Episode 37
Under the bright light, it looks utterly messy. Si-yul turned his flushed face to the side. A large hand grabbed the back of his head, fixing his face forward and pressing down gently. At the words, “Open your eyes,” Si-yul instinctively raised his tightly closed eyelids.
“Look straight.”
“……Ugh.”
The tip touched. As the opening quivered and closed, the hard head rubbed against the entrance. The long shaft, slick with oil, moved between the glistening skin, gently pressing against the roundly risen scrotum.
A tingling pleasure shot down Si-yul’s spine. As he tried to close his thighs, a harsh hand flew out. With a slap, a red handprint was left on the tender flesh of his inner thigh. Tears welled up in his eyes.
“Why…?”
“Keep them open. So I can see clearly.”
Though silently weeping at the cruelty, Si-yul kept his gaze fixed on the joining point. The snake-like head pressed against the slippery entrance, then stubbornly pushed inside.
His body opened, a sharp pain shooting through his tailbone. His toes curled inward. Slowly, but without retreating, it steadily pushed in, grinding its way inside. Unknowingly, he held his breath, his chest turning crimson as he stopped breathing, only exhaling a gasp after the head was fully inside. The inner membrane quivered, embracing the flesh.
“You shouldn’t be like this already.”
Hyun-se’s fingertips touched his still-unyielding dick. He tried to close his thighs and received another blow. The burning pain made him unsure if it was from the blow to his thigh or his body opening up.
Only the head had entered. A significant portion still remained outside. He swallowed hard. He secretly touched his stomach, wondering how far it would reach if it went all the way in. He traced below his navel, then slightly above. At the same time, he looked down.
Under the light, its imposing size was terrifying. He might die if it went all the way in. Si-yul urgently grabbed his partner’s wrist.
“Don’t… don’t put it all in.”
Si-yul knew that his quivering plea was laughable. Hyun-se smiled faintly. A vein pulsed in his temple, showing the effort he was making to restrain himself from tying him up and thrusting at will.
“You enjoyed it last time.”
“That… …Ugh!”
He tried to explain that it was dark last time and he didn’t know what was happening, but before he could finish, Hyun-se shoved the shaft down, past the head, to his body. He pulled back slightly, then, as Si-yul struggled, “Just a little, just a little,” Hyun-se pinned him down with his upper body and thrust with all his might.
“……Ah!”
Si-yul’s head fell over the armrest. There was enough space between his raised hips and the sofa for a fist. Tears rolled down his temples, and the erect, pink dick spurted semen. A faint outline appeared on his flat stomach.
Si-yul trembled, unable to speak. Even if he loosened his fingers, the passage was narrow. It hurt. Yet, a firework exploded in a corner of his brain. Any movement of the flesh inside pressed relentlessly on the switch hidden within his body, a switch that constricted his testicles and filled the shaft with semen.
Hyun-se raised his upper body. His shadow fell over Si-yul. He reached out a large hand to grab his waist. Compared to the size of his hand, Si-yul’s waist was thin; his thumb almost touched Si-yul’s navel.
“Wait, wait…!”
Shouldn’t he be given time to adjust? Hyun-se had no such mercy. He gripped Si-yul’s waist, leaving handprints, and pulled him close, pressing the rough stubble against Si-yul’s cheek, and sinking the still-unentered root into his flesh.
“H… Ugh!”
Even with just the head inside, he felt full, and when the shaft went halfway, his insides ached. His partner was greedy, pushing the whole thing inside. The tip pressed against the closed part of his flesh, then retreated, before pushing in again, slowly and forcefully. At some point, like a key fitting a lock, the head burrowed into the curved inner part.
“Ah… Ah!”
Si-yul clutched the armrest and twisted his waist. He couldn’t bear it anymore. His body was being squeezed. His vision turned white, then white liquid gushed out from below. Without even touching himself, it spurted once, then flowed out.
Hyun-se gritted his teeth. The flesh pulsed like waves. He tightened and loosened his grip, clinging to him as if to swallow him whole. The sides of the head, in particular, clung tightly to the wet membrane, pressing and releasing, then wrapping around again.
Si-yul had no time to understand what was happening to his body. Before he could catch his breath, Hyun-se pounded him again and again. His body was pushed up and pulled down, his hips slammed between his spread legs. Each time, the head slid smoothly into the open passage.
“H, ah… Aagh, uh, hick…!”
Even after he came, the pleasure didn’t end. There was no time to cool down. His lower body would sag, then stiffen as the dick went deep inside. His testicles, having emptied their semen, shrunk. Each time his body shook, the erect shaft thumped against his stomach.
“Gently, gently… please…!”
Hyun-se was deaf. Even as Si-yul begged with tears streaming down his face, he remained rough and urgent. The hole, stretched taut without a wrinkle, was pitiful, considering the size of the dick it was accommodating.
Si-yul placed his hand on Hyun-se’s arm, trying to survive. The pleasure was overwhelming, his brain on the verge of exploding. He choked back sobs, trying to calm his partner. He looked into his eyes. His tears blurred his vision, so he blinked and looked again.
“I think I’m going to die… It’s too… too deep…”
He stroked Hyun-se gently, as he did when comforting Konyewon, but the muscles beneath his hand tensed. It was a failure. Hyun-se bent down and bit Si-yul’s lips. He pressed his weight down on Si-yul, conquering his mouth with his tongue.
Hyun-se swallowed Si-yul’s moans and breaths. He grabbed his ankles, lifting him up and folding him in half, completely covering him with his body. He thrust down, and the body beneath him thrashed like a fish.
His arms wrapped around Si-yul’s back, hiding him almost completely under his large body. Only his legs twitched in the air. Occasionally, his toes curled, his knees bent and straightened.
When he opened his mouth, a scream and a sob came out together. Si-yul chanted “please” like a mindless person. It felt like someone had stuck fireworks in his body, lit them, and ran away. He felt heavy, like he was crushed under a rock, but when his buttocks were slapped and the shaft pounded his wet flesh, only the burning pleasure remained.
Hyun-se sat up and pulled Si-yul by the arm. As he had done in the car, he sat him on his thighs, aligning his dick with the damp opening. When Si-yul tried to escape by leaning on his shoulders, he clicked his tongue and forced him to sit down.
“―Hick!”
“Stop being dramatic.”
He bit his neck, as if to draw blood, and grabbed his cheeks with both hands. He lifted Si-yul, whose thighs were trembling, then let him fall. Si-yul’s head fell back. A watery film formed over his wide eyes, blurring his vision.
Hyun-se caught Si-yul as he almost fell backward. He wrapped his arm around his waist and raised Si-yul’s hands to wrap around his neck. He kneaded the flesh of his buttocks, and pecked and sucked at his red cheeks.
“I’ll finish quickly if you kiss me.”
A lifeline appeared. Si-yul didn’t hesitate to lunge at Hyun-se. He pressed their lips together and kissed him as Hyun-se had taught him. He explored Hyun-se’s mouth with his wet tongue.
“Hmph…”
The flesh, thrust straight in, swelled. Hyun-se’s upturned lips were felt against his own. He kissed with all his might, but the hand gripping his buttocks tightened again.
His body jerked like a puppet. Hyun-se stifled his cries. Si-yul cried, clinging to him like he was hanging from a cliff by a rope.
His buttocks, slapped repeatedly, turned red. He feared his insides would tear if the shaft inside grew any larger, but Hyun-se thrust into him fiercely, crushing him flat. He let out a short breath and pulled Si-yul down further.
“……H, uh…”
As his buttocks were flattened, a warm liquid filled his insides. It surged repeatedly, coating the deepest parts and the membrane with semen. Si-yul only flinched, his body limp. His own dick had long since emptied, only a tiny amount of semen leaking out despite the tingling pleasure.
Like someone who had run at full speed, Si-yul gasped for breath and collapsed onto Hyun-se’s body. He couldn’t even twitch a finger. His body was heavier than waterlogged cotton. Though the remnants of pleasure still made his back twitch.
Hyun-se let out a long breath. His tense arms and thighs relaxed. Yet, his arms remained around Si-yul.
Kisses rained down on Si-yul’s forehead and hair. Gentle and sweet, like birds rubbing their beaks together, a stark contrast to the violent act. Si-yul responded by rubbing his cheek against Hyun-se’s neck.
