Deep inside the mansion, in Seo Won’s room.
“Huuh, ah….”
Cha Han-gyeom’s sultry moans filled the room. Seo Won, his lips nestled between Han-gyeom’s trembling cheeks, slowly lifted his eyes and gazed forward. Beyond the soft, springy curve of Han-gyeom’s ass, black strands of hair trembled like grass swaying in the breeze.
As his tongue gently loosened the puckered entrance, Han-gyeom repeatedly swallowed down shaky breaths. At some point, he’d buried his face in the pillow, groaning in pleasure. Even without seeing it, Seo Won could vividly picture the flushed, intoxicated expression on his face.
After giving the opening a deep, wet suck, Seo Won pulled back with a soft pop and gave Han-gyeom’s butt cheek a gentle, teasing bite.
“Ah! Ugh…!”
Overstimulated and hyper-sensitive, Han-gyeom flinched hard, shoulders jerking as he clenched his fists. He was still lying face down, his hips lifted high in the air, gripping his own cock tightly with one hand.
Seo Won, watching that pale, desperate grip—as though Han-gyeom were trying to become one with his cock—caressed him with a low murmur.
“You could just let go, you know. Let yourself come.”
But Han-gyeom shook his head, still pressing his forehead into the pillow.
“N-No… not yet. If I come now…”
His voice, soaked in ragged panting, trembled with pleading.
“Y-You… like it when I hold back… when I can’t come, right…?”
Those words made Seo Won’s lower half throb with a deep, aching need. He liked it—Han-gyeom restraining himself just to suit his tastes.
Seo Won hooked his arms around Han-gyeom’s waist and legs and flipped him over in one swift, rough motion. Han-gyeom, suddenly flat on his back without warning, bit down on his lower lip as a shiver shot down from his twitching cock, reacting to the sudden movement.
Just as Seo Won expected, Han-gyeom’s face was flushed bright red. Looking down at him, Seo Won extended a finger and gently stroked the area around his opening.
“Ahh…! Ngh…!”
The tenderly stretched entrance twitched beneath his touch, trembling visibly under his fingertip. As if tracing soft circles, his fingers brushed over the wrinkled rim before two fingers slipped inside from the very start.
“Ngh—!”
The moment the fingers were in, they found the sweet spot as if magnetized, pressing into it hard. The violently clenching heat of his insides pulsed around him, and Han-gyeom’s back arched with a sudden jolt.
“Huff—wait, wait… just a sec…!”
Still clutching his cock, Han-gyeom now pressed his thumb tightly against his own urethra. His hand had gone nearly white from the strain. With his other hand clenched so hard it looked like he might rip the bed sheet apart, it was clear—he had passed his limit long ago.
“Want me to make you come?”
“N-No… it’s fine…! Ahh—!”
As if he’d taken that as a yes instead, Seo Won deliberately thrust his fingers even deeper. Han-gyeom’s flushed white body twisted under the heat, and tears welled up in his wide, shocked eyes.
“Then hold it in. Let’s see how long you can last.”
“Ah—! Haaahk—!”
With clear intent to test his limits, Seo Won pressed mercilessly inside him. Again and again, each thrust escalating the pressure, as if he’d slipped some kind of toy inside. The vibrating spasms within only grew more intense. From the tip of Han-gyeom’s cock—still clenched tight in his fist—clear, sticky fluid began to seep out, too much to fully stop.
Despite everything, Han-gyeom was incredibly patient. Even with his hips and waist trembling from pleasure, he refused to let go of his cock.
Seo Won, panting heavily from the rising excitement, suddenly grabbed Han-gyeom’s wrist—the one blocking his release.
“It’s fine if you hold back, but…”
“H-Hold on, wai—!”
“If you keep blocking it like that, you’ll break. What if something happens to my favorite toy?”
Calling it his, Seo Won glanced at the cock still hidden behind Han-gyeom’s hand, then firmly pried his hand away by force. At the same time, he drove his fingers in again—faster, rougher, without pause.
“Haaagh! N-No…! Aah!”
Because Han-gyeom had been holding back for so long, the moment was inevitable. Thick, pearly-white cum burst out with nowhere left to hide. It splashed up in a long arc, landing all the way up his chest. To Seo Won, that image was nothing short of an aphrodisiac.
Even more stimulating was the sight of Han-gyeom’s cock—so full, flushed, and swollen that it trembled in sync with every thrust inside, releasing shot after shot.
The intense stimulation almost hurt, but in the best way. That tight, clenching release only heightened the pleasure. Seo Won’s cock was now fully erect—rock-hard and throbbing.
Han-gyeom couldn’t stop cumming. His body twitched and squirmed wildly, groaning nonstop. The tight ring of his stomach kept clenching involuntarily, and it was driving Seo Won just as delirious with lust.
Han-gyeom looked utterly spent. The extended climax had left him drained, his face burning with heat and streaked with tears that had streamed from his eyes. His chest heaved uncontrollably, rising and falling with each gasping breath.
Seo Won finally withdrew his fingers and leaned in, pressing a kiss to Han-gyeom’s tear-streaked face.
“Guess you liked that.”
Han-gyeom didn’t answer. Instead, he gazed up at Seo Won through half-lidded, dazed eyes. His red irises shimmered with heat and moisture, like they were trying to seduce him even now.
Seo Won’s now-burning fingers slid over Han-gyeom’s nipples. Saliva from earlier foreplay, and clear fluid from deeper inside, clung to the tips of those soft, flushed peaks as his fingers rolled and rubbed them.
“Hnn…”
Han-gyeom was clearly exhausted, but his body was still trembling with sensitivity. Just the faintest touch from Seo Won had him responding instantly.
His body, limp just a moment ago, now began to tense again—heat blooming outward from his chest, spreading in slow, steady waves of arousal.
Seo Won lifted his hand from Han-gyeom’s nipple and grabbed both of his legs, spreading them wide. Then, as if to show him what was coming, he positioned his cock right between them.
Feeling the solid heat press against him, Han-gyeom looked down—and froze. No matter how many times he saw it, he could never get used to the size. When fully hard, Seo Won’s cock was simply too long, too thick, too hard.
“Want me to put it in?”
It wasn’t just Han-gyeom who had been holding back. Seo Won, barely keeping himself from cumming just from pleasuring him, was already past his limit.
Even if it seemed too much for his body to take, Han-gyeom bit down on his lip and slowly nodded. It wasn’t like saying no would stop him anyway. Seo Won had never been one to wait when it came to this.
“But go slow…! Aah—!”
He didn’t even get the whole sentence out. A sharp, throbbing pain spread through his lower body, and Han-gyeom let out a startled cry. Seo Won was already pushing in, the thick shaft following the head in one firm thrust.
Even though he’d been well prepared, taking in something that thick and hard was never easy.
Seo Won stroked slowly from Han-gyeom’s pelvis down to his thighs, the motion light and soothing, like a tickle.
“Relax. You’ll tear.”
“T-That’s… why I said go slow… Hnngh…!”
As if rebelling against the intrusion, Han-gyeom’s insides clenched down tightly. Less than half had been inserted, and he was already squeezing this hard—if Seo Won went too slow like this, they wouldn’t even get halfway in before sunrise.
More importantly, Seo Won wasn’t in any condition to wait patiently. Gripping both of Han-gyeom’s hips, he began pushing in just the tip, then pulling out, repeating the motion slowly.
It was something they’d never done before. Usually, once Seo Won got the tip in, he’d shove it all the way through—fast and hard. That way, once the pain passed, everything got easier. If Han-gyeom looked like he was struggling, Seo Won would just stimulate another sensitive spot, grind deep inside, and Han-gyeom would forget the pain in seconds.
But now, Seo Won was holding back, as if trying not to hurt him. He was entering slowly, cautiously, like he was genuinely worried about hurting him or causing a tear.
Maybe because of that, Han-gyeom’s body began to open up more steadily. His strained breaths eased little by little, and the stiff tension in his lower half started to melt away.
Seo Won kept easing in, still slow, still gentle. He leaned down and kissed Han-gyeom’s face—soft, fluttering kisses that landed one after the other. That ticklish affection made Han-gyeom’s eyes melt with the same heat pooling below.
“Mm… ngh…”
“Haa…”
The deeper Seo Won pushed in, the more their heated breaths tangled with each other in waves of pleasure. That thick cock—forcing its way through the narrow, velvety entrance—throbbed with every inch it sank in, like a second heartbeat. Each time it pulsed, Han-gyeom’s body jerked with a quiet, trembling moan. His thighs quivered as they stayed spread, and the tight muscles of his ass clenched and relaxed in rhythmic spasms.
By the time nearly the whole length had slipped inside, that tight, soft passage was clenching down like a tiny mouth trying to suck him in. And just then—Han-gyeom’s cock, which had gone semi-soft after his release—began leaking clear fluid once again from the tip.
The clear fluid trailed down in a long, sticky string, falling with soft drip drip sounds onto the puddle of thick, pearly-white cum already smeared across his abdomen. Each drop only heightened Seo Won’s arousal.
Grabbing both of Han-gyeom’s wrists with one hand, Seo Won pinned them above his head. With the other hand, he wrapped his fingers around Han-gyeom’s cock—the same one still dribbling clear fluid.
“Hhiik…!”
Still oversensitive from the earlier orgasm he had tried to suppress, Han-gyeom’s cock twitched violently in Seo Won’s grip. It wasn’t just the heat of Seo Won’s hand that made his lower belly ache—it was the way his thumb teasingly circled the tip, brushing over it like a tickle that made it pulse with raw need all over again.
“Are you really going to keep making a mess like this?”
Seo Won narrowed his eyes, voice laced with mischief, as he rubbed the sticky droplets clinging to the tip. The slick, slightly viscous texture of the fluid spread beneath his fingers, making the flushed red cockhead gleam even more enticingly.
Even while buried deep inside Han-gyeom, Seo Won played with his cock like a toy.
The obscene slickness, the lewd wet sounds, and the tremors in Han-gyeom’s body made his back arch involuntarily.
Seo Won drank in the sight, savoring every movement, and coaxed Han-gyeom’s cock fully erect once again.
