By Zephyria 
“Drink.”
I poured a glass of liquor and handed it to Kwon Yi-kang as he came out of the shower. Kwon Yi-kang stared at the liquor, which was filled to the brim in a large mug, and carefully took it.
“Empty it in one go.”
“…You want me to die?”
“I mean, drink it and get some deep sleep without thinking about anything.”
“I think you want me to drink and die.”
I gave this as a service after some thought, so why is the reaction so bad? As I crossed my arms and looked at him crookedly, Kwon Yi-kang, noticing the change in atmosphere, smiled with his eyes and sipped the liquor.
“Drinking it like this feels new. …You’ve got style.”
It sounded like lip service, but I decided to let it slide. I took the half-empty cup, placed it on the nightstand, and pushed Kwon Yi-kang down onto the bed.
“You worked hard.”
I sat on Kwon Yi-kang’s stomach and leaned down to kiss him. The bitter smell of alcohol leaking through the gaps of our lips tickled the tip of my nose. When I stuck out my tongue to lick his wet lips, I could taste it.
I had simply taken one from the display cabinet and poured it; I hadn’t checked the taste or how strong it was. If he had actually finished the whole glass, he might have died, just as he said. I felt a belated, faint sense of remorse.
“I’ll give you a really intense service, so get one good round off and go to sleep.”
No sooner had I finished speaking than a low groan escaped him. I asked, “Why?” as he let out a sigh, pressing the back of his hand against his forehead.
“Nothing. It’s just… your thug-like way of speaking is… really, quite nice.”
“If you like it, why are you pausing so much?”
“Because I’m too happy at the thought of receiving this service.”
For some reason, I felt like he was swallowing something I didn’t know, but I had no intention of digging out things he didn’t want to say. Right now, Kwon Yi-kang’s well-being was more important than my curiosity.
Sorting out one’s heart isn’t something someone else can help with. Just as Kwon Yi-kang had done, all I could do was stay by his side. And I knew that was what was needed most.
With high spirits, I opened Kwon Yi-kang’s underwear and pulled it straight down. The man, who had seemed quiet for once, began to twitch and stir the moment he received my gaze.
“Is social life even possible like this? It just stands up even without being touched?”
“I do my social life when you’re not around, so it’s fine.”
“And you’re telling me it doesn’t just stand up when I’m not around? It couldn’t have been a thing that didn’t work before you met me.”
“It wasn’t a thing that stood up all the time like it does when I’m with you, either.”
Contrary to his indifferent reply, his penis continued to grow in volume. I began to fear just how much larger it could get. Even now, it looked as thick as my forearm.
Do genitals go through a growth spurt just as people grow taller and broader? I couldn’t fathom how much growth stimulant one would need to inject to reach that size.
“It’s gross. Make it smaller.”
“It’s always been this size, why the sudden reaction?”
“Because it’s too sudden.”
When I grabbed the penis, it flopped around like a freshly caught live fish. It was so large and powerful that if it had been actual fishing, I would have shouted that I’d caught a trophy fish.
When I stuck out my tongue to lick the glans, which had grown to a grotesque size, a slippery liquid coated my tongue. I frowned at the salty taste, but I didn’t pull away.
“Amazing.”
“What is?”
“The fact that something this thick just shoves its way in. I think my hole is actually pretty impressive.”
I replied while chewing on the glans in my mouth. Like having a fist-sized hard candy, the glans alone filled my entire mouth.
Gripping the vein-bulged penis with both hands, I stroked it up and down and sucked the glans deeply. The pre-cum flowing from the urethral opening stuck to the roof of my mouth, making a squelching sound every time I moved my lips.
After rolling it in my mouth for a long time, the glans I spat out was glistening with saliva. When I ran my tongue down the shaft, the thighs I was leaning on tightened firmly.
Licking everything from the base to the glans, I coated it in saliva and moved my tongue in circles along my lips. Opening my wet lips wide, I slowly swallowed the penis. The thick shaft pressed against my tongue and the roof of my mouth as it pushed inside.
“Kuh, kgh…”
As I moved my tongue with a small cough, a faint moan was heard from above. I breathed heavily and forced the penis down until the tip reached the back of my throat, but there was still enough left that I could see the part I hadn’t been able to take in.
No, trying to take this all the way in is just greed. With a quick surrender, I resolved to suck as hard as I could on the part I had managed to swallow.
Mimicking insertion, I pursed my lips and softly sucked the shaft. I repeatedly sucked in the part I had pushed out, as if scanning it, and then gently released it.
Once I gained a bit of momentum, I pressed the shaft with my tongue and the roof of my mouth, tightening my throat and sucking it further inward. A groan, louder than before, escaped him. After I sucked hard a couple more times, Kwon Yi-kang pushed my forehead away.
“Why? You don’t like it?”
“I’m very grateful for the effort you’re putting into sucking it, but…”
“But?”
I urged him to finish his sentence as he looked conflicted, his brow furrowed.
“The suction is unexpectedly strong. If your intention is to pull it out, it might be possible soon.”
“You bastard.”
I had put a lot of thought and strategic effort into sucking it. For a moment, I thought about actually pulling it out, but then I wondered how much his dick must have hurt for him to say such a thing, so I decided to curse my own damn technique instead.
“You don’t have to suck that hard. I feel like I’d come within a few minutes even if you just held it in your mouth.”
“Liar.”
“I’m certain that if you suck like that, I could be emptied in a few minutes.”
He’s a cruel man to tease me until the end. With a sulky face, I buried myself in his crotch and kneaded the object in my hand. Every time I rubbed the saliva-soaked penis with my hand, a wet, squelching sound echoed.
“Can I suck your balls too?”
“…Sure.”
Despite his somewhat complicated reply, I was simply happy and took the thick pouch into my mouth.
The wrinkled texture, the elasticity of the balls rolling around as I moved my tongue inside the pouch, and the size that filled my mouth even with just one—they were perfect balls.
I rubbed the wrinkled pouch with the tip of my nose and rolled the testicles with my tongue, coating them thoroughly in saliva. It felt similar to holding a raw egg yolk in my mouth and playing with it without letting it break.
“You said you’d give me a service, but it seems like you’re only satisfying your own greed.”
“No, there’s a sequence to everything.”
Sequence my ass. Since it would be unfair to suck only one, I put the other ball in my mouth. As I sucked it and pulled, the wrinkles of the pouch smoothed out and stretched. Like a child who had never seen a more fascinating, fun, and delicious toy in the world, I became absorbed in sucking what was in my mouth.
“If you’re going to give me a service, you should do something I like.”
“You don’t like it?”
“It’s a bit boring.”
As he pushed my head away, the testicle I was holding popped out. As I licked my lips in regret, Kwon Yi-kang grabbed my body and laid me on the bed.
“I want to feel the pleasure of biting, sucking, and licking too. Are you ready for the service?”
“What preparation do I need?”
“Preparation to cry with a pretty voice.”
Kwon Yi-kang lightly bit the tip of my nose with his teeth before letting go, and his lips moved from my cheek to bite my earlobe. While his thick lips chewed and rubbed the tender flesh languidly, his hand moved up to my chest and toyed with my nipple.
He tapped the small bead with his fingertip, then pinched and rubbed it with his thumb and index finger, sending a tingling sensation through me as if a weak electric current were passing through.
We’re both men, and we have the same nipples. Yet Kwon Yi-kang knew exactly how to play with something so unremarkable. There were times when he bit and sucked so much that they swelled up, making it look like I actually had breasts.
I used to wonder why he worked so hard to suck breasts that weren’t even there, but the more his lips and fingers stimulated me, the more sensitive I became. Now, just a slight pinch and rub with his fingers was enough to make me feel a jolt of pleasure.
“Suck… my chest.”
Smiling as if he were more than happy to comply with my request, Kwon Yi-kang leaned down. He gathered the small amount of chest and gripped it, taking the nipple that protruded between his fingers into his mouth. Pleasure bloomed with every movement—softly sucking to moisten it with saliva, then using his teeth to nibble gently without causing pain.
“Hng, it feels good…”
“Does it? Does it feel so good that you’re already hard?”
His hand, moving as if stroking down my abdomen, fumbled over my protruding crotch. While rubbing my penis with his hand, his lips remained busy on my chest. Sluuup, sluup—he sucked the nipple and the areola with such force that my chest felt sore, but the fire within me only grew.
As I dug my nails into the back of Kwon Yi-kang’s neck and scratched lightly, the hand gripping my chest tightened even more, as if trying to squeeze out milk that didn’t exist.
“Ah, it hurts… it hurts.”
“I bet it’s not just pain. Stop exaggerating.”
“It hurts…”
I made crying sounds because I had no other way to express the pleasure following the intense stimulation, but as Kwon Yi-kang said, I was exaggerating. As proof, a faint, nasal moan—which I myself found sly—was leaking out.
“Shall I suck our Soo-kyung’s bottom too?”
“Are you just trying to get revenge?”
“Do I look like such a narrow-minded man to you? I prefer it when you cry because you like it; I don’t enjoy it when you cry because it hurts.”
Either way, you’re a pervert. My silent protest was blocked by the lips softly sucking my nipple. Letting out groans, I twisted my thighs as if to hasten the climax of my lower body, which was receiving constant stimulation.
“Shall I suck it?”
“…Yes.”
At my reply, Kwon Yi-kang moved his body back and slowly slid down. My penis, which had been tormented by his hand for a long time, was sloppily leaking pre-cum.
With a playful glint in his eyes, he lowered his head and pressed his lips to my crotch. I reflexively frowned as I watched my small penis get sucked right into his mouth.
When I sucked that bastard’s dick, I opened my mouth so wide my jaw almost dislocated, and even then, I couldn’t take it all in and could only hold the front part. Isn’t it too easy for him to suck mine?