By Zephyria 
“Ugh…”
Ho-eun instinctively tightened his hole at the cold air seeping into his inner walls, but he couldn’t overcome the strength of Tae-muk’s grip on his buttocks. His hole merely twitched, unable to close.
Watching this quietly, Tae-muk lightly inserted his tongue into the open hole and flicked it rapidly. A lewd, squelching sound echoed. Then, the moment he pressed his lips against the open hole and sucked hard—
“Hic…”
Ho-eun let out a sound—whether it was a hiccup, a sob, or a scream, it was unclear—and ejaculated. Semen with a texture like porridge splattered onto the dark-colored hard bed. His thin legs trembled violently, as if struck by lightning.
But regardless of whether Ho-eun ejaculated or not, Tae-muk swallowed his backside whole, continuing to suck and satisfy his own desires. At the feeling of teeth scraping the folds and a tongue licking the hole, Ho-eun’s eyelashes fluttered wildly.
“Ge-General… hng, just a moment, stop, hic… please…”
Ho-eun shook his hips unsightly, trying to escape Tae-muk’s grasp. However, Tae-muk’s face remained glued to him as if it were attached. Eventually, unable to endure it any longer, Ho-eun flopped face-down onto the table. Only then did Tae-muk’s lips pull away with a wet pop.
“Haah, haah, hng, haah…”
Ho-eun gasped for air, his limbs sprawled haphazardly beneath the table. His legs were still spread wide, leaving his hole completely exposed, but he didn’t have the composure to cover himself.
“…”
Tae-muk roughly wiped his wet lips—no, his entire lower face—with his palm. He had eaten Ho-eun’s backside so greedily that his chin and philtrum were completely damp.
Rubbing the corners of his mouth, Tae-muk stared at Ho-eun’s exposed hole. Feeling it was a bit dark, he even brought over a lamp to examine it properly.
Unlike its usual pink hue, the hole was flushed red. Perhaps due to the wet lips and tongue, it was swollen and saturated with moisture. The flesh had risen so much that the folds were barely visible.
Furthermore, the way it parted slightly and then slid shut with every breath Ho-eun took was incredibly vulgar. It was perfectly to Tae-muk’s taste.
“You’ve become plump here.”
“Huu…”
“Should I say it’s a relief that at least this part has put on weight…?”
Tae-muk spoke with a hint of amusement in his voice. Ho-eun’s ears were ringing, so he couldn’t even hear what he was saying. Everything was just hazy, dull, blurred, and foggy.
However, Tae-muk seemed dissatisfied with that state; he pressed his thumb firmly against the twitching hole and rubbed it vigorously from side to side.
“Nngh!”
Ho-eun’s buttocks jolted, and the hole contracted sharply. Tae-muk chuckled and gathered the saliva smeared around the hole. He then pushed it inside. The hole greedily accepted and swallowed it, even sucking on Tae-muk’s finger. He found the sight quite admirable.
Tae-muk maintained a smiling face throughout, but suddenly his brows dipped as if he felt pity.
“Your back-mouth accepts things so greedily, yet your top-mouth can’t seem to eat anything properly… What should I do with you, Ho-eun?”
“Aaah… please…”
Ho-eun shook his head and covered his ears with both hands. Despite having his legs wide open, he seemed to hate hearing such words.
Tae-muk chuckled and planted kisses on both of Ho-eun’s cheeks. In response, Ho-eun snapped his legs shut as if telling him to get lost. Even so, since he was lying prone on the hard bed, nothing was actually hidden. This pathetic rebellion was so typical of Ho-eun that it was lovely.
“Ho-eun.”
Tae-muk called him while fiddling with the back of Ho-eun’s limp, slender ankle. Ho-eun, who had been shrinking his neck with his ears covered, flinched and slowly looked back. Meeting his gaze, Tae-muk smiled dashingly and squeezed his own groin firmly.
“General’s cock is about to burst.”
“…”
Cock. Cock. That damn cock.
At the word that inevitably appeared again today, Ho-eun closed his eyes in misery. Even so, he slowly crawled off the hard bed. After all, the sexual affair had to be completed. Just as he slid to the floor and approached Tae-muk—
Grab.
Suddenly, Tae-muk seized the back of Ho-eun’s knees. His large hand gripped the knee as if it were an ankle. Then, he pulled him straight back. Ho-eun slid across the floor, dragged toward Tae-muk with only his legs held aloft.
“Uh…”
As he let out a bewildered moan—
“What is this now…?”
Tae-muk muttered irritably. His gaze was fixed on Ho-eun’s knees. Ho-eun looked down as well. His knees, where the bone protruded roundly, were red like apples. It wasn’t bleeding, but they were red enough that it wouldn’t be strange if they did.
It seemed to be because he had stood on the hard bed with bare knees, bearing his own weight and Tae-muk’s as well.
“I’m okay.”
Ho-eun answered a question that hadn’t been asked.
“Haa…”
Tae-muk didn’t believe he was okay. Even if Ho-eun truly was, Tae-muk was not.
He clicked his tongue in frustration. Usually, he would provide a cushion first, worrying if the floor would be too cold, painful, or uncomfortable, but this time he hadn’t thought that far.
He found it difficult to adapt to Ho-eun’s fragility. Especially for Tae-muk, who remained fine even if a limb was torn off or eaten daily.
Tae-muk touched Ho-eun’s reddened knees as if they were worn down, as if it were a tragedy, and then asked while looking at him.
“…Shall we stop?”
“…”
At those words, Ho-eun’s eyes slowly widened. He was quite surprised by Tae-muk’s reaction. He knew how important this sexual affair was to the man, yet he was suggesting they stop? Just because his knees were a bit red? Were his knees really that precious to Tae-muk?
His chest fluttered. It was a pleasant sensation.
Ho-eun suddenly felt a surge of emotion. Whether it was that he didn’t want to let Tae-muk go, or that he wanted to be with him more, he simply didn’t want to stop here.
“I’m really okay…”
“What do you mean okay? It looks like it’ll bruise.”
Tae-muk said with a serious face, examining the knees. This would definitely bruise. The thought of mottled, mold-like stains settling on his knees gave Tae-muk a headache.
How could he make it heal quickly? Should he apply ointment? Just as he was thinking this—
Ho-eun shrunk his neck and murmured in a voice barely audible.
“Cock…”
“Huh?”
“You said… your cock was about to burst.”
“…”
“I-if that place bursts, it would be a disaster. So, wouldn’t it be b-better to continue?”
“…”
Tae-muk froze. Even his breath stopped. Then, he let out a short, breathless laugh. Ho-eun was truly strange today. He didn’t seem like the Ho-eun he knew.
“Why are you acting so cute today?”
Tae-muk said, brushing Ho-eun’s disheveled hair back.
“Do you… dislike it?”
Ho-eun asked tentatively. He worried that being called ‘cute’ meant he was being childish or immature. But Tae-muk laughed, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
“How could I?”
At those words, Ho-eun relaxed his stiff shoulders and smiled faintly. His face was so beautiful that Tae-muk couldn’t resist pulling the back of Ho-eun’s head to kiss him. Of course, he didn’t forget to be careful not to press down on the lower lip.
“Nng…”
At the slippery tongue that instantly filled his mouth, Ho-eun’s neck shrunk like a turtle. Tae-muk lifted Ho-eun under the armpits and pulled him into his embrace. Tae-muk’s erect penis inside his trousers poked Ho-eun’s thigh.
Feeling this, Ho-eun hesitated for a moment, but then, commendably, he reached down and began to untie Tae-muk’s trousers. His touch was quite awkward, but he was diligent.
Soon, Tae-muk’s penis, which had been trapped in the trousers, popped out. Erect to a point that was more grotesque than threatening, it stood stiff between Ho-eun’s thighs. Its length, reaching up toward the navel, was like a great serpent.
Ho-eun swallowed hard. His face, which had been flushed with heat, turned pale in an instant. Tae-muk whispered while keeping his lips pressed against Ho-eun’s.
“It won’t hurt. I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt.”
“…”
Ho-eun responded with a small nod.
Tae-muk slightly lifted Ho-eun’s hips and positioned his penis behind him. He then aligned the glans with Ho-eun’s hole, which was damp with saliva.
At that moment, Ho-eun broke the kiss and hugged Tae-muk’s neck tightly. He did so because he couldn’t bear the fear. Burying his face in the crook of Tae-muk’s neck, he breathed softly, preparing himself mentally. Tae-muk found this adorable and planted kisses on his thin shoulders.
And soon, the insertion began.
“Ugh…”
Ho-eun groaned reflexively. It wasn’t because it hurt. The hole, which had melted thoroughly, greedily swallowed Tae-muk’s penis as it was given. However, the feeling of the hole stretching was still strange and unfamiliar. It felt as if he were performing an act that should not be done.
Soon, the fist-sized glans entered Ho-eun completely. At the heavy weight, Ho-eun instinctively bit his lip. Immediately, Tae-muk scolded him.
“Don’t bite your lip.”