Chapter 131

"I couldn't sleep. You snore, grind your teeth, and talk in your sleep."

"Oh dear. You put up with it."

Tae-un had now developed the strongest tolerance to Soram's unreasonable complaints. His palm gathered the disheveled brown hair and stroked down to the nape of his neck. Soram shrugged his shoulders as if it tickled.

Smack.

In that gap, their lips lightly touched. Having woken up not long ago, both of their body temperatures were warm.

"Did you really not sleep well?"

"I slept. I slept deeply, so don't worry."

Soram stretched his head out and pressed his lips again. Instead of a soft kiss like before, he bit Tae-un's lips. Tae-un let his lower lip be chewed for a moment, then soon opened his mouth and covered Soram's lips.

The kiss became thick without foreplay. In the midst of their breaths mixing, Soram was trapped between him and the bed. At some point, Tae-un's elbows were propped on either side of Soram's face.

Tae-un lifted his head and took off the T-shirt he was wearing as pajamas over his head. His firm muscles were marked with scars and marks that weren't there a year ago.

"You told me to keep it tightly wrapped."

"You wrap it up too after an hour."

Tae-un pulled Soram's blanket.

"I don't want to, I don't want to."

Soram resisted by turning around, then smoothly let go of the hand holding the blanket.

"You were lying."

The body curled up on the fluffy bed cover was wearing light blue pajamas tightly from top to bottom. Soram narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Were you expecting it?"

"Yeah. Take responsibility."

Tae-un pushed up the loose top and kissed the concave line of his back. While doing so, he lifted Soram's stomach and placed a pillow underneath. His hand that had swept down to his waist went inside the waistband of the light blue pajama pants.

"Your hands are getting faster and faster, Han Tae-un ssi."

"There should be progress, shouldn't there?"

The underwear was pulled down one by one. As the back of his hand brushed against his buttocks and thighs, Soram became half-naked.

Cold.

"Hng, ah, weird things again..."

The sound of the man with a neat face even after just waking up kissing the tailbone was very foreign. A moan escaped as the thin skin was sucked into his mouth again.

"Haa..."

The lips went down the crack between the spread buttocks, one word at a time. With this purpose in mind, it was true that he had touched Tae-un from the morning, but his body that had just woken up not long ago was more sensitive to stimulation than usual. Gradually, heat lingered on his face that still had a drowsy feeling.

"Raise your hips more."

Tae-un made Soram spread his knees wide apart. His fingers touched the exposed middle crevice.

"It's already slightly open. It's twitching."

"Don't lie."

"It's true."

As if to show him, his fingertips rubbed around the wrinkles. There was no way Soram could see that place unless he bent his head back like an ostrich. However, when the bottom swallowed his fingertips without lubricant, he had a suspicion of 'Is that so...?' But only for a moment.

"Ouch."

"Relax."

A foreign sensation came to the dry inside. The finger slowly dug into the interior. He felt the hard bone joint caught on the opened entrance. The fingertip pried open the closed gap and the joint passed through the wrinkles.

"Heu, ugh..., it feels strange..."

"You don't like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it, but you... always slathered it with gel every time."

During foreplay, he used to use so much gel that it would melt and flow down the thighs. It was intended to reduce the pain during insertion, but the thickness itself was the problem, so it didn't really help. Rather.

"You said it's hard to wash off when it gets pushed up to places you can't reach."

"Ah, ugh, yeah."

"We have to go to work soon today."

He felt the hardness of the nails or rough calluses that he hadn't noticed before on the inner walls. He exhaled as he closed his eyes. He tried to relax the lower abdomen, but every time the inside was scratched, the area near the iliac bone inevitably sank.

"Haa..."

The other fingers, except for the index finger that had entered, wrapped around his buttocks. Eventually, the finger went in all the way to the root. Tae-un moved his finger back and forth a few times inside, stimulating the sensations. The thighs supporting his waist trembled.

Then, with his wrist slightly bitten, Tae-un spread the wrinkles with the tip of his second finger.

"Ugh...!"

The moment two fingers went in, Soram's shoulders jumped up. Along with that, his erect penis also vibrated. Unlike the dry back, the tip of his penis was already wet.

The middle finger went in and widened the path made by the index finger. There was a dull ache, but the movement was so careful that it didn't hurt. It was a place that had been stretched all weekend, so it adapted quickly. Soram, who had turned his head by rolling his shoulders, saw that the crotch of the one touching him was also raised.

"Han Tae-un ssi, it's a bit short on time for long foreplay, hng, don't you think?"

The foreplay was getting longer than expected before going to work. Tae-un calmly answered while spreading the inside that had just adapted to the width of two fingers.

"Should we be late today?"

"You?"

"It's not like I'll get fired."

"Ha."

There was a reason why the Deputy Director had been sighing while looking at Tae-un these days and glaring at Soram as if he had corrupted a good grandson into a delinquent. Tae-un, who used to finish getting ready for work before 8 o'clock when he first joined, now showed no signs of backing down even when the light was brightly coming through the curtain gap.

Far from that, he rubbed the third finger at the entrance. Now, signs of excitement had spread all over Soram's body. Tae-un placed his hand on top of the hand tightly gripping the blanket.

"..."

The heat that couldn't be ignored enveloped the prone body. The careful touch and the heavy, warm body temperature were a bigger trigger for excitement than rough sex. The inside of his throat throbbed for no reason.

"Han Tae-un, kiss me."

The panting at the end of the words was immediately swallowed into Tae-un's mouth. Just like the tongue that had deeply entered his mouth, the lower part was also tightly filled by fingers. The rapidly growing excitement made his whole body shiver.

At that moment, when Tae-un pressed a certain spot, his body trembled. Without the gel, the sensation of the fingertips was directly transmitted to the sensitive area.

"Ah, there."

When he showed a reaction, Tae-un rubbed that spot again.

"Hng, ah... wait, a moment, if you keep doing that, heu, I think I'll come. Ah!"

"Do it."

Far from stopping, Tae-un moved his fingers back and forth, stirring the peak. The penis pressed on the pillow rubbed here and there every time the thighs shook.

"Ah, haa... ugh, heu, ah...!"

As Soram's moans grew louder, Tae-un's breath on his back also became rough.

Tae-un wrapped his other arm around Soram's waist and pulled him towards himself. As if tying him tightly to his body. In a state of seamless contact, he drove Soram's sensations and took in every detail of his face that had turned red with tears welling up.

"Haa, Han Tae-un, heu, eugh, Han Tae-un."

"Yeah. Soram-ah."

His earlobe was bitten by Tae-un's teeth. The fingers going in and out of the hole at an accelerated pace widened the space inside, spreading the inner walls and stirring them.

"Heuk!"

Soram quickly surrendered to the excitement. White liquid splattered on the pillow under his stomach.

After finishing ejaculation, Soram, who had been tightly curling up and trembling, dropped his shoulders and caught his breath. Then strength entered his waist again.

"Hey, hng, it hasn't even been a minute since I came..."

"As expected, it got softer after ejaculating once."

The fingers didn't stop stimulating the inside. Soram also knew that the tightness in the lower part had completely disappeared. It was also more sensitive right after ejaculation.

It didn't torment him for long, and the fingers soon pulled out from inside. Tae-un must have also reached his limit. Before he opened the bedside table, Soram reached out and felt around the stretched hole. Now, as Tae-un had said earlier, the wrinkles were slightly open and twitching.

Exhaling a heated breath, he raised his knees again, and his buttocks were lifted and spread. Soram looked back at Tae-un and smiled, pulling the corners of his lips.

"Since we've come this far, try putting it in like this. Haa, the feeling of your fingers was good, so I'm curious about the feeling of you directly touching inside."

"..."

There was no answer, but Tae-un clearly took a deep breath. The moment their bodies got closer, Tae-un's lower body, tightly pressed against him, spread Soram's thighs even wider.

"...Don't say things like that right before insertion."

"Why?"

"I don't think I can hold back."

"When else can I say these things if not during sex? Mmm."

The waistband touching the crack of his buttocks was completely erect, making him think 'Ah, it's hot!' The cloth rubbed against the hole as if suppressing the rising excitement while steadying the breath. A slightly stinging stimulation scratched the entrance and the inner wall close to it.

Behind the sound of untying the knot at the waist, the heat that had become even more distinct touched the bottom.

"Don't bite the blanket, make a sound."

Tae-un's two thumbs pressed and spread the buttock flesh. The tip of his penis touched the spread wrinkles. The liquid that had already moistened the glans slightly wet the dry entrance.

The difference in the thickness of the arms and legs was more evident when their bodies were overlapped like this. Soram looked at his white legs placed next to Tae-un's curved thighs and thought. Even though his body wasn't lacking in muscle, the fact that the difference was so clear was due to innate factors.

'Well, Han Tae-un was big even before awakening, and I only grew a bit after awakening, before that I was scrawny...'

"Hnng...!"

His thoughts were cut off by the tingling pain felt from below. The thick tip of the penis spread the wrinkles wide.

"Heuuk!"

Tae-un lifted his lower body and the glans sank deep into the mucous membrane. Insertion without gel and condom had much greater friction and the resulting vividness. So much so that the image of the penis opening the inner wall and entering was directly drawn in his mind.

"Ah, aah, heu, ah."

"It's, so tight, even though, ha, I stretched it like this."

Tae-un pushed his waist and drove his penis in. The red mucous membrane and the epidermis of the penis were tightly pressed and rubbed against each other inside. The area where they met was several times hotter.

The shaft gradually went inside, following the path the fingers had opened. Every time the deeply inserted glans pulled back, it swelled Soram's perineum and then plunged back inside.

"Han Tae-un, ah, haa, ah, ah...!"

"Haa, ugh, ha..."

Tae-un pushed his shaft in, matching the timing of Soram exhaling. He seemed to instinctively know the timing when the strength was released even a little and moved accordingly. His rough movements began to match Soram's rapid breathing.