By Zephyria 
Of course, it was a futile resistance. Since there was hardly any strength in the hand gripping his hair to begin with, it might not even have been enough to be called resistance.
Leaving behind that useless restraint, the man’s lips softly sucked on his penis. Eun-ha, whose eyes wandered aimlessly as if chewing over his bewilderment, soon slumped back onto the bed in resignation. It had long since become a habit to just let the other do whatever they wanted during sex.
Lying there helplessly, he thought. It seemed clear by now. He was definitely being treated like a piece of ice cream.
Is this his preference? Licking it away slowly?
It was unexpected. Separately, his sensitivity steadily heightened from the unfamiliar stimulation. As the other sucked the tip, rubbed it with his tongue, and swept along the shaft, hot breaths gradually escaped him. Feeling a pleasant pleasure, he fumbled with Yeon-jun’s cheek. While taking in the sight of the pretty-looking crown of the head through half-closed eyes, Eun-ha suddenly opened his mouth as if escaping when a feeling too difficult to bear arrived.
“But I’m really curious…”
“…….”
“Why aren’t you putting it in…”
Insertion would feel much better than this. In the first place, wasn’t this an act that only felt good for him?
Yeon-jun, who managed to catch the faintly mumbling voice, stopped what he was doing for a moment and tilted his head up. It was around the time Eun-ha felt that the eyes meeting his were curving slightly in the darkness.
“You told me to let you know.”
“…….”
“What you like, Hyung.”
Eun-ha’s lips parted as if caught off guard by the simple and clear answer, then pressed firmly shut. When he asked to be let know, he didn’t mean to be taught how to have sex, but that he wanted to know his likes and dislikes.
He had no idea.
It was in the blink of an eye. A large hand enclosed the wet penis and lightly swept it up and down.
“How about this?”
He was asking if this felt good.
Well. Eun-ha didn’t answer. To be precise, it wasn’t that he didn’t answer, but that he answered with a lack of response.
At that silence, Yeon-jun let out a small laugh from his throat, then, completely unbothered, began to focus on sucking the penis again. Every time it was rubbed against the mucous membrane of the mouth along with saliva, a chilling dizziness brushed past the back of his neck. He placed the back of his hand on his forehead at the heat concentrating in his lower abdomen. How is it…
To be honest, he didn’t think he was particularly good at it. The reason it was a guess was that he had never received a fellatio before. Truly, not even once.
It was because he didn’t particularly want such things, and he hoped the other wouldn’t either. —He had sucked a few times in response to a partner’s request, but each time he was quickly rejected, told he had no talent for fellatio.—
Still, he seemed better than him. There was certainly no sensation of pain from teeth scraping or goosebumps. Since the man said it was his first time doing this with him, this was probably his first time too. Is this also a matter of talent… Thinking dizzily, he clenched and unclenched his fist once.
Though it was stimulation that felt clumsy, it was still enough to make him ejaculate.
In the end, it didn’t take long before his mind became a messy blur. His thoughts vanished, and his head quickly went white. This time, he pushed away with full strength in both hands, but unfortunately, it was in vain. Truly unfortunate.
Ultimately, having unintentionally ejaculated semen into another’s mouth, Eun-ha turned pale as if snapping back to his senses. Without even having time to feel the afterglow of the orgasm, he bolted upright and placed a hand in front of Yeon-jun’s mouth. As if telling him to spit it out immediately.
“No, why would you… spit it out. Hurry.”
“I already swallowed it.”
“What… no, seriously, why…”
Eun-ha’s mouth hung open. While the man was horrified, Yeon-jun only smiled prettily, as if something was funny. How can he laugh right now? He had never swallowed semen either. He had once held it in his mouth out of necessity, which made this even more shocking. He remembered gagging because it tasted seriously bad back then.
“Dirty…”
“What’s dirty about it? It’s yours, Hyung.”
His eyebrows furrowed in dissatisfaction at the nonchalant reply. Seriously, why is he like this?
“Your personality is weird.”
It was a sincere criticism, but Yeon-jun only laughed louder. Wearing an even more fed-up expression, Eun-ha naturally spread his legs upon seeing the man about to settle himself again. A sense of exhaustion arrived late, making him feel slightly languid. As he lay limp like a melted person, the other asked.
“Do you have lube?”
“…In the first drawer of the nightstand.”
“And condoms?”
“Those too.”
Yeon-jun reached for the nightstand. Then, shortly after, he let out a voice like an exclamation, “Wow… Hyung.” Eun-ha, who had turned his gaze there belatedly without much thought, immediately felt a prick of alarm. It was because the inside of the nightstand drawer came fully into view.
“You have condoms in all different sizes…”
“…….”
That was right. Since sizes differed by partner, he had purchased several types.
He felt a quiet sting of guilt over the fact he had completely forgotten, and he turned his gaze in a random direction as if pretending not to notice. Fortunately, or perhaps not, Yeon-jun did not press him further.
Insertion was not easy. Even after loosening up sufficiently, there was an uncomfortable feeling of a foreign object. It was Yeon-jun who hesitated, constantly checking if he was okay, and it was Eun-ha who dismissed him, saying he was fine so not to worry. Eventually, unable to watch any longer, Eun-ha lowered his own hand. While he gripped the tip and aligned it with the lube-slicked entrance, a low sigh-like voice came from above. He chuckled inwardly. To think he’d be like this just from being touched by hand, yet he’d managed so far…
He slowly pushed in from the glans. He relaxed his body as much as possible and took a deep breath. After a few failures, the sensation of it entering was so strenuous that he couldn’t even vaguely call it ‘okay’. His limbs stiffened instinctively at the pressure of the tight size, as if he might bleed if it slipped.
How did he get this in the first time? They were probably both drunk, which is why it was somehow possible.
“Hng, ugh…”
“Hyung… are you okay?”
Should I take it out? Hyung. You don’t have to force it. Next time, we can just do it next time… The chattering voice poured into his ears. Eun-ha nodded vaguely.
“I’m fine. I’m fine, so…”
He wrapped his arms around the other’s neck. Just. Please. He hugged him tightly with that meaning. Yeon-jun, pausing at Eun-ha’s shoulder, took a slow breath in.
And as he slowly exhaled, he whispered softly in his ear.
“Tell me if it’s too hard.”
“Yeah. I got, it…”
“You can’t do it like last time.”
Nod, nod. At the same time, lips touched his earlobe. Sucking and biting. It was an instinctive nibbling. With those ticklish kisses, Yeon-jun pulled his hips back and pushed the penis in again. He began to move slowly. Every time he slid in slowly, breath poured out urgently along with a piercing sensation as if being skewered.
“Ah, haugh, ngh…”
“Haa, Hyung…”