Afterward, he brought his face to Park Hae-jun’s beautiful testicles and genitals. Park Hae-jun’s pubic hair was moist, and his genitals were warm. Getting closer, he smelled a fresh scent. Lee A-gon buried his nose in Park Hae-jun’s pubic hair, deeply inhaled the scent, and then licked it with his tongue. He also put a lot in his mouth and chewed it.
Park Hae-jun showed no reaction. He wasn’t unconscious. His eyes were open, and their gazes met, but that was all. Park Hae-jun seemed completely exhausted.
After spitting out the pubic hair, Lee A-gon took Park hae-jun’s genitals into his mouth. After sucking a few times, more semen came out with a twitch. He quickly put it deep into his throat and sucked firmly. Unfortunately, there was too little. Lee A-gon continued to suck on Park Hae-jun’s genitals. He sucked with all his might, like pumping a dry well without rest.
“Ah,” Park Hae-jun made a groaning sound and moved his hand. His spread legs squeezed Lee A-gon with very weak strength.
Happy at that sensation, Lee A-gon sucked the genitals more enthusiastically.
Then, with a twitch, water gushed out. Lee A-gon quickly swallowed it. Twitch, twitch, the warm water that came out like spurts from a broken faucet soon stopped. Lee A-gon held the base of the genitals and bowed his head deeply.
The penis went past the back of his hyoid bone. Attaching his tongue to the shaft like suction, he sucked hard, and that water came out again. As he gulped down the water, his pupils trembled and rolled upward. Lee A-gon, not even aware that he was showing the whites of his eyes, sucked on Park Hae-jun’s genital fluid in a state of ecstasy.
“Ugh.”
Park Hae-jun twisted his mouth. The sight of Lee A-gon hanging between his thighs was grotesque. The pupils visible under his half-open eyelids showed only whites. With his white eyes exposed, making gulping sounds, struggling to extract more fluid from his penis, Lee A-gon looked like someone who had gone mad from loving male genitals too much.
He wanted to stop but couldn’t resist. His stomach, containing the semen Lee A-gon had ejaculated, was still in a subtle climax. Park Hae-jun couldn’t resist Lee A-gon’s fingers, his penis, or even the semen he had ejaculated.
“Stop it already.”
All he could do was plead weakly. His overused genitals hurt. Releasing water also had as much pleasure as ejaculating. Park Hae-jun had been reaching climax almost without rest since the moment Lee A-gon inserted his finger. He was short of breath and dizzy. He had never imagined such pleasure could exist.
Finally, Lee A-gon spat out Park Hae-jun’s genitals with a popping sound like opening a vacuum bottle. Still unsatisfied, he kept just the glans in his mouth and tickled the urethral opening with the tip of his tongue. Park Hae-jun groaned and curled his toes wildly.
“Hyung, remember. This is only between you and me.”Lee A-gon climbed on top of Park Hae-jun’s body. “Remember. Just the two of us. No one else. Got it?”
“…What are you saying…”
“You must promise. You must remember.”
Dizzy, Park Hae-jun closed his eyes. He didn’t understand what Lee A-gon was saying. All he knew, all he could comprehend, was only the thick snake-like male genitals crawling between his legs.
“Stop it.”
Park Hae-jun covered between his thighs with a weak hand. It was an attempt to block his hole so he couldn’t enter.
Seeing this, Lee A-gon smiled. ‘Hyung was too cute.’
He looked at Park Hae-jun like a child who mistakenly thinks no one can find him if he just hides his head, and feeling that gaze, Park Hae-jun felt somewhat angry. That cute and seemingly pitying gaze. That was the gaze he used to give Lee A-gon. That kind of gaze he used to give to Lee A-gon, who was so pitiful it made him feel sorry.
“Ah!”
Lee A-gon brushed away Park Hae-jun’s hand too easily. Park Hae-jun trembled at his fingertips. It took no more effort than lifting a sheet of paper to end his resistance. That hurt his pride.
‘I’m the hyung, and he’s Lee A-gon, much younger and a sickly child. Lee A-gon still can’t speak properly. To be pinned down by such a person, spreading my legs so easily and showing my hole.’
“Hyung, do you dislike me?”
At that moment, Lee A-gon penetrated Park Hae-jun’s vulnerability with uncanny precision. He rubbed his cheek against Park Hae-jun’s chest with a miserable face.
“Do you dislike me? Do you hate me?”
“…”
“…A lot?”
The absence of an answer itself meant yes. Park Hae-jun looked at Lee A-gon reproachfully, then turned his head away.
“Should I die?” Lee A-gon asked in a dejected voice, “Should I… should I die now? Should I use a knife or… hang myself?”
“What are you saying?”
Though he wanted to ignore it, he couldn’t as the talk of dying continued. Park Hae-jun used his slightly trembling arms to raise his upper body a bit.
Lee A-gon looked down with a sad face. “I can’t… live without you, hyung. But if you hate me. There’s no reason… for me to live.”
“…”
“Hyung, I’m sorry. But I won’t… beg for forgiveness. I’m going to do it to you… again. I’ll keep… keep doing it.”
“Hey.”
He was flabbergasted. Instead of begging that he’d never do it again, he’s declaring he’ll continue to do it?
“Hyung, for me. My head hurts. It hurt so… so much. Sometimes I couldn’t even… breathe. But when I’m like this with you… it doesn’t hurt. I feel like I can live.”
This was the first time he had heard this. Lee A-gon had never said he was in such pain.
“Please save me, hyung.” Lee A-gon buried his head in Park Hae-jun’s chest and whispered in an anguished voice, “But, if you dislike me, please let me… die now. Rather than being hated by you… I’d rather die. It’s better… to die.”
A tear fell onto his chest. Park Hae-jun felt his heart soften slightly. He didn’t know he was in so much pain.
“Is that why you did drugs too?”
Lee A-gon nodded. “Yes. That’s right. Unless I did… that, I wanted to die… thought it would be better to die. But since you don’t like it… I won’t do it anymore.”
“Hey, you should have at least told me.”
Park Hae-jun trailed off. Until recently, Lee A-gon couldn’t speak. He had no way to tell him.
“Hyung.”
Lee A-gon tilted his head slightly and licked Park Hae-jun’s nipple with his tongue. Park Hae-jun’s upper body jerked greatly. Though he tried to pretend it was nothing, when Lee A-gon licked the nipple once more, his jaw tilted backward and a low moan escaped.
“Hyung… do you really dislike it?”
A hand that had somehow moved downward touched Park Hae-jun’s hole. As he pressed his finger against it, strength drained from Park Hae-jun’s limbs again. The finger entered inside so smoothly. His legs spread wide without resistance.
‘Damn, it’s not like fingerprint recognition.’
Park Hae-jun cursed his body. Just touching a finger and immediately his legs spread and his hole opened. It was so easy it was ridiculous. Even a fingerprint lock would take longer to open than this.
“Lee A-gon, huyk!”
Lee A-gon spread his tongue to press widely on Park Hae-jun’s nipple, then took it into his mouth and sucked it with small movements. As soon as he slightly held and pulled the nipple and areola, Park Hae-jun’s genitals stood erect and dripped fluid.
Seeing this, Lee A-gon smiled softly. The fingers that had entered were already four again. Park Hae-jun tightly squeezed his hole and trembled. Pitiful moans kept escaping from his mouth.
Did he dislike it? He was dying from pleasure. It was so good he could literally die. Damn, he had to bite his lips hard. Otherwise, he would surely beg Lee A-gon to insert four more fingers.
The tongue teasing his nipple, four fingers in his hole. And as if that wasn’t enough, he flexed his hole with the desire for more fingers to enter. This didn’t seem like reality. It was like a nightmare. But it was too sweet to be a nightmare.
Lee A-gon withdrew his fingers and pressed his genitals against the spot. The entrance bulged and took in the glans. As the glans smoothly pierced through the flesh and entered, Park Hae-jun unconsciously cried “unng.” His fingers curled into awkward fist shapes. Park Hae-jun clumsily pounded Lee A-gon’s chest with those fists while moaning “unng” again, and seeing this, Lee A-gon swallowed.
“So pretty.”
“So lovely.”
“I love you.”
“My darling.”
“My boyfriend.”
With each thrust of Lee A-gon’s hips, a stream of fluid leaked from Park Hae-jun’s genitals. Everything below his stomach was wet. The fluid he released soaked the bed like he had urinated.
When Park Hae-jun was too weak to raise his legs, Lee A-gon brought a cushion and placed it under his waist.
Feeling the frilly lace against his back, Park Hae-jun thought, ‘Ah, this. It’s the cushion I brought.’
He had placed the most romantic and pretty item for Lee A-gon, who might be having his first experience. He had prepared it to support Lee A-gon’s waist so he could spread his legs well.
That cushion was now supporting his own waist. He almost laughed at the irony, but then screamed in pleasure from Lee A-gon’s touch on his nipple.
Pressing down on both of Park Hae-jun’s hollows of the knees, which were now higher thanks to the cushion, Lee A-gon smiled brightly. His eyes were so black and shining, it was as if an evil demon was smiling between his legs.
“Lee A-gon-ah, th-this time, after we finish, you’ll stop, right?” Park Hae-jun asked, trembling.
Lee A-gon thought deeply, then nodded. “Yes, if you’re satisfied… I’ll stop.”
“No, I don’t mean stop when I’m satisfied…” Park Hae-jun couldn’t finish.
Lee A-gon thrust his hips again. The pretty pink genitals stood erect and burrowed into the hole that was gently opened and floating in the air. At that grotesque sight, Park Hae-jun closed his eyes and bit his teeth.
“Look. It’s hard again.” Lee A-gon whispered. “Hyung, you’re still not satisfied…”
The hip movements resumed. Lee A-gon shook his body while overlapping his upper body with Park Hae-jun’s. When Park Hae-jun, out of frustration, tightened his inner stomach to squeeze the cock head, ridiculously, fluid leaked from his own genitals.
He couldn’t do anything. If he applied strength, his genitals would release fluid, and if he stayed still, Lee A-gon’s glans would hit inside his stomach. Eventually, Park Hae-jun twisted his waist and tilted his neck backward, crying “unng,” and unfolding his clenched fists to wrap his arms around Lee A-gon’s neck.