Vol 4 Ch 2

If there’s any expression you don’t understand in the future, be sure to check it.

As water poured down on him in the shower booth, Inseop made a resolution.

“Ah, haah… Mmm… Yeah.”

It wasn’t the first time they had s*x in the bathroom. But waking up to such intense s*x in the morning was a first.

“Wooyeon, wait… ugh. I…”

“You, what?”

Wooyeon, who was embracing Inseop from behind and nibbling on his shoulder, asked in a soft voice.

“Below… Too much…can’t …keep going…”

They had engaged in activities until dawn yesterday. He had already e**culated twice this morning alone. It felt so intense that it seemed like his lower body would melt away.

“Does it hurt?”

Wooyeon lightly grazed Inseop’s earlobe with his lips and asked.

“A little.”

Inseop honestly replied. Wooyeon’s p**is, inserted as soon as they entered the bathroom, had never once slipped out. Even after ejaculation, it would stiffen again with just a few movements of his waist. It was terrifying, as if his lower body would break down with it wide open.

“I’m sorry.”

Wooyeon immediately turned off the shower and separated his body from Inseop’s. His p**is was still e**ct, but Wooyeon’s face showed that he didn’t care about such things.

“Mmm.”

As the large p**is withdrew, Inseop’s thin thighs trembled. S**en spilled out through the hole. Inseop, feeling the sensation he never got used to, shuddered and exerted strength below.

“I’ll take it out for you.”

Wooyeon whispered, kissing Inseop’s cheek.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll…”

“I made the mess, so of course, I should clean it up.”

“No, I mean…”

Inseop waved his hands in refusal to his lover’s kind offer. Wooyeon turned him around to face him, then reached out his hands. Then, he spread the hole between the b**tocks.

“Mmm.”

Inseop’s eyebrows twitched. Wooyeon’s thick fingers began to poke and prod inside.

Inseop swallowed his breath, burying his head in Wooyeon’s shoulder. Wooyeon’s fingers gently explored the swollen inside. Inseop’s toes curled, pulling inward.

Despite his efforts not to, breath escaped through his parted lips. Inseop bit his lip.

“Do you like that?”

Inseop, trying hard not to exhale, responded a beat late, “Yes?”

“Inseop, you’re so soft and squishy inside.”

Wooyeon’s voice contained a hint of laughter as he spoke.

“Ah…”

Flustered, Inseop couldn’t find the words.

“Don’t clench my fingers. It excites me.”

“Oh… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

A light laughter filled the air.

“Relax. I’ve almost got it all out.”

Inseop bowed his head again and entrusted his body to Wooyeon. His hot breath touched Wooyeon’s shoulder. That was when it happened. Wooyeon’s hard p**is brushed against Inseop’s abdomen. The air in the bathroom became strangely warm.

…This is what I agreed to do.

Every time Wooyeon offered to clean up, the ending was always the same.

“…Inseop.”

Wooyeon’s voice dangerously wavered above him. Inseop replied in a crawling tone, “Yes.”

“May I?”

“Uh, well…”

“I won’t insert it. Okay?”

Wooyeon playfully pressed his body against Inseop’s as if throwing a tantrum. Inseop nodded slightly. Wooyeon knelt down on the bathtub floor.

“What… what are you doing?”

“You said it’s okay.”

Wooyeon said, holding Inseop’s thighs and bringing his face close between them.

“I want to s**k Mr. Inseop’s c**k and c**.”

“Ah… just…”

He barely expected they would face each other and m**turbate at most.

“I want to ask Inseop to s**k mine, but the inside of your mouth is also swollen.”

“……”

It was the result of a passionate night before. Due to the c**k penetrating not only inside his mouth but also into his throat, Inseop still found it difficult to swallow saliva.

“Do you not want me to do it with my mouth?”

Wooyeon, kneeling in the bathroom, pleading like a child pressing candy, weakened Inseop’s heart, and he nodded reluctantly. A faint smile flickered in Wooyeon’s eyes.

Inseop swallowed a sigh. There was no other choice. He was weak to Wooyeon, and even more so to Wooyeon, who acted so childishly.

“Spread your legs a bit.”

Inseop obediently spread his legs and stood as instructed. Wooyeon’s straight nose touched between his legs. Wooyeon’s lips touched the p**is then pulled away. Inseop closed his eyes in embarrassment. Wooyeon brought his lips to Inseop’s p**is a few more times. Inseop’s fingers twitched uncertainly at the awkward and ticklish contact.

Contrary to the expectation of s**king sensually, Wooyeon just repeated light kisses, making a smacking sound.

“Why.”

Understanding the intention of the question, Wooyeon swallowed his laughter and replied seriously.

“Because you’re beautiful.”

“……”

“Why is even your c**k so pretty?”

Inseop’s face flushed. He wanted to ask Wooyeon not to tease him, but Wooyeon’s expression was earnest. Wooyeon placed Inseop’s p**is on his palm and spoke while fondling it.

“It resembles Mr. Inseop.”

“Ah… uh…”

Does resembling the d**k mean he’s like a d**k? Is it cursing? …He didn’t seem upset, but why was he cursing?

Mixing confusion, embarrassment, and absurdity, Inseop didn’t know what to do.

Wooyeon l**ked the tip of the reddened p**is like eating ice cream. At the sound of squirming below, Inseop quickly turned his head. Wooyeon gently covered the g**ns with his tongue. Inseop swallowed a gasp. As Wooyeon opened his mouth, he engulfed Inseop’s p**is.

“Ah…”

Warm breath touched below. His toes tingled. As Wooyeon’s tongue gently l**ked the g**ns, Inseop blinked helplessly. This slow and quiet m**n was new. He was so embarrassed that he didn’t know how to breathe. If he had thrusted vigorously as usual, it would have ended before he could regain his senses.

“It’s standing.”

Cute. Wooyeon murmured to himself, looking at Inseop’s p**is as if it were a toy.

“Ah…”

“Shall I l**k your balls too?”

Inseop’s eyes widened. As there was no reply, Wooyeon slowly s**ked the base of the p**is. The w**, slurping sounds continued from below. Inseop, blushing even at his neck, barely gripped the bathroom wall.

“Don’t ask.”

It seemed like Wooyeon’s nose was about to touch the swollen t**ticles full of blood.

What should I do? What should I do?

“…Ah!”

Lee Wooyeon lightly teased the skin of Inseop’s s**otum, playfully and gently. Inseop jumped in surprise and backed away, but Lee Wooyeon reached out, grabbing Inseop’s b**tocks and pulling him back towards him.

 

“Not going to answer?”

 

Lee Wooyeon demanded a response as he lightly teased Inseop’s s**otum with his lips. Inseop furrowed his eyebrows and glanced downwards. Their eyes met. Understanding the situation, Lee Wooyeon took Inseop’s g**itals into his mouth. Inseop gasped and swallowed hard. He was fearful that Lee Wooyeon might bite down too hard, especially with his neat, white teeth on display.

 

“Um, there… Well… Wooyeon….”

 

Inseop stuttered as Lee Wooyeon continued to tease his flesh in his mouth, responding, “There… Haah, there…”

 

“Here?”

 

Lee Wooyeon inquired, l**king Inseop’s balls with his tongue. Inseop, with a voice on the verge of tears, reluctantly replied, “I don’t like it here.”

 

“You don’t like it here.”

 

Lee Wooyeon echoed Inseop’s words softly, as if his voice could melt away his worries, as he l**ked the opposite testicle and asked, “So, how about here?”

 

Inseop’s face contorted.

 

“Do you dislike it here too?”

 

Lee Wooyeon whispered sympathetically as he l**ked his lips. Inseop quickly nodded his head, “Yes,” ensuring he didn’t confuse him.

 

“Why do you dislike it?”

 

“It’s… um…”

 

Inseop struggled to answer, groaning. His body relaxed, and he leaned forward. Lee Wooyeon quickly supported him with his shoulders.

“How does it feel?”

“…I’m scared.”

Inseop barely answered, choking back tears. Lee Wooyeon lightly kissed Inseop’s bottom and asked him what he was afraid of.

“I’m afraid of being eaten…. I know you won’t, but I just feel… ah!”

Inseop screamed at the searing pain that instantly spread downward. After running the tip of her tongue over the tip of Inseop’s p**is that she had just nibbled, Lee Wooyeon whispered in a low, disheveled voice.

“I want to eat.”

“……!”

“Sometimes, I want to eat you.”

Lee Wooyeon’s clear eyes revealed his disturbing desire.

“ahh, don’t eat me.”

He bit his lip as he looked at his sweet, adorable lover who was about to burst into tears.

F**k, why the h**l is this guy so cute even when he says stupid s**t like that.

“I won’t eat it.”

Lee Wooyeon said, grabbing Inseop’s p**is and rubbing it against his face.

“Put it here and c** here.”

“…What?”

Inseop asked, his eyes wide with tears.

“I want you to c** on my face.”

“Why…?”

Inseop asked, still terrified. After years of dating and sharing their bodies, Inseop hadn’t gotten used to s*x. His attempts at flirting were limited to clumsily rubbing his body against his or s**king on his lips. In Choi Inseop’s harmless, innocuous world, there was no promiscuous violence, even in the most primal sexual acts.

‘A sacred and beautiful act shared between lovers.’

That was the definition of s*x that Lee Wooyeon had heard from Inseop one day. He almost burst out laughing as he watched Inseop blush and spout off words that no elementary school student would ever look at in an outdated s*x education book.

How could something so pretty end up with an a**hole like me?

“I want to see Inseop being mean to me.”

Even if Inseop did something hurtful, it couldn’t hurt his innocence, and even knowing that, Lee Wooyeon asked for it every time.

“But…, that kind of thing….”

Inseop stammered. A few times, Inseop hadn’t timed it right, and his c** had splashed on Wooyeon’s face. Each time, Inseop had sobbed apologetically, as if he’d been guilty of something.

He wanted to ask him, “What the h**l is there to be sorry about, when your lover makes you c** all over yourself every time we have s*x?” But Wooyeon wouldn’t say it. He liked the way Inseop looked sorry and cried, and he liked the way he mimicked obscene acts for him, even if it was only for a moment.

 

“Still, please do that for me, Inseop.”

 

Lee Wooyeon teased Inseop’s g**itals against his cheek and smiled softly. Once again, deceived by the affectionate and gentle smile, Inseop closed his eyes tightly and nodded his head.

 

Wooyeon buried his head between Inseop’s legs again.

 

“Ah…!”

 

Inseop m**ned. Wooyeon began s**king below as if he were going to devour him.

 

“Ah, wait, Wooyeon… Ah, oh…”

 

Without responding, Wooyeon continued to move his tongue as he buried his head below. Inseop gasped and flailed his arms. Wooyeon grabbed Inseop’s hand and placed it on his head. Then, he reached his hand into Inseop’s hole.

 

“What are you doing… Ah…!”

 

Feeling fingers penetrating inside, Inseop trembled in surprise. Instead of responding, Wooyeon added another finger to widen the opening. It was a clear expression of intent.

 

“Ah! Oh, ah!”

 

Inseop whimpered, mixed with sobs. Sensations of pressure from behind and the s**king below intertwined, causing his whole body to shake.

 

“Wooyeon, please… it’s strange…”

 

Tears fell from Inseop’s cheeks. Because Wooyeon held his head and leaned against him, tears reached his shoulders. Just hearing Inseop cry made Wooyeon more excited.

 

Sounds of squelching, sobbing, and s**king below.

 

Even without touching him, Wooyeon realized how excited he was, enough to make his p**is stick to his stomach.

 

Beautiful. Really, too fucking beautiful…

 

His head felt like it was spinning with excitement. Wooyeon s**ked and l**ked Inseop’s g**itals like a possessed madman.

 

Would his past self believe that he would be so excited to s**k another man’s p**is one day?

 

“Ah, oh, ah!”

 

His grip tightened on the hair. Wooyeon quickly spat out the p**is he had been s**king. Cloudy s**en sprayed onto his face. Even after ejaculating, Inseop continued to breathe heavily for a long time.

 

Eyes and lips swollen from crying and excitement, and pupils dilated from ejaculation.

 

Wooyeon was greatly satisfied with the provocative sight Inseop, who was so innocent, showed only to him.

 

“I’m sorry. Just a moment, just a moment…”

 

Once Inseop regained his senses, he quickly moved away to find something to wipe himself with.

 

“I’m sorry, but thank you.”

 

Wooyeon wiped the s**en flowing down his chin with the back of his hand. Inseop looked at him in awe, even appearing noble in a situation far from chastity.

 

Wooyeon brought Inseop’s s**en-covered hand near his lips and l**ked it while murmuring.

 

“It feels like I’m stained by Inseop.”

 

“I’ll wash it off for you.”

 

As Inseop tried to bring the showerhead, Wooyeon hugged him from behind.

 

“Since we’ve dirtied it already, please dirty it properly.”

 

Wooyeon started teasing his g**itals against Inseop’s legs.

 

Eventually, Inseop emerged from the bathroom two hours later.