JD 73

Muheon gently soothed Hakyung, who was whining like a child in front of candy, and opened the bottle. The moment he did, a sweet and refreshing scent wafted out dizzyingly, and Hakyung smacked his lips like he was about to start drooling.

Muheon carefully applied the gel to avoid spilling even a drop and immediately inserted his fingers between into Hakyung’s hole.

The hole that had been holding many fingers until just now accepted his fingers without difficulty once again. So far, Hakyung, who hadn’t felt anything particularly softer or more relaxed in hid muscles aside from the pleasant scent, swallowed hard.

“What, what’s so good about it…? Uh…?”

Hakyung, about to say in a slightly disappointed voice that he didn’t really get what was so great about it, suddenly widened his eyes. His arms tightened around Muheon’s neck. Unable to say another word, he crossed his thighs and wore a flustered expression.

A hot, ticklish, and tingling sensation crept up from below. The problem wasn’t the skin his hands could touch—it was deeper, from within, against his inner walls.

So this is what he meant by feeling good?

Hakyung hadn’t expected the seaweed gel to heighten sensation this quickly. His lips parted silently, as if he wanted to say something, but all that threatened to come out were moans.

“Ahh… it feels, weird…!”

Watching Hakyung twist and squirm in confusion from below, Muheon’s face grew more serious. He started to worry Hakyung might actually pass out at this rate—the gel’s effects were just that potent.

No wonder Dok Gojin always looked so smug whenever he talked about it…

The effect was even stronger than expected.

Muheon pulled his fingers out of Hakyung’s hole. Even that seemed to be a huge stimulus, as saliva dripped from the corners of Hakyung’s mouth.

Muheon briefly clicked his tongue and licked the drool that Hakyung had spilt. Even where his tongue touched, tiny goosebumps could be seen forming.

“Are you okay? Do you want me to wipe it off?”

Muheon, who had patted Hakyung’s cheek, pointed down and asked. Despite being overwhelmed by excessive pleasure, Hakyung quickly shook his head.

He didn’t know when he would ever be able to fully embrace the boss again if not now. Hakyung moved his trembling hand and grabbed Muheon’s genitals. It was a size that couldn’t fit in one hand.

“Hurry up, just get it over with, Haa, huh!”

“Ha…!”

Hakyung forcefully pulled Muheon’s cock. Muheon let out a hollow laugh at the tremendous force and lunged at Hakyung, biting his lips.

Hakyung struggled with his aggressive kiss but didn’t pull away. Instead, he eagerly thrust his hips forward, trying to align his flat stomach with Muheon’s.

As if it were some kind of primer, just a little bit of gel was applied, and Hakyung’s buttocks became all sticky.

Muheon rubbed the abundant fluid with his palm. His glistening skin looked quite appealing. Without suppressing the corners of his mouth that naturally curled up, Muheon wrapped his hand around Hakyung’s hand that was gripping his cock.

As the back of Hakyung’s palm, heated and burning, touched the palm of his hand, a nervous sigh escaped Muheon.

He carelessly stroked his own cock that Hakyung was holding, aligned the tip with Hakyung’s hole. Even though it had become soft and loose, it seemed impossible to fit two at once, so he decided to insert just one for now.

But as if he knew what he was thinking, Hakyung muttered softly.

“Put them all in.”

“All…?”

“One is not enough, huh…!”

The stimulation went from ticklish to painful and back again. Hakyung could only think about wanting the boss to fuck him. Otherwise, he felt like he might lose his mind at any moment.

With tears welling up in his eyes and struggling, Hakyung, with some kind of audacity, kept urging Muheon on.

He didn’t even know Muheon was trying to take it slow for his sake. However, Muheon also wasn’t in a relaxed situation, so he nodded.

“If it hurts, tell me. No, I might not understand through words, so hit me.”

“Got it, so hurry up…!”

At Hakyung’s urging, Muheon positioned both glans at the hole. Whether it was the effect of the gel or not, the entrance was definitely more moist and softer than usual.

Muheon slowly thrust his waist. The hole, usually struggled with even a single cock, even if was still just the glans, but it began to swallow the cocks.

“Ah…! Ugh…!”

He let out a small squeal at the sensation of being stretched down there. He did expect it to hurt, even with the most potent gel, but it did hurt a little too much.

Not only did it feel like he was going to tear apart, but he was also worried that hid bones might be dislocated.

To alleviate Hakyung’s pain even a little, Muheon gently stroked his small penis with his hand. Although the pain didn’t completely disappear, the penis grew larger, as if it liked being in the boss’s hand.

As Muheon’s cocks, which had been gradually filling the hole from the glans, eventually slid all the way in, Hakyung let out a small sigh upon feeling his smooth pubic bone touch his buttocks.

“Haa, they’re in…… Haa…….”

His voice was trembling, but it was still full of joy. Hakyung sniffed, then kissed Muheon on the cheek. Despite that pitiful and painful expression, Muheon’s mindless cocks only grew bigger and bigger.

Is it because Hakyung spoilt him with endless love? As soon as the two cocks thrust inside, they grew in size on their own, and now he can even feel the bulging veins.

What if they don’t come out—what then? That anxious thought filled Hakyung’s small head.

He realized that if not now, then maybe never again… and that without the gel’s help, it just wouldn’t be possible. With that, Hakyung did his best to endure the pain mixed in with the pleasure.

“Hakyung… can I move?”

“Y-yeah. Yeah…!”

Hakyung quickly nodded. This might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Since it had come to this, they had to see it through to the end.

Muheon, having received Hakyung’s permission, clenched his jaw. No matter how fine it seemed, if he moved as he pleased, an accident would surely happen.

To regain his composure, Muheon clenched his jaw once more. His sharp teeth tore into his cheek, causing it to bleed, but it was okay. It was better than losing his sanity and hurting Hakyung.

Muheon, caressed Hakyung’s forehead and moved his waist. Every time he moved, the veiny pillars pressed against various parts of Hakyung’s inner walls, making Hakyung writhe in agony.

It didn’t take long before he was pressing wherever he felt and wherever he didn’t feel, and before long, Hakyung was almost wailing.

“Haaah!”

Hakyung’s whole body trembled. Muheon, who was vigorously thrusting his hips, looked at Hakyung’s cock in his hand. However, nothing flowed out the plump cock.

Judging by the way his inner walls were convulsing like crazy and clinging tight, there was no doubt he’d climaxed.

“Ha, looks like you came from the back.”

“W-what does that… wait, ah! Boss… hngh…!”

“That’s a relief.”

Hakyung frowned at Muheon, who let out a small laugh—but he didn’t even have the energy to get annoyed, let alone angry.

His vision suddenly became blurry, and his whole body trembled like a leaf. It was the same reaction as when he was about to climax, but there was no semen on the boss’s hand.

For a moment, Muheon was puzzled, but upon realising that his husband was feeling good, Muheon decided to give a little leeway to his restrained movements.

“It means you can swallow both of my dicks and still feel good.”

“Th-this is…?”

“Yeah. That’s impressive.”

His black eyes darkened further. At the same time, the slow movements of his waist gained strength and began to quicken.

Hakyung felt like he couldn’t breathe. It felt like the boss’s penises were filling him up to his throat. His cock, being stroked mercilessly by the boss’s hand, was dripping with who knows what, and it stung like being whipped, making a squelching sound.

Nevertheless, instead of being scared, his heart felt light. He was happy to be able to engage in such naughty and lovely acts with the boss.

Tears and snot streaming down hid face, Hakyung called out to Muheon. Responding to each of his calls, Muheon was just as happy as Hakyung, if not more so. It was a sense of fulfilment he had never felt even once in his several hundred years of life.

The love given by this tiny river dolphin was greater and more beautiful than anything else. Just thinking of Kang Hakyung made him smile.

Muheon buried his nose in Hakyung’s shoulder, which was filled with his scent. It was a sweet and alluring fragrance that he would gladly accept even if it meant living buried in it for the rest of his life.

Something caught Hakyung’s eye as he was fiddling with Muhun’s hair, which was tickling the back of his neck.

Black scales. It was a trace of the boss’s true form that occasionally appeared during sex. Hakyung cautiously placed his hand on his black, shining scales, which had spread more than usual.