#44
He helplessly screamed as the same spot was repeatedly thrust into again and again. Stars seemed to twinkle before his eyes. His mouth opened involuntarily, and saliva dripped out.
His insides had softened and melted, accepting Choi Do-jun’s cock. No matter where or how he was thrust into, no matter how roughly he was pushed up against, Seo Yi-young’s body only recognized pleasure. The tightness he had felt when Choi Do-jun’s cock first entered had largely disappeared.
“It’s strange, wait, too str-, too fa-, ah, ugh!”
The sheet was soaked with the precum flowing from Seo Yi-young’s cock, feeling cold whenever his bare skin touched it. His inner flesh convulsed on its own, squeezing Choi Do-jun’s flesh.
It was both exciting and frightening to think that he could feel even more than this. He couldn’t gauge whether his body could endure it. He simultaneously wished for it to stop and for it to continue. His hand, which could neither push Choi Do-jun away nor pull him closer, was awkwardly extended toward his thigh. Choi Do-jun grabbed Seo Yi-young’s arm and lowered his upper body.
Like spoons stacked together, Choi Do-jun’s chest pressed tightly against Seo Yi-young’s back. Seo Yi-young was somehow reassured by Choi Do-jun’s body heat, which felt like a ball of fire. Just being in someone’s embrace made him feel secure. Seo Yi-young stared with dazed eyes at Choi Do-jun’s hand, which had interlocked fingers with his own.
“Can’t you, haa, hold back like that?”
It was so like Choi Do-jun to ask such a question while not slowing his pace. The enormous cock that rocked his body was still overwhelming, but he was reluctant to let go of their interlocked hands. Seo Yi-young tightened his grip on their joined hands.
“All the way, ah, unh, can’t you put it in all the way? Hmm?”
Seo Yi-young was completely unaware of how childishly whiny his tone was. He was simply urging Choi Do-jun to answer. Only after prompting once more with “Hmm?” did Choi Do-jun respond.
“As you command.”
“…Ah, ugh! Ack! Ah!”
Plunge. Deep plunge.
Seo Yi-young arched his back at the cock that thrust up strongly. His body trembled. With the rapid thrusting, the liberally applied gel made wet sounds as it splashed. The soft flesh continuously writhed, clinging to Choi Do-jun’s cock. Each time Choi Do-jun entered and exited, the entrance that was accepting him twitched and tightened.
Choi Do-jun moved only his hips, ruthlessly parting the soft mucous membrane with his ferocious cock head. It wasn’t just brutally pushing with force. His hips, though thrusting strongly, moved smoothly.
Feeling impatient and thirsty, Seo Yi-young nibbled on his lower lip with his upper teeth. He panted and lifted his hips.
“I, ah, it’s itchy, inside, hu, ah, ahuu. Aunh! Ah!”
“Itchy? That’s an expression I haven’t heard before.”
Choi Do-jun said as if amused.
“Ah, huuk, ah, ah! I’m going to, ah! Ah, ah!”
But Seo Yi-young had no time to care about his amused tone. An urgent climax was approaching. He couldn’t gather his thoughts as he felt like his body was floating upward while simultaneously feeling a hot fireball in his stomach.
He must have unconsciously struggled. Unintentionally, he moved out of sync with Choi Do-jun, resulting in deeper penetration. As a result, the thick tip pounded against the inner walls.
“Ah, it hurts, hurts…, auu, unh, huuk.”
It must have surely been a thrust upward, but Seo Yi-young moaned at the dull sensation that felt like his navel area was being pulled. But that pain strangely mixed with pleasure, stimulating sensuality and making his waist tremble. Seo Yi-young twisted his body at the strange feeling that was hard to bear.
“…Ugh.”
Choi Do-jun also let out a low moan.
“Ack, if you do it quickly, not, ah! Hauu, uuu.”
Seo Yi-young bit his lip tightly as Choi Do-jun thrust up strongly. In the now urgent act, sobbing-like moans helplessly flowed through Seo Yi-young’s teeth. Held in a position from which he couldn’t escape, he had to endure the forceful upward thrusts. He was defenseless against the lightning-like pleasure that struck him.
The lewd sounds from where the two were connected didn’t stop. The gel foamed, sticking to their skin with a tacky sound.
“Ahah! I, again, ah! Unh, ah, what should I, auu! Mm!”
That intense sensation was about to visit him again. The pleasure that came without any stimulation to his front was even a bit scary, and Seo Yi-young trembled with his eyes closed.
“Haa, ha…”
Choi Do-jun’s low moan sounded a bit closer. That wasn’t all. Something soft and hot touched the back of his exposed neck. He realized only a moment later that it was Choi Do-jun’s lips.
“It’s okay. You can come again.”
Seo Yi-young thought it was unlike Choi Do-jun. It was a low, soft, soothing tone. Wasn’t Choi Do-jun usually a rude guy? This contrast to his usual self made an even greater impact.
The impulse to see his face collided with the feeling that he shouldn’t. In the end, what Seo Yi-young chose was to close his eyes even tighter.
“…Whew, don’t clench so much.”
Saying this, he kissed Seo Yi-young’s bare shoulder once more. These actions continued, ones that Choi Do-jun would absolutely not seem likely to do. The reason Choi Do-jun said such things wasn’t complicated. It was because Seo Yi-young was tightly squeezing around Choi Do-jun’s cock inside him.
Why is this guy saying these things in this voice?
“Ah, aah! Augh…, ah! Haa.”
The angry flesh column stirring his insides didn’t slow down at all. If anything had changed, it was that Seo Yi-young’s inner walls gripped and released his cock with more strength. Seo Yi-young could even feel his inner walls moving like waves.
“What do you like so much?”
Choi Do-jun asked as he slowly reduced his speed. His voice mixed with breathing sounds, making it sound like a beast growling, but it wasn’t threatening at all. Rather the opposite. Come to think of it, Choi Do-jun had made this sweet voice during the act before as well. It was the same now. While his words might sound stiff, he didn’t actually do anything to hurt Seo Yi-young.
With the slowed movement, Seo Yi-young lifted his closed eyelids. Even with the reduced speed, his sensitively heated insides were feeling enough. As proof, each time Choi Do-jun deeply inserted, his vision flashed white as if turning a light on and off.
Wet, sloppy sounds were loudly heard. It wasn’t just coming from behind. It was also the sound of Seo Yi-young rubbing his erect cock against the sheet as he moved. The sheet, already wet from Seo Yi-young’s precum, repeatedly touched and separated from his cock.
At that tantalizing feeling, Seo Yi-young pulled on Choi Do-jun’s hand that was interlocked with his. Then he moved his forehead, rubbing it against Choi Do-jun’s hand.
“Quickly, do it. …Ah, mmm…”
Seo Yi-young begged with a hot sigh. At that moment, Choi Do-jun thrust his cock more forcefully than ever before. Surprised, the inner walls tightly squeezed Choi Do-jun’s cock.
“Ah!? Uu, unh! Ah! Auu!”
Like receiving an electric shock, Seo Yi-young stiffened his entire body and trembled. The thrusting was too strong to keep up with. Out of fear, he tried to pull his waist away, but Choi Do-jun grabbed Seo Yi-young’s waist with one arm, completely blocking that attempt. Even their interlocked hands tightened as if to prevent escape.
His rear hole heated up, rubbed by Choi Do-jun’s rapidly entering and exiting flesh column. Screaming-like moans burst repeatedly from Seo Yi-young’s mouth as his body shook from the cock thrusting up from below. His stomach kept tensing, and his whole body trembled finely.
“Ack! Ah! Sto-, no, ah! Don’t, don’t want…!”
When Choi Do-jun’s tip pounded against the inner walls with a thudding sound, the startled Seo Yi-young struggled. There was pain, of course, but that wasn’t all. And that was precisely the problem. A needle-like sharp pleasure came as if to burn his nerves.
What was happening to his body? It was already unusual to reach climax just from rear stimulation, but this wasn’t ordinary pleasure. If he continued to fully feel this sensation, it seemed like he would never be able to return to normal.
“Stop, ah, ah! Scared, ugh, i, it, stop, don’t want, ah!”
Unable to control his fear, Seo Yi-young scratched at the sheet with his free hand. Trembling uncontrollably, it took Seo Yi-young a while to realize that Choi Do-jun had stopped. Choi Do-jun waited, patting Seo Yi-young’s chest, until he barely regained his composure.
“…Shh. It’s okay. Nothing scary will happen.”
Choi Do-jun calmed Seo Yi-young with a low, deep voice. Feeling embarrassed and awkward about being comforted by him, Seo Yi-young tried his best to act as if nothing had happened. This was possible because as the whip-like sharp pleasure subsided, the fear he had felt earlier also faded. Since Choi Do-jun was showing an uncharacteristic attitude, Seo Yi-young could also respond a bit differently than usual.
“While, while keeping it inside.”
But this wasn’t the voice he had intended to use. Seo Yi-young got goosebumps from his own voice. It was perhaps too sensual.
It seemed his brain, melted in pleasure, wasn’t yet functioning properly. His body, with residual heat, still chased pleasure. The soft, tender mucous membrane tightly wrapped around Choi Do-jun’s sex that remained inside. As if having a will of its own, it began to knead the flesh arbitrarily. It was almost like urging him to move. The greedy squeezing was so intense that even Seo Yi-young could feel it.
Seo Yi-young’s cock also remained erect, continuously dripping honey. Choi Do-jun, behind him, exhaled a long breath. When that exhaled breath brushed the back of his neck and ear, Seo Yi-young unconsciously tensed his side and trembled.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
