#Side Story 06
Though he was clearly sleeping well just a moment ago, Hwi-kyung couldn’t easily shake off the drowsy sensation even after waking. That’s how sweet his long-awaited deep sleep had been.
There was a reason he hadn’t awakened despite vaguely feeling Gyo-ha kneading his body at will and rubbing his dick between Hwi-kyung’s thighs. After sleeping alone for several days, Hwi-kyung had completely melted into the embrace holding him. It felt like not just his body was going soft, but his mind was flowing away too.
The fingers that had been probing inside suddenly withdrew completely. The sensation of fingertips scraping against his inner walls made Hwi-kyung’s shoulders tremble. The feeling was always more intense when something was withdrawn than when it entered. Even without deliberately tightening, the empty hole repeatedly contracted and relaxed.
Having sex immediately upon waking made the stimulation more intense than usual. Hwi-kyung bit his lip to avoid making panting sounds, but Gyo-ha quickly noticed and kissed him. Though the act of turning his head for a kiss was affectionate, Hwi-kyung couldn’t move, pinned down by Gyo-ha’s weight.
Gyo-ha was always far from “forceful.” He was a person who would check Hwi-kyung’s reactions once or twice, then back down if Hwi-kyung said no. He wasn’t an animal driven mad by lust, moving recklessly.
But his problem was that he was only affectionate by his own standards. Unless Hwi-kyung pushed him away with genuine, full-force rejection, Gyo-ha always drove Hwi-kyung to his limits. Due to the fundamental difference in physical strength, Gyo-ha didn’t really know where Hwi-kyung’s limits were.
Even now, he moved slowly without rushing. With his hand slick with lubricant, he gripped and stroked Hwi-kyung’s dick while teasingly rubbing just the shaft of his dick between the spread entrance. His dick, touching the lower part of Hwi-kyung’s buttocks, failed to enter directly and bounced once, jabbing Hwi-kyung’s thigh.
This drove Hwi-kyung to the edge faster than being pinned down by weight or held immobile in his arms. If he was going to put it in, he should just do it quickly. Gyo-ha always had prolonged foreplay under the pretense of being considerate of Hwi-kyung.
Finally, Hwi-kyung lowered his hand that had been scratching Gyo-ha’s arm and spread his own buttocks. If he didn’t do this, Gyo-ha would clearly take his time and slowly insert much later.
His lower region was wet and slippery from the lubricant. Having just woken up, his hazy consciousness gave Hwi-kyung courage. Without fully being aware of what he was doing, Hwi-kyung spread himself for Gyo-ha.
“Just… put it in already.”
It was Gyo-ha who was shocked by Hwi-kyung offering himself this way. Wait, something’s strange? There’s no way our Hwi-kyung would be this proactive?
But even a virgin Confucian scholar would change his attitude after living with Gyo-ha and being thoroughly debauched. Hwi-kyung climaxed as the tip of the dick pushed into his spread entrance. The pleasure that had built up while he slept erupted with the penetration.
Clumps of white semen dirtied the bed sheets. The hand that had been holding his buttocks fell limply and clutched the sheets. Despite asking him to just put it in, the penetration after so long was overwhelming.
Even with thorough preparation by hand and lubricant doing its job, each time it tried to push in further past the halfway point, the entrance caught. Because Hwi-kyung had climaxed, his inner walls kept contracting without restraint. Gyo-ha, feeling like his dick might get chopped off, lifted Hwi-kyung’s thighs.
When his legs were raised, the connection point tightly gripping the dick spread more explicitly. The dick that had been stuck in the middle stubbornly pushed in, spreading the narrow insides and occupying space.
“Hng, ah, this is, pressing…”
“Where is it pressing?”
“Inside is, uh, mmm, wait a moment.”
Moans mixed between his words. Whether it was because they were lying on their sides during penetration, or because one leg was held up, it seemed to go deeper than usual.
It was always overwhelming, but today the pressure felt especially intense. Having sex after a long time, combined with having just woken up, naturally heightened all his senses.
Hwi-kyung traced his lower abdomen with his fingertips to explain his condition. Semen had splattered up to below his navel from his earlier climax. But the feeling was too strange to be embarrassed about that. Unlike the usual spot that ached, the dick kept pressing firmly against a different place.
“Here, ngh, when it presses, I feel like I’m going to come.”
So Hwi-kyung wiggled his body, suggesting they change positions. But Gyo-ha didn’t respond immediately after hearing those words. He wanted to hear exactly what Hwi-kyung meant about “coming” from his own lips.
“You already came just now.”
“Not, that kind.”
“What kind? Are you afraid you’ll leak water like last time?”
“Fuck, seriously.”
Hwi-kyung, normally a man of proper language habits, only swore during intimate moments. Gyo-ha became more aroused by Hwi-kyung’s curse. Hwi-kyung cursed again because of the dick growing even larger inside him.
“I said, ah, hah, it’s pressing…”
“Just let it out.”
“If you don’t pull out now, I’ll really, hic, die…”
Again, Gyo-ha was far from “forceful.” He usually stopped when Hwi-kyung said no. But Hwi-kyung often said no verbally while his body showed excitement.
It was Gyo-ha’s duty to understand this gap and respond appropriately. Instead of withdrawing, Gyo-ha flipped Hwi-kyung’s body onto the bed. As the position changed to doggy style, the dick slipped halfway out before plunging back in deeply. The point of penetration changed from before.
Without withdrawing his dick, he changed the pressure point as Hwi-kyung wanted. Wasn’t this accommodating Hwi-kyung’s whim, even if he hadn’t completely withdrawn as requested? At least that’s what Gyo-ha thought. Hwi-kyung, face buried in the bed sheets and penetrated even deeper in an instant, thought differently.
Hwi-kyung buried his face in the pillow and gasped for breath. As his panting sounds escaped, Gyo-ha kissed around his ear and cheek, asking if he was okay. Hwi-kyung’s face was completely wet, either with sweat or physiological tears.
A salty taste was felt everywhere the tongue touched. Gyo-ha not only kissed but also playfully nibbled on Hwi-kyung’s face and the back of his neck. His rough tongue licked over the skin where faint bite marks remained.
Hwi-kyung couldn’t think straight from the stimulation coming from above and below. The pressure against his stomach wasn’t as severe as before, but the pleasure and urge hadn’t disappeared. Rather, each time Gyo-ha thrust upward, his own dick rubbed against the bed sheets, making his mind flash.
It would be nice to faint, but his body, which had become noticeably healthier since coming to America, wouldn’t easily lose consciousness. Thanks to his proper sleep after a long time, he had energy to spare.
Gyo-ha seemed to notice Hwi-kyung’s condition and continued without holding back. Each time the half-withdrawn dick pushed into his raised bottom, the wet skin made slapping sounds as it rubbed together. Hwi-kyung’s thighs and lower buttocks were already flushed red.
“Hng, ah, I… I think I’m going to come again…”
“You didn’t even masturbate while I was gone, right?”
There’s no way he would feel this intensely otherwise. Gyo-ha felt a base satisfaction seeing Hwi-kyung’s neck quickly turning red. It seemed ridiculous now that he had thought Hwi-kyung might have been distracted by someone else even momentarily.
The reincarnation of a Confucian scholar wouldn’t even masturbate alone, so how could that be possible? Looking back, it was absurd that they had doubted each other just because they hadn’t seen each other for a few days, even knowing they couldn’t be satisfied without each other.
Lee Gyo-ha and Jung Hwi-kyung were bound to each other. The marks of the red thread on their fingers and the burn scar on Gyo-ha’s right hand were physical evidence of this fact.
How could they be attracted to anyone else? It would be a crime for two people who had gone through sixteen regressions together to neglect each other. Isn’t it the principle of the world that regression time travelers should take responsibility for each other?
Hwi-kyung, crushed under Gyo-ha’s weight, finally couldn’t hold back and released thin semen once more. The watery ejaculate without viscosity ruined the bed sheets.
“Should we buy a waterproof sheet next time?”
“You really, hah, ugh… you’re really, a bastard.”
“I love you too, Hwi-kyung.”
Endlessly positive about everything, Gyo-ha even took Hwi-kyung’s curses as declarations of love. Hwi-kyung’s shoulders trembled from the lingering pleasure. Gyo-ha’s dick, still inside him, slowly rubbed against his heated inner walls.
Gyo-ha finally climaxed inside Hwi-kyung after a long while. Even after ejaculating once, he persistently probed using his semen as lubricant. Hwi-kyung lay flat on the bed, allowing Gyo-ha to press down on him with his weight. He knew resistance would only drain his energy.
“I might not see you for a few days next week since I’m going to a conference.”
“…Again?”
“Not for long. After this conference is over, I’ll be free for a while.”
“……”
“If you miss me this time, don’t drive in the middle of the night, just video call me. Okay?”
“I’m fine. I’m not a child.”
“I’m no better than a kid. Think of me and call, at least.”
Hwi-kyung looked at Gyo-ha who was cuddling against him like a spoiled child. Indeed, Gyo-ha with his bangs down looked so young it was hard to believe he was older than Hwi-kyung. Mental age clearly had a significant impact on physical aging.
“So let’s do that too. Showing each other masturbating over video call.”
“You read some weird novel again, didn’t you?”
“Ah, busted.”
Hwi-kyung’s hand, which had been gently stroking Gyo-ha’s hair, unconsciously tightened. Was this a lover or an enemy? Gyo-ha wasn’t thinking about finishing his conference well, but only about long-distance sex via video call—that’s why he couldn’t graduate.
“I absolutely will not do that.”
“Aww.”
“Acting cute won’t work either.”
Hwi-kyung, who had strictly rejected the idea like training a misbehaving dog, would end up doing exactly that kind of thing during their video call the following week, getting aroused first. Ah, graduation was so far away…
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
