Chapter 39: CH 5.5

Yeon Woojeong raised his hands to push my chest. His power wasn’t that strong for me to succumb. I grabbed both his flailing wrists strongly and then pushed them above his head. Then again, I pushed up my nether region. My balls stuck to his skin.

“Nnh…”

The tendons in the white neck protruded out. Yeon Woojeong gritted his teeth and raised up one of his lips’ corners. His hands tensed up. He applied force to his hands as if to reverse this posture now, but then suddenly stopped. His gaze scanned my lips. I then realized that my lips were following his. 

While Yeon Woojeong flinched, I pressed his wrists stronger and moved my hips. Every time my penis came out, I slightly saw the red inner flesh, and when I penetrated inside, it puckered madly. It just felt like it was opening the way. It felt like digging a path that no one has gone before and making it mine.

My heart flapped as if it would jump out of my chest. The image of my body buried in Yeon Woojeong’s body became a strong color and seemed to light up my eyes.

“Nh, ah… Hahh.”

Every time I shoved up my hips, Yeon Woojeong’s breath was cut off. I immersed myself in opening the way inside the narrow hole. I poked his inner flesh, which was sticking tight, all over the place. I wanted to touch everywhere inside him. The fact that I couldn’t get even deeper left a hot regret.

Yeon Woojeong threw his head back. Adam’s apple that stuck out. White skin. I wanted to leave my trace on all those.

I lowered my head and bit his skin. There was no smell coming from his skin. At some point, both the liquor and perfume smell disappeared, and only him without smell remained. Can’t humans be a scent? He is like a scent even though he has no scent.

“Kim, Jiho. Jiho…”

I let go of his skin as I heard the gritted-out call, and looked up. The teeth mark remained clear.

My eyes met Yeon Woojeong’s. He frowned at me and then wrapped my waist with his legs. His heel pushed on my waist. Following his movement, I completely shoved my penis which looked like it would explode into the hole.

The hole that was tight had sucked my penis nice. As soon as I pulled back my body because the force that was pressing against my waist disappeared, Yeon Woojeong pulled my body again. My penis smoothly rammed inside Yeon Woojeong, over and over again. I shook my hips mindlessly.

I felt like I was getting spikes all over my body. Yeon Woojeong’s skin that touched my skin was too hot, and the blanket felt stinging. Even the air wrapping me burned me. Can something like this simply be described with ‘feels good’? I felt like I was going crazy because of the fever. 

“Ugh, nnh, gasp…”

The sounds, which scratched out his throat, tickled my ears. I buried my face in Yeon Woojeong’s neck. I rubbed my lips against where I bit earlier, then I moved over and over.

The wet sound permeated out. The tendons in Yeon Woojeong’s forearms bulged. I raised my head again and looked straight at him. The eyes were red on the edge. The half-exposed black pupils. I wanted to be trapped there.

Biting inside my cheek, I moved in a curve inside the hole. The inside tightened and relaxed following my movements. It was hazy before my eyes. My body didn’t feel like it was mine. My breath got rough. From deep in my chest until the tip of my fingers; none were not trembling. His skin and mine kept bumping against each other, letting out sticky sounds. Ah. Yeon Woojeong showed his teeth. His feet pushed my body. I buried my genitals in him like I was dragged away.

“Nggh…”

I took in a breath. The second ejaculation sent shivers throughout the body. My eyelids fluttered. The straight arms fell down. I buried my face in Yeon Woojeong’s shoulder. It felt like the penis was ejecting up to the intestines.

I let out the packed breath. When the pleasure, which abnormally hit my body, gradually scattered, I felt Yeon Woojoeng’s movement. I wanted to be buried inside him forever, but I pulled my waist back. The spread hole puckered curiously.

As I let go of Yeon Woojeong’s wrists, he put down his legs and blew out a long breath. Looking at Yeon Woojeong with his eyes closed, I took off the condom.

“Do you have another one?”

Yeon Woojeong briefly creased his eyes and then opened them.

“You wanna do it again?”

“Yeah.”

“Hah…”

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He smiled. Massaging his eyes, he laughed and raised his upper body. His movement looked heavy. Yeon Woojeong put his hands behind him, propping his body on the bed, and leaned his head on his shoulder.

“But I don’t want to do it again?”

“Why?”

Yeon Woojeong didn’t answer. I was annoyed that he didn’t want to when I wanted to do it again, but on the other hand, I felt nervous. Why doesn’t he want to? Why? Was it bad?

No matter how I thought about it, the conclusion was only bad and he hated it. My chest swelled up. I only had him once just now. But this is the end? I could not accept it.

I closed my mouth because I felt like I would say nonsense. When I looked at the trace I left on the white neck, my raging mind subsided a bit. I slowly scanned his body down. The shoulders and arms, chest and abdomen, and…

Yeon Woojeong’s member was hanging low powerlessly. It was completely different from when it was erected as he looked at me. It was unbelievable. Mine was still standing upright and shaking. I couldn’t believe that Yeon Woojeong was completely different from me in the same act.

The heaved-out breath got shorter. He hated it? Was it really that bad?

Even now, I wanted to embrace Yeon Woojeong once again. The flowing time was precious. But what if he doesn’t let me? If the chance never came again…

I clenched my fists. My mind raged in confusion. I imagined myself pushing his body, climbing on him, and dominating him. Yeon Woojeong crumpled his face under me. A face in which the usual relaxed expression couldn’t be found. I liked that, and it was the thing that I really wanted, but… it wasn’t different from Yeon Woojeong I saw under me earlier.

I wanted to see something else now. It was really a difficult matter to swallow my pride. My fingers wriggled, and my tongue stiffened. I grasped the blanket, feeling the time passing by, and then I managed to open my mouth.

“You can teach me once more, right?”

“…”

“I’ll do it well.”

I myself thought it wasn’t a meek voice. I frowned at him, and he looked at me with an unreadable expression. 

It was a waste of time waiting. The raging ferocious desire compelled me. My body began to gradually lean in his direction. Yeon Woojeong’s eyes gradually moved down. I also followed his gaze.

Yeon Woojeong’s penis was raising up its head.

You’re making me crazy, really. He muttered.

Yeon Woojeong swept up his disheveled hair and sighed. I didn’t know why he suddenly got aroused, but it wasn’t a bad sign for me. As I slowly approached him, Yeon Woojeong raised his finger and pointed to the drawer. When I opened the drawer, there were a few condoms scattered inside. I hated that he saved this kind of thing right next to him, but I didn’t show it. When I put a handful on the bed, Yeon Woojeong let out a vain laugh.

“You are greedy.”

Still, it was more bearable as I had ejaculated before. I ignored Yeon Woojeong’s criticism, and opened the condom, but then I stopped as I tried to put it on.  Yeon Woojeong did it easily. I didn’t want to make a mistake in front of him. After hesitating, I slowly lowered the rubber, and fortunately, it fit just as if it had been put on correctly.

When I looked up Yeon Woojeong smirked. I approached him, and when I grabbed his leg, he blocked my hand.

“Get it up first.”

He bobbed his head, and the place he pointed to was his member that was half erect. Yeon Woojeong clearly liked it when I touched it here. I reached out and grabbed his thing.

I moved my hand, remembering Yeon Woojeong’s touch on my member. I looked up slightly and checked on Yeon Woojeong’s expression. He didn’t look like he liked it yet. He’s a very picky guy. I shook his member a bit faster and pushed on the red head with the other palm. He let out a breath like a sigh. Yeon Woojeong, who sat askew with his hands propped on the bed, looked comfortable even with his vital point in my hand.

The genitals in my hands indeed got harder, but there was no sign of the same feeling I felt in Yeon Woojeong’s face. I was touching him all over, but I didn’t know what I should do more. The moment I was thinking, I remembered Yeon Woojeong licking mine with his tongue.

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