#75
“……What the-!”
Nam Seonwoo, naturally horrified, thrashed about, but no matter how hard he kicked and punched at Kang Jihan’s chest and stomach, Kang Jihan didn’t budge. Seonwoo, managing only to twist his head back, went deathly pale at the sight before him.
“You, you’re… ”
Kang Jihan, his face buried in Seonwoo’s buttocks, met his gaze with shameless audacity. Seonwoo stared at those dark eyes, as if unable to believe them, then slowly lowered his gaze. Kang Jihan’s nose, buried between his cheeks, obscured the view below. But he could feel what was happening there, instead of seeing it.
“……!”
The lips that had been roaming his body burrowed into the hollow between his buttocks. Kang Jihan, as if kissing, repeatedly sucked and released the flesh, twisting his head.
Even that was bearable. If he had stopped there, if he had lifted his face, Seonwoo would have just thought of him as a pervert and let it go. But Kang Jihan wasn’t just a pervert. The moment something wet, not lips, touched his skin, Seonwoo gasped.
Crazy, no way.
“Hey…”
No, right? Seonwoo asked with his eyes. And Kang Jihan answered with his tongue. As if soothing Seonwoo’s shocked buttocks, his tongue languidly licked the area above his anus. His tongue tip moved with an almost obsessive slowness, tracing the folds of his anus, as if to pry open his closed lips.
“D-don’t do that.”
The moment the blunt tip of his tongue tapped precisely above his anus, Seonwoo sensed what Kang Jihan was about to do. It was a kind of knock. A signal of intent to enter.
Terrified, Seonwoo scrambled away, using his elbows. Escape was his only thought. But the moment his legs were caught, he was pulled down. His legs were held, so his thighs spread helplessly as Kang Jihan extended his arms. Kang Jihan, now comfortably positioned, thrust his tongue into the gap that had briefly opened.
“Ugh…!”
Seonwoo’s body trembled at the unfamiliar sensation. The curled tongue was thicker and wetter than a finger. The fact that it could enter left Seonwoo aghast, trembling as he looked back.
Kang Jihan still stared at Seonwoo without blinking. His gaze was unwavering, unlike his constantly moving tongue.
Seonwoo realized then, for the first time, that when someone is in shock, their gaze can become fixed. Every time the tongue slid in and out, the hairs on his body stood on end. He felt like he was about to lose his mind. His lips, which had only been trembling, finally parted.
“St-stop it, you crazy bastard…”
Kang Jihan, however, twisted his head, pushing his tongue even deeper. He seemed poised to shove his whole face in. Every time his nose poked Seonwoo’s buttocks, Seonwoo wished he could just faint. His voice trembled.
“H… stop, stop it, I told you to stop…!”
He couldn’t believe that Kang Jihan had his nose buried there, licking him, and that a wet sound was gradually emanating from that place. He felt like his face would burst from shame. He glared murderously at Kang Jihan, who made a lewd sound even more defiantly.
I’ll kill you, really… Just as tears welled up in Seonwoo’s eyes, Kang Jihan very slightly pulled back and asked,
“Is it your first time?”
“Th-there… don’t say that…”
“If you answer me.”
“It’s my first time, of course! Who in their right mind would do that… with their mouth?!”
Seonwoo felt Kang Jihan’s lips curl up in a smile against his buttocks. Even that feeling was so chilling that he thrashed forward again, but Kang Jihan only lightly brushed his lips against his escaping buttocks. At the light “pop” sound, Seonwoo’s face flushed.
He managed to crawl to the headboard of the bed, but it was still on the bed. Kang Jihan leaned over him, as if mounting his trembling body. His dark eyes briefly scanned his naked body, trapped within his arms.
His white skin, contrasting with the darkness, seemed even more lustrous in the faint moonlight. His buttocks, glistening with saliva, looked wet just from looking at them. Unconsciously licking his lips, Kang Jihan inserted a finger.
“Hmph.”
It definitely went in much smoother than before. Stroking Seonwoo’s back, who was still breathing evenly, Kang Jihan inserted a second finger. It felt a little tight, but when he gently rubbed the area around the anus with his thumb, both fingers went in up to the middle knuckle.
“……!”
At the stifled sound, Kang Jihan looked at Seonwoo. He couldn’t see Seonwoo’s expression, his face buried in the corner of the bed, but he wasn’t yelling at him to go faster like before.
Seeing him quietly accepting his fingers, Kang Jihan silently laughed. The tongue must have been quite a shock. He decided he would lick Seonwoo’s buttocks whenever Seonwoo did something annoying in the future, and he poked his fingers into the areas his tongue hadn’t reached.
“Ah…!”
The resistance was considerable when he inserted it all the way to the root. But imagining the feeling of the touch wrapping around his fingers like his dick, his movements became rough. The wet sound of the lubricated inside was audible. As if ashamed of the sound, the inner walls tightened, but when he spread his two fingers in different directions, there was a sticky “rip” sound, and the inside stretched. When he immediately shoved in a third finger, Seonwoo writhed again.
Kang Jihan held his restless legs together with one hand and straddled his white thighs. Looking at the plump buttocks neatly positioned beneath him, he pulled down his pants. His dick was already wet.
As if wiping away the liquid flowing from the tip, Kang Jihan held his dick and rubbed it against Seonwoo’s buttocks. The skin where his glans touched was incredibly soft. Every time he pressed and released his dick, Seonwoo’s buttocks bounced elastically, making it hard to look away. If the skin was this good, he couldn’t even imagine what the inside would be like. Before he lost his mind, Kang Jihan tore open the condom he had taken out and put it on his dick.
“……You.”
At Seonwoo’s voice, Kang Jihan lifted his head from Seonwoo’s buttocks. Seonwoo had only turned his head slightly to look back. He asked slyly,
“Why do you carry that around?”
Kang Jihan spat out the packaging and replied,
“Because I don’t know when I’ll see you.”
“What?”
Seonwoo made a dumbfounded expression. Thinking his gaping mouth was cute, Kang Jihan stroked his throbbing dick and asked,
“Why?”
“…….”
“Why are you curious about me carrying a condom?”
Seonwoo abruptly turned his head again. Finding his face buried in the bedsheets regrettable, Kang Jihan inserted his fingers deeper, but Seonwoo stubbornly endured the moans, refusing to show his face. Kang Jihan persistently asked,
“You?”
“Ugh…! Wh-what?”
“Do you carry condoms?”
“Why would I-…”
Seonwoo paused for a moment, then added indifferently,
“…I usually don’t use them.”
For a moment, Kang Jihan considered burying his face in Seonwoo’s buttocks again. But he instead withdrew his fingers, as a spiteful gesture.
“Ah…!”
“You need to retake sex education.”
He spread Seonwoo’s buttocks so his mouth wouldn’t close, and Kang Jihan grabbed his dick with his other hand. The hole that had been holding his fingers was slightly open, stained a pretty color, unlike before. When he pressed the tip of his dick against the hole that was gradually closing, both buttocks and dick twitched.
Staring intently at the area below, Kang Jihan suddenly muttered, as if questioning something.
“Will this fit?”
At his doubtful voice, a question mark appeared in Seonwoo’s mind as well.
Will this fit? It sounded like he had never inserted it before.
“You, said you… did?”
Seonwoo’s head creaked as it turned back. When their eyes met, Kang Jihan smiled.
“I haven’t done this part before.”
“Hey, you, wait-”
Seonwoo, flustered, tried to turn his body. But the pain that immediately followed froze him in place.
“……!”
“Ugh…”
Both of them stopped breathing.
It was only the tip of the glans, but for Seonwoo, it wasn’t “only.” The overwhelming size felt like a fist had been thrust inside. He thought Kang Jihan had shoved the whole thing in at once.
“Why are you… so tight.”
But the moment that fist-like thing started to push its way in, Seonwoo’s face turned ashen.
“Ha… relax a little.”
This damn bastard. This wasn’t a matter of relaxing or not. Even if he relaxed his whole body, it felt impossible.
How the hell did he do this before?
He searched his memory, but he had never felt this close to death. The memory of his first experience, more than ten years ago, was hazy, even the pain was lost to the alcohol.
The feeling of his flesh stretching tightly and something that shouldn’t be entering entering was too strange. Even when Kang Jihan was licking him, he had wanted him to just insert it quickly, but now he just wanted him to take it out.
But Kang Jihan didn’t seem to have any intention of pulling out. Slowly, without retreating even a bit, he pushed himself in. Seonwoo’s vision blurred from the endless insertion, and he bit his lip.
Judging by this kid’s actions, he seemed to be trying to shove it all in at once. Even if he got used to it later, this body was clearly a first-timer. Inserting it all at once from the start was impossible.
“Does it hurt?”
Seeing him ask the obvious, Seonwoo thought Kang Jihan was the one who needed to retake sex education. Seonwoo reached his trembling hand behind him and said,
“You, just… stop, ah… stop, you idiot!”
Only when Seonwoo touched the junction with his fingertips did Kang Jihan finally stop. Seonwoo carefully gauged the monstrosity lodged inside him. He thought at least half of it was in, given how hard he’d pushed, but there was still much more that hadn’t entered. His vision swam.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
