VSP 178

For a while, the bedroom was filled with heavy, labored breathing. As the weather turned cold, the shut windows kept the hot, stuffy air trapped inside. Even though the heating wasn’t on, the room was unbearably hot.

As Dogyeong took off his own shirt, he tried to help Sejun remove his completely soaked shirt as well, but his hand froze when he saw Sejun’s nipples, plump and swollen, through the fabric.

This might turn me on even more.

Dogyeong slipped his hand under Sejun’s stomach and lifted him to his feet.

“Ah, uhh!”

Before he knew it, he’d positioned Sejun’s hole against his own fiercely erect cock and thrust it deep inside.

Sejun, now perched on Dogyeong’s thighs like a child, flailed his limbs. He groaned and struggled to push Dogyeong off.

“What the hell? Why are you getting hard again and just shoving it in like that, you crazy bastard!”

“Huh? Well, because I’m horny.”

He wasn’t making any sense! Sejun trembled, but when Dogyeong refused to back down, he leaned his back against Dogyeong’s firm chest.

As a result, the thing inside him went in even deeper, making him gag, but he had no confidence he could hold himself up with just the strength of his own hips.

The cock pulsing inside him made his whole body burn with heat.

Just a moment ago, they’d been going at it like animals in heat, but now, sitting on top of him with Dogyeong’s cock still inside him didn’t feel nearly as bad as he’d initially feared.

It felt as if he’d grown accustomed to being like this with him.

“Mmm.”

Sejun relaxed his body. He rubbed the back of his head against Dogyeong’s thick chest muscles, which he secretly liked. His slightly relaxed opening gently took in the member inside.

Ah, this is even better than I thought…

It felt better and better. Before he knew it, even the thought that he should stop had vanished, and his body naturally began to squeeze the object inside him.

Startled by the gentle squeeze, Dogyeong’s hips twitched, and he let out a hollow laugh.

“Seo Sejun.”

“Mmm.”

“You’re taking your time.”

Dogyung thrust his hips. The cock, which had been repeating slow, shallow thrusts in time with his breathing before slowly withdrawing, slammed deep inside him.

“Ugh, hmmph!”

Sejun, who had clenched tightly around what was inside him, shook his head.

“Ha, don’t….”

“Don’t?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Don’t… Sejun leaned his back against Dogyeong’s chest again. Like an obedient dog, Dogyeong stopped immediately and clenched his teeth.

“Ha, what kind of torture is this?”

After briefly gauging Sejun’s reaction, Dogyeong began to move his hips very gently. The slick interior made a squelching sound as it tightened around Dogyeong’s member.

“Ah, ah, uh….”

“Haa.”

Unlike usual, his hip movements were slow. The sensation of shallow thrusts was gentle, but instead of being intense, it felt wetter and warmer than usual.

More than anything, the anticipation was almost unbearable.

Cha Dogyeong kneaded Sejun’s chest with one hand before teasing the tips of his nipples with his fingertips, while his other hand stroked Sejun’s cock up and down.

Feeling his mouth go dry, Sejun moistened his lips with his tongue.

The occasional touch tracing his smooth abs or circling the opening that swallowed Dogyeong so greedily felt frustratingly insufficient.

More, more…

Sejun finally couldn’t hold back any longer. He placed his hands on Dogyeong’s thighs, lifted his body slightly, then sat down.

Slap!

The sound of flesh slapping together was loud and intense.

“Ah, ahh! Huh, hmm.”

“Ugh… Seo Sejun.”

“Ah, I love it….”

It felt so good. Sejun, who had always been passive until now, was going crazy with pleasure as he pounded the spot he loved all on his own.

Without even realizing that he was moving his hips while still impaled on Cha Dogyeong’s cock, Sejun began to move his hips.

His hole, now soft and relaxed to the point of feeling no pain, had become as sensitive as possible; wherever Dogyeong’s cock entered, it clenched tightly around him as he thrust deeper inside.

Realizing that moving back and forth felt more comfortable and pleasurable than moving up and down, Sejun immediately put this new knowledge into practice.

As he did, Dogyeong’s cock probed even deeper inside him.

“Ah, uh.”

Ah, right there.

Sejun, who had been moving vigorously, quickly found the spot that had made him feel good during their previous encounter.

That spot he’d felt when Cha Dogyeong had thrust all the way in earlier. A place that felt like it shouldn’t be penetrated.

But the pleasure was real. Sejun didn’t hesitate and strained to take Dogyeong’s cock even deeper inside him.

“Mmm.”

With Dogyeong’s cock buried as deep inside him as possible, Sejun rubbed his soft buttocks against Dogyeong’s groin, delighted that Dogyeong’s cock had penetrated him so deeply it sent shivers down his spine.

For Sejun, he was just pursuing maximum pleasure, but for Dogyeong, whose arms and legs were suddenly bound, there was no greater torture.

“Hah.”

Sejun had been so shy that he’d thought something like this was a distant possibility. Dogyeong clenched his teeth.

Damn it, I’m going crazy.

Even though the tantalizing pleasure continued, Dogyeong exercised maximum patience at the sight of Sejun, who was completely lost in the moment, moving his hips on his own. He glanced down at the movement of Sejun’s buttocks rubbing against him.

Sejun grinded his butt against Dogyeong’s pubic hair, oblivious to the scratchy sensation. He rubbing his hole against Dogyeong’s crotch until his butt turned red.

In the end, Dogyeong couldn’t hold back.

He grabbed Sejun’s waist as he moved his hips in a slow motion.

“Huh?”

He lifted Sejun’s body, weighing over 70 kilograms, as easily as if he were picking up a doll, and abruptly lowered him onto his cock.

Slap.

“Ah, ahh!”

The sound of flesh slapping together was far louder than when Sejun had been moving on his own.

Sejun’s body trembled and he reached back to push Dogyeong’s chest away. He meant to stop him, even just a little, but Dogyeong couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Huff! Uh, huff……”

“Haa……”

Dogyeong bit down on Sejun’s earlobe.

“Ugh!”

Ah, that feels good……

If he’d been in his right mind, he would’ve felt ashamed that he was getting off from just having his ear bitten, but Sejun was already out of his mind.

Feeling his body tremble, he stared at his cock, which was erect to the limit sway in the air. Unable to hold back any longer, he came.

As he watched the semen drip and stain the sheets once more, he felt Dogyeong wrap his arms tightly around his waist from behind.

Still buried deep inside him, Dogyeong came as well.

A single tear fell from Sejun’s eye. When the stimulation is too intense, tears flow. Realizing once again the fact he’d inadvertently discovered today, Sejun leaned his back against Dogyeong’s chest.

“Mmh, Dogyeong… don’t pull out. Okay? Keep thrusting.”

“Ha, seriously, Seo Sejun.”

Even though his tongue was tied and his words slurred, what he said was the spiciest thing he’d said since they’d met.

Before they knew it, they were both soaked in sweat.

Just as Sejun wanted, Dogyeong didn’t pull out but kept his cock deep inside. This time, he finally stripped Sejun of the rest of his clothes and pressed his moist lips against his back.

The once smooth, pale skin quickly turned red under his touch. Satisfied, Dogyeong spoke.

“I thought I’d be the one going crazy today.”

It was Sejun who had unexpectedly gone wild during their lovemaking. Dogyeong didn’t mind it at all, in fact, he liked it. It would be nice if Sejun were this proactive in their lovemaking every time.

Unfortunately, the person Dogyeong loved was much more shy than he appeared, so it would likely be quite a while before he saw this side of him again.

Dogyeong kissed the back of Sejun’s ear and his smooth cheek. Sejun turned to look at him, his gaze unfocused.

“Seo Sejun.”

“Mm-hmm.”

“I love you.”

Sejun, who had been staring at Dogyeong with half-closed eyes, kissed those that had just spoken those words.

“Me too.”

***

When Sejun asked, “Is it okay if I cook?” Na Yookyung shouted “Yes!” as if she’d been waiting for that moment.

Since this was the first time the whole group was gathering, and since she invited them over to her house, she probably felt it wouldn’t be right to just serve takeout. Seeing her sincerely welcoming them, Sejun, who had been scratching his cheek, decided to prepare the meal himself.

Since Cha Dogyeong was running a bit late due to work, Sejun went grocery shopping alone and arrived at Na Yookyung’s house. As soon as he started cooking, he found himself surrounded by the two women and showered with all sorts of compliments.

“Wow, you really…”

“This is amazing.”

Choi Yerin, who had arrived early to help, and the homeowner, Na Yookyung, ended up playing the role of admiring spectators, marveling at Sejun’s cooking every step of the way, rendering their offer of help completely redundant.

“This is insane. Were you always this good at cooking? This is amazing.”

Na Yookyung, who had tasted the food, couldn’t stop raving about it. Embrassed, Sejun scratched the back of his head.

Although he had prepared with great care, mainly out of fear of disappointing them, Sejun hadn’t expected to receive such a storm of praise, and he was excited.