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    No matter what Wooseung said, Taejung did not seem to be listening properly. He just kept insisting they do it again with a flushed face, a stubbornness that was chilling just to hear.

    “Fuck. Don’t count that last one.”

    He spat out a curse as he stroked his penis, which had not decreased in size even after ejaculating.

    “Can’t we, can’t we not do it? I’m too, heuk, in pain.”

    Taejung grabbed the pants dangling around his ankles and pulled them off completely. Then he mercilessly spread his flailing legs apart. When Wooseung tried to get up by pushing himself up from the table with his hands, he even grabbed his neck and pressed him down.

    “If you get up, I’ll tear it.”

    The subject was omitted, but it was impossible not to know what he meant he would tear.

    “Heuk, heu,”

    As if he found the now-docile Wooseung praiseworthy, Taejung lightly slapped his cheek. His spread legs came together again, and a rough hand pressed down on the back of his knees. His rounded buttocks were pushed straight up, revealing the swollen hole between the cheeks of his behind.

    Cloudy semen was trickling down between the folds. Taejung pushed his penis, wrapped in grotesque veins, firmly into that space.

    “Hah… Ah, shit.”

    Once past the tight entrance, the insides, wet with semen, welcomed his penis gladly. The soft flesh squirmed and nibbled at him repeatedly.

    “Heu, eu… eut.”

    Wooseung panted, enduring the tremendous pressure of his insides being crushed. His chest rose and fell rapidly as his breath became shallow. He was terrified of the penis that kept entering without end.

    “Relax your, keuk, muscles.”

    Taejung supported himself on the table with his free hand and thrust his hips up forcefully. His gluteus maximus hollowed out, casting a deep shadow on his firm, high buttocks.

    “You, haah, are you doing this on purpose, fuck, heok… to fuck with me.”

    His mashed insides churned, mercilessly squeezing the penis. The semen he had shot into the inner walls trickled down along the thick shaft. A vicious pleasure, close to pain, struck his brain.

    “Wook… Heu, eut.”

    For Wooseung, however, the situation was very different; just enduring the rising nausea caused by the penis inserted to the root was overwhelming. He pressed his mouth firmly with the back of his hand and tried to relax his lower body, but it was not easy. Every time he breathed, a breath mixed with the strong smell of alcohol scattered into the air.

    “Ah, ah, heut!”

    As the penis that filled him completely pulled out, he felt the horrific sensation of his flesh being dragged along with it. Wooseung bit down hard on the back of his hand without realizing it, and at the same time, the opening clenched shut, making Taejung’s head drop forward.

    “This, fuck, really…”

    A curse came out involuntarily. He had almost repeated that pathetic act. The pleasure that had taken over his entire body was so immense that his neck stiffened.

    “It’s strange, strange heu…”

    He glared resentfully at Wooseung, who, with a grimaced face, was only spitting out words like “it hurts” and “it’s strange.” If it hurt that much, then he should stop clenching like he was going to bite his penis off. Taejung gritted his teeth, blaming Wooseung.

    “Relax, keut, your muscles.”

    He pushed past the tight clenching and slammed his penis in. He didn’t stop there, but repeatedly pulled out until only the head was barely caught, then thrust back in. Slap, slap. The sound of skin slapping against skin was loud.

    “Aheu, ah!”

    Wooseung, who had been busy pouring out pained moans, suddenly raised his arm and placed it over his face. Taejung, wondering what he was doing, soon noticed Wooseung’s gaze anxiously roaming the ceiling.

    “Haha! Hey, hey, what are you doing.”

    Taejung stopped his movements in the middle of thrusting his penis in. The swollen opening tightly gripped the shaft of the half-inserted penis. Pushing aside the simmering pleasure, he first grabbed Wooseung’s arm and moved it away.

    Unlike his reddened eyes, nose, and mouth, his two cheeks were pale. His eyes, which had been aimlessly tracing the empty air before being squeezed shut and disappearing, were so innocent as to be foolish.

    “Ah…!”

    When his face was exposed, Wooseung quickly turned his head. His left cheek touched the cold marble, and goosebumps pricked his skin.

    “Heu-eut…”

    Wooseung raised the arm that Taejung wasn’t holding and covered his eyes. At that, Taejung let go of the back of his knees altogether and pulled down both of Wooseung’s arms. His weakened legs wandered, unable to do anything.

    “Ah, because of the CCTV?”

    He had hit the mark. The man’s thin chest fluttered like a fish thrown on land.

    “Hey, there’s no CCTV here.”

    The struggling thin arms stopped dead. The closed eyelids also slowly lifted. Soaked eyelashes half-covered his clear pupils.

    “If we had done it over there earlier, hooo… your fucking would have been filmed.”

    “Heuk…”

    “Are you disappointed? Ah, what, should we go over there?”

    Wooseung frantically shook his head from side to side.

    “Worrying about all sorts of things…”

    Taejung laughed as if he didn’t understand and rubbed the inside of his cheek with his tongue.

    “Hey. Stop thinking about other things and just relax. Fuck, if you make me come, heok, fast again, I’m serious…”

    Pushing the remaining half of his penis back in, Taejung let go of the thin arms. Instead of covering his face, Wooseung gripped the edge of the table with his hands. His body kept getting pushed back by the forcefully thrusting penis, and his back stung.

    The dull pain like being punched in the gut, the stinging and throbbing below, the wrists and nape of his neck faintly bruised from the merciless hands. There wasn’t a single part of him that was okay. Wooseung wanted to relieve just one of the pains right now.

    “Ah, ah, eut!”

    “Th, shit… hooeu, keut.”

    The thrusting resumed. Taejung grabbed the hollows of his knees and pressed down hard towards Wooseung’s body. His buttocks lifted, and the insertion became deeper.

    “It hurts, ah! Heo-eu, heuk.”

    He ignored the overwhelmed screams coming from below. He focused only on ramming his penis deeper, deeper. The soft insides, like hotly boiled jelly, were absolutely amazing.

    “Heok, kook, heok…”

    The fluid that had leaked from the head of his penis soaked his insides. Was it because of the rough insertion? Bubbles began to form at the entrance.

    “Hooeuk, keuk.”

    The dark red penis, wrapped in veins, was revealed and then disappeared between his raised buttocks. Slap, slap. Water splattered, and soon Taejung’s lower abdomen was thoroughly soaked.

    “Wai, wait…!”

    When the penis, erect enough to reach his navel, mercilessly stabbed his insides, Wooseung could no longer bear it and reached out his hand. The watch clattered and then slid down toward his elbow.

    “My stomach hurts, it hurts, heuk!”

    Taejung grabbed that hand and pressed it onto the table. And at the same time, he thrust his penis in to its deepest point.

    “Heok…”

    “Aheut!”

    Wooseung clutched his stomach with his remaining hand. His wide eyes roamed the empty air before being obscured by welling moisture and blurring.

    “Ah, it’s strange, heu…”

    Taejung had finally rammed his penis into the place where the intestines folded over and over.

    “Heok… Wow, shit.”

    The flesh that had been stuck together separated, and his penis brutally dug into the space between. In an instant, the contracted intestines twitched repeatedly, providing an intense pressure. Taejung was amazed by the stimulation he had never felt before. A laugh even escaped him.

    “It’s too, too strange, heu, it hurts.”

    His lips, thoroughly soaked with saliva, parted and gasped, pouring out his pain. However, the penis that had brutally taken over his insides showed no signs of pulling its head back.

    “Hooo…”

    Instead, Taejung began to grind his hips with small movements in that state.

    “Ah, ah!”

    Wooseung, who had been trembling while clutching his stomach, could not bear it any longer and reached out his hand. The hand that came out from beside his thigh flailed, unable to properly grab Taejung’s forearm.

    “Ple, please pull out a little. Heuk, this is strange, it feels strange.”

    “I don’t want to, hooeu…!”

    Taejung rotated his hips as if to show him. The hard penis poked and pressed into every part of the soft inner flesh. Wooseung’s outstretched hand struggled to grab Taejung’s wrist. It was the very hand that was crushing the back of his knees.

    “You’re something else.”

    Taejung twisted the corner of his mouth crookedly and then, with his penis, truly wreaked havoc on his insides. As he blatantly shoved the head of his penis in and out, Wooseung closed his eyes and cried like a child. The familiar walnut-like dimple formed below his contorted lips.

    “Ah, fuck, heok…”

    The violent thrusting that churned his soft inner flesh also brought him intense pleasure. Taejung could no longer hold back the approaching sense of ejaculation. He had already held it in for so long that his penis felt like it was boiling. The sexual pleasure that struck the back of his head even made the nape of his neck ache.

    “Haa. Hah… Ah, shit…!”

    He crushed the back of his knees with all his strength and slammed his penis in. As the weight of his entire body was loaded onto his lower body, he could feel the body beneath him trembling violently. Even that came as a strong stimulation.

    “Keueuk!”

    The penis throbbed, shooting semen into the red, soft flesh. The hideous veins that ran all the way to his lower abdomen squirmed. Cloudy fluid formed at the foamy junction and then dripped down, drip, drip. Whitish semen pooled on the dark-colored marble table.

    “Heu-eut, eut…!”

    A vein stood out on Wooseung’s neck. It was because of the sensation of his breath catching in his throat and the pain that felt like his ribs were breaking. With Taejung, who was incomparable to him in not only height but also build, pressing down on him from above, he had no way of enduring it.

    “I can’t, can’t brea, heu-eut…”

    “Haa, haa…”

    He gathered his remaining strength and struggled, but Taejung breathed raggedly and showed no signs of pulling back. Behind the back of his knees, Taejung’s chest, pressed against him, repeatedly swelled and deflated.

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