#39
After his affectionate reply, Saheon hyung’s hand moved downwards. An unintentional, high-pitched gasp escaped from me as I understood the frivolous meaning hidden within his gentle tone. Saheon hyung chuckled softly at my clearly startled reaction.
I felt like I should say something, but I didn’t know what. My throat felt blocked. With my eyes and mouth wide open in shock, I stared at Saheon hyung and bit my lip as his hand hovered near my entrance. My face flushed crimson.
“Why are you about to cry? So cute.”
Saheon hyung whispered, sounding undeniably amused. His fingers, which had been caressing my perineum, slipped inside. Perhaps because it was drenched in the slippery liquid, I felt no pain, only a slight foreign sensation.
“Ah, uh…”
I clenched around his invading finger and rested my forehead on his shoulder. I could feel Saheon hyung’s firm thighs beneath my folded legs. From behind, where biologically it should never be possible, a wet, squelching sound echoed in my ears.
The vulgar word Saheon hyung had used came to mind again. As the obscene word, refusing to leave my thoughts, reverberated, my face burned. The delicate skin around my eyes felt hot.
I hugged Saheon hyung’s neck tightly, suppressing the moans escaping through my clenched teeth. The squelching sound grew louder. Saheon hyung, who had been touching the area that evoked such strange feelings, kissed my earlobe.
Not only Saheon hyung’s long fingers but also his palm were coated in the slick gel, making the area around my perineum completely wet. The gel even spread thinly over my fleshless buttocks, leaving a sticky residue.
Heat rushed to my eyes and nose, likely exacerbated by my face being buried in Saheon hyung’s shoulder. The heat concentrated below transformed into moisture and trickled down.
“Ah, hng, uh…”
“You’re so wet down there.”
His words, laced with amusement, made my ears feel like they were burning. I was mortified. I shuddered, as if recoiling, but Saheon hyung only pushed his finger in a little deeper.
My toes curled, brushing against the sheets. The skin touching Saheon hyung, and the muscles beneath, twitched continuously. A burning sensation bloomed within me, and I bit my lip until it turned white.
Saheon hyung’s finger, which had been exploring the area that felt so strange, pressed firmly on a specific spot. My waist trembled. A sensation of my mind blanking out washed over me, and the breath I had been holding back, thick with moisture, escaped.
“Ha, uh, uhm… Sniff… uh…”
Hot tears dripped from beneath my tightly closed eyelids. Pressed close against Saheon hyung, my tears fell onto his shoulder. I tried to compose myself, swallowing my hot breath, but not before a whimpering sound had already escaped.
“Are you crying?”
Saheon hyung’s urgent voice reached me. I should have answered no, but my throat was already choked with hot breath, so the only way to respond would have been to sob. I quickly sniffed and shook my head.
Saheon hyung created some space simply by pulling back slightly. He looked genuinely flustered as he took in my flushed face and the still-undried tears.
Seeing my discomposed face, Saheon hyung seemed at a loss. His finger remained buried inside me, but the hand that had been gripping my hip moved to my cheek. He gently wiped away my tears with his thumb and asked anxiously,
“Oh, what do I do… Are you crying? Why are you crying? Are you cold? Does it still hurt?”
“Ah, n-no… Not crying, but…”
They were physiological tears brought on by a strange pleasure born from shame, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it aloud.
My throat burned. My vision blurred with tears clinging to my lashes. The thought of how I must appear to Saheon hyung—whimpering after hearing his vulgar words—filled me with embarrassment and shame.
The squelching sound from below and the lewd image conjured by the word he’d uttered wouldn’t leave my mind. The wet, warm gel I felt below made me even more ashamed.
“But, hng, can you not say those things…?”
Perhaps driven by the thought that I still needed to say what needed to be said, I spoke, my voice thick with unshed tears. Saheon hyung, who was cupping my flushed cheeks, couldn’t hide his bewildered expression.
“Those things…?”
“Dick shaped, sniff, gonna pop out, hng, and… wet… c-cum…”
When I struggled to repeat his crude words, Saheon hyung muttered in a stunned voice,
“Don’t say them?”
“Don’t… It’s indecent… Weird…”
“Okay, I understand. I’m sorry.”
Surprisingly, Saheon hyung apologized readily. After wiping away the remaining tears on my flushed cheeks and around my eyes, he smiled gently and hugged my waist. The finger still buried inside me rubbed against the spot that evoked such strange sensations.
“Uh, hng…”
“I’ll only use nice and kind words from now on. I promise.”
Caught off guard by his renewed touch, my hand, which had been half-relaxed, clenched. My fingernails dug into the back of Saheon hyung’s neck. I hunched my shoulders, moaning at the strange sensation that began anew. Saheon hyung lightly kissed my neck and chuckled softly.
“Ah, you’re so cute. Were you surprised?”
He’d promised to use only proper and polite language, but now he was treating me like a child. I sniffled, the remnants of my tears still present, and grumbled, “Seriously…” But before I could even glare at him, his touch pressed against my sensitive spot, sending a shiver through my waist.
“…Ah! Haah!”
A pure, white pleasure resonated through my entire body. My head lolled back, but Saheon hyung continued his pressing touch, whispering in a gentle voice.
“Cheongmyeong, you really are… the guardian of my conscience.”
“Hng, uh, hyung, ah! Uh!”
“I was trying to live a little more freely.”
I wondered if guarding his conscience was actually a bad thing, but I had no energy to reply. Saheon hyung, holding my writhing waist firmly, took my nipple, which was leaning towards him, into his mouth.
“Hng! Ha! Mm! Uh!”
As if a bundle of sensitive nerves were concentrated there, a strange pleasure sparked from my nipple as it was sucked into his wet mouth. With him poking around in the strange-feeling place behind me and sucking on my nipple above, it felt so good that I couldn’t think straight.
Saheon hyung created a new mark over the fading red one, then looked up at me, his eyes alone moving. His gaze, still sucking on my breast, was seductive.
My trembling hand reached out and wrapped around the back of Saheon hyung’s head. I felt a contradictory sensation, wanting him to both stop and continue. In the end, unable to do either, I lightly gripped his damp hair as pleasure distorted my vision.
“Ah! Tongue, uh, ah…”
The soft sheets met my back. The mattress sank under my weight and Saheon hyung’s weight on top of me.
“You’re still a baby, so I have to be gentle, right?”
Saheon hyung drawled, applying the strange gel to his dick. It was the object I hadn’t been able to look at properly since he’d used the word “cum.”
His glans touched my loosened entrance. My body, remembering the previous pain, tensed up. Saheon hyung lightly kissed my lips, then slipped his tongue between the slightly parted seam.
The careful, tender movements of his kiss made me feel like I was melting. Forgetting my tension, I surrendered to the meltingly sweet kiss. It was such a pleasant kiss that I didn’t even notice his dick slowly entering me.
Lost in the strange sensation, my eyes closed and my brow furrowed. Saheon hyung’s fingertips smoothed out the wrinkles between my brows and brushed my messy bangs back.
My hair, which had been pushed back without resistance, fell softly back into place as he released it. With a small smack, Saheon hyung pulled away from my lips and peppered light kisses on my cheeks and the corners of my mouth.
Receiving his affectionate kisses while feeling his dick slowly entering me gave me the impression of being loved. Perhaps thanks to this sense of contentment, I could endure the dull ache below.
The large hand that had been cradling the back of my neck took my hand. Saheon hyung, who had clasped my hand with almost fatherly warmth, delved into my mouth once more.
Lost in the intoxicating kiss, I clumsily tried to follow Saheon hyung’s movements. I could feel the corners of his lips curving upwards as if he was silently laughing. I was running out of breath. Even when I tried to breathe through my nose, as Saheon hyung had instructed before, it didn’t work well.
Perhaps noticing my chest heaving, Saheon hyung gave me a reprieve, pulling his lips away. I gasped, panting for breath. The lack of air made my head spin, but I couldn’t ignore the heavy sensation filling me below.
Saheon hyung’s dick slipped out, the sensation vivid as he lightly tickled my palm with his fingers after subtly releasing our clasped hands. Just as my lips parted at the scraping sensation against my inner walls, his dick plunged deep inside with a forceful thud, my pelvis hitting my buttocks.
“…Ah! Hng, hyung, uh!”
An intense pleasure, like a flash of light before my eyes, washed over me. My head instinctively tilted back. Saheon hyung, gripping my flailing hands tightly, continued his forceful movements.
It was a bewildering sensation, as I had been preparing to endure the searing pain of being torn apart. The slight discomfort I had felt when his dick entered had already vanished. Noticing my helplessness, Saheon hyung whispered in my ear,
“Beautiful.”
With his deep, spine-tingling voice, his dick thrust deep inside me once more. An overwhelming sense of fulfillment and pleasure washed over me, and I bucked my hips.
Saheon hyung’s excited breath tickled my ear. My eyes, from which the physiological tears had dried, felt moist again. Saheon hyung continued his gentle but firm thrusts, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
“I really like this, Cheongmyeong.”
“Hng, hng, uh, uh…”
“Fuck, this is really good…”
The feeling of his dick splitting my tight walls was vivid. When he thrust in, a tingling pleasure shot through me, making my vision flash; and when he pulled out, a whimpering moan escaped me as if I was clinging desperately to him.
I could see his lightly sweat-glistened skin. I wrapped my hands, which were flailing with pleasure, around Saheon hyung’s neck. With his jaw clenched, he lightly lifted the corners of his lips and thrust hard. The squelching sound intensified.
“Ah! Uh, mm, hng…!”
“Does it hurt?”
“Uh, hng, ah… uh…”
“I think I know, even if you don’t say it. Why are you writhing so much?”
Saheon hyung chuckled softly. I, swaying with each of his thrusts, glared at him with tear-filled eyes. He placed a light kiss on my lips and asked teasingly,
“Is this not allowed either, teacher?”
“Tongue, uh, really, hng…”
“You’re so strict. I’m saying it’s beautiful because it feels so good.”
Before I could retort, Saheon hyung rephrased his words into a more appropriate expression. With a slapping sound, his hip bone collided forcefully against mine. I writhed, crying out in a moan that sounded like a scream.
My spread pelvis ached from having my legs wide open. Caught between pleasure and pain, I tried to wrap my legs around Saheon hyung’s waist. But he pulled his dick out first. The sensation of my inner walls being roughly tugged made my head shake involuntarily.
“Ah, wait, uh…”
Saheon hyung effortlessly shifted my position, as if I weighed nothing. The position, on all fours with my knees on the mattress, reminded me of a dog. As I gripped the sheets to steady myself, Saheon hyung, wrapping his arms around my waist, adjusted my position further.
He spread my legs and placed his large hand between my thighs, gripping my waist. A strange tension tightened the muscles in my back. Saheon hyung muttered something resembling a curse and thrust into me once more.
“Ahh! Ah, hng, wait, this, hng!”
His dick was buried to the hilt. I could feel Saheon’s pubic hair brushing against my skin. A wave of intense pleasure, as if I’d been pierced through, made my head lift. Perhaps finding it easier to move now, Saheon, gripping my waist, continued his relentless thrusts.
“Ah, hyung, ah! Heup, it’s weird, it hurts, ah! Ugh!”
The initial shame of this new position was fleeting. The penetration from behind deepened. As if mocking my sensation of being deeply impaled, I had the absurd thought, what if it pops out of my mouth?
“Ah, heuk, it hurts, ah-eut, weird, it’s weird…. Ah! Ah-ugh!”
Even with my pleas and feigned cries of pain, Saheon remained unmoved. My mind went blank with each powerful thrust that threatened to send me tumbling. I braced myself against the bed, bearing the full weight of the adult man.
“Lift your head.”
Saheon commanded in a low, husky voice. His voice, thick with arousal, sent a shiver of excitement through me. I obeyed, lifting my head, only to grimace at the vanity mirror visible from the bed.
“…Ah! Heeu, hyung, hyung-ah…. Eut…”
The mirror reflected the image of me, taken from behind by Saheon. The sight of myself, face flushed, expression contorted in a way I’d never seen before, felt alien.
A burning shame washed over me, yet my eyes remained glued to the reflection. My tear-filled eyes, my parted lips, my naked body joined with Saheon’s, his pubic hair and firm thighs, the dip of his iliac crest, and the thick dick thrusting between his buttocks.
An unbearable wave of pleasure crashed over me. My mouth opened in the mirror. The moans reaching my ears betrayed my own arousal.
In the mirror, Saheon’s hands encircled my waist. His large hands fit perfectly around me. As his dick withdrew and then plunged back in, I writhed.
“Ah, ah, huh, ahhh! Eu, heeu-eup…!”
My hands, visible in my periphery, clenched the sheets. With an explosive climax, white semen erupted from my dick. My head, thrown back in ecstasy, met the dazed reflection in the mirror.
Suddenly, an overwhelming wave of shame washed over me. My face crumpled. Tears streamed down my cheeks.
Saheon’s hand traced the curve of my back, then lingered on my buttocks, as he murmured, seemingly fascinated.
“You have a dimple here.”
“…Ah, heut, euk!”
Despite his gentle words, Saheon’s dick thrust into me again. My already sensitive walls, raw from orgasm, tightened painfully. I cried out, a scream masked as a moan, and collapsed forward.
After pressing a spot on my dimpled buttocks, Saheon resumed his relentless thrusting. He seemed driven solely by his own release, but my sensitized walls now experienced the pleasure tenfold.
“Ak, ah-huh, ah! Huh, slow, slow down, ah! Huh! Heua!”
A sensation of being yanked upwards mid-fall jolted me. Something warm and heavy pressed against my lower back. The mirror revealed Saheon leaning over me, our bodies flush.
“Ah, hyung, hyuh, ah! Ah-eu…”
“Keep watching. Don’t take your eyes off me.”
His voice, chillingly low, whispered in my ear. His lips grazed my ear, sending shivers down my spine. In the mirror, I saw myself whimpering, tears trickling down my face. Saheon, catching my gaze in the reflection, smiled a languid smile.
Then, his teeth grazed my shoulder. His violent movements, his hand gripping my stomach, made it hard to think. He chuckled, his hand cupping the area just below my navel.
“You’re so skinny.”
“Ah, heuk, ah!”
“See? I told you.”
“Ah, heu, don’t, say…, eut, ah!”
“Can you feel it?”
A second sensation, previously unnoticed, ignited within me. Saheon’s hand, wrapped around my lower abdomen, deliberately tightened its grip. As he said, I felt something sharp prodding, as if trying to break through my skin.
I shook my head, trying to escape the overwhelming pleasure. But with my legs spread and Saheon impaling me, I was helpless.
A low groan reached my ears. I gasped, tears flowing freely. The sheet beneath my cheek grew damp. The violent movements ceased, and the hard muscles of his abdomen against my lower back signaled his release.
“…Ah, crazy. Fuck. This is so fucking good…”
I had never heard Saheon curse before, yet in bed, he used such language freely. He felt like a stranger.
Even after climaxing, he kept his dick buried inside me, his lips trailing across my shoulder and neck. My trembling body recoiled.
Though his dick remained lodged within me, a sticky mixture of semen and lube, the remnants of his vigorous thrusting, trickled down my thighs. I collapsed like a marionette with its strings cut.
My chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath. Saheon, letting out a languid moan, kissed my cheek and then pulled me upright.
Sitting with his still-engorged dick inside me, a cry escaped my lips. But my body, drained of strength, lacked the energy to resist.
Leaning against the headboard, Saheon looked immensely satisfied. I rested my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes as the lingering afterglow pulsed below.
Saheon cupped my face, his thumbs caressing my cheeks. He peppered my lips with quick kisses.
“You’re so beautiful.”
Being connected to him like this, basking in the afterglow, receiving his kisses… it wasn’t bad. No, it wasn’t just not bad, it was good. So good it felt almost euphoric.
As he continued kissing me, his hand moved to my stomach. His warm hand wandered around my buttocks as he whispered,
“Did it hurt?”
“…It felt good. A lot…. Really good…”
A weak murmur was all I could manage. He chuckled softly and kissed my temple, then asked in a casual tone,
“Do you have school tomorrow?”
“Yeah…”
“Oh dear…. What are we going to do?”
Saheon murmured, feigning concern. I looked at him through half-lidded eyes, my sluggish mind struggling to grasp his meaning.
But even if my mind couldn’t comprehend, my body soon would. And Saheon, as if to demonstrate exactly what he was so concerned about, began to move.
