TBM Vol 2 Part 17

As soon as the front door closed, their lips collided in a heated rush. Sa Seung-yeon flung his hat aside and caged Lee Il-seo between his body and the narrow hallway wall. His tongue slipped eagerly into the space between Lee Il-seo’s parted lips while still trying to catch his breath from their hurried walk down the corridor.

Lee Il-seo, whose fingers had been twitching, mustered courage and wrapped his arms around Sa Seung-yeon’s waist, embracing him. Feeling Sa Seung-yeon’s lips against his smile, Lee Il-seo briefly relaxed.

Sa Seung-yeon tilted his head to deepen the kiss, slipping his hands beneath Lee Il-seo’s hoodie and thin T-shirt. His palms roamed boldly across Lee Il-seo’s chest, squeezing and releasing. He habitually tried to fondle the chest, but finding nothing to grab, Sa Seung-yeon, reminded again that Lee Il-seo was a man, moved his hand to the nipple.

“Ha, ngh.”

When he placed the stiffened protrusion between his fingers and twisted, Lee Il-seo briefly moaned and bent his waist. Sa Seung-yeon persistently tormented the nipple while his other hand explored Lee Il-seo’s stomach. The firm, smooth abdomen also had no fat to grab, but Sa Seung-yeon firmly squeezed and released between the lean stomach and waist, feeling the texture of the soft skin.

Each stroke of Sa Seung-yeon’s hands drew a soft moan from Lee Il-seo’s parted lips.

“Hmm.”

Sa Seung-yeon pulled back, just enough to tilt Lee Il-seo’s head by the hair, exposing his pale neck. The sight of it, so bare, so vulnerable, sent a rush of heat straight down his entire body.

He pressed his mouth to the hollow beneath Lee Il-seo’s ear, licking and sucking insistently along the curve of his neck. Lee Il-seo groaned, his Adam’s apple bobbing with every shaky breath. Though he tried to tightly close his lips to suppress sounds, but Sa Seung-yeon’s breath on his skin made his knees tremble, and he would tightly grip Sa Seung-yeon’s clothes.

But as Sa Seung-yeon continued, Lee Il-seo’s head began to turn away, trying to avoid the tongue. Sa Seung-yeon didn’t stop, his lips chasing the nape even as it moved, until Lee Il-seo finally pressed a hand against his chest and whispered shakily,

“Hmm, ngh. No… Marks.”

At that small voice, Sa Seung-yeon removed his lips from the neck. Lee Il-seo, who had to reveal his body in tomorrow’s bed scene, had to stop Sa Seung-yeon. But at the same time, a cold sneer erupted from above his crown. When Lee Il-seo raised his head to look at Sa Seung-yeon, his expression had grown icy.

“I told you, I don’t intend to be considerate of your situation.”

“…”

“If you don’t like it, say so. It’s not too late even now.”

He wasn’t going to cuddle him during sex anymore. The indulgence had ended. Yet, as the words left his lips, something in his expression faltered—urgency creeping in. Lee Il-seo bowed his head deeply and whispered,

“I’m sorry.”

Sa Seung-yeon pulled Lee Il-seo and pushed him into the room. Lee Il-seo’s slippers came off, and simultaneously, Sa Seung-yeon’s sneakers were haphazardly removed. With their lips still locked, they collapsed onto the mattress in the room.

He wasn’t sure why he became so infuriated by Lee Il-seo’s refusal, but Sa Seung-yeon pinned Lee Il-seo’s face to the side and bit and licked his nape to his heart’s content.

Lee Il-seo covered his mouth and suppressed his moans. Though he trembled, he didn’t turn his neck away. Maybe he was too afraid that Seung-yeon would leave and give himself to someone else.

‘So eager.’

When Sa Seung-yeon’s hands pulled down Lee Il-seo’s pants, Lee Il-seo slightly raised his waist to help remove the clothes. The contours of his erect cockwere clearly visible through the gray underwear, and perhaps due to the color of the underwear, it was evident that the glans area was already deeply wet.

“Why are you already leaking like this?”

When he pressed down on the erect cock, a moan of a completely different dimension from when his neck was being licked burst out. Forgetting that he needed to hold back, Lee Il-seo panted and trembled greatly.

“Hm? What have you done to make your cock so sensitive?”

“Ugh, hnn…”

Lee Il-seo looked away in embarrassment, cheeks flushed. The contrast between his shame and arousal was both amusing and deeply arousing.

“Where’s the gel?”

“Oh, I-, umm.”

 Lee Il-seo opened his eyes and tried to push himself up, but Sa Seung-yeon pressed down hard on his chest, forcing him back onto the mattress. Lee Il-seo blinked, and Sa Seung-yeon pushed him up off the ground.

“Okay, I’ll help you out. Where is it?”

“In the basket over there.”

Lee Il-seo pointed to a basket, which was filled with gels of all kinds. Some heated when applied, some cooled, and some doubled as massages.

“There are so many.”

“I… Bought them recently. Just in case.”

“That’s so thoughtful of you.”

He grabbed one and yanked down his pants, pulling out his erect dick. Using his teeth, Sa Seung-yeon ripped open the gel’s packaging and squeezed it onto his dick, spreading it wide as he masturbated. The clear liquid dripped down Lee Il-seo’s thighs and onto the mattress.

“Take it off.”

At Sa Seung-yeon’s order, Lee Il-seo removed his clothes in turn. Sa Seung-yeon moved his damp hand directly to Lee Il-seo’s perineum. He dabbed the gel into the tight spot that wasn’t yet ready to receive a dick.

The hole is not wet, and not quite pliable either. Part of him wanted to shove it right in, but he’d learned from his last relationship that force ruins the pleasure.. Sa Seung-yeon patiently spread the gel around Lee Il-seo’s hole.

With just a little rubbing, the twitching hole instantly tightened around his slippery, wet finger.

“Ah, ahh….”

As the curved nub passed through the hole, Lee Il-seo closed his eyes and squeezed his stomach. His abs, so lean and defined,  twitched as Sa Seung-yeon’s fingers slipped in and out his tight hole. The hole was still tight even for a single finger, but Sa Seung-yeon’s patience was about to run out, so he slipped two more fingers in rather hastily.

 Lee Il-seo frowned in pain and made a grunting, pained sound. But Sa Seung-yeon moved his hand nonchalantly, and the moans, which were initially just pained grunts, began to be mixed with strange squeals.

When he looked at Lee Il-seo’s face, his eyes were strangely relaxed. Sa Seung-yeon’s fingers moved faster and faster as he watched his face.

The white hand, which had been clutching the blanket and covering his mouth, slowly moved downward and reached for his erect dick. Sa Seung-yeon lightly slapped his hand away, preventing him from touching his dick.

Lee Il-seo opened his closed eyes and looked at Sa Seung-yeon. His droopy, bloodshot eyes widened as if demanding an explanation.

“It’s premature ejaculation, no?.”

The tip was already dripping. One touch, and he’d come too soon. Sa Seung-yeon didn’t want to lose that heat just yet. His splayed hands wandered over his lean belly, and he clutched the blanket.

Sa Seung-yeon widened the hole a few more times, then withdrew his fingers when it became annoying. Lee Il-seo was panting heavily, his face flushed red as if he’d already been penetrated..

“Where’s the condom?”

“Uh…. I don’t have any.”

When he bought the gel, he didn’t buy a condom with it because he’d assumed Sa Seung-yeon would bring it. He sat up suddenly.

“I’ll go get it.”

“Fuck you, Lee Il-seo, hold still.”

Sa Seung-yeon growled low in an Alpha-possessive tone, his face flushed with heat, and finally pushed Lee Il-seo’s shoulders down.

They suddenly locked, and when his gaze fell on Lee Il-seo’s reddened eyes and pouty lips, he frowned and flicked his tongue briefly; his pulse pounded in his ears. His cock twitched, hard and impatient.

“What the hell?”

He stopped him from getting a condom, he wanted to do it right away. But he’d never had sex without a condom before. But the heat of the moment drowned out everything else.

After a moment’s deliberation, Sa Seung-yeon placed his glans right in the hole, and Lee Il-seo pushed himself up on his elbows. His eyes widened in surprise.

“Without it?”

Instead of answering, he pushed his hips, and the glans slid between Lee Il-seo’s folds. Lee Il-seo threw his head back, his thighs bucking.

“Ah, ugh!”

Surprised by the unannounced penetration, he immediately felt a physiological pain as the large thing slid into his hole. Seung-yeon pinned his thigh down, forcing himself in deeper. Lee Il-seo’s voice cracked with pain as the thick shaft filled him..Sa Seung-yeon cursed under his breath at the overly tight, hot sensation.

“Ha…So fucking tight.”

Sa Seung-yeon pushed further into his waist, and eventually the thick shaft was all the way inside  Lee Il-seo. Sa Seung-yeon stared at the ceiling for a moment and let out a long breath. Once the dick was inside him, blood rushed to his head. Sa Seung-yeon lowered his gaze and called out to the trembling  Lee Il-seo.

“ Lee Il-seo. Wake up.”

“Ha, ugh.”

“Are you clean?”

“Yeah, eh?”

 Lee Il-seo mulled over Sa Seung-yeon’s words, then nodded quickly.

“Ah… Yes.”

He didn’t look like he was lying. Sa Seung-yeon nodded anyway. He was barely holding on to his sanity right now. It would be a hassle, but he could always find out later if it was real or not.

Sa Seung-yeon slowly press down on his waist, burying his cock deep. It was still too narrow for him to get in and out quickly, so he decided to widen the inner walls with his dick first.

“Oh, that hurts.”

“It’s the only way, you can relax.”

Closing his eyes tightly, Lee Il-seo twitched his hips as he tried to release the force beneath him. But the inner walls squirmed, stimulating his cock in multiple ways. Sa Seung-yeon frowned and slammed his palm down on his thigh.  Lee Il-seo’s eyes widened, and his legs bucked.

“Ouch!”

“Ha…. Are you going to make it bigger?”

“…No, I don’t think so.”

“Your hole is.”

Snap. One more hit across his bruised thigh, and the inside of his hole flinched, tightening the pole tighter. Skinny fucker. Smirking, Sa Seung-yeon began to thrust his cock in earnest.

“Ah, ugh, euung. Ugh!”

True to his word about being rough, Sa Seung-yeon moved without restraint. As their positions changed countless times, the fluids that had excessively soaked his cock and hole turned white from the rapid friction and began to flow backward. Before long, they flowed down to his groin, making wet sounds each time their skin met. Even though it shouldn’t have been possible, Sa Seung-yeon’s cock dug in so deeply that Lee Il-seo felt like he was going to vomit.

“Ha, ugh! Too deep… It’s too deep, ugh!”

“Shut up.”

Sa Seung-yeon instinctively pulled Lee Il-seo’s body, which was trying to escape, closer. His deep spot was pierced at once, and Lee Il-seo curled his toes and trembled. Sa Seung-yeon became even more excited at the sight of him arching his neck and shaking without even being able to utter a proper moan.

“Hoo….”

As he pressed and struck the back of Lee Il-seo’s thighs together and moved his hips, his cock tightened even more. Sa Seung-yeon pulled his cock out to the tip of his glans, then thrust it all the way in at once. With each insertion, which was loud enough to make a smacking sound, Lee Il-seo’s body folded almost to the point where his knees touched his ears, shaking violently. Sa Seung-yeon, worried that his clear fluid would stain his T-shirt, pulled up the hem and bit it with his mouth.

“Keu…Ugh.”

Without slowing down, Sa Seung-yeon thrust into Lee Il-seo and ejaculated a large amount of semen inside him in that position. While Sa Seung-yeon trembled, stiffening his body,Lee Il-seo groaned and breathed irregularly. As soon as Sa Seung-yeon’s member pulled out, semen flowed down between his buttocks.

“Ha, ugh.”

Lee Il-seo sprawled out to the side, his eyes glazed over. His erect cock had long since died, leaking cloudy fluid due to excessive stimulation and painful insertion. Still, he shuddered at the thought that it was over, but this time Sa Seung-yeon turned him over as he was, grabbed his waist, and pulled up his buttocks.

“Wh-what?.”

“Put strength in your knees.”

His legs were trembling, making it difficult to stand properly, but Lee Il-seo struggled to put strength in his thighs and lay face down. Sa Seung-yeon’s thumb circled over the hole that was exposed so blatantly.

“Lee Il-seo.”

“Yes…?”

“It’s gaping red here and won’t close.”

“R-really?”

Lee Il-seo’s nape flushed a deep red. With a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, Seung-yeon slid his thumb from the creased edge and pressed it into the opening. Lee Il-seo’s round buttocks twitched, a shiver running through him as it trembled in response.

“Eugh, ugh.”

Sa Seung-yeon, who had been touching the hole as if violating it with his fingers, put his glans on it and inserted it without warning. Something much thicker than a finger came in all at once, and Lee Il-seo moved forward on his knees.

“Again, are you doing it again? What if it doesn’t close again ?”

“Unfortunately, that’s your problem.”

Sa Seung-yeon pressed his waist closer and pressed the back of Lee Il-seo’s neck with his palm. Lee Il-seo’s head plunged onto the mattress, and Sa Seung-yeon pressed down on Lee Il-seo’s neck as he sped up his thrusts.