The penis with roughly protruding veins sprouting like vines looked more like a weapon than a penis. The color was also dark and looked crude.
“Why are you staring so intently? It’s embarrassing.”
With beautiful smiling eyes and curved eye corners, he rubbed his penis against his cheek.
A strong male fishy smell came from the rubbing penis. The skin being rubbed heated up as if a rash were breaking out. As if he were enjoying this filthy act.
Iseo stood up abruptly from his seat, ashamed of his own arousal. Taeju naturally turned Iseo’s shoulders to make him show his back. It seemed he intended to carry out what he said about doing him from behind.
Iseo bent his waist with anticipation, excitement, and shame narrowing his shoulders. He braced the table with his elbows and endured the sensation of the hot penis rubbing against his bare skin.
“You’re already wet. Are you looking forward to it?”
“Heueu….”
His hand slowly spread apart the pussy lips and came in, grinding the vaginal opening bluntly. Iseo held back his moan while narrowing the space between his thighs.
“Were you excited from the start thinking about taking cock? Then why do you pretend you don’t want it? Hm? To make me yearn?”
All the vulgar words, when passed through Yeon Taeju’s tongue, changed to become deep and melancholic.
His face reddened so much that blood rushed even to his ear rims. Iseo pressed his head against the table and felt the sensation of him lightly rubbing his labia and teasing the mucous membrane.
When he massaged the clitoris without applying almost any force, a thrilling current heated his crotch. As he said, his lower region trembled as if excited at the thought of taking cock.
“Isn’t it empty now if there’s no cock inside here?”
“N-no… if you’re going to do it, hurry… do it briefly… hng…!”
Three fingers suddenly plunged inside his pussy. Iseo let out a short breath and endured the thick hand digging in.
Taeju’s hand didn’t stop at digging in but began to roughly pound the inside with splashing sounds.
“Seems like I don’t need to stretch you out. It goes right in.”
Each time Taeju shook his hand, the buttock flesh trembled together with a quiver. Love juice flowed smoothly as if now accustomed to receiving it with his pussy.
Iseo rubbed between his thighs as if needing to pee at the mucus flowing stickily down the inside of his thighs.
“Should I put it in? You feel like you’ll come already?”
“Heu, ah, no… it’s not that….”
“Right. No matter how quickly hyung comes, I just put it in. You can’t come already. Try to hold it in.”
While telling him to hold it in, he began to pump up and down, strongly gripping Iseo’s penis. The penis swelled rapidly and the inner walls sucking in his fingers moved blatantly.
He braced the table with his forehead. The cold hardwood feel felt on his hot forehead made him regain some reason.
“Hyung, I’m putting it in.”
Taeju’s chest settled heavily on top of his back. He glanced at him whispering in his ear and blowing breath. He met his gaze leisurely and smiled.
Iseo clenched his fist. He endured the hand pulling out and Taeju’s cockhead entering. While twisting his face to stare intently at his face.
The eyes that had glistened with arousal now glinted fiercely, and joy filled his face as the muscles spread to push in below.
One cheek lifted with a smirk and his eyes became crooked. Faint wrinkles formed at the corners of his eyes and his long eyelashes trembled faintly. When he saw the red, long lips tilting up to one side, his face drew suddenly close and was pushed out of view.
“Why are you looking like that? Did you fall for me?”
Thud—his lower region rammed in just like that. Heat like a ball of fire and a familiar pleasure settled around the lower region that had dug in completely to the root.
His heart plummeted downward just as much. It wasn’t only because of the dizziness of insertion. Iseo quickly pressed his head against the table. The table was no longer cold either. The wood infused with his own hot body temperature had heated up as much as his body temperature. There was no longer any excuse to make him come to his senses.
“Ah, heu… hnng…! Aht…!”
He began to pound below in earnest. The thrusting was fast and deep. He spread and opened the inside as much as desired, digging out the pleasure.
“Keep your voice down. You said you were scared someone might come.”
“Ah, uh, nng….”
Only then did he remember where this was and who was outside. Iseo hurriedly covered his mouth with the back of his hand.
Each time Taeju pushed in deeply from behind as if shoving his whole body, his body jerked forward. Thanks to that, his waist swayed as if Iseo were inserting into the ring made by his hand.
“Hyung knows how to use his hips too.”
Yeon Taeju whispered with a vicious laugh. As if burned by fire, both of Iseo’s cheeks heated up. He gritted his teeth.
“Y-you’re pushing from behind… heu, nng….”
“Try fucking well. You should at least fuck my hand—it’d be a waste to have it otherwise.”
Taeju forcefully pushed his waist out more, making Iseo shake while inserting his penis into the ring of his own fingers. Iseo’s head shook rapidly left and right. As below was dug out and his penis was stimulated, the sensation of climax approached rapidly.
“Hah, I-I think I’m going to come…! Nngh…!”
Suddenly, Taeju’s hand that had been continuously stimulating his penis was removed. It was when his lower back tightened right before ejaculation.
At the obstructed climax, Iseo looked back at Taeju with glistening eyes.
“Why, heu….”
“I still can’t let go of my attachment to here.”
Fingers sticky with Iseo’s pre-cum gently traced the anal folds as if teasing. Before Iseo could shout that it wasn’t allowed, one finger spread the puckered folds and dug in.
“Heuah! N-no…!”
“Shh. Be quiet.”
Taeju scolded Iseo with a stern, serious voice. Iseo’s pupils shook. Another finger entered inside his belly, already full to bursting with Yeon Taeju’s penis. The finger and penis touched with only one soft organ wall between them.
The pleasure that had been pulled up just before climax continued dizzily and strangely. Iseo’s legs trembled visibly.
“Hyung really loves anal too. I like it too.”
Yeon Taeju’s eyes were looking at him completely like an object of lust. Iseo’s shoulders curled in. His chin trembled pitifully.
“I want to put it all in here. Not like last time. For that, I’ll need to stretch it a lot, I think. Slowly, many times.”
Yeon Taeju’s hand rubbed the inside of the mucous membrane in circles as if searching for something. Wherever his hand rubbed, the mucous membrane tightened as if touched by sparks.
“That way your asshole will open up like a pussy too.”
Iseo’s face turned pale. Yeon Taeju occupied all his insides suffocatingly. The penis slowly retreated and then dug in just as slowly and deeply. And when the finger pressed strongly somewhere in his lower belly, Iseo’s slender neck bent forcefully backward.
It was a pleasure more like fear than joy. The pleasure surging in all the holes below pounded his whole body as if it was never right.
“Heuaah! Y-Yeon Taeju…! Aheu!”
Iseo even forgot that he should cover his mouth. The more his hand pressed the mucous membrane, the more scream-like moans burst out. It felt like his lower region would be crushed between agony and pleasure. It seemed the mucous membrane that Yeon Taeju was rapidly rubbing with his fingertips would eventually melt away and the penis and finger would touch directly.
“Ah, shit….”
Taeju let out a rough, long sigh. Suddenly, the asshole spread even wider. Iseo bit his tongue at the sensation of spreading no less than the vaginal opening. The sharp pain was devoured by pleasure and strain.
“It’s good when both holes are packed tight, right? Hyung, I’m asking if it’s good.”
Yeon Taeju’s other arm hugged Iseo’s chest tightly. The convulsing body trembled as if it would shatter inside Taeju’s body. At the same time, his three fingers roughly rubbed over the prostate.
Intense climax completely pulled out Iseo’s consciousness. Thin semen dripped down onto the floor. His throat cracked with rapidly drawn breaths.
“Heueu, ueu, heu…!”
At the movement that squeezed out both the penis and fingers simultaneously, Taeju let out a rough, growling breath.
With his fingers still inside, Taeju slowly rotated his hips, savoring the pressure from the moist, tender mucous membranes inside the pussy. Each time, Iseo trembled, tensing his lower back as if receiving an electric shock.
“See, I told you hyung likes it in the ass.”
“W-wait, don’t move, ah, ugh…”
“Why are you telling me not to move? My job is to scratch hyung’s pussy.”
“Ah, no… hi, uugh…”
Both his pussy and ass were twitching. Taeju pressed down harder on the prostate. He could almost feel his own cock inside the pussy.
When he pressed this spot, both holes tightened deliciously. Taeju’s eyes darkened and distorted.
He rotated his wrist with his fingers still inserted. The mucous membranes clung to each joint of his fingers with squelching sounds. They stretched anew and tightened snugly in sync with his turning hand.
