Taeju, who gripped Iseo’s pelvis with one hand, gripped and shook his cock once more. Iseo raised his legs together, not knowing what to do. The thick glans pounded up the inner walls like hammering. His head went pale white and lightning struck through his entire body.
The feeling of rapidly pounding the hotly heated place felt like rubbing a place about to burst any moment.
When Iseo writhed crying and twisted his waist, Taeju applied more strength to his suppressing grip.
“Huaaa…! Ngh, aah! Uugh…! I-I like it…! Ahhh!”
“Yeah, cry like that.”
The body that tilted its neck long and twisted its waist writhed not knowing what to do with the pleasure. The long, massive member didn’t gouge the inside but vibrated, crushing the same spot. The sensation made the pleasure sharper and keener.
“Aaah! I think it’s coming…! St-stop…! It’s coming…!”
The moment Iseo’s member sprayed cloudy fluid into the air, Taeju thrust his member deep inside. The mucous membrane that tightened during ejaculation was forcibly spread because of the member that filled it instantly.
Iseo’s chest floated into the air and his pupils rolled up. The tightly gripped pelvis twisted several times but Taeju didn’t care and thrust up below.
The soft vaginal walls clung over the foreskin. Wet sounds drenched with moisture rang out.
The movement of sucking in and relaxing was naked. Iseo bent his waist and lifted his chest at the endlessly continuing climax. The crown of his head touched the bed sheet and his vision spun. It felt like his bottom wasn’t just pierced but shattered.
Even that was abyss-like pleasure. It felt like his vision shattered and poured down.
* * *
While his body heated up continuously, he stayed attached with Taeju. He ate the food he brought and washed with his bottom attached. Then when he fell asleep exhausted, he woke to the sound of Taeju whispering.
“Hyung.”
Iseo turned his face away from the sound and rubbed his cheek against the pillow.
“Seok Iseo.”
Just turning his head wasn’t enough. Iseo curled his neck round and pulled his knees. His body curled round like a fetus.
“You’re pretending to sleep again, right.”
Iseo’s lips touched slightly then separated. Taeju whispered a voice full of breath as if blowing wind into his ear.
Because of the ticklish ear area, he tried to raise his shoulder and rub his ear. Thanks to that, his lean shoulder touched and rubbed against Taeju’s jaw.
“I’ll do it even if you’re sleeping.”
His lowered thin eyelids trembled finely. Only then did Iseo sluggishly raise his hand and rubbed his eyes. Yeon Taeju, whom he secretly saw through the gaps between his fingers, was smiling as if he knew everything.
“You’ve become fucking coy.”
Iseo, who had rubbed his eyes pretending to have just woken up, lowered his hand and glanced at Taeju. With his face resting on his shoulder, he smiled like a picture.
Iseo slightly covered his chest area with the blanket. Like being bitten by bugs, his chest, armpits, and belly were all mottled red and purple.
“What…”
When he struggled to open his mouth with his hoarse voice, Taeju pressed his lips against Iseo’s nape.
“Why? Keep pretending to sleep.”
“When did I.”
“Right, pretend you didn’t. That’s cute too.”
Solid arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him close with tight strength so there was no empty space. The friction between bare skin was naked.
“You can stop now.”
“Stop what?”
When Iseo hesitated to answer and closed his mouth, Taeju slightly lifted his lips pressed against his neck. Instead, he stuck out his tongue long and licked across his neck vertically.
“Fucking?”
“Sex.”
At the different language correction, a sluggish smile hung on Taeju’s lips.
“Ah, the sex that hyung pounced on me in heat and had?”
The hand gripping the blanket twitched. He shouldn’t try to beat Yeon Taeju with words. He realized once again. Iseo just nodded his head.
“Your pussy doesn’t hurt anymore?”
Iseo turned his head and avoided his eyes. His face staring at the empty wall turned slightly red.
Taeju pushed his face even closer and spoke into his ear. His body pressed close was newly enormous.
“At first, you said your pussy hurt and secretly came into my room and startled a sleeping person.”
“It doesn’t hurt.”
“That’s a relief.”
While saying that, his hand came down below the waist and entered between his legs. Iseo unconsciously brought his legs together and hastily looked back.
“I said I won’t do it.”
“Who said I would?”
“Huu, then why are you touching.”
“I’m checking if you’re okay.”
“I, I said it doesn’t hurt…! Ahh…!”
The hand that forcibly wedged between his legs pressed on both labia and stimulated his clitoris. Iseo was startled and grabbed Taeju’s wrist with both hands.
“I have to see it to feel relieved. Hyung pretends otherwise whenever there’s a chance.”
Lying on his side and bringing both hands together to grab Taeju’s wrist made his body seem like it would fold in half. Thanks to that, his thin chest flesh gathered to create a cleavage. Taeju’s eyes reached the long crease caught between his breasts.
“Hyung’s chest got bigger, did you get pregnant or something?”
“What?”
Iseo was truly surprised and let go of his wrist. Then he grabbed his own chest. When his folded shoulders straightened, the gathered muscles returned to their places and the cleavage disappeared.
Cold sweat flowed for a moment from Iseo’s back. A man has female genitalia attached. Even if it’s immature, hearing such words would naturally chill one’s liver and gall.
“Do you masturbate with your chest?”
Yeon Taeju, who had made him alarmed, ridiculed that appearance. His voice was without fail tinged with laughter. Iseo wasn’t even upset anymore. No, he was upset, but he didn’t know how to get angry. Common sense didn’t work on him.
“No, let go.”
Iseo stiffened his face and twisted his shoulders. Of course, that was blocked by Taeju’s firm arm. Taeju pressed firmly on Iseo’s shoulder area with his chin and circled around.
“Are you sulking?”
He smiled with his eyes gently like ice cream melting softly.
Iseo was more surprised by his attitude of trying to soothe him than by his smile. So he missed the timing to say no.
“Don’t sulk. Because you’re cute, I want to fuck you more.”
While he was off guard, Taeju hooked his arm around the leg placed on top and lifted it. The blanket slid smoothly off his body and his groin was revealed wide open.
“Ah, I said don’t. Ugh…”
The penis starting to erect heavily slowly rubbed the folds of the anus and crossed between the perineum and both labia of the pussy. Iseo rolled his neck and let out a long moan.
The pillar rubbing against the hotly swollen entrances was slippery. The inside had already been washed and the semen removed. Yet the reason his penis slid like on a slide between his groin was because love juice flowed again. Iseo slightly bit his lips. Now the pussy welcomed Yeon Taeju’s penis like a dog recognizing its owner.
“Huu, you say no but why is it wet below.”
Iseo twisted his waist and tried to lower his hand. Since he couldn’t close his legs, the moment he tried to block it with his hand at least, Taeju’s head came between his armpits.
Their arms and legs intertwined like twisted rope. Iseo, whose arm ended up around the back of Taeju’s neck, widened his eyes in confusion.
“It’s so slippery that even if I don’t want to put it in, it’ll go in.”
“What kind of nonsense is that…! Ah!”
Taeju took a big bite below his armpit. His shoulder bounced up. Because it was a place with curves, it felt like even Yeon Taeju’s molars dug into his flesh.
“Hua! It hurts…!”
Like chewing tough meat, Taeju continued to chew below his armpit. Iseo hastily grabbed Taeju’s shoulder and pushed him away. Ignoring that, he kept chewing then gathered his lips and sucked on the place with teeth marks. Another bruise would form. That was his thought.
“Ugh…”
Taeju’s head gradually came over toward his chest. Sucking so all the surrounding flesh stretched, when he came over near his nipple, Iseo became urgent. It didn’t seem like it would end with just one more bruise forming.
The fiercely erect penis moved slipperily from between his buttocks to his pussy.
“Hau, ugh…! Stop…!”
Taeju’s left cheek hollowed deeply. He sucked in the chest flesh with all his strength. Rather than the sensation of having his chest sucked, Iseo moaned because of the side profile of Yeon Taeju with his eyes tightly closed and cheeks deeply hollowed.
His prominent nose bridge was pressed against his chest and his thin cheeks sank in. His deep eye sockets and long eyelashes were profound. The way he slightly frowned every time he inhaled was arousing.
“Yeon Taeju, ah, ahh…!”
The slippery penis pushed forward and fiercely scraped his labia. Iseo felt strength gradually leaving the hands trying to push Taeju’s shoulders away.
