Ha Yeoul's body trembled so pitifully it was heartbreaking. Each blink of his long eyelashes released clear tears. I lightly kissed them away before forcing my tongue into his open mouth, causing his small hands gripping the sheets to clench even tighter.
When I sucked his frozen tongue into my mouth and gently chewed on it, a groan escaped from deep within Ha Yeoul's throat. The mere sound of his raspy voice tightened my lower body. He must have drunk a lot, because his pronunciation was completely slurred, even when he said he didn't like it.
Each time I briefly pulled away, he gasped and shed more tears. Looking into his flushed cheeks and glistening eyes, I forgot I should stop, and my hands and mouth moved on their own.
Without hesitation, I pulled off his rolled-up t-shirt, revealing his pale, untouched skin.
His whole body flushed red, Ha Yeoul couldn't meet my eyes. I lightly kissed his lips before folding his slender legs and raising his knees.
"Hng, no..."
His thin legs fidgeted, as if ashamed of his exposed lower body. Pre-cum glistened on his erect penis, reflecting the bright light. Even its color was a pale pink, making me wonder if it was even the same as my dick; it looked so dainty.
Even if it was the same, there was no way I could feel any aversion towards Ha Yeoul.
I reached out, grasped the hardened flesh, and stroked it a few times before lowering my head and taking it into my mouth. His exhausted body flinched. I deliberately made noise as I sucked, greedily. With wet, slurping sounds, each time i moved my head, Ha Yeoul burst into tears.
"Ah... Ah...! Hng... Stop—"
Ha Yeoul's white toes curled involuntarily. I noticed the blue veins spreading like spiderwebs across his taut thighs.
Hypnotized by his paper-white skin, I spat out the dick I had been holding and left my mark on his thigh. When my lips enveloped his soft flesh, a red mark appeared on Ha Yeoul's skin.
After leaving my mark deep inside his thighs to my satisfaction, I took Ha Yeoul's dick into my mouth again, as if thirsting for more. Under the bright light, i held the penis, which fit entirely in my mouth, and as i moved my head, single moans escaped his parted lips.
I took the entire shaft into my mouth and sucked hard, then used my tongue to stimulate the hollow at the tip of his glans. Ha Yeoul reached out with trembling hands to push my head away, with insignificant strength. But when he couldn't resist the stimulation and gushed pre-cum, his whole body shuddering, he was more beautiful than ever.
Regretting that he might cum soon, I licked the shaft thoroughly instead of sucking it all the way in. I licked the straight shaft and rolled his small testicles in my mouth. As it was a sensitive area, Ha Yeoul's hips quickly arched.
Pushing his folded knees to his chest, his perineum and connected vulva shyly revealed themselves. The hole, even its color a pale pink, glistened with saliva that had dripped down his testicles.
The thought that the hole was too small, wondering if it would even open, flashed through my mind.
I reached up and inserted my finger into Ha Yeoul's mouth, repeating the motion like a piston. I heard a choking cough as I rummaged through his narrow mouth.
"Wet it, thoroughly."
While I was wetting my finger in Ha Yeoul's mouth, I diligently licked and rubbed between the folds. I wanted it to open even a little, to accommodate a part of my body. Whether it was my finger, my tongue, or my dick, anywhere.
I poked the hole with the tip of my tongue, then used Ha Yeoul's moistened finger to persistently rub over the hole. Saliva flowed from his parted lips, wetting his lips and chin.
"Ha Yeoul, don't lose your mind."
"...Hng... Haa..."
"Who am I?"
"...No. Don't, don't... Please..."
As my finger, which had been gently rubbing the hole, pushed into the tight folds, Ha Yeoul's eyes reflexively closed.
His trembling eyelids were pitiful, pathetic, and lovely.
The flesh inside, as if pulling me in, clung tightly to my finger.
"Hng, ah— it hurts... Now... Haa... Ugh...!"
Ha Yeoul's words came out urgently, feeling the foreign object of my finger forcing its way into his narrow entrance. It was a voice somewhere between a cry and a moan. Now he couldn't even say he didn't like it anymore, and only that strange breath escaped his parted lips.
Perhaps because of the finger that had opened the tightly closed hole, his stiff, throbbing dick had lost some of its strength. Caressing the clinging inner walls with my finger, I took Ha Yeoul's dick into my mouth again.
Stimulating him front and back at the same time, Ha Yeoul's breathing gradually became rougher. The narrow gap remained tightly closed, as if it would never widen, clinging tightly to my finger.
Stubbornly pushing my finger all the way in, I searched for a sensitive spot. The G-spot, hidden somewhere inside, which I had been pressing and searching for, caught on the tip of my finger.
I licked and pulled out the dick I had been holding, and raised my upper body. I kissed Ha Yeoul's lips, who was looking at me with cloudy, wet eyes.
"I'm going to make you feel really good now."
"Hng— hng..."
Ha Yeoul couldn't hold back his sobs and shook his head slightly as he cried. Just seeing his crying face tightened my lower abdomen.
Barely resisting the urge to force my way into his tightly closed hole, I lightly kissed his parted lips before pulling away. I didn't want to miss a single moment of him falling apart from the pleasure he was feeling in his rear.
Slowly pulling my finger out and then thrusting it in at once, stimulating his prostate, Ha Yeoul's body convulsed. The inner walls that held my hand trembled incessantly. A clear liquid gushed from the tip of his dick, which I had stiffened with my mouth.
"Haa— ah! Haa... Ah!"
Ha Yeoul cried, not knowing what to do with the overwhelming pleasure. With nothing to hold on to, he unknowingly reached out and grabbed me. His white hands gripping my shoulders trembled.
I naturally put Ha Yeoul's hands behind my neck and licked his tear-stained face.
"Ha Yeoul-ah, Ha Yeoul."
Calling his name, which I pronounced clearly, as if delighted, I pushed another finger in and shook it, causing Ha Yeoul's body to sway weakly.
"Hng— ah! No, no...! Aah—!"
His small hand came down and grabbed my arm. Ha Yeoul's face, flushed and soaked in tears, trembled with every thrust of my finger. I didn't care and rummaged through Ha Yeoul's insides.
Stimulating his prostate as if grinding it, a milky liquid gushed from the tip of his dick before long. I admired the semen that dotted his white stomach before kissing Ha Yeoul's lips as if he had done a good job.
"Haa... Haa... Ah... Stop, please..."
Trembling, Ha Yeoul pulled me by the neck. Still crying with a face full of pleasure, he rubbed his forehead against my neck. He clung to me, sobbing, saying it hurt, it hurt.
After holding Ha Yeoul in my arms for a little longer, I slowly pulled away, revealing his tear-stained face. Carefully checking his flushed face, I kissed him here and there, and his tired eyes slowly closed.
"Stop... Please..."
His pleading voice with his eyes tightly closed weakened my heart a little.
"Ha Yeoul."
"Jaehoon-ah, please... Huh...?"
The moment my name came out of Ha Yeoul's mouth, I couldn't resist and aligned the tip of my hard-on with his hole. I thought there was too much heat on Ha Yeoul's face... Shit. Bright red blood flowed from inside his nose. Ha Yeoul cried, not knowing if it was a nosebleed or snot.
"Shit... A nosebleed—"
What timing. Instead of pushing my hard-on into his tightly closed hole, I stepped back.
"Fuck."
I cursed involuntarily. I pulled up the pants that were hanging on my thighs and went out to the living room to get a box of tissues.
Ha Yeoul must have realized that what was flowing from his nose was not snot but a nosebleed, and his eyes were wide with surprise. He was blocking his nose with the back of his hand, but so much had already poured out that it didn't seem to make much sense to block it with the back of his hand.
The pure white sheets were stained red. The blood that dripped down his chin left red marks all over Ha Yeoul's white body. Even that looked excessively lewd.
I pulled out a tissue, held it under Ha Yeoul's nose, and made him bow his head.
"Ha Yeoul."
"D, don't... Huh? Don't... Hng—"
"I won't, so stop crying. The blood, shit, the blood won't stop."
Ha Yeoul made eye contact with me with innocent eyes. Tears welled up in his glistening eyes, and every time he blinked slowly, tears streamed down. I lightly kissed his trembling eyelids, and Ha Yeoul's body flinched.
As Mo Taehee said, today was too early.
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