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Siyul grabbed Woo Hyunse’s wrist, his own tendons standing out. The raw, squirming movement traveled up his palm.

“It’s still too tight.”

Siyul struggled to pull his fingers out, but Woo Hyunse slowly spread the fingers he had shoved into the hole, like using scissors. Having done that, he stared intently. At the tiny hole tightening to suckle on his fingers, and at the twitching buttock flesh. Siyul quickly tried to close his thighs, but Woo Hyunse grabbed the inside of his knees to block him.

“Don’t do this…!”

Flustered, Siyul tried to lift his upper body. He was blocked instantly. Woo Hyunse leaned his upper body toward Siyul and occupied the space between his legs.

“Then, as you said.”

His body was flipped over. Before he could even say “Uh,” his pelvis was grabbed, and his waist automatically lifted. It was that very position he had unknowingly adopted after watching those videos once. He leaned forward awkwardly, bracing himself on his elbows, when Woo Hyunse’s hand grabbed the back of his neck and pressed down heavily. So that his cheek touched the bed sheet. Only his buttocks rose into the air.

A blunt mass of flesh touched the crack between his legs. It was hot and menacing. It moved back and forth, slitheringly, wetting him. It was ticklish and erotic. His inner thighs stiffened with tension, and his lower half grew plump and nodded at the sensation of moving against sensitive skin.

He grabbed the buttock flesh and spread it. The tip touched the entrance. Siyul squeezed his eyes shut. A stinging slap landed on his buttocks. As he let out a surprised moan of “Ah,” the tip stoutly forced open the tightly clamped entrance.

Huck, Siyul gasped. It was incomparable to his fingers. Just having the very tip enter by a tiny bit made him choke for air. It was a dull, heavy pain. He wanted to push Woo Hyunse off and escape the bed right now. Long strings of saliva dripped from his mouth, which he had opened to inhale air.

“…Ah!”

Woo Hyunse, who had no way of knowing his state, grabbed Siyul’s waist and pulled him toward himself, pushing in. The inside tightened completely. Siyul clamped his mouth shut. Tears like cotton balls dripped from his eyes, and dew-like beads of sweat formed on his forehead. Even though he had spent so much time loosening up, the narrow, narrow path felt like it was tearing apart. He had tightened up without knowing any tricks.

“It won’t go in if you do that.”

He pulled out the shaft that he had been trying to force in, and slowly rubbed it against the slick crack. The modestly closed hole twitched and clamped shut every time the head brushed against it.

“Th-that, ugh, slow…ly…. It’s too big….”

A laugh of disbelief burst out from behind his back. Siyul flushed bright red all the way to his earlobes and bowed his head low. Pain was pain, and shame was shame.

“You don’t have to act like it’s your first time.”

“That’s not it…!”

“Though the acting is worth watching.”

He grabbed both sides of his buttocks and spread them, as if splitting a peach. When he stretched the hole wide with his thumb and forced the head inside, the mouth opened, unlike the first time. In one go, he plunged the head in deep. His dry back flinched, and the mucous membranes clung to the shaft as if to bite off its tip.

“Hk…!”

Siyul gripped the sheets at the sudden intrusion. He had let it slide the first time, but there was no second. Woo Hyunse forced his way through the path that tightened from the dull head down to his neck. At the sensation of his organs being lifted upward, Siyul grabbed his lower abdomen and dropped his head low. He rubbed his reddened forehead against the sheets and curled his toes until they turned white.

Was it not enough for just the head to be thick? Like a snake that had swallowed something whole, the neck part was just as thick. He was only handsome in the face, but the thing down there was as vicious as a murder weapon. The deeper it went, the more his belly skin hollowed inward, and the pain trampled over his spine. Because his breath was stifled automatically, his shoulders, neck, cheeks, and forehead were flushed bright red, and his lips, bitten by his upper teeth, turned deathly pale.

“Ha, have you put it all in?”

Less than a quarter was in. He had barely swallowed the head, and he hadn’t even eaten enough for it to be considered as having swallowed the neck. Even when he tried to push in more, the wet inside locked the door and wouldn’t open it. It moved in and out, sucking and spitting out only the head, thrashing about. A tendon bulged prominently on top of Woo Hyunse’s hand, which was gripping the buttock flesh.

“Not a chance.”

The area under Siyul’s eyes grew wet, and then round tears rolled down. The weather outside was clear without a single cloud, but there was a heavy rain advisory only over Siyul’s face.

“Then please… slowly…. gently….”

“Have you only eaten dog shit until now? Why are you so out of it?”

How would he know, having never eaten it before? Siyul couldn’t even retort and only gasped for air. From behind, Woo Hyunse clicked his tongue once and grabbed the limp cock lying between Siyul’s legs. He shook it as carelessly and roughly as the first time. But to Siyul, it was like sweet rain. He whimpered like a dog needing to pee and hunched his shoulders. The flesh quickly became engorged.

“It would be better to just go in one go.”

Siyul put strength into his arms and jerked his upper body up. He tried to shout that he couldn’t. Woo Hyunse pressed firmly into the center of Siyul’s shoulder blades as if punishing him for trying to run away. Flattened and crushed, he turned his head and shook it. He couldn’t say “no,” he only parted his lips.

“Ah…. …Ah!”

His inner flesh was forced apart. The slick gel drew the invading flesh further inside. Holding his waist firmly, Woo Hyunse shoved it in. After the neck came the torso. The bulky part, like muscles hanging on an arm, slowly disappeared into the hole.

Siyul couldn’t even scream. He pressed his forehead against the bed sheets and shivered uncontrollably. It hurt. It felt like his body was being split in two. Tears soaked the sheets. Sweat dripped not only from his forehead but also from the back of his flushed neck. Black hair stuck to his glistening flesh.

“H-hu… ugh. …Ah!”

Siyul’s eyes flew open. With a thud, it went all the way in. At the same time, his lower half, which had been limp from the pain, swelled up plumply and spat out a short, white stream. At the sticky pleasure, the arms that had been supporting his body trembled.

Siyul wrapped his hands around his belly. The inside of his belly was completely filled to the brim. The flesh shoved his organs aside and pressed against his internal walls. The head greedily reached way up there, pressing and firming up the blocked path. Unable to scream or moan, Siyul only parted his lips.

Hoo…. Woo Hyunse, who had let out a long breath, grabbed Siyul’s waist tightly. Siyul looked back in horror. He stretched out his arms, trying to push the other away, to stop him somehow. He tried to crawl away on his knees, but once again, he was caught futilely by the small of his back.

“Wait, wait just…. just a little…!”

“Why is a career employee acting like it’s a big deal?”

Even as he pleaded, sobbing, Woo Hyunse didn’t listen. He pulled out and rammed back in. When Siyul collapsed forward, he grabbed his forearms and forced him to stand. Holding both sides of his pelvis with two hands to fix him in place, he thrust in the cock that looked even more vicious because of the crisscrossing veins.

When it wouldn’t go all the way in, he spread the buttock flesh to both sides and squeezed in. So that the coarse pubic hair touched and rubbed against the delicate skin.

“Ah, ha… ugh, ah!”

Siyul’s cheeks were stained by the paths the tears had taken. New tears fell onto those very paths. They dangled from his chin, and whenever Woo Hyunse thrust upward, they dropped onto the sheets with a tap, tap.

Siyul had nothing to do but cry. His stomach hurt. Whenever it went in deep, his dry belly skin bucked upward. Yet, his lower half stood rigid. It would subside a little when it pulled out, but whenever the cock burrowed inside, every sensation—hidden pain and pleasure alike—was suppressed. Because he was crushing every bit of his inner flesh, there was no room to argue about what was good or bad.

He was sent soaring to the sky only to be thrown to the ground; his head spun, and lightning flashed before his eyes. When the slap, slap sounds were heard and Woo Hyunse’s heavy breathing was audible, his testicles pushed semen up the shaft, only to eventually eject it out of his urethra. He was dribbling. Pain and pleasure traded places every second, slicing Siyul up like sashimi.

“Heu, haeu, u…! Nng!”

He shook his head and pulled at the arm that had caught him to try and escape Woo Hyunse. The grip strength on his arms only became more violent. When he barely managed to get free and brace himself on the floor, Woo Hyunse’s chest touched his back. He bit down hard on his sweat-drenched neck, swallowed his small ear in one bite, and chewed.

“Hick…!”

Siyul curled up into a ball and trembled violently. The inside tightened fiercely, and he ejaculated for who knows how many times. His navel throbbed and his testicles stung; it was as if they were protesting that they couldn’t squeeze out any more semen.

He was exhausted. Strength drained from his body. The cock that had been ejaculating like water was throbbing, and his thighs were shaking like an old cart rolling along. He wanted him to stop. If he ejaculated any more, he might dry up, shrivel, and die from a lack of moisture. Climaxing once or twice is one thing, but having them come consecutively was torture. They surged in without giving him a chance to enjoy the lingering afterglow, and he was stifled and tormented as if swept away by a wave.

Siyul looked back, sobbing. With tear-filled eyes and clear mucus hanging from under his nose, it was a face that anyone would have pitied.

“Ca-can’t you stop, h-hic, now?”

Usually, it would have worked on anyone, but unfortunately, the opponent was Woo Hyunse. Irritated that he had stopped the act even for a moment, he straightened his upper body and swept his hair back. A deep furrow was carved between his eyebrows.