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He had many things he wanted to say, but he couldn’t. Yu Jin glared at Jinhyeon with watery eyes, then tugged on his now-long hair. Jinhyeon obediently moved as Yu Jin guided him. As he drew closer, a low breath could be heard.
“Fuck me now.”
When Yu Jin commanded, Jinhyeon smiled prettily. But his lower body was completely different from his face. A hot, hard, large dick burrowed between the quivering holes. He squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the imminent pain, but Jinhyeon didn’t thrust all at once. He slowly pushed inside, as if showing consideration, and the narrow interior gradually opened.
He’d never thought he liked rough sex, but strangely, he was desperate. He tightened his grip on Jinhyeon’s arm, urging him on, but it was still slow. Yu Jin gasped, biting his lip. Jinhyeon lightly kissed Yu Jin’s lips and rubbed his stomach with his palm. The palm circling his navel made him even more anxious. But Yu Jin had already used up all his courage with his last words.
‘Annoying.’
Yu Jin squeezed his eyes shut. Then a wet tongue licked his eyelid. Unable to bear the dog-like licking, he opened his eyes and saw Jinhyeon’s face.
“Hwit. D-don’t be mean!”
Finally revealing his true feelings, Jinhyeon laughed aloud.
“I’m not being mean?”
“Then why?”
“I’m being gentle.”
Jinhyeon pushed his dick in firmly and lifted Yu Jin’s hips. Then the area where the dick was entering was clearly visible. He thought a lot had already gone in since the insertion had begun a while ago, but it was only halfway in.
“Hwit!”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
His words were incredibly gentle, but what came out of Yu Jin’s mouth was a curse.
“You son of a bitch!”
“You like dogs? Then let’s be dogs. Woof!”
“You’re so mean!”
As he clenched his fist, the remaining length of Jinhyeon’s dick suddenly slid all the way in.
*Thud*. He felt something tear inside. His body trembled at the dick deeply embedded within him. It hurt. But it wasn’t just pain. Amidst it all, a sensation bloomed deep in his belly, his head thrown back, his mouth opening. Jinhyeon licked Yu Jin’s chin and whispered,
“Better now?”
Then, without giving Yu Jin a chance to answer, he pulled out his dick completely and thrust it in deeply again. The large dick precisely pierced and mashed the pleasure point deep inside.
“Ah, ah!”
An incoherent moan escaped, and Jinhyeon’s hips moved rapidly. Each time the dick, withdrawn to the end, thrust back in, stimulating the inside, his mind flew away. His body was submerged in waves of pleasure that seemed endless. Yu Jin tightly gripped Jinhyeon’s hand, which was gripping the sofa. It was all Jinhyeon—pushing him away, pulling him closer.
“Ah, ah, ha-ah. Yes!”
His snow-white legs trembled weakly in the air.
“I was trying to be gentle.”
Jinhyeon opened his mouth and bit Yu Jin’s collarbone. Before he could scream in pain, he was again dominated by the surging sensation. His fingertips were already scratching at Jinhyeon’s clinging shoulder. A wet sound like walking barefoot through mud accompanied the sound of bodies colliding. The sofa shook, unable to withstand their thrashing.
Then, at some point, Jinhyeon stopped moving.
“A little dangerous?”
He muttered that, then lifted Yu Jin’s limp upper body and held him. The dick was still inside his spread buttocks. Yu Jin blinked, wondering what he was going to do, when Jinhyeon stood up.
“Hick!”
Feeling his body falling, Yu Jin wrapped his arms around Jinhyeon’s neck, and he felt his bottom stretch further. The dick, which he thought had already reached its limit, invaded even deeper. Yu Jin’s eyes widened, and tears rolled down his cheeks. This won’t do. He shook his head in fear, and Jinhyeon thrust his hips up.
“Ugh!”
He felt his body pierced by the dick. Yu Jin was terrified. He desperately shook his head and squeezed out his voice.
“To, to the bed.”
“Ah, the bed, you say.”
Jinhyeon turned towards the bed, following Yu Jin’s wishes. But even then, the dick remained inside. Was it because of his weight? It felt like the dick was invading a place it shouldn’t be. Yu Jin tried to hold on, wrapping his legs around Jinhyeon’s waist, but he had no strength left.
‘I’m going to die.’
Jinhyeon even walked like that. Every time his body swayed, moans escaped Yu Jin’s lips.
“Hak, aah, huk. N-no.”
He could walk! He would walk! He tried several times to say it, but the words wouldn’t come out. He somehow reached the bed, but by then, Yu Jin’s dick had already ejaculated, soiling Jinhyeon’s stomach.
“Uhuk. I, I…”
Even speaking was difficult. Even though Yu Jin was sobbing, Jinhyeon’s hips didn’t stop. It seemed like his movements had even sped up. As he was being wildly tossed around, Jinhyeon suddenly stopped moving. Then he felt something hot filling his belly.
‘If you’re the main character, do you have a lot of semen?’
Yu Jin thought that with a dazed mind. When Jinhyeon pulled out his dick, the overflowing semen flowed out from between the parted holes. Thinking it was over, he was about to close his heavy eyelids, when the hot dick pushed the semen inside again.
‘That’s right.’
Jinhyeon wasn’t the type to be satisfied with one round of sex. Yu Jin had already ejaculated several times, but Jinhyeon had only done it once.
“…It’s unfair.”
He didn’t understand why, despite having the same gender, their stamina differed so much. Yu Jin moaned, feeling his body shake again.
His eyelids felt heavy. He tried to lift his hand to check, but he had no strength. Even if he tried to call for someone, only moans came out of his mouth. Yu Jin thrashed about, desperately trying to move. And as a result of that effort, he was able to open his eyes a while later.
He first looked at the space next to the bed, but it was empty.
‘Where did he go?’
As he searched for Jinhyeon, he suddenly realized his body was clean and dry. Even the sheets had been changed to fresh ones. He wondered who had done it when the bedroom door opened and Jinhyeon appeared. He was carrying a tray, and upon discovering Yu Jin was awake, he waved his hand gently. It was amazing how he maintained his balance even while holding the tray with one hand. Yu Jin would definitely drop it if he tried.
“Awake?”
When he nodded, Jinhyeon put the tray down on a nearby table. Then he piled up several pillows and propped Yu Jin up against them. Even that made his waist ache. It seemed that having sex with Jinhyeon required extraordinary stamina.
‘I need to exercise.’
While Yu Jin made that resolution, Jinhyeon placed the tray in front of him. Then he arranged the food he had brought. Soft bread with jam and butter, soup, and black tea. Jinhyeon cut the bread with a knife, spread jam and butter on it, and held it to Yu Jin’s lips. Feeling hungry and weak, he obediently ate, and Jinhyeon looked satisfied. The plate was empty in an instant.
“Want more?”
“No.”
His voice was hoarse, almost sounding like a monster’s.
“Ahem.”
He barely looked presentable, let alone with this voice. Yu Jin closed his mouth again. Jinhyeon cleared the tray and climbed onto the bed, snuggling up next to Yu Jin. He put his arm around his shoulder and calmly kissed his cheek.
“Rest more.”
Surprised by Jinhyeon’s actions, Yu Jin’s eyes widened, and Jinhyeon smiled faintly.
“Why? We’re dating, so it’s okay to do this much.”
Yu Jin was startled and opened his mouth. They had had sex, but he didn’t remember agreeing to date. As he just blinked, Jinhyeon narrowed his eyes and looked at Yu Jin.
“You don’t remember?”
Yes, that’s right. Yu Jin cautiously nodded.
“You really don’t remember?”
“Yes.”
“When I finished the third time, I asked you. If we were dating now. And you said yes.”
Me? Yu Jin didn’t remember anything Jinhyeon was saying. And from the second time onwards, he didn’t have any clear memories. Lost in pleasure, most of his memories had vanished. Was it his body’s problem that he felt this way after sex, or was it Jinhyeon’s sex technique?
Probably both. Their physical compatibility was amazing. But compatibility was one thing, and dating was another matter that couldn’t be ignored. He admitted to liking Jinhyeon, but he couldn’t date him.
Trust.
That was the problem. Yu Jin swallowed the sigh threatening to escape. Jinhyeon, who seemed to have noticed, was gradually stiffening his expression. He couldn’t figure out how to persuade him, and after agonizing for a long time, he was about to speak when Jinhyeon laid Yu Jin back down on the bed.
“Rest for now. Let’s talk after you recover.”
Jinhyeon’s words weren’t wrong. He couldn’t even speak properly right now. Yu Jin decided to accept Jinhyeon’s consideration.
