JD 39

“Ah, my butt…”

“Yeah, Kang Hakyung’s butt is delicious.”

The sound of someone smacking their lips echoed blatantly from behind. Hakyung screamed internally and wiggled his hips to try to get away even just a little. But he couldn’t escape even 5cm and got bitten on his butt again…

Before long, Hakyung’s once pale buttocks had turned pink from Muheon’s light teasing.

Muheon looked proudly at his work.

“Pretty.”

“Huh, haah…!”

He hadn’t done anything, but Hakyung’s breath was caught in his throat. His chest heaved for a long time, Hakyung slowly straightened his curled body.

His bent knees had started to go numb. The wind was blowing, and Hakyung’s cute penis, which had been hidden, peeked out.

“Wait, isn’t it break time?”

“What have you done to deserve a break?”

“What do you mean by ‘what did you do’? I did everything!”

The wronged Hakyeong screamed. He stripped off his clothes, sucked on his nipples, and even bit his butt…!

“We haven’t even started yet. Come here.”

Muheon, who had lightly brushed off Hakyeong’s opinion, sat on the bed and patted his thigh. He was really being petty, not a single sleeve of his shirt was out of place.

Pursuing his lips, Hakyung lunged at him with a knee strike. He slammed into him with all his might, but the man’s solid body didn’t even flinch, as if it hadn’t taken the slightest blow.

“I’m going to strip you too.”

A small, white hand grabbed Muheon’s shirt. It was such a rough move that it almost seemed like they were ready to fight if they weren’t in a motel.

He struggled to pull Muheon’s shirt off, but it wasn’t easy. Before he could get it off, a large hand grabbed his penis.

“Ugh…!”

At the unexpected stimulus, Hakyung’s grip loosened.

“Why, keep going.”

“Ugh…!”

With one corner of his mouth lifted, the man subtly tilted his chin. However, Hakyung remained frozen like a solid block of ice, unable to move a single finger.

He rolled his eyes and looked down. The boss’s hand was so big that his own penis was completely out of sight. Hakyung’s pride was severely hurt, and he furrowed his brows.

Regardless, Muheon was diligently rolling and fondling the testicles resting in his palm as if they were candy.

The small, soft cock that fits in one hand was so cute and plump that he felt like he could roll it around in his hand for a lifetime. For someone who had never had much interest in other people’s bodies for hundreds of years, it was a completely new sensation.

“Nghh!”

The clear moans that followed heightened his excitement. Muheon sucked on Hakyeong’s nipple while his hands played with his cock.

“Mmmmm…….”

For a moment, Hakyung’s pride was hurt by his size that could be held in one hand, but he soon lost his mind to the pleasure the man was giving him, moaning softly. The thought of stripping the boss had long since passed.

“ Ahhh…!”

His penis, which usually didn’t get much attention, was energized enough to release a white fluid after just a few touches and strokes. Both Hakyung, who had come in an instant, and Muheon, who caught the warm fluid in his palm, were silent for a while.

“That, I mean……! No, I mean……!”

“You sure are fast.”

“Hey, I’m not… I’m not a premature ejaculator, okay?”

“Oh? You even know what that means?”

Muheon smirked and kissed Hakyung on the lips. He stroked his cock nonstop, not bothering to wipe his cum-spattered palm.

He wasn’t prematurely ejaculating, but he ejaculated as soon as he was touched anyway, and the feeling of exhaustion that followed stunned Hakyung.

“Ahhh, don’t touch it, I need to wipe it!”

“Whatever.”

“Wipe it off! Gross, gross!”

After barely prying off the boss’s hand that was still holding his dick, Hakyung hurriedly urged him to wipe it off.

“I’ll go get some tissues. Just a second.”

He slid off the man’s thigh and headed toward the nightstand. That’s when Muheon stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his palm.

Not just once, but several times. Like he was savoring the most delicious honey—determined not to leave a single drop behind.

Hakyung, who had just swung one leg off the bed, froze in place. Compared to this, having his dick grabbed and turning to ice earlier now felt like a lighthearted anecdote.

He… he ate it…

“AAAAAHHH!”

Hakyung let out a scream and quickly grabbed Muheon’s hand. But unfortunately, the semen he’d released had already been completely swallowed by the man. That was it. The end. Game over.

Hakyung, wearing the expression of someone who’d just lost the entire world, glared at Muheon. At the corner of his large eyes hung a single tear—whether from arousal or fury, it was hard to tell.

Muheon gulped audibly, swallowing down even the last traces still in his mouth.

“Tastes pretty good.”

“Don’t say it! Just don’t!”

Something straight out of a porn video was playing out right in front of him, and he was seriously about to lose his mind.

In his head, Hakyung might’ve been a little wild, but compared to Muheon—who was max level both mentally and physically—he was a total newbie, a complete amateur.

Even though he him asked to suck on his nipple, he was scared of having his genitals touched, and while he liked kissing, he had never imagined swallowing semen.

But even as he trembled like a frightened puppy, Hakyung kept stepping forward, one foot at a time. It was unfamiliar and overwhelming, but he didn’t feel the urge to run away. One round of making a fool of himself in front of his boyfriend was more than enough.

Resolving himself, Hakyung opened his arms. As if he’d been waiting for it, the man’s strong arms wrapped around him.

Seated once more on the boss’s firm thigh, Hakyung shared a slow, sticky kiss and squinted his eyes in satisfaction. A deep kiss like this was child’s play by now.

Smack, slurp—he even licked eagerly without being told, and as he did, he ran his hand along Muheon’s broad back. He was still completely naked, while the boss remained fully dressed.

Muheon had stripped him so easily, yet no matter how he tried, Hakyung couldn’t manage to get the man’s clothes off.

“B-boss…”

“Yeah?”

“Aren’t you… going to take your clothes off? Do you, um, maybe have a big dragon tattoo on your back or something?”

Still kissing along Muheon’s jawline, Hakyung voiced his suspicions. Or maybe… he was too embarrassed to show off his eel scales that might pop out at any moment…?

That last part he kept to himself.

Just as he placed his fingers on a button, Muheon naturally took his hand and drew him into another kiss. The kiss deepened, and once again, Hakyung failed to undress the boss.

But who cared if he was clothed or not, when kissing felt this good?

Hakyung, already lost in the kiss, had tiny stars twinkling in his mind.

“Hhaah… mm…”

“Haa…”

Hearing the boss sigh in excitement like this made Hakyung’s feet tingle. It was so blissful to have his lover rubbing his lips against him, playing with his nipples, and rubbing his cock against his.

Hakyung had no intention of lowering the corners of his mouth, which were curled high toward the sky. Instead, he tightened his thighs around Muheon’s waist even more.

In response, the man’s large palm gently caressed his pale thigh. It was both rough and smooth at once, and every time that hand stroked the inside of his thigh, hot puffs of breath burst from Hakyung’s nose, and the little breathing hole at the crown of his head twitched.

The heat was rising, and wearing a hat was starting to feel suffocating. He’d never found it uncomfortable before—he always considered it just another part of his body.

Hakyung hesitated for a moment. No matter how much he liked the boss, was it really okay to take off his hat in front of him?

For a river dolphin beastman, taking off one’s hat in front of someone was like exposing your lifeline. The blowhole at the crown was incredibly delicate and sensitive, and even the slightest mishandling could lead to serious consequences.

That was why river dolphin beastmen wore hats every single day, rain or shine. No one understood the importance of that better than Hakyung.

But still—come on. Who wears a hat during this kind of thing? Besides, it’s not like he hadn’t already shown the boss his other weak spot too.

With bold resolve, proud citizen of South Korea and river dolphin Hakyung threw off his hat.

Thankfully, he’d washed his hair five times that morning, so the hair under his hat was still fluffy and clean.

Muheon flinched briefly at the sudden action, but soon broke into a satisfied smile at the sight of the soft pink hair. He raised his hand and gently toyed with the strands, one by one.

Hakyung, shoulders tensed under the boss’s tender touch, whispered softly:

“Boss… you’ve seen my bare hair now, so you have to take responsibility.”

“Huh…?”

“That means I showed you everything! Hurry up and nod!”

It looked like he’d snap his neck if he didn’t. Pressured by the fierce energy radiating from him, Muheon obediently nodded, and Hakyung smiled like a cat with a full belly.

“Then let’s keep going.”