Swallow Hunting - Chapter 21.1🔞
“No, that, ah, that…! …Hik!”
The spark of pleasure that had been revived did not go out; instead, it grew like a spreading forest fire. The sensation that had only been tickling his lower abdomen traveled up past his navel, to his nipples, to the nape of his neck, struck the back of his head, and then reached down again to his buttocks, his crotch, his testicles, and even to the tips of his toes.
“Ah-euh-eup…!”
“Be quiet.”
Lee Kang-ju’s hand grabbed the back of Hae-jun’s head and slammed it into the bed. Hae-jun flailed, trying to lift his head, but Lee Kang-ju did not loosen his grip.
“How can you be the only one enjoying it like that? You should let me play a little too.”
As if everything he had done up until now was nothing, Lee Kang-ju grabbed Hae-jun’s buttocks and lunged into him violently. It was an incredibly rough movement. Whether Hae-jun’s hole tore or not, he thrust the vein-ridged pillar in deep and gripped the buttocks tenaciously. Red handprints remained on the once-fair flesh of the cheeks.
Pressed into the sheets, Hae-jun could only barely spit out suppressed groans. His body was tossed forward and backward uncontrollably. The penis that had forced its way into the inner flesh pressed against a button with its head as it pulled out, only to continue its attack without a moment’s rest.
“Heup, heok, heo-eup…!”
Saliva drooled from his involuntarily opened mouth, soaking the sheets. Tears also filled his eyes, falling drop by drop every time his body was shaken.
Opening, being thrust into, being broken. The circuits in his head could no longer perceive the pain as pain and recognized it as pleasure. His testicles turned red and shriveled like ripe persimmons, and his penis stood tall, spitting water every time the inside of his back hole was stretched open and his depths were crushed.
“Hik, heup…. Ah, eut…!”
It was different from masturbation. It could not even be compared to sex with a customer. His body shook even when he stayed still, and when the massive phallus rushed in as if it would tear the hole to shreds, every nerve screamed while he tasted a pleasure equivalent to the moment of ejaculation.
His penis, cumming without any dignity, was the proof. He could not fire it off coolly all at once. The water filled in the shaft leaked out bit by bit. The semen would trickle and then stop, and even as it hung its head witheredly, it would stand up abruptly the moment his insides were dug into as if that had never happened. And then another trickle.
“St- stop. Stop, please… euh-eup…!”
He felt like he was going crazy. The backs of his knees were trembling, and it was difficult to tell whether the urge he felt was to urinate or ejaculate. His whole body twisted, and strength entered his lower abdomen. Perhaps that squeezed the penis inside him, as the grip strength on his buttocks became even stronger. It felt as if his flesh would be torn off by that intensity.
“Augh!”
Lee Kang-ju put his weight on Hae-jun’s back. He used him like a mat and shook him mercilessly. Hae-jun tried to hold it in somehow, but sounds burst out of him at will. Lee Kang-ju’s hand firmly blocked that mouth. A thick finger caught on the corner of Hae-jun’s mouth like a bit.
At 그 moment, Hae-jun’s eyes rolled back. His body was already burning, but in that instant, his vision went white, his brain melted, and fireworks exploded in its place. It was a peak he had never reached once in his life. It was a pleasure that could never be encountered by grabbing and shaking with a hand, or by being buried in the comfortable flesh of a woman; his penis pulled out semen as if it were pulling out his very soul.
“Kkeut,” a short groan also leaked from Lee Kang-ju’s mouth. After pulling his penis out from Hae-jun’s inner flesh, he gripped it with his hand and stroked it. After moving up and down a couple of times, semen poured out profusely from the tip of the reddened glans. It was drawn over Hae-jun’s slender waist like a stroke of an orchid painting.
Hae-jun collapsed sideways. His flat chest heaved up and down as he gasped for breath. His body was trembling intermittently.
To stop the involuntary vibration of his body, he crossed his arms to hug himself and curled his waist roundly. He pulled his knees up high enough to touch his chest and rubbed the tops of his feet together, but the lingering aftereffects, like a cold chill, did not easily recede.
His head was blank. It felt as if his body and mind were completely dissociated. That was why he noticed the hand grabbing his ankle and pulling him three beats late. While being dragged down, he twisted his head, his mouth hanging open stupidly.
“CEO…?”
His voice was submerged because he had been crying and panting. Hae-jun blinked his eyes, where the tears had not yet vanished, and looked up at Lee Kang-ju like an innocent boy who had never been touched by anyone’s fingertips.
The penis that had become quiet after finishing its duty, the pink testicles that had shrunk to a tiny size, and the semen scattered near his navel vividly showed what had just happened. As if he did not realize his disheveled state, Hae-jun’s thighs were spread wide open.
“Yes.”
“It’s… over, isn’t it.”
“Over?”
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