EAR Ch 39

People can’t achieve enlightenment overnight. Oh Seungpyo’s passion hadn’t disappeared; he was merely suppressing it for a reason, and Jaemin wanted to tell him there was no need.

“You never listen,” Jaemin muttered, pressing his lips to Seungpyo’s neck and nibbling at his skin like a goldfish. A few seconds later, Seungpyo whispered a complaint. He grumbled as he pulled Jaemin closer.

“Why do you always do the opposite of what I say? You won’t tell me what I’m curious about, and when I say let’s wait until you’re better, you cling to me and tempt me.”

At a loss for words, Jaemin just rubbed his lips together sheepishly, gauging Seungpyo’s reaction. So, didn’t you like me anyway? he wondered inwardly, but didn’t voice the question.

Seungpyo laid Jaemin down and propped himself up. As Seungpyo pulled off his shirt, Jaemin hurriedly undressed as well. The heat trapped beneath his clothes dissipated, and he sighed contentedly.

Seungpyo leaned down carefully. His soft lips slowly trailed across Jaemin’s collarbone. Jaemin’s heated skin tingled at the sudden exposure to the air, and the touch of Seungpyo’s lips sent shivers down his spine, making his hairs stand on end.

“Ha, uh.”

Seungpyo smiled as Jaemin’s shoulders twitched and trembled. The playful expression that had been absent from his face while he pretended to be a monk returned. Jaemin smiled back, and Seungpyo nipped at his nipple.

“Ow.”

“Why are you suddenly smiling? As if you don’t know you look pretty when you smile…”

It was strange. Usually, Jaemin wouldn’t act this contrary, but today, as Seungpyo had complained, he seemed determined to do the opposite of what he was told. Jaemin’s smile widened at Seungpyo’s teasing, and he covered his mouth with his hand. But he couldn’t completely suppress his giggles.

“Go ahead, keep laughing. Let’s see how long you can keep it up.”

Seungpyo playfully threatened Jaemin and nibbled on his earlobe. He tugged on Jaemin’s ear, making it even more ticklish. As Jaemin let out a moan mixed with laughter, Seungpyo licked his entire ear. Jaemin’s laughter finally subsided when Seungpyo’s tongue slipped into his ear canal.

“Hng, ahhh…”

Seungpyo’s fingertips traced Jaemin’s erect nipple. Meanwhile, his mouth moved from Jaemin’s ear to his neck, his collarbone, and finally to his slightly swollen nipple, sucking on it with his lips and tongue. Jaemin’s areola, flushed red, became wet with saliva.

“Haah, haa…!”

“Why did you stop laughing? Keep laughing.”

Seungpyo smirked. As his nipple was sucked and nipped between Seungpyo’s lips and teeth, Jaemin became fully erect. Seungpyo chuckled as he grasped Jaemin’s stiff cock, its tip glistening with precum.

“Your cock is like a flower.”

“…Are you crazy…?”

“The color is pretty, and the head looks like a flower bud. Will it bloom if I keep touching it like this?”

“Uh, ah… haa, aaah!”

Jaemin was lost in the ambiguous whispers, the feeling of Seungpyo’s hand stroking his sensitive cock, and the kisses scattered across his body like raindrops.

He moaned softly, his voice occasionally breaking into a louder cry when Seungpyo nipped or squeezed his glans. Each time, Jaemin covered his mouth with his hand. As he moaned and received Seungpyo’s devoted kisses on his sensitive skin, he would lose himself in the pleasure, his hand slipping from his mouth, and then cry out again as a wave of intense pleasure washed over him, only to cover his mouth once more.

Apart from the thin sheen of sweat on his body, there was no other moisture in the room. But as Oh Seungpyo’s touch and lips awakened each of his pleasure nerves, Jaemin felt himself becoming drenched.

“Me too…”

I want to kiss you too. I want to kiss your body and drench you with me.

He wanted to say those words, but Seungpyo nipped at the tender skin of his inner thigh, and Jaemin’s words dissolved into a moan. He bit his lip, his face flushing, to stifle the sounds escaping him.

Seungpyo finally lifted his head after leaving a trail of red marks on Jaemin’s groin. He slowly stroked Jaemin’s increasingly hard cock, then licked the shaft and said,

“Can I make a kiss mark here too?”

“…I don’t think so.”

Undeterred by Jaemin’s weak reply, Seungpyo kissed his cock with a loud smack. This was the second time Jaemin was receiving oral sex. His erect cock was long and hard, but the skin covering the shaft was thinner and more delicate than the rest of his body.

Feeling slightly nervous, Jaemin lifted his upper body slightly and looked down at Seungpyo, whose face was buried in his groin. Seungpyo licked Jaemin’s cock from the base to the tip several times, then pressed his lips against the delicate skin just below the glans and sucked.

Contrary to his nervousness, it felt ticklish. Jaemin chuckled softly, but as Seungpyo continued to lick and nibble at his cock, he could only let out short, gasping breaths.

Seungpyo lifted his head after sucking on Jaemin’s cock for a while. He frowned as he tried to see if he had left a kiss mark.

“I can’t see because it’s dark.”

Seungpyo reached for his phone and turned on the flashlight. The sudden bright light illuminated Jaemin’s groin. As his cock was clearly revealed under the spotlight-like beam, Jaemin craned his neck, curious about the result.

“Is there one?”

“No, your cock is already red, so I can’t tell if there’s a kiss mark or not.”

“I told you it wouldn’t work.”

Seeming to agree, Seungpyo tossed his phone aside and then engulfed Jaemin’s entire cock in his mouth. Abandoning his playful attempt to make a kiss mark, he sucked on Jaemin’s cock as if trying to melt it away.

“Mmm, uh, hng.”

Waves of pleasure spread through Jaemin’s already aroused body, radiating outwards from where Oh Seungpyo’s lips touched him.

Overwhelmed by the pleasure washing over him, Jaemin could only pant. The blanket beneath him crumpled as he twitched. The feeling of the hard floor against his back, instead of a mattress, was slightly unfamiliar.

Soon, he felt himself nearing orgasm, and he instinctively grabbed Seungpyo’s hair and pushed him away.

“Stop, haa, stop.”

Why? Seungpyo asked, his voice muffled as his mouth was still on Jaemin’s cock.

“I’m going to cum…”

“Cum.”

Seungpyo seemed unconcerned, but Jaemin shook his head.

“I don’t want to now… I want to cum while we’re doing it.”

“You can cum twice.”

Jaemin just shook his head without replying. Oh Seungpyo claimed that he could last longer if he came first, but it was the opposite for Jaemin. Repeated orgasms made him increasingly sensitive, leaving him completely drained. Sex felt good, but he was still a little embarrassed about becoming a mess.

“Actually…”

Seungpyo stopped what he was doing and spoke with an embarrassed expression.

“I left them behind this morning.”

“Left what?”

“Condoms and lube… I had them packed, but I was in a hurry this morning. Ah, I thought only Oh Seungyeon would make such a stupid mistake. I was going to buy some at a pharmacy, but we were busy coming to my grandmother’s house.”

Jaemin was also at a loss for words at the unexpected explanation. Although they hadn’t had sex many times, Oh Seungpyo had always prepared the necessary supplies, like condoms and lube, so Jaemin had somehow stopped thinking about it altogether.

“So, I’ll just use my mouth tonight. Since you really want to do it.”

“You weren’t going to do it because you didn’t have condoms?”

“Not just because of the condoms. You’re hurt, and you’re not ready. It’s like a sign not to do it.”

Seungpyo seemed to want to brush it off, but Jaemin, after considering the situation, couldn’t quite accept it.

He hadn’t thought about it much because he had always left the preparations to Oh Seungpyo, but was the lack of supplies really that big of a deal?

“Can’t we do it without?”

“What?”

Seungpyo’s eyes widened. Jaemin looked at him as if asking if he was wrong.

“We’re both guys, so we don’t have to worry about pregnancy. I think it’s okay to do it once without a condom.”

Seungpyo looked bewildered at Jaemin’s nonchalant explanation, as if he had just heard something unexpected. He then let out an “ah” and nodded arrogantly.

“Since I’m the only one studying, I guess you don’t know much. Condoms don’t just prevent pregnancy. They also prevent injuries.”

“We can just be gentle so we don’t get hurt.”

Seungpyo fell silent again at Jaemin’s airtight logic. Jaemin seized the opportunity and reached for Seungpyo’s groin.

“You want to do it too. You’re completely hard.”

“Of course I want to. Like hell…”

Seungpyo’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Jaemin lowered his head and pressed his lips against the protruding Adam’s apple, as he had done when he first nibbled on his neck.

He gently nipped at Seungpyo’s neck, feeling the heat emanating from his body and the pleasant scent of his skin.

Jaemin trailed his face down, leaving kiss marks on Seungpyo’s prominent collarbone and firm chest. He listened to Seungpyo’s increasingly ragged breathing above him, feeling the heat growing between his legs, and unconsciously recalling the feeling of fullness in his lower abdomen, even though Seungpyo hadn’t inserted a single finger yet.

“Haa…”

Seungpyo let out a sigh of surrender. After kissing and licking Seungpyo’s upper body, mimicking what Seungpyo had done to him, Jaemin moved down his body and pressed his lips against his groin. As he brought his face closer, Seungpyo’s thick, erect cock nudged his cheek.

Oh Seungpyo had taken Jaemin’s cock in his mouth twice already, but this was Jaemin’s first time. He had always thought his own cock wasn’t small, but now, faced with Seungpyo’s significantly larger one, he wondered if he could even fit it all in his mouth.

Seungpyo must have had similar concerns. He stroked Jaemin’s hair.

“Don’t.”

“I want to try.”

“Next time. When you’re not hurt.”

“I keep telling you it doesn’t hurt. Really. And my leg has nothing to do with sucking your cock.”

Jaemin was getting stubborn. Without giving Seungpyo a chance to reply, he opened his mouth wide and took Seungpyo’s glans in his mouth.

“Ugh.”

Seungpyo moaned in slight surprise as his cock entered Jaemin’s mouth. Jaemin felt a gag reflex as his mouth filled, but he forced himself to push Seungpyo’s cock deeper, his throat and chest twitching.

But his clumsy attempt at a blowjob quickly reached its limit. When the glans hit the back of his throat, he gave up on trying to take it all in and started bobbing his head, stroking Seungpyo’s cock inside his mouth. The feeling of the thick shaft sliding against the walls of his throat, almost reaching his tonsils, was both painful and arousing, bringing tears to his eyes.

“Hey, ah, haah.”

Seungpyo’s breathing quickly turned into hot moans. His hands gently cupped Jaemin’s temples. Jaemin wasn’t sure if it was a sign that he wanted him to go faster or to stop.

It didn’t matter either way. The novelty of the act and Oh Seungpyo’s aroused reaction were enough to make Jaemin completely giddy. A drop of precum leaked from the tip of his untouched cock.

“Stop.”

Seungpyo, who had been cupping his temples, now gently squeezed them, stopping Jaemin. Jaemin didn’t argue and pulled away from Seungpyo’s cock, obediently lifting his head.

“Lie down on your stomach.”

Despite the commanding tone, Jaemin didn’t complain and quickly lay flat on the blanket. Seungpyo sighed behind him and then placed his hands on Jaemin’s outstretched calves. Jaemin shivered at the touch and clutched the blanket.

A kiss followed the touch of Seungpyo’s hands. He was slowly kissing Jaemin’s bruised and mottled calf. Jaemin just blinked, silently receiving the kisses, holding his breath for some reason.

As when he had applied the ointment, Seungpyo’s lips carefully caressed Jaemin’s leg, starting from his ankle, moving up his bruised calf, over the back of his knee, and finally reaching his smooth thigh. Only then did Jaemin moan softly and exhale.

“Stop now…”

When Seungpyo’s lips, having trailed up to his thigh, reached the ankle of his other leg, Jaemin instinctively turned around and tried to stop him. But Seungpyo didn’t reply and started kissing his leg again from the beginning. Jaemin’s waist twitched.

“Hng…”

Seungpyo’s lips trailed softly up his calf. The sweet and gentle touch reminded him of the confrontation with his father a week ago.

By the time he was dragged into the study, the matter of Jaemin’s enrollment in the boarding academy was no longer relevant. His father was furious, his eyes bloodshot, yelling that after all the effort he put into raising Jaemin, how dare he compare him to another parent.

Honestly, Jaemin thought he had been wrong. Even if he was angry, how could he say such harsh words to his father? Anyone would have criticized him for it. As his mother had muttered beside them, it had been an impulsive outburst, but even he couldn’t deny that he had meant to hurt his father.

But his father had hurt him too, so why was he the only one… When he closed his mouth in frustration, his father said he would forgive him if he knelt and apologized. Jaemin refused, remaining silent. As their standoff continued, his father finally ordered him to stand on the antique table in the corner of the study, and Jaemin chose to comply without hesitation. It was much easier than arguing.

Even so, when his father took out the polished wooden whip from the desk drawer, Jaemin couldn’t bear to look at it. The sight of the impending punishment made his knees weak, and he clenched his jaw, afraid he might lose control and kneel.

The whip whistled through the air, and Jaemin clenched his teeth as a sharp pain shot through his leg, feeling like it would tear off. He didn’t cry, nor did he scream.

He kept his mouth shut, closed his eyes, and stubbornly focused on the time he had spent with Oh Seungpyo in the study. The day they had played their lewd games on the very table where his father had made him stand to assert his authority, giggling and leaving fluids everywhere.

Even as he was being whipped, the memory brought a sense of perverse satisfaction. As his leg trembled from the pain, he struggled to resist the urge to tell his father what he had done on that table. If he did, the punishment wouldn’t end with just bruises on his legs.

“Mmm, ow, haa, ah…”

Oh Seungpyo’s lips covered each mark left by the whip. The sensation of the past anger, sadness, and lingering pain being slowly soothed and overwritten was different from mere physical pleasure.

A tremor started in his chest and spread throughout his body. It was clearly his emotion, his physical sensation, but he couldn’t tell if it was sadness, joy, relief, or anxiety, and his mind was in turmoil.

Jaemin writhed slightly, letting out moans that sounded almost like sobs, and finally managed to compose himself when Seungpyo’s lips reached his thigh.

As Jaemin caught his breath, trying to process the nameless emotion, Seungpyo’s chest pressed against his back. He wrapped one arm around Jaemin from behind and brought his lips close to his ear.

“I don’t know who did this to you, or why, but I’ll never let it happen again.”

“….”

“I kissed you so I wouldn’t forget. The only marks on your body should be the ones I make.”

It was a bold declaration, a promise made without even knowing who the culprit was. What do you even know? The old Jaemin might have scoffed at such a statement.

But now, before he could even consider the validity of Seungpyo’s whisper, Jaemin clutched at Seungpyo’s arm around him. Unable to articulate what he was feeling, he could only respond with this gesture.

Seungpyo’s lips moved to the nape of his neck. Ignoring Jaemin’s cry at the sudden resumption of the kisses, Seungpyo trailed his lips down his spine.

“Haa, ah.”

Jaemin’s waist bucked, and Seungpyo’s lips reached the small hollow of his tailbone and his buttocks. Jaemin’s body stiffened.

“W-what was that…?”

Unless he was mistaken, he felt a large hand spreading his buttocks. What was he trying to do when he couldn’t even see in the dark?

Jaemin, who had been lying on his stomach, turned his head. The unfamiliar feeling of his hidden hole being exposed to the air felt strange. Seungpyo replied,

“I told you I didn’t bring any lube.”

“Uh…”

“So I have to use something else to lubricate it.”

Before Jaemin could understand what he meant, he felt something wet against his exposed hole.

“Ah, hng, uh…? Ugh, ha… ah, aah, ah!”

Moans escaped him before he could comprehend the sudden onslaught of pleasure. A moment later, Jaemin realized what Seungpyo was doing. That the wet flesh against his hole was Seungpyo’s tongue, that he had buried his handsome face between Jaemin’s buttocks and was licking his closed hole with the same devotion he showed when kissing his lips.

Jaemin, who had shamelessly shown his naked body and erect cock to strangers, had never felt particularly embarrassed about exposing himself. But this unfamiliar act of having his asshole licked filled him with bewilderment. Overwhelmed by the pleasure shooting through him, he could only moan.

He was somewhat used to foreplay with fingers and the feeling of being stretched open and filled, but this was something new. This wasn’t mentioned in the sex guide or the snippets of erotic literature he and Seungpyo had looked at together.

“W-wait, Oh Seungpyo, st-stop…”

Even as Jaemin weakly squirmed and called out his name, Seungpyo continued undeterred, firmly gripping Jaemin’s hips to prevent him from moving and disrupting his ministrations.

As Seungpyo’s tongue probed his perineum and slowly licked his puckered hole, Jaemin’s vision went dark, regardless of the already dim lighting in the room. He wriggled his waist and called out to Seungpyo, trying his best to gather his wits.

“Oh Seungpyo, this is, haa, this isn’t… isn’t right, haa!”

“What do you mean it isn’t right?”

Seungpyo finally pulled away and spoke casually, then probed Jaemin’s hole with his finger. A jolt of pleasure shot through Jaemin’s spine as Seungpyo’s finger touched the entrance he had been diligently licking, reaching the back of his neck in an instant.

“Uh, hng, uh…!”

“It’s much looser now that I’ve licked it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Seungpyo buried his face between Jaemin’s buttocks again. The bridge of his nose nudged against Jaemin’s tailbone. As Seungpyo’s warm breath, which had been wandering all over Jaemin’s body tonight, reached this unbelievably intimate place, Jaemin gave up on trying to stop him and buried his face in the pillow he had been clutching. Mmm, mmm, he tried to muffle his uncontrolled moans against the soft pillow.

Oh Seungpyo, who loved kissing, was also good at licking assholes. At first, he just lapped at it sloppily, but he gradually became more adept, probing the hole and sucking on it with his lips.

As Jaemin’s hole opened slightly from the suction, Seungpyo pushed his tongue inside and circled it around. Overwhelmed by a feeling of feverish dizziness, Jaemin bucked his hips. His eyes closed involuntarily, and his body trembled.

“Mmm! Hng! Ha, haa.”

“Haa…”

Jaemin’s ass, lifted by the insistent licking, rose high, as if they were having sex in doggy style. His legs, which had been straight with his knees supporting the weight of his lower body, buckled. Seungpyo, whose nose was buried in Jaemin’s ass, took a deep breath and grabbed Jaemin’s ankles, gently pulling them back so he was lying flat again.

This time, a long finger touched the hole between his straightened buttocks. As Jaemin trembled, Seungpyo brought his lips close to his ear and whispered.

“It hurts your leg if you’re like that. Just lie down comfortably. Okay?”

“M-mm…”

“I’m going to insert my finger now.”

“Uh, hng, haa…!”

As usual, Seungpyo acted simultaneously with his words. By the time he finished saying “now,” his long fingers pushed into the wet entrance, spreading it open. First his middle finger, then his ring finger, two in total.

The soft, yielding entrance easily swallowed his fingers, making a slight squelching sound as they moved inside.

Jaemin felt heat rising to the top of his head. Although this was his first time being kissed back there, he should be used to receiving fingers by now, but the pleasure was much more intense than usual, so much so that he could almost visualize the shape of the fingers moving inside him.

As he lowered his head and moaned softly, Seungpyo, who was now lying on top of him, whispered again,

“Make some noise. It’s okay.”

“…Ah, I can’t… Ahh, they’ll hear us outside…”

“When we get our own place, I’ll make sure it’s soundproof.”

Seungpyo’s fingers, which had been gently rubbing against his inner walls, suddenly pressed hard against a specific spot inside. It was a sensitive point that always made Jaemin flinch.

“Ahh!”

“You don’t have to hold back your voice like that.”

“Haa, uh… Mm, uh!”

“We’ll never have to worry about other people when we make love. Really…”

Seungpyo muttered as if frustrated, putting more force into his wrist. His thick, long fingers probed deeper, and Jaemin bit his lip as he felt the knuckles scraping against his inner walls.

Seungpyo carefully, yet boldly, moved his fingers, gauging Jaemin’s state from his increasingly ragged breathing and the moans escaping his lips. He pushed his fingers deep inside, sliding them in and out, stroking the soft mucous membrane, and slightly spreading his fingers to widen the hole.

The pleasure was unbearable as the fingering was added to the already heated entrance from the kisses. Jaemin panted, almost sobbing, and only managed to catch his breath when Seungpyo’s movements slowed down.

But even that respite was short-lived. As soon as Jaemin’s breathing became relatively even, Seungpyo forcefully kneaded the swollen area around his prostate, and when the intense pleasure finally hit, Jaemin couldn’t help but cry out.

“Oh Seungpyo, I’m going to, haa, cum again, ahhh!”

“Do as you please.”

“No, I don’t want to…! I said it doesn’t hurt… Really, ahh, it doesn’t hurt, so you too…!”

As Jaemin thrashed on the blanket, Seungpyo had no choice but to pull out his fingers. He positioned himself behind Jaemin, his legs on either side of Jaemin’s outstretched legs, and aligned his erect cock with Jaemin’s entrance.

He rubbed his engorged cock against the entrance a few times, its surface rough with veins, signaling his imminent entry. The previously open hole tightened in anticipation. Seungpyo nudged his glans against the puckered entrance and announced,

“I’ll go in slowly.”

“Uh, uh…”

As Jaemin replied breathlessly, Seungpyo pressed his hips forward. The entrance, lubricated by Seungpyo’s tongue and fingers, slowly stretched open, accepting the glans.

Jaemin exhaled shakily. It was a little tight without lube, but thanks to Seungpyo’s preparation, it didn’t hurt. Only the pressure of his cock pushing against his insides was uncomfortable.

Ugh, ugh, at the sound of Jaemin’s pained breaths, Seungpyo listened intently and pushed the rest of his thick shaft inside.

“Huh…”

Seungpyo, who had been carefully pushing his way in, stopped when Jaemin gasped, as if he had been punched in the stomach.

Seungpyo slowly pulled his half-inserted cock back out. As his rough shaft scraped against Jaemin’s heated inner walls, his lower body trembled, his groin and thighs twitching. Afraid that Seungpyo might give up due to his lack of reaction, Jaemin hurriedly spoke.

“Hng, n-no, don’t pull out…”

“I’m not pulling out.”

Seungpyo pushed his hips forward again, his cock, which he had pulled out just enough to expose the glans, disappearing back inside.

Seungpyo’s thick cock filled Jaemin’s insides, and he pulled back each time Jaemin gasped, repeating the same in-and-out motion. With each thrust, Jaemin’s hole and insides stretched and tightened around Seungpyo’s cock.

“Haa, hng, mm, uh, hng.”

Jaemin couldn’t close his mouth during the relatively shallow thrusts. Even though the room was dark and he couldn’t see properly, he felt his vision swirling.

As Seungpyo’s cock moved in and out, priming him like a pump, Jaemin’s insides tightened around Seungpyo’s cock, just as they had around his fingers. He could feel the shape of Seungpyo’s cock inside him with vivid clarity.

The weight of Seungpyo’s cock inside him was suffocating, and the feeling of each vein scraping against his inner walls as Seungpyo pulled out was dizzying. The pleasure oozing from where their bodies rubbed together spread endlessly through his body, and he felt like he might lose consciousness if it continued.

“Huh, ah, ah, aaah…”

Seungpyo lowered his head and kissed Jaemin’s moaning lips. Mmm, Seungpyo’s breath was also ragged as he finished the light kiss.

“You’re, ugh, even tighter today…”

“Haa, g-good…”

“Good?”

“Ah… yeah, hng, so… good…”

Jaemin’s reply was as slow as Seungpyo’s thrusts. Seungpyo’s breathing immediately grew ragged. His cock, which had been sliding in and out slowly, suddenly pushed deeper, past the point where it had been stopping.

“Haaa!”

Jaemin’s body trembled violently. It felt like thorns of pleasure were sprouting all over his body. Except instead of pain, it was pure pleasure.

Clear saliva dribbled from his open mouth. Since Seungpyo had pushed deeper inside, the pleasure would last longer. Even in his dazed state, Jaemin pushed his hips back, digging his heels into the blanket as if trying to swallow Seungpyo’s cock even deeper.

“Should I put it all in?” Seungpyo asked from above Jaemin’s head, his voice thick with passion. Jaemin weakly nodded.

“Yeah… all, all the way…”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Seungpyo’s weight on his hips. Jaemin gasped, but this time Seungpyo didn’t stop. With each thrust, Seungpyo’s cock pushed deeper and deeper, until it filled him completely, making his chest ache.

“Uh, uh, hng…”

“I thought… it would hurt without a condom.”

Seungpyo’s chest pressed against Jaemin’s back, which was tingling as if electrified. Jaemin’s already ragged breathing grew even more rapid. Seungpyo muttered, his voice low and strained,

“I can feel every inch of your hole, fuck, it’s driving me crazy…”

Seungpyo wrapped his arms around Jaemin from behind, holding his chest tightly. As if wanting to savor every inch of Jaemin’s insides with his fully inserted cock, he moved his hips back and forth forcefully, his pelvis grinding against Jaemin’s ass. Jaemin cried out,

“Me too… haa, aaah, me, too…!”

“You too? Hng, you too? You’re going crazy too? Haa, can you feel my cock, does it feel good?”

“Haa! Ahh! Yeah, I can feel it, ugh, hng, mm!”

Seungpyo’s hard cock, buried to the root, throbbed inside him as he moved his hips. Every time Seungpyo shifted his hips, the angle of his cock changed slightly, poking and scraping against Jaemin’s inner walls. His sensitive mucous membrane convulsed, as if screaming from the relentless stimulation.

Only then did Seungpyo begin thrusting properly. The sound of their pelvises and asses slapping together echoed in the room. Even in the darkness, the sight of Seungpyo’s cock sliding in and out between his pale buttocks was intense.

Seungpyo’s cock pounded deep inside, hitting Jaemin’s sensitive spot. The raw pleasure of their wet flesh rubbing together made Jaemin’s eyes burn. His breathing grew ragged, and he lifted his head from the blanket.

“Ah, ah, ow, I’m going crazy, ah, n-no.”

His toes curled involuntarily. His shoulders shook, and his whole body trembled. That’s when a sob escaped his lips.

“S-stop, ahh, hhh…!”

“Haa, huh, aaah!”

Tears streamed down Jaemin’s cheeks, and cloudy cum spurted from his cock almost simultaneously. As Jaemin reached his climax, his insides contracting sharply, Seungpyo also came.

There was no time to pull out. Jaemin shuddered violently at the unfamiliar feeling of hot cum being spilled directly into his hole, filling him up.

“Uh, uh, hng, haa…”

“Ah, haa…”

Entangled together, they panted like animals, speechless. But Seungpyo quickly noticed that the body beneath him was still trembling, unable to calm down, and even in the hazy afterglow of his orgasm, he carefully caressed Jaemin’s shoulders, neck, and face.

Seungpyo’s fingertips were wet. He frowned and moved closer to Jaemin’s face, peering at him. Even in the dim light, the tears welling up in Jaemin’s eyes shimmered slightly.

“Hey, were you crying?”

As Jaemin blinked, the tears streamed down his nose. Seungpyo’s eyes widened in surprise, and Jaemin met his gaze.

“I wasn’t crying… Tears just came out.”

“That’s crying.”

“I don’t know. I felt so strange… like I was going crazy, and then the tears came.”

Confusion replaced the surprise in Seungpyo’s eyes.

“So you were crying because you liked it with me? Because it felt good?”

“I think so…”

Jaemin sniffled softly and tried to wipe his tears with his hand, which was sprawled on the blanket. But Seungpyo’s tongue was faster. He grinned, licking the tears from Jaemin’s cheeks and eyes, and finished with a soft kiss.

“Maybe condoms don’t agree with you. You seem to feel it more without one.”

Maybe. Jaemin thought drowsily, just as Seungpyo’s cock began to slip out of him.

“Hng…”

The emptiness after being so full made the afterglow of his orgasm even more vivid. Seungpyo laid Jaemin down on the blanket as he shuddered again from the lingering pleasure. The cum that had been trapped inside leaked out of his twitching hole. Jaemin looked down.

“Hey, the blanket…”

“It’s okay. We can wash it before we leave. It’s covered in your cum anyway.”

Seungpyo’s cock was still hard, as was Jaemin’s. He spread Jaemin’s legs and placed them over his thighs, then pressed his cock against Jaemin’s wet hole and gently rocked his hips.

A whimper escaped Jaemin’s lips just from the friction of Seungpyo’s cock against his entrance, and he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand. Seungpyo gently took Jaemin’s wrist and pulled it towards him, saying,

“Ryu Jaemin, let’s make you cry more today.”

“…Huh?”

“You can cry more.”

After a few more rubs, Seungpyo’s cock slipped inside. Unlike the first time, the wet and slightly loosened hole easily accepted his hard cock. Jaemin’s hips and thighs immediately started trembling.

“Ahhh…!”

The suffocatingly sweet pleasure enveloping Jaemin made Seungpyo dizzy. He took a few deep breaths, then clenched his jaw and started thrusting.

Jaemin’s insides were still convulsing from his recent orgasm, tightly clenching and milking Seungpyo’s cock. Jaemin, his wrist still held by Seungpyo, could only throw his head back and moan, unable to move.

“Ah, still… not, haa… aaah, uh, hng…!”

The gentle insertion quickly deepened. For a while, neither of them spoke, only the squelching sounds of Seungpyo’s cock moving in and out and the sound of their flesh slapping together filled the quiet night.

Their hot, ragged breaths filled the small room, making it even hotter. The old air conditioner couldn’t keep up with the heat emanating from their bodies. The blanket beneath them was crumpled and soaked with sweat and fluids, making it even stickier than their clothes had been.

“Hng, hng, uh!”

As Jaemin’s insides became wetter, Seungpyo’s cock slid in even deeper. Jaemin shuddered repeatedly as the pleasure reached an almost unbearable depth.

“Does it feel good here?” Seungpyo muttered, his thrusts becoming more forceful. There was a spot deep inside that tightened around his glans like a suction cup whenever he pushed deep and twisted his hips slightly.

“Ahh! Ah! Haa, aaah, ah, ah…!”

Jaemin thrashed and bucked his hips every time Seungpyo hit that spot. The pleasure rising from somewhere deep within his lower abdomen spread to his extremities, making him feel like his mind was going blank. As he lost control, tears welled up in his eyes again, wetting his face.

Seungpyo finally let go of his wrist. He leaned down and licked away Jaemin’s fresh tears, then pressed his lips, wet with Jaemin’s tears, against Jaemin’s moaning mouth.

Jaemin trembled like a child exhausted from crying. Seungpyo stroked his cheek.

“I want you, haa, to cry more.”

“Ugh, hng, why…?”

“Because you must have been, the most upset.”

“Uh, hhh…!”

Seungpyo kissed him softly, as if trying to soothe him, but didn’t lessen the pressure of his cock deep inside. As he thrust deeply, Jaemin whimpered again and clung to Seungpyo’s neck.

“If you won’t talk… maybe crying, haa, will make you feel better…”

“I’m okay. Now…”

When Jaemin shook his head, Seungpyo grinned and started thrusting harder.

“And, crying during sex is hot.”

“Ah, ah, hhh…!”

“I want to make you cry more. Ugh, you’re so beautiful. So fucking beautiful.”

“Is that, huh, how you really feel, aah, ah, aaah…!”

Instead of answering, Seungpyo quickened his pace, thinking that if Ryu Jaemin could see how beautifully the moonlight streaming through the translucent glass illuminated his face, he wouldn’t be able to criticize him.

“Oh Seungpyo, it feels so good…”

When Jaemin, writhing beneath him, cried out his name, Seungpyo felt tears welling up in his own eyes.

Ryu Jaemin might have just been saying that because the sex felt good, but it still sounded like a cry directed at him, and his nose tingled. Swallowing Jaemin’s whimpers with his lips, Seungpyo held his first love tightly in his arms.