The body shuddered uncontrollably from the stimulus that stopped just before reaching climax. It didn’t last long. Cha Jae-woo lowered his body and took Haeyul’s cock fully into his mouth.
“Ah, no, ah, I’m gonna—ahhh! Ah!”
Already overly sensitive, his cock couldn’t endure the sudden rush of pleasure as it slipped into the warm, incomparable heat of Cha Jae-woo’s mouth.
Haeyul desperately tried to push Cha Jae-woo away, but strength refused to gather in his arms. In the end, his climax burst forth inside Cha Jae-woo’s mouth without any regard for his will. A draining sensation spread through his entire body, as if all his strength was leaving him.
“Spit it out, quick.”
“Hm?”
“…Where did it go…”
Struggling to lift himself up, Haeyul thrust his hand forward, but it was a futile effort. There was no trace of the semen he had just ejaculated into Cha Jae-woo’s mouth.
His face twisted in horror. He had never tasted it himself, but seriously, did it have to be tasted? Why on earth would anyone eat that?
“Why did you eat it…”
He wasn’t embarrassed about being completely naked, but the fact that his semen had disappeared left him mortified. It would have been enough to make the kind old lady who always fed him good things furious—though, thankfully, it wasn’t the time to be worrying about that.
“Just because.”
Fortunately, that flustered thought didn’t linger long. Cha Jae-woo’s eyes curved into a smile, bewitching him.
Their bodies pressed against each other once again, radiating warmth. Haeyul couldn’t help but smile back. Small, uncontrollable giggles escaped his lips.
“Cha Jae-woo-ssi, you too.”
This wasn’t the time to be smiling like a fool. Haeyul quickly reached for Cha Jae-woo’s pants.
Cha Jae-woo didn’t stop him. As the belt buckle came undone and the zipper slid down, the constrained erection revealed itself.
Haeyul, about to pull everything down at once, decided to first tug down the underwear. As expected, Cha Jae-woo’s cock sprang free.
Maybe it was because he hadn’t seen it for a while, or maybe because he was consciously thinking about it going inside him, but today it looked even bigger and more intimidating.
“Haa…”
Haeyul grasped the cock with both hands. Cha Jae-woo pulled him onto his lap, making it easier to handle him—but preventing him from lowering his head.
He had intended to return the favor the same way, but every time he tried to lean down, Cha Jae-woo’s hands tightened firmly around his waist, making it impossible.
“I want to do it too… ah.”
“I want to touch you.”
Cha Jae-woo shook his head firmly at Haeyul’s whining plea. Instead, he bent down and began to tenderly lick Haeyul’s chest, while his hand started fondling Haeyul’s cock again.
His freshly spent body was hypersensitive; every touch made him twitch uncontrollably.
“Ah, hngh, I just came, ugh.”
“Stay with me, Haeyul.”
But Cha Jae-woo showed no signs of mercy. Rather, he gathered both their erections in one hand and started rubbing them together, seeking even greater stimulation.
The friction of their hot flesh rubbing together provided an overwhelming sensation far stronger than a simple touch.
Entranced, Haeyul gripped both cocks together and moved his hand, rubbing them against each other. Their pre-cum flowed freely, making the motion increasingly slick and messy.
Cha Jae-woo’s cock looked ready to explode at any moment, so Haeyul sped up his movements.
“Haa…”
Cha Jae-woo’s breathing grew a little more ragged, fueling Haeyul’s excitement.
In the midst of it, Cha Jae-woo’s hand gripped Haeyul’s buttocks.
Sensing what was about to happen, Haeyul’s hole instinctively clenched tight.
“Ah.”
Realizing it, Haeyul froze immediately.
Cha Jae-woo instinctively let go of him as he stopped moving. It was a little annoying, but… well, it was an easily misunderstood situation.
“Uh… um, there’s lube in the drawer.”
Not wanting any deeper misunderstanding, Haeyul mustered his courage to explain, shame flushing his face. He knew that a lubricant was necessary for this kind of thing between men, and he had bought it beforehand because it was readily available.
Avoiding Cha Jae-woo’s intense gaze, he mumbled on.
“I also… uh, bought condoms. As best as I could remember. But… I’m not sure if the size will fit…”
Looking again at Cha Jae-woo’s cock, he realized—despite buying the largest size available—it might not be enough.
It was a foolish thought—utterly meaningless to be having so seriously at a time like this.
“…Since when were you prepared for this?”
Cha Jae-woo, who had been glancing at Haeyul out of the corner of his eye, stretched a hand toward the drawer as he asked. The way he held Haeyul’s waist felt incredibly steady, but Haeyul had no mental space to dwell on it.
“Um… a few days ago.”
It was embarrassing, having prepared everything by himself when the other party hadn’t even hinted at anything.
Still, it wasn’t something to hide, so Haeyul decided to own it. He had bought it on the very day he decided he would fix Cha Jae-woo. Back then… he thought it would take much longer. He hadn’t expected to lose control this quickly.
Well, good things happen when you least expect them…
“Aha.”
Cha Jae-woo picked up the lube that Haeyul had prepared.
Watching him hold it so calmly made Haeyul unbearably self-conscious. He wanted to say, You weren’t exactly unprepared either, but he didn’t want to ruin the heated atmosphere with unnecessary words.
Without a word, Haeyul grabbed Cha Jae-woo’s erection again. Slightly embarrassed, he also took hold of his own now slightly drooped cock and began slowly rubbing them together.
It was astounding how just rubbing against each other could send shivers racing down his spine. His breathing, which had calmed for a brief moment, grew hot once again.
“Faster. A little faster.”
Cha Jae-woo wasn’t much different. His whispered breath brushed against Haeyul’s ear, making him shrink back, but he diligently moved his hands in response to Cha Jae-woo’s urging.
The veins on their mingling cocks bulged more prominently as the slippery friction intensified. It looked like semen could spill out of the throbbing tips at any moment.
“Hngh!”
It was then that an unfamiliar sensation bloomed between Haeyul’s cheeks. Cha Jae-woo’s fingers had started to massage around his entrance.
The slick, slippery touch was vivid. Had it been a completely unfamiliar sensation, he might have frozen, but having experienced it before, a flutter of anticipation mixed into his racing heartbeat.
Gradually, Haeyul’s hand movements slowed. As if to scold him, Cha Jae-woo bit lightly on his earlobe. Haeyul hurried to grab their cocks again, but couldn’t move his hand as quickly as before.
“I’m going to put it in.”
Cha Jae-woo gave the kindest of warnings.
The tension made Haeyul’s entrance clench even tighter, but he couldn’t resist the slow, deliberate teasing of Cha Jae-woo’s fingers, as if memorizing every fold.
In the next instant, with a soft release of tension, a single finger slipped inside.
“Ugh…”
Haeyul grimaced at the foreign sensation.
Despite the urgency burning in him, Cha Jae-woo was inserting his finger so slowly it was maddening. It made the vividness of it all too overwhelming. Haeyul twitched, burying his face into Cha Jae-woo’s shoulder, completely abandoning any attempt to keep stroking their cocks.
“Just, just hurry up and put it in…”
His whole body was tense from nervousness. Cha Jae-woo patted his back with his free hand—an action that, unexpectedly, sent another jolt of stimulation through him.
“Uncomfortable?”
“Mm… it feels weird…”
He could feel exactly how deep the finger was, every movement acutely clear, and the shame of it was driving him insane. Meanwhile, Cha Jae-woo’s finger continued to press inward, mercilessly slow.
Haeyul kept whining in a whisper, begging him to hurry. It was mortifying to feel something entering him so vividly.
“Stop being so… tempting.”
It seemed his pleas only sounded like temptation to Cha Jae-woo. His words were calm, but it was obvious he was nearing the limits of his self-control.
Haeyul shook his head and looked up at Cha Jae-woo. Beneath his slightly furrowed brows, his dark eyes looked ready to devour him whole.
“Hnn, hurry. Please hurry.”
“Lim Haeyul.”
“It feels weird. Really. It doesn’t hurt at all, so… so please, hnngh!”
A long, heavy sigh escaped Cha Jae-woo, as if he could no longer hold back the heat swelling inside him.
Just a few short words and small gestures from Haeyul were enough to shake him to the core. His emotions surged like crashing waves. He wanted Haeyul desperately.
Perhaps affected by Haeyul’s endless urging, Cha Jae-woo’s movements grew rougher.
More fingers slipped in. The entrance stretched tight, a jolt of tension shooting through him, but it soon relaxed again, as if his body was eagerly preparing itself to accept even more.
