Chapter 78

"I did the same thing... like this."

"Heua! Heueung..."

When Tae-un firmly pressed the inside, the reaction that came was completely different from before. Soram trembled his raised knees.

"Jin Soram, you."

Tae-un grabbed Soram's waist. And as if pulling his waist down, he tried pushing his penis in deeply.

"Heung...!"

Even though it was the same moan, it was clearly different from a little while ago. Tae-un could sense the excitement that had arisen in the voice that had been dryly pressing down. The uncertainty that had remained even when he heard the words "it feels good" from Soram's mouth was now completely gone.

"Ah, hng, nngh, wa, wait a minute! It's weird, heua...!"

Heat rose to Soram's cheeks. It was not due to pain, but due to sexual arousal. The pain felt inside disappeared and was replaced by a different sensation. The strength that had been tightly clenching the bottom seemed to have loosened, as Tae-un's face also became much more relaxed. Instead, impatience was evident in his waist movements. It seemed like he wanted to go deeper into the softly loosened inside.

"Soram-ah, can I do it a little harder?"

"You can, you can, ah, no, I don't think you can, ahh, ah!"

Tae-un grabbed Soram's thighs and thrust hard into the inside. Strength was put in to the extent that he wouldn't have attempted in the previous state. The stiff inside was pried open, and Soram let out a sound drenched in pleasure instead of a pained moan.

"Ha, ah..."

The face that had turned pale was now flushed. Color also rose to the bitten nape of the neck, shoulders, and chest. The flat chest seemed to have swelled a little too.

"Han Tae, un, hng, only there, ah... heuk, this, eung...!"

The sound of reason shattering in an instant rang in Tae-un's ears. Strength entered the hands gripping the white thighs. His low moaning also gradually increased in frequency.

As his excitement soared, he became taciturn again. Without saying anything else, he tightly held Soram and focused only on his partner as if he would bore through him. Even his rough breathing, which had become more intense, was lower than the sounds Soram was making, so only Soram's moans were heard loudly.

Unable to endure it, Soram covered his mouth with both hands. Tae-un, who had been moving clumsily, gently removed his hands from in front of his mouth, grabbing his wrists.

"Why?"

"The sound is weird."

"It's not weird."

While Tae-un lifted Soram's legs, Soram tried to cover his mouth again. However, Tae-un, whose hands were now free, lowered his body instead this time. With Tae-un's large shoulders blocking, his hands couldn't even come near his face, let alone in front of his mouth.

"Heuk!"

As he lowered his body and began to dig into the inside, the pressure intensified.

What the hell, really? Why is he suddenly doing this?

His stomach tingled. Every time the inside of his stomach was pressed down, it stood on end to the tips of his hair. The word pain had somehow disappeared from his mind. It seemed to recognize that this was a pleasurable act.

Soram grasped the penis that Tae-un had been stimulating earlier by himself. It seemed like the pleasure rushing in from the inside would double like this. Between his spread legs, Tae-un moved.

"Ah, ugh! Heu! Ah! Ah!"

Soram's lips parted. Sweat beaded on Tae-un's forehead flowed down his eyebrows. Tae-un lowered his body and covered the parted lips.

"Ah, hng, mmph..."

Passing through the clumsy kiss where neither could hide their inexperience, this time it was a passionate kiss where even the clumsy appearance was overshadowed by the yearning.

"Heuk, HaTaeu, hng, heua!"

Tae-un's thighs and Soram's buttocks collided hard. The slapping sound was so loud that someone who didn't know might have misunderstood that he was being hit with all his might. A loud sound also burst out from Soram's mouth. Tae-un's penis pounded the inside faster and faster.

"Hng! Eung! Ah, haa!"

The slapping sound soon changed to a sound closer to a thud. Tae-un's crotch and Soram's buttocks continued to collide roughly. Soram's body was shaken to the point of creaking, so if he weren't a 1st-grade, his waist would have broken somewhere long ago.

"Heuk, ah! Ah, heua, aht, aaaah!"

Bang!

Tae-un's two hands gripped the bed headboard. A creaking sound mixed in after the bang. The wooden board split under his hands that couldn't control their strength.

"Haa, Jin Soram, ha... ugh...!"

"Euheuk! Ah, ah! Aheuk! Hng...! Ah!"

Go ahead and break the door and the bed, Soram couldn't react and could only make crying sounds. Tae-un, who had found a support to hold his body, began to thrust his waist hard. Tae-un pounded, pounded between Soram's legs. The inside of the raised white thighs swayed.

Pleasure rushed in as if to block his breath. Soram trembled without being able to resist it. His pupils became even larger due to the tears that had gathered. Soram, whose eyes met Tae-un's, shook his head with an expression that said it was unbelievable.

"Ah, heua, ah, I'm really, ah, it's weird, shhi, hng, why, why does it feel so good...?"

Soram, who is living his fourth life, is usually too lazy and relaxed. That's why emotional fluctuations often showed more than he imagined. It was the same when he was surprised by Tae-un's injury, and now when he didn't know what to do with his own reaction.

Soram was truly in a state of confusion. What the hell was this sensation?

"Han Taeu, heuk...!"

Tae-un's clothes that he hadn't fully taken off brushed between Soram's thighs that were spread left and right.

"You really, why are you making people go crazy?"

It was Tae-un's voice that was heard for the first time in a while after only moaning for a long time. The tips of Soram's toes floating in the air stood up straight.

"Ah..., hng, ah! Ah, eung, hng!"

Soram also felt a tingling numbness on the skin that had collided several times. The stimulation inside became more severe as well. As his upper body was gradually raised, he could also see the thick penis going in and out of the inside with his own eyes.

No way, how can it be in there..., Soram gripped the pillow tightly. Unable to bear seeing the entrance that had opened up as wide as his wrist and turned red clinging tightly to the penis, he finally turned his head away.

"Eung, heuk! Heua! Heueueng...!"

However, the shape of the penis going in and out of the inside was deeply imprinted in his eyes. Strength entered Soram's buttocks again, which had loosened softly.

"Aah!"

At the same time, white liquid splattered from Soram's penis onto his stomach. He had ejaculated. Moreover, neither Tae-un's hand nor Soram's hand was touching the penis now.

"Ah, aah... heuk, ah...!"

Tae-un let go of the bed headboard and hugged Soram tightly. And he went deep inside and stopped. Soon, he let out a groaning sound that shook his throat. Soram also felt his penis wriggling inside.

"Haa, ha..."

"Heua...!"

The eyes of the two, who had ejaculated at almost the same timing, met. On Tae-un's face, unabated excitement and something like ecstasy could be felt.

At that moment, a smile also rose on Soram's face. It would be an unforgettable experience for Soram too, but the relief that it was satisfactory for Tae-un was greater.

Tae-un rubbed his wet, clumped bangs with two fingers and let them fall. Lips touched his cheek.

"Soram-ah."

"Yeah..."

A languid sense of pride was also evident in his own voice. ...It's a good thing. Although he was a bit startled in the middle, it seems like both of them are satisfied anyway.

"Since the bed is broken and it's dangerous, let's do it on this side now."

"..."

It seems like they're satisfied...

"...Do you want to do it more?"

Do people usually have sex more than once?

"You're starting to get hard again too."

"That's true, but..."

Hmm, yeah. Honestly, if it didn't hurt like the first time, it seemed like he could do it one... two more times. He understood a little why there were people who were crazy about sex. And it was also true that as soon as he heard the words to do it again, his body heated up with anticipation. Soram carefully twisted his waist.

As soon as he turned to lie on his side, Tae-un pulled his waist and made a posture supported by his knees. The buttocks that naturally protruded backward parted slightly. As the outside air touched the place that had been rubbed to the point of being hot until a little while ago, his back trembled.

Soon, without even having time to feel that, something hot touched it again.

* * *

Soram woke up from a deep slumber as if he had fainted. It wasn't that he was being lazy as usual, but there was really nothing he could move except his eyelids.

Did Han Tae-un know that stamina resets when changing sex positions? He did it two more times in the doggy style position and then had Soram sit on top of him.

Even though he had been overworked like that, the two woke up early in the morning out of the long habit of being office workers, and under the early morning sun, they intertwined their bodies again in the missionary position. Soram, whose body had become more sensitive in the morning, was now only dripping clear liquid from his half-erect penis and fell asleep again.

"Soram-ah."

While calling him like this, he was really in the mood to kill someone.

By then, Han Tae-un's reason seemed to have become faint, and he pounded the inside roughly to the point where Soram's waist curled upward, no longer gently. He silently exhaled and dug into the inside, then tightly grasped his chest and penis with his hands and pushed even harder. Soram, who couldn't even avoid it, had to cry while feeling like his internal organs were being pulled upward. At that time, Soram also had no pride to be conscious of as much as Tae-un had no reason.

'Heua, it's good, there, ah! Heuk! Inside, eung, ah! If you keep doing it there, hng, I think I'm going to co...'

...To the point of shouting without filtering. It was only natural that Tae-un got even more excited when he heard those words.

When he turned his eyes and neck to the side with difficulty, there was Han Tae-un sitting on the bed wearing a neat t-shirt. Their eyes met immediately as if he had been looking at him.

"..."

Soram sat up, supporting himself. The traces of the previous night had been neatly cleaned from the blanket and pillow, obviously the work of Tae-un. Soram's body was also cleaned and wrapped in a fluffy blanket inside the comforter, even though he had no clothes on.

Amidst everything being the same as usual as if it were all a lie, only the broken bed headboard and Soram's similarly wrecked body retained the aftermath of the previous day.

Soram picked up the pillow he had been lying on with trembling arms. The pillow hit Tae-un's shoulder with a thud. Tae-un raised his hand to cover only his face and obediently let himself be hit. The pillow attack launched with a powerless hand would not have much effect.

"If I weren't a 1st-grade, I really would have died yesterday, you bad bastard."

He put down the pillow, hissing. This much was enough to prove Soram's innocence, no matter how much he had pounced first, saying let's have sex. He didn't even have the energy to sit up any longer because his back hurt. Tae-un's gaze toward Soram, who had sunk back into the bed feebly, seemed to say, 'Honestly, you instigated more in the morning...,' but he was wise enough not to say it out loud.

Tae-un, whose hair had become a bird's nest, said,

"What do you want to eat?"

"If you have a conscience, go catch a catfish in Cheonggyecheon Stream and boil it for a long time."

"...Is there a place that serves raw fish soup at this hour?"

Tae-un scratched the back of his head and got up from his seat.