“Ah, if you really hate it to death, do it like last time.”
“What?”
The man who seemed about to pounce suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and opened his mouth.
“Grab my hair and fucking pull it. Got it?”
“What exactly are you trying to…?”
He suddenly spoke in a warning tone, making him wonder what on earth it was about. The identity of the act was soon revealed. Gil Taeseo opened his mouth wide and devoured what was between his legs.
“Hey, hey! You crazy…!”
The inside of his mouth was hot beyond just warm. The man was solid and hard everywhere else, but his mouth was no different from anyone else’s. The soft mucous membrane, fully saturated with moisture, clung to his genitals without hesitation.
“Hngh…!”
Having someone suck such an intimate part, especially a man, was something he really couldn’t have imagined. Saehyeon was horrified and half-raised his upper body.
With his vision raised like that, he could see the situation between his legs even more clearly. A round, pretty head was wedged between his pathetically thin thighs. A haughty, insufferably cocky alpha was now… sucking his genitals from beneath his legs. It was such an absurd sight that even though he could see it clearly right before his eyes, it was hard to believe.
Light-colored hair tickled his pale skin here and there. But such sensations could be easily ignored, because the biggest problem was still… there.
“Mmh… ugh, really, cra… hah!”
Every time the head moved, there was a lewd sound of sucking and licking something. He tried to sit up to stop it, but it was futile. When the arm supporting his body shook, his body swayed along with it.
If he couldn’t push him back, he just needed to pull himself back. Saehyeon pushed the bed with his feet as a temporary measure to pull his body back. To be precise, he tried to.
But the man followed nimbly even with that large body of his. He swallowed in one go the shaft that had been pushed slightly out of his mouth, forcing it deep inside. Yes, “forcing” was the right expression.
“Hey, just… wait a second… pull it out…”
In the end, with nowhere left to retreat, trapped between the headboard and the man in an awkward sitting position, Saehyeon found himself in a situation where his genitals had to be mercilessly sucked.
While sucking with his mouth as if possessed, his hands roughly grabbed and kneaded his thighs or buttocks. Large, red handprints were left on each spot, but neither Saehyeon nor the man had time to care about that.
“Haa… ah, ah…!”
His vision kept flashing with bursts of light. Saehyeon eventually had no choice but to give up resisting and moan tremblingly.
He was gradually getting used to that monstrous thing stirring up his rear. But the one attached to the front was a different story. If he were to put it that way, Saehyeon’s front was an unopened, brand-new product. He had no memory of it, but he could be certain of at least that much.
It was the same in his relationship with Gil Taeseo over the past few months. Although it had been ruthlessly kneaded and tormented by those large hands, it had never once been enveloped inside a mucous membrane like this.
Its shape—soft and pale, close to skin-colored, with only the tip bearing a faint flush of blood—was like a certificate of proof.
This act he was experiencing for the first time, half resembling penetration, was really… really strange.
And the fact that the one providing this sensation was Gil Taeseo brought an equally peculiar feeling. It felt thrilling yet shameful, making him want to hide immediately, and while he wanted to push the man’s head away, he also wanted to grab it and pull it forward.
‘Crazy… this is really crazy…’
Saehyeon ultimately couldn’t decide on a direction and fell into it as if swept up by the waves of the act. His trembling movements, as if trying to escape, gradually changed from a certain point. At his clumsy hip movements that jerked in small motions as if trying to thrust into the mouth, Gil Taeseo’s eyes curved slightly.
He’d bitten knives and money when he bit them, but had he never bitten something like this? Gil Taeseo had only sucked intensely at first too. But it seemed his quick learning ability applied here as well. Since he was targeting only the weaknesses he’d already figured out completely like a ghost, Saehyeon had no choice but to quickly raise the white flag…
‘Wait.’
In the middle of moaning, Saehyeon felt a familiar sensation rising within this unfamiliar act. Saehyeon, whose half-closed eyes suddenly shot open, reached out his hand in horror.
“Qu-quickly let go.”
His waist was trembling violently, and the sensation rushing toward climax definitely included the feeling of ejaculation. He’d already been concerned about ejaculating all over Gil Taeseo’s expensive clothes. And now, on top of that, it was even his mouth, wasn’t it?
This time he couldn’t hesitate. Saehyeon reached out and grabbed Gil Taeseo’s head. He couldn’t have failed to feel the sensation of trembling fingers digging between the strands of hair.
Gil Taeseo instead clung closer, drawing Saehyeon’s member deeper inside. The man’s exhaled breath directly touched his skin, and there was even a sense of crisis that it might be swallowed all the way down his throat if he wasn’t careful.
“I’m about to cum, so let go right now, you… ungh, hmm!”
His limbs, which had been trembling like a last struggle, soon stiffened hard. Then they went limp. Only then did Gil Taeseo pull his head back.
The genitals that slowly emerged starting from the shaft were covered in the man’s saliva and the liquid it had leaked itself. It glistened slickly enough in the light of the lamp softly lit beside the bed.
When he spat out the last glans, he even sucked out the tip to the point where it made a smacking sound like a kiss.
Saehyeon, who had been gasping in the afterglow, hurriedly pulled himself together. After first drawing his legs closed, he grabbed the face he’d lost hold of.
“…Spit it out.”
Like between his legs, there was some moisture remaining around Gil Taeseo’s mouth as well. And surely… that would remain inside his mouth too.
Focused on the situation, Saehyeon didn’t even notice that he’d thrust his own member in front of Gil Taeseo’s face. Gil Taeseo’s eyes widened slightly at Saehyeon, who had come close enough for their lips to touch.
“Spit it out, you bastard! Aren’t you going to spit it out?!”
Trembling and holding his head while staying quiet, he resembled someone. He was like a guardian who discovered their dog chewing on something during a walk. In a situation where they hadn’t given them any treats separately.
When Gil Taeseo opened his mouth, Saehyeon felt slightly relieved. But the pale lips quickly closed again, and instead of the mouth, his Adam’s apple bobbed. The cloudy liquid pooled on his red tongue had disappeared cleanly when it opened again.
Saehyeon, who witnessed this series of events right before his nose,
“Agh! Aagh! Why would you eat that. Are you crazy?”
Burst out yelling just like that. His face flushed bright red as if it would explode. Having his front sucked was one thing, but to eat that, to eat that!
“Doesn’t taste good.”
But the person in question was only calm. It was an expression that couldn’t believe he’d sucked another person’s genitals with his mouth—a man’s at that—and even swallowed the semen. Except for clicking his tongue slightly as if gauging the moisture or taste around his mouth.
“Then fuck, would that taste good?”
“Then what do you want me to do about it. It’s too much trouble to change the sheets at this hour to spray it outside, and it’s obvious a certain someone would throw a fit.”
That ‘certain someone’ flinched. It was true. Until now, they’d left the hotel before room cleaning time, so it had been less embarrassing. But now, in a robe like this, alone with Gil Taeseo… if they asked to change sheets stained with semen. It was horrifying just to imagine.
But they couldn’t just sleep like that either. Gil Taeseo, befitting his young master origins, had cleanliness bordering on germophobia…
“No, but even so, you ate it? Don’t you have germophobia? Why do you keep acting… acting dirty only about these… these things?”
They say there are people who are fine normally but especially change completely on the bed. He suspected Gil Taeseo was in that category too. Finding pleasure in completely reversing his usual excessive cleanliness…
He knew he was thinking strange thoughts, but it wasn’t a groundless suspicion. Someone who obsessively washed his hands and changed gloves, and immediately changed his shoes if anything got on them.
Gil Taeseo would persistently suck the nape of his neck that had sweated when he was suddenly called to the office in summer. He didn’t care that his shirt and pants got dirty with the semen Saehyeon ejaculated. And then now he skipped a stage and bit down on his genitals, even though he’d washed them.
“Germophobia. I’ve seen so much filthy shit that I’m fucking tired of it and just want to avoid seeing it in daily life. You’re slandering me badly.”
“…Isn’t that the same thing?”
He was a man with the talent to calmly perform outrageous acts and make nonsensical words sound plausible. That’s why he hadn’t been an easy opponent to argue with before either.
But if his specialty back then was to stab and twist the opponent’s weaknesses with a knife sarcastically, now he was formidable in a different sense. There was a glimpse of his skill in manipulating someone to think or act that way.
In the end, before such a 28-year-old Gil Taeseo, Saehyeon was left speechless again today.
“Now that I’ve taken one step back, you’re done.”
With such Saehyeon before him, Gil Taeseo began to move arbitrarily again.
