Seongjun’s amused reply made Jinho blush. As Seongjun’s hand, slick with water, slid down to grip Jinho’s buttocks, Jinho gasped. Seongjun smirked and pulled him closer, their hot lengths pressing and rubbing against each other. The friction sent a jolt through them both. Jinho, overcome with desire, roughly lifted one of Seongjun’s legs. Startled, Seongjun grabbed his wrist—only now realizing that in this position, he was the one beneath Jinho.
“W-wait, what are you—”
“You said I don’t have to ask every time.”
“Not for this!”
“I’m sorry. Next time, I’ll ask.”
Jinho’s voice was urgent, as if he had already lost his mind. Panicked, Seongjun tried to focus on the darkening room, but Jinho’s expression was barely visible. His eyes gleamed with serious intent. In the dark, wet room, a man consumed by lust loomed over him. The realization sent a jolt of fear through Seongjun. He had never done this before—especially not with a man he had just locked eyes with, completely unprepared.
Seongjun hastily pushed Jinho’s chest away and tried to turn over. He attempted to stand but slipped on the wet floor, ending up flat on his stomach. The splashing water droplets scattered everywhere. As Seongjun struggled, Jinho’s hot length pressed against his backside. The heavy, heated sensation was unmistakable. The warmth of Jinho’s body spread over Seongjun’s cold, wet back.
“W-wait!”
Seongjun tried to crawl away, slipping repeatedly, but his fingers soon met the damp wallpaper. There was nowhere to escape. Jinho grabbed his slender waist and easily pulled him back through the shallow water, whispering softly, “Sorry, sorry… I can’t hold back…”
Before he could even finish his apology, Jinho’s thick length began pushing into Seongjun’s tight hole. Hiiik! Nngh! Seongjun cried out, his fist slamming into the floor, sending cold water splashing up. Amid the droplets, Jinho’s pleasure-filled voice mixed in. “Ahh, nngh… So good…”
Halfway inside, Jinho’s thick cock was tightly squeezed by Seongjun’s hot, soft insides. The unfamiliar, painful sensation made Seongjun’s mouth hang open, drool dripping out. Haah… He tried to escape again, but Jinho’s weight pinned him down. As Jinho lifted Seongjun’s right leg, the tight hole stretched open. Taking advantage, Jinho pushed in deeper, slowly.
The deep penetration sent a jolt through Seongjun, making him arch his back with a sharp gasp. The intense, burning pleasure spread through Jinho’s body as Seongjun’s tight heat clenched around him. Overwhelmed by the sensation, Jinho’s mind urged him on. He braced himself against the wet floor, his knees and forearms slipping, but somehow managed to keep his balance as he gripped Seongjun’s raised thigh. His slow, deep thrusts ground his hot flesh against Seongjun’s soft, narrow insides. Pulling out halfway before plunging back in, he imprinted himself on Seongjun’s body.
“Nngh, fuck, it hurts… hurts!”
“Haah… It’s so good. So good, Seongjun… Sorry…”
After a few thrusts, Jinho’s pre-cum eased the friction, making the movement slightly smoother. The sensitive head of his cock rubbed against the soft, clenching walls, sending jolts of pleasure through his lower abdomen. It felt so good that he had to bite his lip to keep from crying out. As Jinho chased the overwhelming pleasure, his hand suddenly slipped on the wet floor.
“Whoa!”
He lost his balance and fell to the side, his cock slipping out. The sudden, angled friction sent a sharp wave of pleasure through Seongjun’s core.
“Ahk! Nngh!”
Flash. A sudden, intense orgasm crashed over Seongjun, making his vision whiten. As Jinho flailed beside him in the dark, Seongjun’s body trembled intermittently. He had never experienced a dry orgasm before, and the unexpected climax left him gasping, hiiik, hngh, unable to catch his breath. His swollen cock twitched against the cold, wet floor, sending another wave of unavoidable pleasure through him.
Feeling Seongjun’s tremors, Jinho finally regained his senses. He sat up, water dripping from his body. Drip, drip. “Se-Seongjun? Are you okay?”
“Fuck…”
As the aftershocks of pleasure faded, Seongjun finally lifted his head and cursed. The small sound reached Jinho’s ears. Naked and dripping, Jinho’s mind was filled with panic, his cock still hard as he groped blindly in the dark. But where his hand expected to find Seongjun’s shoulder, there was only cold water. The room was now so dark that he could barely make out silhouettes. Jinho called out nervously, “Uh, Seongjun? Are you okay? Where… where are you?”
“Ugh, fuck. Where’s the first aid kit?”
“Huh? Are you hurt…?”
There was no answer, only the sound of splashing footsteps and the clatter of Seongjun rummaging through the small drawer next to the bed. Jinho, whose night vision wasn’t great, couldn’t make sense of the sounds. Seongjun, who could see a little better, continued searching through the drawer. After several more clatters, the footsteps approached again. The presence loomed closer, pressing Jinho against the wall.
“Seongjun? Is that you? Uh, are you okay?”
“Damn it. I won’t ask either.”
Jinho’s face paled in the dark at Seongjun’s muttering. He froze, remembering how he had forced himself on Seongjun. Before he could ask what Seongjun was doing, a hot breath sealed his lips. Hngh, haah… As their tongues tangled, Jinho’s stiff resistance melted away. The wet, lewd sounds and the tingling sensation at the back of his neck deepened the intense kiss. Suddenly, Jinho felt a hand grip his cock, and he gasped, turning his head away.
Seongjun’s eyes gleamed strangely as he pulled away, a long string of saliva connecting their lips. In the dim light, Jinho was captivated by that gaze. He couldn’t resist the hand stroking his cock, and a moan escaped him. Hngh, nn. Seongjun’s hand slid up and down his hard length, slick with something. The stimulation reignited Jinho’s arousal. Haah… As Jinho exhaled in desire, Seongjun lowered himself onto his cock. Gripping Jinho’s broad shoulders, he slowly took him inside.
“Se-Seongjun!”
Jinho’s voice was full of surprise, but his hands didn’t stop Seongjun. Instinctively, he steadied Seongjun’s hips. The hot, clenching walls around his cock stole all his focus.
Seongjun’s hand, still slick with whatever he had applied to Jinho’s cock, slid over Jinho’s wet shoulder. Seongjun tried to move his hips, but his knees slipped on the shallow water, disrupting his balance. He ended up clinging to Jinho, almost collapsing against him. Thud. Thud. The sound of Jinho’s heartbeat pounded in his ears. Jinho savored the feel of Seongjun’s trembling body against his own, then gripped his hips and began to move him up and down. Seongjun’s ass took Jinho’s cock deep, thrust, thrust, the sound of flesh slapping together mixing with Seongjun’s moans.
“Nnngh, ahh!”
The sticky, viscous lube Seongjun had smeared inside him made his inner walls tingle, and the sensation of Jinho’s cock thrusting in and rubbing against them sent a strange pleasure coursing through him. Jinho slid his hands down from Seongjun’s waist to grip his ass tightly, then began thrusting up and down even faster. Thud, squelch, thump. The sound of their wet skin slapping together mixed with the splashing of water as Seongjun’s legs moved, spreading the puddles on the floor.
Every time his insides were jabbed, his toes curled tightly, slipping on the wet floor. Each time Seongjun wobbled, the sensation of Jinho’s cock thrusting in deep sent a shiver down his spine. The tight, squeezing sensation when he first entered had been unbearably good, but the way Seongjun’s wet, clenching walls seemed to chew and suck at him now drove Jinho wild.
But the rougher Jinho’s hands got, the more Seongjun felt it wasn’t enough—that this wasn’t it. The hot stimulation of the relentless thrusts made his sensitive insides twitch, craving the unexpected climax he had felt earlier. The more his hardened cock rubbed against Jinho’s firm abs, the more desperately he wanted to feel that same, unforeseen peak again.
Seongjun clenched Jinho’s shoulders painfully, as if digging in, and struggled to move his hips without slipping on the wet floor. He wriggled free from Jinho’s grip—thud, splash—and began riding Jinho’s cock himself.
“Stay still… Nngh, hngh…”
“S-Seongjun… Hngh, Seongjun… nnn.”
Occasionally, Seongjun’s knees slipped on the slick floor as he ground himself against Jinho’s torso. The friction of their cocks rubbing between their bodies and the sticky, thrusting sensation inside darkened his already dim vision. Nngh, ahh… Moans and the sounds of wet thrusts—squelch, thud!—filled the darkness. The relentless stimulation made his head spin, his body growing more sensitive in the dark, craving more, more, more. That feeling from before—
“Agh!”
Like a blow, that sensation.
His vision, which had been swallowed by darkness, flashed white for a moment. The tip of Jinho’s cock struck exactly where Seongjun wanted it. His body jerked involuntarily, as if electrocuted, and in that frozen moment, Jinho’s hands grabbed his hips again, roughly moving him up and down. Unable to resist the pleasure, Jinho thrust his cock back into the clenching heat, hitting that spot again. The twisting sensation in his hips wrung a deep groan from Seongjun, echoing in the dark. The splashing water mingled with the sound.
Squelch, thud, smack. Every time Jinho thrust, Seongjun’s hardened nipples and cock swayed in the dark air. The thick veins in Jinho’s forearms stood out as he gripped Seongjun’s waist and pounded into him without pause. His fingers were already leaving red marks on Seongjun’s skin. After being stimulated like that again and again, the pleasure built up in Seongjun finally crashed over him in a climax. He dug his nails into Jinho’s shoulder, his other hand clenching tightly as he bit down hard below. His cock twitched against Jinho’s wet abs, spilling thick cum in spurts as his body trembled uncontrollably. Seongjun threw his head back, his breath caught in his throat, unable to even moan.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
