“Haha, annoyed? But why are you speaking informally?”
“Ssiee… Pull it out! Quickly!”
“What?”
“Ung, heueuk! Your hand! This hand right now!”
Seongyeom groped between his buttocks and grabbed Siwon’s hand. As strength entered his stomach, the inner walls contracted along with it and wrapped tightly around the finger. In that recoil, the fingertip poked a certain spot.
“Aheuk!”
At that moment, Seongyeom’s half-erect penis stood stiffly erect again.
“Here?”
“Heuah!”
When he pressed the same spot again, his thighs trembled as if convulsing.
Found it.
Instead of pulling out his finger as Seongyeom wished, Siwon grabbed his uninjured ankle and hooked it over his shoulder.
“If you… put that in, I’ll really die….”
“Nonsense.”
“Really, I’ll really die! Ah, no!”
He’d been patient enough. Siwon aligned his bluish vein-bulging member against Seongyeom’s hole. He could finally touch and feel what had been flickering before his eyes all along. He couldn’t hear anything anymore.
He slowly inserted while putting weight on Seongyeom’s body. Unlike how it seemed to be softly loosened, the hole became more rigidly stiff the more he gradually inserted. Siwon placed his hand beside Seongyeom’s head.
“Heuak!”
Even when he thrust his hips up, the result was the same. Seongyeom bit down hard on his teeth to hold back the moans bursting out from the pressure.
His waist felt like it would break and his shoulder blade also ached.
“Heavy…!”
Seongyeom groaned and tried to change positions, but he couldn’t budge. Above him, Siwon was crushing his entire body, and below, attempts to penetrate him continued. It was absolutely awful.
“It’s okay.”
“No, no! It’s not okay, eueuk!”
“Try to relax.”
He’s really no different from a devil. While whispering sweetly, he stabbed below without giving any gap. Feeling wronged by such a Siwon, Seongyeom flailed his limbs in resistance.
“Won’t you stay still?”
“Ak!”
The hand that slapped his buttock up was relentless. The buttocks contracted strongly from the pain, then released as if convulsing, wriggling and drawing Siwon’s monstrous penis inward.
“Eueuk.”
Water flowed down to his thighs from the continued friction. Siwon didn’t miss that gap and moved his hips to thrust once more.
“No, no. Don’t. Uuk!”
“…Tsk.”
Even with the second hip thrust, the tightly closed hole showed no sign of opening smoothly. While Siwon twisted his upper lip in displeasure, Seongyeom kept fidgeting in agony and resentment.
It hurts! This isn’t sex, it’s wrestling! Or is it war? Look at that weapon-like cock size! So dying from sex wasn’t just an empty saying… to die while holding something like that…!
“Auuk! Ah!”
Suddenly he felt something moving awkwardly from below. Pleasure my ass—the unpleasant foreign sensation and pain as if his abdomen was tearing were greater. Seongyeom anxiously groped his buttocks with one hand.
“Ah, no…. I don’t think this is it! Uuk!”
“Shut up and relax. What can I do with just the cockhead inserted?”
“D-don’t move! I really feel like I’m dying…! Heuak!”
“Fuck….”
Siwon himself didn’t know the reason. Even though it was his first time joining bodies with a male, his body moved without hesitation as if it knew the way. It wasn’t a motion designed by his head. This was the result of vulgar knowledge picked up from the gutter-like bottom.
The crude jokes shared with giggles at drinking tables. Trash-like stories he’d dismissed as not even worth hearing—about which spots to press to make someone writhe when fucking with a man, how to roll them to turn screams into moans of pleasure—were now vividly coming alive at Siwon’s fingertips in this very moment.
Who knew the words I brushed off as pathetic along with cigarette ash back then were meant for violating Lee Seongyeom on this bed.
Siwon was seized by a peculiar sense of conquest as he felt Seongyeom’s waist bend and suppressed moans burst out high from just one touch of his hand.
“……Ha. This is exactly like those vulgar bastards….”
A self-deprecating sigh flowed down onto Seongyeom’s stomach. While slowly stroking Seongyeom’s waist that seemed like it would fit entirely in one hand, Siwon thrust his hips up once more. Seongyeom trembled, unable to even swallow the saliva flowing from his lips.
“Ah, uuk…! I, I feel like I’m dying…. Please gently….”
Seongyeom said urgently at the rushing pressure. Siwon’s lips that had faintly risen stopped abruptly.
“Why do you keep saying you’re dying?”
“Aheu, what…?”
Seongyeom opened his eyes at the strangely sunken atmosphere and examined Siwon’s expression. He seemed angry as if about to strangle him at any moment, but somehow also looked sad. At the unfamiliar sight of Siwon, Seongyeom forgot the pain and watched his mood.
“Don’t ever say that again. Understand?”
“……”
“Answer.”
“Auuk! …Y-yes, yes! I got it!”
When he forcefully pistoned while demanding an answer, Seongyeom hastily answered while clutching the sheets at the feeling of his stomach twisting.
“If it won’t go in even with force, what should I do?”
“Euah!”
Siwon pulled Seongyeom’s waist all the way and fiddled with his flat stomach.
“Ak! Don’t press!”
The area near his bladder tingled and immediately the urge to excrete came. Seongyeom, who was restless thinking he might accidentally relieve himself, covered his mouth with both hands and muttered.
“I’m going to die at this rate….”
The hand stroking his lower abdomen stopped again. Siwon, noticeably stern-faced, continued caressing Seongyeom’s stomach and said.
“Teacher, what did I just say?”
“I’m sorry, President. Please let it slide just once. …Okay?”
Seongyeom looked at Siwon once with anxious eyes, then once at the hand pressing his lower abdomen. The hot tension from the beginning had disappeared without a trace, and pitch-black dead eyes evoked eeriness.
“Heeu, President…!”
Due to the increasingly growing urge to urinate and the hole that kept twitching, Seongyeom called out to Siwon with a troubled face.
“I’m disappointed, Teacher.”
Contrary to those words, Siwon overlapped their bodies as if hugging and pressed his nuclear missile… no, penis against the lower hole that was still trembling on its own. Whether the previous effort wasn’t in vain, though it was a bit tight, the penis began to advance inside.
At the feeling of forcibly widening the inner walls and pushing in, Seongyeom reflexively hugged Siwon tightly.
“Auuk…. No, wait…!”
“Just a little more. It’s almost all in.”
“Heuueuk! …It’s all in?”
Though painful, the reason he decided to accept Siwon to the end was because he thought he had hurt him. He didn’t quite know what point made him angry, but the sad expression he just saw kept circling in his head. Right, it’s just a dream anyway. One that I have to die to wake up from. Seongyeom decided to be brave.
Siwon curiously watched Seongyeom’s lower half suddenly swallowing his thing quickly.
“All done.”
“Haa, haa… I’m sorry….”
Seongyeom apologized once more while gasping for breath. The true feelings he couldn’t spit out were like this:
Right now this is inside my dream, so if I die, I’ll wake from the dream. I don’t want to wake from the dream during sex with President, so let’s quickly finish this.
“Teacher….”
But Siwon, who didn’t know that inner truth, felt a tickling inside his chest at Seongyeom’s sincere gaze.
What is this? This feeling….
He looked down at their connected lower bodies. It was impressive that a man’s body accepted his entire cock, but it was narrower and moister than expected, so the squeezing feeling wasn’t bad. No, actually, just the insertion alone felt like it stabilized his frayed nerves.
So is that why my chest is churning, or is it….
Siwon cupped Seongyeom’s cheeks with both hands. The small face that fit in one hand was warm. After pressing with his thumb the lower lip where blood had formed from how much he’d chewed it, he carefully kissed it.
“Euuum-“
Seongyeom willingly responded to the last kiss. When their tongues were entwined sharing a long farewell greeting as if comforting each other—
As Siwon’s body pressed closer to Seongyeom, his penis dug through somewhere soft between the inner walls and grazed a hard part.
“Heeu… ump!”
Still kissing, Siwon thrust his hips. The penis smoothly pushed out and then rubbed the prostate accurately again.
“Euheut! Aaah!”
“Is it here?”
He’d finally found the spot where Seongyeom reacted. He was in an almost fully inserted state, leaving only the root. Siwon thrust his hips up with all his might as if he’d been waiting for this moment.
“Aaah!”
Seongyeom’s moans drunk on pleasure faintly leaked out beyond the bedroom. Inside the room full of traces of newlyweds, only the squelching sounds of Siwon’s testicles and Seongyeom’s buttock flesh rubbing, and excited breathing filled the space. In the hot heat, Seongyeom couldn’t endure the tingling in his stomach and threw his head back.
“Euung…! Ung!”
Every time Siwon mercilessly dug through his stomach, his vision flashed white along with slapping friction sounds. Seongyeom wrapped his legs around the muscular waist while being shaken mercilessly. The long pain faded and uncontrollable pleasure rushed in. Forgetting even the fear of death, only the desire to swallow Siwon’s thick thing deeper dominated Seongyeom.
