By Zephyria 
“Haa, haa! Haa…”
His buttocks bounced as he sat.
“Haa, heuk. Haa, haa.”
His fellatio was animalistic and fierce. He didn’t know moderation. It was like a kiss far from elegance. A kiss where tongues rubbed, saliva was exchanged, and smacking sounds were made until everything was soaked in spit.
Was it because he was tall and had a good physique? The suction was considerable. Every time his throat tightened, a sensation like he was about to ejaculate surged right up to the urethra.
Choop, choop, chuk, chuk.
Pulling out until his lips caught on the edge of the glans, then swallowing it all the way to the root in one go.
“Aah, ah! Hiss, Sun, Sunbae, eun… I, I think I’m gonna…”
Song Hyun-soo’s upper body leaned further and further forward.
Even though he was sitting at his desk, his legs were giving out. His toes curled. He grabbed the area around Yoon Joo-ho’s shoulder blades on his shirt, pulling and scratching. It had been a long time since his hairstyle had become a mess because of the rough handling.
“Sun…bae, just a moment. Listen to me… please.”
He grabbed the back of his head and pulled him away. He didn’t want to come like this. He wanted to reach climax while pressing his body against his. He wanted to hug him, touch him, and have him kiss him with lips that had his name engraved on them.
“Eueueum, eum.”
“Together, Sunbae’s and…”
Yoon Joo-ho, who had spat out his penis, looked up at him with lips glistening with saliva and pre-cum. His eyes were ecstatically unfocused, as if he were completely intoxicated.
“You want to rub it together with mine?”
With his face flushed red, Song Hyun-soo nodded.
Yoon Joo-ho pushed his chair back and stood up. Wiping the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.
The motion of pulling the leather part of his belt and unbuckling it seemed inexplicably sexy. After unhooking his pants and lowering the zipper, he immediately pulled out his penis from under the band of his briefs. It was a movement without any hesitation, as if he were taking off gloves.
The heavy penis, which had been suppressed in the narrow space, bulged out, swaying. Song Hyun-soo almost grabbed his chest and exhaled.
The sight of both of them with their clothes still on, only their penises exposed, fueled a sense of depravity.
A place that was not for undressing. A part that should not be exposed.
The act of taking out only the part most directly used for sex and showing it to each other. That awareness filled his mind with hot, hazy steam.
Yoon Joo-ho slowly blinked and scanned Song Hyun-soo’s figure.
Sitting on his desk, with his jeans and underwear around his calves, his penis stiffly erect, trying to catch his ragged breath.
He gave a faint smile with a flustered expression.
“More lewd than being naked, huh?”
He stroked his penis, adding softly in a gentle voice, “Hyun-soo-ya, look at this. It’s like this because of the smell of your cock.”
“Haa, heuk.”
Every time his hand pushed the shaft forward, a sticky fluid flowed from his urethra. It felt as if the scent rising from his manhood had completely taken over his sense of smell. Even though it wasn’t actually a distance where he could smell it, that’s how it felt. Song Hyun-soo couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted to have it right away.
He got off the desk and reached out, snatching his tie.
The moment the smooth texture of silk touched his fingertips, he pulled with force.
Yoon Joo-ho smiled crookedly and was pulled closer.
“Eueum, uuum… eum.”
As soon as their bodies touched, they tangled their tongues together. Below, they desperately pressed their penises together and rubbed them.
It had only been a day since they had last ejaculated. The two healthy bodies, receiving the signals of excitement transmitted down the spinal cord, dripped pre-cum. The fluid that glistened on their penises flowed down to their testicles.
It was because of that fluid flowing from their penises.
Jjilkeok, jjilkeok, jjilkeok.
Every time Yoon Joo-ho, who had a firm grip on the two masses of flesh, shook his hips, a sound like he was inserting something leaked out from between their legs. A sound like repeatedly pounding into a wet hole.
“Eueueung, heuek. Eum.”
Song Hyun-soo hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt. He unbuttoned the second, third, and fourth buttons, and put his hand through the gap, stroking his thick chest and broad shoulders.
The pleasure of rubbing their penises directly against each other was direct. Song Hyun-soo couldn’t resist his curiosity and looked down.
His thing, wet and with veins bulging, was moving back and forth, violating not his own hole but a real penis. Water was constantly leaking from Yoon Joo-ho’s throbbing urethra.
“Haa, heueu, Sunbae, this… is lewd.”
Yoon Joo-ho, who was shaking his hips while holding their penises in place with both hands so they wouldn’t slip, pressed his forehead against Song Hyun-soo’s forehead.
“So, do you like it?”
“It’s too lewd, it’s weird. I think I’m going to get weird, this.”
One of Yoon Joo-ho’s hands came and covered Song Hyun-soo’s face.
“Don’t look. You’re not old enough to see this kind of thing yet.”
Even as he turned his head to avoid his hand, Song Hyun-soo’s gaze was fixed below.
“What are you saying while doing this to my body?”
Yoon Joo-ho laughed softly in a suppressed voice filled with excitement. You lewd bastard. A bastard who bewitches people and makes them addicted to lust, turning them into useless wrecks. I fucking love you, Yoon Joo-ho.
Yoon Joo-ho even pulled Song Hyun-soo’s hand and made him grasp their penises together.
His hips began to move faster.
Seueuk, seueuk. Seueuk, seueuk.
“Haa, hiss! Ha! Aah, keu.”
The pre-cum flowing down their penises pooled thickly in one place, hanging heavily before falling to the floor. Yoon Joo-ho’s hip movements became more and more intense.
“Ha…ah! I, I think I’m gonna come. Ah, I think I’m gonna come, Sunbae.”
Every time his tie brushed against his shaft and glans, his toes curled. Song Hyun-soo staggered backward from the force of his pushing and shaking, and the desk behind him continued to rattle.
“Sunbae, Sunbae.”
“Yeah.”
“Show me. Show me that.”
As if he had been waiting for those words, Yoon Joo-ho immediately pulled his lower lip down and turned it inside out. The moment Song Hyun-soo saw his name clearly engraved on the inside of his lip, a chill ran down his spine.
He kissed the mucous membrane of the inverted lip. It felt like his pulse was pounding in his head. Excitement was hitting his mind.
“Eueuk! Hiss!”
Yoon Joo-ho’s hand tightened around his penis, and Song Hyun-soo reached climax in response to the vibration of his hips shaking his body faster. Thanks to Yoon Joo-ho’s palm covering his glans, the semen didn’t splatter everywhere.
“Eueueum, eum… hoom.”
However, there was no time to be lost in the afterglow.
He immediately turned Song Hyun-soo’s body around. Song Hyun-soo, who had lost his balance, reflexively grabbed the desk and looked back. Yoon Joo-ho’s penis, swollen as if it was about to burst, as if he was about to ejaculate at any moment, dug under his legs from behind.
Clinging tightly to his buttocks, he pushed Song Hyun-soo’s T-shirt up. Stroking his firm back and sides, which were well-maintained without any excess fat, he began to shake his hips back and forth.
“You need to tighten your crotch more.”
“Eueueu, eu…”
Song Hyun-soo, who was leaning on the desk, tried to bring his knees together.
Yoon Joo-ho’s hip movements were violent from the start. Every time the wet shaft, erect and hot enough to melt his groin, went in and out from below, and his pelvis crushed his buttocks with rapid speed and force, Song Hyun-soo’s back continued to collapse further.
“Haa, heuk, heok, heu!”
The sensation of his lower body coming and hitting his buttocks was no different from having insertion sex.
Song Hyun-soo’s penis, which had just ejaculated and had not yet completely subsided, soon began to stiffen again.
Yoon Joo-ho, clinging tightly to his back, bit and chewed on Song Hyun-soo’s ear. The hand that tightly gripped Song Hyun-soo’s side to prevent him from being pushed away exerted a strong force, as if it would leave a handprint.
“Heueu, euk. Haa, ha, Sun, Sunbae.”
He had leaked so much pre-cum that Song Hyun-soo’s entire inner thigh was wet and sticky, as if he had made a mistake. It was no different from pushing and rubbing into a wet hole.
“Wait, wait, I’m gonna.”
He reached his arm back and waved it around, but there was no way Yoon Joo-ho would listen.
“I, I think I’m gonna come again… heuek.”
He put his arm around Song Hyun-soo’s armpit and lifted his upper body up. Hugging him tightly from behind, he shook his hips rapidly.
“Aaaaah, ah! Let, let go. Let go!”
It seemed that Song Hyun-soo’s screams did not reach him.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh, the squelching friction created by the wet penis going in and out of the soft inner thigh. Yoon Joo-ho’s panting pouring into his ear.
Bound and forced to accept his excitement with his whole body, Song Hyun-soo struggled.
“It’s, it’s all gonna get on the desk! Gi, give me some tissue… heu!”
His hot lips whispered the climax of excitement in Song Hyun-soo’s ear.
“I don’t want to. Leave your mark here. That it’s yours.”
At the end of his words, Yoon Joo-ho bit Song Hyun-soo’s earlobe and sucked hard.