TG Ch 9 Part 7

“Ah, it hurts! Haa, wait…!”

Sijin tried to push Jeong Taeyul away, but he pinned both of Sijin’s wrists above his navel with one hand. Perhaps due to his profession, he instinctively knew how to restrain someone.

Jeong Taeyul stared intently at their point of connection, maintaining his pressure. He slowly moved his c*ck, watching as Sijin’s entrance stretched to accommodate him fully. He kept glancing at Sijin’s face, contorted in pleasure, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“Ah, haa… Haa…”

A wave of sensual pleasure washed over Sijin as he took him in.

Tears welled up in his eyes from the overwhelming size, and he moaned, almost sobbing. He felt a burning heat spreading deep inside him. He could feel exactly how deep the thick head had pushed inside him. Sijin squirmed, his smooth thighs clenching involuntarily.

Finally, he was fully inside. Jeong Taeyul let out a shaky breath as their wet entrances connected fully. He leaned his elbow next to Sijin’s head. As their faces drew closer, he pressed his lips against Sijin’s twitching hair and whispered, “Haa… Baek Sijin…”

“Haa. S-So, d-deep…”

Sijin’s eyes were glazed over as he gasped for breath.

The hard head was pressing against a spot deep inside him that had never been touched before. A burning heat spread through him, making his toes curl. Sijin was so overwhelmed that he was drooling slightly.

“Haa. Hyung. Why are you… so tight…”

Jeong Taeyul, his brow furrowed, pressed against him, grinding their hips together until Sijin’s a$s flattened against the bed. He didn’t loosen his grip on Sijin’s waist or the pressure at their point of connection, holding him as if he would never let go. Trapped in his embrace, Sijin trembled, his slender neck exposed, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure.

“Haa, ha… Too, big… Pull out… a little…”

Sijin, his strength gone, couldn’t move. He instinctively tried to adjust to the intrusion, spreading his thighs and arching his back.

“Haa… Your c*ck is so hot…”

Even that small movement was an intense stimulation for Jeong Taeyul, who was experiencing this for the first time. 

He gritted his teeth and asked, “Are you… clenching because you want me to keep fucking you?”

“Ah, n-no, wait, if you move… Ah! Aah…!”

Jeong Taeyul suddenly thrust into him hard. The force of it made the entire bed shake. Sijin clutched Jeong Taeyul tightly, trembling as he felt his insides churning. It was overwhelming; Jeong Taeyul was thrusting his thick c*ck into him while showering him with deep kisses.

He was way too big.

With the added weight of their size difference, the c*ck pushed deep inside. Sijin’s tightly closed eyes fluttered. A slight fear washed over him as he was touched in a place that had never been reached before.

Sijin desperately clung to his fading consciousness, his tear-filled eyes welling up as he sobbed, “S-Slowly, h-haa, slowly…”

“Slowly?”

“Y-Yes. Haa…”

As if wanting to soothe him, Jeong Taeyul kissed him gently, his hips grinding slowly as Sijin’s entrance tightly gripped his thick c*ck.

The sensual heat spread through Sijin’s body, pooling in his toes and making them curl. As Sijin’s eyes fluttered closed and his breathing evened out, Jeong Taeyul gently kissed his eyelids and face.

“Ah, fuck. Baek Sijin…”

But that was Jeong Taeyul’s limit. He suddenly thrust hard into him.

“Haa! Haa, ah…!”

Sijin’s spread thighs trembled. A searing heat churned within him, sending a wave of dizzying pleasure through him.

“You said you wanted to teach me. Haa. Is it… always this good?”

Jeong Taeyul thrust into him again, his hips moving faster. Sijin’s mind went blank as pleasure shot through him.

“Is it always… this crazy?”

“I don’t, know. My stomach, feels, weird… Ah!”

Sijin gasped, his body pressed into the bedsheets. Every time he felt the thick c*ck twitching inside him, clear prec*m leaked from his own c*ck.

Jeong Taeyul bit down hard on his earlobe. His low, husky voice rumbled against Sijin’s ear, “Do you know how long I’ve waited for you?”

“Haa, haa…”

It felt like he was being ravaged by a beast. Sijin clung to him tightly, trying to endure the overwhelming pleasure.

He felt himself nearing his climax. A heat spread through his c*ck, and he felt like he was about to c*m embarrassingly.

Sijin bit his lip, trying to suppress it.

“Heut, haa…”

Then, Jeong Taeyul kissed him, their tongues tangling as he continued his relentless thrusting. The tension in Sijin’s bitten lip eased. Jeong Taeyul pulled back and said, “Don’t hold back your voice.”

“Mmm, haa… Heut.”

Sijin, weak against pleasure, was flushed all over. His c*ck, leaking prec*m shamelessly, twitched against his flat stomach. His insides, filled with Jeong Taeyul’s c*ck, were a mess. Sijin, his body thrashing uncontrollably, gasped, “Now, hngh, mhm… S-Stop…!”

Before he could finish speaking, Jeong Taeyul pushed his c*ck in as deep as it could go and ground his hips slowly, as if trying to prolong the moment.

But Sijin was at his limit. He couldn’t even hold back his moans, and with his legs spread obscenely, he gasped, “Haa, hnngh! Stop, n-now…”

“Haa, what?”

“Now, haa, hnngh, c-cumming… Cum… Aah…!”

Jeong Taeyul, as if unable to hold back any longer, started pounding into him relentlessly.

As the pace increased, Sijin cried out, his body writhing. It felt like his insides were being torn apart. Trapped beneath him, his body was tossed around like a rag doll with each thrust.

Jeong Taeyul looked down at Sijin’s face, smeared with tears and saliva, and murmured tenderly, “I wanted to take it slow, to make you feel good…”

“S-Stop, J-Jeong Taeyul… Haa, hnngh.”

“Yes, I’ll let you cum. Look at me.”

Despite Sijin’s pleas, Jeong Taeyul kept his gaze fixed on his face, his thrusts unrelenting. He even slipped his hand beneath Sijin’s shoulders, pinning him down.

He stared intently, pressing his fingers against Sijin’s distended lower abdomen, right where the tip of his c*ck was buried deep inside.

“Just… one more time.”

“Haa, hnngh! Too, f-fast. Ah. Aah…!”

“Just one more time.”

Jeong Taeyul gritted out.

Sijin’s body thrashed uncontrollably, not even understanding what he meant. Each time his small a$s was slapped by Jeong Taeyul’s heavy balls, pleasure surged through him. Unable to contain it, tears streamed down his face. It felt like not only his entrance but also his mind was melting.

And he finally understood what Jeong Taeyul had meant.

“Haa. Haa…”

“Hnngh… Ah, ah…!”

Suddenly, Jeong Taeyul thrust into him with all his might, as if trying to bury his balls inside him, filling him completely. At the same time, Sijin felt a languid yet refreshing energy washing over him like a tidal wave.

Could this be… guiding?

It was strange. Overwhelmed by the sensation, Sijin’s head lolled back, his body trembling. Every pore in his body felt sensitive, and he could even feel the light brush of his body hair.

“…Hnngh, sob, haa…”

What Sijin felt most intensely was Jeong Taeyul’s orgasm.

He felt the c*ck buried deep inside him twitching and the heavy balls tightening with each powerful spurt.

Sijin’s body trembled white-hot, unable to even moan. His eyes wide open, he came, alone, beneath Jeong Taeyul.

“Huu…”

Jeong Taeyul, who had watched every moment, kissed him languidly.

Sijin, lying there with his legs spread, weakly returned the kiss, his mind hazy. Jeong Taeyul’s c*ck was still hard inside him, but he had no strength left to cope with anything more.

Soon, Sijin’s eyes fluttered closed, his last image the relentless Jeong Taeyul, refusing to let him go.

***

Sijin woke up to a dull ache in his hips.

It was still the middle of the night. However, the room wasn’t completely dark; Jeong Taeyul must have left the mood light on.

Then, the faint ache in his lower abdomen made Sijin frown slightly. It was proof that the s*x with Jeong Taeyul wasn’t a dream. His hips, in particular, ached, perhaps because Jeong Taeyul hadn’t been able to control his strength.

‘Oh…’

And then, Sijin belatedly realized he was being held by Jeong Taeyul.

Jeong Taeyul was spooning him from behind, his arm serving as Sijin’s pillow. Sijin blinked, unfamiliar with the position.

Jeong Taeyul was holding him tightly, as if unwilling to let go of even a single part of him. One of his legs was even nestled between Sijin’s thighs. Sijin stared at Jeong Taeyul’s hand resting on his chest, then flinched, feeling the familiar, thick bulge against his backside. Had it not been enough…?

Sijin subtly shifted his lower body away and checked his wristwatch.

‘3:30… I slept for five hours.’

He had woken up earlier than after he fainted last time. He still felt a lingering fatigue, but he wasn’t particularly tired. Sijin wondered if Jeong Taeyul had regulated his energy for him. He hadn’t seemed to be in any state to do that, though…

“……”

Just then, Jeong Taeyul, as if sensing something, stirred slightly.

Sijin instinctively closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. He didn’t even know why he did it.

Jeong Taeyul checked Sijin’s face, pulled the blanket up to his chest, and snuggled closer, pressing his lips against Sijin’s hair.

“……!”

Sijin’s heart skipped a beat.

Jeong Taeyul held him tightly from behind. Sijin fidgeted, feeling the familiar thick shaft against his backside and his heart pounding uncontrollably. He was glad he was pretending to be asleep so Jeong Taeyul couldn’t see how flustered he was.

Then he heard a low, languid voice close to his ear.

“…Why are you pretending to be asleep?”

“……”

Sijin’s face crumpled at the question.

He was so embarrassed that he had blushed after a single kiss, even after they had just slept together.

‘I’m the older one here…’

Sijin felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him.

He had intended to teach Jeong Taeyul about s*x since he was older. But he had been completely swept away by the intense kisses and had fainted after s*x… And judging by how refreshed he felt, Jeong Taeyul must have washed him.

Ah, before that, Sijin remembered his pathetic confession. A shameless confession devoid of any professional ethics as an examiner…