#26
“…Ah, ah… wait, you, what are you…”
“Stop struggling, it’s annoying.”
If he really disliked it, he wouldn’t react, but that part doesn’t obey his will. Seo Yi-young’s cock began to rise, asserting itself in response to Choi Do-jun’s rough touch.
Choi Do-jun skillfully pulled Seo Yi-young’s cock out of his pants and gripped it.
He couldn’t believe his own body was faithfully responding to the stimulation despite truly disliking it.
With the determination to push him away, Seo Yi-young shoved Choi Do-jun’s shoulder and even punched him, but he simply clicked his tongue once and pinned both of Seo Yi-young’s hands above his head, holding them down with one hand.
“You’re free to heal yourself with your ability, but that doesn’t mean you won’t feel the pain when your arm breaks.”
It was a threat that if he resisted further, he would break his wrist.
“Go ahead and try. I can break it again and again.”
It wasn’t an overreaction to feel that Choi Do-jun’s eyes looked crazed. This guy would really do it. Seo Yi-young bit his lower lip, feeling a chill run down his spine at the threat pressed all the way to his neck.
Given the situation, maybe it’s better to just think of enjoying it.
His brain made the judgment arbitrarily.
Meanwhile, Choi Do-jun’s hand movements became more explicit.
Choi Do-jun wrapped his hand around Seo Yi-young’s cock, stroking it up and down, then lightly scratched near the urethra with his fingernail. With each movement of Choi Do-jun’s hand, Seo Yi-young’s shoulders involuntarily jerked upward. At some point, precum began to leak out, making slick sounds.
It was the first time someone else had touched him like this.
Even when he had a girlfriend in the previous dimension, he had never done such an act. Of course, it’s not like he’d never masturbated before. However, it was completely different from touching himself. The stimulation from unpredictable movements was much stronger than he’d expected.
It hurt a bit at first when he gripped it firmly, but now even that had become a source of excitement.
And he wanted to divert that gaze that was staring so intently at him. It was so persistent that it felt like it was scanning beneath his skin.
“Ah, this, uh… nngh.”
“You’re feeling it well.”
He heard Choi Do-jun muttering. But it felt like he was being evaluated.
Seo Yi-young looked at Choi Do-jun and raised one corner of his mouth.
Come to think of it, hadn’t Choi Do-jun acted like he was going to put his cock in Seo Yi-young’s mouth at any moment? But now he was jerking Seo Yi-young off just because of a single threat to bite it—the situation was laughable. He must be quite scared.
“What? Afraid I’ll bite you?”
“Let’s say I am.”
“You bas…”
“I didn’t know Hunter Seo Yi-young had such a foul mouth.”
“What does it matter? Ah, ugh…!”
Choi Do-jun squeezed Seo Yi-young’s cock as if he were going to burst it.
You bastard. Using your S-Class grip strength to squeeze that tight…!
Tears welled up in Seo Yi-young’s eyes. How could he do this when, as a man himself, he should know perfectly well how painful it is to grip it like that?
As Seo Yi-young glared at him with tears in his eyes, Choi Do-jun’s eyes narrowed slightly. It was an expression like he’d seen something interesting.
“Now you’re a bit quieter.”
Swish. Swish.
Choi Do-jun spoke while rolling the glans in his hand, caressing it.
“You needed to release anyway, so let’s make it good for both of us. You know what it feels like after a dungeon conquest.”
He wanted to deny it, but frustratingly, he couldn’t.
Because he understood what Choi Do-jun meant.
After successfully completing the dungeon conquest, he was in an excited state, mixed with a light sense of elation, thrill, and euphoria. But he hadn’t planned to release it like this. He had intended to go home, drink a cold beer, eat freshly fried chicken, and then soak in hot water before sleeping.
“…Hnng.”
But now this stimulation felt so good.
Rapid breaths escaped through his teeth.
Feeling dizzy, Seo Yi-young closed his eyes.
“…Mm, uh, hmm, …nngh…”
With his vision blocked, the stimulation from Choi Do-jun became doubly vivid. His legs spread involuntarily. Even the rough rubbing of Choi Do-jun’s large, coarse hands felt pleasurable, and Seo Yi-young unknowingly began to move his hips.
He heard what sounded like Choi Do-jun laughing, but he couldn’t even pick at that.
Come to think of it, since coming to this dimension, he hadn’t masturbated or even had a wet dream. He hadn’t had the time, nor had he felt the desire. With the series of events being so difficult to accept, it would be accurate to say he had been preoccupied with just adapting.
But sexual desire had built up without him realizing it.
Nothing else explained it, so he decided to attribute it to that. He had to.
Tap. Tap.
The sound of skin friction repeated as Choi Do-jun’s hand stroked Seo Yi-young’s cock.
At some point, Seo Yi-young’s waist arched up into the air. His body trembled, waiting for climax. The squelching sound suddenly stopped as Choi Do-jun blocked Seo Yi-young’s urethral opening.
Seo Yi-young, confused by the blocked climax right in front of him, opened his closed eyes.
“…Huh? Why, why are you doing that?”
“You can’t be the only one enjoying yourself.”
“What are you, ah!”
His body was instantly flipped over, ending up prone on the seat. Choi Do-jun, with unhesitating hands, pulled Seo Yi-young’s pants down a bit more, then grabbed his waist and made only his buttocks rise. Before he could think about what an indecent position this was, Choi Do-jun whispered in Seo Yi-young’s ear.
“Tighten your thighs.”
“Thighs, what, huh? Ungh. Huh?”
Something slid between Seo Yi-young’s thighs. It was long enough to emerge from the other side of Seo Yi-young’s thighs. It was a cock. Choi Do-jun’s was intimidating just to look at.
Hot and soft, yet hard and squishy.
It was such a strange sensation.
“What, ah, what are you, ah, wait, wait…”
Despite his attempts to resist, Choi Do-jun easily restrained Seo Yi-young’s arms and began thrusting. The hot flesh began moving back and forth between his thighs.
His pubic bone bumped against Seo Yi-young’s buttocks. Except for not actually penetrating, this was completely sex.
As Choi Do-jun moved, the car began to shake. A thought emerged from a corner of his heat-consumed mind, wondering if this was really okay.
If someone passed by and saw the suspiciously shaking car, they would surely notice.
He broke into a cold sweat for a different reason.
If it had been a private garage, it would have been somewhat better. But this was a public parking lot. He had wondered what kind of people committed such shameless acts in public places, and now Seo Yi-young was becoming one of them.
“…Ah!”
“You’re thinking of other things. I was being gentle, but it seems I’ve been too lenient if you have the luxury to be distracted.”
A cold voice without any hint of heat was heard. It felt like all the blood was draining from his face. Seo Yi-young shook his head while lying face down.
“No, that’s not it, ah, ahah, nngh…!”
Choi Do-jun grabbed Seo Yi-young’s waist and resumed his movements. It had clearly become rougher than before.
Each time the smooth part of the glans rubbed past his perineum, it pressed against Seo Yi-young’s cock, rubbing the shaft. At first, he wasn’t sure if this felt good or not, but as the act continued, he found himself strangely absorbed.
His mind was confused, but due to sexual excitement, even that began to fade. It was as if poison was being injected, making his mind hazy.
“Ah, nngh… ah, ah.”
“Huff, you’re tensing too much.”
Choi Do-jun said that and slapped Seo Yi-young’s buttocks.
Without realizing it, tension filled his entire body, squeezing Choi Do-jun’s cock more tightly between his thighs.
That slap was incredibly humiliating, yet somehow, it excited him more. Even if he wanted to deny it, he knew best that the tingling sensation near his navel spread widely, causing his toes to curl. Denying such a reaction would be a hollow echo. Because Seo Yi-young himself knew the truth.
It was shocking.
“No, it’s because you’re big, ah…!”
That’s not all. As the act progressed, an unbelievable spot began to throb.
The hole kept twitching.
Why? Why on earth?
The inner flesh of the hole trembled finely, as if craving something. It felt like the heat was becoming pleasure, gradually consuming his brain. His breath became labored, as if he had just finished running hard. This was despite the fact that Seo Yi-young wasn’t actually moving.
“Nng, nngh… ah. Haa.”
“Yes, good… you’re doing well.”
The voice whispering in his ear was gentle enough to be unrecognizable as the usual Choi Do-jun. No, more than that, it felt sweet.
The question of whether Choi Do-jun becomes affectionate during sex floated through Seo Yi-young’s hazy mind.
As his perineum was continuously rubbed, Seo Yi-young made moaning sounds and bit the back of his hand. The moaning sounds coming from his mouth seemed as if they weren’t his own. He had never known himself to moan like this before. Of course. This was the first time he had done something like this with someone.
He didn’t like hearing it.
He didn’t want to hear it.
His own voice, sounding as if he was feeling good, as if he was begging for more.
But that was only for a moment. Choi Do-jun removed Seo Yi-young’s hand that was covering his mouth, interlaced their fingers, and raised it upward. It seemed like he had noticed that Seo Yi-young was biting the back of his hand to suppress his moans.
“Nng, hmm, …mm, ha, haa.”
Seo Yi-young panted and glared at Choi Do-jun.
“Making that kind of face while glaring only turns me on more.”
“What, kind of face-, ah, nng! Mmm…!”
As Choi Do-jun finished speaking, he thrust his hips up strongly. Past the thick base of his cock, his testicles rubbed against Seo Yi-young’s buttocks as if pressing into them. Seo Yi-young’s thighs and testicles became slick with the precum from both of their cocks.
Author: Hyacinthus B
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