Seo Ui-woo pushed his firm, pink erection into the mouth Jae-jin had reluctantly opened. Whether it was poor aim or intentional, instead of going straight into his throat, it angled off to the left. Jae-jin's left cheek stretched out, bulging in the shape of Ui-woo's tip as it pressed against the inside.
"Mmgh!"
"Maybe because it's a baby mouth, but it feels tight and soft."
Kwon Jae-jin desperately wanted to shut Ui-woo's mouth, silencing his absurd comments.
But at that moment, it was Jae-jin's mouth that was being shut.
So Jaejin punched Seo Euwoo's thigh. It was as hard as a rock. Seo Euwoo didn't even pretend to react.
"Hmm, Jaejin, you're small here too… It's tight inside…"
Seo Ui-woo continued to play with Jae-jin's cheeks, puffing them up from side to side for quite some time. Jae-jin's face became a mess, with his left cheek swelling, then his right.
Annoyed, Jae-jin gritted his teeth, and only then did Seo Ui-woo burst out laughing. After catching his breath while toying with Jae-jin's hair, Seo Ui-woo muttered in a rough voice, 'I think that's enough, right…?'
"Ugh…?"
Enough…?
When Jae-jin looked up, Seo Ui-woo's gray eyes were glistening with desire.
"I'll do it, properly."
Seo Ui-woo let out a long breath, firmly gripping Jae-jin's ears like handles. Then, in one swift motion, he thrust deeply, as if to pierce through the throat. Without any time to prepare, the fierce member pushed past the uvula and went in forcefully.
"…Khuek! Ugh, ugh!"
"Ah… ha… Hoo… that's good…"
Seo Ui-woo's thumb was lodged in Jae-jin's ear, gripping it tightly at some point. Using the remaining four fingers to hold onto the ear, he began to shake Jae-jin's head back and forth. The shaft, which had been buried past the uvula, slid out, rubbing against Jae-jin's stiffened tongue and palate.
Without even a moment for Jae-jin to catch his breath, his head was shaken again, and the shaft was thrust back in as before. His jaw was stretched to its limit.
"Hee, ugh…! Ugh, ugh…!"
It felt as if his entire throat was convulsing.
The inner muscles tightened violently around the shaft that was buried deep inside. Wet flesh clung to Seo Ui-woo, refusing to let go, and as he thrust in, it adhered even more, releasing an uncontrollable amount of saliva.
"Br… hhh…"
Transparent saliva dripped from the corners of Jae-jin's mouth. Seo Ui-woo glanced at the overflowing drool with a hint of regret, then flashed a bright smile at Jae-jin.
"Ah, this feels great. See, not a drop of blood, huh? You're not hurt… I did well, didn't I?"
As soon as his excited voice rang out, Seo Ui-woo pushed Jae-jin onto the bed, forcing him to lie on his back.
When Kwon Jae-jin flipped onto his back, the shaft that had been buried deep in his throat abruptly slid out. Taking advantage of his now-empty mouth, Jae-jin coughed, choking and struggling to catch his breath.
"Kuuh, ugh! Kuh… Seo Ui, s-stop… it's too deep, haah…"
"It's not deep at all. Not even half of mine went in."
"Ugh, if you keep going, I think I'm going to throw up…"
"If you keep whining, I'm going to get mad. Should I bring the handcuffs?"
Seo Ui-woo climbed on top of Jae-jin, who was lying on the bed. Kneeling on either side of his armpits, he pressed the tip of his shaft back against Jae-jin's lips. Jae-jin tried to turn his head to avoid it, but there was no stopping Seo Ui-woo, whose eyes had already glazed over with lust.
"I was just joking. There are no handcuffs in this house. I could fetch some if I wanted, though… but there's no need for that."
His eyes, gleaming with excitement, flickered dangerously.
His gaze was absurdly fierce, especially compared to his thin, delicate eyelashes. Seo Ui-woo stared down at Jae-jin, urging him.
"I did well, didn't I?"
"Wh… what do you mean?"
"Here. I didn't get hurt, I soaked it plenty, and I held back a lot. I endured it properly."
Seo Ui-woo grabbed Jae-jin's hair, pulling it back to tilt his chin upward. He positioned Jae-jin's mouth and throat in a straight line and thrust his rough organ deep into the open cavity.
"Now it's your turn to hold on, okay? Just a little longer, yeah?"
What was being shoved into him in forceful thrusts pierced Jae-jin like a stake, leaving him unable to close his mouth, turn his head, or even squirm.
In that position, Seo Ui-woo began to relentlessly drive his lower body forward.
"Ah, ha… just try to endure it."
"Mmm! Ugh! Kgh, huff…"
"Hah, it's tingling… What do I do, it feels so good…"
Kwon Jae-jin instinctively bared his teeth, desperate to survive the crisis. However, Seo Ui-woo, seemingly oblivious to the pain from his skin scraping against his fangs, was driven wild by the pleasure of the guiding, thrashing about violently.
Jae-jin's complexion turned ashen.
He couldn't help but gag.
"Stop, stop, stop…"
Kwon Jae-jin gagged repeatedly, scratching at Seo Ui-woo's thigh, begging for mercy. Still, there was no reprieve, so he grabbed at anything within reach. His vision blurred, and he couldn't tell whether he had grasped the bed sheets or Seo Ui-woo's clothes.
"No, no, please…"
Seeing Jae-jin on the verge of vomiting, Seo Ui-woo made a pinching motion with his fingers and squeezed Jae-jin's nose.
"Don't spit it out, swallow it. Please. I'm not done yet. Just a little more help."
Already struggling to breathe, Kwon Jae-jin's airways were completely blocked, and his face turned bright red.
"Huhuk! Ugh…"
"Good… That's it. Good boy."
Kwon Jae-jin repeatedly gasped for air, his throat convulsing.
Unintentionally, this caused him to tighten and stimulate the part thrust deep inside.
Seo Ui-woo, overwhelmed with pleasure, stifled a low moan and panted heavily. Just as his thrusting seemed to stop, the muscles of his thick thighs and hips tensed rigidly.
"Kkhut."
Seo Ui-woo let out a restrained groan as he collapsed onto his elbows on the bed. His thick, dark eyebrows furrowed deeply, and his long, lowered eyelashes trembled slightly.
There was something sinful in Seo Ui-woo's face, which was flushed with ecstasy.
For a brief moment, the usually pristine and elegant features of his noble-like face revealed a vulnerable, powerless side.
That fleeting moment passed like a mirage, and Seo Ui-woo roughly lifted his body from where he had been leaning. As the thick shaft that had been lodged violently in the back of Jae-jin's throat withdrew, a large amount of semen flowed out. His palate, tongue — everything — was coated in the sticky, viscous fluid.
"…Ah, ah…"
Kwon Jae-jin couldn't close his mouth, his jaw trembling as he gasped for air. Even after finishing once, Seo Ui-woo, unsatisfied, rubbed the tip of his slackened member teasingly against Jae-jin's upper lip and philtrum.
"Look at this, Jae-jin. I must've gotten too excited and finished quickly."
Seo Ui-woo whispered playfully, his eyes curving with a teasing charm. As he did so, he finally let go of Jae-jin's nose, which he had been pinching.
Kwon Jae-jin quickly turned his head, gasping for air.
"…Ugh!"
He had been desperately holding back the urge to vomit, but now, with his mouth full of semen, it was impossible to endure any longer.
Jae-jin leaned over the trash can beside the bed, spitting out everything in his mouth.
Coughing and spluttering, he eventually vomited up everything from his stomach as well.
"Ugh… blegh…"
In the midst of it all, the deranged Seo Ui-woo gently patted Jae-jin's back. The light taps of his fist irritated Jae-jin to the point that his eyes turned red with frustration.
"Ah, what are we going to do now? I was planning to go again right away… but that's it now," Seo Ui-woo whispered with clear disappointment. After patting his back, he shifted his hand to Jae-jin's waist. He slipped his large palm under the tattered white t-shirt, running it smoothly across his skin.
"Hm. Looks like using your mouth is out of the question."
Seo Ui-woo smiled and pressed a kiss to the back of Jae-jin's head.
"Shall we just go back to how we were doing it?"
Without warning, he shoved his hand into the elastic waistband of Jae-jin's pants, grabbing a firm hold of his buttocks.
"You, ugh, take your hand off…!"
As Seo Ui-woo blatantly began to grope his buttocks, Kwon Jae-jin shot him a deadly glare, his disheveled hair sticking out in all directions, as if it were stabbing Seo Eui-woo in his place.
"I said, let go… you bastard."
Hearing the curse, Seo Ui-woo's eyes widened in surprise.
"Why are you swearing at me? You're the one who couldn't hold it and threw up."
"You — ugh, I told you from the beginning to take it easy. Ngh… I told you not to overdo it, didn't I?"
"I wasn't overdoing it at all. I didn't even go all the way in," Seo Ui-woo muttered, pushing apart the cleft between Jae-jin's buttocks. Jae-jin pulled his lower body back and screamed.
"Seo Ui-woo! If you don't stop that right now, you'll regret it."
"I'll regret it? Me?" Seo Ui-woo replied, sounding unconvinced.
"I warned you. That's it."
To hell with it.
There's no turning back now.
'Tried to be nice, but this crazy kid doesn't even know what's going on…'
Jae-jin had only gone along with the guiding to save time and get things over with, but now he was too angry to care anymore. Trying to build a good relationship from the start was clearly a lost cause.
'Forget a good relationship — it's going to be a screwed-up one at this rate.'