TGMND 122

“Mmph…!”

As soon as the door closed behind them, Ji-gu urgently kissed Yeo-woon. The kiss, which had always been cautious and clumsy, was particularly hasty and rough today.

“Shoes, let’s, ah…, take them off…!”

While stumbling over his words, a tongue suddenly pushed between Yeo-woon’s parted lips. Ji-gu tapped Yeo-woon’s tongue with his own as if pleading for a response. It was all the techniques Yeo-woon had taught him. It was hard to imagine that the Ji-gu who had frozen like a statue when a tongue was first pushed into his mouth was the same person as the Ji-gu now. Ji-gu pushed Yeo-woon against the wall and pressed his thigh between Yeo-woon’s spread legs.

Struggling, Yeo-woon managed to kick off his shoes, but Ji-gu, completely ignoring his plea, continued kissing him, pulling him into his feverish urgency. Yeo-woon’s eyes were slightly misty as Ji-gu left a trail of kisses over every inch he could reach—lips, the corners of his mouth, his cheeks, and even down to his neck. Every place his lips touched left a faint, lingering warmth.

“Wait, hold on!”

Yeo-woon exclaimed, barely managing to grab his pants that were suddenly being pulled down.

“What are you doing?”

“You asked me to take it off.”

“…I was talking about my shoes.”

“It’s all coming off anyway.”

Ji-gu, who had been kissing his way down, knelt between Yeo-woon’s legs while keeping him propped against the wall. Just as Yeo-woon was about to push him away, saying there was no need for that, Ji-gu licked up over his underwear while looking up at him. …Crazy bastard. The thought made Yeo-woon’s hand hesitate for a moment.

“Ugh!”

In an instant, Yeo-woon’s pants were pulled down to mid-thigh, and Ji-gu took out Yeo-woon’s d1ck and licked along the shaft. Ji-gu took Yeo-woon’s entire length into his mouth, not knowing what to do. Even the very hesitant motion of his tongue drew a sharp reaction that made Yeo-woon bite his lip tightly.

Ji-gu, who had been watching Yeo-woon’s reactions while looking up at him the whole time, gained courage from the subtle changes in his expression and began to move his head little by little. He stimulated the base with his hand, and when he needed air, he pulled back to lick the tip while breathing. Yeo-woon flinched at the unfamiliar stimulation and squeezed his eyes shut. He couldn’t focus with the sensation of hot, moist liquid enveloping his d1ck. The mixture of Ji-gu’s saliva and the pre-cum leaking from the tip made squelching sounds.

“…Yoon Ji-gu!”

Yeo-woon tolerated it when the hands gripping his thighs subtly moved back to timidly knead his buttocks. However, when those hands tried to penetrate his backside, Yeo-woon hurriedly pushed Ji-gu forward. His slick length slid free from Ji-gu’s glistening lips. Ji-gu tilted his head and looked up at him, then seemed to realize something and rummaged through his pocket to take something out.

“I almost forgot.”

A condom came out of Ji-gu’s pocket. A condom from Ji-gu’s pocket…. Not someone else’s, not his own, but Ji-gu carrying a condom…? …Was this a dream?

“Why is that coming out of there? When… since when have you been carrying that around?”

“…I’ve always had one. In case…we wanted to…do it outside.”

“Are you really some kind of pervert?”

“…”

Yeo-woon’s voice trembled as he asked if Ji-gu was a pervert, sounding genuinely bewildered.

Ji-gu deliberately didn’t answer the pervert comment and casually put the condom on his finger. Yeo-woon was showing a lot of flustered reactions today. And Ji-gu liked those reactions. He really enjoyed seeing Yeo-woon, who always pretended to be composed, lose his ability to think rationally and have his eyes shake because of Ji-gu’s actions.

“Ah… Ji-gu, have you really gone crazy…? Did you eat something wrong…? Nng…! Do you want to go to the hospital?”

…He couldn’t cover Yeo-woon’s mouth. It would be nice if he just didn’t say things that ruined the mood.

Ji-gu sucked on Yeo-woon’s member, changing angles, while simultaneously starting to work on widening Yeo-woon’s backside. Even with lubricant, the tightness was such that even a single finger felt snug. It really was a lot more relaxed last time. Ji-gu realized this anew as he wiggled his finger.

‘Ugh… Hyung is watching me.’

Even though he hadn’t touched himself, he was fully erect to the point where his underwear felt damp. But he couldn’t be true to his desires like last time and risk being labeled a premature ejaculator again. Yoon Ji-gu increased his fingers in Yeo-woon’s back to two while closing his legs.

That’s when it happened.

“Ah, ha, ah!”

Yeo-woon, trapped against the wall and unable to escape, receiving stimulation from both front and back, attempted a counterattack with the only free part of his body. Lee Yeo-woon pressed down firmly on Ji-gu’s d1ck with his foot. Startled, Ji-gu let out the d1ck he had been svcking and closed his legs tighter, but it was no use.

“What are you doing? Keep svcking.”

“Ungh… hyung…”

Yeo-woon was practically stepping on Ji-gu’s clothed dick with his bare foot. Ji-gu was kneeling under him while Yeo-woon looking down at him, and getting his dick stepped on. It was a truly humiliating moment. However, Yoon Ji-gu was able to pull himself together because his excitement was not dying down, and he felt like he could cum right away. This was a battle of pride. For Ji-gu, it was a means to shed his past humiliation, while Yeo-woon had nothing to lose here.

There was a squelching sound from Yeo-woon’s backside. Now, just widening two fingers inside elicited no reaction. Yeo-woon was loosened up enough not to get irritated and pull his hair in pain at this level, but Ji-gu knew very well from past experience that it would still be difficult to take him in at this stage. It was getting harder to continue in this unseen state. He needed to lay Yeo-woon down properly and get a good look at his entrance. To ensure Yeo-woon wouldn’t get hurt when he entered, he had to widen him sufficiently as he had studied on his own. It needed to be loose enough to comfortably take at least four of his fingers…

“…Ungh!”

“Ji-gu, you’re quick today too.”

Yeo-woon mischievously whispered while stroking Ji-gu’s head. Look who’s talking.

“Ha… you’re one to talk, hyung.”

Ji-gu said, showing his thoroughly wet hand. But Yeo-woon wasn’t fazed at all by his words and continued to tease.

“Did you really cum just from being stepped on?”

“…Hyung! Speak nicely!”

The first round was a draw. Ji-gu bit his lip hard. He felt disappointed in himself for cumming just from Yeo-woon pressing with his foot. He also didn’t like how Yeo-woon was pretending to be composed while his hand was covered in his own semen. In fact, Yeo-woon had climaxed about 2 seconds faster than him. Today, Ji-gu was determined to witness Yeo-woon’s defeat for sure.

***

“Ah, shit…”

Yeo-woon moaned softly, gripping the white sheets tight. Every time this happened, Ji-gu felt his heart sink, but after Yeo-woon reassured him it was okay about three times when he tried to withdraw his hand in surprise, Ji-gu realized that Yeo-woon could tolerate this much.

But something felt off. In theory, he was supposed to stimulate somewhere inside, but he couldn’t find the spot where Yeo-woon felt pleasure. All the while Ji-gu was pressing against the inner walls trying to find that spot, Yeo-woon, who had been lying face down and just twitching, turned his head and said:

“Don’t do that. It just feels weird.”

“Ah, okay…”

Ji-gu wondered if perhaps Yeo-woon was born unable to feel pleasure from behind. As per Yeo-woon’s request, Ji-gu now focused on loosening him rather than searching for that spot. With all the gel he had applied, the h0le and its surroundings were completely slick. Every time Ji-gu withdrew his fingers, he felt like the flesh was clinging to them, making him dizzy.

“Ah, it hurts…”

Yeo-woon whimpered, his thighs quivered. Was this really necessary if it hurt him this much? Ji-gu was already feel good just touching him. Ji-gu was losing confidence. Yeo-woon’s back was too tight, and his own size was problematically large. Should he consider… p3nis reduction surgery? Yoon Ji-gu was seriously considering such thoughts when…

Yeo-woon, who had been saying it hurt with an expressionless face, raised his body. He brushed back his sweat-soaked hair and lightly kissed Ji-gu’s dejected lips.

“That’s enough, just put it in. The sun will be up at this rate.”

“…Doesn’t it hurt?”

“It hurts, but I can bear it.”

Ji-gu didn’t like that. He didn’t want s3x that had to be endured, but something they both enjoyed. Perhaps reading his thoughts to some extent, Yeo-woon, who had been staring at his face, opened a new condom and put it on Ji-gu himself. Then he wrapped his arms around Ji-gu’s neck, pulling him down as he lay on the bed. Naturally following him, Ji-gu’s d1ck pressed against the space between Yeo-woon’s spread legs.

“…”

“…”

Humans are inherently selfish creatures. Earlier, Ji-gu had thought it would be fine not to put it in, but now that the moment had come, he felt like he’d die if he didn’t.

“It’s okay.”

Yeo-woon murmured, patting him lightly. It sounded less like a reassurance to Ji-gu and more like he was trying to convince himself he’d be alright. Ji-gu held Yeo-woon’s gaze for a long moment before aligning himself carefully at Yeo-woon’s entrance, feeling the tension of that tight ring giving way slightly to his touch.

“Nngh…”

Yeo-woon’s brow creased with discomfort, indicating he still seemed to be in pain. Ji-gu thought he had never concentrated this hard in his life as he pushed his d1ck in firmly. The tightly clenching h0le put pressure on his di1ck so firmly it was also painful.

Once the thickest part, was fully inside, Yeo-woon’s forehead was covered in sweat. He breathed heavily and squeezed his eyes shut.

“Hyung, does it hurt?”

“…It hurts.”

“…”

“But you… if it’s you, it’s okay.”

Yeo-woon’s legs wrapped around Ji-gu’s waist. Ji-gu, who had been terrified while watching Yeo-woon’s reactions, finally felt relieved.

Ji-gu began to slowly push his d1ck in while rubbing Yeo-woon’s d1ck with his hand. The inner walls gripped his shaft tightly. He couldn’t tell how long the insertion took. All that mattered was not hurting Yeo-woon, so Ji-gu wouldn’t have cared even if the sun rose. Ji-gu glanced down at the lower half that had swallowed about two-thirds of him, thinking the rest could probably be inserted in one go. Without warning, he thrust his hips up in one swift motion.

“Hmph!”

It was then. Suddenly, Yeo-woon’s waist twisted, and the d1ck under Yoon Ji-gu’s hand spurted out a stream of pre-cum. Before he could marvel at the sudden hardness, he noticed Yeo-woon’s lips trembling.

“What, what just….”

Yeo-woon’s eyes widened, startled by the unfamiliar sensation. The two stared at each other, startled, unmoving for a moment.

Looking down at Yeo-woon’s rare expression of vulnerability, Ji-gu felt overwhelmed with tenderness. He could die like this. No, that didn’t mean he wanted to die, just that it was good enough to die. Yoon Ji-gu shallowly pressed his waist just to be sure, then brought it back up and poked the spot. He felt a small swell of tissue deep within, and as he brushed against it, Yeo-woon’s body shuddered.

“…aah!”

At last, he’d found the spot that made Yeo-woon react. Yeo-woon, flustered by the sudden pleasure, tried to press his hands against Ji-gu’s chest.

“Hold on, just…give me a second.”

“Thank goodness.”

“What do you mean, thank goodness, not… ah!”

Yeo-woon’s lips parted with each shallow thrust of his hips. His cheeks flushed a delicate pink like an apple. Yoon Ji-gu pulled him into his arms and pecked his lips. Yeo-woon panicked and tried to pull away, but he was already in his arms.