He gently bit that small piece of flesh with the tip of his teeth before releasing it, then opened his mouth wider to suck it.
“…Hnngh!”
Yeonwoo gasped as the thin flesh was pulled taut by the intense suction. With pleasure spreading through the stinging pain from being sucked so hard, he embraced Munbeom’s head. Munbeom, still attached to Yeonwoo’s chest, moved to the sofa. The wide, soft sofa seemed to embrace and pull Yeonwoo’s body in.
As soon as his back touched the sofa, his legs spread naturally. The hands that had been holding Yeonwoo moved downward and immediately grasped his erect dick.
“Ah, aah, ah…!”
When he couldn’t hold back and cried out, the gentle touch gradually became rougher. His dick was vigorously rubbed while a thumb intensely stimulated the hole at the tip.
“Aaaah…!”
Unaccustomed to such stimulation, Yeonwoo quickly reached his climax.
Even during ejaculation, Munbeom’s hand didn’t leave him. As he continued kneading as if to squeeze out the very last drop of semen, Yeonwoo struggled and slowly reached upward. Munbeom felt the faint touch on his shoulder. Though Yeonwoo was pushing with some force, it only tickled him.
After kneading the dick that fit in one hand a few more times, he released it and his hand moved downward. When his fingers, sticky with semen, touched the tender perineum, Yeonwoo gasped. When he looked up, his eyes met Munbeom’s.
“…”
Seeing those eyes looking down at him, Yeonwoo couldn’t move.
Munbeom’s eyes glowed softly even in the darkness. As his pheromones began to spread, Yeonwoo’s flat lower abdomen heaved greatly. His rear immediately became wet. Feeling something slippery overflowing, Yeonwoo’s face flushed. He tried to close his legs in embarrassment, but Munbeom, straddling him, moved his hand lower as if he’d been waiting for this.
As soon as his fingertips touched the hole, Yeonwoo couldn’t hold back his voice. With a choked “huk” sound amid his gasping breaths, two fingers entered his opening. Perhaps because of the penetration hours earlier, the hole accepted his fingers easily and was slick.
“Here, completely wet.”
“…”
Yeonwoo knew better than anyone the condition of that place without needing explanation. His lower lip, which he had been biting nervously, was more swollen than usual. It was due to Munbeom’s persistent sucking.
Munbeom’s fingers delved deeper. With each movement, the wet inner walls contracted, sucking in his fingers. While still looking up at Munbeom, who wouldn’t take his eyes off him, Yeonwoo grabbed his shoulders. Instead of pushing him away like before, he pulled him closer.
Yeonwoo watched Munbeom’s approaching face and, though hesitant, kissed him. As their lips met and parted several times, their breaths mingled indistinguishably. That breath suddenly felt sweet.
His lower abdomen tingled as more fluid flowed from his rear. Unable to be satisfied with just fingers, Yeonwoo pulled Munbeom toward him, ending his hesitation, and whispered softly:
“…Put it in.”
At the whisper mixed with a sigh, a thin wrinkle formed between Munbeom’s brows.
He probed deeper into the inner walls that were thoroughly wet and eagerly sucking his fingers. Only after wet friction sounds mixed with water sounds did he withdraw his hand and grab Yeonwoo’s thighs to spread them wider.
As soon as the dick pressed against it, the hole eagerly sucked at his dick. His dick was inserted fully in one go without obstruction. They both gasped hot breaths as the dick penetrated endlessly, as if finding its place.
The hole that had taken in the sizeable dick to the base stretched tightly. The sweet, rapid breaths of Yeonwoo felt close as his inner walls contracted and twitched. The pheromones that Yeonwoo released unconsciously were also incredibly stimulating.
Was it because their lower bodies were connected without gaps? Or because the surface area of their touching skin had increased as they embraced? Or perhaps…
“Damn it…”
Unconsciously uttering a soft curse, Munbeom pressed his cheek against Yeonwoo’s. He felt thin arms embracing his neck and shoulders more firmly. The two legs wrapping around his waist with difficulty seemed to want to touch him even more.
A thirst he had never known before rushed in. Feeling a burning sensation in his throat, Munbeom moved his hips while keeping his lips on Yeonwoo’s cheek. Each time their lower bodies fully connected, the sound of flesh meeting at the junction was obscene.
Yeonwoo still struggled to breathe when taking in the dick to its base. Each time, the outline of the thick dick he had accepted was faintly visible beneath his thin stomach skin. Too overwhelmed to cry or make sounds during the intense thrusting, Yeonwoo had no chance to check his body’s condition, but Munbeom did.
Everything was a first for Yeonwoo. Though crying at what was clearly overwhelming, he still tried to accept it somehow. Thus, without realizing it, he took the alpha’s dick deeper into his small belly. Beyond where it would normally go.
Thanks to the thorough thrusting in the car, the dick could penetrate beyond the blocked part. While the inner walls squeezed the dick, the narrow passage seemed to grip and knead the dick continuously. Enough to ejaculate just by being inserted like this.
“…Ha.”
Munbeom slowly closed and opened his eyes while listening to his own panting breath. As a drop of sweat rolling down his cheek gathered at his chin, he moved his hips.
He deliberately moved more slowly, pressing his lower abdomen, so Yeonwoo could fully feel the movement and shape of his dick. Each time, Yeonwoo’s helpless, gasping breaths reached his ear. After simply holding his neck, Yeonwoo would dig his nails into the skin, then pause as if surprised by his own action and gently rub the spot with his palm.
While struggling to accept the weapon-like dick below, he still worried about leaving nail marks on his skin. With a tingling feeling in the pit of his stomach, Munbeom could no longer hold back and, while firmly embracing Yeonwoo, pulled his dick out completely before thrusting it deep in one go.
“…!”
As Yeonwoo’s head tilted back, a stifled moan burst through his clenched teeth.
Far from pushing Munbeom away, Yeonwoo could only hold onto his shoulders as his body rocked with each thrust below. As he ejaculated several times, spilling semen from the front and fluid from the rear, they kept changing locations. From the bed to the bathroom, then to the living room and kitchen, until finally he could no longer endure and lost consciousness.
***
Even after opening his eyes, he couldn’t do anything.
Lying straight, Yeonwoo checked beside him. Munbeom wasn’t visible. Where could he be? Though it wasn’t the first time he’d woken up alone, he felt disappointed. Then, thinking there was nothing to be disappointed about, Yeonwoo sighed deeply and turned toward the window where the pool had been visible. However, blackout curtains were drawn, making it impossible to see outside.
Though he didn’t know how long he’d slept, it probably wasn’t early.
Why did they do so much yesterday? Even lying on the soft bed, various parts of his body ached. When working at the supermarket, even organizing the warehouse without time to eat, his body hadn’t felt this exhausted, he thought as he closed his eyes again.
Though his body was tired, he didn’t feel bad. It seemed that Munbeom, who had held him tightly and penetrated him repeatedly, wanted him that much.
Lifting the corners of his lips slightly, Yeonwoo tried to sleep again.
He couldn’t return by himself anyway. Since he would move with Munbeom when leaving, he wanted to lie down a bit longer until he came looking for him.
Suddenly, he thought about learning to drive, as he wouldn’t be working and would have plenty of time.
Getting a license might help when looking for other jobs later, and he could drive his father around. Considering how his father had contacted him first this time, it seemed increasingly likely that his father could get healthier. Then, after shaking off his illness and becoming healthy, couldn’t he be discharged?
In the early days of hospitalization, when he said such things, everyone would look at him pitifully. Even if they didn’t say it directly, their eyes conveyed, “That’s impossible.”
He knew that pheromone hyperactivity syndrome wasn’t an easily curable disease. He also knew that once contracted, the symptoms steadily worsened. Still, he needed to dream this much to breathe.
Moreover, now he was with Ho Munbeom. For the time spent with him, he wanted to think only hopeful, good thoughts that weren’t usually his. After all, the bed he was lying on and this environment were things he couldn’t easily enjoy as his normal self. All the good memories from today would become energy until the next time he met him.
With a short exhalation, Yeonwoo tried to fall asleep again.
“…”
Unlike his exhausted body, his mind became increasingly clear.
Finally opening his eyes, Yeonwoo slowly got up. The pain in his waist and the soreness rising from deep inside his body seemed to have become familiar now.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
