It wasn’t a provocation, but Rashanin’s left eyebrow twitched.
“Do you know this?”
“…?”
“Sometimes I want to strangle your neck.”
Having made that dangerous statement, Rashanin didn’t strangle my neck. Instead, he kissed me. A solid man’s arms wrapped around my neck and waist, pulling me in.
I carefully wrapped my arms around Rashanin’s neck and fell into the kiss.
*
Rashanin was a man who knew how to kiss both sweetly and fiercely. There wasn’t a place in my mouth his tongue didn’t touch. He brushed against my teeth, sucked on my tongue, delicately traced my palate, and then dug even deeper. I felt like I would suffocate, but I thought of nothing and clung only to the kiss.
Through my pants, I could clearly feel Rashanin’s firm thigh muscles and intimate area as he pressed me tightly against the wall. Both he and I were men. My body trembled at the too-vivid, unexpected sensation. However, as if he wouldn’t forgive me if I retreated, Rashanin strongly pulled my waist toward him. At the same time, his other hand that had been holding my neck raked through my hair and groped down my back. At the touch moving along my spine, a tingling sensation like being electrocuted ran across my skin.
“Ngh.”
When I twisted my body with a moan in the middle of the kiss at the unbearable sensation, Rashanin laughed, his throat rumbling.
“You’re sensitive.”
Embarrassment washed over me at the small whisper laced with laughter, but it was only for a very brief moment. I drew in a short breath and the kiss deepened again, our bodies pressed together. This time too, I had to tremble with a shudder while fully feeling his angry member.
Biting, licking, sucking. Squelching sounds dominated my ears. Saliva overflowed from my mouth, heat rushed to my head like I had a fever and I felt dizzy, and my legs wobbled. If Rashanin let go of the hand around my waist, I felt like I would collapse.
At the end of the long kiss, the moment I thought my heart would stop from lack of oxygen, Rashanin pulled away his lips. As I gasped in hot breaths, Rashanin tightened his embrace holding me. Before I could even wonder “huh?”, my feet left the ground. And just like that, we moved to the bedroom. When I came to my senses, I was lying on the bed.
Only a table lamp was lit in the bedroom. In my bewildered state, I half sat up, and Rashanin skillfully loosened my necktie. The necktie and jacket fell to the floor in an instant.
“W-wait. Just a moment.”
Without thinking, I grabbed Rashanin’s wrist. His eyes staring intently at me had already turned gray.
“Will you undress yourself?”
“That’s not what I…”
“You said we’d do it.”
Of course I had said we would. And with a clear mind, too. Even now, my lower half that had received stimulation was slightly excited.
“I haven’t even showered.”
“And?”
Rashanin urged an answer while pulling at the end of my shirt collar. Should I say this or not?
“Well… it’s my first time with a man, so I don’t know what to do…”
“Your first time? I’m honored.”
All men were the same. To be happy about it being my first time. I was frowning when Rashanin smiled and gave me a light kiss.
“I’ll be gentle.”
Having given that completely unconvincing reassurance, Rashanin unbuttoned my shirt, pulled open the collar, and stroked my nape and collarbone with his large hand. It was a hand that seemed to have never done rough work, unbelievably soft for a man. The hand full of heat and moisture slowly traveled down to my abs as if savoring them. To receive such intimate caresses while making eye contact—honestly, it felt like my heart would burst.
Just like that night, I could tell from his gaze alone that he wanted me.
“Are you afraid?”
My eyes must have been trembling with fear. Rashanin asked in a low voice as he climbed over my legs.
“A little…”
My voice came out thin and trembling, making the word “little” meaningless. Still, I didn’t stop Rashanin’s hands from completely removing my shirt.
“Then do you want me?”
His words were like a spell. I wanted him. I thought I wanted to touch his smooth cheeks, I wanted to kiss his pure white shoulders, I wanted to bare my teeth. The sound of my heartbeat rang thump, thump, thump in my ears.
“Just think about that.”
Rashanin, who smiled with the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and kissed me. I grabbed his shoulders and responded to the kiss fervently.
Hot breaths tangled together. Just from kissing, embarrassingly wet sounds were made. I also tried to loosen Rashanin’s necktie and unbutton his shirt, but it wasn’t easy. I removed his jacket and half-tore his shirt. Ignoring my trembling fingertips, I stroked Rashanin’s shoulders with my hands. I could feel his firm, smooth muscles tensing.
Rashanin’s soft, hot lips descended from my jaw to my neck, collarbone, and then chest area. The sensation of moist lips and tongue touching bare skin was dizzying. I was stimulated even more when he occasionally bit with his teeth. The desire to twist my body in awkwardness was only for a very brief moment. When his hot, moist tongue licked long around my navel, I couldn’t think of anything. I was completely aroused.
Don’t hit me this time. Rashanin’s whisper flowed into my steam-filled head. Before I knew it, the man had thrust his face right up to mine and licked my ear thoroughly. My ears were a weak spot. As I trembled, Rashanin’s hand entered my pants and firmly grasped my half-erect member. My hips jerked up convulsively.
“Mmph.”
I tried twisting my body, but Rashanin didn’t budge. Pleasure gradually built up from the slippery, strong friction. I couldn’t help my hips bucking, wanting more stimulation. I’m crazy. As I screamed internally that I was crazy over and over, I was pulled toward climax.
“Ngh.”
I let out a short moan and ejaculated. Rashanin stroked the twitching member a few more times while sucking on my tongue at length, then raised his body. My damp, wet groin felt cool. I really did it—I thought blankly as I followed Rashanin’s movements with my eyes.
Through my blurred vision, I saw Rashanin undressing. I caught sight of Rashanin looking down at his right hand that had just held and shaken my member, then licking it at length. I snapped to attention. What is he eating?
“W-wait a minute!”
“Hmm?”
“Um, no…”
Too shocked, I bolted upright and grabbed Rashanin’s arm as he still had his tongue on it.
“Why are you eating that?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I mean, why are you eating it?!”
“Because I want to eat it.”
And he licked it again. Separate from the fact that my mind went blank at the reality that he was licking semen, his red tongue was insanely erotic. I’m going crazy. This was really bad for my mental health.
As I floundered, not knowing where to put my eyes, Rashanin laughed and instantly removed and tossed away his crumpled shirt that I had half-torn. I had seen it when we went swimming, but it really was a sculpted body. His pure white flesh seemed to shine in the darkness. Separate from being nervous, I couldn’t help thinking that my eyes were being treated well by this intermission strip show.
Rashanin, who had undone his belt and buckle, stood up from his seat. The center of his wrinkled pants bulged prominently. I watched him finally remove even his pants, and ended up witnessing his fully swollen member with my own eyes.
This wasn’t the first time I’d seen another guy’s dick. Just going to the neighborhood bathhouse, there were dicks of various sizes lying around. In the military, I’d even gotten into valley water completely naked with my squad members. But then and now had to be different. The sigh that I had committed something absurd was only for a very brief moment—my mouth went completely dry with tension. His member looked large and vigorous.
“Do you want it?”
“……?”
I lifted my head at the incomprehensible words to find Rashanin smiling magnificently at me. Only then did I realize I’d been staring intently at the man’s penis. My face flushed hot. Rashanin bent down and lightly bit my ear.
“This is your weak spot.”
As Rashanin said, my ear was an erogenous zone. I trembled helplessly, and Rashanin wrapped his arms around my back and knocked me onto the bed. My pants and underwear were stripped off all at once. Now naked, as our bare skin rubbed together and our penises pressed against each other, I shivered from head to toe.
“Your heart is racing.”
Rashanin whispered gently. Yes, my heart was racing. I moved as my madly beating heart desired. Our legs tangled together. The hot male penis poking at my belly felt awkward, but that only lasted a moment. I kept thinking that I wanted him. I kissed him, licked with my tongue, and caressed his smooth body with my hands. As our penises rubbed together, pleasure surged endlessly. Rashanin’s body jerked greatly, and his penis poked at my thigh before moving between my legs.
“Uugh.”
As the man’s hot penis rubbed against a place I could barely reach even when bathing, my body trembled uncontrollably and a strange moan escaped. Damn. This really feels strange. Thinking it felt like penetration, I hugged Rashanin’s back tightly. The more I did, the fiercer Rashanin’s movements became. Suppressed moans and hot breath flowed from each other’s mouths. The pleasure and heat were so intense I couldn’t breathe.
Unhyuk. Rashanin bit my shoulder and called my name in a rough voice. I came with a short moan. He moved a few more times. The man who had been breathing hotly against my nape shuddered for a long time.
The sound of my pounding heart rang all the way to my head. Still holding Rashanin, I languidly relaxed in the post-orgasm fatigue and caught my breath. The thoughts “I did it” and “that was good” tangled chaotically in my head. Compared to the tension beforehand, the sex itself was nothing.
