Both the ass and pussy were delicious. Taeju wasn’t fixated on just one. Still, the reason he kept opening the ass was because there was a special pleasure in penetrating the ass that coldly pretended otherwise, just like its owner.
“This time I’ll put it in your back hole.”
Iseo shuddered with a whimper at the fingers moving as if scratching his insides. Iseo clenched his buttocks tight as if squeezing out the last of his semen. Dimples formed deeply on his pale ass.
“Does it feel that good? Hmm? How did you survive all this time without a cock to suck on?”
The cock slowly withdrawing scraped the vaginal walls in reverse. The entrance that had gaped open as if turning inside out belatedly contracted, sucking Taeju’s glans deliciously.
“Your pussy says it’s disappointed. Alright, I’ll put it in here too. It’s a shame I only have one cock.”
When even the fingers withdrew, Iseo suddenly felt as if his belly was completely empty. That void frightened him more. The sensation of his anus struggling to open already made his rear ache.
The entrance, which had been widened with fingers and had already ejaculated, had loosened considerably. But when he slowly pulled in the exceptionally large glans, it stretched so much that not a single wrinkle could be found. It was taut as if about to burst at any moment.
Taeju didn’t stop and pushed in at the same steady pace. Iseo pressed his head against the table and took deep breaths in and out.
When he inhaled, his insides tightened sharply, and when he exhaled, they gradually relaxed. Taeju’s cock thrust in against that tightness. The viscous mucous membranes adhered like suction to the surface of his cock, between the folds, and the curves of the protruding veins.
“Haa, ah… ah, don’t move yet…!”
“You told me to cum quickly. I need to thrust to cum—I can’t cum without touching myself like hyung.”
Taeju chuckled and burrowed deeper. When the brutishly bulging glans passed over the prostate, Iseo’s insides clenched tight.
It went deeper than last time. Unlike the inside of the vagina, which was made to receive cock, the anus had to carve out a new path. And Yeon Taeju was taming his insides with a brutish cock like a military ration.
“Is there, is there more left?”
“A little.”
“Ah, how much…?”
Knowing he would push his cock all the way to the root, Iseo asked cautiously. His belly already felt bloated as if about to burst. It felt like his intestines would snap and his organs would rupture.
“Touch it.”
Taeju pulled Iseo’s hand, which was gripping the table tightly, over to his cock.
There was still about a finger’s length left. Iseo fumbled at the cock that hadn’t fully entered, then looked back at him with eyes widened as if they’d pop out. At Iseo’s wavering gaze, Yeon Taeju smiled, narrowing the corners of his eyes.
“Acting all cute. That won’t make me go easy on you.”
“N-no…! That’s not it, it won’t all fit… ugh!”
“What won’t fit? You took it all in here.”
“H-ugh… that’s because it’s made to…”
Iseo hastily stopped talking and rolled his eyes at the words that spilled out incoherently. For a moment, he couldn’t believe what he’d just blurted out. Even the sensation of fullness that felt like bursting inside his belly disappeared.
“Ah, so hyung’s pussy was made as a cock sleeve so it takes it well, but the ass wasn’t, so it’s hard?”
Iseo’s eyes squeezed shut. Likewise, his lips were bitten by his white front teeth as if about to burst. How could he say such a thing with his own mouth?
It was like confessing that he had a pussy to receive cock. No, this was Yeon Taeju’s fault. Yeon Taeju’s abnormal way of speaking had been absorbed directly into him.
“Then I’ll make both of them into cock sleeves for me.”
Yeon Taeju smiled more blissfully and lovingly than ever. The seductively raised corners of his lips and his flushed red cheeks were both youthful and fresh, yet simultaneously base and lewd.
Iseo thought of adjectives that couldn’t possibly exist in the same place at the same time. His own pleasure was just as incomprehensible. How could he get hard below while taking an impossibly sized cock from behind?
His cock, which had ejaculated not long ago, rapidly swelled up. The pressure constantly stimulating his prostate was too intense.
Because of the dripping fluids, the anal entrance was wetly soaked. On the other hand, the deeper it was pushed inside, the drier the mucus became, making the inside excessively sticky.
The sticky insides rubbed and scraped against the shaft. A hot sensation burned from inside his belly. Iseo forcibly pushed against Taeju’s lower abdomen. If it went any deeper, it felt like his insides would tear.
“S-stop…! Huu, stop…!”
“It went deeper than last time.”
The glans that had been tearing open the narrow insides rapidly pulled back. It felt like the anal entrance and shallow mucous membranes would all pour out together.
Iseo unconsciously tensed below and cried out long. His insides were burning up. The mucous membranes rubbed by the veins and glans stimulated both pleasure and fear simultaneously.
Afraid his organs would spill out, when he tensed below, he could feel the curves and irregularities of the cock even more strongly. Even the instinctive act born from fear was converted into pleasure.
“Huh, are you tightening so my cock won’t come out? I never taught you that—how admirable.”
At the whispered voice, his ears—no, his brain—tingled. If the weight pressing down from behind physically crushed Iseo, then the lewd and vulgar sounds split his mind along the grain.
There was no longer even time to tell him to stop. The thick cock was carving a new path below. It picked up speed and jabbed deeper. Iseo opened his mouth wide and panted. Thick saliva dripped down.
In sync with the cock thrusting deep inside, Iseo’s lower belly swelled. Something felt like it would burst. His belly, or perhaps the cock. Semen rose and the sensation of climax rapidly intensified.
Iseo rubbed his forehead against the table and writhed. Sharp pleasure like a honed blade flew into his skull like a nail being hammered.
“Uh, uuh…! I, again…!”
At the pouring stimulation, his consciousness floated into the air once more. His whole body rapidly contracted as if anticipating a steep fall. The inner walls burning with searing heat suddenly contracted and Yeon Taeju’s cock strongly scraped over the prostate.
Knock knock knock!
Yeon Taeju grabbed both buttocks with his hands and spread them apart. The entrance, frothing stickily, was pulled taut.
“Fuck, who is it…”
The insertion became even more violent. Even if not to the root, the entrance stretched close to it.
Iseo didn’t even realize someone was knocking on the workshop door. The anticipated plummeting sensation of climax was consuming his mind.
“Ahh, ugh! S-stop…! Huugh!”
His vision whitened and distorted, and he felt not sound but pressure in his ears. Iseo spurted out semen just like that. At the same time, his insides clenched tight below.
The cock moved even more violently toward the final spurt. It was practically nailing his insides.
“Tae, uaah! Huh, ugh!”
“Shh, be quiet. Want to brag that you’re getting fucked?”
Taeju’s brutal hand that had been gripping and spreading his buttocks covered Iseo’s mouth. Only then did Iseo’s ears also pick up the knocking sound echoing from the distant door.
Knock knock knock!
“Wh-what…! Someone’s here… huh, ugh!”
Taeju mechanically pounded up without care. Red veins bulged on his forehead and his jaw muscles pulled taut. The more he jabbed inside, the stickier and more tenaciously it gripped his cock.
The sensation of release swept through Yeon Taeju’s entire body. The dizzying sensation of falling and the anxious knocking crushed Yeon Taeju’s reason.
“I know, so shut up and squeeze. I need to cum, don’t I?”
Panting sounds rose from his throat as if being vomited. When he rammed inside once more and strongly struck down on Seok Iseo’s prostate, the ass perfectly pressed against the cock’s surface and tightened.
Taeju’s chest muscles stiffened sharply and his lower back contracted. The peak of ejaculation plummeted thrillingly as always.
Taeju’s shoulders trembled as he poured out a large amount as deep inside as possible. Iseo beneath him made strange sobbing sounds. He probably went straight to a dry orgasm without cumming.
Knock knock knock!
Taeju abandoned the thought of enjoying the insides that clung to him and sucked deliciously. Fuck, the curse came out roughly split.
“Fuck, this better not be nothing.”
Yeon Taeju ground his teeth and roughly pulled his cock out of the ass.
Iseo, who had barely been standing while leaning on him, slid down to the floor. Whitish semen that he’d shot inside flowed from between his buttocks.
Taeju stared intently at the semen crushed on the floor and Iseo’s buttocks while roughly wiping the sweat beaded on his chin.
If it really is nothing, I’ll unleash every bit of hell I can. With such trashy thoughts, Yeon Taeju strode toward the workshop door.
Even while walking, he forcibly shoved his still heavy cock into his waistband. The cock struggling to fit into his waistband made heat surge once more.
If I properly stretched him out now, I could get it in all the way to the root in his ass!
When he flung open the locked door, the housekeeper was below his chest. Yeon Taeju got pissed off once more out of nowhere. The ajumma’s expression was calm. Despite having knocked several times in a row.
