Chapter 56
“I know. It’s… incredibly good. Ugh.”
He had praised it, saying that it was incredibly good, so good it was obscene, delicious even. While weak with numbers and unable to understand convoluted speech, he wasn’t a completely witless dokkaebi with a terrible memory.
“Ah, so that’s why my dick is so hard, even without touching it. Because I like it.”
“……Yeah. Because I like it.”
He nodded without thinking. Moon-beom, his rigid expression softening into a faint smile, curled his fingers and gently rubbed the tender inner walls. A distinctly different sensation, tantalizing and tingling, arose from within, unlike the feeling of stroking his dick.
“Ah, yes…. Aht!”
Perhaps because of the liquid on his hand, a loud, squelching sound acutely heightened his senses. The image of his finger, drawing a circle, widening the inside, was vivid.
Once Eun-hwi had somewhat adjusted to the insertion, Moon-beom withdrew his finger, which had been shallowly entering and exiting, until it rested at the entrance, before pushing it deep inside. The tightly closed folds gradually opened, swallowing his thick, long finger all the way to the knuckle.
Just as the opening, which seemed unlikely to ever relax, was gradually loosening, and he was enveloped in the sensation of his insides becoming wet under his touch, his fingertip changed direction, pressing firmly against the plump, swollen flesh within.
“……Haaht!”
An ecstatic thrill shot up his spine to the crown of his head. A bright blue dokkaebi fire blazed before his eyes as a moan, like a scream, escaped his lips.
“There, ah! It’s strange, hhut!”
Eun-hwi’s wet flesh convulsed, reacting to the intense stimulation he’d never experienced before. But Moon-beom didn’t stop, continuing to rub the area. The entrance tightened repeatedly under the relentless pleasure hitting the inner walls.
“Ah, haa, hheung…. Ah!”
He was overwhelmed by the dizzying heat he couldn’t describe, and the tingling inside every time Moon-beom’s fingertip pierced and withdrew. His curled toes tightened.
Eun-hwi couldn’t bear to look down, his head bowed deeply. His legs rose on their own, without him needing to exert any effort, touching his horns. His small, rounded buttocks twitched and quivered.
“Cute. Wiggling like a rabbit while lying down.”
He laughed, making a casual joke, but his exhaled breath was heavier. His moist breath touched the outside of his thigh.
Moon-beom didn’t stop his hand, even as he used his teeth to bite the soft flesh, leaving marks. He increased the speed, his biceps bulging with strain.
“Ah! Aaht, uht!”
The pleasure intensely throbbing inside was greater than the pain of the bite marks deeply imprinted on his thigh. He worried he might lose consciousness before he could even receive his dick.
“H…m…”
The number of fingers entering and exiting had increased without him noticing. Only when three fingers, which had been widening the hole inside, circled near the entrance did Eun-hwi realize.
The fingers, instantly digging inside, thoroughly explored the deep, hidden flesh, diligently widening the narrow passage.
Soon after, the hands that had been ravaging the inner walls withdrew, and Moon-beom slowly got up. Eun-hwi, his eyes hazy with intoxication, looked at him with lingering regret.
“Touch it yourself.”
He removed the hand holding his thigh, allowing Eun-hwi to touch himself, but he didn’t have the energy. The half-dokkaebi, trying to calm his excited breathing, blankly watched Moon-beom take a condom from a box.
“That, haa…. Condom, is it?”
“Right, condom. You even got the pronunciation perfectly.”
He praised him in a kind voice, as if he’d answered a math problem correctly. It was the first time he’d been praised for his pronunciation of a complicated word, and Eun-hwi felt a little proud.
“Shall I show you something amazing?”
“Amazing, thing?”
“Watch closely.”
Moon-beom tore open a square-shaped, thin package with his teeth, revealing a round, yellowish ring-shaped object. He then grabbed his dick and began to put the condom on the glans.
“Wow….”
It was clearly flat, but the condom, rolling down to seamlessly cover the thick shaft, was incredibly amazing to Eun-hwi.
Curiosity thickly coated his yellow eyes, which had been unfocused and blurry. He looked like a child who had discovered a new toy.
“It says large size, but it’s so small.”
Moon-beom frowned, his dick feeling tight. Nevertheless, after putting the condom on all the way to the base, he looked at Eun-hwi’s glans, as white and bouncy as a newborn baby’s skin, and asked.
“Shall I put one on you?”
“Me, me too?”
“It’ll hurt if you’re stimulated for the first time with the foreskin still on. Let’s do it with one on.”
He tore open another package, slightly twisting the bulging part to release the air, and put a condom on Eun-hwi’s dick in the same way.
The thin pouch, as if lubricated inside, smoothly adhered to his dick and slid down.
“Amazing…. My dick is wearing clothes.”
Eun-hwi cautiously touched his glans, which had been sore at the slightest touch. It was a little stuffy, but it didn’t hurt like before.
“Moon-beom, what if my cum, comes out again?”
“Just cum inside. That’s what it’s for.”
“Ah….”
‘If you cum inside without a condom, it could hurt.’
The half-dokkaebi finally understood why condoms were necessary during sex. If he released his semen into his belly without a condom, as Moon-beom said, it would likely cause problems.
The pouch, thin as if it might tear yet stretchy and easily expandable, was far more amazing than a bottle of dick-shaped liquid containing sticky fluid. Eun-hwi marveled, gently kneading and playing with his condom-covered dick.
“Humans make all sorts of things….”
“They all pretend not to be, but they’re crazy about sex.”
“Why didn’t you have sex until now, Moon-beom?”
“Well…. Because I wanted to do it with Eun-hwi?”
“……With me?”
Although he was a dokkaebi who often couldn’t distinguish between truth and lies, easily falling for human wordplay, he could tell that Moon-beom’s words were a reasonable joke.
They had only recently become aware of each other’s existence.
Nevertheless, the words sounded pleasant because he had chosen him, a half-dokkaebi, as his first sexual partner, unlike any other human.
He felt the same way. He didn’t want to play this kind of game with Dr. Hongsalgwi or the other married men in the village, simply because he wanted to become an adult.
It was only Moon-beom, and because of him, he became friends with him and agreed to engage in this playful act, which was no different from intercourse.
The fact that they shared their first time with each other, and that it made them the most special friends to each other, made Eun-hwi indescribably happy.
‘I like it so much….’
His heart pounded wildly, and the corners of his mouth turned up. Eun-hwi chuckled and muttered.
“You were waiting for me, Moon-beom.”
His life had been spent waiting for a friend, a father, and to become human.
The fact that someone in this world had waited for him was a great comfort.
Even if it was a product of chance.
“I’m going to put it in now.”
Moon-beom, who had slipped between his legs, held Eun-hwi’s legs, wrapping them around his waist, just like the first time. Because of the pillow behind his back, his waist was high, making it easy to receive him.
Finally, he’s going to have sex with Moon-beom.
He brought his condom-covered dick to the opening and slowly rubbed it to open the entrance, which had closed again. A strange mixture of tension and excitement surged within him. Eun-hwi traced his dry lips with his tongue and gently closed his mouth.
“Uht….”
The round, blunt flesh widened the folds of the softened opening and slowly pushed its way inside. Just as he was trembling from the thickness and heat, incomparable to fingers,
“Haaack!”
His lower body suddenly went limp, and he frantically grabbed Moon-beom’s arms. Even knowing he’d leave scratch marks, he couldn’t let go because of the pain of his tender flesh stretching wide open.
Eun-hwi finally understood why he had been so scared before. His vision blurred, and a moan of pain escaped between his teeth.
“Hoo. Relax, Eun-hwi.”
Moon-beom, also straining because of the tight entrance, grimaced and let out a ragged breath.
“Ah, uh…. Uhht, h, hheup….”
As Eun-hwi threw his head back and trembled, Moon-beom picked up a bottle and squeezed a generous amount of sticky liquid onto the opening where his dick met the hole.
The liquid, lacking warmth, was so cold that it made his struggling body flinch.
Eun-hwi’s shoulders trembled slightly. The liquid, flowing down in a semicircle following the shape of the dick, dripped onto the blanket.
“Hheuh….”
Eun-hwi’s stiff dick slightly decreased in size and tilted forward. Seeing this, Moon-beom rubbed the liquid on the opening with his hand to warm it up, not forgetting to gradually smooth out the wrinkles and widen the passage.
The wet tip of the glans finally managed to push its way in.
Eun-hwi bit his lip and swallowed his tears, enduring the dull pain. His face, which had been flushed with pleasure moments before, was now pale with misery.
“Is it hard? If you can’t, should we stop?”
He asked in a halting voice. He spoke gently, as if he would follow his wishes, but his eyes showed a hint of regret.
