By Zephyria As Choi Hong-seo’s body trembled intermittently at the peak of his orgasm, Lee Hae-sung, enveloped by the yielding flesh walls of Choi Hong-seo’s abdomen, was also experiencing ecstatic pleasure. He could tell from his expression.
However, he didn’t seem ready to ejaculate yet.
Lee Hae-sung, never taking his eyes off Choi Hong-seo, absorbed every visual stimulus—his furrowed brow, his trembling eyelashes, his parted lips—and then slowly pulled his penis out.
“Eeu, Eu… Euk.”
Immediately after ejaculation, even that felt like an extension of the sex on his hypersensitive inner flesh. As the flesh he had bitten hard released, it felt like it was stroking the delicate inner lining of his organs. It was similar to when his tongue had licked the inside of his cheek. As the thick glans, swollen to a distinct outline, slid out of the hole, Choi Hong-seo’s shoulders trembled.
He felt clear fluid trickle out from his parting hole. The moment he recognized it as pre-cum, his hole and stomach writhed greedily.
Lee Hae-sung’s gaze was fixed intently on that spot.
He tried to cover it with his hands, drawing his legs together. But he firmly grasped Choi Hong-seo’s wrist. Still holding his erect penis, he brought the glans to Choi Hong-seo’s groin, to the flowing bodily fluids. He then pushed the fluid up along his skin, re-inserting the glans into the hole. He repeated this three or four times.
He was pushing the leaked pre-cum back into Choi Hong-seo’s abdomen.
“Mmm, Eueup. Heu.”
The area around the hole, where nerve endings converged, was the most sensitive. Choi Hong-seo’s hips twitched due to the glans moving in and out. He clenched his fists, bracing himself, expecting another rapid penetration, but that wasn’t the case.
Lee Hae-sung withdrew his glans, which was starting to heat up again, and turned Choi Hong-seo’s body to lie on his side. Then, he sat snugly behind his buttocks, positioning himself. Choi Hong-seo’s wet eyes, blinking with anxiety, kept glancing back over his shoulder.
To reassure him, Lee Hae-sung gave a short, faint smile.
“Just changing positions. I’m not going anywhere.”
But even on his face, the usual ease was hard to find.
Lee Hae-sung raised an arm, roughly wiping the sweat from his face, and took Choi Hong-seo’s left hand, gripping it tightly.
Choi Hong-seo lay on his side, and Lee Hae-sung sat behind him with his legs spread, beginning the new penetration.
“Euum… Eung.”
He thrust deeply and fully in one go. There were tight spots along the way, but he didn’t falter and pushed through. The inner walls, already accustomed, parted easily, like a hastily stitched seam.
“Heut, Keuk! Haa, Haa!”
Without time to feel ashamed of that fact, the deeply inserted glans struck the very end of his abdomen with a dull thud. As if testing, he pulled his penis out, leaving only the glans, and then thrust it back in to the hilt.
His entire body tingled.
Due to the position, the prostate was directly pressed upon as the glans entered. He was almost going mad.
“Ah… Th-this is not allowed… Do something else. Ah, Aaa! Heuk! Haa, Eung!”
Choi Hong-seo, frightened, pulled at his hand and shook his head, but his request was not granted. Instead, rapid thrusting soon began.
Choi Hong-seo’s body kept curling up. The more he bent his upper body to protect his abdomen, the more his buttocks protruded backward. The glans, entering from a new angle he had never been penetrated from before, struck directly upon his prostate, the place Lee Hae-sung had told him no one should touch.
The penis, having already ejaculated once, was clearly limp. Even when not erect, it bounced aimlessly with every thrust of his hips. Yet, the sensation, akin to the urge to urinate, that he would cum again soon, kept building. Choi Hong-seo, already pressing his thighs together, tried to squeeze them even tighter.
Lee Hae-sung, noticing this, slid his left hand between Choi Hong-seo’s thighs.
“Haa… Don’t, don’t! Haaak. Eung. Eung. Heuk.”
He flailed his arms, trying to push him away, but it was no use. He then supported the back of his knee, lifting Choi Hong-seo’s left leg. The area of stimulation changed subtly again. Moreover, the position this time was brazenly explicit. He could clearly see himself being penetrated roughly and thrusting with one leg raised. Choi Hong-seo scraped his nails against the sheets, shaking his head. His voice, hoarse from groaning, begging, and pleading, was tragically cracked.
“I… Ii, Heu. Heuu, Eung. Ah, Deii-heu… Heuk.”
His voice trembled every time his groin bumped against his fleshy buttocks. He was unable to speak coherently. The sound of bare skin slapping and rubbing together was utterly obscene.
“My… my stomach tickles, Heu, tickles, Heuu, Eung.”
His stomach tickled. Choi Hong-seo scratched frantically at his skin. He couldn’t alleviate the sensation of his penis pressing into his abdomen, where his pre-cum had pooled. He felt like he was turning into an animal. He felt like he would crawl if he told him to, lick if he told him to, spread if he told him to. But it didn’t matter. Not if it was Lee Hae-sung.
“Sip. If you scratch, you shouldn’t. It’ll get red.”
Lee Hae-sung released Choi Hong-seo’s hand and then pulled away the hand scratching his lower abdomen. He didn’t lower the hand holding his leg up. That was maddening.
“P-please let go of my leg. I want to go to the bathroom… I need to go. I want to go.”
Choi Hong-seo tried to escape by scratching at the sheets.
“Heuk! Aak!”
But the force pulling his lower abdomen dragged him back, penetrating him even deeper.
“Do you think I’ll let you go just because you say you want to go?”
Lee Hae-sung lowered his body and pressed himself tightly against Choi Hong-seo’s back. He pulled Choi Hong-seo’s left leg up towards his waist, and not content with that, bent his knee and pushed it into Choi Hong-seo’s inner thigh. If someone were in front, they could clearly see their coupling.
Resting his face on Choi Hong-seo’s shoulder, he whispered, sucking on his earlobe.
“You’re a baby, so it’s okay to do it here. Shhh… Shh…”
Despite the soothing, gentle tone, the thrusting continued violently.
Thump, thump, thump, thump. His raised calf flailed in the air. Even though he wasn’t erect, the sensation of imminent ejaculation, a chilling feeling, surged and receded several times. Choi Hong-seo’s lower abdomen convulsed and writhed. It squeezed and pressed Lee Hae-sung’s penis inside.
Choi Hong-seo, chest pushed forward, looked back at Lee Hae-sung on his shoulder. He reached out, grabbed his hair, and stroked his sweat-slicked ear and cheek.
“Aaa, Eeuuung. Ah, I can’t Heuu…. So, good! Ahjussi, what, Heu… What do I do, I like it…”
Thwack. Biting his earlobe painfully, he said in a choked voice.
“That. I’ve been waiting for those words, Hong-seo.”
“I like it… Haa, Heu! It’s weird… I feel so good… Haa! Haa, Ahjussi, I. I’m weird? I’m weird, aren’t I?”
This was the first time he had ever spoken such delirious words.
Anxiously, yet with eyes sticky with pleasure he couldn’t refuse, he sought him out. The moment their eyes met, he already knew the answer. In fact, he knew it from the explosive pulse of the penis inside him. He too was in the throes of climax.
“If being so obscenely arousing that it drives someone crazy is weird, then yes, you’re weird right now. Hong-seo, Baby Choi, shall we be weird together? Eung?”
“Eung, Mmm. Heuu, Eung…”
Before he could even answer, Lee Hae-sung’s tongue plunged into his mouth.
The kiss, delivered at the moment before climax, was a catalyst. He couldn’t resist the sensation of wet flesh rubbing against him from above, below, at his lips and anus, a double friction.
Thump-thump-thump-thump. The moment his penis, pulsing hotly as if to burst Choi Hong-seo from within, twitched and forcefully ejaculated, Choi Hong-seo also reached his second orgasm. It was a dry orgasm, experiencing climax without ejaculation.
It shook and trembled Choi Hong-seo’s entire body, down to his ten toes and ten fingertips, longer and more persistently than the first.
While enduring Lee Hae-sung’s continued thrusting and kisses, Choi Hong-seo knew. He simply knew.
That if his body had been capable, this ejaculation would have resulted in a child.
That was the kind of sex it was.
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Lee Hae-sung returned with bottled water from the kitchen, having roughly covered Choi Hong-seo with the towel he had used to dry his body. Choi Hong-seo was still lying face down on the bed, exhausted.
“Hong-seo, let’s drink some water.”
At his call, he tried to push himself up, placing his hands on the sheets. But his arms lacked strength. Lee Hae-sung, watching Choi Hong-seo collapse back onto the sheets, slid his hands under his chest and helped him sit up.
Lee Hae-sung propped him up with pillows and stroked Choi Hong-seo’s cheek with the back of his hand.
“My heart aches.”
“……”
“Don’t lie. That’s exactly the face you make.”
Interpreting Choi Hong-seo’s silence as such, he smiled and handed him the opened bottle of water.
After drinking nearly half the bottle, Choi Hong-seo finally felt a little better.
It seemed like it had started in the late afternoon.
Before he knew it, the night view twinkled beyond the thin curtains.
“Is a normal first experience like this?”
“……”
“No, right?”
Despite drinking a lot of water, his voice was still hoarsely low.
Lee Hae-sung emptied the entire bottle of water, crushing it in his hand as he looked down at it.
“Well. It might be a little different if it’s two people having their first experience together, wouldn’t it?”
And he glanced at Choi Hong-seo with a slightly mischievous smile.
“Why? Are you feeling wronged?”
Choi Hong-seo smiled weakly and shook his head.
He had enough worldly experience not to think about whether it was unfair if only one person was a virgin, or fair if both were. In any situation, Lee Hae-sung never prioritized his own pleasure. Because of that, no matter what position he requested, no matter how extreme he pushed himself, Choi Hong-seo always felt respected. He could feel that this act was not just about satisfying sexual desire, but an exchange of emotions. That was what was important.
Lee Hae-sung brought a fresh, soft towel from the bathroom and covered Choi Hong-seo’s lower body with it.
“If the stimulation is too intense, you might get aroused again. I should let you rest for about 30 minutes.”
“Thirty…”
Thinking, “Is he planning to do it again in 30 minutes?”, Choi Hong-seo tried to sit up but soon gave up and buried his face in the pillow. Come to think of it, it was unlikely he would stop after just one ejaculation.
Lee Hae-sung chuckled softly at Choi Hong-seo’s reaction and sat beside him, gently stretching Choi Hong-seo’s left leg. It was a leg that had been held up in the air and strained.
Knowing he wouldn’t listen even if he told him not to, he obediently let his leg be handled. The muscles in his groin and inner thighs were indeed feeling a dull ache.
“Um, I have something I want to discuss.”
He felt that if the second half started in 30 minutes, he wouldn’t have a chance to talk. Still, it was something he wanted to say today, so he opened his mouth meaningfully.
“It’s something I’ve been thinking about for a while… but it became clearer at the ancestral shrine today.”
Lee Hae-sung, slowly rotating Choi Hong-seo’s toes, turned completely towards him. His face was serious, ready to listen.
“I thought that if Dong-ha or the other ‘Titan’ members wanted it, I had to resume ‘Titan’ activities to repay my past debts. That’s what I thought. I thought I had to live as Yoon Hye-an from now on, and if the resentment Yoon Hye-an bought affected the current me, it was my responsibility to resolve it.”
‘Titan’ was not a successful group. Park Dong-ha also seemed to have no desire to restart as ‘Titan’, and the other members had left the entertainment industry entirely.
“But my fans would continue to miss the me who no longer existed… and continue to grieve. That weighed heavily on my mind. Dancing and singing on stage as Yoon Hye-an, receiving love from others.”