Swallow Hunting - Chapter 16.2🔞
“Position.”
Without realizing it, Cha Hae-jun rotated the hand he had loosened behind him. The man who had claimed he had no interest in touching a penis played with Hae-jun’s so easily. Holding it in one hand, he pulled it down roughly, lifted it back up, poked at the tip with his fingers, and even touched the testicles.
“Huuh, uh, hup. Haah… uh…!”
Hae-jun usually tried to stifle his moans during his encounters. No client liked the heaving, panting sounds of a body for hire.
But this was different. Even with his lips shut and biting the inside of his cheeks, loud moans erupted from his throat. He tried to endure it, but his toes wriggled like an octopus dropped into boiling water the moment Lee Kang-ju’s hand gripped his penis. The hands clasped at his waist tightened as if squeezing a massage ball.
Blood rushed so heavily to his penis it felt like it might burst. It was not premature. Yet Lee Kang-ju’s rough, indifferent touch, not aiming for ejaculation but simply testing whether it worked, left drops of fluid dangling at the tip. The flesh, pale before, flushed red, and veins stood out along the shaft ready for release.
“Huh… CEO, ah… ugh…!”
He felt he might climax if just a little more. His glutes tensed, forming round mounds and dimples, brows creased from sharp pleasure, and tears welled in his eyes. His lips reddened from sharp breaths, and a blush blossomed on his cheeks.
He almost bucked his hips as if for penetration, but Lee Kang-ju pulled his hands away without hesitation. He took a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands that were not even wet, and leaned back against the sofa.
Hae-jun flinched and stared at Lee Kang-ju. Heaven had been so close, yet suddenly the door had closed before him, leaving him bewildered. His penis stood pressed to his lower abdomen, and his brain screamed to release the semen. Yet the one who had carried him to the edge sat away like it did not concern him at all.
“What are you doing?”
“Pardon?”
“You have to finish it yourself. How far do you expect me to go?”
“Ah.”
Hae-jun lowered his gaze with a quivering voice. His penis wept silently, desperately waiting for any touch.
Anyone who has been pushed to the brink knows how agonizing it is. The genitals have no sense of propriety, even if the rest of the body does. They do not lose their desire in such moments.
No matter how much he had lived like a rag, he had never performed a naked solo show in front of anyone. Rumor had it that the one who ejaculated farthest received the reward, but he had never been that lucky. People had asked him to suck on someone else’s penis, but he had never faced the situation himself.
“Are you going to stay up all night?”
Hesitating, Hae-jun felt Lee Kang-ju flick his penis with a circle formed by thumb and index finger. It should have hurt, yet a shiver ran down his spine. The drop at the tip swelled without rhythm, sliding down along the head’s curvature. He almost ejaculated but held back with extreme restraint.
To ejaculate or to shake it out quickly.
His vision spun. He needed to release it. The urge to climax was like the urge to urinate. When the bladder was full, it had to be emptied; when the shaft was full, it had to be expelled.
Hae-jun grabbed his own penis with his hand, yielding to instinct. He stroked along the shaft and rubbed the head, but with the weaker force and soft palms compared to Lee Kang-ju’s grip, the precum did not come easily. Even touching his nipples would not have hastened it. In front of Lee Kang-ju, he could not reveal himself entirely.
Ejaculation slowed. Hae-jun wanted to cry out loud. He even wanted to do the shocking thing of handing Lee Kang-ju’s hand over to his penis. He held his swollen, unspent shaft with both hands, hovering under the brink without climaxing.
“Huh, huh…!”
Like a student being punished, he bowed his head, thrusting his hips, and just as his arm muscles cramped, the sensation began to arrive. Habitually tilting his chin back, Hae-jun met Lee Kang-ju’s gaze directly. Tilting his head slightly, Lee Kang-ju watched him coldly as if observing an old, cleanly shot porn from thirty years ago, showing no trace of reaction.