By Zephyria Lee Hae-sung did not look surprised or refuse. He pressed down on the back of Choi Hong-seo’s raised thighs with his sweaty palms, repeatedly thrusting into his widely spread lower body. He rubbed his lips and tongue, scratched with his teeth, and sucked and bit at the flesh, moving frantically between his bouncing testicles, his softened opening, and the plump perineum between his testicles and anus.
“Eung, nngh. Hck! Hng.”
Under his animalistic caresses between his legs, Choi Hong-seo writhed and shivered. They hadn’t even begun penetrative sex, but his entire lower body felt like it had melted away.
From his aching lower abdomen to the triangular area covered in pubic hair, his penis and testicles, and even the opening that served as genitals during sex and received penetration. And beyond that, the inner thighs, unrelated to sex. His entire lower body felt tingly and moistly melted. He felt as if his melted lower body would splatter everywhere if his hard, heavy, forearm-like cock were to plunge in.
“Ghh, gh, stop… There, hck, stop…”
He pleaded in a voice devoid of moisture, his hair disheveled, as if he would melt away completely.
His anal opening, soaked in his saliva and scraped by his tongue, was now sore. His entire perineum was completely drenched in his saliva and the discharge that had dripped from Choi Hong-seo’s glans.
Without removing his tongue, he rubbed the opening up and down several times as if grinding it, and finally, he pulled the now sufficiently softened opening apart with his fingers. Visualizing the opening stretching wide horizontally before his eyes, his buttocks instinctively clenched.
“Baby, why are you clenching down there already?”
“Haa, hck. Hng. Hng…”
“Hm? I haven’t put anything in yet.”
The description of his gaping anus made Choi Hong-seo’s already flushed face turn even redder. He repeatedly opened and closed his lips, unable to do anything, and then bit his rough lower lip. Even so, his voice, hoarse with lust, sounded sexy.
He pressed his tongue against the opening once more, as if to support it. Then, two fingers simultaneously dug inside. He knew it was two without looking. Two fingers penetrated at once, with no resistance. It was as easy as poking fingers into softened butter.
He felt so much, his body had opened up so much.
“Ah… this feels so good.”
As if he had inserted his genitals, he lifted his chin from between his legs and moaned languidly.
“Eugh, nngh. Hck. Hng…”
Thrust, thrust. Under the force of the straight fingers probing his melted interior, Choi Hong-seo grabbed and tore at the hem of his t-shirt. Even while lying down, he felt a deep pleasure that made his knees and ankles tremble.
He increased his fingers to three, and as he sensuously rubbed the warm, plump inner walls, he crawled up. Pulling the blanket down to his waist, he thrust his fingers in, the roots of his fingers catching on the anal opening, thump, thump. Then, with eyes unfocused as if hallucinating, he leaned in and wrapped his tongue around Choi Hong-seo’s earlobe.
“Hong-seo-ya.”
Choi Hong-seo trembled even at the sound of his name.
“Your… your place is so wet. As if you’ve already cum inside and soaked it.”
He could guess how aroused he was from his voice, which was deeper and hoarser than usual, mixed with his thick breaths and his head, which he couldn’t hold steady as if drunk. The fact that Lee Hae-sung, the ARA’s model heir, known as a precise gentleman, was engaging in vulgar pillow talk with his lover in a secret rendezvous… the fact that he was so aroused by Choi Hong-seo himself excited Choi Hong-seo.
Instead of feeling shy, he grew hotter, embracing the head whispering in his ear and rubbing his face against his cheek.
“Baby… Hong-seo… Isn’t this really just arousal fluid? Isn’t it possible to get like that when you’re too excited? Hm?”
Every time he said ‘there’ or ‘this,’ his fingers sensuously rubbed inside the opening.
“Hngh, hck… Ah… N-no… Hck!”
This time, he sank his teeth into Choi Hong-seo’s collarbone. He seemed almost in pain, trying to control his arousal as he gnawed at his broad, thick shoulders. While biting and gnawing at his collarbone, he continued to insert and withdraw his fingers, stretching his anus. Finally, as if ready, he slowly lifted his head. He struggled to suppress his lust-filled gaze and force a gentle smile, like his usual self.
“Let’s do it with you on your stomach. I think that will be less tiring for you.”
“I want to see your face… while we do it.”
“I’ll lie right on top of Hong-seo. Then you’ll be able to see my face. I’ll keep looking at Hong-seo. I promise.”
As he kissed his lips to soothe him, he slowly withdrew his hand from below. The sensation of a part of his body leaving his was as thrilling as penetration, and Choi Hong-seo writhed like a fish pulled onto land.
He pulled Choi Hong-seo’s shoulder and slowly flipped him over. Covering Choi Hong-seo’s back, which was sweating and shivering, with his own body, he covered their lower bodies, which were not clothed, with the blanket. Had he taken off his lower garments while caressing Choi Hong-seo’s lower body with his mouth? Their touching lower bodies were bare skin.
Leaning on his elbows, he leaned his face over Choi Hong-seo’s shoulder. Kissing his temples, earlobes, cheeks, the bridge of his nose, and his lips, he whispered.
“Can you see my face well?”
Choi Hong-seo nodded, his face half-buried in the pillow. While his soul was captivated by his smile, his stiff, hot, erect penis burrowed between his buttocks, sensuously rubbing his opening as if in courtship.
“Eum… Eeum! Hngh!”
The smooth, slippery, thick tip was greedy, blatant, demanding intercourse. Like before receiving a painful injection, Choi Hong-seo’s muscles kept tensing.
“Today, I’m not going to… be rough.”
“Hngh, hck! Hngh… Hooo.”
“It’s a funny thing to say after coming this far… but still, it’ll hurt you.”
Lifting his head, his penis slowly wriggled forward, searching for the path it would take, like a serpent-necked beast moving forward.
The feeling of forcing an enormous object into a narrow place where it shouldn’t be was the same as last time. Yet, strangely, the enormous object continued to push its way in. Like the male of a non-human mammal, his penis was hard as if it had bones, and using that hard strength, it slithered and crawled through Choi Hong-seo’s insides.
“Our Baby is really hurting a lot.”
He spoke in a pitiful voice, gently stroking Choi Hong-seo’s wet hair as he lay on his side.
“Your insides are boiling…”
“Eugh… Hng…”
“It’s like dipping my cock into water that’s melting iron.”
Despite looking at him with pity, his flexible waist did not slow its movements. It swayed expertly, adjusting its rhythm.
With each large wave of his hips, he felt a dull pressure against his pelvis, his buttocks, and the area beneath them. He pressed into the flesh of his buttocks, rubbing and then gently pulling away, only to press into the flesh again the next moment. Even without seeing it, the movement was infinitely erotic just by feeling it.
Hot, dry kisses continued to fall on Choi Hong-seo’s cheeks and lips.
“Even though you’re hurting this much… I’m doing this kind of thing.”
“D-don’t… say that…”
“Don’t?”
He turned his head slightly to meet his eyes more. He raised his left hand, which had been hugging the pillow, and stroked his neck.
“I’m… doing it because I want to. I was the one who first tempted you, Mister…”
His forehead touched Choi Hong-seo’s temple. Licking his smooth cheek, which had become salty from sweat, he suddenly thrust deep inside with great force.
“Hngh… Ugh! Hck!”
“To enter your hurting body, and feel your heat with my cock… is actually driving me crazy, you know?”
The thrusting of his hips picked up speed. The wet sound of flesh sticking and separating in the sweat rose damply from under the covers. Overwhelmed by the sensation of him pushing into him, Choi Hong-seo moaned as if sobbing. The back of his neck, which he gripped, was sticky with sweat. The faster he moved his hips, the shorter the intervals between Choi Hong-seo’s moans became.
“Hngh, hck… Nngh, hck.”
“If I told you that I haven’t gone a day without thinking about that day after we did it last time… would you still take my side, Hong-seo?”
He managed to open his eyes and look at him. His mouth was sticky, even though he was dry, making it difficult to speak. Between breaths that had completely lost their rhythm, he confessed with difficulty.
“I felt the same way.”
“……”
“When I messaged you, called you… Hngh, even on our dates… I kept… imagining this.”
For a moment, his face contorted fiercely, as if angry. He deeply bent his head.
“Eum. Eeum. Hck.”
He pushed his tongue into Choi Hong-seo’s mouth and violated it with violent roughness. The kiss, neither sweet nor ticklish, was pure, unbridled, seething desire.
Saliva, whose owner was unknown, flowed to the corners of his mouth, and he licked it back up with his tongue… while sharing this overflowing kiss, his pubic hair was crushed against his buttocks. He had swallowed it all.
Lee Hae-sung, having fully inserted himself into Choi Hong-seo’s insides, paused for a moment, savoring the explosive pressure and heat on his genitals. Unlike his rough entry, his tongue, which had smoothly exited his mouth, traced his lips and he murmured in a hoarse voice.
“At times like this.”
“……”
“When you’re like this, it drives me crazy.”
As he had declared he wouldn’t be rough, he moved with a consistent speed and intensity throughout. Hiding his lustful lower bodies with the blanket, like shy young lovers not yet accustomed to sex, he heaved his hips, sweating profusely.
The persistent, steady penetration drove Choi Hong-seo mad in a different way. With each insertion that continued to tease his loosened insides, his entire lower body, every nook and cranny, every fold of the inner wall, was thoroughly, densely steeped in sexual pleasure.