#146

“Ah, Hyung….”

Shin Ho-jae closed his eyes tight. Almost simultaneously, a near-white fluid oozed from the tip of his cock, which had risen nearly to his navel, wetting the glans. Jung-hyun looked down at it and let out a small laugh.

“Haah, Hyung. Wait, if you touch it like that.”

Then, as if amused, Jung-hyun gripped the shaft and stroked upward. The mysterious fluid was crushed beneath his thumb. Just as Ho-jae grabbed his wrist, overwhelmed by the rapidly rising excitement—

Jung-hyun suddenly dropped to his knees and took the tip into his mouth.

“Ah…!”

A bolt of pleasure struck him like lightning. Shin Ho-jae’s thick thighs trembled, and he tried to push Jung-hyun’s shoulders away, but Jung-hyun stiffened his neck and held his ground.

His bright red tongue licked the small groove at the tip of the glans before he slowly opened his mouth and swallowed the shaft. Ho-jae’s back hit the wall with a thud.

He leaned the upper half of his body against the wall, leaving his lower half—where his genitals were—suspended in the air. It was an instinctive movement. That way, he could clearly see Kwon Jung-hyun taking him in.

Every time Jung-hyun moved his head slowly up and down, the sensor reacted, flashing a light on and off repeatedly. It felt like a blinking signal. Once the blinking stopped, ejaculation would inevitably follow.

“Haah….”

Shin Ho-jae tightened his abdominal and thigh muscles to hold back the release. Under the sensor light, his lower abs were clearly defined, along with his straight forehead and the bridge of his nose.

The bangs falling over his forehead obstructed the view. Panting, Ho-jae used his large hand to sweep the hair back. His masculine eyebrows arched upward. His wet eyes, flushed red as if from nausea, turned toward him.

At that moment, Jung-hyun narrowed his mouth, gripping the cock tightly. As the sensation of climax surged, Ho-jae grabbed his head with both hands. He was at his limit. At this rate, he might spray semen right into his mouth.

“I think I’m going to come. Stop….”

“Come. I want to see you come.”

Jung-hyun mumbled, his mouth full of the member. Fuck, an unfiltered curse escaped Ho-jae’s lips. Jung-hyun shook his head up and down as if helping the piston motion. In the end, it was Shin Ho-jae who surrendered to the rapidly rising climax.

Ho-jae thrust his hips, fingers digging strongly into Jung-hyun’s hair. Since it was in his mouth, he tried not to move too roughly, but every time he shook his lower body rapidly, the touch of teeth, the hard palate, and the squishy tongue against the shaft were so stimulating that he wasn’t sure if he had actually restrained himself.

“Ngh, eut… mmp…!”

Along with squelching sounds, saliva and pre-cum dripped down Jung-hyun’s chin onto the floor. He gripped Ho-jae’s thighs, his brow twitching as he trembled.

At some point, Shin Ho-jae’s movements suddenly stopped. A moment later, he swallowed a damp moan along with a low growl in his throat. He had ejaculated.

Jung-hyun accepted the thick semen shooting against the roof of his mouth without hesitation. The member filling his mouth was overwhelming, but it had the advantage of allowing him to feel the other’s excitement more viscerally than when receiving it from behind. Including the taste. A fishy scent flowed into his nasal cavity, but Jung-hyun didn’t mind, licking up every last drop with his tongue as if savoring honey.

Still immersed in the afterglow of ejaculation, Shin Ho-jae gently held the hair and slowly moved his hips again. His handsome eyes were unfocused, completely drenched in arousal. The gaze piercing through him was hot.

Despite having come once, Shin Ho-jae’s cock had not lost its hardness and remained erect. He called out to Jung-hyun dreamily, like someone in a trance.

“Haah, Hyung, Hyung….”

“Yeah….”

The fact that he was so aroused by him exhilarated Jung-hyun beyond measure. His heels were damp from how much fluid had leaked. It was his first time experiencing his rear getting wet, which was flustering, but thinking about it differently, it wasn’t entirely bad. He could skip the tedious preparation process. For that alone, Jung-hyun thought becoming an Omega wasn’t so bad.

Having regained some reason after the first ejaculation, Shin Ho-jae pulled Jung-hyun up and led him further into the room. After a few steps across the creaking wooden floor, a small, cozy bedroom came into view.

A chandelier made of intertwined deer antlers, a wooden ceiling fan, a fake fireplace, and a bathtub. It looked more like a cabin than an actual cabin.

Jung-hyun lay down on the bed as Shin Ho-jae led him. In contrast to the intentionally cozy interior, the bedsheets were a crisp, well-ironed white cloth. He liked that.

Shin Ho-jae knelt and approached Jung-hyun, giving him a quick kiss.

“Why did you eat it?”

Jung-hyun immediately knew he was talking about the semen.

“Just, it suddenly looked delicious.”

“Is it delicious?”

“It tastes bad.”

Shin Ho-jae chuckled. He then began to kiss his way down slowly, from his neck to his chest and stomach. He tickled the sparse pubic hair with his hand, and just as he settled between his legs, Jung-hyun grabbed his shoulder to stop him.

“Not that.”

Fellatio was fine, but there was something more urgent. Since the moment he had pulled him back for a kiss, he had been driven crazy by the emptiness below. As if tempting him, Jung-hyun hooked his leg over his shoulder and spread his private parts wide.

“Put it in.”

At those words, Jung-hyun saw Shin Ho-jae’s large Adam’s apple bob up and down.

Shin Ho-jae stroked his leg from the knee to the calf, down to the protruding ankle bone. Just as Jung-hyun had said that his body hair, including his pubic hair, had become sparse, his legs were smooth.

Spreading Jung-hyun’s slender legs wide, Ho-jae gripped the tip of his hard, erect cock and slowly pushed it into his entrance. The hole, glistening with lubrication, began to take the glans without much difficulty.

“Huu, uu….”

“Haah, does it hurt?”

“No, just like that, all the way… ngh.”

Though the stretching process had been skipped, the pressure from the physical size remained; Jung-hyun’s brow furrowed instinctively, and the hand gripping the sheet moved toward his mouth.

Fearing Jung-hyun might bite the back of his hand, Ho-jae grabbed his wrist. It was then, as Jung-hyun looked down with half-open eyes, that Shin Ho-jae thrust his member in deep, all the way to the root.

“Ah—!”

Jung-hyun let out a long moan and arched his back. Simultaneously, thick semen spurted from the tip of his peach-colored member. Ho-jae squinted one eye slightly. The inside was too tight.

“Ahh, eu, hng….”

He covered his face with his free arm, twitching and trembling. Due to the ejaculation, the inner walls became even more drenched. Once the afterglow of the climax faded slightly, Jung-hyun lowered his arm and muttered. It was an expression only Shin Ho-jae knew. A look of slight embarrassment and shyness. The one he had seen when the supplements were delivered.

“Ha, ah. It’s because it’s been a while…. I don’t usually come this fast….”

That sight lit a fire in something inside Shin Ho-jae’s chest.

“Why are you looki— ah-!”

With a fierce expression, Shin Ho-jae looked down at him, pulled his thigh in with his thick arm, and pressed their lower bodies completely together. As he thrust upward rapidly in rhythm, the wetness below caused a squelching sound every time their skin clung together.

Jung-hyun’s body jolted up and down from the sudden thrusting. Since the bed frame was also made of logs to match the concept, the sound of it shaking was loud.

“Ah, ah, ah-hng!”

Jung-hyun twisted his waist, which was being held, to signal him to slow down, but there was no way he could shake off Shin Ho-jae’s rock-like body.

The inside of Jung-hyun was maddeningly soft. The damp folds of the inner walls tightened around the shaft every time he thrust upward. It felt as if the inside was begging him to ejaculate within.

The moment he noticed Jung-hyun’s nipples standing hard as he bounced up and down, Shin Ho-jae leaned down and took the small, pointed tip into his mouth.

“Ah-eu, hng….”

Perhaps because that created a slight gap, Jung-hyun kept twisting his waist. Shin Ho-jae pressed down on him from above, clearly conveying his intention not to stop. Then, Jung-hyun pushed his shoulder and spoke softly.

“Haah, it’s not that, this position is hard.”

Only then did Ho-jae snap his head up. Jung-hyun, finally making eye contact, massaged Ho-jae’s neck as if coaxing him.

“Because of Ho-ppang, I keep feeling like I’m shaking. Do it on the side.”

“I understand.”

Jung-hyun rolled onto his side. Unlike when he was lying flat, supporting his stomach from the side gave him a sense of stability.

Positioning himself diagonally behind him, Ho-jae licked his slightly salty shoulder while slowly pushing the glans between his buttocks. The completely softened interior felt as if it were sucking the member in. A vein popped on his thick neck. Suppressing the instinct to thrust all the way to the colon in one go, the glans moved back and forth briefly at the entrance.

The hole fluttered, gripping the glans as if disappointed. Jung-hyun seemed to feel the same; unlike before when he was shaking frantically, he looked back and let out a sigh of complaint.

“Huu…. What is this?”

However, Shin Ho-jae merely slid his arm under the armpit to touch his nipple, continuing to move slowly at the entrance. And finally, at some point, Jung-hyun’s moans began to turn wet.

“Hng, ngh….”

“Do you like it here?”

“Haah, what?”

“Hyung, you liked the feeling when my cock slipped out.”

As he spoke, Shin Ho-jae suddenly lunged deep inside with his member. Then, he withdrew the shaft very slowly, until only the glans remained hooked.

“Ha, ah, ah….”

Jung-hyun’s waist jolted, and the veins in the hand gripping the pillowcase stood out. Ho-jae could tell without words. The pheromones settling over the bed had been indescribably sweet for a while now.

Shin Ho-jae tapped the spot he liked and slowly stroked Jung-hyun’s lower abdomen. Jung-hyun’s body seemed to tense up slightly, perhaps not expecting him to touch there, but as the tip of the glans rubbed the spot he loved, he quickly melted, busy swallowing wet breaths.

“Hng, ngh, eut….”

“I want to make you feel even better, Hyung….”

Shin Ho-jae lowered his lips to his ear and began to slowly release his pheromones. Since he filled the room with them, the concentration where his palm touched would be even denser.

Jung-hyun suddenly frowned.

Shin Ho-jae had released his pheromones. But the quality was different from the usual ones, which were like rolling waves on a lazy afternoon. These pheromones gave him light goosebumps all over his body and made his stomach ache. It was as if he had taken some kind of aphrodisiac.

Startled, Jung-hyun tried to escape his embrace, but Shin Ho-jae held his waist and wouldn’t let go.

“Haah, what is this….”

“Do you like it?”

This was what it meant to ask after terrifying someone. Jung-hyun spoke in a slightly sterner tone.

“Stop it, Ho-ppang is inside….”

“Ho-ppang will probably like it too.”

“What?”

“I heard that if the father is happy, the fetus in the womb is happy too. That pleasurable sex even helps the fetus’s emotional development.”

“…….”

As he frowned, their lips met. What Shin Ho-jae was saying didn’t sound unfamiliar. Rummaging through his memories in a brain drenched in pleasurable pheromones, Jung-hyun remembered that those words were phrases written in the pregnancy-related books he had been reading.

He had piled the finished books haphazardly on the living room or kitchen table, and it seemed Shin Ho-jae had read them. A chuckle escaped him. Jung-hyun pulled his lips away and asked.

“How can you be sure if it feels good or not?”

He had said it just to tease him. Never dreaming of what kind of reaction it would provoke.

147 – PUCK DROP