RB 144

Before the front door could even close, their lips crashed together. The desire to suck each other’s tongues was far more dominant than the thought of taking off their shoes.

They barely managed to enter the house, but their blind steps failed to find their bearings. They managed to walk somehow, but they constantly bumped into walls, and no one was paying proper attention to their surroundings.

Amidst the sounds of rough breathing and the sucking of flesh, scarves, jumpers, and coats fell to the floor one after another. The clothes they had cast off were frequently kicked up by their feet.

“Haa, ah.”

Eunho took a deep breath, the air catching in his throat. No sooner had they pulled away than Yeorok’s lips covered his again. He couldn’t even turn his head because Yeorok’s hands were cupping his cheeks. Instead of rejecting him, Eunho pulled his shoulders closer with all his might.

No matter how much they kissed, it wasn’t enough. Saliva was dripping profusely, yet the inside of his mouth felt like it was burning dry. He was trembling, and it felt breathtakingly good. Just the thought of their bodies intertwined already made his lower body feel like it was about to explode. With their lips pressed together, Eunho squeezed out words that sounded like moans.

“Hmph, wait a moment…”

“Why?”

“Water… some water.”

Yeorok lifted Eunho up and took a step forward. He went to the dark kitchen, seated Eunho on the table, and brought out a bottle of mineral water just as he had requested.

“Drink slowly.”

“…Yes.”

Eunho tilted the bottle and drank the lukewarm water in several sips. Yeorok could no longer wait and stared sucking on Eunho’s neck.

Not content with tickling his flesh, he even licked the pulsating Adam’s apple; unable to swallow, Eunho let the water drip down his face. Yeorok licked up even the water dripping down his chin with a sweet gulp.

“Chairman.”

When he called out in a small voice, Yeorok finally understood Eunho’s intention. There was no need to rush. He struggled to regain his bearings as he pushed back his disheveled bangs.

“I was so excited I forgot.”

He pulled out a chair at the dining table and sat down. Yeorok tilted his head back and looked up at Eunho sitting at the table like he was watching a performance.

“Go ahead. I’ll watch.”

His words fell, neither an order nor permission. After regaining his composure, Choi Yeorok looked somewhat amused. No, it would be more accurate to say he looked expectant.

“…….”

Eunho closed the water bottle and placed it far away. He let out a long sigh through his nose, releasing the tension ingrained in his body. He had braced himself long ago. There was no need to hold back now.

He crossed his arms and grabbed the hem of the hoodie before pulling it back. He lifted his hips slightly, stripped off his pants, underwear, and even his socks. As he slowly became naked, his skin grew cold. He could feel the chill of the marble table just as vividly.

Without even touching it, his penis was standing erect. Eunho let out another breath and traced his fingers from the base to the tip. With every friction between his palm and the foreskin, sticky precum oozed from the glans. As more pre-ejaculatory fluid accumulated, the sticky sounds grew louder.

“Hng… ngh.”

Moans escaped from his lips. It wasn’t the first time he had masturbated in front of Choi Yeorok, yet he felt so embarrassed his hands and feet curled up. It was probably that persistent gaze that was the cause. Choi Yeorok hadn’t touched him with a single fingertip, but his gaze was licking Eunho’s entire body.

“Rub your nipples too. Stretch out the flesh.”

The spectator requested. Eunho twisted and pulled on his nipple with his other hand, just as Yeorok used to do for him. In fact, every sexual act Eunho performed was learned from Yeorok, so his touch bore a resemblance to his.

Familiar pain and pleasure triggered excitement. Eunho gasped for breath. His gaze fell upon the man in front of him. Yeorok sat in the darkness, his eyes shone with an unusually cold intensity.

They were eyes filled with excitement. They were eyes seething with base thoughts. Although adorned with flawless perfection, Yeorok overlapped with a beast steeped in carnal desire. That made Eunho’s breath race.

The desire Yeorok revealed disarmed a person to this extent. Eunho bit his trembling lip and swallowed the saliva that had gathered.

“Are you okay?”

“I can handle it.”

Yeorok’s center, covered by his suit pants, was swollen. Eunho extended his right leg and gently rubbed Yeorok’s crotch with the tip of his toe. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his ankle. Yeorok grabbed his ankle and looked at him as if he were about to eat him.

Eunho put his other leg on the table. His crotch, which he would never expose to others, was spread wide open. Untouched for nearly a year, his hole looked small and tight.

“…….”

He decided to show him how he fingered himself. He thought there was nothing to be ashamed of now that he had already stripped down to his dick and his hole, but it wasn’t easy when he actually tried to do it. Eunho hesitated for a while, rubbing only the folds.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s been a while… I think it might hurt.”

Yeorok let out a small snort. His cock, pressed against the sole of Eunho’s foot, grew even bigger.

“Do you want me to lick it?”

Eunho shook his head. Even in the darkness, it was clearly visible that his face was bright red.

“There’s nothing to use as lubricant. It’s not like this is the first time you’ve had your ass licked, so why are you suddenly embarrassed?”

“Later… after I wash up.”

He didn’t say no. That alone deserved praise. Yeorok placed the ankle he held in his hand on the edge of the table. Leaning comfortably against the backrest, he signaled that he did not intend to offer any assistance.

Eunho’s crotch opened even wider than before, even the crimson folds stretched out to the sides. Eunho carefully brought his finger, wet with pre-ejaculate, to his hole. He pushed aside the folds and inserted his middle finger into his hole; as expected, it felt tight. He poked and prodded his finger, taming the narrow opening.

“…Hmph.”

Even though it wasn’t the first time, the fingers clumsily widened the space. As he pushed in his index finger, suppressed moans escaped his mouth. Perhaps he was trembling even more because Yeorok was watching.

If he lifted his eyes just a little, he could see Choi Yeorok. Eunho visually licked the straight fingers of the man who was observing him. As he recalled the sensation of those long fingers opening his body, his hole twitched, and his inner walls tightened their grip on the fingers.

“How is it?”

“Tight.”

“Right. Your hole is tight. Two fingers aren’t nearly enough.”

Even while engaging in conversation, Eunho did not stop his hand. His inner walls burned from the repeated friction. He struggled so hard that he wondered if the process of spreading those tight walls had always been this difficult.

Soon, the sound of a chair being pushed was heard. Yeorok, who had risen and approached before anyone realized it, whispered into Eunho’s ear.

“Tell me more.”

The sound of a zipper being unzipped echoed from an unseen spot. Eunho obediently described the sensations on his fingertips.

“It’s hot… Haa, tight.”

“Think I can fit?

The hard glans slowly rubbed between his parted fingers. It was ready to squeeze into the gap at any moment if only he were allowed.

Eunho shook his head. Because of this, his posture crumbled. Yeorok was drawn like a magnet to Eunho, who was practically lying down. However, he kept a safe distance, resting one hand on the table.

“Keep going.”

It was difficult to gauge the level of excitement from his monotone voice alone. However, the penis Yeorok was holding had grown so fat that it was difficult to grip with just one hand. The heat emanating from the mass of flesh was intense.

Along with the erotic scent, Yeorok’s strong body odor made Eunho feel as though he were losing his mind. Nevertheless, he kept his fingers moving diligently. He was completely naked, yet Choi Yeorok was fully clothed, even his shirt and tie intact. Perhaps aroused by this disparity, his breathing became even more rapid.

As Yeorok leaned forward, his tie tickled the area near Eunho’s chest. Yeorok slowly stroked his dick while never taking his eyes off Eunho. From the sound of his breaths and the damp sensation created by the friction with the mucous membranes to the scent of his skin rising from his feverish body, everything was so stimulating that it was hard to let go.

“Eunho.”

“…….”

“Do you need help?”

Eunho quickly closed his slightly parted lips. His white teeth bit down on his lower lip. Sim Eunho never readily asked for anything. He endured and endured before finally asking for help. He did so even though Yeorok could have given up his bones, his flesh, and even Haegang if he wanted.

Eunho bit his lip and closed his eyes; he finally managed to speak.

“Chairman… please cum in my hole.”

“Gladly.”

Yeorok replied curtly, his hand moving faster. He bent over to share a kiss with Eunho. As their wet flesh rubbed against each other, lewd sounds rang out up and down. Since he had reached his limit, it didn’t take long to ejaculate.

Thick semen spurted. Because the glans was pressed against Euho’s hole beforehand, the semen entered the gaping opening without spillage. Using the semen as a lubricant, Eunho’s fingers moved much more easily. The squelching sound was audible enough to be heard explicitly.

After going in and out so much, he had forgotten his original purpose. It had become unclear whether it was simply to widen his rear end or to show Yeorok a different side of himself. On top of that, the mucous membrane was gradually loosening up, but while the hole expanded, the stimulation Eunho wanted did not come.