TSSDNE Story 3 – Do Not Look into the Eyes (2)

“O-One more time.”

Jaeseong’s eyes curved into a smile. A kind of expression he had never shown before. It was a shame he could see only the silhouette.

“You said you’d let me.”

The words coming out of Jaeseong’s mouth had no consistency. Then Dohun had only one option, to be persistent.

“Call me hyung… just one more time…”

When would a chance like this ever come again? Jaeseong had voluntarily called him hyung just now. He never said things like that.

This was it. His moment.

He let out breath after breath. Even when his overturned voice and rough breathing pressed against Jaeseong’s body, the reaction was faint. As if his mind and body were separate. But so what?

Who cared if the words didn’t make sense? He could overlook that completely. He had waited so long for this day. And it seemed like Jaeseong was accepting it too.

“Jaeseong.”

“General.”

“N-No, call me hyung.”

“Let me.”

“O-Okay, I’ll do it. I’ll do everything. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Really?”

“Jaeseong, who am I?”

“Hyung.”

Dohun almost screamed. He didn’t even realize until now that he was having a full conversation. A laugh burst out of him. Bloodshot eyes were staring right at him.

His gaze dropped. After all the groping from behind, the shirt had ridden up around his chest. Only now did he become aware of the surroundings. Dohun slipped his hand under the lifted shirt and rubbed along his waist with his thumb.

“Jaeseong.”

The anticipation clung to his voice.

“We’re… doing this, right?”

Dohun asked shyly. And Jaeseong didn’t pull away from his touch. He knew this was strange. One look at those bloodshot eyes, the veins standing out, and he knew something was off.

How had he not noticed the state of those eyes until now?

So this was like… a ghost, possession, something along those lines.

Right?

Dohun didn’t know exactly. If it wasn’t that, then the only remaining explanation was that Jaeseong had simply been waiting to have sex with him.

But from the perspective of someone who got kicked or hit the moment any similar mood appeared, even earlier today, that couldn’t be right. He knew very well that you weren’t supposed to touch a guy who’d built his body through constant workouts. He’d learned that the hard way.

He had built his patience and gentlemanly restraint around Jaeseong, so there was no way he would simply allow himself to be handled this helplessly.

He had promised to let Jaeseong top when he finally coaxed him into it, but like this, he wasn’t sure if they could even call this proper sex.

You know how they say it, ghosts do the opposite of what humans do.

He’d seen videos online of people who make horror content showing how ghosts clap with the backs of their hands.

Nothing Jaeseong had done today was any different from that. He even walked backward.

Then how did ghosts have sex? Did they do handstands?

A random curiosity rose in him, but he figured it probably wasn’t good for Jaeseong’s body. As his boyfriend, it was his duty to protect Jaeseong’s body.

So he was sorry, but he would have to be the one to do the penetrating.

Would a ghost run away if he drove into it properly?

He would probably get slapped or beaten later, but once Jaeseong realized he had no choice, he would only hit him moderately. Our simple and soft-hearted Jaeseong.

That was why he had been coaxed into acting like his boyfriend in the first place. This was why you had to choose your friends well. It was sometimes pitiful, but Dohun intended to treat him well in return.

His fingers traced down along the lines of his body. If the real Jaeseong had heard him thinking such nonsense, he would’ve kicked him out, but the real Jaeseong wasn’t here. Too sad to bear. He’d make sure it felt amazing for him.

He hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled the pants down. His cock bounced upward into the air.

Dohun took out his own already-hard length and rolled a condom onto it. The unfamiliar slickness of the latex around his cock made it slippery in his hand.

He swallowed thickly. This was the moment he’d only fantasized about.

He pressed a finger to the lower opening and rubbed. The inner walls crushed down mercilessly on his finger. So this tiny hole was where he’d be putting himself. He rubbed his cock over the top of Jaeseong’s butt.

“Hoo…”

Normally he would loosen him up carefully with his fingers, but Dohun wanted to feel this hole right now. He had waited too long. With a condom, it probably wouldn’t tear him… so should he just put it in?

Dohun pushed himself halfway in.

“Agh, hhh, ugh…!”

A choked whimper burst from Jaeseong’s mouth. But Dohun couldn’t react properly.

“Heuk!”

Jaeseong’s inner walls clenched around the tip as if trying to tear it off.

“Hh… hngh…”

The inside was so suffocatingly tight that he nearly lost his breath. The inner walls swallowed him and crushed him relentlessly. The constant stimulation made him feel like he was about to explode. The sharp, tingling sensation was unforgettable. Tears prickled in his blinking eyes.

Was it normally like this?

The dizzying sensation made him pitch forward. His upper body collapsed without his will. He caught himself on the floor. Something prickly brushed his palm, hair.

“Ah…”

Dohun let out a dazed sound. He hadn’t been able to tell anything in the darkness. Even after pressing down on Jaeseong’s head, the feeling was vague. Inside, Jaeseong’s body clung greedily to his cock. He gasped for breath.

“Heuk, hhh…”

“Ah… ngh…”

Even without moving, the inside wrung his cock mercilessly. No need to thrust, just like this.

Was this how insanely tight it was supposed to be? It felt even more stimulating than putting himself into a high-end toy.

But this was becoming…

At first, he could barely even breathe, but now, it was too stimulating. Sex like this, something he had never experienced before, couldn’t be compared to doing it alone. He slowly blinked. His vision wavered.

Dohun’s eyes narrowed. His hand on Jaeseong’s head twitched faintly.

“J-Jaeseong, s-stop, I… I think I’m gonna come…”

“Hh… ngh…”

Below him, Jaeseong squirmed weakly. And even then, a thought crossed his mind, so it wasn’t that different after all.

Even though Dohun was only clinging to him, panting for breath, he knew this wasn’t the end.

He deliberately moved his hips. With only half of him inside, it wouldn’t go deeper. His cock rubbed inside as if trying to pry open the suffocatingly tight space, but there was no room at all.

Each movement made the inner walls follow and cling. The slight wriggling felt almost human. The trembling of the body reached his fingertips. Their breaths skimmed through the darkness.

“Haa… hhh…”

Even staying still gave him constant stimulation, but he didn’t want to end like this.

“Huuu… ha, nngh…”

Dohun moved his hips up and down. He wanted to get in deeper somehow. He kept rubbing inside. He pulled out slightly, then thrust in hard. Even the smallest withdrawal made the rim curl around the head of his cock and tremble violently. It was like it was sucking on the tip. He never imagined he would feel something like this from Jaeseong.

He only wanted to lose his virginity, but he never expected the sensation of climax to hit him this hard. Or that it would feel this good.

More. He wanted more.

Dohun pulled out almost completely, then slammed himself upward into him.

“Aahng, ah!”

Jaeseong, who had been quiet the whole time, threw his head back and convulsed. Dohun’s hand, which had been gripping his head, lifted with him. It looked almost like he was grabbing him by the hair. That thought flickered through his mind as he panted. That familiar voice crying out made his ears tingle. Goosebumps rose all over him.

“I… I’m really Jaeseong.”

A voice he knew better than any other spoke as if pleading. Even that was stimulation to Dohun, who was feeling Jaeseong’s body wrapped around him.

“Jaeseong…”

Dohun grabbed his butt with the hand that had fallen away.

“Nn, hhh, nn!”

Jaeseong’s body jolted upward. And even then, he tried to answer.

What would it feel like if he moved more? He could barely stand it just by staying still. He wasn’t even halfway in and yet, his slickened cock slid out slightly.

His cock bumped against Jaeseong’s raised backside and twitched upward. Jaeseong lowered his body.

He looked like he was going limp. As if he thought it was all over.

His sweat-slicked hand waved weakly in the air. Dohun reached out and grabbed his waist, turning him over. With his body half-turned, Jaeseong stared blankly into empty space. Dohun yanked off the condom.

“Ah…”

A drop of fluid fell heavily from his cock.

He should’ve brought more. He didn’t expect to come this fast. He thought once would be enough.

He rubbed Jaeseong’s lower entrance with a fingertip. Should he go buy more now? Now that he’d finally pressed himself into this body, he couldn’t stop. A thought flashed, if it felt this good with a condom, how good would it feel raw?

He looked down at Jaeseong’s body. His face was buried in the blanket, his ass raised high where Dohun held him, shaking as he panted.

The cock that had just come inside the condom gleamed in the dark. When he covered the drooping shaft with his hand, semen smeared across his palm. He pressed his fingers together and rubbed absently.

His gaze shifted slightly.

Between the cheeks, he could see the tightly closed hole. Now it looked like nothing but an opening meant for his cock. A door meant for him.

“Jaeseong.”

“Hhuh, ngh, my body…”

“Jaeseong, you’re my boyfriend, right?”

With the fingertip teasing the rim, he pressed inside. The walls latched on immediately, sucking eagerly at his finger. He rubbed inside with fingers still sticky with semen.

“Nngh, nn…”

His hips jerked. When Dohun scraped the inner walls with his finger, the waist jumped again.

“Ghk!”

“It’s still wet inside.”

“A-ah, it hurts…”

“It’ll be fine, right?”

Dohun murmured to himself. Jaeseong wasn’t making sense anyway. Besides, there was still slick on his cock, and inside was slick too. Why wouldn’t it be fine?

Dohun pushed his still-soft cock into Jaeseong’s opening.

“Nnngh!”

Jaeseong lifted his head stiffly, taking him like it was the first time. The inner walls clenched nonstop, making Dohun lose his senses. His vision flickered.

It was only one thin layer of plastic removed, but it was completely different from before. The sensation was incomparable, scraping, kneading, stimulating him endlessly.

“Ah, ngh, it’s too…”

“Haa, nngh, hhhh…”

Whimpering sounds spilled out continuously. Good thing he was on his knees, his strength kept giving out from the pleasure Jaeseong was giving him. His trembling legs half-collapsed as he moved.

“Hah, hhh, nn, nn…”

Every time he touched the body beneath his hands, the inside squeezed tight again, making him exhale shakily as he stroked the inner thigh.

He had always thought Jaeseong’s body was disgusting, but it felt good to touch. He should’ve appreciated it more.

Above him, the shift of his body revealed clean skin. He sucked the skin into his mouth like he was swallowing it. He nibbled lightly under his teeth as he stroked his stomach.

He stayed curled up as tightly as he could, only trembling. But wasn’t this a waste? Since Jaeseong was already letting him do this, not seeing his face was missing a precious opportunity. He wanted to see that slim face.

Without even pulling his cock out, he flipped Jaeseong over. The obediently turned body tightened and rippled around him. His unfocused eyes were half-lidded.

Dohun ran his palm across his face. The sharp lines of his features pressed beneath his hand. His unhidden lips moved and brushed against his palm.

“I’m watching.”

It came out mixed with panting, so Dohun couldn’t catch all of it, but Jaeseong’s mouth kept moving.

He seemed to be saying something, but right now, Jaeseong was just blurting whatever he wanted, so it didn’t matter.

“That child is watching.”

All he had to do was enjoy Jaeseong’s body like this.

“Grandma, this is my body.”

Just as he had always wanted.

“My… mine… my body.”

“Yeah, good, Jaeseong. Tighten around me more.”

He felt his cock swelling again inside. Jaeseong’s body jerked upward. His eyes, used to the darkness, traced over him. With his pupils rolled back halfway, Jaeseong gagged on his cries.

“Agh, hah, nnngh!”

The tighter he got, the more it felt like he might snap in half.

“Ah, hhngh, ah…”

Yes, this was the feeling. Dohun gasped for breath.

A muscled forearm stretched as if trying to push him away. The only regret was that in this darkness he couldn’t see Jaeseong’s pale skin. He always complained that no matter how red he got during workouts, he never tanned. But Dohun couldn’t waste even a second turning on the light.

He already kept losing strength from the pleasure alone. As he indulged in it, his vision flashed white and his eyes fluttered shut. When he blinked, he suddenly lost his balance and fell forward onto Jaeseong’s body.

“Aaagh!”

His face landed against his chest. He didn’t mean to. The protruding shape looked good enough to bite. And so Dohun acted on impulse and bit down.

“Aah, nn, that’s mine…”

The voice came out strangely wrong.

Something scraped along his stomach. On top of Jaeseong, Dohun moved back and forth, sucking on his chest. It had felt firm before, but relaxed, it was soft.

“Mmfh, I should’ve… nngh… touched them sooner.”

He murmured regretfully. Jaeseong never cared when his chest was touched. He should’ve asked him to relax sooner. Would he have allowed this back then?

Well, since he couldn’t back then, he would just have to touch and suck plenty now.

He pulled back his hips, thrust in again, and sucked on the nipple. With one hand he kneaded the other chest, leaving nothing untouched.

He indulged in the soft, thick body to his heart’s content. Jaeseong’s hand groped along Dohun’s back.

“You… you promised… not to act like it’s your first time… in front of me…”

“Hhh, ah…”

A dazed voice spilled out. Jaeseong blinked his unfocused eyes. Saliva he couldn’t swallow dripped onto his own chest. Right, this wasn’t the real Jaeseong.