MIM 52

His whole body was hot from the effects of the Pheromone. Shin-woo’s stiff cock cast a long shadow over his face. He looked a little thinner than before, which made his features seem even more defined. In the darkness, his eyes gleamed.

“Haa…”

Jae-seung fixed his gaze on those eyes and slowly caressed his glans. The thick pre-cum touched his skin, releasing a scent of excitement. He slowly exhaled his rough breaths and made a ring with his hand around the base of his cock, gripping it tightly. Shin-woo’s eyes moved up and down, following his masturbating hand. He could see the shape of his tongue moving inside his slightly open mouth.

His heart was pounding strangely. It felt as if the excitement he had been forcibly suppressing was violently surging up like a dam bursting. He couldn’t take his eyes off the man who had knelt before him, even for a moment. He resented him, hated him, and maybe even welcomed him. The man who had invited the men who killed his father to the mansion and ruined the party.

Jae-seung grabbed the tip of Shin-woo’s tongue and pulled it out of his mouth. He rubbed his glans against the slick, wet tongue, and the saliva he couldn’t swallow flowed out, making his tongue even wetter. Just like a hole that leaked fluid when excited by friction, his tongue soon became so wet that a stream of saliva dripped from the tip of his tongue to the floor. His insides tightened every time Shin-woo’s brow twitched.

He wanted to mess him up. The aftermath of the Pheromone seemed to be mixed with a desire for revenge, causing a violent impulse.

Jae-seung supported Shin-woo’s chin with one hand and rubbed his large cock against his wet lips. He rubbed the shaft all over his face, touching his cheeks, cheekbones, and eyes. Even the slightest stimulation was so blissful that he couldn’t stop moaning.

“Ugh, haa…”

His nostrils and cheekbones were stained with pre-cum. The man, who had been letting him rub his face while tightly closing his eyes, opened and closed his mouth slightly. When his cock drew a glistening line down his cheek, he tried to stick out his tongue, and when it lingered near his cheekbone, he closed his jaw. The subtle twitching, as if he was desperate to put his thing in his mouth, captivated Jae-seung.

Rubbing it on his face all day wouldn’t make him cum. Jae-seung, his patience exhausted, pushed Shin-woo onto the floor, straddled him, and hastily sat up with his knees bent. He grabbed his hair, pinning it to the floor, and thrust his groin against his face, shaking his hips wildly. His chin and lips were wet with saliva, and because of the Omega Pheromone, he had leaked a puddle of pre-cum, so even rubbing it quickly didn’t hurt too much.

Jae-seung, who had been shaking his hips wildly against Shin-woo’s face, gasped and grabbed the shaft of his cock. The man, whose balls were pressed against his cheek, narrowed his eyes. Jae-seung looked down at his face and began to masturbate.

“Haa… nngh.”

It felt good. The heat that had been pooling in his stomach traveled up to his cock, giving him a tingling sensation of needing to pee. His toes curled as he neared his climax. As if he thought he was about to cum, Shin-woo tilted his head back slightly and opened his mouth. He wasn’t sucking or sticking out his tongue properly, so it was awkward, but nevertheless, the feeling of climax was steadily building.

As soon as he felt like he was about to cum, Jae-seung grabbed Shin-woo’s chin and aimed his cock at his mouth. Then, he quickly shook his arm, giving it a final push.

“Hnngh, ah…!”

A powerful tremor accompanied his climax. A pleasure that felt like all the heat was escaping from his cock struck his entire body. His body trembled with afterglow, and he felt a chill. Jae-seung looked down at Shin-woo, who was covered in semen and sweat.

Because he had been holding his jaw so he couldn’t close his mouth, the spurting semen had pooled inside. It had splattered on his thick eyebrows, eyelids, and cheeks. Only after the ejaculation was completely finished, and he had wiped the last drop on Shin-woo’s lips, did Jae-seung whisper.

“Swallow it.”

Shin-woo’s mouth closed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. Jae-seung sighed deeply and got up. It wasn’t an act done in the throes of heat, so he didn’t feel too bad. As he straightened his clothes and looked down, he saw the man wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His disheveled bangs were parted due to the sweat, and his once neat appearance was now a mess.

It was when he was watching Shin-woo quickly get up and leave. Jae-seung’s eyes widened as he noticed something. He quickly gathered his legs and stood at an angle, but he had clearly seen it.

Shin-woo’s lower region was swollen.

As a Beta, Shin-woo couldn’t smell it, so Jae-seung only knew that he was aroused when he saw it. It was different from the sex they had had so far. If they rubbed their lower bodies together, a physiological reaction could follow, but in this case, he hadn’t even touched him there.

He had gotten hard purely from having a cock rubbed on his face.

“Stay here. Don’t come out until the lights come back on.”

With those words, Shin-woo left the warehouse without even making eye contact. The back of his head, which was pressed down by the act, was still marked as he disappeared through the door.

Jae-seung sat blankly, replaying the scene he had just witnessed. Shin-woo was hard. While watching him masturbate. He wasn’t even affected by the Pheromone, so he was purely turned on by him. What was even more impressive was that he had been embarrassed for a very brief moment, perhaps less than a second. He had clearly seen his eyes, which had been sharp, soften as soon as he was caught being aroused.

As he imagined Shin-woo being aroused, the sex he had had with him sporadically came to mind. Come to think of it, he thought he had seen him hard once before. He seemed to have enjoyed it quite a bit, even though his only goal was money. His lover probably had no idea that he was such a pervert. That kind of relationship couldn’t last long.

Jae-seung hid his smile as he buried his nose in his knees. Just like he had tried to hide his swollen lower body just now, he had also shown a negative reaction to chest caresses. He never moaned much either. Looking back, it seemed like he was reluctant to show that he was enjoying the sex. Until now, he had thought it was because he didn’t like having sex with a man for money, but seeing him get hard just from having his cock rubbed on his face, that couldn’t be the reason.

Maybe he was in a hardcore denial. He didn’t want to admit it no matter what, but in reality…

He might have liked having sex with him.

When he got to this point, he chuckled. Nonsensical fantasies were sprouting one after another without a chance to cut them off, and there was no way to stop them. Jae-seung stretched out his legs and leaned against the wall, thinking about Shin-woo. The afterglow of his ejaculation was long, and he was still dazed.

“Please fuck me.” He imagined Shin-woo saying the Omega’s words in Shin-woo’s voice. He imagined him spreading his legs wide, completely wet, and showing off his hard cock. It was an unrealistic image, but realism wasn’t that important when you were trying to get off. He decided to think that he was giving him this kind of humiliation because he was holding a grudge.

The reason he had briefly regained was quickly eroded. Jae-seung looked down at his crotch, which had become swollen again, and immediately unzipped his pants. His hands, which knew how to stimulate him to reach climax quickly, touched his sensitive spots. As he groped his smooth groin without a single pubic hair, he imagined the sex he could have had on the floor of this dark wine cellar.

“Uhm…”

As Shin-woo’s legs spread wide and his body shook, his excited cock bobbed, hitting his stomach. “Good… Good, Young Master… Feels so good.” Shin-woo, half out of his mind from the rough thrusts, moaned loudly, and his hole squeezed Ye-wook’s penis hotly. If he were to thrust at his inner walls, Shin-woo would tremble and squeeze his thighs together as he came.

When Ye-wook rubbed the nipples that protruded through Shin-woo’s shirt, Shin-woo flinched and arched his back. He frowned as if he hated it, but his whole body was flushed. When Ye-wook slipped his hand inside the shirt and massaged his bare chest, his penis became wet. Grabbing Shin-woo’s waist, Ye-wook pulled him hard between his legs, thrusting again and again. As the speed increased, the color of his brown eyes deepened.

“I think I’m going to come…” After the low voice tickled his ear, Shin-woo threw back his head and ejaculated. Cloudy semen spurted from his erect penis several times, falling onto his chest, lips, and cheeks.

“Kuh…!”

Jae-seung, who had quickly masturbated to orgasm, opened his tightly closed eyes. “Hoo.” As he exhaled, his vision cleared and the fantasy faded.

Without giving himself time to feel ashamed, he jumped up. After cumming twice in a row, his body felt lighter.