Eun-jo panted as his waist bent helplessly.
The sensation of fingers sliding in and out between his spread hole was painfully vivid. In terms of thickness, they were about the same size as an adult man’s cock.
Relentless.
Unlike usual, when he obediently followed Eun-jo’s wishes, this time Heo Nan-gyeom clearly had no intention of stopping. He held Eun-jo tightly against him while continuing to finger him mercilessly.
And now that he knew exactly where to press to make him feel good, he kept thrusting directly into those sensitive spots until Eun-jo’s mind went completely blank.
When Nan-gyeom dug his index and middle fingers into the swollen spot deep inside him, sparks burst across Eun-jo’s vision.
“Hnghaa!”
Crying out, Eun-jo quickly clapped both hands over his mouth.
If Heo Yu-jin was still in the shared Guiding Room across the hall, he might hear.
Realizing Eun-jo’s uneasy gaze had drifted toward the door, veins rose sharply across Nan-gyeom’s forehead. His eyes flashed dangerously.
“…Are you still thinking about that brat?”
“He’s probably still over there right n—hngh…!”
Effortlessly, Nan-gyeom flipped Eun-jo over. Pulling his ass toward his face, he spread apart the plump flesh with both hands.
“That bastard doesn’t know anything like this, Yeo Eun-jo-ssi.”
The hole he’d just been violating with his fingers was exposed completely. Inside the slightly opened entrance, soft pink flesh glistened. Wet with slick fluid, it looked like perfectly ripened fruit. The sweet scent wafting from it was enough to make his head spin.
“He probably doesn’t even know how to do this.”
He buried his face there immediately.
A thick tongue invaded him like a thug, forcing its way deep inside. It reached far within him in no time, rubbing against his inner walls.
“Hah, ah! Ahh, there’s dirty…! Ah!”
Dirty?
If Eun-jo knew just how much Nan-gyeom loved licking his hole clean, he might be so shocked he’d run away.
Spreading the entrance wide, Nan-gyeom licked up all the fluid pooled there and traced over the places he’d touched earlier with his fingers using his tongue instead.
Every time he licked that sensitive spot, Eun-jo folded nearly in half.
“Hngh, ah, ahhh…! Ah!”
Wet sounds spilled out endlessly.
Every time the tongue pushed in and out, it felt like his sanity left and returned with it.
He never taught him how to do this.
Biting down on his lower lip, Eun-jo flailed his hands blindly. Then his hand brushed against Nan-gyeom’s cock beneath his thigh.
Apparently he’d been hard for a long time already—dark red, swollen, and bulging as though on the verge of bursting.
There was another one beneath it too, but Eun-jo desperately pretended not to notice as he wrapped both hands around the head of the first.
To keep himself from moaning, he needed to put something in his mouth.
Just as he parted his lips, a large hand suddenly yanked his ass backward.
“You think I’d make you do something like that?”
Even while irritated, he still couldn’t bring himself to make Eun-jo do that. Baring his teeth, he bit down on Eun-jo’s ass sharply.
“Ah!”
“You never taught anyone how to suck either.”
Nan-gyeom buried his face there again. Even knowing how petty he was being, the jealousy he’d unleashed refused to settle down.
Spreading Eun-jo open to the limit, he licked relentlessly without taking his eyes off the hole. Every time the tip of his tongue swept firmly over the entrance, Eun-jo’s feet curled helplessly.
“Ah, hngh! Stop…! Heo Nan—ahhh!”
Incomplete words tumbled out.
When the tongue pushed into his oversensitive hole again, a chilling sensation shot through him.
His lower stomach tightened heavily, and even his cock twitched hard.
“Ah, ah!”
Burying his face against Nan-gyeom’s hard abs, Eun-jo shook his head weakly.
With his ass raised high, he was being shamelessly sucked apart below. The fact that it was Heo Nan-gyeom of all people doing this filled him with a strange thrill.
His erection jutted stiffly upward, slapping against his stomach. Feeling himself about to climax, Eun-jo grabbed tightly onto Nan-gyeom’s thigh.
“D-Don’t. Hngh… ah, ahhhn!”
With a long cry, Eun-jo’s entire body trembled violently. The semen he’d been holding back burst free. White spurts soaked Nan-gyeom’s stomach before dripping all the way onto the bed sheets.
Drenched in pleasure and humiliation, Eun-jo gasped desperately for air. Only then did Nan-gyeom finally lift his head from between his legs.
“Hngh… haa…”
Supporting Eun-jo’s limp body, Nan-gyeom slowly stroked his cock. Sticky semen smeared across his palm. Then he spread it thickly between Eun-jo’s ass cheeks and grabbed hold of his flushed body again.
Realizing what he intended to do, Eun-jo squirmed weakly.
“I-I just came…! W-Wait…!”
Ignoring him completely, Nan-gyeom spread open the slick hole again.
Something thick soon tapped insistently against the entrance.
“Ah, I said no—! Ah, hnghaa!”
The tight folds spread apart as the head pushed inside.
Greedily forcing himself in, Nan-gyeom let out a low groan.
“Hoo…”
Hot.
Even though this hole had eagerly swallowed fingers and tongue just moments ago, now it tightened fiercely around him as though none of that had happened.
Without giving Eun-jo any time to adjust, Nan-gyeom pressed down hard on his waist.
“Ah, ahhngh!”
Eun-jo’s ass sank heavily downward.
The toes he’d lifted to try and take less of him became useless.
As the cock buried deep enough to hit the entrance to his bowels, Eun-jo’s whole body trembled violently.
The added weight made it feel even deeper.
He’d only just been penetrated, yet his vision already flashed black and white repeatedly.
Before he could even adjust to the sensation of being split apart, huge hands grabbed his waist.
Slap! Slap!
Forcing apart his trembling legs, Nan-gyeom repeatedly lifted and dropped him back down.
Every thrust of that weapon-like cock knocked rough moans from Eun-jo’s throat.
“Haa… too tight.”
“Nngh! Ah…!”
It was a shame he couldn’t see Eun-jo’s face, but the sight of his cock thrusting into that hole more than made up for it.
Unable to tear his eyes away from the hole greedily swallowing him, Nan-gyeom drove his hips hard.
“Ah, hngh! Ah! Ahh!”
Every time the head struck the exact spots his fingers and tongue had teased earlier, waves of pleasure crashed through Eun-jo.
It felt so good he thought he might die.
The sensation was dizzying, like hanging over the edge of a cliff, and every time another pulse of pleasure spread through him, he clung tightly to Nan-gyeom’s body.
Each thrust of that huge cock churning inside him sent fluid—whether slick or semen, he couldn’t tell—spilling endlessly down his thighs along with broken cries.
“Ahhngh! Ah, ngh!”
Thump, thump!
After repeatedly striking that sensitive spot, Eun-jo’s body shook violently before collapsing forward. As a result, the hole greedily swallowing him spat out nearly half his cock.
“Hngh…!”
Seeing the ass filling his vision, Nan-gyeom’s eyes gleamed darkly.
“Your hole’s gaping.”
Spreading apart the opening with his fingers, he exposed the slick flesh inside as the entrance stretched wide horizontally.
“You can’t be satisfied with just one anymore, can you? It’d feel empty with anyone else.”
“Ngh, no, hngh…!”
Pulling his fingers free, Nan-gyeom sat upright and pulled Eun-jo tightly against him.
Holding him securely so he wouldn’t fall, he used his other hand to spread his thighs even wider.
“Haa… Eun-jo-ssi.”
He wanted more.
He wanted to fill him completely, bury everything inside those scorching inner walls.
Lifting Eun-jo’s waist slightly, Nan-gyeom positioned another cock against the hole already stuffed full.
As he pressed the head against the crowded entrance, the hole slowly stretched wider and wider.
Without missing the opening, he thrust forward firmly.
“Ah, hnghaa…! Ah!”
Grabbing at his own stomach, Eun-jo’s eyes flew wide open.
The hole stretched to its absolute limit as awful wet creaking sounds echoed out.
“It won’t fit anymore. Ahh, no…! I’ll tear…!”
The crushing pressure of those inner walls squeezing him nearly apart made things difficult even for Nan-gyeom.
Veins bulging along his forehead, he kissed Eun-jo’s rounded shoulder and whispered,
“Didn’t you teach me yourself?”
“Ah, ahhh…”
“How much this tiny hole can swallow… haa…”
Holding Eun-jo’s cheek, he pressed their lips together.
As he gently sucked on Eun-jo’s lower lip soothingly, Eun-jo whimpered back at him. It was pitiful, the way he seemed to beg him not to push further. But Nan-gyeom no longer had room to hold back either.
“I’m sorry.”
Before Eun-jo could even ask what he meant—the cock lodged halfway suddenly shoved all the way inside.
“……!”
His lower stomach bulged outward. Like he was pregnant, the shapes of both cocks stood out clearly beneath his skin.
The shock of being pierced open left Eun-jo unable even to scream as his entire body locked up. He couldn’t breathe. It felt like the cocks would shove his organs upward and burst out through his mouth.
Pain tore through his body, and tears pooled in Eun-jo’s eyes.
“Haa… ngh…”
The sight of him crying hurt Nan-gyeom’s heart while also looking unbearably erotic.
The fact that Eun-jo was crying because of him—and no one else—filled him with a strange sense of satisfaction.
“Just a little… hngh… just endure a little more.”
Licking away the tears trailing down Eun-jo’s cheeks, Nan-gyeom began moving his hips slowly.
Now that he knew Eun-jo’s body as clearly as if he could see inside it, every scrape against those inner walls gradually changed the sounds coming from his throat.
Still buried deep inside him, Nan-gyeom turned Eun-jo’s body around.
The head dragged harshly against his insides, making Eun-jo cry out again.
Holding him tightly enough to crush him, Nan-gyeom resumed pounding into him ruthlessly.
The room filled with the sound of flesh slamming together as both cockheads hammered deep inside him like fists.
“Ahh, ah! Ah! Hngh! Ahhh!”
Crying out like an animal, Eun-jo arched helplessly.
The overwhelming pleasure made it feel like his brain was melting apart.
As the cocks stretched his inner walls wide, saliva dripped from Eun-jo’s parted lips. The wet sounds grew louder and louder.
Thrusting far faster than before, Nan-gyeom pounded deep inside him with fist-sized heads.
Smack! Thud!
Driving all the way in, his hips trembled sharply.
“Ahhh! Ah!”
At the same time, Eun-jo’s eyes rolled back.
Hot semen flooded deep into his stomach. There was so much of it he almost wondered if it was piss instead.
Only after the climax finally ended did Eun-jo go completely limp.
Still buried deep inside him, Nan-gyeom stroked his hair gently. Unlike the brutal thrusting from moments ago that felt ready to split his stomach apart, the touch was strangely tender.
“Are you alright?”
“…Do you even have… a conscience…”
The rest—at all?—went unspoken.
At Eun-jo’s crooked glare, Nan-gyeom let out a small laugh. He adjusted Eun-jo against him so he could lean more comfortably against his shoulder.
“Haa…”
There wasn’t a single ounce of strength left in his body.
Right now he wanted nothing more than to pull those thug-like cocks out of him immediately, but he didn’t even have enough energy left to lift his hips.
“I…”
Clearing his throat softly, Eun-jo continued,
“I don’t think I ever taught you anything like this…”
“……”
“Where the hell did you learn it?”
“I studied on my own in my head.”
Kissing Eun-jo’s rounded shoulder, Nan-gyeom added quietly,
“The teacher was busy…”
“……”
“And I wanted to do it every day. So I didn’t have a choice.”
Apparently he’d been thinking about it constantly in his head despite never saying a word.
Groaning softly, Eun-jo muttered,
“If we do this every day, I’ll die.”
Or maybe I’ll live without being able to die…
As he mumbled to himself, Nan-gyeom stroked his hair affectionately like he found him cute. Warm fingers brushed over his damp forehead and cheeks.
“Yes.”
That single amused response was all he gave.
He didn’t say he wanted more or that he wished they could stay like this forever.
Anyone else might’ve already started moving their hips again in silence.
Idiot.
Opening and closing his mouth a few times, Eun-jo finally lifted his head. Then he poked at the firm chest supporting him.
“I’m taking back what I said before.”
“……”
“You can forget what I said about not having enough room, or it being hard.”
Perhaps remembering the conversation they’d had the first time they slept together, Nan-gyeom still didn’t answer.
When Eun-jo lifted his limp arm, it trembled pitifully like a severely ill patient.
“Seriously… not very cool.”
At Eun-jo’s pout, Nan-gyeom laughed and lowered his head obediently. His cheek rested against Eun-jo’s palm.
Watching a man built like a mountain bend all the way down just to lean his face into his hand, Eun-jo continued,
“So it’s okay if you say things like today too.”
Guiding energy flowed through the skin where they touched. Warm energy, just like Eun-jo himself.
“We can’t do this every day, but…”
“……”
“I’ll hold you like this. Hold your hand too.”
“……”
“And if you whine about being sick, I’ll take a little extra care of you…”
“……”
“I said a little. Not… two at once like this.”
Nan-gyeom quietly stared at Eun-jo facing him. His own reflection shone in those dark eyes. It was the most relaxed expression he’d ever worn. Softly curved lips and eyes. A gaze filled with warmth. If anyone who knew him saw that face, they’d probably call him some lovesick idiot.
In that moment, Heo Nan-gyeom realized something. There was nothing in the world more important than the Guide in front of him. And from now until the day he died, Eun-jo would remain the only one.
“Heo Nan-gyeom-ssi?”
Worried by how silently he stared, Eun-jo gently stroked his cheek.
“Don’t you like it?”
“No.”
Tilting his head slightly, Nan-gyeom pressed a brief kiss into Eun-jo’s palm.
“That’s more than enough.”
“I thought you were mad… mmph…”
Before he could finish speaking, Nan-gyeom’s lips crashed into his.
Accepting the invading tongue, Eun-jo let out a small moan. Hot breaths mingled again, and heat slowly gathered in Eun-jo’s lower stomach once more. Their bodies overlapped without the slightest gap between them. Even while doing something this shameless, Nan-gyeom never closed his eyes. From Eun-jo’s flushed face to his reddened body, he drank in every part of him while moving slowly.
“Hngh, ah…”
“No matter what you say, I’ll stay by your side.”
The hands holding Eun-jo tightened.
“I already belong to Yeo Eun-jo-ssi…”
“Nngh, ahh!”
“So you’ll have to take responsibility until the end.”
Whispering lowly as he pushed deeper into Eun-jo’s body, Nan-gyeom moved again.
Wet sounds once more filled the Guiding Room.
The lights in the shared Guiding Room stayed on until late into the night.
