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The calloused thumb parted his lips and pushed inside. Feeling the rough sensation against his tongue, Haseo unconsciously opened his mouth wider. Choi Mujin’s low laughter could be heard.
“You’re so obedient.”
A toothbrush with toothpaste entered his mouth. Though it wasn’t apparent from his outward appearance, Choi Mujin had a meticulous side. The soft bristles scrubbed against his teeth and touched his tongue.
‘Ugh…’
Who said it? That toothpaste tastes like mint. Haseo squirmed at the sharp sensation of mint. It wasn’t an unpleasant taste, but it stung a bit when it touched his tongue. Seeming to notice this, Choi Mujin made a mischievous expression. Before he knew it, the toothbrush had been removed from his mouth and was replaced by thick fingers. As those fingers delicately explored his foam-covered mouth and then pressed against his throat, Haseo gagged.
“Urgh.”
But since the pressure wasn’t too strong, he didn’t actually vomit.
“Yet you have no problem taking a cock.”
Haseo looked dumbfounded at Choi Mujin’s words. Cock? It wasn’t incorrect, but it was the first time he’d heard him speak that way.
“Cock… I wouldn’t say I’m particularly good at that either.”
If asked whether he liked or disliked fellatio, Haseo would say he disliked it. What was there to like about putting a fishy-smelling piece of flesh in your mouth? Still, men liked seeing Haseo do it.
“So you don’t want to suck it?”
In response to Choi Mujin’s question, Haseo opened his mouth instead of answering verbally.
“But rinse your mouth first.”
“Do I need to?”
“Yes.”
When he nodded, Choi Mujin handed him a cup of water. Haseo rinsed his mouth while glancing sideways at Choi Mujin. Now that his mouth was clean, it should be fine to suck that, right? Though putting it in his mouth felt repulsive, doing so would get him what he wanted.
After spitting out the water, Haseo placed his hand on Choi Mujin’s thigh again. But he couldn’t get what he wanted right away.
“You need to wait.”
Choi Mujin gently stroked Haseo’s hair, then slowly began to unbutton his shirt. With each button undone, more skin was revealed, making Haseo’s eyes grow hazy. Actions that would have been meaningless if done by someone else were appealing when Choi Mujin did them. The black shirt fell to the floor, fully revealing Choi Mujin’s upper body.
Unlike Haseo, his well-trained body was beautiful enough to elicit admiration. Though covered in scars, even those seemed like ornaments. As he was staring intently, Choi Mujin casually leaned against the sink.
“Come to think of it, I should clean up too.”
Before Haseo could respond that it was fine, Choi Mujin took out a new toothbrush and began brushing his teeth.
‘Weren’t you going to punish me?!’
Perhaps this was the punishment? Though his expression was on the verge of tears, Haseo waited obediently for Choi Mujin. Or rather, he tried to wait. But his audacious body couldn’t stay still. Haseo, who had been feeling Choi Mujin’s thigh with his hand, resumed what he had been doing earlier. Biting and pulling down the underwear visible through the lowered zipper, a firmly erect dick sprang out.
The large dick with visible veins looked intimidating, but he still remembered the pleasure it had given him. Haseo lightly licked his lips and kissed the base of the dick.
Then he began to apply everything he had learned so far with Choi Mujin. His lips moved from the base up to the glans. His tongue darted out and licked the opening of the glans.
‘Fishy.’
A man’s penis had a peculiar taste. The strong smell of flesh, a slight fishiness, perhaps the taste of the pre-cum leaking from the glans. While gauging the taste, Haseo gently stroked the shaft of Choi Mujin’s penis with his hand. The already impressive size grew even larger. He suddenly wondered how much bigger it could get. He’d never examined a penis this closely before.
Haseo carefully observed Choi Mujin’s penis before opening his mouth wide. Because the penis was so large, the glans was not small either. Having swallowed just the front part, his mouth already felt fully packed.
‘I might tear my lips at this rate.’
Despite thinking this, Haseo didn’t back down. He wanted to see Choi Mujin moan.
‘Use your tongue when giving head.’
He recalled what someone had said before. He’d wanted to slap that pervert as soon as he heard it, but he couldn’t. Besides, it wasn’t particularly helpful in the current situation. His mouth was so full that moving his tongue as well was too difficult. Haseo felt he was doing well enough just by not accidentally biting Choi Mujin’s penis.
“Puhoo!”
When he withdrew the glans he had been swallowing, he could see that the tip was glistening with saliva. As if entranced, he rubbed that part with his finger before opening his mouth again.
‘I want to take it deeper.’
It seemed possible. Haseo opened his throat and pushed the penis in with effort. He felt a faint pain, but even that felt good. Because it was Choi Mujin. Besides his grandmother, he was the first person Haseo had ever liked. So what wouldn’t he do for him? Even if Choi Mujin didn’t like him back, Haseo wanted to give him a lot.
At that moment, Choi Mujin’s hand touched Haseo’s head again. He stroked Haseo’s hair with a gentle touch. Glancing up, Haseo saw that his eyes were curved into a smile with the toothbrush in his mouth.
‘He’s smiling.’
How could even the sight of him brushing his teeth be so attractive? Choi Mujin put down his toothbrush and rinsed his mouth lightly.
“I seem to be done too. Shall I help you?”
Haseo hesitated briefly before nodding. Choi Mujin then applied pressure to the hand that had been stroking Haseo’s hair. In an instant, he grabbed a handful of hair.
“You need to open wider.”
In that state, Choi Mujin forcefully pushed Haseo’s head down. The penis that had been unable to pass through his throat now pushed its way in with force.
‘I can’t breathe!’
As he was panting awkwardly due to lack of breath, Choi Mujin lightly touched his nose. Only then did Haseo start breathing through his nose, but it was still difficult.
“Should we stop?”
Choi Mujin made this kind suggestion to Haseo. As the hand holding his head began to withdraw, Haseo desperately blinked his eyes. He didn’t want to stop.
‘This is also punishment.’
Before he knew it, physiological tears began to flow from Haseo’s eyes. The tears that welled up flowed down his reddened cheeks to his chin. Haseo’s hands on Choi Mujin’s thighs also tightened their grip. But Choi Mujin’s thighs were so firm that it didn’t seem to affect him at all.
After staying like that for a while, his body seemed to have become more accustomed. Haseo began to move his head, albeit clumsily.
“Use your hands too.”
Though Choi Mujin offered help, Haseo was too overwhelmed to understand and follow through. Being manipulated by him while performing fellatio was all Haseo could manage. Choi Mujin looked down at him with a peculiar gaze. And when Haseo was struggling to breathe properly, the penis that had been pressing against his throat suddenly withdrew.
“Cough!”
As soon as the penis was out, he started coughing.
“Hahh, kuhp, khelugh.”
Haseo coughed and cried for quite some time. And as soon as that subsided, he sniffled. His somewhat pretty face was now a mess due to saliva. However, Choi Mujin had no intention of stopping there. He easily lifted and embraced the weakened Haseo.
“Lower your head.”
Following Choi Mujin’s instruction instinctively, Haseo was carried out of the bathroom. He then opened the door right next to it. In the room that appeared to be the master bedroom, there was a fairly large bed.
Placing Haseo on it, Choi Mujin used a towel from the bathroom to wipe his face.
“What am I going to do with you when you can’t even suck a cock properly.”
That’s not true. He might not be good at it, but it wasn’t that bad. Haseo was about to protest but firmly closed his mouth. As time passed, the effects of alcohol were fading, and occasionally his normal thinking returned. Because of this, he became aware that he shouldn’t say such things.
“Sh-should I try again?”
His voice was rough when he spoke. Though he had only taken in the penis briefly, his throat seemed to have been injured.
“No, now we do something else.”
Choi Mujin sat on the bed and commanded.
“Spread your legs.”
Haseo hesitated briefly before spreading his legs wide. Even while performing fellatio, his penis had remained erect. The penis that was tightly pressed against his stomach somehow embarrassed him. So he pulled a nearby pillow and gripped it tightly with his hands. He wanted to cover his face with it, but he refrained.
“Good boy.”
Why was Choi Mujin so perceptive? It was as if he could read Haseo’s thoughts.
“Try masturbating.”
Why? I already did that earlier. Though puzzled, Haseo placed his hand on his penis. Masturbating wasn’t difficult. It was manageable if he could endure a bit of embarrassment. But that wasn’t what Choi Mujin wanted.
“No, not like that.”
When Haseo looked at him with a confused expression, he said,
“No, Haseo. Not there. Think about it. You don’t normally touch your cock during sex, do you?”
Only then did Haseo realize what kind of masturbation Choi Mujin was referring to.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
