#74 R18
It was dangerous. It wasn’t the first or second time having sex with Kang Jihan, but I felt an inexplicable tension that was driving me crazy. The feeling of being like a rookie about to have my first experience was all because of Kang Jihan.
The foreplay was almost textbook perfect. The gaze that persistently roamed my body was slow and serious, as if appreciating a work of art, and all my nerves were focused on the areas where that gaze lingered. Nam Seonwoo thought to himself that he had made a really good decision to turn off the lights.
‘…It wasn’t like this back then.’
In my previous life, my first time had been while drunk. So, the second time, which was done sober, was even more vividly remembered.
At that time, Nam Seonwoo was like a rock. A rock frozen in disbelief at the unbelievable reality. I was intoxicated by the joy of being intimate with the person I had a crush on, so I didn’t feel pain or pleasure. I was just filled with satisfaction. Just the fact that I had become lovers with Kang Jihan and was sharing such a secret act was enough to make me stiff as a rock on the bed.
Of course, I felt like my heart was going to burst back then too. But it wasn’t like now, where I felt a tickling sensation in my solar plexus that made me want to sneeze. Now, I felt like I could melt away at any moment.
No matter how I thought about it, the only difference from back then was Kang Jihan.
Back then, since we were dating, I thought Kang Jihan should adjust to make it more enjoyable for me. So, I had minimized foreplay and focused mainly on penetrative sex. That had become a habit, but gradually I had become accustomed to it to the point where I didn’t feel disappointed. Just kissing was enough.
So, Nam Seonwoo realized for the first time that he was weak in the chest. Although I had done it lightly before, I had never been caressed so explicitly. So, I was flustered. To feel arousal just from having my chest sucked a little. It couldn’t be anything but a perversion.
Burying my pounding heart into the pillow, Nam Seonwoo feigned a nonchalant voice.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to do it?”
“Don’t kiss, don’t touch, just put it in?”
“You’ll know as you go. You can figure it out.”
Of course, that was when I had become accustomed to penetration, but since we had done it just a week ago, I didn’t think it would hurt that much. If I had to keep feeling that tickling sensation from earlier, I would rather have pain.
The reason I called Kang Jihan to the bed was to solidify the image of being promiscuous, not to feel excitement. I shouldn’t give meaning to sex. It should just end with the act of inserting, shaking, and releasing.
A long silence followed. The heavy silence felt like it was pressing down on me as Kang Jihan, who had been quick to catch onto my words, kept his mouth shut. It was surprising. I wondered if Kang Jihan had ever been this quiet in this life, and just as I was thinking that, Kang Jihan finally spoke up.
“I don’t want to.”
It was a voice that swallowed a lot. Before Nam Seonwoo could say anything, Kang Jihan pressed his lips against my white back.
Although there were no red marks on my back, there were still places that caught the eye. The shoulder blades that protruded on both sides were like wings that had just barely failed to sprout. When I rubbed the sunken area beneath the prominent bones with my tongue, Nam Seonwoo shivered his shoulders.
“Hey…!”
As if to say not to do it, Kang Jihan pressed down on my squirming body with one hand and continued to admire the body he hadn’t appreciated earlier.
The straight body was just as it had been two years ago when I had peeked at it in the shower. It seemed even thinner than back then, but the curve leading down to the waist was still so smooth that my gaze slipped down naturally. Unlike that time when I had only removed a single bug, now I could touch freely. And even more.
As Kang Jihan gently traced the lines of my body, he lowered his face.
“Don’t do it… Ugh!”
As he inserted his tongue deeply into the groove along my lower back, Nam Seonwoo’s voice was cut off. I had wanted to do this all along. It felt like the curves were made for this, and Kang Jihan rolled his tongue freely. The tongue that had been moving down my spine stopped where the groove ended. When he licked that spot as if he were disappointed, dimples formed on my tightly clenched buttocks.
It was something I hadn’t seen in the shower. Feeling like I had found a hidden treasure map, Kang Jihan smiled and pressed his lips against that mark.
“You have something cute here.”
With each smacking sound, the dimples became even more pronounced.
“…Stop!”
Nam Seonwoo turned his arms back to push Kang Jihan’s head away. I didn’t want to push him away easily, but Kang Jihan decided to retreat for now. The buttocks pressing against my chin were too soft. It felt like all the flesh of his body had gathered there, and the plump skin molded itself to whatever shape I pressed it into.
“What have you been doing since earlier?”
Nam Seonwoo said in a low voice.
“I don’t like that kind of thing. If you’re going to keep acting like that, get dressed and leave right now. I don’t want to do it anymore.”
Holding the pillow tightly, he turned around without looking back, as if trying to hide something. But despite his efforts to conceal it, his once white nape had turned a reddish hue.
The hand that had been resting on my waist slid down along the bone that protruded from my pelvis. When that hand invaded below, Nam Seonwoo flinched at the touch. The hand that had found its way into the gap squeezed my dick with familiarity. The dick that had been hidden beneath the bed was still erect, contrary to the words of refusal.
“I don’t know who you did that with.”
Leaning over the stiff back, Kang Jihan pressed his lips against my nape.
“You can’t do that with me.”
“Ugh…!”
The dick that was caught without any way to escape shook wildly in Kang Jihan’s hand. Every time the calloused knuckles rubbed against it, Nam Seonwoo’s shoulders twitched. The lips that had traveled down my neck began to nibble at my shoulders, covering the tremors.
In a desperate attempt to escape the relentless stimulation, Nam Seonwoo pulled his hips back. But at that moment, feeling the hardness that met him, he could only freeze. With a soft bite on my shoulder, Kang Jihan began to rub his lower body against my buttocks. As the weight pressing down from behind caused Nam Seonwoo’s lower body to tilt forward, the grip on his dick tightened, increasing the stimulation. However, I couldn’t pull my buttocks away from the dick that was rubbing against me as if it were going to penetrate. With the stimulation coming from both front and back, Nam Seonwoo could do nothing but tremble his waist.
As the breaths pouring from my shoulders grew rougher, the thing rubbing against my buttocks began to grow larger. With the dick that seemed to grow endlessly, Nam Seonwoo swallowed the trembling that was rising within him.
‘Pain would be better than this. How did I ever put that in?’
Just a moment ago, I had wished to insert it quickly, but the moment I realized the size that sent chills down my spine, an unavoidable fear washed over me.
I could recall the shape of Kang Jihan’s dick even with my eyes closed. But why did my body shrink back like it was experiencing something for the first time? I couldn’t understand at all.
Was it because it was my first time inserting without any preparation? I should have loosened up a bit, did I act too cocky? Those regrets welled up to the back of my throat, but it was already too late to take back my words.
“Do you still not want to?”
With a forceful grip on my dick, Kang Jihan’s hand applied pressure as if to say not to think of anything else. Just a moment ago, it had felt like a child’s play, but now the strokes began to pick up speed.
Nam Seonwoo buried his face into the pillow from the overwhelming stimulation. Since returning, he hadn’t even masturbated except for wet dreams. But the fact that someone else, especially Kang Jihan, was touching his dick made Nam Seonwoo feel dizzy. Ultimately, he let out a final moan and came right in Kang Jihan’s hand.
“Ha, ha… ah…”
Kang Jihan stroked the trembling dick as if to say he did well. As he gently stimulated the now overly sensitive area, Nam Seonwoo let out a short sound that couldn’t form words and arched his back.
“I’m glad. I like it.”
Kang Jihan smiled as he kissed the red nape. Although the sensation in his hand felt so good that he didn’t want to let go, he felt like if he did it one more time, Nam Seonwoo would really throw the pillow. Swallowing his disappointment, Kang Jihan gathered the semen that had spilled over the bed and Nam Seonwoo’s stomach. The white liquid was evenly spread over his index, middle, and ring fingers. The thoroughly soaked fingers slid up over the buttocks.
The tightly closed entrance was visibly smaller than the circumference of his index… no, even smaller than that of his pinky. Despite having asked him to insert, the entrance that was tightly shut was strangely similar to Nam Seonwoo, and for a moment, Kang Jihan had the fleeting thought of wanting to kiss that spot. But knowing that Nam Seonwoo would be horrified, he first gently rubbed around the entrance with his fingers. As he gently massaged the buttocks with his other hand, the flesh that was similar in color to his dick cautiously revealed itself.
As if entranced, Kang Jihan peered inside and poked his index finger in. The entrance closed up again, but the hole, which had even taken in his fingernail, felt so soft inside that it seemed like it could swallow the rest. As he pressed down on the inner walls, spreading the semen, he slowly began to enter. He hesitated a bit when he reached the middle of his finger, but with just a little stimulation inside, Nam Seonwoo soon opened his mouth.
“Ah…”
Nam Seonwoo, whose side profile was barely visible, still seemed to be intoxicated by the aftershocks of his climax. Although he frowned at the gradually deepening penetration, it was cute that he didn’t seem to realize what was happening. But on the other hand, that defenseless appearance was not cute at all. It seemed like he was so accustomed to penetration that he wouldn’t even notice if something entered from behind.
The fingers filled with emotion plunged deep inside. Thanks to the semen coating them, the entry was smooth, but Nam Seonwoo suddenly opened his eyes. As the focus returned to his hazy gaze, the inside tightened strongly. With a force that made it impossible to either insert or withdraw my finger, Kang Jihan muttered seriously.
“I don’t think it’s going to fit.”
“Uh, when…”
“You told me to put it in. But if it’s already like this, how am I supposed to insert it?”
At those words, Nam Seonwoo bit his lower lip. A voice that sounded like his pride was hurt escaped from the gap where he bit.
“Isn’t it because you just inserted it without saying anything, you idiot? …Just wait.”
Still holding the pillow tightly, Nam Seonwoo gradually relaxed his body. The sight of him preparing for insertion so comfortably was both erotic and still felt wrong. He could feel the inner walls that had not released their grip on his finger beginning to relax, but Kang Jihan, who was already sulking, suddenly pulled his finger out.
“Ugh, hey…!”
With his gaze fixed on the tightly closed hole again, Kang Jihan lowered his body toward it. Then, while firmly pressing down on Nam Seonwoo’s waist, he acted on the thought that had just crossed his mind.
