TSG 113

“Want to touch it?”

At Shin Tae-oh’s teasing question, Se-hyun betrayed his resolve to not give in and nodded.

“Yes.”

Shin Tae-oh’s antics had worked.

Se-hyun’s mind was set on resisting, but his body had other ideas. Even just making eye contact would make him hard, so seeing it openly erect, he might be able to hide it with a poker face, but there was no way he could be indifferent.

“Alright. I’ll let you touch it.”

When Shin Tae-oh removed his hand, as if by magic, his d1ck floated up. Despite its considerable size and heavy weight, it floated like a cloud, making a strange, almost mesmerizing sight.

“If you just keep staring, it’ll start crying. Look, it’s already welling up with tears.”

“Don’t you think spouting nonsense like that will ruin the mood?”

These are the kinds of secret inner workings one doesn’t know until experiencing them firsthand. When they first had something close to a relationship, the event of his cycle was so overwhelming that there was no room to look at anything else.

The fact that Shin Tae-oh wasn’t just someone who spoke nonsense normally, but was even worse in bed.

“So you don’t like it?”

Before Shin Tae-oh’s shameless question could hang in the air, Se-hyun reached out to grab hold of his d1ck.

“No, I do.”

Having followed Shin Tae-oh around and picked up all sorts of nonsensical talk, Se-hyun had developed an immunity to not falling for such things. But that wasn’t all. He had come to enjoy it to some extent.

Se-hyun made eye contact with the d1ck.

“I’ll wipe away your tears, so stay still.”

As he rubbed the glans with his thumb, Shin Tae-oh’s shoulders trembled. Unsure whether it was from laughter or stimulation, Se-hyun stroked his tip again.

‘Somehow, it feels like I’m praising a bald head for being well-groomed…’

Belatedly wondering what kind of thought that was, Se-hyun closed his eyes and tried to concentrate. This is just a body part. It’s a p3nis, a d1ck, and furthermore, a crying bald head…

“Damn it, I can’t concentrate.”

It was fine at other times, but the moment he thought of it as bald, the mood kept getting twisted. There was only one solution for times like this.

“Shin Tae-oh! Pounce on me.”

He would create a chaotic situation to avoid strange thoughts.

“As you command.”

Shin Tae-oh grabbed Se-hyun’s face and kissed him. Then he unzipped the front of Se-hyun’s suit and pulled out his confined d1ck, kneading it.

“Mmm.”

Unconsciously, Se-hyun gripped Shin Tae-oh’s length even tighter in response to Shin Tae-oh’s hand on him.

“Se-hyun. Careful not to break it.”

Shin Tae-oh placed his hand over Se-hyun’s and gently guided it. As he continued to stimulate Se-hyun’s as well, the feeling of climax steadily built up.

Suddenly, Se-hyun got up and climbed on top of Shin Tae-oh, their hands wrapped around both lengths as they moved in unison. Eventually, like a dam bursting, they ejaculated simultaneously.

“Haah.”

Se-hyun let out a languid sigh.

“It’s thick.”

Shin Tae-oh said, licking Se-hyun’s cum off his hand.

“There’s been a lot of work lately.”

Dating Shin Tae-oh hadn’t drastically changed his life. Love was love, and work was still plentiful, so the uncertain life of not knowing when he’d get off work remained the same. The only difference was being stuck with his boss even after work hours.

“This won’t do. I should cut back on your workload.”

Se-hyun looked skeptically at Shin Tae-oh, who was muttering seriously. Why didn’t he think about reducing his strange antics instead of work?

“Or should we keep extracting until it gets lighter?”

Shin Tae-oh brought up another alternative, but that wasn’t particularly appealing either. Se-hyun was already sufficiently refreshed with one ejacvlation. He had fondled Shin Tae-oh’s d1ck as much as he wanted, so it should be enough…

“Ugh.”

As his whole body tensed up, Se-hyun looked at Shin Tae-oh with victimized eyes. He had forgotten about another tool that could shake up this situation. There it was—the most potent weapon Tae-oh wielded.

“My pheromones must be pretty intense, huh? Been bottling them up so long, they’re practically fermenting.”

Shin Tae-oh shrugged as he spoke, treating pheromones like they were kimchi preserved for winter.

Yet, the thick and heavy pheromones were gently enveloping Se-hyun, steadily raising his body temperature.

“The pheromones… should be released moderately.”

Se-hyun retorted, wondering where this nonsensical talk was coming from, but Shin Tae-oh was confident.

“It’s true. It’s not about extracting a lot, but rather…”

Shin Tae-oh scratched the back of his head out of habit, looking frustrated as if he couldn’t give the explanation he wanted. Seeing the white liquid stretching between his fingers like webbing and smearing onto his hair from that unconscious action, Se-hyun’s jaw dropped in shock.

“Anyway, there’s something like that. Let’s talk about it later.”

Shin Tae-oh pushed Se-hyun’s shoulders back before he could say anything. As Se-hyun’s back met the soft comforter, he saw desire rising again in Shin Tae-oh’s eyes.

At the same time, pheromones spread strongly once more.

He wasn’t planning to end it with just once.

“Let’s cry hard together.”

Until white tears become clear tears.

Se-hyun glanced at Shin Tae-oh, seeing how his semen dangled in threads from his hair. For all the occasions and anniversaries Tae-oh celebrated with boundless enthusiasm, each inevitably ended in hours of unrestrained passion. Why did he think this time would be any different?

“What if I want to stop?”

“That’s not possible.”

Shin Tae-oh’s hand passed over the testicles and teased the wet entrance.

“At least this part is crying out for more.”

The slick, fluid-covered h0le twitched, desperately trying to svck in Shin Tae-oh’s fingers. Knowing this all too well, Se-hyun sighed.

“Is this why you made a h0le?”

“Good thinking, right?”

Shin Tae-oh spread Se-hyun’s legs and positioned himself between them. Se-hyun’s once composed face was now flushed, and his eyes were unfocused. His red lips and equally red nipples were irresistibly alluring.

Moreover, his toned upper body, though not overly muscular, provided another source of pleasure due to the clothes not fully removed. Shin Tae-oh was thoroughly excited by the thrilling sight – the zipper undone in front and a hole in the back, barely covering the testicles. He really chose well for this anniversary gift.

“Don’t just look…”

Se-hyun’s speech trailed off, unlike his usual manner. Perhaps intoxicated by the pheromones, his legs wrapped around Shin Tae-oh’s waist.

“Put it in, Tae-oh-ya.”

It was a good decision to have Se-hyun speak informally. Shin Tae-oh could witness that bewitching flame that made his heart flutter each time.

“Hurry.”

At Se-hyun’s urging, Shin Tae-oh immediately pushed his d1ck into the tight entrance.

“Ugh.”

Despite Shin Tae-oh’s intense pheromones clinging and heightening his arousal, Se-hyun winced as the tip stubbornly pushed its way inside. This caused Se-hyun’s d1ck, which was about to become erect again, to wilt.

Even so, instead of stopping Shin Tae-oh, Se-hyun tried his best to relax and accept him. Although it might be overwhelming and painful at first, he knew waves of pleasure and multiple climaxes would follow.

After entering the base, Shin Tae-oh held Se-hyun’s face and kissed him. Se-hyun briefly smiled at the affectionate kiss from his beloved partner and opened his mouth. As he made way for deep penetration both above and below, Shin Tae-oh began to move freely.

“Mmm, hah.”

Se-hyun closed his eyes and felt the surging pleasure as Shin Tae-oh thoroughly explored his mouth. Drool slipped from the corner of his mouth, and the slickness between them tingled against his skin.

The heat between them intensified, filling the space, the playful banter fading as their breaths grew ragged in the throes of their union.

***

Later, Se-hyun leaned back against the headboard, gazing at Shin Tae-oh’s sleeping face. Every time he looked, Shin Tae-oh seemed even more handsome—an impressive man, leading a successful company, achieving remarkable growth each year.

“You actually look so serious when your mouth is shut,” Se-hyun mused, noticing how different Shin Tae-oh appeared without his usual playful grin.

Se-hyun lightly tapped Shin Tae-oh’s cheek, then glanced around as an idea came to mind. Finding what he was looking for, he reached over to pick up the red ribbon Shin Tae-oh had previously wrapped around himself as a “gift.”

Gently, he looped the ribbon around Tae-oh’s head and tied it in a bow at his crown. Shin Tae-oh frowned slightly in his sleep, sensing something, his brows furrowing.

Se-hyun stroked his cheek, soothing him, and Shin Tae-oh’s expression relaxed again. Watching him fall back into a deep, peaceful sleep, Se-hyun’s gaze softened with satisfaction.

“Now, you really look like a gift.”