Swallow Hunting - Chapter 27.2🔞
In an instant, Lee Kang-ju’s voice flashed through his mind, and Hae-jun covered his mouth with both hands. The man hated it when he pleaded or moaned. Today would likely be no different.
He blocked his mouth desperately, but as his body was shaken, his hands kept falling away and moans leaked out. Even when he bit his lips, a deep thrust would send his head back and a sound would burst out; whenever Lee Kang-ju’s hands happened to grip his thighs instead of his waist, his toes curled inward as he let out choked sobs.
Then, Lee Kang-ju grabbed Hae-jun’s elbows and pulled. His waist arched as his upper body was hauled upward. With a small gasp, Hae-jun lifted his gaze through tear filled eyes.
“Why are you blocking it?”
“Because, heuk, you said you, hah, dislike loud noises.”
“You know well. Then try to endure it more.”
Whispering sweetly into his ear, Lee Kang-ju pulled Hae-jun’s other elbow back to join them. The clashing of their bodies grew violent. With no way left to cover his mouth, messy moans spilled out without restraint. He tried everything—biting his lips, biting the tip of his tongue—to hold it back, but as the man tore through his inner flesh to relentlessly crush his peak, Hae-jun let his tears and saliva flow freely.
“Please, let go. I have to let go, ah-eut, hik…!”
Because his upper body was raised, he looked down and saw his own cock standing tall and twitching near his navel. It was swollen and on the verge of firing. His testicles stung, his thighs pulled together as if holding back the urge to urinate, his inner flesh constricted tightly, and his tongue peeked out slightly.
He wanted to grab it and shake it. He wanted to let it burst. He wanted to ejaculate. He wanted to come.
Only primal instincts remained, making him feel as if his brain would explode, but then Lee Kang-ju pulled out until only the head remained before slamming back in like a battering ram hitting an iron gate. His plump buttocks were flattened by the force. His internal organs felt as if they jolted as the wall of flesh was lifted upward.
It was a lightning-like climax. Hae-jun’s body stiffened before trembling violently. His cock, which had been standing piteously, fired semen in a high arc. The first was a long spray, and the second was a small splatter like a mouse’s piss.
At the moment his legs lost strength and he was about to collapse, Lee Kang-ju pulled his cock out and turned Hae-jun’s body around. Simultaneously, he pressed down on Hae-jun’s shoulders to seat him on the floor and grabbed his chin.
With dazed, unfocused eyes, Hae-jun opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. The wet head of the cock tapped against Hae-jun’s tongue, and after the pink flesh licked the shaft a few times, the man’s urethra flared as he unleashed a thick load of semen.
Semen scattered across Hae-jun’s entire face. From his eyebrows to his eyelashes, from his cheeks to his mouth, the second and third drops fell deep onto his flat tongue.
“You have to swallow.”
Hae-jun swallowed obediently with a gulp. It was bitter. His eyebrows were about to furrow from an involuntary sense of aversion, but Lee Kang-ju pushed his still semi-erect cock into Hae-jun’s mouth. When the lips that had swallowed the semen remained closed, the man pinched his nose to force them open.
“Clean it up nicely, please.”
He made an uncharacteristically playful joke while reaching deep toward Hae-jun’s throat. When Hae-jun choked and gagged, he gently pulled it out for him.
Feeling like he was about to fall forward, Hae-jun rested his head against Lee Kang-ju’s front thigh. Then, remembering the request to make it clean, he pressed his tongue between the cock and the scrotum. He licked the heavy yet soft and tender pouch, and only after he had thoroughly wiped the wet member with his lips did he finally slump onto the floor.
His body was still shaking because the climax had not yet faded. In front of him, Lee Kang-ju knelt on one knee to meet his eyes. He had a languid and refreshed expression. Stroking Hae-jun’s hair, he leaned in until their foreheads touched.
“I am definitely sober now. You know a great method, Cha Hae-jun.”
If the pleasure of bodies mixing was like a flame, the small contact of their foreheads touching was like a lingering ember. Yet, strangely, this ember felt much hotter. He couldn’t pull away. Hae-jun cast his eyes down, unable to face Lee Kang-ju directly.
“Thanks to you, I avoided a DUI.”
By straightening his trousers, Lee Kang-ju became as neat as he was at the start. He looked quite different from Hae-jun, who was covered in semen, had hair like a bird’s nest, tear stains on his cheeks, and bare legs exposed beneath his short sleeved shirt.
Leaving a parting greeting to see him next time, Lee Kang-ju walked out the front door. Hae-jun needed to say goodbye, but he didn’t even have the strength left to wave a hand. He didn’t even bother crawling to the nearest sofa and simply lay down right there on the spot.
“That was so fucking good…”
His voice was hoarse. He wanted to drink water, but the refrigerator was too far. He just rubbed his stinging buttocks.
“…and so fucking exhausting.”
His eyelids felt heavy. Hae-jun drifted off into a deep sleep.
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