When I repeatedly thrust my cock deep inside then stirred the spot where Jung Yoonseo felt it, I could feel Jung Yoonseo’s thighs bouncing out of control.
“Ah, haah, ah, ah. Stop. Stop…”
While rolling the protrusions on Jung Yoonseo’s chest with my tongue, I held his thighs in place with my hand and pulled my hips back again before pounding. Jung Yoonseo reached out and pushed my stomach away several times, but seeing how little strength was in it, it seemed I could go a bit more. If Jung Yoonseo really wanted to, pressing me down would be easy for him.
Though he kept pushing me away, I also wanted to stimulate Jung Yoonseo’s well-shaped cock, so I brought my hand down and strongly rubbed his tip with my thumb. A sharp moan immediately flowed from his mouth as he pushed my shoulder as if telling me to stop. Without letting go of the firm grip on his thigh, I moved my hand like masturbating simultaneously with my hip thrusts, strongly pressuring his shaft.
Jung Yoonseo stopped the intentionally weakened flailing meant to push me away and reached out to wrap his own stomach. It seemed like he was trying to suppress the pleasure surging from his insides. I stopped my hip thrusts briefly to watch that more, then resumed. Perhaps because I’d been holding back continuously since earlier, I felt like I’d come soon. Then I felt Jung Yoonseo’s inner walls tighten sharply. Without exaggeration, my vision went white before gradually gaining a sense of reality.
“Hah…”
I came inside Jung Yoonseo. Even after finishing ejaculation, my body curled up from pleasure from my toes to my waist due to the inner walls that were still tightening.
“Hyung, just a moment, ah…”
Perhaps because I’d just finished ejaculating, the stimulation was too much. My waist was trembling, and Jung Yoonseo also seemed to have ejaculated, pushing my stomach back with sticky hands.
I slowly pulled my body back. After completely pulling out my cock, I tied up the condom covered in cum and put it in the trash can outside the bed. Jung Yoonseo lay on the bed looking at me without any thought of closing his spread legs. I kissed Jung Yoonseo’s cheek and asked like a prisoner awaiting a death sentence.
“How was it?”
Jung Yoonseo looked at me with what seemed like a confused expression. Then he let out a long sigh and turned to face me.
“So this is how karma manifests itself…”
“Was it bad?”
“No. I just had some thoughts about the difference between cock and internal organs.”
Jung Yoonseo looked at me with a temporarily drained face, then soon wore a mischievous smile. Of the three condoms Jung Yoonseo had brought earlier, one was used on my finger and another was just tied up after ejaculating, so one remained. Jung Yoonseo fumbled around and picked up the condom.
“There’s one left.”
“Yes.”
Jung Yoonseo brought his other hand down and dug into his own hole. The sight was incredibly obscene, so I forgot what to say for a moment and stared blankly at Jung Yoonseo. After briefly furrowing his brow and then raising the corners of his mouth, Jung Yoonseo shrugged once and threw the condom to me.
“If we’re going to use them, we should use them all.”
“What?”
“Do it one more time before it closes up.”
Jung Yoonseo immediately tore open the condom and put it on my cock. Since the erection hadn’t completely subsided even after ejaculation, it stood up stiffly quickly. Jung Yoonseo stroked my cock with his hand a few times to make it fully erect, then pushed my shoulder to lay me down on the bed. After that, he climbed on top, grabbed my cock, and slowly sat down on it. Because of the position, the pressure Jung Yoonseo’s inner walls gave on my cock felt even stronger. My waist curled up involuntarily.
“Hah… ah.”
“Nngh… Ha, this position is harder though.”
Jung Yoonseo kissed me from a half-sitting position. As I felt Jung Yoonseo’s tongue ravaging the inside of my mouth, I suddenly trembled my thighs involuntarily at the completely full pressure. It seemed Jung Yoonseo had put it all the way in. With my waist curled from the seamless pressure, I breathed while gripping Jung Yoonseo’s thigh tightly, and Jung Yoonseo was also trembling finely with his waist bent sharply, seemingly quite strained.
I could feel Jung Yoonseo breathing heavily near my nape because of his reflexively bent waist. After barely enduring the excessive pressure, Jung Yoonseo straightened his waist, placed his hands on my stomach, and moved slowly.
“Hahngh, ngh, nngh, ah…”
Seeing my moans leak out helplessly, Jung Yoonseo said.
“Sounds good, ah…”
“Ha, aht. Ngh…”
“From below, ha… I said you’re pretty, right?”
At Jung Yoonseo’s words, I just nodded. The pleasure was too much to answer.
“Open your mouth.”
When I opened my mouth obediently, Jung Yoonseo seemed unsatisfied and pushed his thumb into my mouth to open it a bit more. With my mouth open, it was impossible to clench my teeth to hold back my moans. Since it seemed that was what Jung Yoonseo wanted in the first place, Jung Yoonseo put strength in his knees to raise his upper body, pulled my cock out halfway, then sat down again while watching me moan helplessly.
“Ha, aht, ahh…”
“Ngh. Ah… Good. Don’t, ngh, look away.”
I fixed my gaze on Jung Yoonseo at his demand. Satisfied with that, Jung Yoonseo put in a bit more force and speed, swallowing my cock all the way inside with difficulty. I couldn’t think of anything because of the pleasure that made my waist curl involuntarily.
“Hyung. Ngh… Faster.”
Even enduring the pleasure by clenching my fists was impossible. Moreover, given the position, the speed at which Jung Yoonseo thrust all the way inside once wasn’t that fast, so it felt like agonizing torture. When I whined, Jung Yoonseo seemed pleased and bounced his waist while kissing me, his hand still holding my mouth open and gripping my jaw.
Moans leaked out every time our lips parted during the kiss. I gripped Jung Yoonseo’s waist tightly and thrust my hips upward, pushing deeper inside. His well-sculpted brow furrowed mercilessly and groaning sounds came out because of the pressure.
“Ngh, ngh… Ngh.”
“Hyung. Please. Ah…”
“Ngh. Just a bit. Ah. Stop, stop!”
Jung Yoonseo rubbed his head against my shoulder and chest. I embraced Jung Yoonseo with trembling arms and thrust my cock inside firmly. While gripping Jung Yoonseo’s trembling thigh tightly with my hand, I licked his neck long with the mouth that had been held open earlier.
Jung Yoonseo, groaning as if unable to bear it, grabbed my shoulder and then moved on his own again. By that point, I wasn’t in my right mind either because of the pleasure, so I repeatedly embraced Jung Yoonseo, then grabbed his waist or thighs, then tore at the sheets again.
After the pleasure that felt like I’d lose my mind continued, I came inside Jung Yoonseo earlier than before. Realizing I was ejaculating, Jung Yoonseo bounced his waist slightly as if enjoying the afterglow, then slapped his own cock that was still standing stiffly, making sharp sounds.
“Haah… Does it feel good to come?”
“Hnngh. Hyung… Inside.”
“Inside what? To pull out? No. Huu… I’ll pull out when I come.”
After the languid voice, I felt the pressure of tightening around my cock, which had less volume than before, once more. Jung Yoonseo, who had clearly captured in both eyes the muscles of my stomach pulling taut from the intense pleasure, smiled satisfactorily while continuing to masturbate.
“Haah… Ngh. Hyun-a. Close your eyes. I’ll come on your face.”
As soon as I closed my trembling eyes, I felt hot liquid scatter across my face. Semen clumped around my eyes and flowed down along my nose and cheeks. A fishy scent hit me sharply, but strangely, it wasn’t unpleasant. When I barely opened one eye and looked up at Jung Yoonseo, he pulled up just one corner of his mouth and smiled pleasantly.
“Pretty.”
Jung Yoonseo, who had been admiring my face covered in clumped semen for a moment, slowly pulled my cock out from behind and pulled off the condom too, roughly twisted it shut, and threw it to the floor. He wiped the semen covering my entire face with his hand once, then swallowed my lips. I opened my mouth and received the kiss that rushed in instantly.
