As soon as the inside of his abdomen was filled tightly again, Sunjo wrapped his thighs around the hard muscular waist out of habit. Now his body reacted first. He unconsciously lifted his waist slightly. So that the cock would enter him completely to the root.
Cheon Jaerim, who was quietly watching that scene from above, licked his lips with his tongue. Though his expression was motionless, if you examined what was inside thoroughly, it was waves in a storm. Turbulence was arising.
Cheon Jaerim brought down Sunjo’s wrists that he’d been holding with one hand onto his stomach. Sunjo felt the outline bulging near his navel each time the guy’s cock made a reciprocating motion against the inside of his wrists where his pulse was beating.
“Ah, ah, ah……”
Smack! Smack! Sunjo’s buttocks became slightly reddish. Below the tightly gripped wrists, both hands with no blood flowing were white enough to be noticed at a glance. After tomorrow passed, there would probably be dark bruises. However, when Cheon Jaerim saw the marks he’d left remaining on his partner, his chest filled up abundantly.
Whether it was emotion or wounds.
Each time the buttocks hit Cheon Jaerim’s hip bone and fell away, there was a sound of sweat-soaked palms slapping together. Slap, slap. The cock thrust in deeply felt like it was stirring all the way up to above the navel. Sunjo arched his waist and made crying sounds, but his partner didn’t let up. Instead, the wrists that had been caught were set free, and both ankles were grabbed and spread wide in a V-shape.
How many times had they slept together on this bed or on the horizons they’d passed? Countless times. So being able to find the spot Sunjo felt with eyes closed was Cheon Jaerim’s specialty. He noticed brilliantly when Sunjo’s cock twitched for a moment and pressed down on the inner walls so mischievously.
“Hk, hngh, hic!”
The inside of Sunjo’s vulgarly spread thighs turned red like his heated face. Sunjo lifted his upper body and then fell back down as he grabbed Cheon Jaerim’s forearm.
“Jaeriiim……”
At the pleading voice, Cheon Jaerim’s Adam’s apple gulped. The sight of the wrinkles below his lower abdomen extending and contracting each time the cock went in and out was no help to Sunjo’s plea.
Sunjo opened his eyes thinly. He realized that the wrinkles of the hole were being touched in detail, one by one. For some reason, the area below his lower body felt ticklish and crawling, making him want to bend his entire body wildly.
“Hngh! Ah! Nngh! It, it tickles!”
However, only the area near his waist heaved intensely, and now the guy was fiddling with the hole, holding both ankles with one hand, so his two legs just maintained a restrained position. The long fingers that had been fiddling with the wrinkles of the hole gradually entered along the side of his cock.
“Haah—! N-no!”
At Sunjo’s intense refusal, Cheon Jaerim smiled and completely inserted his index finger inside the hole. Sunjo really looked like he hated it as he slapped the bed with his palms.
“Why don’t you like it?”
“Nngh, nngh— I don’t like it……”
“Why don’t you like it—”
Cheon Jaerim kept asking why he didn’t like it while bending his index finger that had thrust in together with his cock like a hook and circling it around the inner walls. Sunjo’s toes stretched out and then curled.
“Only yours, only yours, mm! Ah, take your finger ouuut, hng.”
“Your asshole only eats my dick? You don’t like fingers too?”
“…D-don’t, don’t do that.”
“Then you have nothing to say even if I hurt you.”
“Huh?”
The long finger that had disappeared into the hole slipped out, and the cock that had remained inside became even more ferocious. Cheon Jaerim released Sunjo’s ankles and grabbed his knees instead. His ankles tingled, and as his soles supported the bed and were set up in a triangle shape, the cock that had pulled out leaving only the glans—thwack!—entered again.
Though he’d clearly thought he’d adapted to the reciprocating motion, Sunjo trembled all over for a moment, holding his breath. The inner walls wrapped around the cock convulsed crazily. The stimulation coming from inside his body dilated his pupils and blocked his airway.
“Does it hurt?”
Cheon Jaerim asked teasingly.
“Hngh, don’t, move, mm!”
Sunjo trembled again as the cock thrust in with a loud smack! Later even his fingers trembled. Cheon Jaerim didn’t get tired, as if he was taking separate stamina-boosting supplements that kept getting better. With his vitality increasing day by day, only Sunjo’s body was being worn down. Sunjo’s eyes became moist as he couldn’t come to his senses from the cock pounding—thud, thud—into him.
“St-stop— mm! Ahng! Hic!”
Sunjo let out gasping moans as he hugged his body, then lowered his hands between his legs, making a fuss. Cheon Jaerim brought his two legs together straight and slightly upward, thrusting hard below them, and tickled the two balls peeking out between Sunjo’s thighs with the tips of his nails. Then Sunjo cried out with a sound similar to a whine and shook his buttocks up and down.
It seemed he couldn’t endure the tickling.
“Nngh, hngh, I, I like it, ah!”
Even while unable to endure the nails tickling his balls, Sunjo now let out an exclamation, his voice scraping, at the sensation of the cock pounding in deeply bending lengthwise as it went out.
“Should I stop or are you dying because it feels good—which tune should I match?”
“Nngh! Ah, ah, ah!”
Sunjo, whose lower half was completely exposed, had the concentration of embarrassment he felt at being rolled around in front of him diluted. Cheon Jaerim, who had finally buried his cock deeply inside Sunjo, thrust his hips up shallowly in small motions. Sunjo’s waist sank down and his two legs relaxed softly as he pulled Jaerim’s waist toward his upper body. His slender calves pressed lightly against Jaerim’s back.
“Should we sleep like this?”
“Haah, haah……”
Sunjo couldn’t answer anything and barely exhaled. Cheon Jaerim overlapped their bodies while looking down at the space between Sunjo’s legs, which wouldn’t let go, holding onto his cock inside his stomach as if it were a precious treasure. Thanks to Cheon Jaerim hugging his body while putting strength in his arms and legs, Sunjo didn’t feel any weight.
“Sex with you hurts.”
Sunjo whispered quietly against Jaerim’s ear. His voice, drained of energy, was slightly hoarse. However, even that was enough to make Cheon Jaerim’s cock fully erect again.
“So you don’t like it?”
“……”
“Or you like it.”
Sunjo barely answered with a dying voice.
“…Don’t know.”
“You’re cute, hyung.”
In the warm embrace, Sunjo’s body melted and relaxed as drowsiness slowly washed over him.
