In the Name of God - Chapter 97.2🔞
“You remember the strangest things…! Ah—!”
During our conversation, Lee Sunho’s touch became a bit faster and stronger. The towel, which had become so hot it was barely different from my own body temperature, stimulated me threateningly as if it were going to swallow my penis whole.
Already, my dantian grew heavy, and a distinct lump of heat swirled deep within the root of my member.
“I’ll let you let one out first.”
“Ha, but…! Nng, hey, wa…it a second…!”
Every time Lee Sunho’s hand moved quickly, my waist twisted, and the muscles in my buttocks and thighs repeated a cycle of relaxation and contraction. My legs, which were spread wide open before him, even trembled—whether from the chill or the influence of this stimulation.
The climax arrived quickly, before I could even try to block it.
The heat I had been harboring for days was vomited out thickly through my member.
“H-ngghhh—!”
My head fell back, my chin lifted, and my entire body shuddered. My slightly arched waist trembled violently.
A distant pleasure surged in, enough to make me lose my mind for a moment, and my vision flickered white and yellow. Between my ragged breaths, a suggestive moan escaped me—one so foreign I wondered if it was truly mine.
The blanket did not get soiled due to the ejaculation. Lee Sunho gripped the folds of the towel tightly in time with my release, and the towel caught every bit of the semen I poured out.
After vomiting out the semen through several large jolts, the strength completely drained from my body. My muscles, which had been stiff with contraction, now slumped as if they had turned entirely into mush.
Only then did Lee Sunho remove the towel that had been wrapping my member. Then, he meticulously wiped me down using the parts of the towel that weren’t stained.
He really is an amazing guy.
I had allowed this “dirty behavior” for him to relieve his frustration, yet I was the only one who finished while he did nothing for himself. Since he was even carefully wiping another man’s member in the midst of that, I felt like I should do something for him.
However, this was my shallow misunderstanding. Lee Sunho was not the type to end it like this.
“Oh dear. I can’t use this towel anymore.”
Lee Sunho, who had wiped my member clean, lightly shook the semen-stained towel and tossed it onto the nightstand.
“I guess I’ll have to wipe you with my hands directly.”
“What are you talking about? You finished wiping.”
Hadn’t he already cleaned my upper body, lower body, and even my member? Unlike me, who thought this was more than enough—bordering on excessive—it seemed Lee Sunho felt something was still lacking.
Smiling meaningfully, Lee Sunho’s long finger touched my perineum. That finger didn’t slide toward my member but instead slipped downward, entering stealthily between my buttocks.
The place where that finger stopped was the small hole in the back.
“I haven’t wiped here yet.”
Lee Sunho was fondling the fine folds of my back hole without hesitation. The suggestive movement of his finger was so flustering that I was momentarily stunned into silence.
“You must have put a lot of strength into it earlier. The water from the towel flowed all the way here.”
The thought of wanting to shut that mouth immediately filled my mind, but more than that, the question of why he kept touching me there was so overwhelming that I could only flutter my lips.
I know too. I know that if men go beyond mutual manual stimulation and into full-blown sex, they have to use that place he is touching.
However, no matter what, I hadn’t imagined until five minutes ago that I would progress that far with the gentle Lee Sunho, so I was beyond confused. In my head, a certain part of Lee Sunho was being drawn against my will. As soon as I vividly recalled “that thing”—which was so terrifyingly large I could only call it a weapon—my mind went blank.
I barely managed to squeeze out a voice with a dazed face.
“Th… that… you’re just… w-wiping the water, right?”
Unlike my usual self, I stammered ridiculously. Lee Sunho, who was looking at me, laughed out loud.
“I told you I’d wipe every nook and cranny. I have to be thorough.”
Lee Sunho, who was fondling the hole while it was damp with the moisture left by the towel, applied a bit of pressure to his fingertip. Along with the sensation of a foreign object digging into my body, I felt the hole stretch slightly.
“Here, all the way to the inside.”
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