RB 73

Meanwhile, Yeorok leisurely climbed onto the bed. A series of brief kisses, like greetings, rained down on the stiff Sim Eunho.

Sim Eunho, who had been sitting with his back half-upright, could no longer hold himself up and collapsed onto his back. Before he knew it, their limbs were completely tangled.

 As he exhaled a trembling sigh, Yeorok smiled faintly and gently brushed away Eunho’s disheveled bangs.

“The medicine seems to be kicking in?”

“…I don’t know.”

“What if the person who took it doesn’t know?”

With that, their lips met. Tongues slithered and tangled together, incomparable to the brief kisses before. Rough breaths mingled with damp skin, their bellies, groins, and smooth thighs rubbed together intensely. 

As their completely bare skin pressed against each other repeatedly, Sim Eunho’s excitement reached its peak. His entire body had become hypersensitive; there was no doubt now that the drug was working perfectly.

Yeorok lowered his head and sucked on Sim Eunho’s chest. His wet tongue traced the areola and nipple in long strokes, then sucked hard, causing Sim Eunho to jerk his hips repeatedly.

“Mmm.”

A moan unlike any he’d ever heard erupted. This bold expression of pleasure, unashamedly vocal, was unlike the Sim Eunho he knew.

“I can hear your heart pounding.”

Yeorok said, flicking his tongue over his fully erect nipple. He could feel the pulsing vibrations against his face from his chest. Sim Eunho’s heart was pumping so violently, it felt like it might rip through his ribcage.

As if in corresponding reward, Yeorok gripped and shook Sim Eunho’s cock. With a gasping moan, Sim Eunho threw his head back, drowning in the pleasure Yeorok was feeding him.

“Hmph, ugh, uhh! Huh!”

Just one pill, and the moans were pouring out. Pre-cum dripped from his cock.

Everything clearly showed just how much Sim Eunho was feeling right now.

Yeorok reached out and snatched the items placed on the side table. An unopened bottle of lubricant and a box of condoms. Even absent-minded Sim Eunho clearly recognized what they were.

“I’m pretty nervous too.”

“……”

“It’s my first time having sex with a man.”

Lying down, Sim Eunho quietly watched Yeorok’s actions. The way he grabbed his own cock and shook it to get it hard, then bit through the condom wrapper with his teeth, looked like a scene straight out of porn. He claimed to be nervous, but his actions were completely unhurried.

Before he knew it, Eunho sat up awkwardly, his back stiff, staring blankly at the space between Yeorok’s legs. Like someone encountering a new invention, his gaze was fixed solely on the rubber sheath.

Yeorok, fingering the condom, asked casually.

“Is this your first time seeing one?”

Eunho nodded.

“I know what it is…”

A sigh mixed with laughter escaped Yeorok’s lips. To speak as if encountering a condom for the first time at his age. It was nothing short of awkward. Yeorok placed the condom in Eunho’s hand and positioned his own penis before him.

“Gently squeeze the tip and roll it over the glans. Yes, the part you’re holding, Sim Eunho-ssi, is the reservoir.”

Even though he was just explaining the method, each word sounded like dirty talk. Eunho bit his lip and put the condom on exactly as Yeorok instructed.

“Cover all the way down to the base.”

“…….”

“You’re doing great. It’s no big deal, right?”

Sim Eunho was a natural learner. For someone so timid, he possessed considerable curiosity and a strong desire to explore. This made teaching him all the more rewarding. Yeorok adjusted the condom Eunho had put on with his own hands.

“Just in case you didn’t know, sizes vary. Sim Eunho-ssi, you’re probably a medium, right?”

“Ah…”

“But you probably won’t need it.”

Eunho nodded silently. In all the sex videos he’d watched countless times, he’d never seen Choi Yoonho use a condom. The same went for the other people Choi Yoonho was with.

He hadn’t particularly questioned it. After all, what he’d learned in school was that condoms were contraceptive devices.

“…Chairman.”

“Why?”

“I’m a guy, and I can’t get pregnant. Why are you doing this?”

Yeorok slowly lifted his gaze. His narrowed eyes were piercing. To the impertinent question, Yeorok replied in a voice devoid of humor.

“I don’t have sex without a condom.”

He pushed Eunho down onto the bed. Then, flipping the tube-shaped lubricant upside down and squeezing it hard, a thin liquid flowed out in a steady stream.

The lukewarm lubricant hit Eunho’s groin directly, thoroughly soaking his scrotum and the crevice between his buttocks. It felt different from olive oil. More watery, perhaps? But the sensation was similar.

Eunho swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth as he stared at the ceiling.

“Kneel and spread your legs.”

Following Yeorok’s instruction, he opened his legs wide. Even trying to hold back, his thighs trembled. The shaking must have made his thigh flesh jiggle visibly. Unable to endure it, he closed his eyes tightly.

Yeorok deliberately squeezed one side of Eunho’s buttock flesh. He scooped up lubricant, coating his own finger, then spread the pooled lubricant evenly across the crevice of his buttocks.

Each time his finger moved over the opening, Eunho’s waist jerked. His reaction was startling enough to surprise him.

But today, he had no intention of letting him off. The time already wasted was more than enough. 

Yeorok had already shown Eunho more than enough leniency.

As he gently probed, determined to smooth out the tight folds, the already tense back passage clenched shut. Its stance, refusing any entry, infuriated him.

“How are we supposed to fuck like this?” Yeorok laughed dryly.

“Relax, you’ll hurt yourself.”

His tone was concerned, but it was essentially a warning. Eunho understood this and forced himself to try and relax.

In that moment, the middle finger pushed in a little. The horrifying sensation was enough to bring back memories of that day. Eunho shuddered, his shoulders jerking.

But Yeorok ignored it and continued pushing his finger in.

 As he went deeper, Eunho’s spread thighs visibly twitched and his waist stiffened. That agonizing tension transmitted vividly to the finger pressed against his inner wall. Yeorok focused all his attention on his fingertip. They say just pressing the prostate makes eyes roll back, but it was hard to find. Since it was a body part he was touching for the first time, Yeorok also needed time to get used to it. 

He probed here and there, but the space felt so cramped that even fitting a single finger inside was a tight squeeze.

How could a cock possibly fit in here? The longer it took, the more awkward he felt.

Trying to find that spot, he felt like he might end up killing someone. That’s how hard Eunho was struggling to hold on. The shock of the finger insertion must have revived some old memory.

His body, which should have been exhausted after just washing, felt like cold ice. He kept retching above his head. He was trying to hold it in, covering his mouth, but the reflexes couldn’t be hidden.

Finally, the sound of sniffling came too. Seeing Sim Eunho crying secretly, Yeorok’s mind turned cold.

“You’re such a handful.”

At the irritated tone, Eunho froze, unable to make a sound.

While he held his breath, Yeorok gripped Eunho’s penis and slowly lowered his face. Unlike before, he took the limp penis into his mouth and sucked gently. Eunho gasped in shock and clamped his legs together.

“Wh-what are you doing?!”

“I’m sucking your dick, Sim Eunho.”

The reply came as if it were the most natural thing. Yeorok extended his tongue, gently licking the pinkish glans. Even seeing it, he couldn’t believe it. Eunho kept pushing the bed with his feet, trying to escape.

“Stop it, ugh, it’s dirty.”

“What’s dirty? You washed your fingers until they were all puffy, didn’t you?”

Yeorok deliberately slid down the shaft and slowly licked Eunho’s scrotum. He must have scrubbed so thoroughly that the scent of soap lingered strongly even on his most private parts.

Then he took his pitifully trembling cock into his mouth. As he sucked it, it stiffened instantly, and salty pre-cum dripped steadily from the slit.

Yeorok seized the moment, resuming his exploration with his fingers. The direct stimulation from his cock drowned out Eunho’s resistance. 

The gagging stopped, and only whimpers escaped his parted lips. 

Eunho barely lifted his head, his lips clenched tightly. The sight of Yeorok taking his penis into his mouth was shocking, even upon seeing it again. It must be the first time he’d ever sucked a man’s cock, yet why was he so skilled? With his head buried between his thighs, Eunho dared not close his legs.

Just then, a jolt of sensation shot through his waist.

“Ah!”

Startled, Eunho kicked Yeorok’s shoulder with his right foot. Yeorok was equally taken aback by the sudden kick.

But his surprise was fleeting. Yeorok’s long, narrow eyes narrowed further. After a long search, he’d found the source.

“Here, then.”

Pressing the same spot firmly once more, Eunho’s lower abdomen convulsed. Unable to endure it, he tried desperately to escape.

“Huh, bathroom… uh, I want to go to the bathroom.”

No way. Yeorok pinned down his groin with his forearm and relentlessly jabbed the sensitive spot. 

The prostate, whose location had been unknown, gradually swelled, asserting its presence.

This should make things a bit easier now. Yeorok seized the opportunity to push his index finger in further. With two thick fingers, he relentlessly probed the spot Eunho was feeling, while his other hand stroked his penis.

“Huh, ugh! Ugh!”

Eunho writhed on the bed. His hips bucked up and down, his lower abdomen tensed. A faint blush began to spread across his previously pale skin. Repeated waves of pleasure drenched his face, chest, and kneecaps in lustful moisture.

“Ugh, hmm, it feels weird.”

“How exactly?”

“I don’t know… It just feels weird.”

He’s lost it, Yeorok snorted. He didn’t care that Eunho was speaking informally. If anything, it was welcome proof of his intoxicating arousal.

Two fingers entered the narrow opening, diligently stretching the passage. The mucous membrane felt slightly looser than before, but the constricting force was still considerable. If it were his cock inside now, it would surely have gone gangrenous.

The hot, wetness felt exactly like Sim Eunho’s mouth.

 The stimulating pressure even made him lean back slightly. He must be out of his mind too. To be thinking like this without having taken a single sip of alcohol.

Then again, wasn’t Sim Eunho, who mistook ordinary effervescent vitamins for an aphrodisiac, the same? Unlike usual, Eunho, who was expressing his feelings directly, was clearly deluding himself that the drug was working properly.

It was probably just instinct, after all.