Episode 41
“Looking at your phone when we’re together is rude.”
“I might have a message from Yuwon. Just a moment.”
“Let’s drop the subject of that friend.”
“I need to check.”
“When you’re with me, focus only on me.”
Hyun-se pushed Si-yul’s stray hair behind his ear and kissed his lips. He rubbed their cheeks together, then their noses, a clinging gesture full of playful affection. Si-yul hesitated, his arm reaching for the table, then lowered it to wrap around the other’s back.
“CEO, you’re like a cat.”
Contrary to his words, the corners of Si-yul’s lips curved up like a cat’s. Hyun-se’s lips followed suit. A small chuckle filled the space between them, despite not having shared a funny story.
Hyun-se hugged Si-yul and turned him around, so Si-yul was on top of him. Si-yul was suddenly draped over Hyun-se’s stomach like a seashell, but he only widened his eyes briefly before they closed again, like a rainbow. He comfortably rested his ear against Hyun-se’s chest, listening to the steady thump-thump of his heartbeat, louder than his own.
“Isn’t it time we changed that form of address?”
The resonance reached him through his chest, like a musical instrument responding to sound. Only after the vibrations subsided did Si-yul slowly lift his gaze.
“Calling you CEO?”
“Yes.”
“What other form of address would you like?”
He hadn’t really considered changing it, but hearing Hyun-se say it, it did sound rather stiff. Si-yul rested his chin on the other’s chest, lost in thought. The word ‘uncle’ came to mind first. Considering their age difference, it wasn’t entirely awkward, but… Si-yul glanced up at Hyun-se. ‘Uncle’ for that face? It didn’t suit him.
“Uncle?”
Still, wanting to tease him, Si-yul called him that with a grin. Hyun-se’s brow immediately furrowed.
“Uncle?”
“Don’t you like it?”
“I don’t like it.”
His displeasure was evident in the persistent frown lines on his forehead. Si-yul reached out and gently pressed between his handsome eyebrows. He didn’t dislike this reaction either. He chuckled inwardly, deciding he should call him ‘uncle’ often.
“Then, Hyung?”
“Hyun-se-ssi?”
They spoke simultaneously. Si-yul blinked. Hyun-se often called him Kwon Si-yul-ssi, but calling him Hyun-se-ssi felt awkward.
“That doesn’t roll off the tongue well. Hyung is better.”
“Whatever is comfortable for Kwon Si-yul-ssi.”
“Hyun-se-hyung.”
The body beneath him flinched. Fearing he might roll off, Si-yul quickly placed a hand on his chest. The muscles were taut and firm.
“…Hyung?”
Something else brushed against his lower buttocks. Si-yul turned around, looking behind him. The flesh that had been lying still moments ago was now standing stiffly erect. Si-yul looked at Hyun-se in surprise. He couldn’t understand what part of him had stimulated the other.
All he had done was call him ‘hyung.’ When he urged him with his eyes to explain quickly, Hyun-se rubbed his forehead, looking troubled.
“This is your fault, Kwon Si-yul-ssi.”
“What?”
“Who told you to call me that so seductively?”
He had been the one to suggest it. He had called him affectionately, and now he was being blamed. Si-yul almost retorted, ‘But you told me to…’ Hyun-se reached down and grasped Si-yul’s buttocks.
He tried to escape, fearing another round would lead to an unintended night out, but when had that ever worked? His body was flipped over, a shadow falling over his face. His thighs were spread wide.
Hyun-se inserted a pillow under his hips and pressed down on Si-yul’s hamstrings. The swollen rim of his hole was visible. A press of a finger caused the semen he’d just been filled with to ooze out. The hole flinched, displeased by the sensation, then relaxed, releasing another drop.
“Again… ugh.”
He had learned through countless nights spent together that resistance was futile when caught like this. Si-yul only clutched the sheets. Fingers probed inside, pressing against the damp, slick membrane and folds, saturated with semen and gel. They explored deeper, then smoothly scraped against the inner flesh with a flexed finger. Si-yul bit his lip, suppressing a moan.
“Going in now.”
The fingers withdrew quickly. The firm tip forced its way into the softened entrance. Having been there before, the head slid in easily.
“Ugh…”
Si-yul gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut. It was hard, no matter how many times they did it. Even after the head passed, there was no room for complacency; the thick shaft still remained. Every time, Si-yul resented Hyun-se’s high nose bridge. They say a man’s penis is shaped like his nose, and how could this curve be so similar?
“…H!”
As if punishing him for his wandering thoughts, Hyun-se pushed all the way in. His body was thrust upwards, his head thrown back over the bed. His tightly closed eyes snapped open. Tears welled up and fell.
“It’s about time you loosened up. Why are you still so tight?”
“Ah, ah…!”
“It needs to be looser to properly fuck you, Kwon Si-yul-ssi.”
He was pulled along by his waist, thrust to the limit once more. Si-yul covered his mouth with both hands. He felt like he was going to scream. His insides felt like they were going to burst, and the penis that he thought had exhausted all its semen was now powerfully rigid.
“Ugh… h…”
He looked down at his lower body, clutching the bed. It wasn’t as good as before. His testicles were shrunken and wrinkled, and the shaft was limp and swollen, only holding water, lying flaccid on his stomach. Even that was an improvement. When his buttocks tightened, squeezing Hyun-se’s penis, a thin drop of fluid appeared at the tip.
Si-yul hesitantly touched his lower abdomen. It seemed to bulge. When Hyun-se pulled back, it flattened, but when he thrust in, a thick cylinder seemed to be hidden beneath the skin, curving from his lower abdomen to his navel.
He realized later that it wasn’t just a feeling, it was real. He tried to lift his head to confirm, but Hyun-se lifted him up, preventing him from seeing.
Hyun-se held his legs together, resting them on his shoulders, and pounded into him. His stomach felt like it would burst, and he feared his navel might be pierced. But when the tip of the penis hammered against the curved passage, and the thick shaft rubbed against the sensitive pleasure points, all fear vanished, his fingers and toes curling uncontrollably.
The rough fabric rubbed against the entrance, reddening the area, but the thick penis crushing the swollen opening sent shivers down his spine. Each deep thrust caused butterfly-shaped dimples to appear on Si-yul’s buttocks.
“Ugh, gently, gently… ah, ah, aah!”
Si-yul, his upper body rising and falling, finally tumbled off the bed. His insides spilled out, causing his whole body to tremble.
The soft rug cushioned his fall, preventing injury to his back and head. Si-yul didn’t even realize how he’d fallen. But he instinctively knew it was a chance to escape. He propped himself up on his elbows, but Hyun-se, chuckling from the bed, stepped onto the rug.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Si-yul looked up. It was still standing stiffly, as if displeased at having been pulled out.
Hyun-se didn’t move Si-yul back onto the bed. He grabbed his ankles, bent him in half, and mounted him. He rammed his penis into the loosened hole.
Si-yul cried out. It was too deep. It had never been this deep before. The swollen scrotum was crushed between his reddened buttocks, then pulled away, then pressed against him again.
“Ah!”
Hyun-se’s weight pressed him deeper. He pounded against the curved part. His stomach ached. Every thrust caused his navel to bulge.
“No, no, not there… aaah!”
“Why won’t this open?”
“Th, ugh, th…ere! Ugh!”
Every time the blocked, curved passage inside was hit, it felt like he was repeatedly cumming. Though nothing was actually coming out of his limp genitals. The tip of the penis felt scorched, and his testicles ached from the overwork.
Despite this, his body faithfully responded to the pleasure. Tears streamed down his face, and clear nasal mucus clung to his nose. His parted lips were glistening with saliva.
“CEO, please…”
He’d forgotten to call him hyung. The act had erased everything from his mind. He was that overwhelmed. Si-yul, flushed from head to toe, clung to Hyun-se. Every downward thrust cut off his breath. He gasped for air, and his opponent bit his lower lip and tangled their tongues.
“Call me hyung.”
“Hyung… Hyun-se, hyung. Ugh… please…!”
“One more time.”
“Ugh, hick, ugh… a little slower, hyung, hyung…!”
