Is this really happening?
…This isn’t one of those countless fantasies, is it?
Min Yugeon tried to ground himself in reality by taking in every part of Seo Suho. Burying his nose in Suho’s flushed neck, he inhaled his scent, then dragged his tongue across heated skin. As he plunged his cock into the slick, semen-filled body, his heavy balls slapped loudly against Suho’s flushed ass. He groped those red cheeks like he meant to leave marks and let his hand glide down to tease the place where their bodies were still joined. Seo Suho flinched and shook his head, as if silently pleading him to stop.
“Ahp, ugh.”
“……”
Min Yugeon’s gaze dropped lower. Watching his cock thrust in and out of Suho’s tight, dripping hole—far too thick and long even in his own eyes—he felt a brief twinge of guilt. But that didn’t stop his thrusts. Instead, moved by a sudden pang of remorse, he leaned down to gently capture Suho’s lips.
Seo Suho, dazed from stimulation and exhaustion, tangled his tongue with Min Yugeon’s. Their labored breaths and wet, sticky noises filled the room, laced with heat. When Min Yugeon brushed the underside of Suho’s tongue with his own, a soft moan escaped.
There wasn’t a single part of Suho’s body that wasn’t sensitive. Every touch made his insides twitch and clench. Min Yugeon let out a deep, trembling breath of pleasure, tilting his head back. His climax was drawing near. Knowing Suho was near his limit, a sense of deep frustration began to creep in.
His intense thrusting suddenly came to a halt. Suho, who’d had his eyes tightly shut and face turned to the side, glanced at him in confusion. Slowly lowering Suho’s legs from his shoulders, Min Yugeon pulled his hips back.
Feeling the thick shaft sliding out of him, Suho jolted with a silent gasp. His slick insides clung to it as it withdrew, a soft pull following the length. The girthy tip finally slipped out, and Min Yugeon, who had been watching the entire process unfold, flushed deeply.
A thin, milky-white strand of fluid slowly stretched and snapped from the tip resting at Suho’s entrance. Suho frowned slightly, shivering at the sudden chill as the filled opening was left empty.
“What are you… Wait—”
Still catching his breath, Suho suddenly kicked his legs in a panic. He could feel semen slowly leaking from his gaping entrance. No matter how much sex they had, he didn’t want Min Yugeon to see that.
Min Yugeon leaned down, gently stroking Suho’s cheek and waist as he tried to pull away.
“Why are you acting like it’s not natural?”
The sight of cloudy semen pooling just past the entrance was nothing short of obscene. Min Yugeon brushed a finger across the soaking hole, making a lewd squelch echo as he slipped a digit inside and out. Suho’s trembling hips tightened from the sheer shame.
“Ugh, nnngh…!”
“Ah… This is driving me crazy.”
Glancing down at his cock, still twitching with need, Min Yugeon flipped Suho’s body over. In an instant, Suho went from lying on his back to being on his stomach. He was startled again by Yugeon’s sheer strength, but only for a moment. The pressure of Yugeon’s body at his back reminded him that he was still leaking semen—and yet Min Yugeon was already pushing back in.
Struggling to stay upright, Suho gripped the bedsheets and let out a choked gasp. It was agony not being given a moment’s rest. He’d thought maybe Yugeon was close to finishing too… but then, why again…?
“…! Ahhp!”
His thoughts scattered. Min Yugeon’s cock, now even more swollen, thrust back into his already well-used body, showing no mercy. The pressure in his belly was overwhelming, and Suho’s black eyes clouded again with ecstasy.
Min Yugeon buried himself deep, feeling as if his mind were melting. The way Suho’s insides clung hot and tight around him made him grit his teeth instinctively.
“If you keep clenching like this… Haa… I won’t want to pull out, Suho.”
Thwack. His pelvis crashed roughly into Suho’s ass, sending a loud slap ringing through the room. Suho’s body jolted forward, the sudden motion leaving him too dazed to respond to the whining tone in Yugeon’s voice.
The semen that had pooled near the entrance was pushed back inside, smearing along the clenching walls. Min Yugeon’s cock, now perfectly aligned, struck that spot inside Suho with practiced ease, its presence visible even through Suho’s flat belly. Suho clutched desperately at the ruined sheets, panting hard.
“Mm, ngh, haahk.”
With every relentless thrust, the stimulation built—until finally, from his untouched cock, a dribble of release began to fall. Having climaxed more than Min Yugeon already, Suho’s body had reached its limit.
Min Yugeon, seeing Suho’s trembling form and the way his body abruptly clenched tight, recognized he was coming. Leaning down, he slipped a large hand under Suho’s belly and gripped his softening cock, now swaying from the repeated pounding, and gave it a firm stroke. He knew Suho wouldn’t be able to finish properly without help.
But with all his nerves on edge, Suho could hardly bear the added stimulation. He tried to swat the hand away with one of his own, but his strength was gone. His weak movements couldn’t stop Min Yugeon’s relentless rhythm.
“Huht…!”
Drip. A dark stain spread across the sheets. As he was squeezed one last time, Suho’s cock emptied itself completely. His arms gave out. Collapsing forward, he lay there gasping, heart pounding in his chest, a wave of exhaustion crashing over him—yet even then, Min Yugeon’s cock remained buried deep inside.
The pleasure wouldn’t end. Suho blindly groped for a pillow and clutched it tight enough to burst. One thought spun wildly in his mind: Just finish already.
“Min Yu… Huuh, Min Yugeon.”
Suho forced the words out with great effort.
“Hurry… please…!”
“…Hurry?”
Min Yugeon, who had been lazily playing with Seo Suho’s cock, finally let go and began to move his hips faster—as if he had taken Suho’s plea as a direct command.
It wasn’t exactly the wrong reaction, but Suho soon regretted saying anything at all.
Compared to before, it wasn’t just rough anymore—his moans, once broken and stuttering, now barely escaped between shallow gasps as Min Yugeon brutally pounded into him. It felt like he was trying to split Suho’s raised hips apart, tightly gripping his ass while slamming in with a cock that seemed to have grown even bigger in preparation for release.
“Ahk! Hhngh, ah!”
Suho’s eyes flew wide, almost tearing at the corners. His trembling hands reached for his belly, where he could feel the skin bulging with every deep thrust. It’s too deep. At this rate… The sudden wave of pleasure was too much for his mind to process. Saliva slipped from the corner of his open mouth.
“Haa, hah.”
Min Yugeon’s brow twisted as he clenched his teeth. He was completely consumed by the way Suho’s insides gripped him, sucking him in with a force that stripped away all reason. His cock, hot from relentless friction, churned up a foamy mix of precum, semen, and lube as it continued to pound Suho without mercy.
As his thrusts grew wilder, Suho’s body started to slide toward the headboard. Not wanting to be hindered from going deeper, Min Yugeon grabbed Suho’s hips tight and yanked him back in time with each thrust. Smack—the cheeks that collided with his pelvis would briefly return to their shape, only to be flattened again and again. Sticky, abused hairs clung to Suho’s reddened ass and peeled away with wet sounds, further inflaming their shared lust.
Had it ever been this intense before? Suho panted heavily, burning up from the inside out. Min Yugeon’s hands anchoring him in place, the cock ruthlessly boring into him—every inch of his body felt scalding. Even his eyeballs seemed to radiate heat.
“……!”
With a forceful thrust, Min Yugeon buried himself to the hilt and held his breath. Every muscle in his body tensed to the point of bursting—and then, his semen erupted violently inside Suho.
“Mmgh…!”
Suho instinctively slapped a hand over his mouth. Being face-down, it felt as if all that cum might spill from his throat. His sweat-slicked body tensed and twitched in faint spasms.
“…Hhh.”
It was only after a long pause that Min Yugeon exhaled, almost explosively. He rolled his hips slowly, cock still spurting weakly, spreading the remaining cum deep inside. Suho lay there, cheek pressed to the bed, breathing hard. He could feel Min Yugeon’s hard thigh twitching behind him.
“Seo Suho.”
Min Yugeon pressed a kiss to Suho’s pale back and gently cupped his belly. Maybe it was just his imagination, but the slight bulge suggested he had filled Suho to the brim. It’s my first time too, but maybe I went too far. Guilt washed over him, and without drawing it out further, he pulled out.
As the soaked cock slid free with a wet, obscene sound, a thick glob of white liquid spilled out immediately. Min Yugeon nearly froze, eyes caught on the sight, but forced himself to look away and gently turned Suho over.
The body beneath him shifted without resistance, still trembling in the lingering haze of pleasure, breath ragged and shallow.
