“You said it hurts.”
Iseo’s expression crumpled.
“No? Then your chest?”
Iseo bit his lips twisted. Seeing that, Taeju slightly furrowed his brow. The tendons rising on his nape bulged.
“Then where is okay.”
At his calm and indifferent words, Iseo’s heart trembled for some reason. Like when he was young and rubbed his lips to deepen his emotions. With actions that didn’t know if he was worried or just chasing his own pleasure, he created emotional contours.
“Tsk, haah…”
“Feet.”
Taeju twitched one cheek and crumpled his eyes. His gaze that had been looking down at his own penis quickly stuck into Iseo’s face like a harpoon.
“What?”
“Cum on my feet.”
“That’s cute.”
Yeon Taeju snorted several times. The member caught in his hand twitched several times on its own.
“How did you even know I like feet.”
Is that true? Iseo’s pupils shook in confusion. He’d only wanted to tease him a bit with his private appreciation. It definitely wasn’t something he said because he wanted to see him go down and hold his ankles.
Taeju propped the mattress with his knees and straightened his upper body. When his upper body was completely upright, his member that had risen tightly was newly massive.
He laughed while watching Iseo’s face gradually distort with bewilderment.
“Did you want to see me cum on hyung’s feet?”
The pillar was crushed beneath his soles. At the strange texture of that hot lump of flesh, Iseo’s legs bounced up.
“It’s not something I can’t do. Put your feet together properly.”
“Nngh, I don’t want to…! I won’t do it!”
The pillar settled in the concave part of his soles. Thanks to that, Iseo’s legs spread roundly, revealing the area between his legs completely.
Iseo twisted his feet with strength to pull out his caught feet. Taeju distorted his brow and applied strong force to his gripping hands. For a moment, bones rang as if joints had collided wrong.
“Ah! It hurts!”
“Then stay still. You said you’d do it with your feet.”
“No, just, on my chest cum…! Huah!”
His legs moved on their own. The flesh pillar rubbed hotly in the middle of his soles. When he gripped and moved the lower body all at once like changing a baby’s diaper, Iseo’s face heated up instantly. Iseo forcibly applied strength to his arms and pulled up his upper body.
Yeon Taeju’s gaze was stubbornly fixed on between his legs, on his hole, to a terrible degree.
“Y-you’re crazy! I said don’t…!”
Not with hands but rubbed with feet. He masturbated using his feet as tools while digging into below with his eyes.
This was a familiar yet unfamiliar sensation. A sense of immorality similar to when he was first held by Yeon Taeju heated his belly.
Several tendons protruded forcefully on Yeon Taeju’s lower abdomen. Sweat that flowed down his temples dripped onto the bed. Yeon Taeju was completely immersed in his sexuality. His bloodshot, persistent eyes were marinated in excitement and pleasure.
Without realizing it, Iseo contracted below tightly. Excitement rose as if Yeon Taeju’s immoral lust had transferred to him. His teeth chattered. Each time Yeon Taeju grabbed and shook his legs, his member that began to gradually swell also shook.
“Hng, hold hyung’s too.”
“N-no, I said no… don’t do it!”
Iseo tightly gripped the sheet and shook his head. Regardless of his rational fastidiousness, the member sliding between his soles made his lower abdomen tingle.
“Hold it so we cum together.”
Yeon Taeju’s gaze rapidly went back and forth over Iseo’s entire body. The pelvis with dark blue bruises rising, the blotchy chest and armpits, the face shuddering whether from excitement or anger. And the two entrances that revealed the pitch-black pupils inside each time they fluttered.
“Hurry, I’ll cum together when hyung cums.”
At his urgent voice, Iseo flinched his buttocks. He slightly raised his neck and their gazes met at once. His face heated up as if burned by the hot gaze.
“Hm? Quickly.”
Yeon Taeju’s eyebrows drooped slightly. Iseo frowned as if he’d seen something he shouldn’t have. He wanted to do what he asked.
“I want to go while watching hyung cum.”
Iseo made excuses to himself. While lightly gripping his own member with his hand, his eyes headed toward Yeon Taeju’s member. This wasn’t because of Yeon Taeju but because of his own excitement.
He swept over his erect member with his hand. He who tightly gripped his feet rubbed roughly. Between his soles became soaked wet. The writhing member dripped sticky mucus in streams.
One arm supporting his upper body trembled. Still, Iseo held and shook his member. His head was dizzy. Since he’d already ejaculated several times, it wasn’t easy to ejaculate just by stimulating his member. Iseo frowned around his eyes and panted.
The top of the foreskin rapidly swept over was hot and stinging. Iseo twisted his waist not knowing what to do.
“I think I’m gonna cum…”
Taeju said while clenching his teeth. His tightly protruding jaw muscles bulged and his tightly lowered eyelids twitched several times in convulsions. His face reddened from the exhilaration of ejaculation was serious and fierce.
“Hoo, ah…!”
Between his soles became completely covered with semen and pale liquid poured down onto the bed. Yeon Taeju’s firm chest repeatedly swelled large then deflated.
His white, tough skin shone like armor. Strength gradually drained from the hand touching his member. Satisfaction that he’d perfectly drawn him masturbating in front of him fulfilled his mind.
The moment just before ejaculation when Yeon Taeju colored his face and tensed his muscles strongly, the moment he tightened his breath and applied strength to his belly skin while ejaculating, the moment he poured out languid breaths and released the tension of his entire body right after ejaculating. The organic and smooth series of processes was ecstatic in itself.
Even after ejaculating, Taeju rubbed his member with Iseo’s feet several times to squeeze out the remaining semen. His member that shot semen two more times went limp beneath his soles.
Though Iseo hadn’t ejaculated, he also panted urgently together.
“Why didn’t you cum.”
A voice that sounded hoarse like winter wind asked.
“Can’t you go with just your cock anymore?”
Taeju released his feet. The feet covered with semen plummeted weakly onto the bed. Since he’d spread and lifted his legs for a while, a tingling sensation passed through to his toes.
“Touch me. Me too.”
The upper body languidly loosened right after ejaculation wriggled bit by bit at the lingering pleasure. Iseo whispered while looking at around Taeju’s shoulders. It felt like he couldn’t ejaculate alone. Unlike the expectation that saying that would be awkward, asking Yeon Taeju to touch him came out easily.
Taeju laughed. That laugh seemed to praise himself. The lewd self who honestly revealed his inner thoughts.
“Come here.”
Taeju pulled Iseo’s arm. He leaned his back against the bed head and sat, placing Iseo on top of him. Because of his loosened waist, Iseo wrapped his arms around Taeju’s shoulders and relied on him.
“I’ll touch your back so shake your cock.”
Taeju whispered in a leisurely tone. The hoarse-ended voice was an aphrodisiac and detonator by itself. Iseo rested his forehead on Taeju’s shoulder and only nodded his head.
“Spread your legs.”
“Ha, ah…”
Taeju’s member was laid beneath his buttocks. Skin wet with damp bodily fluids repeatedly stuck to each other then slid away. Iseo gripped his own member and shook slowly.
Taeju’s hand gradually approached toward the pussy. He rubbed between the labia and rubbed the inside with the back of his fingers as if sliding.
Iseo leaned on Taeju’s shoulder and stared intently at his own bottom. Taeju’s hand back with protruding veins and fingers with rough joints, long clean nails, and his own sticky pussy.
“Hng, t-touch me a bit harder.”
“Okay.”
Taeju sucked on Iseo’s earlobe. His shoulder muscles bounced up.
The hand that had been rubbing the pussy with the back of his fingers gradually dug inside. Iseo shook the hand gripping his cock faster. Not only touch but even sight was all dizzying.
“Here, the curved part, you like it when I stab here.”
Three fingers bent like hooks and rubbed exactly the place he said he liked. Iseo let out an ailing moan and clung even harder to Taeju.
“Ngh, yeah! Aah…! I like it…!”
“Make more sounds. Say it’s good.”
His murky voice and wet tongue simultaneously dug into his ear. Iseo trembled his waist and cried that it was good. He embraced him with one arm.
When he rapidly pressed the mucous membrane and swept the member, the sense of ejaculation quickly reached its limit. Iseo applied strength to his lower abdomen and moved his hand faster. The urethra that had ejaculated several times stung. Even that didn’t make Iseo’s hand stop.
