CI 4.9

His dick was getting so hard that it felt like the front of his pants would burst.

He wanted to knock the man down and fuck him like crazy. He had felt sorry for the man’s crying face, but now he wanted to make him cry even harder. However, he had to hold back for now, or he might ruin everything.

“Would you like me to do more?”

Won Hee-yeon asked gently, making an effort to control himself. The man, who had been staring at him with longing eyes and parted lips, nodded honestly.

How cute. Won Hee-yeon suppressed the fire that was rising within him and lowered the hand that had been caressing his spine to grasp the man’s buttocks tightly. The man’s eyes widened, and just as he was about to stiffen his shoulders again, Won Hee-yeon quickly whispered, “Stick out your tongue, honey.”

The man seemed surprised that Won Hee-yeon had suddenly called him “Honey,” but he stuck out his tongue as instructed. It seemed that he couldn’t help himself, so tempted was he by Won Hee-yeon’s lips right in front of him.

Won Hee-yeon smiled with satisfaction and licked the man’s red, plump tongue in return. The feeling of their tongues rubbing against each other outside their lips was strange, and the man squirmed again. Taking advantage of the man’s movements, Won Hee-yeon more persistently massaged his buttocks. Perhaps flustered by the hand that was slowly moving inward, the man reflexively pulled his body forward.

But that poor man was already trapped. No matter how much he tried to escape forward, all that was there was Won Hee-yeon’s dick, standing stiffly as if about to tear through his training pants. Without realizing what it was, he rubbed his hips against it for a while, and then belatedly pulled his lips away with a start.

“Huh? Oh, this…”

The man stared at Won Hee-yeon’s bulging pants, muttering as if wondering, “Could it be?” Won Hee-yeon, as if he had no shame, responded.

“Yeah. It’s like that. What are you so surprised about? Haven’t you ever seen a hard-on before?”

He was sure that no matter how many dicks that man had seen before, he had never seen one as big as his. Won Hee-yeon was quite proud of his lower body, but on the other hand, he was also worried that the man might cool down or get scared and run away.

“No, I’ve seen, uh, I’ve seen them. But this kind of thing, standing up like this…But, is that really all? That’s…it?”

“What else would be between my legs? Did you think I put padding in here or something?”

“No, wow. How, how…?”

Fortunately, the man showed intense interest in Won Hee-yeon’s heavy groin. His eyes were gleaming, and it seemed that his excitement was not waning but rather growing stronger. Won Hee-yeon grinned and repeated the cheesy line once more.

“How about it? Wanna touch this, too?”

“Huh? Oh, y-yes……?”

Seeing the man’s red face and flustered demeanor, Won Hee-yeon thought, That means he wants to. He took the man’s small hand and placed it on his crotch, making his face even redder.

Won Hee-yeon’s son, who had been waiting for action, stiff and ready, moved proudly as he felt the touch of a stranger. The man was startled but didn’t take his hand away from Won Hee-yeon’s groin. Won Hee-yeon reached out to the man with a lewd smile on his face.

“Okay. Then we have to be fair to each other, right?”

Perhaps because he was drunk, the man was a little slow to realize what Won Hee-yeon meant by “fair.” He belatedly tried to twist his shoulders, but soon the man, whose vital spot had been grabbed by Won Hee-yeon, became docile.

The man’s part was also hard enough for its outline to be clearly felt through his pants. When he caressed it, pressing firmly with the lower part of his palm, he let out a moan that sounded just like crying.

“Ah, hnnnng.”

“Oh my, our baby must feel constricted in those clothes.”

Won Hee-yeon said this arbitrarily while embracing the man’s back and laying him down on the sofa. Dazed by the alcohol and heat, he couldn’t resist as Won Hee-yeon removed his pants and underwear.

No, judging by the way he slightly twisted his hips to help with the undressing, it seemed he had no intention of resisting from the start.

So Won Hee-yeon confidently stripped the man naked. His body, without a single thread on it, gleamed fair and white. The places where blood had rushed due to excitement were tinted pink, looking so cute that he wanted to cover every part with his kisses.

The man’s cock, standing straight toward the ceiling, was equally cute. Not that it was small, but it was clean in color and neat in shape, just perfect to his liking.

I guess beautiful people have beautiful things down there too.

Won Hee-yeon smiled contentedly while looking between the other man’s legs. The man sensed Won Hee-yeon’s mischievous gaze but covered his face with his hands instead of hiding his groin. That gesture seemed to Won Hee-yeon like permission to handle him as he pleased.

Thinking there was no reason to refuse, Won Hee-yeon grasped the man’s genitals and began to move his hand. As he stroked the shaft while circling the glans with his thumb, the area around the man’s clavicle turned even redder.

“Ah, haah, hnnngh…”

The breathless moans were so pleasant to his ears that he wanted to hear them some more. Won Hee-yeon buried his nose in the crook of the man’s neck and took a deep breath. It was amazing how someone who had just been drinking beer to the point of intoxication could smell so good.

After sniffing to his heart’s content, Won Hee-yeon opened his mouth and took in his skin. If the smell was good, the taste couldn’t be bad. He slightly scraped with his front teeth and sucked upward, satisfied to see a red mark stamped on the white skin. Won Hee-yeon moved his lips to the collarbone, to the chest, continuing to bite and suck the skin, leaving behind teethmarks.

All the while, his hand diligently caressed the man’s genitals. Fluid was steadily leaking from the tip of the man’s swollen cock. His breathing was hot, and his moans grew louder.

“Haah, mmm, mmm!”

As the man gasping for breath seemed to approach his climax, he urgently fidgeted his pelvis. Though he understood this gesture meant he didn’t want to come like this, Won Hee-yeon continued to knead the man’s cock regardless.

After rubbing the wet glans with his palm and then gripping and shaking the shaft a couple of times, the man finally reached his limit. His body, which had started to bead with sweat, became frighteningly warm.

“Ah, r-really. Hnn, aaah, ngh…”

Finally, the man ejaculated with a crying sound. Both the veins trembling on the back of his hand covering his face and the sight of his bright pink cock spurting semen were incredibly obscene. The man released thick, strongly-scented semen for quite some time.

Judging by how he startled at Won Hee-yeon’s touch, it seemed he hadn’t properly masturbated, let alone had sex, for a while. The fact that such a prim and ascetic man had so easily reached climax in his hands gave him a strange sense of satisfaction.

Won Hee-yeon looked down at the man with a proud expression on his face, but still with lascivious eyes as if far from being sated. He wanted to lick up all the semen covering the man’s chest and stomach, but fearing he might really cry or run away, he painfully suppressed the impulse.

The man, who had been panting in the afterglow, only regained his senses after a considerable time had passed. Though his breathing had calmed, he seemed even more embarrassed because of it and couldn’t remove the hands covering his face.

“Baby, was it good?”

Though knowing full well how corny it was to ask such a thing, Won Hee-yeon provocatively asked, wanting to make the man disgusted. Sure enough, the man seemed upset and struck Won Hee-yeon’s shoulder with his small fist.

He seemed to have hit with all his might, but his soft, watery fist merely stung Won Hee-yeon only slightly. The blow only caused one of the hands covering his face to fall away, revealing the face that had just reached climax.

Unaware that Won Hee-yeon was inwardly excited seeing his half-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks, the man made a relatively stern expression as he protested to Won Hee-yeon.

“I-I thought you said we’d be fair.”

This worldly-ignorant man was setting his own trap. Won Hee-yeon responded as if it were welcome news, even clapping his hands.

“You’re right. Hmm? If I’ve taken off someone else’s pants, I should be prepared to expose my balls too.”

“B-but what, nnh…!”

As Won Hee-yeon took off his pants and tossed them aside, the man was startled yet kept his eyes wide open. Rather than being purely shocked, his eyes were filled with curiosity, just like before.

His gaze was explicitly directed toward a specific area. Won Hee-yeon’s member, as shameless as its owner, stood tall and proud to meet the man’s gaze. The shaft was thick and elongated like a premium zucchini, and the head, as big as a fist, was already glistening with moisture.

“Why are you staring like that? It’s going to wear out. Do you like it?”

“Like it? Uh, no, it’s fake, right? This looks like it’s fake…”

The man tilted his head to the side and slightly raised his upper body, then reached toward Won Hee-yeon’s legs. As if thinking it might fall off if pulled, he grabbed the base of the shaft and lightly tugged, even shaking it side to side. Naturally, a body part wouldn’t detach, and only Won Hee-yeon was startled. Even though the hand movements were closer to a medical examination than caressing, given the situation, it couldn’t help but feel stimulating.

It felt like being a frog hit by a carelessly thrown stone. The difference was that it wasn’t the frog but the stone-thrower who was about to be devoured.

Completely naked with semen all over, and suddenly reaching out to grab the shaft? Even shaking it without fear? This is just asking to go all the way. Right, isn’t this begging to be thoroughly taken?

Sparks flew from Won Hee-yeon’s excited eyes. The man, belatedly noticing Won Hee-yeon’s fierce expression, tried to remove his hands from the shaft he had been fondling.

“Why stop? You’re doing well. Keep going.”

But Won Hee-yeon quickly grabbed the man’s hand, covering it with his own. Though it was Won Hee-yeon whose shaft was being held, the man looked startled as if his hand was being violated. Regardless, Won Hee-yeon stimulated the shaft with the soft hand and gradually closed the gap between them using his knees.

“No, ah, hmm.”

As Won Hee-yeon positioned himself between the man’s spread legs, his shaft and the overlapped hands on it bumped against the man’s lower region. The man’s thighs trembled at even this slight contact.

Won Hee-yeon placed one hand behind the man’s knee as if supporting his relaxed leg, then pressed it down beside his chest, spreading his legs. This naturally raised his hips, revealing the puckered opening between his slightly parted buttocks. Won Hee-yeon swallowed audibly.

Should I just do it right now?

Won Hee-yeon had dangerous thoughts as he rubbed the entrance with the tip. The sticky sensation of bodily fluids made it even more sensual. The man, who had been quiet for a while as if frozen, asked in a startled voice.

“W-What are you trying to do right now?”

“You know very well, baby.”

Sensing danger from Won Hee-yeon’s suggestive response, the man began flapping his feet.

“No, ah, that, that won’t fit. It can’t. There’s no way.”

“Really? Oh my, why worry needlessly? There’s nothing in this world that can’t be done. If you spread it, it’ll go right in.”

Despite his glib response, Won Hee-yeon tried to maintain his rationality.

No, I can’t. Can’t force someone who’s completely drunk.

Writing the character for “patience” in his mind about fifteen times, he merely rubbed his shaft between the man’s plump buttocks. He planned to back off and quietly finish off himself if the man said no or if he said that it wasn’t possible.

But the more Won Hee-yeon rubbed between the crevices of his legs, the more the man’s tense expression gradually relaxed. He blushed while thinking deeply, then his lips moved as if he had something to say. Then he cautiously asked.

“Um, excuse me.”

“Yes?”

“If we really…spread it…will it go in?”

My goodness, what a bewitching creature. The innocent yet seductive question felt like a blow to the back of Won Hee-yeon’s head. Lights flashed before his eyes and his ears rang.

This is not my fault. From now on, it’s really not my doing.

He had tried to hold back several times, but it was the man who provoked him. With his last patience exhausted, Won Hee-yeon decided to proceed without guilt. If he didn’t do something immediately, his tense lower region felt like it would explode in the next second.

Won Hee-yeon fondled the man’s buttocks, pressing so hard that the knuckles on the back of his hand stood out. He wanted to thrust right in, but that would surely draw blood, so he needed to loosen him up at least a little bit.

Do I have gel? Ah, if only I’d had occasion to use such things lately. Let me see. There must be something similar…

Nothing in the living room could substitute for gel. Won Hee-yeon picked the man up, intending to change locations. Though confused, the other man wrapped his arms around his neck and nestled into him, as he carried his small body toward the bedroom.

After laying the naked man on the wide, soft bed, Won Hee-yeon took a moment to catch his breath to avoid going wild. Searching the drawer beside the bed, fortunately, he found some body lotion.

The moment the man saw him take it out, he began to thrash like an overturned beetle. Despite appearing quite naive, he seemed to understand why Won Hee-yeon was looking for lotion.

But that poor man was already beyond escape. Won Hee-yeon, ignoring his agitation, pulled his ankle firmly, laid him in front of him, and placed a pillow under his lower back.

When he grabbed and spread his thighs, he became even more panicked, but Won Hee-yeon simply subdued his resistance by pressing down on the backs of his knees. When he poured lotion on his buttocks, the white liquid flowed down his fair skin.

“Tsk.”

It was just his hastily swallowing the saliva pooling at the corner of his mouth, but the sound must have scared him, as the man looked terrified. Won Hee-yeon quickly smiled kindly to soothe him.

“Don’t worry, okay? Nothing to be afraid of.”

“Y-You won’t do it? You won’t, right?”

“No. I will.”

Then he thrust his finger straight into the opening, making the man grimace as if stabbed with a knife.

“Ugh…!”

“Try to relax. If you relax, it won’t hurt at all.”

“Ngh, you’re lying. Ugh, ly-lying…nngh.”

Honestly, it was a lie. This was exactly why he disliked perceptive people. Won Hee-yeon inwardly muttered shamelessly while inserting another finger deeper.

“Ahnggh!”

Won Hee-yeon naturally had large hands, and his knuckles were thick and bulging from hard labor. The mass of his two long, thick fingers together was comparable to an average man’s organ.

The tightly stretched opening looked strained. When Won Hee-yeon wiggled his two fingers side by side inside and then crossed them like scissors to spread them wide, the already groaning man let out an agonized cry.

“Ugh, hng! Ah, ah, it hurts, it hurts!”

Though pitiful to see him shaking his head wildly, even that stimulated Won Hee-yeon’s lust. Won Hee-yeon, with reddened eyes like a madman, continued to probe his inner walls.

“Just wait a bit, okay? You said you were curious if it would go in when spread. As a man, you should satisfy your curiosity.”

“Ah, ahng.”

It was shameful to be an adult coaxing a young person with nonsensical words, but what could be done? This was something that man had brought upon himself. From the beginning, the one who deliberately seduced Won Hee-yeon was at fault. Even if Won Hee-yeon were a paragon of virtue, how could he not fall for such a beautiful person’s enticement?

Won Hee-yeon, who had been wiggling his fingers around, poured more lotion into the tightly stretched opening. Taking advantage of the slightly reduced friction, he pushed in another finger, making the man’s lower region tremble.

“Haah, ha, aah…”

Won Hee-yeon swallowed hard and pushed three fingers deep inside, rotating them in a circle, then bending and straightening them. When it became somewhat easier to move, he pulled his hand back slightly, then thrust it back in quickly enough for his palm to slap against his testicles.

“Agh!”

Won Hee-yeon repeatedly thrust his fingers in deeply and pulled them out, like pounding rice cakes. Each time, cloudy gel flowed from the bottom hole, making squelching sounds.

Whether from pain or excitement, the man’s body was warmer than before, with his joints and nipples flushed red. The way he clutched the sheets with his dainty hands, and his profile with lips tightly bitten to endure the pain, all seemed to beckon Won Hee-yeon closer.

Seeing him like this, Won Hee-yeon felt like he was going crazy. His heart pounded as if it would burst, pumping hot blood. It felt like either a nosebleed or ejaculation was imminent.

While a nosebleed might be unavoidable, it would be embarrassing at this age to ejaculate without even making it to the entrance. Honestly, he couldn’t be sure if this narrow opening was sufficiently stretched, but Won Hee-yeon could no longer hold back.

I’m going crazy, really. I can’t take it anymore. I have to put it in right now.

But one troublesome fact came to mind. There were no condoms at home. Unlike gel, there was nothing that could substitute for condoms. And Won Hee-yeon, as a person of common sense, was adamant about not having sex without condoms.

When Won Hee-yeon hesitated momentarily, the gasping man stopped moaning and looked up at him quizzically. Meeting his half-dazed gaze, Won Hee-yeon made a resolution he had never made in his life.

No choice. I’ll do without today, and next time I’ll treat him with the utmost care.

Though the other party had never agreed, and even though today’s sex wasn’t finished yet, Won Hee-yeon was already hastily planning to do this again with the man.

While the man’s eyes were bewildered, not knowing what was about to happen to him, his lower region had loosened enough to swallow three fingers readily. Won Hee-yeon extracted his fingers, intending to insert at this point.

“Haahh…”

As what had been filling him inside slipped out, the man let out a sigh-like moan. Watching his opening slowly close after being widely spread, Won Hee-yeon positioned himself between his legs. Holding his limp knees apart with both hands, he noticed the man’s cock was half-erect, which pleased him.

He seems terrified, but he must have enjoyed it. Won’t he like it even more when I thrust with my cock?

Contrary to Won Hee-yeon’s misconception, having something twice as long and thick as three fingers combined pushed into one’s bottom hole was not easily welcomed. The man, who had been exhaling languid breaths, started again when Won Hee-yeon’s glans began to force its way inside.

“Ah, aah, what is, what is this, nngh, what is it…?”

“What do you think? Hmm?”

Even while clearly seeing the man gasp for breath, Won Hee-yeon calmly muttered and pushed the tip in a bit further. The man’s bottom, which he thought had been completely loosened, tensed up as his whole body began to stiffen with tension.

“Oh, this isn’t working.”

“Aah, this, this seems, not right, hngh, like this.”

The man took Won Hee-yeon’s words, meant as “Don’t tense up,” as a response meaning “Putting this weapon-like thing in my body is not right.”

Won Hee-yeon clearly understood what the man was saying but had no intention of stopping. Eventually, once his body relaxed, everything would be fine—he just needed to help him relax.

“Yes, yes. That’s it.”

With just the tip of his cock inserted, Won Hee-yeon lowered his head and brought his lips to the side of the man’s face. When he licked his earlobe, as cute and neat as his face, the man’s lower abdomen trembled.

Won Hee-yeon sucked on half of the other man’s ear while his hand caressed his chest. He pressed the nipple he had wanted to torment more earlier with his fingertip, then gently rolled it, making the man’s breath come out hot.

“Mmm, haah. Ha, ahk!”

Though his personality seemed prim and defensive, at least his body’s reactions were honest. He would squirm with sticky moans when sensitive spots were attacked, then curl his waist, showing discomfort when the flesh stuffed in his bottom pushed in deeper.

But the boundaries between pleasure, strange pain, and excitement weren’t clear, and soon they all mixed together. After licking and tickling various places and inserting more than half of his cock, the man just trembled at whatever Won Hee-yeon did.

“Baby, can I move now?”

“Haah…what?”

The dazed man seemed barely able to understand Won Hee-yeon’s words, but he moved instinctively. When he pulled his waist back slightly and then thrust forward before the man’s opening could close, his chest jerked up, and a painful moan erupted.

“Ngh…!”

It must have hurt a lot, as tears welled in his eyes. The man made choking sounds and feebly pounded Won Hee-yeon’s chest with his hand. Won Hee-yeon caught that pitiful hand and planted a kiss on it.

“Just bear with it a little more, okay?”

“What? Ah, ahk, ugh, hngg!”

After giving a brief warning-like statement, Won Hee-yeon moved his hips like a madman. The man’s small body was flattened beneath Won Hee-yeon, with only his powerless legs fluttering around his sides.

Won Hee-yeon was beyond joking anymore. With each heave of his body, only the sound of his firm thighs sharply slapping against tender buttocks and the squelching of the man’s gel-soaked bottom being stirred echoed.

Wow, what is this? What on earth is this?

Each time Won Hee-yeon delved into the narrow body, the man’s insides clung as if sucking on his member. With the sticky friction and pressure, Won Hee-yeon’s cock twitched and grew even larger, making the constricting sensation more intense.

It seemed unbelievable that such pleasure existed in the world. His spine stiffened, and the hair on his crown stood on end. Would it be unbelievable to say that at this age, he was newly realizing just how good sex could feel?

Honestly, he had only felt contempt watching men obsessed with fucking, but now he thought that if he had experienced this earlier, he too might have been hopelessly addicted like them.

“Ugh, mmm, haa, ha…ngh?”

The moment Won Hee-yeon gripped the man’s pelvis tightly and slammed their bodies together, his sobbing voice rose in a thin pitch. As if surprised himself, he opened his previously squinted eyes wide.

Hmm, what’s this? Was that the spot just now?

To be honest, he had been thrusting wildly without even watching the other’s reaction due to his extreme excitement. Feeling like a cow that caught a mouse while backing up, Won Hee-yeon raised his hips toward the same spot again.

“Ah, hnng!”

Sure enough, as soon as that spot was touched, the man trembled all over and cried out. It was unintentional, but that spot was stimulated simply because Won Hee-yeon’s member was so large and thick that it pressed against all areas of the inner wall. But Won Hee-yeon, who had become particularly fatalistic today, thought, Just caught it by chance. Is this what they call sexual compatibility?!

Further encouraged, Won Hee-yeon pounded his hips violently as if to tear through the man’s hot body. Each time the sensitive spot was rubbed, the man arched his back as if startled. His breathing became dangerously rapid, and his eyes shook wildly.

“Haa, ah, strange, this is strange. This is strange…”

His confused words were cute. Won Hee-yeon took both his hands one by one and made them wrap around his shoulders. This made him look even more lovely, clinging to his shoulders. Won Hee-yeon firmly supported the trembling man’s back and whispered in his ear.

“Our baby is so innocent. It’s not strange. It’s because it feels good.”

At those words, the man’s cheeks turned bright red, and his lower region trembled. Thinking he might like slightly embarrassing words, Won Hee-yeon added in an even more lascivious voice.

“Look, look here. Your bottom’s twitching like crazy when I said that.”

Saying this, he thrust his cock in with a slam, making the man inhale deeply as if about to scream.

“Aak, hnn, hnn…!”