I raised a hand and slowly traced down my flat stomach, trying to guess how far his would go inside.
At least he was big, which was probably a relief. If he’d been any smaller, it felt like my organs might’ve gotten pushed out of the way.
Would it reach all the way here? I rubbed around my navel, half imagining my skin splitting open. I didn’t have sharply defined abs, but my stomach wasn’t soft either.
I should’ve worked out more. With a flicker of unease, I kept stroking my lower belly.
It wouldn’t actually show moving inside… right? If it did, I felt like I’d completely lose my mind. I knew it was ridiculous, but because it was Min Siheon, it felt possible—and that scared me.
“…Feels like my stomach’s going to be completely full.”
At my muttered words, Min Siheon let out a crooked laugh. It was closer to a breathy scoff than real laughter.
“Ha.”
As if he couldn’t hold it back, he swept his fallen bangs away. The eyes that had been hidden behind his hair and lashes came into clear view.
“Jungwoo, I think you’re seriously trying to drive me crazy.”
“What?”
Before I could finish, his lips crashed over mine. My eyes were still open, and I could see the crease between his brows twisted with heat.
One hand gripped the back of my head while the other pressed hard against my chest.
Even as I panted, a swelling exhilaration rose up, and I wrapped my legs around Min Siheon’s waist.
Pleasure surged up my spine like a wave, making goosebumps ripple across my skin. I tightened my legs around him and rubbed my hips against his hard cock.
It felt bigger than before. The thick tip brushed right along the cleft of my ass.
Along with the subtle pleasure came a sinful thrill, like I was doing something I shouldn’t, striking the back of my skull.
It felt like every hair on my body stood on end.
My limbs trembled lightly from the sensation, and instinctively my lower body tensed.
Even as soft moans slipped out, my brain felt like it was melting.
With my legs crossed in an X around him, my hips rocked up and down, grinding hard against him. An uncontrollable groan burst from my throat.
“Ahh… that feels good….”
Hearing me, Min Siheon exhaled roughly. Still devouring my lips like he might swallow me whole, he tilted his head and slowly moved downward.
Before I knew it, his face was buried against my chest.
“Hey, not there—ah…!”
A cry slipped from my mouth. His firm teeth and thick tongue circled around my nipple.
After wetting the areola with slow, licking strokes, Min Siheon gently bit down on the raised nub.
The unfamiliar sensation made my body tense backward on instinct. Blood rushed through me, staining my whole body a heated red.
As my legs weakened, Min Siheon noticed immediately, shifting his arms to hold me steady. Then, as if this were only the beginning, he sucked harder at my nipple.
Slurp, slurp—the wet, obscene sounds made my mind drift far away. My head kept tipping back as moans escaped nonstop.
“Haah, ngh.”
Embarrassed by the sounds I’d never made before, I tried to cover my mouth with the back of my hand.
I shook my head, trying to pull away from the overwhelming waves of pleasure, but Min Siheon stretched out his arm and stopped me.
Then, as if he couldn’t hold back any longer, he hooked a finger into the waistband of my drawers and yanked them down in one motion, leaving me completely naked.
The sudden exposure of my skin felt strangely empty. The cool air brushing against me made me flush with shame.
Had I been leaking pre-cum already? The damp fabric slid down along my cock.
Feeling unfamiliar with being stripped bare, I tried to cross my legs to cover myself, but Min Siheon blocked me and tossed my drawers to the floor beside the bed.
Freed from the cramped space, my cock sprang upward with a faint thud. The sensation of it hitting my lower stomach erased even my embarrassment.
I thought he might let me rest for a moment, but Min Siheon immediately grabbed my cock.
His large, thick palm and delicate, porcelain-like fingers stroked slowly along the shaft.
The elastic flesh of his palm pressed against the tip, smearing the pre-cum and making slick, wet sounds.
“Ah—Siheon-ah, ngh, Min Siheon!”
“Shh, it’s okay. There’s nothing strange about it.”
The suffocating pleasure made sparks flash before my eyes. It felt like I was about to come, and when I cried out, a high, strained voice—nothing like my usual tone—spilled from my throat.
My tongue curled, my words slurred, and saliva filled my mouth. A thin line of drool I couldn’t swallow slid over my lips and down my chin.
Watching me, Min Siheon ground his teeth as if he couldn’t endure it anymore. A sharp clack of his jaw followed, and he stripped off his own drawers.
His clothes piled beside mine where they’d fallen.
He’s pretty there too. Aside from the intimidating veins running up the shaft and the way it twitched menacingly, it looked almost divinely sculpted.
The head, flushed a deep pink from blood rushing into it, leaked moisture steadily. With soft, rhythmic strokes like he was pleasuring himself, the clear liquid thickened.
The sticky strands stretched and snapped like threads, the slickness almost palpable even from here. Fluid running around the rim of the head made his cock gleam.
Seeing his long, finely shaped fingers soaked in that liquid made my vision swim. Wasn’t this way too obscene? Then something important hit me.
…So that thing is going inside me right now? Min Siheon’s size was something I’d never seen in my life.
I might’ve been briefly mesmerized by how pretty it looked, but it was a weapon terrifying enough to snap me back to reality.
I wasn’t exactly small myself, but there was no way I could compare to him. If something like that went inside me…
Fuck, this isn’t some R-rated novel. It was embarrassing to even admit, but I’d definitely lose my mind.
In that brief moment, Min Siheon seemed to notice my fear. He let go of his cock and leaned down, looking at me.
“I’m not going easy on you.”
“…Can’t you go a little easy?”
“No. Even if it’s you, I can’t hold back today.”
When I spoke in a hoarse voice worn thin from moaning, Min Siheon gave a faint smile and moved again.
He grabbed both his cock and mine at the same time.
Seeing only the tips peeking out between his large palm startled me enough to lift my upper body.
I tried to prop myself up on my arms, but Min Siheon stretched out and pressed me back down by the chest, tightening his grip.
“Ahh—!”
The shaft trapped between his fingers and his cock hurt—no, not just hurt.
The ridged veins, the scorching heat that felt like it might burst, the rigid hardness from all the blood rushing in—everything registered as pleasure.
“Feels good….”
Even then, I felt a strange disappointment that his was too big to fully wrap around mine. I must’ve gone insane—completely insane.
The soft up-and-down strokes felt so good it was almost blissful.
Elastic flesh squeezed around mine, our veins sliding against each other like they were tangled together.
As I rocked my hips in time with his movements, the skin of my shaft dragged upward.
I couldn’t hold back the moan that spilled out. I twisted my waist, groaning like I was sick, and Min Siheon let out a quiet snort of laughter when he saw.
“N-no… This is weird.”
“What’s so weird?”
“I… I don’t feel like myself. …Ngh!”
I wasn’t peeing, but pre-cum kept gushing endlessly, soaking everything around my cock.
The sticky sounds coming from beyond Min Siheon’s palm made it impossible to look down there.
This was on a completely different level from fooling around by myself. Feeling like I might lose my sanity, I bit my lip and shook my head.
Too much pleasure could even make you cry. I felt my eyes grow wet.
Not wanting him to see my tear-blurred gaze, I squeezed my eyes shut and buried my face in the pillow. Min Siheon’s movements grew rougher, and he let out a deep sigh like he’d reached his limit.
“…I can’t hold back.”
He reached over and opened the drawer of the bedside table. It rattled loudly, yet the bed kept rocking nonstop.
The item he pulled out from the empty drawer looked like a tube of cream.
Min Siheon popped off the cap of the white tube and tossed it aside, squeezing a long line of it into his palm without hesitation.
It wasn’t proper lubricant, but the white, sticky cream looked almost like the pre-cum we’d been leaking. Or maybe, being even whiter, it looked more like semen.
My vision had turned red from arousal, my thoughts melting in the heat, and I didn’t even know what I was thinking anymore. All I could do was watch his fingers grow slick.
The liquid slid over his skin before fully absorbing, and Min Siheon’s lips curled up in satisfaction.
“I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt.”
He rubbed those fingers between my ass.
