This was what had changed most about Yeon Taeju. Now he didn’t collide bodies solely for intercourse. Their hands and legs touched meaninglessly, and kisses didn’t necessarily lead to foreplay. Iseo found this change most overwhelming.
“Yeah.”
“Let’s eat and go swimming.”
His voice sounded quite excited. As if that mood had transferred, Iseo felt excited too.
“I saw there are swimsuits in the workshop.”
He didn’t know when he’d rummaged through such things, but it didn’t matter. Rather, it was fortunate. Whoever bought them, the origin of the absurd swimsuits wasn’t important.
“Good.”
“Are you fully awake?”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s kiss once more and then get up.”
The slowly meeting lips were sweet. Even before their lips touched, Iseo made sounds in his throat, and when their lips met, he panted heavily.
Taeju’s tongue groped inside his mouth. Iseo groped Taeju’s tongue. He felt like Taeju was his. Iseo was surprised at himself for thinking that. To think Yeon Taeju felt like his. In an instant, thought and reason crumbled and only excitement and anticipation filled him.
He was at the point where he had to deliberately think negative thoughts. That it was all acting and Yeon Taeju was just moving for money.
“Haa, sweet. I don’t want to separate.”
Yeon Taeju whispered at his lips in a sticky voice. Rather, he was the sweet one. From his voice to his scent, skin, and even the mucous membranes in his mouth—everything was sweet. He’d never had such intense skinship with anyone in his entire life. He didn’t know it could be so thrillingly overwhelming. Iseo wrapped his arms around Taeju’s nape and pulled him in.
“Do it more.”
Taeju’s eyes folded so softly it seemed they’d make a rustling sound.
“How far?”
Taeju’s rough hand swept down his bare lower back and grabbed a handful of his buttocks. Iseo’s shoulders trembled at the flesh being pulled as if twisted.
“Hm? How much?”
The other hand rubbed down his spine in circles. The fingers that had been stroking his tailbone traced the parted cleft of his buttocks. Iseo’s eyes closed automatically. A lewd energy heated his entire body helplessly.
“As much as you want to do.”
Fingertips rubbed against the place that had been repeatedly entered and exited last night. Iseo felt the muscles of his perineum trembling finely. Because of the fingers that teased as if they’d enter at any moment, strength entered his arms.
“To say such a thing so fearlessly?”
Taeju buried his face in Iseo’s nape and sucked at the flesh. When it had turned sufficiently red with congestion, he chewed it thoroughly. When teeth marks formed, he rubbed it with his tongue.
“If I do everything I want, hyung’s hole won’t close anymore.”
The voice that existed between distant lust and soft sweetness tickled somewhere inside his organs. At least Yeon Taeju’s desire for him must be real. That fanned even greater excitement in Iseo.
“Is it okay if it won’t close? So I can put it in anytime.”
Taeju’s hands grabbed each buttock and pulled them apart with all his might. Through the gap torn open, the pupil of his perineum dilated.
“Like this. Completely stretched out.”
The entrance still wet with moisture made squelching sounds as it stuck together and separated. Iseo shook his head. He rolled the buttock flesh that Taeju gripped hard enough to tear. Each time, the space between his buttocks paled and gaped open.
“Hng, no. It hurts…”
“What should I do? If you don’t like me doing as I please, you have to tell me what to do.”
“Put it in, there.”
“Here? In hyung’s asshole?”
“Ah, yeah… Ngh…!”
Three fingers burrowed inside just like that. Iseo bit his teeth slightly at the foreign sensation filling his insides. The movement of Taeju’s long fingers was clear. At the fingertips that found and rubbed above his prostate, his bottom was already starting to get wet with prostatic fluid.
“I think even my back hole is getting wet now. It’s really slippery inside.”
Iseo pressed close against Taeju’s nape and moved his hips. The sensation of being pressed and spread inside stimulated him with a dull, hazy pleasure.
Iseo rubbed his face against Taeju’s body as if grinding it down. With his ass raised high, he repeatedly moved in and out so deeply that the knuckles of his hand hit the entrance.
“Heu, uu….”
“At first you said even one finger was hard, but now fingers aren’t enough, are they?”
“Heu, d-don’t say things like that….”
Taeju laughed briefly. As his body shook slightly with laughter, Iseo’s body swayed along with it. Iseo wrapped both arms around his neck and buried his face, whining.
“Why? Are you embarrassed? Are you embarrassed that your asshole’s been trained?”
Each time Taeju’s fingers pressed and stimulated inside, Iseo’s body jolted upward. Iseo trembled with his whole body flushed red. Embarrassment and excitement stimulated him simultaneously.
No matter how affectionate Yeon Taeju became, his way of speaking never changed. But he’d become too conditioned to it now to complain about it. Everything he did to belittle, reproach, and shame him had all been converted into excitement and desire. Even now, as he pointed out his shameful parts in that deep voice, the inside clenched tight.
“This hole is shaped like my dick now. It’ll be loose when other bastards come.”
Inside, all fingers except the thumb had entered. Taeju moved his arm as if thrusting a pestle. Each time nearly half his hand entered up to the part caught on his thumb, Iseo trembled all over like someone being whipped.
“Haeu…! Aa!”
“Got it? Don’t go throwing your body around carelessly. It’s mine.”
Taeju whispered in his ear with a slightly hoarse voice. Love juices trickled down along the inside of his thighs. It felt like he was about to cum. As the restraint he spoke of combined with the pleasure ravaging him below, his mind plummeted helplessly.
“Heu, uu! I’m, I’m gonna cum… Pull out! Haeuuk!”
Iseo’s legs stiffened and his back clenched. Semen poured out in streams over Taeju’s lower abdomen.
Even while cumming, Iseo trembled at the sensation of being violently dug out inside. His thigh muscles split lengthwise and shook tremulously.
“Heu, au….”
“That was quick today.”
Taeju bent his fingers and pulled them out, scraping all the mucous membranes inside. Each time, Iseo clenched his buttocks and tightened the entrance due to the lingering climax.
“Later, let’s try blocking this.”
“What? Haeuut, n-no…!”
Taeju gestured at his genitals and sucked Iseo’s chest. He inhaled strongly and pressed down on the nipple with his tongue. Even as Iseo shuddered at the memory of last time when they’d tied up his genitals with string, his pronunciation completely fell apart as his chest was sucked.
“Not tying it. Inside here. Fuck, I think I’ll cum just thinking about it.”
Even as he spoke, Taeju seemed excited, grinding against him with his genitals between Iseo’s groin. While gnawing on his chest flesh with his wide-open mouth, his hand rubbed Iseo’s genitals. As he caught the glans between his index and middle fingers and subtly rubbed the urethral opening with his thumb, a tingling sensation filled him like electricity flowing through.
“You’ll probably lose your mind from pleasure the moment I put it in.”
As his urethral opening was rubbed right after cumming, Iseo kept unconsciously clenching below. The genitals pressed under the pussy flesh were excessively hot. At the same time, saliva pooled in his mouth. Iseo unknowingly swayed his hips back and forth as if in heat.
“Then I’ll be the first in all of hyung’s holes.”
Taeju, who had bitten his chest with all his might, grinned, tearing his lips apart. Iseo raised his waist and trembled greatly at the dizzy pain.
Taeju seemed genuinely delighted. He smiled as if satisfied at being the first and rubbed the urethral opening.
His head was hazy as if he’d gulped down a hallucinogen. His body was soaked in lethargy from the aftermath of orgasm. Iseo lowered his eyes and pushed his chest even closer to Taeju’s face.
“Haa, more, suck more.”
“What about below? Should I fuck your piss hole too?”
Eyes filled with excitement and anticipation persistently watched Iseo. To Iseo, those eyes seemed to scratch him hotly like rushing sparks. If Yeon Taeju looked at him like that, there really wasn’t anything he couldn’t do.
If he burned hot with excitement and anticipation as if only he existed in the world, he’d want to do it voluntarily.
“Haa, yes, do it…! Ah! Put it in!”
Taeju hurriedly pulled Iseo’s nape and kissed him. Iseo sucked his lips urgently like a desperate person. In an instant, his buttocks were lifted and the genitals slowly inserted.
Iseo stiffened. The sensation of his skin splitting still gave him chills. The dense wrinkles at the entrance were pulled taut as if they’d tear while simultaneously being sucked inward as it entered. The rectal entrance rapidly convulsed due to the massive genitals entering and exiting.
The hard genitals and wet mucous membranes attached perfectly without room for a single hair to slip between. In that state, Taeju moved. The mucous membranes were scraped and pulled, and the tingling ticklishness slowly spread from inside. Iseo had been waiting for this sensation. Heated breaths and abundant saliva flowed from his open mouth.
“Heaa, do it, Yeon Taeju.”
