Chapter 96
“Oh? Sixty-nine!”
Although Eun-hwi had been teased as a fool by ghosts his entire life, his memory wasn’t actually that bad, and he accurately remembered the strange words he’d heard for the first time.
At his sharp cry, Yeo Moon-beom, who had been about to put the pink head into his mouth, tilted his head diagonally and looked at Eun-hwi.
A fine line was etched between his narrowed brows. As expected, he asked with a voice full of displeasure.
“Where did you learn such a word? I never taught you.”
“From a book Dr. Hong-salgwi gave me before… Ahh!”
As if there was no need for further explanation, Yeo Moon-beom swirled the finger he had inserted into the hole outwards, muttering to himself in a small voice that was barely audible.
“I don’t know if I should be thankful for this or just be dumbfounded.”
“…Huh?”
“If you know the method, Eun-hwi can do it too. That side needs to be wet as well.”
“Uhm. I underst, heuuut……. Uh.”
Eun-hwi reached out to undo his pants button and tried to pull his underwear down as well. However, because he was gently rubbing the folds of the tightly closed hole that had swallowed a knuckle with his thumb, his body was flushed with heat, making it difficult to take out his dick easily.
Chup, chuuup―
The lewd sound of lips sucking on skin came from down below. Beyond his dick, which was soaring high and swaying wildly, Yeo Moon-beom’s head, buried in the inside of his thigh, came into Eun-hwi’s view.
It was a face he always had to crane his neck to see. As the unfamiliar angle, as if looking down, appeared before his eyes, the half-dokkaebi forgot even about taking off his pants and stared in turn at his delicately lowered eyelashes, high nose bridge, and parted lips.
He couldn’t believe that the man with such a graceful, no, sexy appearance that would naturally elicit admiration, had become his lover. It still felt like he hadn’t woken up from a dream.
Mine. Mine.
I won’t give him to anyone. Never.
I’ll monopolize him all my life.
It was the first time in his life that he had felt such intense possessiveness. Eun-hwi trembled slightly, overwhelmed by raw emotions that he couldn’t quite tame.
“You don’t want to eat my dick with your mouth anymore?”
Yeo Moon-beom, who was imprinting an even redder mark on his sensitively flushed skin, bit his tender flesh as if telling him not to be lost in thought.
“…Heuat!”
The half-dokkaebi, reflexively regaining his senses with the stinging pain, hurriedly pulled down his pants and underwear that were caught on his pubic bone. His dick, which had risen fiercely as if about to tear the fabric at once, bounced out and hit Eun-hwi’s cheek. It was because he had tried so hard to strip it completely, leaving not even a scrap of cloth.
The heat of his dick transferred to his cheek, making it burn. Eun-hwi felt the heat spreading up and down at the same time and scanned the pillar with its prominent thick veins.
Unlike the bright daylight, perhaps because a deep darkness had fallen all around, or perhaps because it was being directly compared to his exposed thighs.
His dick looked surprisingly large anew. Eun-hwi swallowed, looking back and forth between his thighs, which were taut with strength and split according to the shape of the muscles, and his dick, which had no less thickness and length.
It was an act that was no different from what he had done during the day, only the position was different, but he didn’t know why he was so nervous. The desire to quickly embrace him and satisfy his hunger, and the contradictory desire to enjoy it a little longer, if possible until the end of the night, were mixed up in confusion.
“When did you get so impatient? You really don’t want to eat it?”
Yeo Moon-beom, who had been concentrating on widening the hole, raised his head again and stared at Eun-hwi.
“It’s not that. It’s just, it’s too big…”
“You were sucking it just fine a little while ago.”
Yeo Moon-beom chuckled. Then, as if telling him to follow along, he stuck out his tongue, which was full of saliva, and licked up the pillar of the pink dick.
Eun-hwi trembled as he felt the sensation of the flesh filled with scorching heat, the slipperiness of the slightly viscous liquid, and the hot breath that brushed past.
“Ah, eugh, heueu……. Heut.”
The hand that had been lightly moving in and out of the narrow, secret place gained strength. The hole, which had swallowed his finger easily even without applying any gel, opened and closed as it pleased, tightening around his knuckle.
Every inch of skin that his fingertips touched was burning with heat. Eun-hwi’s ears rang with the lewd noise of the wet hole squelching as it was stirred, and the moans he couldn’t help but let out from the stimulation happening in two places at the same time.
His dick was before his eyes, and his dick was in his mouth.
Watching Yeo Moon-beom lick his dick by rolling his tongue slowly, lewdly, and skillfully, Eun-hwi felt excitement rising.
The half-dokkaebi, who had opened his mouth wide, no longer hesitated and took his into his mouth. Even though he had been prepared enough, he felt that his mouth was so small that his dick felt overwhelming. Nevertheless, Eun-hwi moved his head diligently and licked his dick with care.
Soaked in the strange pleasure that the act of sucking each other’s at the same time brought.
“It tastes even better today, Eun-hwi.”
Yeo Moon-beom, who had spat out the dick he had been holding in his mouth, folded one leg outwards and then buried his face in his perineum to the point where his nose was crushed and inhaled.
“The smell is sweet too. Sweeter than candy.”
The half-dokkaebi rolled only his eyes and looked at him while circling the glans with his tongue. It was a position where he had exposed his secret private parts so frankly that there was nothing more to be ashamed of. Still, he felt embarrassed for no reason at the sight of him sniffing like a dog.
“Until yesterday, it smelled green, but now it smells like a ripe plum that’s about to burst. Was it always like this?”
“I, I don’t know……. Heueu.”
“What do you mean you don’t know? You know sixty-nine, but you always say you don’t know. How cute.”
He looked at the dick that was standing straight up as if it would stick to his belly, the perineum wet with the leaked precum, and the hole that had swallowed even his second finger with a breathtaking gaze.
Yeo Moon-beom, who had stopped moving for a moment and deeply inhaled his scent as if savoring it, stuck out his tongue and began to lick his tightly swollen testicles. The slippery saliva flowed down and into the gap of the hole as he stuck so close, rubbing and caressing.
“It’s like a babbling baby. Here.”
He put one more of his ring fingers into the hole while firmly chewing and swallowing his two fingers.
“How about Eun-hwi? Does my finger taste good?”
The hole, as soft as his docile and gentle body, opened easily with just a little force and accepted the third finger. The wrinkles that had been crackling just a moment ago swelled up plumply.
“Tell me. How delicious is it? Is it more delicious than when you eat it with your mouth?”
“Ah, yes, heueung, ah……!”
No matter how much it had been loosened and broken in, he hadn’t become desensitized to the sensation of being opened and dug into. Eun-hwi shook his head helplessly, moaning at the pleasure that sharpened as the number of fingers increased.
Squelch, squelch.
It was only three fingers, but the hole, which had been constantly hungry, was impatient and sucked on them. The mucous membrane, which had stuck to it ravenously, followed the fingers out and then repeatedly pushed back in.
“Would it be more delicious if I did this?”
Yeo Moon-beom spread the three fingers that he had been gathering together in the hole diagonally, and then quickly put his tongue in before the entrance could close.
The feeling of a blunt, squishy piece of flesh forcing its way in, completely different from the long, hard sensation, was vivid. His belly, which had been tingling with heat, seemed to twist momentarily.
“Ah, no, euut! Stop……!”
He hadn’t even probed with his tongue a few times, but the inside of his thighs was trembling. Eun-hwi’s hands, which had been holding onto Yeo Moon-beom’s belly and legs, were filled with strength. An intense stimulation surged that he couldn’t endure unless he set his nails like an eagle and grabbed him.
“St, stop……. I, I think I’m gonna, cum.”
Cum. First.
Yeo Moon-beom said with his eyes. Seeing that he didn’t seem to have any intention of withdrawing his tongue, Eun-hwi barely endured the surging sensation of ejaculation and pushed his head with the soles of his feet.
“N, no, I don’t wanna, euut. Yeo, Moon-beom’s, dick, heuuut! I wanna, cum, with, his dick…….”
He couldn’t let go of his strength yet. If he had his way, he wanted to overlap bodies with his lover and whisper sweet nothings until dawn.
Yeo Moon-beom, who had been looking at his eyes that were flushed with heat and his pupils that were moist with tears, finally took his lips off and raised his head.
“…….”
His expression was slightly hardened, perhaps because he was upset by the sudden kick. The half-dokkaebi, who had gently curled the fingertips he had been raising, looked at him, not knowing what to do.
“I was going to suck and chew on your toes until they were gone because they were so delicious.”
Yeo Moon-beom grabbed his calf as if to show off and slid his tongue down to the malleolus of his ankle. Eun-hwi’s eyes widened in surprise at the sight of him about to swallow his toes at any moment.
“N, no. Yeo, Moon-beom-ah. Don’t, do, my toes.”
“Why not, when they look like they’d be delicious.”
“Ah, no way. They’re dir, ty.”
He didn’t like his toes, even if it was other places. He couldn’t bring himself to put his toes, which were full of calluses from wearing shoes that didn’t fit his feet, and which were also ugly, into his mouth.
Eun-hwi bit his lip with his upper and lower teeth and swallowed the tears that were about to burst. He was blaming himself for kicking him in the head, but he said soothingly in a much softer voice.
“I got it, so do you want to try eating it yourself?”
“……Euh, huh?”
“I’ll lift you up, so try sucking my dick directly with your ass.”
The fingers that had been poking around in the hole were pulled out. The hole, which had been full, fluttered with its mouth wide open as if it felt empty for a moment.
Yeo Moon-beom, who had been watching the sight for a while, continued with a languid smile.
“You have to know how to eat it yourself to be a good boy. Isn’t that right?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
