#75
“Ah, uhh…”
A lewd sound escaped as he inserted a finger. The untrained inner walls were tightly filled with just one finger. Taeseong patiently massaged the inside. As he felt the hot inner walls and Bonoh’s breathing became less rapid, he inserted another finger.
“Ahh… Ugh…”
Taeseong’s finger brushed against the sensitive spot deep inside Bonoh. Bonoh was eager, but Taeseong pretended not to notice and simply spread the hole with two fingers.
Bonoh’s thighs kept jerking up, making it difficult to keep his legs apart. Eventually, Bonoh rolled onto his side and clamped his legs shut. At the same time, his inner walls rubbed against the fingers. Bonoh’s not fully erect cock twitched. Lying on his side made Bonoh’s buttocks and cock fully visible to Taeseong.
“Ugh!”
Taeseong deliberately pressed on a spot he hadn’t stimulated before. Bonoh’s waist arched, and pre-cum beaded at the tip of his glans. Despite himself, Bonoh’s body responded dutifully.
“Your body is so ready.”
Taeseong’s fingers started to move faster. What had been slow movements turned rough, vigorously stimulating the sensitive spot.
“Ah, ahh…”
Overwhelmed by the rising sexual pleasure, Bonoh brought his hand to his cock. He just wanted to relieve the heat pooling in his lower abdomen. But that hand was stopped by Taeseong. Taeseong gripped both of Bonoh’s wrists with one hand.
“Huh, huh…”
Unable to resist the stimulation, Bonoh came with a trembling waist. Compared to the pre-cum he had been leaking, the amount of semen was pitifully small. Taeseong gathered Bonoh’s semen spilled on the bed with his hand and brought it to the hole.
“Ah, don’t, don’t do that…”
Bonoh squirmed his hips, trying to avoid the hand.
“Ah, not this?”
Taeseong undid the tie of his shower robe. Through the gap, his stiffly erect cock was revealed. He stroked his cock a few times with the hand smeared with Bonoh’s semen. Then, he used his thumb to wet the tip of his glans. Bonoh watched the scene with a dazed expression.
“What…”
“Since Kim Bonoh is in a hurry, I should match your pace.”
Then, Taeseong positioned his glans and inserted it into the wrinkles in one forceful thrust.
“Kuh, uh… Ugh.”
“Ah, as I thought, it doesn’t go in all at once. I was trying to loosen you up more.”
Taeseong tried to push in further, but it didn’t go all the way in. The inner walls were too tight, making even the movement difficult. With no choice, Taeseong groped Bonoh’s areola. Unlike his cock, the stiff nipple was rolled and slightly pinched with his fingers. He felt Bonoh’s buttocks tightening.
“Ahh, hmm…”
“Ugh, if you keep tightening, I’ll pull out?”
At the same time, he slowly moved his waist, trying to force his way into the closed inner walls. Bonoh felt like he was going to die. As Taeseong said, his body was heated up, chasing only the pleasure Taeseong gave him. Moreover, he could feel Taeseong’s cock throbbing inside him.
Seeing no sign of it going all the way in, the impatient Taeseong finally stroked Bonoh’s cock. As he applied appropriate pressure with his hand and shook it, Bonoh’s thighs trembled.
“Ah, huh…”
The inner walls seemed to tighten even more, but Bonoh tried to relax, conscious of the cock inside him. It didn’t have much effect, but the sight of the excited Bonoh was helpful. Thanks to Bonoh feeling pleasure beneath him, pre-cum oozed from the tip of Taeseong’s glans.
After confirming that Bonoh wasn’t in pain, Taeseong put strength into his waist.
“Kuh, huh…”
Almost all the way in, Taeseong didn’t wait and started thrusting. As soon as he pulled his waist back, he quickly pushed his glans in, afraid that the inner walls would close again. Bonoh was still lying on his side, so the feeling was different.
“Joo, huh, Joo Taeseong… Ah!”
As his body was shaken by Taeseong, Bonoh started to recall how he ended up like this. This isn’t it… Should I tell him I like him again? It wasn’t a situation where he could say that, but Bonoh decided to try.
“I, huh, like you…”
But as he panted, it didn’t sound like he intended.
“Saying it now.”
Taeseong seemed to feel the same way. Bonoh first tried to catch his breath. To do that, he had to stop Taeseong, who was moving roughly.
“Huh, no. I like, huh, you…”
“Really? It’s worth the effort to thrust hard.”
Ah, seriously…! Bonoh was desperately frustrated. He no longer had the leisure to organize his complicated thoughts. The words that had only lingered in his mouth pressed heavily on his chest. Finally, Bonoh gathered all his strength. He forced himself up, breathing heavily. With both hands, he grabbed Taeseong’s cheeks.
“I like you, Joo Taeseong!”
The suppressed emotions exploded. Mixed feelings of hidden anxiety, fear, and expectation poured out in an instant.
Taeseong froze for a moment. His usually composed expression, even while panting, disappeared, and his eyes wavered.
“Uh…”
For the first time, he looked like he was at a loss for words. Bonoh held Taeseong’s cheeks and met his gaze. His breathing was still heavy, but this time, he felt sure he had conveyed his feelings.
At that moment, Taeseong, who had been frozen, flinched in surprise, and Bonoh felt a hot liquid spreading inside his inner walls. Taeseong had come. The semen continued to gush out, but for some reason, Taeseong’s cock grew even larger.
Normally, Bonoh would have come three or four times before Taeseong barely came. He had never come this early before. That fact gave Bonoh a strange sense of victory.
Even though he only had it once, Bonoh was more satisfied than ever. Having achieved his goal, Bonoh felt his body grow languid and fatigue wash over him all at once.
“Kim Bonoh, did you just…”
On the contrary, Taeseong’s heart sank. It was like being splashed with cold water while dozing off. He suddenly came to his senses.
Did Kim Bonoh just say he likes me? Did he say he likes me, not the sex? Am I hearing things because I wanted to hear Kim Bonoh’s confession, or is Kim Bonoh just saying anything because he’s drunk?
Taeseong doubted his own ears. It was a long-awaited confession, but he couldn’t believe it. His certainty had been shattered many times before. The moments he had longed to hear but ended up disappointed flashed before his eyes.
Wait, what if Kim Bonoh pretends not to know again once he sobers up? Taeseong thought he had to get a clear answer and tie up this statement. He didn’t know when Bonoh would slip away like a loach. If it were Las Vegas, he would have gotten married on the spot. Regrettably, Taeseong became impatient. He felt his blood rushing very fast.
His instincts warned him not to miss this opportunity.
“Say what you just said again.”
Taeseong’s dark eyes gleamed. His heart pounded like a hunter who had spotted a rabbit, but he tried his best to suppress his impatient heart to not let the rabbit in front of him escape.
“Umm…”
Bonoh didn’t even notice that Taeseong had such an expression. He just accepted the approaching drowsiness, relief from achieving his goal, drunkenness, and the lingering pleasure. He didn’t hear Taeseong’s important response, but Bonoh’s eyelids slowly closed.
“…Kim Bonoh, are you trying to sleep now?”
Taeseong was so absurd that he couldn’t speak. If Bonoh fell asleep like this, it would be bad, so Taeseong slowly moved his waist. Thanks to the fact that Taeseong had just come, it was much easier to move.
“Ah, huh…”
Bonoh moaned in a wet voice, half his eyes closed. The sexual pleasure came softly due to the drowsiness.
“Say it again? You just said you like me, right? You like me, not the sex, right?”
As the dazed look didn’t fade from Bonoh’s face, Taeseong moved more fiercely. The blunt glans roughly brushed against the spot where Bonoh felt good, making Bonoh pant.
“Ahh, uh! Huh…”
A squelching sound came from the colliding lower bodies. Bonoh closed his eyes tightly and had no choice but to take the surging stimulation from below.
“Ha, are you sleepy now?”
Bonoh’s hot inner walls pleasantly tightened around the angry cock, but Taeseong couldn’t give in to the pleasure. He felt like he was losing his center and running somewhere.
“Huh, I, I said, huh, didn’t I…”
“What does it mean that you like me? As a friend? As an ex-roommate? Tomorrow, you’ll say something else again. Say it clearly now. Do you mean you want to date?”
Taeseong said roughly, panting heavily. His eyes were red, and he was out of his mind.
“Ugh, uh…”
Taeseong moved his waist violently and pinched Bonoh’s pointed nipple roughly. A ripple ran through Bonoh’s lower abdomen, and semen poured out from the tip of his cock. Even though his body was trembling, Taeseong didn’t care and continued to mess with his chest. Bonoh finally pushed Taeseong’s hand away and shouted.
“Ah, stop it!”
Then, Bonoh grabbed the back of Taeseong’s neck and brought his lips to him. Their lips collided briefly like a headbutt, but it was enough to calm Taeseong down.
“…”
“This is what I mean. Is that enough? Tsk, do you think I like you as an ex-roommate…”
Taeseong’s fierce expression returned to normal. Taeseong mumbled and caught the falling Bonoh, covering his lips. The deeper he went, the more he smelled wine. It was an intense but somewhat careful and desperate kiss.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
