A hole that had only ever let things out was now taking something in — the feeling was genuinely strange.
Entirely unlike Ryun’s bewildered inner experience, Gyeom’s finger invaded him at an unhurried, leisurely pace.
“Ha, fuck… you’re so tight…”
Gyeom muttered that just one finger was already almost too snug, then worked it around inside, dragging his fingertip against the inner walls.
“If my cock pushes into here, I’d melt.”
Hot, tight, and wet. While describing Ryun’s hole, Gyeom kept working his finger inside and drizzled lube over it.
The cold gel touched the entrance and made it clench and shudder briefly in surprise.
Warmed by body heat, the gel liquefied and seeped inside, making a slick, wet sound each time Gyeom pushed his finger in and out.
Hmm… this is strange… but it’s good…
Ryun let out a moan and shivered finely, awash in a sensation he had never felt before in his life.
Gyeom kept working his finger into the hole and breathing roughly — then abruptly pushed himself up and moved toward Ryun’s head.
“Ryun, fuck, hyung can’t hold back. Just from fingering you… hyung feels like he’s going to burst.”
Gyeom muttered in a rushed voice, and there was a rustling sound as though he was undoing his belt buckle. A zipper followed — and then something damp and scorching hot pressed down against Ryun’s forehead.
As Gyeom shifted slightly, the tip of his cock dragged in light, idle strokes across Ryun’s forehead.
“If hyung’s cock bursts like this, Ryun won’t get to taste it — so suck hyung off a little and calm him down.”
Gyeom pried Ryun’s mouth open and pushed his cock inside.
“Hmm, so good. Your hole will be better than your mouth, right? I want you to grip my cock the way you squeezed my finger just now.”
Then, in a regretful tone, Gyeom continued. He said it was far too tight to just push straight into the hole — that preparation was still needed.
“I don’t want Ryun getting hurt.”
He said Ryun was precious to him, that he wanted to take care of him — so that when they finally had sex, Ryun would feel nothing but pleasure and no pain at all.
What a gentle bastard.
Gyeom was still, without question, a bastard who had his eyes on his little brother’s ass. But the feelings he had for Ryun seemed genuine enough.
Being a gentle bastard, rather than use Ryun’s unprepared hole, he was apparently settling for his mouth instead — and his cock pushed into Ryun’s mouth.
“…He should stay asleep since I gave him the sleeping pill.”
Ryun tended to sleep deeply.
He rarely woke on his own even without anything — so with a sleeping pill on top of that, Gyeom figured Ryun would be even harder to wake than usual.
Maybe I’ll push all the way into his throat tonight. Gyeom slowly worked his cock deeper into Ryun’s throat.
“Mmph, urk…”
The foreign intrusion in his throat must have been significant — Ryun’s otherwise peaceful face twisted, and he made strained, muffled sounds of distress.
Gyeom watched him carefully and eased his cock in little by little, making sure not to wake him.
“Hmm… Ryun. It’s so good… so tight…”
Having pushed all the way to the root inside Ryun’s mouth, Gyeom braced both hands on the sofa and panted.
As expected — Ryun, his own little brother, really had been born to take his cock.
Even his throat — not even his hole — clenched tight around him as though savoring it.
Gyeom waited patiently for Ryun to adjust to him, and once enough time had passed, he began to roll his hips slowly.
His cock slid through the slick interior, then back out again from the tightly gripping throat.
Watching Ryun’s lips flatten against his groin and yet swallow all of him down without complaint, Gyeom felt a swell of adoration and whispered to sleeping Ryun:
“Ryun, does it taste good? Hm? Does it taste good? Every time hyung tries to pull out, your throat holds on like it doesn’t want to let go — so it must taste good, right?”
“Mm, urk, hmm…”
Ryun’s sleeping body gave no answer — only making strained sounds each time his throat was pressed down on. But inside, Ryun was a different story.
Hmm… it’s not as bad as I expected?
There was some discomfort, and every time his cock filled his throat completely it became hard to breathe — but perhaps because of the consideration Gyeom showed, waiting for him to adjust each time, Ryun found he didn’t mind taking him in his mouth so much.
On top of that, each time Gyeom pushed inward, the coarse scratch of his pubic hair against Ryun’s soft lips felt strangely good too.
Every time the cock drove deep inside, a tingling pulse spread through his groin.
His jaw, stretched wide, ached a little — but that was manageable enough. And it made Ryun wonder, with genuine curiosity, just how much more intense it would feel when hyung eventually took his ass. He was even starting to look forward to it.
Gyeom had been kneeling on the sofa, gripping Ryun’s face and thrusting, and now seemed to be approaching his limit — he spoke to Ryun.
“Ryun, hyung’s going to come. Do you have to take everything hyung gives you again this time too?”
The press of Gyeom’s groin against his lips grew increasingly forceful.
Gyeom’s groans built and built — and then he drove in deep and shuddered, his whole body trembling.
Cum spilled in surging pulses down the back of Ryun’s throat — but unlike last time, he could barely taste anything.
Not that it tastes like much — just raw and slightly bitter…
Still, not being able to taste it at all was a little disappointing.
Gyeom, still trembling, slowly pulled his cock free from Ryun’s mouth.
He rubbed the length of it — slick and gleaming with saliva and cum — against Ryun’s lips.
“Hyung’s cock belongs to Ryun, so if it gets dirty, Ryun has to clean it up properly.”
With that, he pushed the stained cock against sleeping Ryun’s lips and tongue and rubbed it around.
Sleeping Ryun couldn’t clean him properly with any real effort, so Gyeom gave up after a rough rub and pulled back — muttering in a dissatisfied voice that next time, Ryun had better clean him up all the way. Seemingly reluctant to just send Ryun back to his room like this, Gyeom returned to Ryun’s backside and started working his finger back into the hole.
Ryun lay flat on his back with his hips lifted, hole fully exposed to Gyeom each time he was fingered.
“Mm, ngh… hmm—!”
Every time Gyeom pushed his finger into sleeping Ryun’s hole, Ryun’s body writhed and moaned.
Finding Ryun unbearably cute, Gyeom pressed his lips in kiss after kiss against the thigh he’d draped over his shoulder and kept working the inside of the hole.
Then Gyeom pressed the tip of his finger firmly against a particular spot — and Ryun’s body jolted, his hips arching up sharply.
“Hmm—!”
“…Ryun. Does it feel good here?”
Gyeom pressed that spot again, and Ryun arched back and panted. Gyeom worked that place with relentless focus, and Ryun’s panting stretched on without end.
“Hmm—! Ngh… hmm—! Ah. Hoo, hh—!”
His body shuddered — and his cock did too.
Gyeom watched precum streaming in a steady flow from the tip and laughed.
“Ryun. Is your cock broken? Why is it leaking so much.”
Chuckling, Gyeom continued working Ryun’s ass — and without him noticing, a second finger had joined the first inside the hole.
“Ha, fuck, when am I ever going to stretch you enough to have you? If I didn’t care about Ryun so much I’d have just pushed straight in — hyung’s holding back this much because he loves Ryun so much. You know that, right?”
Even after spending inside Ryun’s mouth earlier, watching Ryun moan and shudder had gotten Gyeom hard again.
Restless with want, Gyeom bit lightly at Ryun’s thigh again and again as he kept fingering the hole — and Ryun, stimulated by those fingers, was no longer dripping with just precum. It was cum now, flowing freely.
“Hmm—! Mm… ha—!”
Ryun’s body convulsed and trembled as cum spilled out of him.
Watching Ryun come undone made Gyeom’s gut clench with need — he wanted to come again. He started to debate it.
His mouth had been good — but Gyeom wanted to push his cock into every part of Ryun’s body and taste each one. The fact that he could do all of this with Ryun was precisely because Ryun was asleep — and yet, in a way, that was exactly what made it frustrating.
