“Ah!”
The thick penis that had been filling his mouth was suddenly pulled out. Seong-hyeon’s mouth, still open, twitched at the sense of loss. But before he could say anything, his body was lifted into the air. Carried in strong arms, he was moved to a private cabana with the curtains drawn back. As Ha-jin hurriedly closed the curtains, the world was hidden behind a thin layer of fabric.
In that secluded space, the faint lights and distant sounds of people seemed far away. Alone with Ha-jin, he whispered with a slightly furrowed brow.
“I don’t like showing your beauty to other men. But you keep acting so cute in public like this. What am I going to do?”
Despite the scolding tone, Ha-jin’s kisses rained down on Seong-hyeon’s lips like gentle pecks. His stomach fluttered as if filled with butterflies. He wanted to be cherished and loved. They were a couple, after all, so it was only natural for him to be loved by Ha-jin.
“Make me feel good with your cock.”
As Seong-hyeon spread his legs wide, his hole, already emitting a musky scent, quivered and opened. He used both hands to spread himself wider, wanting Ha-jin to see better. Ha-jin, breathing heavily with a lustful gaze, gripped Seong-hyeon’s knees. The cock, slick with Seong-hyeon’s saliva, prodded gently at his soft perineum. The hot flesh moved quickly up and down, heating his insides, before finally pressing against his entrance. Ha-jin paused, the tip of his cock barely touching the opening.
Instead of rushing, Seong-hyeon let out a ragged breath and slightly tensed his buttocks. The barely open entrance swallowed the glans slightly. In that state, Seong-hyeon wiggled his hips, making wet sounds like a deep kiss. The teasing motion, as if giving a blowjob with his hole, earned him praise from Ha-jin.
“Our dear Seong-hyeon, you kiss cock so well with your pussy.”
“Of course, ah, darling, ah!”
Thrust! In one swift motion, Ha-jin’s thick cock filled Seong-hyeon deeply, making his body arch into the air. A thin cry escaped his lips as his flat stomach tensed and bulged slightly.
“Ah, ah! Inside, it’s, ah, ah!”
Thrust after thrust, Ha-jin’s powerful hips sent Seong-hyeon’s body sliding upward. With one arm, Ha-jin held Seong-hyeon’s slender frame in place, his cock vigorously rubbing and thrusting into the hot, wet flesh inside.
“Ah! There, inside, rubbing, Seong-hyeon’s clit, ah!”
His most sensitive spot, swollen and erect, was relentlessly stimulated by Ha-jin’s throbbing veins. Seong-hyeon threw his head back, convulsing as his inner walls clenched around Ha-jin’s cock, drawing it deeper. Ha-jin, buried deep inside, made short, rapid thrusts, pounding the tip of his cock against the deepest part of Seong-hyeon’s insides.
“Ah, ah! Inside, ah, right there…!”
His body, already pushed to one climax, began to tremble uncontrollably from the relentless stimulation. A strange sensation built up in his front, similar to the urge to urinate. Instinctively, Seong-hyeon reached down to cover himself, but Ha-jin was quicker. He firmly grasped Seong-hyeon’s hand, intertwining their fingers tightly.
“Darling, ah, I can’t, not in front, ah!”
Ha-jin’s strong, long fingers entwined with Seong-hyeon’s, holding him firmly as if to never let go. He leaned down, biting gently on Seong-hyeon’s earlobe.
“Do you think our dear Seong-hyeon can rest now?”
His voice was tender, even as his hips moved like a beast’s. No, no, no. Seong-hyeon shook his head like a child, trying to squirm away. But he was pinned beneath Ha-jin’s solid body, unable to escape. Instead, Ha-jin’s thrusts grew even more intense, pushing Seong-hyeon closer to the edge.
The forceful pressure pushed the cock deep inside, reaching the innermost part of the hole, the entrance to the womb Ha-jin had created for him.
“Ah!”
With the glans lodged in that tight space, Ha-jin nibbled on Seong-hyeon’s earlobe. Their chests pressed firmly together, rubbing vigorously. Unlike Seong-hyeon’s soft, yielding breasts, Ha-jin’s firm, masculine chest stimulated his nipples with each forceful contact, sending waves of heat to his lower abdomen.
“Stop, ah, darling, I, really, can’t, ah, ah!”
His vision blurred, then filled with flashing lights. The quivering urethra suddenly released a clear, slippery fluid that gushed out forcefully.
“Oh, oh…., oh, oh….”
The rough breaths and the sensation of lips brushing against his cheek and neck felt distant yet close. Seong-hyeon trembled, emitting sounds like a female in heat, as Ha-jin licked the fluid that had reached his chin. A faint cry escaped him, his voice like a frightened child who had made a mistake. But Ha-jin paid no mind, licking up every drop of the liquid from Seong-hyeon’s collarbone.
“Don’t, don’t drink it….”
Finally, unable to bear it, Seong-hyeon sobbed out the words. Ha-jin gently bit his chin.
“Ah, Yoon Seong-hyeon, really.”
His voice, sweet and unrestrained, tickled Seong-hyeon’s ear.
“This isn’t pee, it’s honey. Seong-hyeon.”
Liar.
“Our dear Seong-hyeon is on his honeymoon, spilling honey?”
Ha-jin couldn’t resist and pressed his lips to Seong-hyeon’s. There was no taste or scent from the contact, only the intoxicating aroma of Ha-jin that filled his senses.
“I, really, it’s not pee, ah!”
“Keep spilling it.”
Ha-jin began to move his hips vigorously again, the squelching sounds filling the air. Their bodies, slick with Seong-hyeon’s fluids, slid against each other out of sync. His body, already pushed to its limits, convulsed again under the relentless stimulation. Seong-hyeon threw his head back, sobbing as his hair rubbed against the sheets.
“Ah, ah! Inside, it’s too deep, if you thrust, it keeps coming out, it’s coming out!”
Another gush of fluid burst from his quivering front hole, splashing as far as his lips. Ha-jin licked it off, whispering to him.
“Seong-hyeon.”
The cock inside him twisted slightly, reaching the curved intestines as it pounded against his inner walls.
“Honeymoon.”
Ah, ah, ah! Seong-hyeon’s cock continued to release a steady stream, soaking the floor beneath them.
“It’s said that newlyweds drink honey wine for a month straight.”
The vigorous thrusts made Seong-hyeon’s body sway, the clear fluid still dripping from his urethra splattering across the curtains. Surrounded by the scent of their lust, Ha-jin whispered to him.
“I want to keep drinking the honey you give me.”
Forever, eternally. The sweet curse or desperate implication made Seong-hyeon’s lips twitch with pleasure.
“Ah, I’ll give it to you, so give me yours too, darling… ah!”
As Seong-hyeon begged for Ha-jin’s release, a heavy stream of semen flooded his insides. Feeling the hot fluid coat his tender membranes, Seong-hyeon wrapped his arms around Ha-jin’s broad shoulders. Their chests pressed tightly together, he could feel Ha-jin’s heartbeat. As he opened his mouth to gasp for air, Ha-jin’s tongue invaded once more, exploring his palate and grinding against his own tongue. The sensation mirrored the slow, renewed movement of Ha-jin’s thick cock inside him, as if he hadn’t just released.
Seong-hyeon wrapped his slender legs around Ha-jin’s waist, holding him tightly as his insides, drenched in semen, gripped the cock firmly.
“Ah, ah!”
Sweet moans escaped his lips, mingling with the lewd sounds of their bodies moving together. Yet, no one glanced towards the curtained cabana. The obscene noises blended into the background of everyday sounds, becoming natural under the soft moonlight filtering through the curtains.
It was a honeymoon as sweet as honey.
