By Zephyria 
Ho-eun tilted his head at the strange posture. At this rate, Tae-muk wouldn’t be able to insert his member behind him. However, Tae-muk simply rested his member on top of Ho-eun’s.
“Ugh….”
Ho-eun let out a short moan at the unfamiliar sensation. Looking down, he saw Tae-muk’s member and his own overlapping diagonally.
The appearance of the two members was starkly contrasting. Ho-eun’s was not just small, but dainty—even the color was a pale azalea pink—whereas Tae-muk’s was beyond hulking; it was grotesque. Dark red, with veins bulging and protruding unevenly, it was a form that seemed almost impossible to believe was part of a human body.
“…….”
Ho-eun swallowed hard. He admired and respected Tae-muk—his entire body, from his fingertips to his hair—but as for his member, it was a bit, well, how should he put it, he couldn’t quite grow fond of it. Or perhaps he just couldn’t get used to it. Even though he had seen it countless times, it still felt awkward and unsettling.
As Ho-eun stared blankly at the thing—whether it was a member or a python—Tae-muk commanded.
“Grip it and shake it.”
“Ah, yes.”
Without question or resistance, Ho-eun immediately wrapped his hand around Tae-muk’s member. Even with his palm spread wide, he was struck anew by the girth that prevented his fingers from meeting. But then, Tae-muk pulled Ho-eun’s hand away.
“You have to grip them together.”
“Toge…ther?”
“Yes. Yours and mine, together.”
Tae-muk placed his member on top of Ho-eun’s once more. Awkwardly, Ho-eun gripped the two overlapping members. He felt a heavy weight and an immense sense of volume. Tae-muk’s member was already large, but with his own added to it, one hand wasn’t nearly enough. Ho-eun added his other hand, gripping the members together with both.
“Now shake it.”
“Yes.”
Ho-eun awkwardly moved his hands up and down. The two members clung together like sticky rice cakes. It was a bizarre feeling. Tae-muk’s member was hard, yet the surface was subtly soft. It was as hot as a fireball, and the veins were bumpy like nodules; feeling that texture through his own member sent shivers through his tailbone.
“Nng, ah….”
After shaking his hands a few times, Ho-eun was overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensation and unconsciously loosened his grip. Then, Tae-muk commanded again in a voice lower than before.
“Keep going.”
Ho-eun pressed his lips tight and wrapped his hands around the two members again. He began to shake them slightly faster than before. Up and down, up and down. Ssh, shhh, ssh. Every time his palms frictioned against the members, it made a sound like a pencil being sharpened.
“Huu, nng….”
Ho-eun’s eyelashes fluttered irregularly. His body jerked and twitched. Suddenly, he would shrink his neck and stop his hands, and though he would start moving again while glancing at Tae-muk, he would stop shortly after.
Not just his palms, but his fingers were throbbing. Whenever he loosened his grip for a moment, either his own member or Tae-muk’s would slip away.
“General….”
Ho-eun looked up at Tae-muk with a pleading expression. Grab. Tae-muk overlapped his own hand over Ho-eun’s, gripped both members in one hand, and began to shake them vigorously.
“Haa….”
Ho-eun let out a strange moan and curled his body into a ball. Tae-muk’s hand was large. People often compare large hands to the size of a pot lid, but Tae-muk’s hand was actually the size of a pot lid.
Gripping two members and Ho-eun’s hand all at once and shaking them forcefully, Ho-eun felt a pressure as if his entire body were caught in Tae-muk’s grasp.
“Nng, ah!”
Ho-eun’s body bounced repeatedly. It felt as if his member was being crushed. A chilling sound echoed—thump, squelch, thud, grind. Anyone listening would have thought he was doing laundry.
“Haa….”
Tae-muk exhaled a deep breath, as if he was finally starting to feel some stimulation.
“Ge, General….”
On the other hand, Ho-eun didn’t know what to do. Tae-muk’s member, his own hand, and Tae-muk’s hand. His member was being rubbed and scraped by three different things; there was no way he could keep his composure. The unfamiliar pleasure made his knees weak. He felt a tingling, electric urge to urinate.
“Wa, wait, just a moment….”
Ho-eun urgently grabbed Tae-muk’s wrist. But he couldn’t stop Tae-muk’s movements. Even with Ho-eun’s hand clinging to his wrist, Tae-muk continued to shake the members rapidly.
“Hh, ah! Nng, hhh….”
Ho-eun’s knees bucked wildly. Tae-muk’s member was nearly twice as long as Ho-eun’s. So, when Tae-muk pulled upward as if stretching the member, Ho-eun’s was pressed flat right up to the glans, and when Tae-muk brought his hand down to the base, Ho-eun’s was rolled back toward his testicles.
His member was being kneaded like dough. As it was crushed, flattened, pressed, and rubbed, he felt a massive surge of pleasure along with an indefinable terror. It was a pleasure that was practically indistinguishable from torture.
“Hut! Nnnng….”
Ho-eun twisted his body and gripped the blanket. The stimulation focused solely on his member was unfamiliar. Tae-muk had always enjoyed pleasuring the back more than the front.
The pleasure felt through the member was completely different from the pleasure felt through the hole. Perhaps this was the ‘correct’ kind of pleasure. After all, before being a Bondmate, Ho-eun was a man.
While thinking the pouring pleasure was agonizing, Ho-eun unconsciously thrust his hips up and down. It was an instinctive movement. Seeing this, Tae-muk let out a faint smile. The movement, so utterly pathetic, was incredibly cute.
Tae-muk shook and rubbed the members in time with the movement of Ho-eun’s hips. Since the only place Ho-eun could ‘act like a man’ was with his own hands, Tae-muk was treating him generously.
Then, at some point, Ho-eun’s clear eyes crinkled. The hand gripping the blanket tightened, and his stomach concave as he gasped for air. Conversely, his ribs protruded as if they were about to pierce through his skin.
At that, Tae-muk tightened his grip and shook the member in a long, pulling motion from the base to the tip of the glans.
“Hic….”
Ho-eun let out a wet moan and arched his hips into the air. He froze there, trembling slightly, and then shot semen in spurts. In a fairly intense climax, the porridge-like seminal fluid splashed up to his chest.
“…….”
Without a word or a moan, Tae-muk continued to shake the member so that Ho-eun could finish ejaculating properly. It didn’t take long for Ho-eun’s member, which had been firmly erect, to become soft like a freshly steamed rice cake.
However, Tae-muk did not ejaculate. A cock that had tasted Ho-eun’s back hole could not possibly ejaculate from this mere tightening and sensation.
“Ugh, hhh, aaa….”
Ho-eun, who had been letting out thin, broken moans, eventually went limp. His head fell helplessly to one side, and the hand that had been gripping the blanket released, palm open. Beads of sweat had seeped across his forehead.
Seeing this, Tae-muk released Ho-eun’s member and hand. Ho-eun pulled his hand toward his chest. His palm throbbed. It felt hot, as if he had been burned. It felt as though the texture of Tae-muk’s hard member had been engraved into his palm.
“Haa… haa….”
Ho-eun exhaled ragged breaths. His eyelashes hung heavy, fluttering slowly. Tae-muk leaned over and sucked on Ho-eun’s lower lip before letting go. Then, gently brushing back his disheveled hair, he asked.
“Shall we stop?”
“…….”
At those words, Ho-eun looked at Tae-muk with a hazy gaze. Tae-muk waited silently for his answer. His member, having not reached ejaculation, was erect to the point of aching, but if Ho-eun wanted to stop, he could end it cleanly.
Because Ho-eun was precious. Because he was noble. Tae-muk didn’t have a shred of desire to torment him, blinded by immediate lust.
However, Ho-eun pulled Tae-muk closer and spoke.
“No. I want to keep going. I want more.”
“……Alright.”
Tae-muk kissed Ho-eun’s eyes and cheeks and raised his upper body. Then, he began to scrape together the semen scattered across Ho-eun’s stomach with the side of his finger. Perhaps because it came from a small member, there wasn’t much even after gathering it all.
Amusingly, Tae-muk quite liked that. It was better if the amount was small. Ho-eun would never have a use for this in his life anyway. Tae-muk would just taste it occasionally as a snack.
With a satisfied face, Tae-muk stared at the fluid wetting his finger, then suddenly spat saliva over it. It was because the amount was insufficient. He felt Ho-eun looking at him as if to say, He’s doing something undignified again, but he didn’t particularly feel bad about it.
Tae-muk stirred and rubbed his fingers together, mixing the semen and saliva well. Then, he lifted Ho-eun’s lower body up onto his own thigh and brought his hand, coated in the viscous liquid, to Ho-eun’s back.
“Hup….”
As the finger touched the hole, Ho-eun quickly bit his lip. Goosebumps broke out along his spine. While the stimulation from his member had been great, it still couldn’t beat the sensation originating from the hole. Perhaps it was because that was where he first experienced the sensation of pleasure.
Tae-muk meticulously applied the liquid on his hand to Ho-eun’s back. Just in case, he also applied it damply to the buttock cleft and the perineum. Then, he immediately brought his member against it.