“No, just in case… There’s not much variety in sizes, you know. In our country… And Alpha condoms are even harder to find, so I tend to buy a lot when I do… From the perspective of frugal and wise consumption…”
I wasn’t judging.
Indeed, the size that tightly grips as soon as it’s put on is quite unique. Saebyeok placed the condom box on the nightstand and opened one.
Since the cock was still stiffly erect, putting on the condom wasn’t difficult. Actually, it might have been a bit challenging because it was throbbing so much.
Pyeonghwa’s thigh muscles twitched. Saebyeok laid Pyeonghwa down on the bed and climbed on top of him.
“Ah, fuck. So stimulating. I’ll live a virtuous life.”
Pyeonghwa covered his mouth in excitement. Saebyeok momentarily regretted getting on top, but quickly heated up as Pyeonghwa wiggled his hips and rubbed his groin.
The handsome face beneath him smiling, and unlike the relaxed expression, the urgent movements of his body were arousing.
“Hmm… Mmm, haa, Saebyeok, hurry. Hmm?”
The thoroughly hoarse voice, the thick flesh felt between the buttock cleft, the sensual touch that pressed firmly around the navel before rubbing, and the indifferent yet yearning gaze that felt like it would stop his breath—when he saw all this, it felt like a corner of his heart was being filled to the brim.
Saebyeok loved this expression that Pyeonghwa showed only to him. It could even be called a sense of superiority.
Saebyeok lowered his head to kiss Pyeonghwa and moved his hips. He could feel the head of the cock touching his hole.
Even though he might have inserted it hundreds, no, perhaps thousands of times by now, the glans, about the size of a child’s fist, always gave quite a bit of tension before insertion.
Slowly lowering his hips, he gradually swallowed Pyeonghwa’s cock. He could feel Pyeonghwa groaning deeply and tearing at the bed sheets.
After painstakingly swallowing the cock that pushed in snugly, he paused for a moment. Just a little rest until he got used to it…
“Ah! Mmm! Ah, uh, ah, don’t, wait, wait, huh!”
“Mmm, sorryyyy.”
Pyeonghwa, holding Saebyeok’s waist, thrust his hips upward. The thick cock scratched against the inner walls, thrusting in roughly.
“Mmm, it’s been too, long, mmm sorryyyy.”
You’re not sorry right now! This isn’t what sorry people do right now! Saebyeok couldn’t even argue and just moved with Pyeonghwa’s rhythm.
He trembled with intense pleasure, like his prostate was being punched, only dripping clear fluid.
Pyeonghwa regretted missing a rare opportunity to enjoy Saebyeok in the top position, but it couldn’t be helped.
They say a thirsty person digs a well, but Pyeonghwa was already beyond thirsty, just one step away from becoming a mummy. Giving someone like that Saebyeok’s dew, which was like fairy food, was more like torture.
He needed to pour 2 liters straight down his esophagus; there was no time to savor it.
Pyeonghwa continued to thrust upward while sucking on Saebyeok’s nipples, who had collapsed on top of him. The inner walls tightly gripped his cock.
Pyeonghwa always felt ticklish when looking at Saebyeok. Even though they had known each other for over 20 years and had been dating for 10, his chest still felt ticklish when looking at Saebyeok’s face. And when they were completely naked, with their flesh pressed together like this, his teeth felt itchy. It felt like being a teething puppy.
Like someone with an obsession, whenever he saw Saebyeok’s nape, he wanted to suck on it and nibble it gently.
Fortunately, each time, Saebyeok didn’t freak out or dislike it, but diligently enjoyed the sensation.
“Ah! Mmm! Mmm…!”
Just like now.
Pyeonghwa, even more excited by Saebyeok’s continuous moans, moved his hips. With each upward thrust, the inner flesh gripped him tighter, making him forget how to breathe as he continued to move his hips.
When he probed the spot that had been ticklish and bubbling in his stomach, it wasn’t long before Saebyeok’s waist arched.
The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping and moans. The hip movements, which seemed like they couldn’t get any faster, accelerated even more, and soon everything seemed to turn white before his eyes.
Saebyeok clung to Pyeonghwa, wrapping his legs around his waist. His body trembled at the short, rapid surges of pleasure.
Without being able to say who came first, they ejaculated simultaneously, and Pyeonghwa collapsed on top of Saebyeok. The sound of heartbeats could be heard through their touching skin.
The pounding heartbeat, as if they’d just sprinted 100 meters, the pheromones felt so intensely it made him dizzy, and Pyeonghwa, who gave him an indescribable sense of fulfillment, felt overwhelming.
Saebyeok caught his breath while embracing Pyeonghwa.
Pyeonghwa, gasping for breath, nuzzled and licked any part his lips could reach. His wet, hot flesh touched Saebyeok’s collarbone, nape, and perked-up nipples.
Smack, smack, smack—the places where his lips passed felt itchy and heated. It was nice to be excited and thrilled when mindlessly exploring each other, and it was also nice to feel everything clearly and stable when enjoying the aftermath.
Pyeonghwa tied the condom and carelessly threw it in the trash, then took out another one.
“Again?”
His voice, already hoarse, came out weakly.
“You really don’t need to worry. I’ll do everything. You really don’t have to do anything.”
I’m the one shaking, what do you mean I don’t have to do anything? I’m the one being penetrated, you bastard.
“Mmm I love you.”
Smack, smack, smack, smack. The rain of kisses was ticklish, but he’d already come three times… To think that words of love…
“Saebyeok.”
“…Yes?”
“I really love you. Smooch.”
“I love you too…”
It came out so easily.
***
Pyeonghwa greeted an exceptionally peaceful and beautiful morning.
The world couldn’t be more beautiful.
Thunder was rolling, it was raining a bit, and that rain was slightly freezing, turning into sleet, with somewhat trashy things falling from the sky, but it was still incredibly beautiful.
“Honey, wake up. It’s almost check-out time.”
“Extend it.”
“Kyaa! Your voice is so sexy!”
To Pyeonghwa, who had tasted heaven, Saebyeok made his request with a voice that seemed to have crawled up from hell.
Human desire, what exactly is sexual desire? They say ignorance is courage, but sexual desire was a terrible urge that blinds even the knowledgeable.
‘It’s not like I didn’t know this would happen.’
The moment he raised his body from the bed, his waist felt like it would break, as if his body would snap in two, causing Saebyeok to crawl across the bed.
“Honey, I really enjoyed last night.”
Seeing Pyeonghwa blushing and his eyes shining like a girl in love, while there was a bit of irritation rising, Saebyeok thought this little waist pain was nothing.
“Yesterday you were totally a beast. Rawr.”
No, the irritation is rising quite a bit?
Beast-man Shin Saebyeok calmed his heart and ate the room service food.
“Despite everything, it was good.”
“Indeed.”
The two drank warm coffee while watching the winter sea in the rain.
What had been like sleet was now completely melted into rain, leaving traces on the window.
A peaceful moment. They had always been waiting for days like this.
Gong Pyeonghwa and Shin Saebyeok were very happy in America, but while they were happy, they were also always anxious. As happy as they were, they were just as scared.
Afraid that one day their parents would suddenly appear and tell them to break up, that one of them might die young, or that they might be kicked out penniless.
When Iseul was pregnant, they were very afraid of being forced into an abortion.
If someone were to ask how they could be scared now, after having been sent abroad to study but instead living together, speeding, getting married, giving birth, doing everything that would worry their parents… honestly, they’d have nothing to say, but…
If kicked out of the house penniless, Saebyeok could see a future of manual labor for himself, but after breaking up with Pyeonghwa, he couldn’t see any future at all.
Better death than separation! Though it might sound like some end-of-century romantic notion, he did think that way sometimes lately.
Breaking up now was impossible anyway.
They had no choice but to face it together.
***
“Which family should we visit first?”
Back in Seoul, the two agonized over the big event of the day: visiting both families.
“I heard you’re supposed to visit the wife’s family first.”
“Your family is the wife’s family to me.”
This was the problem since both were men.
“Let’s just determine it fair and square with rock-paper-scissors.”
When Pyeonghwa made this appropriate suggestion, Saebyeok immediately replied.
“I’m going with rock.”
“Don’t try psychological warfare.”
Pyeonghwa, who had never won in rock-paper-scissors psychological warfare, whined.
Perhaps proving they were truly soulmates, rock-paper-scissors without psychological tactics showed no sign of ending. With the never-ending game, Iseul’s patience burst along with tears.
In the end, Pyeonghwa, after receiving a solid smack on the back from Butler Hwang, decided with a slight tear to visit the closer house first.
They stopped by a department store and bought a gift of Korean beef, wild matsutake mushrooms, specially selected high-sugar premium fruit baskets, and a few more presents based on personal preferences.
“We didn’t need to buy this much.”
“Well, we need to bring lots of bribes to lessen the force of their fists, right?”
“My father doesn’t hit people.”
To Pyeonghwa, who was already prepared to be hit, this was a frightening statement.
“Then, is he going to strangle me to death?”
“He, he probably won’t kill you…?”
There was no certainty.
Looking back, Saebyeok’s father had always been that way. Unlike other fathers, he never used a rod or made him kneel with raised hands as punishment. He had never even raised his voice to scold.
Of course, part of it was that Saebyeok himself was inherently obedient and didn’t cause trouble, but Chairman Shin had never really done anything that could be called excessive discipline.
Nevertheless, to Saebyeok, his father was always a difficult and frightening figure.
He had a charisma that made people anxious and feel small.
Thinking about it now, he wondered if he might have been unconsciously intimidated because his father was an Alpha.
“Setting aside your father-in-law, what about your mother-in-law?”
“My mom is like an angel. She’s the queen of supporting her husband, and I’m not just saying this because she’s my mom, but she’s really affectionate and compassionate. She became a bit sensitive after I presented as an Omega, but she still won’t say anything harsh to you.”
Pyeonghwa felt newly nervous.
It was something he always noticed, but there was a sense of distance just in how Saebyeok addressed his parents. Mom is “mom,” but dad is “father”? In today’s world, who calls their dad “father”? What kind of family were they?
Of course, that must be correct, but in this day and age? My peers still call their dads “dad.”
For Pyeonghwa, who still called his father “dad,” the title “father” was on another level.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
