DPGR 141

“……”

“Mm, it’s too big. Can’t you shrink it a little…?”

The teasing that slipped from Jiho’s mouth was unmistakable, and yet he didn’t even seem aware of it, that was the ironic part.

Dojin shut his eyes tightly as he watched Jiho lift his hips and align Dojin’s cock between his ass cheeks.

“Nngh…”

A moment later, the tip of his cock pressed against Jiho’s hole.

Wet, hot, and painfully tight—it swallowed only the head.

That was all Jiho could take on his own. His hips froze mid-descent, and his body trembled.

“Ugh, ah… it’s too big…”

He had thought maybe it’d be easier if he just didn’t look, but…

The lewd moans brushing his ears and the intense pressure around his cock made Dojin’s face flush red.

He opened his eyes and looked up at Jiho.

Jiho was half-risen, knees braced on either side of Dojin’s waist, groaning helplessly.

Even with just the head in, guiding energy surged through him without end. Whether intentional or not, Jiho was clenching and releasing around him again and again.

Didn’t he realize how maddening that was?

“Guide Jiho… ngh…”

“Uhh, ugh… hyung…”

“Slowly, breathe… try sitting down gently.”

“Mmh, it’s… too hard, ngh, I can’t…”

“Then should we switch positions?”

“No… I’m gonna do it…!”

So stubborn.

Dojin smiled quietly to himself. Jiho hurried to adjust his posture, afraid Dojin might try to take control again.

Jiho lowered himself slowly, steadily swallowing Dojin’s cock inch by inch.

“Kh…”

“Mmngh…”

The slow penetration made Dojin scrunch his nose. Sweat gathered on his brow.

The overwhelming pleasure made his hips twitch involuntarily.

“Hyung! I said I’ll do it!”

But Jiho’s sudden shout made him freeze again. Dojin felt a little wronged.

“Then… can’t you go just a little faster?”

“Ha! It’s not going in because you’re too big!”

It used to go in just fine when he was the one doing the thrusting.

Dojin clamped his mouth shut in a flat line. Jiho saw that expression and squinted in annoyance.

“Am I frustrating you?”

“No, that’s not it…”

“Then stay still.”

After scolding him, Jiho resumed groaning and slowly lowered his hips. But no matter how many tries, what wouldn’t go in just wouldn’t go in.

Damn it… I’m supposed to be on top.

He needed to keep the lead. That way, he could pace it and guide for longer.

But keeping this up when Dojin was clearly suffering beneath him felt cruel.

So, just this once, Jiho decided to ask for help.

“Hyung…”

“…Yes.”

Dojin answered with his teeth clenched, as if enduring something. He’d been like that for a while now.

Jiho, despite himself, worried. If Dojin kept clenching like that, he might ruin his teeth before he even hit old age.

In a shaky voice, Jiho begged:

“P-put it in for me…”

“…Haa…”

Dojin’s chest rose and fell with a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, they looked darker than usual.

He held out his wrists and spoke hoarsely:

“If I do, that’s all I’m allowed to do, right? Just help put it in?”

“Yes.”

“Then untie me for a moment.”

“Huh? Why your hands if you’re just putting it in?”

“To hold you steady. So you don’t fall.”

“Hmm…”

Jiho hesitated, but the twitching inside his ass made the decision for him.

“Alright…”

Clumsily, he reached for the knot and began untying it. He’d tied it so tight it took a while to undo.

Even though Dojin could have snapped the tie in an instant, he waited quietly, watching Jiho work.

While Jiho focused on the knot, the grip around Dojin’s cock loosened ever so slightly.

“All done! I untied-!”

Dojin didn’t miss his chance.

The moment Jiho freed his wrists, Dojin grabbed his waist and pulled him down.

At the same time, he thrust his hips up, his cock slammed in, all the way to the end of Jiho’s now-softened inner walls.

“Ahhh!”

Jiho’s eyes rolled back, his head flung back in a moan.

Dojin’s tip had scraped his prostate, it felt like a bolt of lightning struck his brain.

Before he could even process it, Jiho’s cock twitched and began spurting thin, watery semen.

The sight drove Dojin wild. He gripped Jiho’s waist and pounded into him.

“Ah! Ahh—!Hyung! Aahng!”

Riding Dojin, Jiho took him deeper than ever before.

His prostate was crushed. It felt like his stomach was being pierced. His once-flat belly bulged from being stuffed full.

“Haaangh!”

Jiho came again. His vision flashed white as ecstasy exploded up to his brain.

Dojin, clearly holding back all this time, came deep inside Jiho’s walls with a rough thrust.

“Ngh…”

Even then, he didn’t stop moving his hips. Jiho’s insides clenched down again, squeezing his cock mercilessly.

“Ah, aahhh!”

Tears streamed down Jiho’s wide eyes. Saliva he hadn’t swallowed dribbled down his chin.

And that wasn’t the only thing dripping from him.

Drip… drip…

Clear liquid poured from the red tip of Jiho’s cock, pooling on Dojin’s belly.

Dojin rocked his hips lightly while gripping Jiho’s shaft and stroking it.

“Ahahng, I-I’m, ngh, coming, ahhh!”

Drip, drip, drip

With each of Dojin’s thrusts, the stream thickened and thinned.

Dojin rubbed Jiho’s tip harshly with his thumb.

“Aaagh!”

Jiho arched and nearly passed out. Dojin caught his falling waist with one arm and warned:

“Careful.”

“I-I’m..nngh! Ah! I’m gonna – gonna come again-!”

“You’re already coming.”

“No, no…! The b-bathroom, ngh! I don’t wanna-!”

Shaking his head wildly, Jiho tensed his whole body. Already at the edge, his inner walls clamped down even tighter, as if they were trying to snap Dojin’s cock off.

Though Dojin had stopped moving his hips the moment Jiho nearly collapsed, the tightness alone was enough to make him feel like he might come at any second.

“Kh… Jiho… you’re going to rip it off…”

He muttered helplessly. And yet, his hand didn’t stop, still grinding against Jiho’s tip, almost cruel in its intensity.

Overwhelmed by the pleasure, Jiho let out a scream-like moan and lost his grip on reality.

“Ah… ahh, aaagh…!”

The stream that had just begun to taper off erupted again with sudden force.

At the same time, an immense surge of Guiding energy flooded in through their connected bodies, far beyond anything Dojin had ever experienced.

“……!”

Dojin’s entire body froze. Like a massive tidal wave had slammed into him, his vision went white, and his mind went blank.

He had never felt anything like this. It almost hurt, like his body was breaking apart.

No, more like a shattered body was being reassembled, each bone clicking into place with a strange, relieving sensation.

It felt like all the blood in his body was boiling, and then in the next moment, like ice water had been poured over his head.

“Ah…”

A low groan escaped Dojin’s lips.

Drip. Drip…

Blood began to trickle from his nose.

Too overwhelmed to think clearly, he held Jiho tightly as the younger man continued to release fluid in trembling bursts.

Even though Dojin had stopped touching him, Jiho kept grinding his leaking cock against Dojin’s lower belly like a beast in heat, panting uncontrollably.

Each time Jiho came, another wave of Guiding energy rushed in, coursing through Dojin’s body, slicing through him, and tearing him apart from the inside.

It was as if he were the Guide, with energy racing through his veins.

Eventually, that energy began to gather somewhere, somewhere deep inside, like a blocked channel that hadn’t been used in a long time.

“Ahhh…!”

Jiho came again, all by himself.

And another massive surge of Guiding energy followed, cramming itself into Dojin’s body like it would burst him from the inside out.

“Ngh…!”

Dojin gritted his teeth. The energy density was too high. It felt like all his blood vessels would rupture, like his eyeballs might pop out.

Something was happening inside his body.

Half of him wanted to push Jiho away, the other half wanted to devour him whole. He was torn.

But the hesitation didn’t last.

Jiho… Jiho… my Guide…

His instincts as an Esper took over. Dojin tightened his arms around Jiho.

Even if it tore his body to shreds, he wouldn’t let go of this precious Guide.

As if that was the answer, the blockage within him suddenly burst open. All the energy pouring from Jiho rushed into that now-cleared channel and started accumulating smoothly.

Dojin’s cock, buried deep inside Jiho, couldn’t endure the pleasure and shot another thick load.

And with that final release, Dojin blacked out.

***

Thump

Dojin’s arms, which had been wrapped tightly around Jiho’s waist, fell limp onto the bed.

Jiho, who had been crushed in that embrace, trembled and slowly lifted his head.

He must have lost consciousness for a moment. After his first ejaculation, his memory was spotty.

As he gathered his senses, Jiho glanced around to assess the situation.

The bed, Dojin’s body, and his own were a complete mess, drenched with everything he’d spilled.

Blushing furiously, Jiho looked over at Dojin, expecting some teasing or at least a gentle “it’s okay.”

“…Hyung?”

But Dojin didn’t move. His eyes were shut tight.

That alone wouldn’t have been a problem.

The problem was the dried blood crusted below Dojin’s nose.

“Hyung!”

Jiho grabbed his cheek in a panic. The nosebleed had already stopped, leaving only the dry trail as a sign.

But Dojin still hadn’t regained consciousness.

Jiho shifted his hips, and moaned as he became aware of the cock still buried between his cheeks.

“Aaah…”

He carefully lifted himself and pulled away. Thick, sticky semen spilled out in clumps.

Ignoring the odd sensation, Jiho checked Dojin’s condition.

At least he’s still breathing…

He couldn’t tell if Dojin had fainted or just fallen asleep.

Given how Dojin had been plagued with nightmares and hadn’t slept properly, it was possible he’d simply passed out from a sudden spike in blood pressure.

Should I take him to the hospital?

Jiho hesitated but decided to wait a little longer.

He didn’t think he could manage carrying an unconscious Dojin, let alone cleaning him, dressing him, and dragging him out the door.

No fever… it should be fine.

His heart skipped a beat at the sight of the blood, but it had stopped. For now, things seemed stable.

Sighing in relief, Jiho tried to calm his breathing, then suddenly snapped to attention.

Right! The Guiding…!

He hadn’t expected Dojin to be the one who passed out. Nor had he thought the session would end before completion.

Should I try again later?

Thinking this, Jiho reached for Dojin’s left wrist and activated the watch to check his stats.

He expected it to read the usual, somewhere in the high 80s or low 90s. But then-

“……?”

Jiho tilted his head.

He blinked, rubbed his eyes, but the number didn’t change.

[Esper Baek Dojin – Guiding Level: 100%]

Huh.

Dojin’s Guiding level… was 100%.