The mattress sank in deeply. The speed and depth of the insertion driving downward from above reached its limit. Then Taeju’s lower back trembled clearly.
The buttock muscles tightened firmly and convulsed in spasms. Another mental pleasure bloomed from his own semen pouring over the soft, tender mucous membrane.
Taeju closed his eyes and leisurely enjoyed the pleasure right after ejaculation. The tightness of the inside firmly binding him was ecstatic.
He slowly repeated advancing and retreating, squeezing out the remaining semen. When he withdrew, he felt the semen flowing backward, and when he entered, he savored the stickiness of the bodily fluids flowing out between the entrance. Taeju enjoyed that lewd feeling while rotating his penis in circles.
In that moment, Iseo’s lower back leaped up. Taeju, who had been enjoying the afterglow alone, lifted his face as if twisting Iseo’s neck backward.
“Huuugh…! Haah! You… are you crazy?! Doing it like this…!”
Taeju pressed his lips down on Iseo’s lips. His face was covered in saliva and tears. Everything glistened and was red.
He rubbed his tongue caressingly and blew breath in playfully. Iseo’s eyes widened in surprise. The sensitive kiss was the kind of communion shared between lovers.
“Was I too rough?”
Taeju asked while tilting his head deeper. As soon as the words ended, he locked lips deeply again. Iseo’s hand gripped the bed sheet. Yeon Taeju’s hand came up on top of it and squeezed tightly.
“Hyung was so delicious that I lost my mind.”
Taeju spoke in an affectionate voice as if asking forgiveness for his violent sex. With flexibly curved eye corners and even an eye smile, bewitchingly at that.
The strength drained from Iseo’s body, which had been ready to get angry with everything he had. How does he know to act bewitching again when he’s about to get angry?
Despite inserting as if to destroy his entire body, the warmth of his lips was warm. The soothing voice was pleasant enough to crumble his anger.
He forcibly put strength into his weakened body and pushed Yeon Taeju away. He embraced him even more strongly.
“Haah, you… are you in your right mind? Everything below feels like it’s gonna fall off, so brutally…”
Every time he spoke, his belly skin trembled. The penis still digging into his insides flaunted its heavy presence.
The angry voice was all cracked and hoarse. No matter how fiercely he glared, Yeon Taeju had no intention of moving away or withdrawing the penis fully inserted inside.
“Sorry, hyung. I’m a bit brutish and trashy.”
Yeon Taeju’s right eye became small in a wink as if twitching again. He spouts such words so brazenly with such an innocent face.
Both the words to refute and the anger that had surged cooled down chillingly. In fact, what angered him most was himself for ejaculating several times from Yeon Taeju’s violent sex. But he couldn’t confront him about that either. Iseo bit his lower lip firmly and pressed Taeju’s ribs with his elbow.
“Pull out.”
“It hurts, hyung.”
“That’s why I’m saying pull out.”
“Want to do it one more time?”
Iseo recalled curses he’d barely used a few times in his life. He didn’t even know many curses. Iseo, who had lived a life far from profanity, heard countless vulgar words today and almost even said them himself.
“Pull out right now, since you can’t.”
“Really?”
Iseo grabbed and pulled Yeon Taeju’s hair at the back of his head with the strongest refusal he could manage. Yeon Taeju grimaced while backing away. Even while doing so, he laughed as if letting it slide with a chuckle.
“Fine. Grabbing hair is kind of not cool, isn’t it?”
“Think about what you did.”
“What I did? Putting my cock in your pussy?”
Iseo tightly closed his eyes and endured the feeling of the penis scraping the inner wall as it pulled out. It felt like his insides would fall out.
The bodily fluids flowing down endlessly had no end. Yeon Taeju’s semen flowed continuously through the below that wouldn’t close. The messy feeling was as uncomfortable and peculiar as the sex.
“Look at it squirming. How can I not get hard seeing this?”
Taeju’s large hand forcibly spread and opened his thighs. Iseo trembled in case he would insert again. At this rate, it seemed he wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow. He’d asked him to relieve his sexual desire, not to make it so he couldn’t walk.
“I won’t put it in.”
Taeju flipped Iseo’s body over like flipping his own palm. When his body flipped, there was a splashing water sound. The bed was soaked to the point of being unusable from how much had flowed down. Iseo squirmed, wanting to lie face down instead.
“Stay still. Let me jerk off.”
“What?”
Taeju, who had trapped him between his legs, leisurely started stroking his penis. Iseo looked up at him blankly.
With one hand propped by the bedside and the other masturbating his grotesque penis, watching him made him feel dizzy.
“Will you suck it?”
“What?”
Iseo asked back the same way with his eyes wide open like an idiot.
“I’m asking you to suck it. You said we can’t do it below.”
“You, I said I’d buy you, not for things like this…”
Iseo couldn’t properly continue his words, flustered, absurd, and even furious. Just as his fiercely raised eyes blinked, his lips also moved rapidly.
Even in those moments, Yeon Taeju’s penis like a club carelessly struck around his jaw area. Everywhere the penis rubbed, something squishy flowed.
“Ah, so only I provide service? Because hyung bought me with money?”
Because of the cockhead that came up over his lips, Iseo’s mouth closed tightly. Every time he tried to say something to the sarcastic words, it seemed like if he opened his mouth, the vicious penis would immediately gag his mouth like a bit.
“A male prostitute should just shut up and jerk off?”
Iseo clenched his fist tightly and trembled. He didn’t know Yeon Taeju’s personality was this shit-like. No, he seemed to vaguely know, but experiencing it in reality left him helpless.
“You’re pretty quick to know your place for making hyung angry.”
Isn’t that what I should be saying? Iseo, who kept his mouth tightly shut with only his eyes glaring, stared at Taeju with fierce eyes.
“Fine, if you don’t want to, I can’t help it. I can’t forcibly pry open hyung’s jaw and make you bite it.”
An empty laugh burst out. As if lingering regrets remained until the end, the vicious head mashed over his lips several times. Each time, Iseo glared at Taeju with bulging eyes.
“Then touching, can’t I do that either?”
He held back from opening his mouth. Thick pre-cum flowed down from the split part of the glans. At the same time, his lips were pressed down hard. He almost drank a mouthful of the dirty stuff when he opened his mouth.
Iseo only shook his head. When he guarded not only his lips but even his molars, his face became extremely desperate.
“You’re really expensive. Fuck, I should earn money too and buy hyung’s mouth hole.”
He wondered whether to say that just touching was okay, but he was glad he said he didn’t want it. Wondering where and how he would touch made him shiver. Looking at the fiercely erect penis and blazing eyes, it seemed he’d chew him alive.
Yeon Taeju smoothly pulled up his waist. Iseo roughly wiped off the bodily fluids on his mouth and jaw while following him with his eyes.
Taeju roughly tidied up his below with the sheet. Then he walked toward the bathroom inside.
“Not doing it?”
Iseo asked at the back of his head.
“Doing what?”
For a moment his words were blocked and he only blinked. Asking if he wasn’t masturbating felt like wanting to watch.
“Want to watch me jerk off?”
And Taeju, perhaps feeling that too, looked back at Iseo with a grin. His penis was still vicious. The body glistening with sweat was fully swollen and firmly textured.
“Forget it. What fun is there alone?”
Every time he moved his steps, his back muscles flexibly writhed and his buttock muscles attractively tightened and released. Iseo looked at him to his heart’s content in the moment Taeju wasn’t looking at him.
The steep angle of the broad, thick shoulder line and the butterfly-shaped back muscles, the thinly indented waistline and the thighs made of large masses.
He greedily licked his back view, when Taeju turned right around at the bathroom door. Iseo was startled and hurriedly lowered his gaze. Did he get caught looking?
“I’ll run the water, so let’s wash together.”
“What?”
He understood half a beat late and the question came out after he’d disappeared.
Iseo tried to escape. He didn’t seem to have bought aftercare service, but the supplier side was providing unwanted kindness. Excessive kindness.
Iseo, who had tried to escape to another room avoiding Taeju who entered the bathroom, gave up on fleeing with his body so weak it made him angry.
His pelvis tingled and his thighs throbbed. Pain was dizzying all over his body as if he’d been thoroughly beaten.
“Relax a bit. You’re so tense.”
Iseo, who failed to escape, was held in Taeju’s arms. When the two people entered, the bathtub water overflowed.
“With a person this close…”
How can I relax?
