HARD 7

That was the beginning.

Cha Gyuwon could no longer hold back and just moved his hips clumsily, following his pleasure and instincts.

He couldn’t match the rhythm and his direction was off, but his strength alone was like that of a stud horse.

“Ugh, euk, ah!”

Go Woonha bit his lip hard and then released it, feeling as if he were literally being punched in the gut. Tears welled up in his eyes. And vitality coursed through his entire body.

“Ah, harder! Ah, that’s good. Fucking, good.”

At some point, the water that had filled the bathtub began to overflow.

Because of that, their movements became awkward and sluggish. Cha Gyuwon, who was panting with his mouth wide open, suddenly grabbed Go Woonha’s lower thigh tightly and stood up.

There was a tremendous sound of water splashing onto the floor. Cha Gyuwon remained standing, pressed Woonha’s back against the wall of the tub, and began to thrust his hips again. It was a wise move, as they both could have been seriously injured if they had tried to get out and clumsily slipped. But there probably weren’t many people who could thrust this hard while standing.

“Aaagh, aack, ah!”

“Does it hurt, does it hurt?”

Cha Gyuwon asked, panting. His hip movements slowed to a languid pace. Go Woonha, clenching his teeth, grabbed his hair and muttered.

“Don’t slow down… You can’t go easy either.”

Cha Gyuwon lowered his gaze to look between Go Woonha’s legs. He was clearly erect.

“You see?”

Go Woonha whispered with a silly grin.

“Right now… I feel better than ever, so keep going. Hmm?”

A pecking bird kiss landed on him.

Cha Gyuwon couldn’t believe that this perverted, crazy man, with such a delicately handsome face, could kiss in such a promiscuous yet gentle way.

However, from a certain point on, he found himself pushing his head toward Go Woonha’s face as if bewitched.

When he came to his senses, he was pinning Go Woonha against the wall and slamming into him. It was to the point where he wondered if the entire building was shaking, making a mockery of the construction company’s boast that there would be no noise between floors, let alone between walls, because it was built so sturdily.

Cha Gyuwon lacked technique. He clearly didn’t know how to thrust up into someone he was holding in mid-air without slipping. As a result, he had resorted to pinning Go Woonha against the wall and pressing him down with his own body to hold him in place, which made it hard to breathe.

“Ah, wait.”

Go Woonha felt like the hair on his head was standing on end from the tingling sensation in his belly.

That sensation was gradually intensifying.

It wasn’t just arousal from the friction on his genitals. Something completely different was coming, not a lukewarm, compromising sort of climax.

“Ah, fff… good…”

The lukewarm temperature had been surpassed long ago. It had been hovering on the verge of crossing the line, and now it felt like it would spill over at any moment.

“Hah, ugh, wait, ah, Mr. Gyuwon. Ah, too much, this is too much…”

Go Woonha ground his teeth with a creak. His head tilted back even further. His arms and legs wrapped around Cha Gyuwon tightened with force. Cha Gyuwon’s breath caught with a gasp at the force squeezing his body, but he couldn’t stop either.

The two of them mingled their bodies without a word, only letting out ragged breaths. The overflowing water sloshed, continuously making a waterfall-like sound. Go Woonha let out a suppressed moan and pressed his head against the wall.

“Ah, what is this… ah, harder.”

Go Woonha commanded Cha Gyuwon.

“More, fuc… don’t stop, don’t stop. Ah, please.”

This was the first time he had begged someone like this since he’d had both his front and back seals broken.

Go Woonha’s penis swelled up taut. The beads embedded in his foreskin tickled Cha Gyuwon’s stomach. Cha Gyuwon lowered his head and breathed like a stud horse. Saliva dripped from between his parted lips. At the motion of his thrusts, as if he had lost his reason, Go Woonha felt a climax where his vision flashed for a moment along with a pleasure that made his hair stand on end. It wasn’t long, and one could say it wasn’t of a remarkable level, but it didn’t matter. Everything was relative. For Go Woonha, it was the first, most plausible climax.

“Aaargh, aack! Ah…!”

“More, more? Hah, here? Does it feel good here? Hah, you’re biting down…”

“Keep going… hngh…!”

Cha Gyuwon was going crazy, feeling as if his own member was melting and sticking to the inner walls inside Go Woonha’s tightening passage. Unaware that he was ejaculating, Cha Gyuwon thrust his hips as if forcibly tearing his member away from the thin membrane it was stuck to. Then, once he was out, he would become as anxious as a lost child and desperately try to get back in.

He thrusted while ejaculating. Go Woonha’s member pumped out semen in tandem. The sticky liquid soaked his chest and reached the tip of his chin.

“Uuugh, ugh, ah…!”

At the end of the shuddering climax, Cha Gyuwon pulled his penis out completely.

His member bobbed due to its weight. He thought he had finished ejaculating, but with a squirt, it came out one more time.

Go Woonha barely managed to get a foothold in the sloshing water and grabbed Cha Gyuwon’s arm.

“Wait… help me a bit…”

Cha Gyuwon fumbled around and finally turned off the lever.

Still, the sloshing sound continued due to the water filling the bathtub.

While Go Woonha caught his breath, Cha Gyuwon hunched his body up as much as he could. It seemed to be a habit. If he didn’t do this, he would have looked much taller. Go Woonha remembered how big, heavy, and satisfying he had been when he had pressed him down.

“Are you hurt?”

Cha Gyuwon asked very cautiously. Gloominess dripped from his voice.

“Do I look like it? I’m sturdy.”

Go Woonha grinned.

“It’s because my legs have given out, my legs. Your legs must be all pruney, Mr. Gyuwon. Shall we get out for now? Help me a little.”

Cha Gyuwon was bewilderedly swept along by Go Woonha’s very gentlemanly attitude, which was different from just a moment ago.

After helping him out of the bathtub, he drained the water.

“Wow, I thought you peed inside me, Mr. Gyuwon. It’s trickling down.”

Cha Gyuwon jumped in surprise at Go Woonha’s casual remark and turned around. Go Woonha was nonchalantly wiping away Cha Gyuwon’s fluid that was endlessly flowing from between his legs.

As he just stood there watching, not knowing what to do, Go Woonha turned his head with a glance. Then he smiled gently.

“Why? Do you really want to pee? Hmm, then should we do it one more time here instead of going to the bed?”

“……”

He thought he had the face of an angel.

The day his hyung had first brought him over, he had wondered how someone so perfectly handsome could exist. No matter how he looked at it, both sculpturally and in terms of atmosphere, he was as beautiful as an angel.

But that angel was now telling him to do it if he wanted to pee inside him.

Cha Gyuwon’s expression slowly hardened.

“No. I don’t do things like that. I don’t like it.”

“I’m fine with it… But you speak well, don’t you? Why don’t you keep talking like that?”

“……”

“I’ll have to scrape the rest out a little later. There’s no way it’ll all come out now. It’s been a really long time since I’ve had sex without a condom. 10 years, no, 11 years? I don’t know.”

Cha Gyuwon’s expression grew darker and darker.

10 years? 11 years?

He didn’t know Go Woonha’s age at the time, but what was certain was that whether it was 10 or 11 years ago, Cha Gyuwon at that time was still in elementary school.

A crazy person.

Cha Gyuwon judged the angel before him.

This person is a crazy person.

Go Woonha, having thrown away the tissue, let out a sigh and slowly bent his knees.

Cha Gyuwon came striding over in a panic. Go Woonha had expected that. He quickly wrapped his arms around his waist. He wrapped his arms and leaned his head forward to bite his exposed chest.

Cha Gyuwon, whose nipple was suddenly being sucked, let out a scream in a low voice.

“How is it that this is grapefruit-colored too? It’s so cute.”

“A-are you crazy? Why are you biting there?”

“I bit something else just a moment ago, so what’s the big deal.”

Cha Gyuwon naturally recalled the scene from before and his face turned bright red. While that was happening, Go Woonha unwrapped his arms from his body and swept his hair back. When he pushed back his hair, which was wet with sweat and water, to reveal his forehead, he looked as fresh as if he had just come from a workout.

Cha Gyuwon’s already erect member grew even bigger and stood up rigidly.

It was honest. Go Woonha smiled quietly at that honest reaction and threw out the hypothesis he had been thinking about for a while.

“Was this your first time with me?”

At those words, Cha Gyuwon’s expression slowly hardened again, and then he was on the verge of tears.

“So you have sex without being married?”

“Hey, you can’t act like I’m the only one at fault after you sucked my ass like that.”

Go Woonha said, dumbfounded, as he wrung out his shirt.

Cha Gyuwon looked troubled, as if there was something he wanted to say but couldn’t bring himself to. Go Woonha asked, wondering if it could be.

“Were you, by any chance, thinking of marrying me?”

“Can you? We’re both men?”

What are you going to do if you can… your answer is too fast…

Go Woonha gave a vapid smile. However, it was just a social shield of a smile he put on out of habit; inwardly, he felt he was in a predicament.

Younger, a virgin, and a premarital-chastity guy with a fantasy of his first relationship leading to marriage.

This is truly the worst. I picked the wrong one to fuck.

Go Woonha racked his brain for a moment and found what he considered the best answer. He gently stroked Cha Gyuwon’s arm and comforted him affectionately.

“It’s okay. Doing it in the back doesn’t count…”

But it seems that wasn’t much of a comfort.

Cha Gyuwon looked at Go Woonha with cold eyes full of contempt, then whipped his body around.

Only then could Go Woonha see his tattoo properly. Covering his entire back was a Guiwang who had just snatched a large carp leaping out of a river with both hands.

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Go Woonha was lying in the living room, on his phone.

Since it wasn’t his house, there were no books to read, and he didn’t have his laptop, so this was the only thing he could do.

He didn’t have any clothes either, so he exchanged work-related messages with just a large towel covering his lower body. Due to the time difference, Go Woonha’s work hours were quite flexible.

After finishing sending emails and getting confirmations, Go Woonha placed his phone on his chest and looked at the closed door.

It had already been two and a half hours since Cha Gyuwon had locked the door and gone into his room. Go Woonha was now cold and hungry. The clothes he had taken out of the washing machine he had run without permission were currently drying in the dryer, so unless he wanted to leave wearing damp, musty clothes, he had to stay here longer.

Finally getting up, Go Woonha wrapped the towel around his waist and knocked on the door.