HARD 6

At that sight, Cha Gyuwon whipped his head around and answered in a voice that trailed off into a mumble.

“…I’ll lend you some. No, I’ll give them to you.”

His cheeks, his nape, everything was the color of grapefruit.

“Going to give them to me and then never see me again?”

“……”

Go Woonha muttered as he unbuttoned his shirt. Cha Gyuwon still kept his head stubbornly turned away, but Go Woonha could clearly see the veins standing out on his nape.

After unbuttoning his shirt completely and unzipping his pants, Go Woonha watched Cha Gyuwon for a moment, then held up his palm and groaned, “Ouch.”

Startled, Cha Gyuwon immediately turned his head, and Go Woonha sat up and grabbed him by the collar. His other hand went straight between Cha Gyuwon’s legs.

Even when it wasn’t erect, its volume, thickness, and length were all magnificent. And with this magnificent thing, he was that bad at sex. He had even come right away the first time. That messed-up balance excited Go Woonha to the tips of his toes. I want to get a few bruises inside me from this.

Cha Gyuwon’s eyes widened, and then his gaze darted around restlessly from between the strands of his gloomy, seaweed-like hair. To Go Woonha’s face, his nape, his chest, and between his wide-open legs…

Under Go Woonha’s hand, Cha Gyuwon’s member began to harden.

As if praising him, he licked his way up Cha Gyuwon’s nape and gently bit the tense sternocleidomastoid muscle. Then he whispered in a low, husky voice.

“Instead of outside, shall we play inside? Where it’s comfortable for you, Mr. Cha Gyuwon. Hmm?”

Cha Gyuwon’s Adam’s apple bobbed, sinking deep before shooting back up.

👟

At the sound of a water droplet falling with a plink, Cha Gyuwon flinched.

“Stay still…”

Go Woonha soothed him gently, stroking Cha Gyuwon’s body. The shhh sound he made was exactly like someone calming a child.

However, the part of Cha Gyuwon’s body that Go Woonha was holding was very, very far from being a child’s. No, no part of Cha Gyuwon’s body was childlike. He was by no means a child.

Leaning back in the bathtub, Go Woonha lowered his body between Cha Gyuwon’s legs. After yanking off his pants, Go Woonha had to swallow a laugh at the penis that popped up with a thwump as if it had been waiting the moment he pulled down the underwear.

It’s so ridiculously big. It was practically a club. Things this big usually lack in rigidity, but this was as hard as a wooden plank. Go Woonha opened his mouth wide and loosened his jaw from side to side. Can I do it? I’m not sure. It felt like the corners of his mouth might tear. Go Woonha gathered his saliva and slowly let it drip onto the tip of Cha Gyuwon’s penis.

As the viscous, thread-like liquid touched the glans, Cha Gyuwon shivered violently.

“Th-that’s enough. I don’t want to do it.”

“Why? After getting it all hard.”

He gently pressed down on the groin of the struggling Cha Gyuwon who was trying to get up. At the tingling sensation, the strength left Cha Gyuwon’s hands. With another creak, he slipped again, and his t-shirt rode up, revealing his abs.

“Wow. I could do laundry on these. Right?”

His job involved meeting a lot of athletes, so he had seen his fair share of men with good bodies, but this was enough to make him gasp in admiration.

“Are you sure you only stay at home?”

Cha Gyuwon covered his face. Now even his fingertips were grapefruit-colored. His exposed stomach was, of course, also tinged with grapefruit.

“Aha, so you just work out at home. That’s it, right?”

Unconcerned by the other’s lack of response, Go Woonha rubbed the penis, now slick with his own saliva, twisting his wrist.

Growing rapidly in his palm, the penis was already becoming too much for his hand to fully encircle.

To think I took something like this in. I’m pretty amazing. We haven’t done it yet, but couldn’t I even do a fist fuck?

Well, he had neither the thought nor the desire to do something that might require a hospital visit. Go Woonha… yes. To be precise, he hated hospitals. Therefore, he wouldn’t do it in the future either, but it was truly a penis the size of someone’s forearm.

It’s not an arm, so it’s fine. It’s mostly round, right?

Go Woonha decided to think of it that way.

“You only work out, and what else do you do?”

“Hngh, stop, ah, get out.”

“Hmm? You think you’re going to come? Already?”

He had meant for him to get out of the way, but Woonha pretended not to know, even though he did.

Instead, he opened his mouth wide, adjusted the angle this way and that, and took Cha Gyuwon’s member into his mouth.

His cheeks bulged, and as he took it in, his throat slowly swelled. It gradually became suffocating and painful. At last, his senses began to awaken. The feeling of being alive, very slowly.

“Ugh…!”

Cha Gyuwon threw his head back and scratched at the bathtub. Go Woonha ecstatically endured that suffocating moment. He suddenly remembered why he had quit swimming. To be precise, Gosan had made him quit. It was the day he went to the pool with his younger brother. After watching him swim, his brother had said this.

‘If you want to die, find another way. Don’t think about dying in the water and bringing bad luck.’

Was that it? But then and now, Go Woonha didn’t particularly want to die. He never had. On the contrary, he liked living, so he did it to have more fun.

When he heard those words from Gosan, Go Woonha had been so short of breath that his ears were ringing. He had to fight just to keep from collapsing when he stood up, yet his face was full of smiles.

“Stop!”

“…Gasp, cough.”

Only when his head was forcibly pulled up did Go Woonha lift his head. He blinked his half-lidded eyes at the strong force tugging his hair. His vision was unfocused, so he had to keep blinking several more times. At the same time, viscous saliva, wetting his lips, trickled down. Seeing Go Woonha’s glazed eyes, flushed cheeks, wet lips, and parted mouth, Cha Gyuwon’s face instantly contorted.

He suddenly snapped his legs shut, like someone who jerks violently in their sleep. As if he’d been caught making a mistake, though no one had said anything.

The tip of Cha Gyuwon’s foot hit the faucet lever. Thanks to that, water began to pour down from above like a waterfall.

“……”

Go Woonha slowly came to his senses. He was still being held by the hair by Cha Gyuwon as he slowly smiled.

“Was it good?”

His hand caressed Cha Gyuwon’s member. He fumbled with it and then glanced down. A few capillaries had burst slightly.

“You came.”

Only then did Cha Gyuwon look down at himself.

The moment Go Woonha had touched him, his level of excitement, which had reached its limit, had finally burst the dam and flowed out.

“…Hngh…”

That was why Cha Gyuwon had contorted his face and flinched.

Go Woonha gently rubbed Cha Gyuwon’s member. He felt a sense of satisfaction that the penis didn’t go soft even after ejaculating.

“Stop touching it…”

His volume was quite different from when he had shouted and grabbed his hair just a moment ago.

He let go of Go Woonha’s hair and tried to cover his lower body with both hands. Of course, it wasn’t something that could be covered up like that.

Normally, a situation where he had to coax and soothe someone step by step like this would have been annoying, but strangely, it wasn’t right now. Go Woonha unbuttoned his shirt one by one until he reached the limit of his patience, then ripped it open and threw it out of the tub.

“You really have to give me clothes.”

His voice was already low and thick with arousal.

“The underwear…”

At that, Go Woonha pulled down his underwear and pants at the same time. They weren’t easy to take off because they were wet.

“It’s fine. I can leave without wearing any.”

“Ah, you’re not going to wear any?”

That was enough conversation. Go Woonha, his body heating with excitement, firmly grabbed Cha Gyuwon’s head, twisted it, and kissed him.

A skilled kiss began. Cha Gyuwon could only gulp, his hands and feet trembling from the expert kiss. Saliva naturally pooled in his mouth, and swallowing wasn’t enough, so it trickled from the corners of his lips. Go Woonha glanced down and looked at Cha Gyuwon’s penis. It was ramrod straight again, throbbing. The veins were swollen as if they would burst, and it looked like it would ejaculate with just a touch.

It doesn’t seem like premature ejaculation. It feels more like he’s inexperienced and clumsy…

Go Woonha pulled away from Cha Gyuwon’s face. He was frustrated that he hadn’t been able to take off all of his pants, but for now, having sex once was more urgent.

Fortunately, this was a bathroom. Go Woonha looked around, saw a bottle of body oil, wet his hands with it, and brought them behind him. As he painfully spread his entrance, a hissing groan escaped.

“Was I your first?”

Go Woonha asked in a cracking voice.

Cha Gyuwon lowered his head to avoid Go Woonha’s gaze, then his eyes went wide. He was clearly surprised to see Go Woonha’s penis, which had two beads embedded in it.

“Why would you put something like this in, you crazy…!”

He exclaimed in horror, clapping a hand over his mouth. He was grimacing as if it looked painful just to see it. Watching him, Go Woonha burst out laughing. It doesn’t hurt as much as it looks. Though that’s by my standards.

“Why? It’s fun. Want to try putting it in?”

Then, Go Woonha grabbed Cha Gyuwon’s still-hard penis and corrected himself.

“No. Putting it in here would probably kill me.”

He raised his knees and began to mount him in earnest. He didn’t like that Cha Gyuwon was only exposed to the extent that his pants were pulled down to his hips. Annoyed by the wet clothes clinging tightly to him, he tapped Cha Gyuwon’s elbow. Cha Gyuwon, who had unconsciously raised his arm slightly, tried to grab his clothes in a panic as they were suddenly stripped off.

“You have a great body, why are you hid…”

Go Woonha, who had been whispering with a gentle smile, fell silent.

“……”

Cha Gyuwon hunched his large body and wrapped his arms around himself.

On his arm was a part of a so-called irezumi tattoo.

He couldn’t see the back, but judging from the concentration and quality of the color, his back was surely already completed.

“You got this inked too, Mr. Cha Gyuwon?”

“What? If I got it inked too…”

Cha Gyuwon mumbled back, hesitating.

Go Woonha let out a sigh. A hot, excitement-filled breath escaped.

“Show me a little later.”

Then, as if he could no longer hold back, he grabbed Cha Gyuwon’s penis and forced his body down onto it.

“Ah… Ugh!”

Go Woonha let out a groan mixed with pain.

His neck arched back, veins standing out.

It was the same for Cha Gyuwon, who suddenly had his penis inside someone else’s body. Below his navel, thread-like veins stood out.

“Agh, it’s, it’s tight.”

Cha Gyuwon gripped the bathtub. It was made of ceramic and couldn’t possibly be broken by human strength, yet it made a creaking sound as if it would shatter.

Seeing those large hands and their strength, Go Woonha immediately pulled them off the tub and brought them to his own body. One on his thigh, the other wrapped around his neck, covering his face.

“Why are your fingers so thick?”

Go Woonha said, sucking on Cha Gyuwon’s fingers. Cha Gyuwon felt like he was going crazy, feeling wet bodies both below and above him. Go Woonha pulled the wet fingers out and had him grope his chest, then leaned forward, pressing their upper bodies together. And then, he began to move.