#79

Jung-hyun looked up at Ho-jae’s face in silence for a moment.

If it had been anyone else, being asked every little thing would have been annoying, but because it was him, it felt as though he was being cherished, which didn’t feel bad.

As Jung-hyun nodded, Ho-jae’s face approached, tilting slightly. Their tongues intertwined, and just as things were heating up, Jung-hyun felt something hard touch the entrance.

Jung-hyun wrapped his legs around his waist. Shin Ho-jae held his breath and pushed his pelvis in. A small crease formed between Jung-hyun’s brows.

“Ngh…”

The thick, long shaft opened his insides and entered much more easily than before. He felt his organs being pushed aside and the narrow inner walls stretching to fit the shape of his penis.

Without stopping the kiss, Shin Ho-jae very slowly inserted his penis all the way to the root. When Jung-hyun draped his arms over his shoulders, Shin Ho-jae pulled his lips away and began to thrust his pelvis upward bit by bit.

Perhaps because the position had changed from before, Jung-hyun frowned at the new sense of pressure and foreignness each time the penis entered.

Panting, Jung-hyun tried his best to focus on something else. Then, suddenly, something flashed before his eyes.

“Ah! Ah-euk…?”

“Haa, ha.”

It was when Jung-hyun opened his eyes, his mouth half-open in surprise. Ho-jae had slammed his lower body deep inside and then pulled out until only the glans was barely clinging to the entrance.

“Ah…!”

Jung-hyun grabbed Ho-jae’s shoulders with urgent hands. Even while focused on the thrusting, Ho-jae sent a look asking what was wrong.

“Haa, ha. I like it there.”

“What? Haa, where?”

Ho-jae’s cock pierced deep into the inner walls again. And then it slid out slowly.

“The feeling… when you pull out. Ah, aaah…!”

Jung-hyun’s vision blurred white again. Before he knew it, the legs that had been wrapped around Ho-jae’s waist lost their strength and were trembling. His waist shook involuntarily from a pleasure completely different from what he had felt until now.

“Like this?”

Understanding what he meant, Ho-jae repeated the motion—slamming in hard and pulling out slowly. Every time the large head of the glans scraped past the entrance, Jung-hyun let out a piercing scream. Jung-hyun arched his back and tossed his head.

“Ah, ah…”

“Haa, I think it’s here…”

Ho-jae began to thrust deeply against a protruding spot inside Jung-hyun’s inner wall with his thick glans. Jung-hyun spread his legs wide and his thighs trembled. Sobbing sounds leaked uncontrollably from his mouth.

An impulse to throw himself toward climax enveloped his entire body. Panting, Jung-hyun grabbed and shook his own penis. His penis throbbed and surged in his hand. Simultaneously, he felt his inner walls grip and tighten around Shin Ho-jae’s cock.

“Ah, haa, ah, ah…”

“Haa, fuck.”

Letting out a low curse, Shin Ho-jae drove deep inside him. Then, with the momentum of a raging storm, he began to thrust violently. Every time his body jolted up and down, the neatly laid towel became haphazardly crumpled.

“CEO, you’re… so erotic.”

“Ah, ah, aaah…!”

Jung-hyun squeezed his eyes shut. The penis he had been shaking spurted out cloudy fluid. The speed of Shin Ho-jae’s thrusting slowed down.

“Haa… your inside trembles so much when you ejaculate.”

“Heu, eut… hik.”

“Ah, I can’t hold back.”

Ho-jae, who had been moving slowly, suddenly accelerated again. His body, which had been immersed in the afterglow of ejaculation, was rapidly heated up again without any preparation.

Thump, thump, thump.

The sound of wet skin colliding and breathless moans filled the bedroom. Their naked bodies, stripped of every shred of clothing, glistened with sweat as if they had engaged in intense exercise.

“Haa, ha. Did you… spray that pheromone perfume?”

“Ah, ah, wait, ah!”

“It smells good…”

Once the body remembered the pleasure, it opened itself up on its own. It felt as if Shin Ho-jae’s cock had pierced into a place so deep it had never reached before.

He felt a severe dizziness, and even though he was lying on his back, it felt as if his body was being sucked somewhere. Soon, he felt a hot liquid pouring inside him.

* * *

Jung-hyun, who had fallen fast asleep, suddenly woke up because he felt a dull ache. Moreover, a terrible thirst followed.

“Mm…”

His throat stung as if it had become a parched desert. He tried to blink, but it wasn’t easy to lift his eyelids, as if his eyelashes were stuck together.

When he finally managed to open his eyes, he saw his familiar bedroom. The neatly laid towel and robe were crumpled in a mess on the floor.

He felt warmth behind him. Turning his head slightly, he saw the face of Shin Ho-jae, who had fallen asleep while hugging him from behind. Seeing his face breathing softly in a deep sleep, looking young unlike when they were having sex, made Jung-hyun smile.

When did I fall asleep…?

He had stepped out of bed to get water, but because Shin Ho-jae clung to him like a magnet, they had done it standing up in the kitchen.

And then he thought he had come back up with the water. Did they try one more time before falling asleep? They truly fucked like dogs in heat. Could there be a more accurate expression?

Originally, Jung-hyun wasn’t the passive type during sex. Furthermore, now that he knew he could feel pleasure from behind, Jung-hyun, having no more reservations, approached sex more actively, and Shin Ho-jae lunged at him without tiring.

Until Jung-hyun was completely exhausted and couldn’t move a muscle. He was fairly confident in his stamina, but was it because the other was an athlete? Even so, they were both human; he wondered if it was possible for there to be such a difference in stamina.

His whole body was sticky from how much he had sweated. He wanted to wash.

Jung-hyun lifted the arm crossing his chest and tried to raise his body. Or rather, he tried to.

They were still connected below.

When he arched his back to pull away, this time it felt as if his rear was going to tear. Jung-hyun let out a weak moan and frowned.

It seemed the inside had completely dried up. Jung-hyun moved his hips slightly.

He judged that creating frictional heat would melt the semen or gel inside and make it slide, but strangely, the pain grew worse.

It felt as if something the size of a baby’s fist was stuck in his rear…

To avoid waking Shin Ho-jae, Jung-hyun struggled alone, moving his hips. Then, Shin Ho-jae’s hand, which had been hugging him from behind, began to grope his side.

“Haa, Ho-jae?”

His hand wandered up his ribs. His fingers, stroking his chest as if searching for something, accurately found the small nub and caressed it as if twisting it.

“Ah…”

Having been overworked all night, it was a place where sexual sensation bloomed at the slightest touch. A wet moan escaped Jung-hyun’s lips.

He felt his own penis half-stiffen. Simultaneously, Shin Ho-jae’s cock inside him swelled further. The pressure was so intense it felt as if his breath was being cut off.

“Haa… Ho-jae, are you awake?”

“Mm…”

Without answering, Shin Ho-jae shifted his lower body and toyed with the nipple with his fingertips. It was a small thrust, but it felt as if his member had grown even larger in the meantime, shaking Jung-hyun’s entire pelvis.

Jung-hyun panted softly, enduring the pain. He didn’t know if it was because he had just woken up or if there was another reason, but it was certain that the pain was extraordinary. Just then, he felt a damp sensation on the nape of his neck.

Shin Ho-jae had licked the nape of his neck with his tongue. His hand was still toying with the nipple. A shiver ran down his spine, and his neck tingled.

“Hu, uu…”

Though his rear hurt, sexual pleasure steadily bloomed where Shin Ho-jae was touching and licking. Shin Ho-jae pressed his body closer and began to bite the nape of his neck.

“Haa… smells, good…”

Jung-hyun’s face flushed slightly. Right before sex, after coming out of the shower, he had sprayed something other than his usual perfume. It wasn’t the Alpha pheromone perfume he usually wore, but an Omega pheromone perfume.

He had sprayed it thinking that if he used an Alpha’s scent, Ho-jae, being an Alpha himself, might find it unpleasant. Still, an Omega pheromone perfume.

A sense of self-loathing followed for doing something so embarrassing, but since he had been told several times during the act that he smelled good, he honestly didn’t feel bad about it.

At that moment, Shin Ho-jae’s hand, which had been groping Jung-hyun’s side, pressed firmly on a spot on his lower abdomen.

“Eut…”

Jung-hyun frowned. Without giving him a moment to catch his panting breath, the thrusting began. Squelch, squelch. The melted gel and skin mashed together, making lewd sounds.

Jung-hyun could only rock back and forth, held by the chest and lower abdomen. His vision flashed and returned repeatedly.

“Ah, hak, wait… Ho-jae, Shin Ho…”

The words “it hurts” were swallowed by the lips that covered his mouth. It was difficult and painful, but the kiss alone was sweet. Jung-hyun panted and mingled their tongues. Focusing on the kiss seemed to lessen the pain slightly.

To think he was using the advice to distract himself with a kiss during the first insertion so soon. He didn’t know whether to praise himself for learning quickly through his body or what.

“Haa, CEO…”

With a smacking sound, Shin Ho-jae pulled his lips away. Now fully awake, his touch in twisting the nipple became bolder.

“I love it so much. Your inside… feels so good…”

Then, as if gouging the inside, he slammed his hips upward. Pain and pleasure mingled, and tears kept flowing.

“Ah, ha, Ho-jae.”

“Touch here.”

Shin Ho-jae placed Jung-hyun’s hand on his lower abdomen. Jung-hyun blinked, not knowing what was what. Then, Shin Ho-jae slammed his cock in all the way to the root. An extraordinary pressure followed. As he held his breath and panted, Shin Ho-jae spoke once more.

“Can you feel my cock moving inside?”

“Haa, ah…”

Only then did he feel something bulging against his palm on his lower abdomen. As if telling him to feel it again, Shin Ho-jae pulled his lower body back and then slammed in again—thump! He felt the volume bulge again. It felt as if the glans was about to pierce through the thin skin of his belly and pop out.

“Wait, it’s strange, stop…”

“I’m inside you, CEO…”

As if he couldn’t hear, Shin Ho-jae intertwined his fingers with Jung-hyun’s and then urgently dug into the inner walls.

At that moment, he felt a viscous liquid flowing down along the winding organs from deep within his inner walls. At the unfamiliar sensation, he unconsciously tightened his rear. Shin Ho-jae let out a low moan.

“Your inside is so wet. Haa.”

“Eut…”

“It’s almost like… water is coming out…”

80 – Puck Drop