FETCH 43
by twentyA squelching noise echoed between the two people as they mindlessly pressed their lips together. Saliva mixed over their tongues, which tangled and snared each other. Jaechan felt the sweltering heat swirling inside his mouth and gasped for air every time their lips parted.
His breaths burst out in heavy, ragged clumps. Despite the fact that he was merely rolling around on the floor, a searing heat quickly enveloped his body. As he mindlessly moved his tongue along the thick flesh rummaging through his mouth, the root of his tongue began to ache. But right now, he had no room to worry about that.
Han Kang’s hand, which had slipped under his clothes, caressed his lower back before stroking his side. It eventually reached his chest, fondling the firm muscles before flicking the nipples that had risen stiffly.
The sensation of his hand wandering around the areolas made the hair on his head stand on end. Jaechan let out a low, pained groan despite himself and peeked his eyes open. Han Kang’s eyes, which had been closed softly a moment ago, were now staring down at him intently. He wondered why he felt a sudden chill from that gaze.
It didn’t seem like the same man who had done nothing but reject him. His eyes, burning as if someone had lit a fuse, were devouring Jaechan manically.
The eyes where desire lurked were incredibly unfamiliar. Regardless of that, the fact that Han Kang was becoming aroused by him made Jaechan’s head feel numb.
Jaechan felt his body, already burning hot from the alcohol dominating his system, melting away. Yet, he found that sensation so welcome that he reached out to caress Han Kang’s solid upper body in return.
Every time they touched, a guiding wave poured out. Perhaps because it was only contact guiding, the amount exiting was exceptionally large, sending constant shivers through him.
“Heu, ah… Wait, just a second, ah…!”
His nipples had become extremely sensitive from the flicking touch, and then a warm, soft mass of flesh pressed against them. No sooner had their lips parted than Han Kang shoved his face under the T-shirt and began to slowly lick around Jaechan’s chest.
The previous sensations alone had been stimulating enough to make the area around his urethral opening itch, but having a tongue touch it was driving him insane. It felt as if the area under his tongue was parching up. Jaechan gripped Han Kang’s firm shoulders tightly, but his body lacked the strength to actually push him away.
The sound of licking echoed clearly in the entrance hallway. Since they had collapsed before even reaching the heavy inner door, the front door was right in front of them.
‘Is the soundproofing in our house okay?’
The sudden, idle worry that popped into his head vanished as a hand pushed directly into his pants.
“Heuu, uu…”
His toes curled in an instant. Finding and grabbing Jaechan’s penis in one go, Han Kang began to provide stimulation by slowly shaking him—after Jaechan had already been worked up from squirming his hips.
The thudding sound of the stroking and the squelching noise of the tongue pressing into and licking up his chest tangled together haphazardly. When Han Kang softly shook the shaft and then used the tip of his thumb to scratch at the glans, an indescribable thrill shot through Jaechan, causing his waist to twist involuntarily.
Jaechan let out groans while keeping his thighs tensed. His pants, already half-pulled off, were hanging precariously over his hips. Because of that, his tightly tensed buttocks pressed against the cold floor of the entrance.
Then, when he raised his knees, Han Kang’s turgid, swollen crotch brushed against him. Jaechan stole a glance downward. The prominent mass over his thigh was suffocating just to look at.
While feeling like he was already losing his mind, Jaechan unconsciously raised his knees higher and pressed against Han Kang’s penis to stimulate it. Han Kang’s previously calm expression crumpled into a mess.
“Heu…”
“Let’s… let’s go to the bed. If we do it here, my back will hurt.”
“Where… where is there any sanity left for that?”
It was as if he wasn’t the Han Kang he knew.
Han Kang clung to him obsessively, to the point where one might wonder if he was so possessed by desire that he couldn’t distinguish who the person in front of him was. His lips touched Jaechan’s body without a moment’s gap, and his hands caressed him relentlessly.
The hand gripping his cock also squeezed and released the glans to stimulate him, causing groans to pour out of Jaechan’s mouth helplessly.
He felt like he was going crazy.
The only sex he had ever had was receiving from behind, so the space between his buttocks was already tingling. It was a terrible craving for a pleasure he had tasted once before.
“But not here, n-no. You’ll get hurt, heuu…”
After all, Han Kang had to go to work tomorrow and train; he couldn’t afford to get injured.
But contrary to those words, Jaechan began to put pressure on his penis held in Han Kang’s hand by moving his hips instinctively. His lower belly seethed.
Between the feeling of his head going empty from the urge to ejaculate and the force squeezing his glans to prevent him from doing so, tears welled in his eyes.
“Ah, your hand, please…”
“No, we have to go together.”
“No, then you should also…!”
Do it properly.
Jaechan couldn’t even get the last words out of his mouth before letting out a loud groan, “Heuk.” His head fell back. He didn’t know how mischievous Han Kang’s hand was being as it used the tips of his fingers to slowly scratch the urethral opening.
While he felt Han Kang was being unkind for acting so recklessly, the joy of mixing bodies with him did not disappear. Jaechan squirmed his waist instinctively and moaned.
In the meantime, Han Kang’s mouth, which had been scouring his chest, moved lower and lower until it finally took the cock that had been being stimulated into his mouth.
“Heu…!”
His thighs clamped shut at the sudden warmth.
The suction force, which made Han Kang’s cheeks hollow out, made Jaechan feel like his soul was being sucked out. Furthermore, Han Kang used the hand that had been shaking his cock to grab his scrotum and roll it gently.
It was only natural that his head felt numb from the sensations crashing in from all sides. Jaechan let out a heavy groan, “Heuk,” as he felt his pupils dilate. As he bit down hard on his trembling jaw, the tears that had gathered at the corners of his eyes flowed down his temples.
The hot air scratched sensitively against his skin. When Jaechan bounced his hips at the intimate action of the tongue licking up the glans, a muffled groan, “Mmph,” came from below immediately.
Even so, Jaechan couldn’t think to stop his hip movements. The pleasure that had already set in was ecstatic enough to make him lose his mind, and the successive shocks that made his mouth hang open meant he could no longer restrain himself.
“Hut, ugh… Ah, fuck…”
“Mmph, mmph…”
Jaechan began to thrust his penis into Han Kang’s mouth. With the hand that had been scratching the floor, he gripped Han Kang’s hair tightly. As if the aggressive act was too much to handle, Han Kang looked up at Jaechan with narrowed eyes.
The seething pleasure gathered in a tight ball in his lower abdomen. His urethral opening twitched, and at the same time, the peripheral nerves in his hands and feet went numb. Along with that, the texture inside Han Kang’s mouth as he began to move his head back and forth made it feel as if his cock were melting away.
It was good. It was so insanely ecstatic that he thought it would be fine to die right then.
He felt like he would lose his sanity from the suction of the cheeks and the moist texture scouring the shaft. Jaechan was breaking down helplessly at Han Kang’s actions—teasing the tip of the glans and then sucking hard.
“I, I think I’m going to come, wait a second!”
Thinking he had to pull his cock out of his mouth quickly, he moved his hips back. However, Han Kang’s mouth clamped on even faster. Why was he being so obsessive while holding someone else’s cock? With a distorted expression, his eyes were saying, ‘Not a chance.’
Was it because of the words that they had to go together? But if that were the case, Han Kang showed no signs of ejaculation himself. Just as Jaechan was tensing his buttocks as hard as possible to hold it in, fearing he would ejaculate into his mouth…
“Heaaa…!”
At the same time Han Kang gripped Jaechan’s balls tightly, he shoved the cock deep into his throat. The tight sensation enveloping the shaft made his head spin and his vision flicker.
Following the stimulation that felt like his body was floating, his thighs spasmed. It was the moment the bunched-up muscles surged.
“Ah…!”
With a short exclamation, Jaechan went completely limp.
The heat that had been traveling through his entire body escaped all at once through the tip of the penis he had thrust in while bouncing his hips. At the same time, he couldn’t even catch his breath as it burst out raggedly. Jaechan looked down at Han Kang while breathing heavily.
It was because of the sense of defeat that rushed in afterward.
He had finally failed to overcome the ecstasy and ejaculated into his mouth.
That fact not only made him even more sober than before but also left his mind blank.
Damn it…
Swearing inwardly, Jaechan reflexively covered his face with both hands. He felt like he would die of embarrassment. Regardless of what he was thinking, Han Kang was still looking at him with the cock still in his mouth, even though he had ejaculated.
Snapping to his senses, he didn’t even know what to say.
Thinking he should tell him to take it out since he had to spit out the semen anyway, he looked down at him through the gaps in his fingers.
“Hey!”
Han Kang’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and something was gulped down. At that moment, a slight pressure was felt on the cock as well.
“Why did you swallow… that…!”
He looked at him in horror, but Han Kang didn’t care. Removing his lips, he instead showed a satisfied expression.
“Shall we go now? To the bed.”
Han Kang picked Jaechan up in his arms. Under the arm firmly supporting his buttocks, his thick crotch brushed against Jaechan’s dangling legs.
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