Chapter 89
“Ah, ugh!”
“I figured it would be around here.”
Feeling the strength of the inner walls clenching and unclenching, Cha Yoon pounded his swollen prostate. Ah, ah, uh, h-hk. Ugh. Sounds poured incessantly from Seo-jung’s parted lips. Cha Yoon pressed down harder, as if those sounds were his driving force.
Seo-jung’s body swayed uncontrollably with Cha Yoon’s rough movements, constantly arching upwards. Displeased that Seo-jung was moving away, Cha Yoon slightly frowned. As if thinking for a moment, he bent his upper body and hugged Seo-jung tightly, so tightly that he felt breathless, preventing him from moving away.
Seo-jung had no reason to dislike Cha Yoon’s display of strong possessiveness. Similarly, Seo-jung wrapped his arms around Cha Yoon’s large body.
He had countless things he wanted to say, things he wanted to tell him, but Seo-jung simply spread his arms. Then, just like Cha Yoon, he hugged him tightly. The feeling of Seo-jung’s arms against his bare skin was indescribably fulfilling.
“Only do this with me, from now on.”
He knew it was a clumsy statement, but he couldn’t help himself. He no longer wanted to share Seo-jung with anyone. He wanted him to be completely his, just as he would be completely Seo-jung’s.
“Haah… If not you, who would I do this… with?”
Unlike his worries about a possible refusal, Seo-jung’s reply was quite pleasing to hear. However, separately, several faces flashed in his mind.
Isn’t Seo-jung too interested in other people to say that? Damn it… Feeling slightly annoyed by that thought, he quickly dismissed it. This wasn’t the time for such thoughts, especially not in this moment, connected to Seo-jung after a mere misunderstanding.
“So, please don’t change your mind. Promise me.”
“Huu, ugh…”
“Yes? Quickly.”
As if urging a reply, Cha Yoon pulled out his dick once more, then thrust it back in. Seo-jung swallowed his breath, suppressing his pleasure. After a moment, Seo-jung, regaining his composure, spoke.
“Okay, I promise.”
He turned his head and lightly pressed his lips against Cha Yoon’s cheek before pulling away. It was his own way of showing his promise to keep his word.
Noticing the meaning, Cha Yoon inhaled and exhaled deeply. Having heard what he wanted to hear from Seo-jung, there was no reason to focus elsewhere. He restarted his thrusting, moving his hips far faster than before. The sound of his testicles hitting Seo-jung’s buttocks echoed repeatedly – *thwack, thwack*.
“Ha, uh-huh… Ah! Ugh! Yoon-ah, a little slower… Ah!”
There wasn’t even a moment for the inner walls to release his dick. As he roughly ravaged the inside, Seo-jung’s thighs, where muscles clung tightly, tensed. Seo-jung was at a loss in the overwhelming whirlpool of pleasure.
Cha Yoon pressed his upper body close, causing his erect dick to be pressed and stimulated against Seo-jung’s hard abs. With pleasure surging from both front and back, his brain felt like it was melting. His toes curled inwards. It felt like his body wasn’t his own. Seo-jung pressed down on the sheets against his feet, then reached the peak of his climax.
His whole body tensed, his buttocks and thigh muscles trembling. The inside was no exception. As Cha Yoon felt the intense contraction of the hot inner walls, as if they were melting his dick, the urge to cum overwhelmed him.
“Ah, if you move… like that… ugh, ugh, haah!”
Cha Yoon thrusted his hips violently, as if spurting. His pubic bone hit Seo-jung, *thwack, thwack*, the sound of flesh colliding.
It hadn’t been long since their first climax. Before the afterglow had even faded, another wave of pleasure hit, leaving Seo-jung grasping at the bedding. The knuckles of Seo-jung’s hand, clutching the blanket, turned white. Seo-jung’s flesh trembled under the unbearable stimulation.
Cha Yoon, who had been violently thrusting, tearing through the inner walls, couldn’t hold back any longer at the tightness he felt inside. He plunged deep, his testicles crushed against Seo-jung’s buttocks. *Gush, gush*, semen poured into the hole. At the sensation of the semen spraying against the sensitive inner walls, Seo-jung tightened his arms around Cha Yoon, experiencing another climax.
*Phit*, a spurt of semen flew from the tip of Cha Yoon’s dick, landing on his lower abdomen. After ejaculating, Cha Yoon buried his face in Seo-jung’s intermittently trembling shoulder. He inhaled deeply, Seo-jung’s subtle scent stimulating his sense of smell. For the first time, it felt like he completely possessed Seo-jung.
Realizing this, Cha Yoon couldn’t hold back any longer and blurted out the words he most wanted to convey at that moment.
“I like you.”
“…….”
“From the beginning, from the day I first saw you.”
‘I like you, Hyung.’ Cha Yoon, finally putting a proper label on the feelings that had continued since he first saw him in the clubroom at twenty-one, spoke, pouring all his sincerity into his words.
Seo-jung, who had been silent without a single breath, finally let out a chuckle in response to Cha Yoon’s confession. It was a confession that might sound a little naive for Cha Yoon to utter, but it was good in its own way.
“Me too.”
“…….”
“I like you, Yoon-ah.”
Seo-jung slowly stroked Cha Yoon’s back. It was a touch so tender it brought tears to the eyes. Cha Yoon silently accepted Seo-jung’s caress.
After some time of the patting sound repeating, Seo-jung’s eyes gradually closed, likely due to the multiple orgasms. Just as the patting slowly stopped…
At that moment, Seo-jung couldn’t help but gasp. Cha Yoon’s glans, which had somehow swollen in the meantime, was poking at Seo-jung’s inner walls.
“Yoon-ah, Hyung is a little sleepy, let’s stop…”
“How can we finish with just one time? Is that even possible?”
“…Hyung is really tired. Let’s do it after we wake up.”
Cha Yoon, slightly raising his body, looked at Seo-jung with a face as if he had heard something unbelievable. Seo-jung tried to persuade Cha Yoon to wait until morning, but the situation took an unexpected turn.
“Then let’s do it one more time now, and finish the rest in the morning.”
“…Let’s do it after we sleep, I said.”
“So, let’s just do it one more time now, and the rest after we wake up.”
“…….”
“I’m really holding back from not doing this all night. I’m being considerate because you’re sleepy.”
“…Yoon-ah, Hyung is really tired.”
“If you’re tired, you don’t have to do anything, Hyung.”
“What?”
“Just lie down. I’ll take care of the rest. That works, right?”
Seo-jung sighed at Cha Yoon’s familiar sophistry.
“Yoon-ah, that…”
Just as he was about to retort that it was nonsense and turned his gaze to Cha Yoon, he couldn’t finish his sentence. Cha Yoon’s face, looking down at him with pleading eyes, filled his vision. That face, stained with the light and shadows of the mood lamp.
The conversation he was having with Cha Yoon felt like déjà vu, so ordinary, and yet so missed. Something he thought would never happen again had become reality.
So, he wanted to do anything he could for Cha Yoon. Compared to that feeling, a request for one more time was nothing.
“Seo-jung-hyung, please? Yes?”
Cha Yoon, unaware of his feelings, met Seo-jung’s gaze, his eyes drooping slightly.
“Okay.”
“Really, Hyung doesn’t have to do anything… Yes?”
“Let’s do it, Yoon-ah.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Really? You definitely gave permission. No changing your mind later.”
“I know.”
Seeing Seo-jung nod slightly, Cha Yoon’s face brightened. With permission granted, there was nothing left to hesitate about.
Cha Yoon immediately hooked one of Seo-jung’s legs over his shoulder. As Seo-jung’s legs spread, the inner walls stretched, and the semen pooled at the entrance seeped out. Cha Yoon scooped up the semen with his index finger and inserted it into the hole.
“Haah, uh, Yoon-ah…”
“What if I spit it out? This is necessary to prevent injury to your inside.”
“…….”
“Don’t worry, I’ll spread it evenly so it doesn’t run out.”
As if keeping his word, Cha Yoon pushed his dick deep inside and slowly rotated it. With a slimy sound, the semen was spread evenly along the inner walls, as he had said. The added slipperiness to the swollen, thicker mucous membrane from the friction made it even more stimulating.
Cha Yoon licked his lips with his tongue, pulled out until the glans, then plunged it back in, *thwack*. Seeing Seo-jung arch his back and cry out, “Ah!”, Cha Yoon opened his mouth as if remembering something.
“Oh, just in case there’s a misunderstanding…”
“…….”
“The ‘one more time’ I mentioned…”
“…….”
“Means until I cum.”
It means it doesn’t end until I cum. As if he didn’t need a reply, Cha Yoon resumed his thrusting. Soon, Seo-jung’s protest of “That’s ridiculous!” and the creaking of the bed echoed through the bedroom.
