#147

Looking disgruntled, Ho-jae buried his lips in the nape of Jung-hyun’s neck and began to move his hips.

“You say it’s not? But it’s a disaster inside right now…”

“Ngh, wait… Ah…!”

What followed was a flood of pheromones pouring down like a waterfall. Jung-hyun gasped, his head snapping back. A tingling sensation shot through his lumbar spine, and a feeling as if his lower half were melting surged up to the tip of his chin.

With eyes blurred by instinctive tears, he barely managed to lift his head. He saw Shin Ho-jae laying him on his side, positioning himself by hooking one of Jung-hyun’s legs over his shoulder.

Under the light, his thick body appeared like a massive wall. Shin Ho-jae took a deep breath and pushed his member deep inside. Then, in one swift motion, he pulled back his hips, withdrawing all the way to the glans.

As the blunt glans harshly scraped against the tender inner flesh, Jung-hyun felt as if stars were exploding before his eyes. His mouth fell open involuntarily.

“Ah…!”

What followed was a fierce thrusting. Every time he slammed his lower body down with a thud, Jung-hyun felt his perineum and buttocks being crushed. The squelching sounds mixed with moans, filling the room with an utterly obscene noise.

“Haah, how about now? Does it feel good?”

“Ah, ah, ah…!”

Unable to utter a word, Jung-hyun surrendered his body to the pleasure, his hips trembling. Gasping from the surging sensation of an impending climax, he reached his hand down. However, the moment he tried to grab his own member, his wrist was seized.

“You can’t.”

“Haah, ha…”

Not only that, but Ho-jae gripped both of his wrists. Jung-hyun’s brow furrowed sharply. Just as he opened his mouth to curse, a sound drifted in.

『It’s really cold. It’s practically winter here!』

Both Jung-hyun and Ho-jae stopped moving instantaneously and looked up. Whether someone had checked in late, the sound of rolling suitcase wheels and chattering voices could be heard.

『This place is so pretty. Take some pictures of me!』

“…Pull it out.”

Jung-hyun spoke without a second thought. Shin Ho-jae simply looked down at him with an unreadable expression.

“I said pull it out!”

Jung-hyun shouted in a hushed voice. When Shin Ho-jae showed no sign of moving, Jung-hyun moved his own body to pull the member out of his hole. Because it was so thick and long, he had to move clumsily for a while, but now that he knew there were people outside, he had no intention of continuing the sex.

“…This isn’t just ‘owl-level’ soundproofing.”

He had heard the soundproofing was poor, but this was beyond that. External sounds were so clear it was as if they were standing right outside.

The window connected to the balcony seemed to be the problem; the glass was too thin. The fact that the room was on the first floor likely played a part as well. While the lush greenery outside probably blocked a direct view inside, the open curtains bothered him, so Jung-hyun rose from the bed.

The curtains were exceptionally thick, perhaps intended for both insulation and soundproofing. Just as he reached for the blanket-like fabric—

Click.

The surroundings went dark. He turned around, but his eyes, not yet adjusted to the darkness, hesitated, unable to immediately recognize the approaching Shin Ho-jae.

It was, of course, Shin Ho-jae who had turned off the lights. Now that the interior was dark, the lights from the resort outside reflected their silhouettes in the window.

Thanks to the sounds from outside, Shin Ho-jae was reminded of a certain moment. He remembered a time when Jung-hyun, who was always more composed than him during sex, had been flustered.

It was after Yuk Du-min’s housewarming party, when they had hurriedly kissed in the car and Jung-hyun had sucked his cock. Even then, he had been so startled by the sound of footsteps outside that he nearly jumped. Bringing a man like that to submission gave him immense satisfaction.

Shin Ho-jae’s eyes glowed quietly. The desire for conquest, which he had tasted only once, boiled up inside him. He quietly stepped behind Jung-hyun and buried his lips in the nape of his neck. Startled, Jung-hyun tried to pull away, but Shin Ho-jae had already pressed himself tightly against his back.

“The lights are off, so they won’t be able to see from outside.”

“What the… Ah…!”

Without asking or waiting for an answer, Shin Ho-jae parted his soft buttocks and thrust his rock-hard member inside. The entrance, already softened from repeated entries, opened on its own just from the pressure of the glans, swallowing the tip.

“Haah…”

Unlike Jung-hyun, who bit his lower lip to stifle his moans, Shin Ho-jae let out a satisfied sigh as he buried himself completely. Jung-hyun was about to turn his head and get angry at Ho-jae for acting on his own.

『Were the lights off here originally?』

That is, if that voice hadn’t been heard from outside once more. Unlike the stiffened Jung-hyun, Shin Ho-jae released pheromones at the point of connection and began to slide his member in and out very slowly. Jung-hyun’s hand, pressed against the glass, clenched into a tight fist.

“Shh…”

Shin Ho-jae planted bird kisses from his ear down to his nape and wrapped his arms around his waist. The thrusting, which echoed with a squelching sound in the quiet room, gradually grew more intense.

“Hng, ngh, stop… I said I don’t like this…!”

No matter how he thought about it, Jung-hyun’s inner walls did not belong to someone who claimed to hate it. His lower pelvis felt molten and sticky. Small patches of moisture formed on the glass where his fingers pressed. The face reflected in the window was gradually falling to pleasure. His breathing grew ragged, as if he could no longer control the effort of stifling his moans.

“Hng, ngh, ugh…”

“Haah, you have to keep your voice down more if you don’t want to be heard.”

“Kuh…”

Whether out of anger or arousal, Jung-hyun’s skin from his shoulders to his nape turned a flushed red. Despite this, his tight interior continued to greedily clamp down on the cock. Shin Ho-jae took a deep breath, his chest expanding greatly, as he moved his hips. His grip on Jung-hyun’s slender waist tightened instinctively, leaving finger marks on the soft flesh.

Panting, Ho-jae looked down. Jung-hyun’s backside, with his hips pushed out as he struggled to endure, was vividly exposed by the outside light. His straight back drenched in sweat, and the small dimples just above his buttocks. Haah, fuck. Cursing inwardly, Shin Ho-jae slowly withdrew his hips. Then, he repeated the process, entering even more slowly. The sound of the wet inner walls sliding against each other echoed exceptionally loud in the room.

“Hng, mmp…”

Jung-hyun, who had been resting his forehead against the cold window, felt his eyes grow hot.

The people outside were still preoccupied with taking commemorative photos. The footsteps and excited voices felt as if they were drawing closer. And the closer they got, the more his pleasure increased to a terrifying degree.

Jung-hyun could feel it clearly himself. He didn’t actually hate it. No, rather, the mixture of shame and fear was pulling him deeper and deeper into an intensified pleasure.

Thump!

Then, due to a lapse in strength control, Shin Ho-jae’s thrust drove Jung-hyun’s body against the window. His erect nipples were crushed against the glass, which held the cold air. The sound of the people outside being startled was clearly audible.

“Haah, sorry. I couldn’t help it.”

Shin Ho-jae whispered into his ear. Jung-hyun trembled uncontrollably, not knowing what to do. The flesh-club filling his inner walls completely crushed the inside of his belly, haphazardly digging through the folds of his organs. Holding him tightly, Shin Ho-jae repeated his apologies while planting small kisses on his ear. Even so, he didn’t stop the shallow thrusting, his hips bobbing. Squelch… squelch… The wet sounds echoed secretively.

“Hyung, it feels so good inside you…”

Jung-hyun couldn’t say anything and only blinked. The moisture clinging precariously to his eyelashes finally succumbed to gravity and dripped down his cheek. He could feel his inner walls twitching uncontrollably. It felt so intense he felt like he might die. With his forehead and hands pressed against the window, Jung-hyun could only gasp with his mouth wide open.

『…It’s not a bear, is it?』

『L-let’s go, quickly.』

Finally, the footsteps receded along with the whispering voices.

Licking his dry lips, Shin Ho-jae readjusted his grip on Jung-hyun’s waist. To hit the spot Jung-hyun liked, he had to repeatedly tap the shallower area, which was quite taxing for Ho-jae as well. Shin Ho-jae’s back muscles were now glistening with sweat. His glute muscles tightened toward his waist as he buried his member deep into the narrow walls of flesh.

Jung-hyun, who had been holding his breath, leaned his head against the window and turned toward him.

“Shin Ho-jae…”

The three syllables spoken through clenched teeth certainly contained anger, but Shin Ho-jae did not miss the breathless heat clinging to the end of them. His eyes were damp, as if he had cried. A corner of Ho-jae’s mouth curled up automatically in satisfaction. Ignoring the tone of his voice, Shin Ho-jae increased the speed of his pelvic movements. Jung-hyun’s moans grew louder.

“Hng, ngh, ah, ah…!”

With every thrust, his body hit the window with a thump, thump. Since his forehead kept bumping, Shin Ho-jae placed his hand on the glass to cushion it.

As the inner walls clung to him as if squeezing, he felt he would reach ejaculation at any moment. Feeling his thighs gradually stiffen, Shin Ho-jae tilted his head back slightly to catch his breath.

When the thrusting stopped, he could vividly feel the hot lubrication flowing from deep within the inner walls. The fluid, acting as a lubricant, wrapped around his member with a viscous consistency, making a squelching sound. Ho-jae licked his lips. It had felt good before, but the tightness of the inner walls now was on a different level. He felt like he was developing a strange habit.

“I told you I’d make you feel good.”

“Hng, ngh…”

“Don’t worry about anything, Hyung. Just let me lead you.”

Jung-hyun’s hand on the window tightened. Ho-jae could feel with his entire body that Jung-hyun was nearing his peak. Goosebumps rose on the skin beneath his palms, and Jung-hyun’s inner thighs trembled. The inner walls clamped down on the cock as if gasping for air.

Panting, Jung-hyun tried to reach for his own member, but once again, Shin Ho-jae was faster in seizing his wrist. Jung-hyun didn’t hold back either, cursing regardless of whether the sound leaked outside.

Shin Ho-jae answered by gripping Jung-hyun’s member instead. As he pressed the prostate from the inside with the glans and stroked the shaft from the front, Jung-hyun’s body began to twitch and jump.

“Ah, hng, ahhh…”

Jung-hyun let out breathless moans helplessly. As Shin Ho-jae’s thick tip pierced deep inside, a dizzying pleasure struck. Splat, drip. Semen, weaker than the first ejaculation, sprayed onto the window.

Regardless of the ejaculation, Shin Ho-jae continued to move his hips, rubbing Jung-hyun’s member against the glass. Soon, the member was pulled out, harshly scraping the inner walls, and Jung-hyun felt a surge of semen spilling out between his buttocks and waist.

Panting, Jung-hyun leaned his forehead against the window. The coolness felt good for a moment, but he was horrified to see white streaks of mucus smeared across the clean glass.

While he couldn’t deny that it felt good, it would be problematic if every session of sex ended up like this. As he let out a small sigh, a kiss landed on his ear.

Turning his eyes slowly, he saw Shin Ho-jae staring at his face and hugging him tightly. Their sweat-drenched, sticky bodies and semen-covered members rubbed together haphazardly, but Ho-jae didn’t seem to mind the mess, only pressing himself closer. It was as if he were disappointed they couldn’t become one single entity.

Jung-hyun had intended to tell him to move so he could wash up. Instead, he simply hugged him back. He could clearly feel the thumping heartbeat through their touching bodies. Perhaps because of the pheromones still lingering faintly in the room, his eyes fluttered shut.

Aside from walking Crunch, he had been exercising cautiously, so this was the most intense physical activity he’d had in a long time. Naturally, his limbs were shaking. Now, it was harder to stand than it was to deal with the sweat.

Just as he tapped Ho-jae’s forearm to signal him to move, he heard Ho-jae’s voice, his face still buried in Jung-hyun’s shoulder.

“I’ll do well. From now on, always.”

…So please take today’s sex into consideration. The last part was a bit quieter, as if he lacked confidence. He thought Jung-hyun seemed to have enjoyed it, but he wasn’t entirely sure if he was truly satisfied.

Wrapped in his arms, Jung-hyun let out a small laugh. They say once you start thinking someone is cute, it’s over. That was absolutely true.

148 – Puck Drop