Side Story 1. Private Rescue (8)

Tae-un withdrew his body slightly and spread one of Soram's buttocks.

"Ah! Wait, ah, suddenly, heuk!"

Then he began to crush only the prostate area with his genitals. The part that had been rubbed by the shaft while being inserted deeply was now being stabbed repeatedly by the blunt tip of his genitals. The rising line of pleasure became exponentially steeper.

Tae-un's other hand gripped Soram's genitals. It was difficult to endure when the inside was stimulated simultaneously with his large hand gripping down to the testicles below the shaft. He massaged Soram's genitals while pressing the back of his hand deeply into his lower abdomen. A sensation that couldn't be expressed as the urge to urinate or ejaculate came over him. Something flowed continuously from his genitals without pause. As his insides tightened, Tae-un let out a low growl.

"Aah!"

Soon, Soram reached his climax first. With the feeling of tension in his lower abdomen suddenly releasing, white fluid fell in drops onto his chest and solar plexus. It was because of the position with his hips raised.

"Heu, heuk, ah, heua."

While Soram vibrated with his ejaculation, Tae-un dug into the tightened inner walls. Matching that pace, his genitals spurted out more semen in surges.

"Haah, ha..., eung...!"

As his genitals gently pushed in to the base, reigniting Soram's sexual sensations, a different, heavier pleasure arrived than just before.

"Soram-ah, how was it?"

"It was good, but... heu. Why, did you make only me come. Heu."

This ejaculation was Tae-un one-sidedly driving Soram's pleasure. As proof, his genitals still inside were still hard.

"I wanted to see you ejaculate with my eyes."

"Heu, I, prefer, coming, together, more."

"Okay. Let's do it together this time."

Tae-un covered Soram's hand that lay limp on the bed. Their fingers intertwined. They pressed their fingertips so hard that hand marks would be left on the backs of each other's hands. Tae-un's body temperature was still hot enough to burn.

"Haah, ah, eung."

Soram, who had been moaning with his eyes closed, suddenly reached his unrestrained hand to the inside of his thigh. His hand touched the place that had been rubbed hot. The image of the entrance with not a single wrinkle left and the shape of the genitals filling it tightly formed in his mind. Really... it's big.

"Whose thing is in there?"

Huh, now Han Tae-un can even say things like this. As Soram looked at him incredulously, Tae-un withdrew his genitals very slowly as if urging an answer. A long moan came out due to the sensation of the inner walls being dragged out.

"You. Other than you, huu. Who would, fuck me, ah!"

"Yeah. Allow only me."

"Heut!"

"In return, I'll make you feel good for life..."

The withdrawn genitals filled his insides again. Passing through the tamed area to bury his genitals deep inside, he moved his hips there. Now Soram knew it. The movement of inserting the genitals to the base and crushing his insides. Intense pleasure rose for both of them.

"Ha, aah, heu--, ah! It's good, heu!"

Having become accustomed to these genitals entering right up to below his navel, how could he do this with anyone else?

Then Soram suddenly gripped their intertwined hands tightly.

"You too, ha, eut, for life, hoot, only me. Ah, heuk."

"It's been that way from the start. Take everything and never let go."

"Heu, eu, ah, I like it, ah!"

Though they had clearly started intercourse without lubrication, squelching sounds had been added to their joining. His lower half had opened to its limit, and Tae-un's movements gained more speed.

That's right. You're the only one who can do this to me. You're alive in front of me now...

Soram reached out and cupped Tae-un's cheek. Tae-un silently brought his face closer. Unlike his affectionate expression, his genitals continued to dig into Soram's insides. So that he couldn't forget that presence for even a moment.

But thanks to that, his anxiety had completely disappeared for now. It must be because he felt Tae-un's existence with his whole body. It was fortunate. That the person who stayed by his side instead of him being an unstable person was this strong and solid. That he was someone who would support him every time he collapsed.

"Ah, ah!"

The breathing cycle of the person close to him quickened. His genitals, swollen as ejaculation approached, pressed even more against the inner walls. As if wanting to grant Soram's wish to ejaculate together, Tae-un stimulated the spot that made Soram cry more. His genitals, which had ejaculated not long ago, quickly rose again.

"I'm going to, cum. Heua!"

Soram didn't particularly resist the oncoming pleasure. Because today, he wanted to be completely swept along by whatever Tae-un did. He wanted to be driven to ejaculation by him, to have every sensitive part of his body touched. So that he couldn't forget for a moment that he was with him.

"You too, inside, heu, ...ah!"

His hips jerked upwards. As his thighs tensed up, at the moment white fluid seeped out from the tip of his urethra.

Puk!

"..."

His genitals were forcefully thrust inside. The impact was so strong that his buttocks stung as if they had been hit. Soram, in the middle of ejaculating, couldn't even scream. Not ending with one thrust, the genitals struck the deepest part inside again.

"Ah, aah, ah...! Wha, what..."

Soram trembled as if convulsing. His ejaculating genitals shook with his body. Pleasure beyond the threshold of tolerance rushed in. Only the sensation below remained, with no room for other thoughts in his mind. Tears flowed continuously from the suffocating pleasure, and his moans changed to crying sounds like "heung, huaah, ang, heo, ha."

Chulssuk, puk, puk. His buttocks were hit by thighs several more times. The moment a sound that had completely turned into crying came from his open mouth, the heat pooled in his lower abdomen surged up.

It poured out of his body, riding uncontrollable excitement.

"It's str, strange, heueuk! ...!"

Clear liquid spurted from his shaking genitals. At that moment, something hot also burst out from deep in the inner walls where the genitals were buried. That finally pushed Soram, who had been precariously standing in the face of intense excitement.

"Aaah!"

The eruption didn't stop at once but poured out three or four times in succession. During the more intense climax than usual, his mind emptied of all thoughts.

"Haah, ha...! Ha, ah..."

At some point, his strength drained as if collapsing after twisting his body from the climax that had rushed in like pounding blows. But even as he lay collapsed on the bed catching his breath, his thighs still twitched from the remaining afterglow.

He wasn't unfamiliar with what this was. He had memories of ejaculating something different from semen a few times when stimulation continued. But while it might be understandable in a dormitory or hotel, here... thinking about how they had their fresh first experience here, the emptiness after ejaculation deepened somewhat.

"Why are you... eating that."

The guy licking his wet back of hand with his mouth... well, there was nothing to say. Soram tried to hide how his heart had skipped when Tae-un's tongue came out of his lips.

Tae-un caught his breath and swept his wet hair back. The well-defined muscles moved like sculptures following the motion. Somehow Tae-un felt like he had grown up a lot. Becoming more skilled at sex, handling him well in various ways, becoming much more relaxed..., how would you express that?

"...Sex appeal?"

"Don't use swear words."

No, not bastard... But saying he thought of the word "sex appeal" while looking at him was more embarrassing, so he just left it.

"..."

His body, having gone through intense sex, sank languidly into the bed. Though he felt like he had shown all sorts of unsightly appearances to Tae-un, now... that was good too. After laying everything bare, his heart felt at ease. Tae-un embracing him more roughly than usual was probably... to empty his mind. Because he too had many experiences of stopping Jin Soram, who would dig into the ground mercilessly when consumed by negative thoughts.

Now he should show that he was feeling better, make frivolous jokes and reassure him... He should rightfully do so for the one who had done his best for his precarious lover, but today, the words "I'm okay" still wouldn't come out easily.

Can I be a little more spoiled with you, who are so solid?

Just for now, he wanted to let go of everything and just lean on him. It was a much more childlike feeling than when he would whine things like "It hurt!" or "Han Tae-un, you pervert."

"Han Tae-un, hold me. Tightly."

When he clung to his neck and pleaded, Tae-un bent down and wrapped his arms around Soram's back. Soram pulled him closer so that his heavy weight would rest on top of his body.

"Stay like this until I fall asleep."

Instead of answering, the back of his head was stroked. Soram closed his eyes in a place where no nightmares could wedge their way in.