Side Story 1. Private Rescue (7)

"Haah, that feels strange."

"I need to loosen you up well. Neither of us is in a state to finish after just one or two times."

"..."

They were both emotionally shaken, trying to find stability by clinging to each other. Tae-un speaking like that meant he too lacked confidence in his self-control.

"Don't think you dislike it, the faster you open up from feeling it, the sooner it'll be over."

"..."

Every time such sexual words came out nonchalantly from those proper lips, a chilly excitement visited his lower abdomen.

It would be pointless to tell him not to do it. And Soram was already in a state of heightened excitement from the gaze that looked as if it would devour his lower half. Even knowing he would want to take back his choice while crying just minutes later, he couldn't refuse.

"Then I'll lie face down."

Tae-un lifted his body that had been covering Soram slightly to make space. Soram turned around and lay face down on the bed. This would be better than flailing about while directly seeing Tae-un with his face buried between his legs.

"Heet."

His buttocks were spread apart so forcefully it hurt. A chill brushed his warmed body for a moment.

"Heu..."

Something hot and moist touched the tense hole. Sensitivity had only increased during the period of abstinence. Just a light lick with the tongue made his waist tremble.

"Heup."

The tongue gently wet the outside, as if soothing the tightly closed, resisting entrance. His body was already being consumed by an obscene sensation, without even the will to resist.

"Heua, ah..."

Before the tip of the tongue dug inside, it wandered around the squeezed crevice. Gripping the pillow, Soram regretted lying face down. Not only were his buttocks spread wider due to the position, but with his vision blocked, the squelching sounds and sensations below felt even clearer. He was also embarrassed by his genitals swaying whenever excitement visited his raised buttocks.

There was a time when they had clumsily joined bodies for the first time right in this place, but now they were doing such lewd acts without hesitation... They had become quite admirable adults.

The tip of the tongue touched the inner wall. The space between the folds became soaking wet and quivered. Unlike fingers, the tongue wasn't firm, so when he clenched the hole, it contracted together, then stiffened again to dig inside. This was the sensation he disliked. A ticklish, frustrating sensation. He couldn't control his body any more than with rough penetration.

"Stop, I, ah.. heup, eung, hoot."

As if he had no intention of making him climax just from sucking, Tae-un raised his head when Soram started to move his hips. A 1st-grade hunter's body not only recovers quickly but also has good learning ability. Reviving past memories, the inside quickly softened.

"Heet!"

As Tae-un was about to raise his upper body, he suddenly bit Soram's buttock hard. Teeth marks were clearly left on the white mound.

"What, what are you doing!"

"..."

Tae-un's thumb caressed the stinging spot. Far from apologizing, he just smiled and brought his thumb between Soram's buttocks. The hole was pried open. The outside spread apart, revealing the inner flesh, and his thumb went in.

"The entrance here loosens up much faster with the mouth than with hands. Now fingers go in well too."

"Nng, euut, heup."

His thumb dug in deeply, the base of his finger touching the entrance. He kneaded Soram's testicles with his other four fingers. After a few rough breaths were heard, Tae-un muttered as if intoxicated.

"You're really sexy right now."

Then Tae-un proceeded to loosen him up in the order Soram knew well. However, it was a bit rougher than usual. The sensation of fingers increasing one by one amplified the anticipation for the act to come. Soram gripped the blanket and moaned. Half of him wanted to demand he do it quickly, and half wanted to just be swept along by whatever Tae-un did today.

Tae-un put great effort into the process before insertion, to the point where "Just do it" was the second most common phrase Soram uttered during their encounters, after crying sounds. Even with his own face turning red from holding back his desire, he wouldn't compromise until Soram was sufficiently loosened, so naturally foreplay tended to be long.

And the long teasing doubled the pleasure of insertion.

The four fingers that had entered one by one and eventually stirred his insides were withdrawn. Tae-un pressed close to Soram's back and kissed his shoulder blade. Just the action implying insertion made clear liquid surge from Soram's genitals.

"Heup..."

The hot tip of his genitals dug between his buttocks. A deep sensation of being slowly filled from shallow places came. Past the loosened entrance, the inner walls were tightly pressed and opened.

With the slow insertion, Tae-un pressed against his back without a gap. His breath and body heat enveloped Soram's body in an instant.

"You're... heu, too hot. Euut, did you, catch a cold, from falling in the water?"

Everywhere their skin touched felt as if burned by fire. He could be certain it was unusually hotter today.

"I don't think it's because of a cold."

Tae-un pushed his genitals in deeper. Soram's body was pressed flat against the bed, his shoulders jerking up. In this position, he felt like he would suffocate trapped in the heat.

"Ha, Han Tae-un. I want to see you while doing it."

"Okay."

Tae-un withdrew his genitals a little and turned Soram's body. Still, with the glans half inside, Soram had to moan at the sensation of his inner walls being rubbed.

The missionary position spreads the legs wider than from behind. Tae-un's pelvis roughly collided with the inside of his thighs spread to the sides. The genitals that had briefly withdrawn entered inside again in an instant.

"Heueuuk...!"

This time, instead of gripping the blanket, he naturally wrapped his arms around Tae-un's neck. Though it was the same hot heat, it was better to embrace it in his arms than have it pour down his back.

His lower half opened up to the shape of the excited genitals. When his insides were roughly pried apart, his widely spread legs also stiffened together.

"Ah, haah, ah... Han Tae-un, more... eut, heuk."

His body moved back and forth, thrusting up into Soram's stomach. The elation of sex didn't fade no matter how many times they joined bodies. Today, the sentiment brought by his excited face was especially intense.

Outside the window, the sun had almost set, and the unlit room was also darkening. Even in the dim light, it was enough for Soram to see the tiles densely covering the walls. Soram's eyes blurred as if he would cry. Fortunately, tears were already welling up from pleasure.

"Eut! Ah!"

His insides opened up with an aching sensation, rendering all the careful preparation meaningless. The rubbed entrance swelled, and the inside of his thighs stung from the collisions.

"Touch me, heu, touch me. Hard."

As he flailed about, groping for him, Tae-un immediately granted his wish. He gripped Soram's highly excited genitals hard while biting his nape. Perhaps because they had no plans to go to work for a while, the stinging on his neck felt different from usual. This mark would probably last quite a long time.

He liked that. Soon even the pain of his nape being chewed on faded away. It was because Tae-un was digging into him while gripping and shaking Soram's genitals.

"Ah, ah... it hur-, heuah! Ah!"

Though the pleasure was almost suffocating, he didn't regret begging to be touched. He didn't dislike the situation where he couldn't think of anything, completely surrounded by him. Usually, he would have uttered "stop" at least once out of embarrassment at losing his reason, but today he just surrendered his body.

"Haah, ha... euk, ha...!"

It seemed like the heat in the gaze directed at him wouldn't cool no matter what state he showed. Even as he was being fucked by another man, overcome with excitement and gripping his own nipples, his eyes and mouth slack and unable to form proper words, Tae-un rather showed signs of being even more excited towards Soram.

"Huuu...!"

Matching his long exhale, Soram's hips lifted. With his waist half raised, the genitals plunged in as if thrusting down from above. His waist throbbed as his insides were crushed.

"Ah, ah... ang, heu, ah...!"

The bed Tae-un had used since high school couldn't withstand the two's heaving and made strained creaking sounds. The beds in their dormitory that had gone through the same process were now replaced with ultra-expensive custom-made beds that Soram had scratched. The creaking they hadn't heard for a while added to their excitement just for now. It reminded them of the time when they had clumsily approached each other, not even knowing if their feelings were romantic.

His bent legs tightly wrapped around Tae-un. The desperate feelings from that time rose up with it. An earnest wish towards the other person suddenly bloomed. Actually, it wasn't that he disliked the heat pouring onto his back. Just for today, he wanted to embrace the other person with both arms too, that's why he had wanted to change positions.

'His nails might hurt if they touch...'

Hesitating, Soram dug in his fingertips and scratched down Tae-un's back when he forcefully crushed his insides. Feelings of guilt and the thrill of leaving marks on him coexisted.