae, I think I’ll l-like it… hhng, I want to like it.”
“This is seriously driving me crazy.”
“Ah!”
It happened when Won-hyeok roughly swept his hair back. Han-gyeom cried out sharply. Won-hyeok had thrust his hips up hard and pushed his cock all the way inside Han-gyeom in one go.
“Ah… haa…”
Both of them let out low groans at the same time. Won-hyeok clenched his teeth so hard his jawbone stood out, drowning in a mind-numbing pleasure he had never once felt in his life, enough to make him feel like he could die from it.
Fuck, how can this feel this good?
Won-hyeok raised his upper body. Seeing his fully erect cock buried completely inside the place that had struggled to take even two fingers earlier, he felt an indescribable fullness. Kang Han-gyeom was beneath him. Han-gyeom, falling apart and aroused by his touch, belonged wholly to him in this moment.
Won-hyeok moved his waist. At first, without pulling his cock out all the way, he slowly drew back and pushed in bit by bit, as though memorizing every sensation of the inner walls wrapping around him through his body.
“Hngh… nn…”
Even while doing that, he watched Han-gyeom’s reactions relentlessly. Clutching the bedsheet like it was a lifeline, eyes squeezed shut, whimpering softly, he looked exactly like a small animal caught in a trap.
“Fuck, you’re so damn cute. Do you know that? Do you know how cute you are right now? Fuck, I seriously want to devour you.”
“Ahh…! Sunbae…”
When he drew his hips back long, Han-gyeom’s inner walls clung to his cock all the way out. Seeing the red, secret flesh inside being dragged along with it, Won-hyeok drove his hips up hard once. After repeating that movement several more times, Han-gyeom’s waist bounced this way and that. The pre-cum leaking from Won-hyeok’s cock was sticky, and the dull sounds coming from Han-gyeom’s ass each time he thrust his hips were, quite literally, obscene and arousing.
“Hhk…”
As the thrusting continued, tears rolled down from the corners of Han-gyeom’s eyes. Before the droplets could fall onto the bedsheet and be absorbed, Won-hyeok quickly bent his upper body and swept his tongue over his cheek. Everything that came from Kang Han-gyeom’s body had to belong to him.
Like a dog, Won-hyeok licked up the tears flowing from Han-gyeom’s eyes.
I love this for them