# 55
Hot breath penetrated Jin-ha’s ear. He tried to hunch his shoulders but realized he couldn’t because of the man’s head. He turned toward the man.
The heated man was rubbing his head against Jin-ha’s shoulder while looking at him. The moment their dazed gazes met, Riyekan tightened his grip.
Jin-ha inhaled sharply at the hot sensation in his hand, trembling as he fidgeted with his fingers. These were movements of someone wanting to escape the current situation, yet the thing in his hand grew larger with just that slight movement.
Jin-ha was shocked by its size, regardless of the current situation.
“Touch me. Hmm?”
Jin-ha’s hand twitched. That was his only voluntary movement, but Riyekan’s abdomen tensed as he moaned.
It was merely an impulse. The desire to demand certainty was genuine, but he hadn’t intended to demand this kind of proof. It was just that the moment Jin-ha called his name, an impulse that seemed to burn through his mind pushed him forward.
And as a result, Riyekan was quite pleased with the current situation. The trembling of helpless fingers and the awkward movements—neither still nor moving—strangely stimulated his lust.
Why didn’t he do this last time, instead of satisfying himself alone?
“Mmm…”
But they couldn’t stay like this forever. Even now, a languid pleasure enveloped him, but he wanted a more intense pleasure that felt like it was crashing into him.
Riyekan whispered to Jin-ha, who seemed dazed by this unexpected situation.
“Should I take medicine instead?”
Jin-ha, who flinched visibly, raised his head to look at him. Riyekan remembered Jin-ha’s reaction when he mentioned taking medicine to suppress his rut.
“Absolutely not.”
Jin-ha, his eyes regaining their focus, gritted his teeth as he answered.
Medicine? The one that supposedly cuts your lifespan by half a year each time? Is he serious?
Jin-ha glared at Riyekan, feeling a surge of anger. Despite receiving such a reproachful look, Riyekan’s face showed no hint of wrongdoing.
“But if Hunter Lee Jin-ha won’t help me, I have no choice.”
“You can do it, by yourself.”
“That would be meaningless.”
“What meaning?”
“Proof.”
Riyekan whispered in a languid, seductive voice.
“Proof that Hunter Lee Jin-ha is someone very close to me.”
“This act provides such proof?”
“Yes. I’ve never done this with anyone.”
“Even so…!”
“Is there another way to give me your trust?”
There would be no other way to persuade Riyekan, who had already decided to build trust through this method. Jin-ha gritted his teeth and looked at him.
In response, Riyekan snorted as if he expected this.
“Fine. If you’re embarrassed to do it yourself, I’ll help.”
Contrary to Jin-ha’s expectation that he would force him to grip and stroke, the large hand that had been forcibly pressing Jin-ha’s hand against his dick moved away. The moment Jin-ha opened his tightly shut eyes, his waistband came undone.
“What, what? Wait.”
“Let’s do it together.”
“No, no. I’m not—Riyekan!”
With a scream, Jin-ha’s dick sprang out. As it happened, it was already half-erect. Riyekan looked at it with great interest before boldly reaching out.
“You can’t!”
“Come on, you need to give me your trust. Hmm?”
His struggles were futile. Riyekan pulled Jin-ha’s hips closer to him, pressing their bodies tightly together. Naturally, their dicks also touched each other.
Jin-ha felt like he might faint.
Good heavens. This, this wasn’t what he wanted.
“This isn’t the promiscuous sex you dislike, Jin-ha.”
“Then what is it?!”
To this irritable retort, Riyekan responded kindly.
“Medical treatment to avoid eating away at my lifespan. And an oath to prove trust.”
“An oath…?”
“The Hunter Lee Jin-ha I know isn’t someone who would do this carelessly. Right?”
“That’s right. I don’t…”
“So doing this for me has significant meaning.”
“But… Ah!”
While softly coaxing, Riyekan suddenly grabbed Jin-ha’s dick. Despite Jin-ha not being small, it easily fit into Riyekan’s grasp due to the man’s naturally large frame. Jin-ha stared wide-eyed at the sight.
“And you don’t really dislike it, do you? It’s already erect like this, are you going to say otherwise?”
Jin-ha tightly closed his eyes in shame.
In truth, he did. While his reason screamed that this was wrong, some instinct he didn’t know existed kept whispering pleasure. The man’s hands were as hot as his dick. The tingling pleasure rising from his dick enveloped in those hands was poaching his brain. That small whisper impelled Jin-ha more powerfully than the screams.
If he didn’t tense his thighs, he might unconsciously rub his dick against Riyekan’s palm. A desire to fan the flames and burn everything to ashes surged within him.
As Jin-ha endured, he glared at Riyekan with moist eyes. Annoyingly, Riyekan seemed to enjoy receiving such a glare, chuckling before he began to move his hand.
“Ah, no, that…! Hng…”
Jin-ha was about to plead for something but closed his mouth again and lowered his head. Intermittent gasps that barely became moans escaped him. He seemed completely unaware that this appearance was further stimulating the man’s lust.
Riyekan exhaled languidly as he gazed at Jin-ha, who was flushed red like a peach and gritting his teeth. His hand quickly stroked Jin-ha’s dick, then slowly rubbed it all over, and sometimes strongly stroked the dick with his palm.
He himself didn’t know what he wanted to do. Sometimes he wanted to enjoy watching Jin-ha succumb to pleasure and climax, but then he wanted to see him squirm with desire for pleasure, and also wanted to see him twitch and respond to his touch.
Yet one thing was clear: Riyekan wanted to prolong this time. So when Jin-ha gasped and tilted his head back, he tightened his grip at the base and stopped, then when it seemed the peak had passed, he stroked the wet tip again.
“Mmm…”
Jin-ha’s dick curved slightly to the left and had a clean color. It looked appealing as it turned red with blood rushing to it. Riyekan thought he’d like to take a bite of it.
Not today, but someday.
“Stop, playing around… Ah, aah…!”
The second time, he thought it was just a coincidence, but by the third time, there was no mistaking it. Realizing that Riyekan was controlling his climax, an irritated Jin-ha firmly gripped Riyekan’s dick, which he had been holding all this time.
At that moment, Riyekan’s hand, which had been lightly stroking from the base upwards, tightened. His slipping hand strongly stroked the tip and squeezed the dick.
Jin-ha collapsed onto Riyekan, moaning.
“Ugh, uugh… Ah, wait, I’m com—ah, nngh!”
“Oh my…”
Riyekan regretfully played with Jin-ha’s dick with his hand, now wet with semen. Jin-ha’s hips twitched as he gently fondled the sensitive dick. Each time, his tensed thighs trembled and tightened around Riyekan.
Drop by drop, more semen flowed out. After squeezing out even what remained in the tip, Riyekan finally released Jin-ha’s dick.
“Haah…”
Even the act of releasing felt pleasurable, causing Jin-ha to shudder once more as if having a seizure. It felt like his brain had flown away. Though it was all over, strangely, residual pleasure intermittently stimulated him from somewhere in his abdomen.
He blinked his eyes several times, then realizing that his blurred vision was due to physiological tears, he closed his eyes tightly and opened them again. When the tears still didn’t fall, he blinked several more times, then something hot and wet touched his eyes.
“Please, don’t…”
Riyekan was licking and drinking his tears. Jin-ha refused in a weak voice. He didn’t have the energy to struggle.
Yet the man paid no attention and did as he pleased, then tapped the back of Jin-ha’s hand, which had gone limp. Only then did Jin-ha realize he had been holding the man’s dick all along.
“You’re not planning to finish after satisfying only yourself, are you?”
“…Huff…”
By now, there was no shame or anything left. Jin-ha started moving his hand while leaning against the man’s chest, but unfortunately, he couldn’t muster much strength, resulting in little more than a fluttering gesture.
“Hmm… It feels good, but… planning to take all day?”
“It’s because, of you…”
“Yes, that’s right, like that…”
“I can’t put much strength into it…!”
Jin-ha gritted his teeth. He knew this wasn’t enough to properly stimulate Riyekan’s dick, with its bulging, pulsing veins, but he really had no energy.
Could he be this weak after coming just once?
Jin-ha headbutted Riyekan’s chest and continued his half-hearted movements. Feeling Riyekan’s chest shake with suppressed laughter, Jin-ha closed his eyes.
“My, are you going to sleep?”
“That’s not… my intention.”
“But you should finish what you started before sleeping.”
“I will…”
“You look like you’re struggling. Should I help a bit?”
The moment Jin-ha unconsciously nodded, Riyekan covered Jin-ha’s hand with his own. No, that wasn’t all. Riyekan grasped his own dick, Jin-ha’s hand, and Jin-ha’s dick all at once and started to stroke.
“Hngh…!”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
