#075
Do people all live clinging to each other like this? Even amidst the chaos, Hwi-kyung questioned the very classification of humans as a species.
The area between his splayed buttocks felt raw. It was only natural that it hurt, as the unnecessarily large dick, even when they’d been holding and shaking it together, had forced its way into the hole meant for excretion.
Even with the well-melted gel acting as a lubricant, the exhausted insides struggled to expel the intruding dick. The inner walls contracted repeatedly, as if trying to sever the invading dick.
“Hwi-kyung, I’m hurting…”
Gyo-ha involuntarily groaned as well. Even with their bodies pressed close and his back gently stroked, Hwi-kyung, tense as a bowstring, felt more pain than pleasure.
The problem was that even while in pain, Hwi-kyung’s lower half remained erect. Gyo-ha swallowed hard at the sight of Hwi-kyung’s erection. To feel pleasure even with his back muscles clenched tight with tension. Quite the feat for a first experience.
He lacked technique but certainly felt things deeply. His diligent personality seemed to be reflected even in bed. The way he panted, trying to absorb the relentless stimulation, was both pitiful and incited a sadistic urge.
Gyo-ha, giving Hwi-kyung a chance to adjust, pulled back slightly and pressed his palm against Hwi-kyung’s flat, fleshless stomach. Even the external pressure caused the hole, barely clinging to the dick, to tighten further.
“Ugh, ah… I can’t anymore, uh, ah…”
“No. You can.”
“Can’t put it in, any further…”
Muttering while pressed against the pillow, Hwi-kyung’s words came out in broken fragments. Constantly holding his breath was a bad habit. Gyo-ha grabbed Hwi-kyung’s arm and pulled it back. As his upper body, buried deep in the bedding, lifted, the dick, which had only entered the tip, gradually burrowed deeper.
“Hngh, ungh… Ah!”
The dick, finally more than halfway inside, rubbed against the soft, relaxed interior, unlike the tightly clenched entrance. The lower half, which had only known how to clench, reflexively began to repeat contractions and relaxations.
Only then did Gyo-ha exhale a heated breath. Hwi-kyung’s lower half, which had been like a cutting tool, gradually loosened. With each thrust, a slightly sloppy, wet sound escaped. Unable to cover his mouth with the pillow, his loose tongue occasionally let out a pathetic moan along with cries of wanting to die.
Whenever Hwi-kyung said he couldn’t go on, Gyo-ha would press and rub Hwi-kyung’s lower abdomen with his hand, whispering sweet nothings about how he could do it. No matter how you looked at it, there was more room to go in, but whenever he pulled back slightly and thrust gently, Hwi-kyung would recoil in terror.
As the inside was stimulated, a different kind of pleasure spread than when he was holding and shaking the dick. Each time the swollen inner walls grazed the tip of the dick, his toes curled. Hwi-kyung was at a loss, experiencing sensations he’d never felt before.
Do people really have sex like this? Hwi-kyung wondered how humanity hadn’t gone extinct. To engage in such a burdensome and unsettling act for the purpose of reproduction…
“Going at it with only half of it in…”
In reality, what he couldn’t understand the most was his own body, which was diligently feeling pleasure even while in excruciating pain. Hwi-kyung reflexively looked down at his lower half. Gyo-ha was pressing down with his hand, so he couldn’t see his lower abdomen well, but it felt like his stomach was completely full from just that much being inside.
It wasn’t just a feeling; the skin above his stomach was actually bulging out as if something had entered. He wondered if he was mistaken due to the intense pressure, but even upon closer inspection, the outline was slightly visible each time it throbbed.
It was clear that Gyo-ha was using his hand to cover that area, fearing that Hwi-kyung would recoil in terror. Moreover, Hwi-kyung had already impatiently reached his second climax, unable to withstand Gyo-ha’s internal and external stimulation.
Even during his hormone-fueled adolescence, it hadn’t been like this. Hwi-kyung was overwhelmed by the rush of shame and pleasure. Reflexively reaching down to grope the junction, he felt the remaining shaft of the dick, as Gyo-ha had said.
Why the hell would anyone put something like this inside another person’s body… Hwi-kyung cursed inwardly. The fact that he had kissed Gyo-ha first was gradually fading from his memory each time the dick was pushed out and then forced back in.
On the other hand, Gyo-ha was just as close to death as Jung Hwi-kyung. This was the most difficult sex in Gyo-ha’s life. Even his first experience hadn’t been this tight, and Hwi-kyung would loosen up slightly only to quickly tighten again.
At this point, it was clear that the hole resembled its owner’s personality. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be this tight every time he tried to push it in. Gyo-ha took his time, stimulating the same area. Since he couldn’t thrust deeper, rubbing against the point of contact was the best he could do.
The sensation of the inside being persistently rubbed caused Hwi-kyung, exhausted from the successive climaxes, to bury himself back into the bed. Even with Gyo-ha supporting his abdomen with his arm, he couldn’t completely prevent his upper body from collapsing forward.
As his posture crumbled, the dick, which had been crammed in as much as possible, gradually slipped out. The gel-slicked, glistening dick was soon thrust back in as Gyo-ha grabbed and pulled Hwi-kyung’s arm.
“Ah, hic… eugh…”
I’m really going to die like this. Even knowing that he wouldn’t die, weak thoughts arose involuntarily. Lying face down with the dick in his rear made it difficult to resist. In the first place, resisting was ridiculous. To struggle and say that his dick was too difficult to insert? He’d do anything to survive, but even amidst the chaos, it was still embarrassing.
Besides, Hwi-kyung, for someone who was struggling, would tremble and feel pleasure whenever the dick penetrated even slightly deeper. The shaft of the dick kept grazing the right spots. Each time his already sensitive body was stimulated in the same area, he would eagerly clamp down on the dick.
It was his body, but it didn’t feel like his. Hwi-kyung, panting, thought it was ticklish that Gyo-ha was kissing his neck. He could force it in all the way if he put his strength into it, but Gyo-ha never rushed.
That was both fortunate and disappointing. If he forced his way in, he would reluctantly go along with it. It would be better to lose his mind and surrender his body to pleasure. But Gyo-ha wasn’t violent enough to force his dick into the tightly closed interior.
“You’re thinking about something else right now.”
Instead, Gyo-ha leaned in and kissed Hwi-kyung deeply. Hwi-kyung, in a tattered state, muttered softly.
“You crazy slow-poke…”
Even if he didn’t put it in all the way, wasn’t he taking too long to come? Hwi-kyung completely denied the fact that he had briefly wanted to be thrust into more. I’m crazy. This is self-abuse…
However, Gyo-ha didn’t get angry at Hwi-kyung’s insult; he just chuckled. He didn’t seem offended by the term “slow-poke” either.
The position changed while still inserted. Now that he had thrust in as much as he could, he said they should do it face to face. Hwi-kyung, like a waterlogged rag doll, was led by Gyo-ha’s hand as his body was turned over. As the direction reversed while still inserted, the inside was stimulated.
“Heu, euht… Shit…”
A curse involuntarily escaped. Having lost physical control, physiological tears streamed down his face. The kisses raining down on his wet eyes were tender, but the sensation of being thrust upwards was consistently violent.
He was exhausted from the persistent act of being pulled back and then thrust upwards little by little. Hwi-kyung cursed at Gyo-ha a few more times. The cursing reached its peak when the hole, even after he had pulled out without ejaculating, was red and swollen and didn’t close immediately.
“I’m never doing this again…”
“You said you’d fuck me next time.”
“I said I’m not doing it…”
Whether Hwi-kyung said that or not, Gyo-ha rubbed his throbbing, veined dick against the gap in the parted hole. Despite the perverted act, Hwi-kyung’s legs gave out, and he couldn’t kick Gyo-ha away.
When the semen was sprayed on the inside of his thighs, Hwi-kyung thought it was finally over. But Gyo-ha didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping the clinging. Even when he pushed him away, saying he couldn’t do it twice, Gyo-ha brazenly hugged Hwi-kyung.
“Let’s try putting it all in next time.”
“I said I’m not doing it anymore.”
“I’ll suck your dick too, Hwi-kyung.”
“You’re crazy.”
But contrary to his words, Hwi-kyung was quite obediently nestled in Gyo-ha’s arms. Aside from not having the strength to move, the problem was that Gyo-ha’s lower half was still erect, despite having already ejaculated once.
If he even stirred slightly, Gyo-ha would definitely say, “You have the strength to move?” and push the head of his dick in again. Hwi-kyung ignored Gyo-ha, who was gently coaxing him to do it just one more time, and rested his forehead against his chest. Being held close, he could hear his heartbeat quite loudly.
