Taeju’s fingers, smeared stickily with moderately viscous love fluid, fumbled at the wrinkled entrance. Having already felt a dry climax once through the back, the entrance muscles stretched out flexibly.
“I really want to put it in here.”
Every time he pressed down hard on the entrance, the muscles rippled. It revealed its pupil slightly then contracted.
“N-no…! Haungh!”
Once again, his lower part stretched and the empty mucous membrane inside filled up heavily. At the feeling of the surrounding muscles of the entrance stretching thinly, Iseo’s folded waist heaved.
The second time was easier. Yeon Taeju naturally pointed at the congested area with his fingertip. The place where the residual heat of climax remained easily ignited.
The entrance pulled once more strongly. Before he knew it, three of Yeon Taeju’s fingers were pulling the entrance open.
“Uungh! Ah… aht!”
Saliva flowed from his open mouth. Iseo, supporting his toes at the head of the bed, drew in breath with difficulty. Each time, the open entrance gasped as if breathing the same way.
Taeju’s hand lifted upward. Just like that, he shook his arm. Every time he was pressed down and up, his perineum was strongly compressed and strength entered his legs. It even looked like Yeon Taeju’s hand was lifting up Iseo’s lower body.
“Heuaaa…! Heuh, nght, ngh!”
Yeon Taeju’s vicious mouth opened and he moistened his dry lips with a lick. Supporting his head with the crown of his head, Iseo flailed with both arms.
It was definitely a foreign sensation and pain. Iseo scratched Taeju’s back and shoulders wildly at the extreme stimulation that surpassed that.
Blue veins bulged on his arm shaking his lower part. His palms sloshed with love fluid that had flowed down from above.
“It stretches as much as you open it, at this point it should go in.”
Iseo shed streaming tears. The tear tracks disappeared into his hair along his temples.
“I-it won’t go in! Heungh!”
“Then I’ll have to put in one more to stretch it.”
Yeon Taeju, who had already put in three and was shaking them, even inserted his pinky finger. The entrance opened long horizontally to the point that a faint space formed vertically. Iseo was terrified at his own entrance that had stretched unbelievably.
Regardless of Iseo’s fear, his insides writhed. The tightness of the mucous membrane sucking in chewily tightened Taeju’s hand. His metacarpal bones barely caught on the entrance. In that state, Taeju struck his hand up and down again.
The prostatic fluid and love fluid that had flowed down splattered in all directions.
“Now, hyung? Does it seem like it’ll go in?”
Taeju placed his hand at Iseo’s head and pressed his lips to his chin. Hot heat lingered at the tip of his chin. Since he’d been striking down below rapidly, even now when not moving, it felt like pressing down on the mucous membrane in all directions.
At the trembling that didn’t stop, Iseo embraced Taeju’s chest with both arms. Taeju’s back touching his bare skin was soaked with sweat. His arms slid down smoothly.
“Haungh! No, I don’t want to! Uueuh!”
“As if you don’t want to, try asking me to do it gently like last time.”
Taeju interlocked their chests more deeply. His lips settled by Iseo’s ear.
“Hm? Then I’ll do it gently. It’s your first time with your asshole too, so ask me to do it gently.”
The lingering pleasure and pain spread between his groin as if sparks were flying. Iseo turned his head with difficulty to face Taeju.
His whole face was damp from the saliva and tears he’d shed. It wasn’t only his eyes that were red with congestion. His parting lips were bright red.
“G-gently, do it gently, it’s my first time there too…”
Taeju’s pupils, which had only been half revealed because of his eye-smile, gradually revealed themselves completely. He stared intently at Iseo.
“I thought you only knew how to be haughty, but you’re quite charming.”
The hand that had been shaking inside curved like a hook, scraping the swollen mucous membrane as it pulled out. At the dizzy feeling, strength entered his arms. Their touching chests stuck together wetly with bodily fluids.
His waist, which had been curled up like a ball until now, straightened. His waist tingled as if blocked blood was circulating. Before he could even feel relieved at finally being in a comfortable position, Taeju interlocked their lips deeply.
“Haa, uuuh…”
His thick tongue swept inside his mouth. It was a persistent kiss as if confirming the position of his teeth. When their tongues rubbed together, his waist naturally lifted.
Yeon Taeju’s face, concentrating on the kiss with his eyes closed, was melancholic. It was amazing. The fact that just by closing his eyes and not speaking, he transformed at once into a melancholic man, he who was disorderly and vulgar.
As he inwardly mocked his own light and unprincipled aesthetic standards, Taeju’s large hand grabbed Iseo’s thigh.
Even though it wasn’t a large movement, Iseo bounced his shoulders in surprise.
“I’ll do it gently. Like you begged.”
Who begged, he had neither the mental capacity nor energy to protest. The act of joining below while their chests and lips were pressed together felt more obscene than anything else.
The hot and hard penis rubbed against the entrance that hadn’t fully contracted yet. The sensation of the two hot skins touching was at the extreme of eroticism.
Taeju, who had been thrusting a few times as if testing, spread his buttocks as if to tear them apart with one hand. Iseo’s mouth opened wide suddenly. The thick glans rose up, pressing down on the muscles and mucous membranes in all directions.
While difficultly spreading and opening below, Taeju’s thick tongue rubbed stickily against the root of his tongue. A sensation at the complete opposite of the sweet kiss spread from below.
His eyes, wide open as if stabbed by a knife, frantically searched the air. There wasn’t even time to dare admire Yeon Taeju’s melancholic face. It hurt too much. That alone wasn’t enough.
“Uheok… heuuh…”
In an instant, he felt chills. His lower back became eerie. It felt like slicing his tender intestines with a heated knife. Cold sweat flowed like rain.
“Haa, hyung.”
Once again, his lower back shivered. Yeon Taeju’s voice clung to his skin like fine dust. The low voice with a cracked end seemed to be articulated only to excite his partner.
“It feels so good. The inside is hot and incredibly tight. Heuh…”
Iseo embraced Taeju’s nape more strongly. Cunning pleasure spread faintly between the pain. The ecstatically whispering voice was like an orgasm felt through the ears.
The protruding glans strongly pulled and spread the inside open. It was slow movement. Because of that, he felt even more vividly the mucous membrane sticking to the penis like a heated knife.
The inside of his wide-open thighs trembled smoothly. His legs were numb. No, his whole body was numb.
“Aheueu, heuuh…”
The penis squirming its way in was endless. It felt like his belly was swelling up tightly. His lower part opening uncomfortably was like a balloon on a needle’s point.
“It’ll burst, it feels like bursting…! St-stop!”
“Stop?”
“Heuuh, yes! Stop, putting it in… ahuungh, my belly, everything…”
“Try doing it again like earlier. Try begging again.”
The penis slowly pushing in rubbed over the congested mucous membrane. Instantly, lightning-like pleasure struck. Iseo urgently contracted his body. At the movement of his muscles tightening urgently, Taeju’s penis swelled even more threateningly.
“Shh, hyung. I’m holding back, so don’t fan the flames. You know I originally can’t hold back.”
“Tae, Taeju-ya… stop, nght!”
Taeju placed his hand at the head of the bed and pulled up his upper body. The movement digging inside stopped, but his penis still pressed down on the plumply swollen mucous membrane.
Without any leeway, Iseo also pulled up his chest to close the gap opening between them. It felt like if he fell away like this, he would hastily stir inside.
“Heuuh, no… right? You said you’d do it gently. Nght!”
A large drop of sweat ran down Taeju’s temple. He also couldn’t contain the roughly bursting moans. When Taeju placed both hands at the head of the bed, his weight shifted even more downward.
“Gently, how can I do it more gently than this? I haven’t even put it all in yet, haven’t even thrust.”
Every time he spoke through gritted teeth, Taeju’s abs tightened savagely. It was as he said. There was still a long way to go before it was all in.
The sight of the fierce penis digging into his asshole was truly violent. Sensational and grotesque in many ways.
“Are you done begging?”
“Heu, no… it’s my first time, you know. Th-the back. So.”
Iseo’s face turned red like a candle flame from the humiliating embarrassment and shame. Even his neck turned red as if dipped in red paint.
He seemed to have a fetish for the words “first time.” That’s why he’d deliberately said it was his first time.
As if his thoughts had gotten through, the penis that had been digging in with difficulty pulled back. At the feeling of it smoothly sweeping the inside of his intestines like a snake as it withdrew, he unconsciously tightened his lower part.
“Fuck, shit.”
Yeon Taeju, with blue veins bulging at his temples, let out a hollow laugh. That laugh was as crude as his roughly scraped voice.
Iseo, who had begged because he was told to beg, was cursed at thoroughly. For a moment, he even forgot the sensation of slowly withdrawing below.
“You’re whining so gently, are you trying to make me lose my mind?”
“Whaat?”
“Got it. When you’re whining like this, what kind of bastard would refuse?”
Iseo was more surprised by these words than by being cursed at thoroughly. Iseo’s large eyeballs rolled left and right as if they would make a rolling sound.
