Chapter 77

"I'm not sure if this is all done."

Tae-un spread his fingers apart and the inside opened up. Outside air entered the opened inside. Ugh! Soram's shoulders and cheeks, which had shrunk, came closer.

"Relax. It tightened up inside again."

"...You, with that tone, hng, saying such things is really weird."

"What is? It's the same as usual."

"That's why I'm saying it's weird, ah..."

The roots of the fingers were contained inside again, and the middle finger firmly pressed the deep inner wall.

"Ugh..."

"What do you think?"

So far, rather than the sensation stimulating sexual pleasure from being touched inside, there was only a feeling of unfamiliarity. The shame of taking off clothes and spreading his legs had more of an effect on arousal.

"I'm also, haa, not sure, but it's okay."

It seemed like he could sufficiently pretend to feel good to this extent.

Soram, who had no experience with relationships with women, did not expect sex with a man to be extremely good. However, he wanted to satisfy Tae-un. In this relationship, Tae-un took priority over Soram himself.

He would have to hide that more calmly from Tae-un, who was like a bear but unexpectedly quick-witted.

"Now stop with the fingers and do the insertion. It doesn't hurt. From what I see, it seems all done."

Considering the size of Han Tae-un's penis, he was worried about the insertion. However, as he had assured earlier, with a 1st-grade body, how could it tear from sex? It might hurt quite a bit, though.

Hearing Soram's words, Tae-un pulled out the fingers he had deeply inserted inside. When they slid out, a slightly stranger sensation came.

"Why are you so pale all over?"

Tae-un touched Soram's body. Those were parts that had turned red from excitement rather than being pale.

"Is that good or bad?"

He couldn't answer right away and thought for a moment before speaking.

"It's to the point of being excessive, but it's probably on the good side."

"But why does your face keep looking like that?"

"What's with my face?"

"You don't know and you're asking? You've been stiffening up and glaring at me since earlier."

"I was biting my tongue in my mouth."

What kind of nonsense is that now?

"I thought I wouldn't be able to control my words and pant like a beast while touching you, so I kept my mouth shut."

"..."

"It's driving me crazy. What do I do now that you've let me know even this?"

Between Soram's legs, he only pulled out the front of the pants he was wearing. As if proving that his expressionlessness did not mean a lack of interest, he was fully aroused. Tae-un, who had torn open a new package, put a condom on his penis.

'Hmm. Although we brought this in, there probably aren't many people who fit this size...'

That was what the pharmacist had muttered when Soram, wearing a hat and mask, was paying for the condoms at the pharmacy he had gone to. Although his eyes seemed to say that this customer was bluffing, Soram thought it would be sufficient. Not for himself, but for the person who would use it.

The largest size condom fit tightly on Tae-un's penis. Tae-un placed each of Soram's popliteal fossae (The back of the knee) on his arms. He stroked down the thighs and bent his waist to kiss. This time, they exchanged breaths not for long and parted again.

I’m really doing it with Han Tae-un.

His heart pounded so hard it seemed to hit his chin.

The texture of the condom touched between Soram's buttocks again. However, it was much hotter than fingers. Unlike fingers that could squeeze through the gap and enter, the penis pressed down on the inside bluntly and forcibly pushed in.

"Nngh..."

"Soram-ah, relax..."

"Hng, okay, ah...!"

At first, the narrowly opened eyes were completely furrowed. Then at some point, they opened wide. It seemed like this was the limit of opening up, but the bottom kept opening more and more tightly as Tae-un pushed in. He had to suppress the urge to shout stop, it hurts, several times.

"Hng, augh, ah, ah..."

As much as the bottom opened, the lips also parted and spat out trembling moans.

The thing that had been pushing in like that passed over something with a thud as if caught. Now, the glans had barely fit inside. Soram's bottom had already turned a strained red color. With no body hair, the opened appearance following the condom-covered penis was clearly visible.

"Does it hurt?"

"..."

He should say no, but he couldn't bring himself to say those words. He only clenched his mouth and endured, unable to say he couldn't do it.

"Jin Soram. Should I pull out?"

"No! Damn it, heuk... don't pull out. How will you put it in again...!"

You absolutely can't pull out... Soram pleaded in a trembling voice. Tae-un, whose penis tip was trapped in the tightly clenched inside, also had veins popping up near his jaw, but he silently waited for Soram's breathing to settle down.

The pain didn't dull, but he adapted to it. Tae-un, who had been looking at Soram panting up and down his chest, lowered his head. His lips pressed firmly on Soram's nape.

"You seem to really like it there..."

It was the place where hands and mouth had touched first even earlier. As if answering, he firmly pressed his lips on the bite mark. The bottom was so numb that he couldn't even properly feel the slight stinging sensation. Still, being covered with hot body temperature made him feel a little relaxed.

"Han Tae-un."

"Yeah."

"Try coming in... a little more."

Tae-un let out a long breath and moved his waist. Kuk. He only slightly pushed his penis inside, but for a moment, it felt like his stomach was being pressed down and his breath was blocked. And both the wide-open entrance that was rubbed and the forcibly opened inside hurt so much that he couldn't hold back a crying sound.

Soram followed Tae-un's earlier action. He bit his tongue in his mouth so that the pained sound wouldn't leak out.

In the meantime, as Tae-un moved a few more times, it seemed to have reached the place where the fingers had touched earlier.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm, okay..."

"Ha... But why do your face and voice look like that?"

"Because it's the first time. It's unfamiliar... I've never done this kind of thing before, hng."

Soram's lips trembled and rose.

"You can put it in more. It's fine. Ugh..."

...But what if I die here by any chance? The pain of the bottom being stretched open was so severe that he felt such fear behind his bluff. It felt like his body was being split in half starting from his butt.

"Hey, ah, Han Tae-un."

"Yeah."

"But if I happen to die here, hng, I'll top you in the next life."

"...Okay. Are you fine or are you in pain?"

"It, it hurts..."

"..."

Tae-un looked down at Soram for a moment, then grasped his penis. He squeezed the shaft a few times and stroked it upward.

"Ah, unng...!"

"I'll go as slowly as possible, so if it hurts too much to bear, tell me. You can push me away with your ability too."

"Ugh, I said it doesn't hurt! Don't assume as you please, hng!"

Tae-un grasped Soram's penis including the testicles and slightly thrust his waist up. Soram's shoulders pressed against the bed rose. It seemed like he could hear the sound of the inside being forcibly stretched open, ugh, guh.

Soram clenched his teeth and endured the pain. Was it a plant-type mutant? The pain was similar to when his side was pierced by it. However, whenever he felt like saying it hurt, he focused his vision and looked at Tae-un's face.

Tae-un had been aroused since Soram first kissed him, but he kept putting the brakes on his actions while checking on Soram.

However, as the stimulation repeated, even his pretense of calmness reached its limit and his impatience was revealed. But he still desperately moved slowly. Accordingly, Soram's butt also rose and fell.

"Ah..., hng, eung..., ahh, ah..."

It was the first sex in his long life. Soram made an assessment that there was a good reason for his plain life. If this was sex, it seemed like he wouldn't have particularly enjoyed the act while living.

"Han Tae-un, hng..., what about you?"

He let out a long breath and said,

"...Honestly... it hurts."

Just as much as Soram's lower abdomen was trembling, his penis was also being tightly squeezed. It was also difficult to move recklessly while checking Soram's condition. However...

"It hurts, but it feels good."

A low moan was added to Tae-un's voice. Looking down at Soram, he raised his lips very slightly.

"It feels good, Soram-ah."

"..."

Soram felt like he could lie right now.

"...I think, I feel good too."

"That's a relief."

Something warm and soft touched his forehead. A pleased look passed over Tae-un's face, which had little movement. Facing that face, it felt like something was stirring in his throat and chest.

"Thrust into me more. Han Tae-un."

Tae-un, who had been stroking the stiff parts of the pale body to relax them, thrust into the inside once more and placed his hand on top of Soram's head. The hand acted as a cushion between the head that had been pushed up on the bed at some point and the hard headboard.

"Heuk! Eung..., ah, hng, ugh!"

When he moved again, Soram's vision blurred. They were tears of pain more than 90%. Soram flailed his hand and pulled Tae-un's body closer. And while his body was split open, he pressed the back of his head firmly against the nape of his neck. So that he couldn't see the expression that would distort any further.

"It, it's good. Goo, hng, ah."

It hurts, ahhh! It hurts! Instead of those words, he squeezed out the exact opposite.

Tae-un wrapped his arms around Soram's back and hugged him in return. Hot body temperature poured over his body. It felt like his body was tingling as if he had come out of cold water and been covered with a blanket.

"Haa, ha..."

It seemed to slightly alleviate the sharp pain. Soram endured the pain while holding his breath in his embrace.

Tae-un's breathing could be heard in his ear. As he listened to that sound with his eyes closed, a certain image flashed through Soram's mind.

Although the other person's appearance was blurry like a scratched film, he could tell they were overlapping like now. Unlike now, where both of them were groaning, the two were familiarly facing each other's foreheads or nose tips. Then, Soram, who playfully jerked his body up from above and moaned, hit his shoulder with his fist. He took the hit without resistance, laughing.

Soon, lips approached. That person spoke softly in his ear.

"Soram-ah."

"...Huh?"

As he turned to look at Tae-un, the tears that had gathered in his eyes fell. The image that had momentarily come to mind was erased, and Tae-un's face, which was on the boundary between hardship and pleasure, appeared. This was the appearance of Tae-un that he knew.

"Why are you about to cry? Does it hurt a lot?"

"What are you talking about, why would I cry..."

"I can't do this. This is enough. I'm pulling out."

"No! Don't pull out!"

"Let's stop..."

"I said keep going! Hng, just try stopping!"

Soram grabbed the arm of Tae-un, who was trying to lift his body. Perhaps he unknowingly put a lot of strength into it, but Tae-un's center of gravity spilled forward.

"Ah."

The distance between Tae-un and Soram's faces narrowed. It seemed to resemble the image that had passed by a little while ago.

That's when it happened. Like when you stretch your body after kneeling for a long time, a tingling sensation burst and spread from the lower abdomen.

"Haeung!"

Soram's body trembled. The tip of the penis, which had only been turning red in Tae-un's hand, also got wet on its own. And in front of Soram, who was surprised by his own reaction and covered his mouth, was Tae-un with an equally surprised expression.

"Soram..."

"Ha, Han Tae-un, what? What, what did you do?"