HH | Chapter 6.2

“Torn open is fine. No matter what happens, it’s fine, so don’t just keep staring at my pussy, punish my hole.”

He had seen this in the video too. Instead of punishing him, the other actor had laughed. And with a very gentle thrust of the waist, had melted the back passage away.

“Khh, k-kh!”

When the rough growl finally ended in a long aftertaste, a hot mass slapped onto the split flesh of Eunil’s ass. It melted down thickly. A white thread could be seen stretching long between his thighs.

Eunil wanted to laugh. He wanted to crawl over to Leehyup’s feet and shower them with kisses. Instead, he twitched his hole and swallowed the trace of semen.

Slap!

The next instant, a hand struck his ass.

Slap, and his ass heated up again. His cheeks were pulled taut as if they might flip inside out, and a cold, hard foreign object pressed into the opening.

“Hah! Ah, it hurts, it’s weird!”

“I did as you asked and put my cum on it, so why?”

“Hhic, this, no, ah, sir!”

But what was being shoved into him was not a cock. Even with the same firmness, it was completely different. He could not feel any organic movement from a living body. Ah, this is, this is!

“Hah, put on oil, oil. I can’t take it like this!”

“No way. It’s only a little bigger than Eunil-ssi’s cock.”

Leehyup spoke as if it were no big deal that a cup noodle had come with an extra packet of soup. The stiff object was forced in, pushed forward by sheer strength. The feeling of flesh burning made his whole body burn hot. Eunil turned his head with difficulty.

Reflected in the glossy, luxurious cherrywood built-in cabinet was a white body, wavering. More vividly white than that was rising, tilted between Eunil’s cheeks.

What was stuck in Eunil’s hole was none other than a vase. It was one of the few decorations, a porcelain vase that looked far more valuable as a work of art than as something to put flowers in. He polished it every day. Something like that was now lodged in his hole, making an absurdly elegant show of itself.

Beauty. Flavor. And pleasure.

The sight was unimaginable even in his imagination, and at the same time a strange current crept over him. He was melting under something that did not know how to melt itself. Eunil’s breathing rose with heat. As his belly wriggled, his hole tightened along with it.

“If you want it shoved in all the way, go fetch. Your nose is better than a dog’s when it comes to tracking down oil.”

“Hhngh, hng…”

Eunil pushed up the shoulders that had been propping him off the floor. He took his hand away slowly, one step at a time, like an intruder moving through the dark, but in truth he was only creeping along like a turtle, worried the porcelain might break. He was scared. He was out of breath. Water gathered at the tip of his cock and left a trail with every crawling step.

“Haa… haah… huhng… hn…”

He could feel a gaze staring at him. A deep, dark gleam seemed to be drilling into him with a violence no less than that of the cock itself. His careful, knee-walking crawl was accompanied by panting so heavy it felt like he had run a short distance in ten seconds. His trembling hand on the wall was entirely from excitement.

He had just reached for the oil bottle on the high shelf when his shoulders were grabbed hard and he was turned around to face the other way. His tangled vision went black, and then Leehyup’s tongue invaded him.

The thick flesh rubbed over the mucous lining of his mouth and bounced around restlessly. It turned him into a wreck. The corners of his mouth were smeared with saliva.

“fuck, damn.”

The grinding curse shattered in his mouth. Saliva mixed thickly and slid down his throat. It felt like he was being devoured. The rough kiss, not allowing even a fragment of breath, was like a storm sweeping through.

“Hahng, sir, sir!”

Sir was excited too? What are you excited about, huh? Eunil used his tongue instead of asking what he wanted to ask. He offered his tongue so Leehyup could ravage him as fiercely as he pleased and rubbed his lower body against him. The friction of muscle carried all the way back. The existence of the forgotten vase came alive and swallowed the vibration.

“Ah, ahng!”

Oil flowed along his tailbone. It softened and gathered downward around the vase being swallowed. Leehyup grabbed Eunil’s shaking shoulders at the clear sensation.

He pulled the vase out. He coated it with oil and shoved it back in. After several back-and-forth motions, sounds of melting were already beginning. Light flashed over the matte vase.

Eunil stiffened his body and widened his eyes. His rough breathing tangled with his swollen chest and fell out of rhythm. Tears kept spilling from his trembling eyes, but Eunil could clearly feel it. He was colored in a very fine, appetizing hue and quivering like a sob. His half-shrunken cock was as wet as the vase and dropped cloudy strands of fluid.

The feeling that Leehyup was somehow not skilled kept testing him, but that was as expected a forced thought. Eunil was being stirred by the vase and sprayed cock juice as if pissing himself. No novice could be this human.

A man for whom shame and embarrassment became pleasure all the way through might be filthier than Eunil had thought. How much had to be dug out before someone became like that? Had all that pain been an act?

Leehyup pulled out the vase and stuffed in his own thick fingers. He jumped straight from one to three, carelessly poking and stirring inside. The more the slick oil mixed in, the softer the tight inner walls became, sucking the fingers in. They clung and guided him into the soft interior as if narrowing his throat and sliding him down the passage.

Leehyup, convinced it really was no ordinary hole, yanked them out and shoved them back in hard. When he put them in, he even forced in his pinky, clawing at the mucous membrane.

“Hahk! Ah, it hurts, ah!”

“Have you tried taking four fingers?”

“Huh, ah, no, ah, yes, yes, I have. But, ah, a little gentler, gentler, please.”

“Don’t you think you’re being way too dramatic? A proper young lady wouldn’t act like this.”

“Hngh, but, it’s too, too thick.”

“What the hell… fuck.”

Eunil’s upper body slammed hard into the tiled wall. One leg was hooked over Leehyup’s arm and lifted up. The thick knuckles of his fingers bored through the hole. The red, bloodshot opening expanded to contain the cock.

“What the hell kind of cock did you chew on?”

Leehyup clamped his hand over Eunil’s mouth. He puffed his cheeks and rubbed his tongue hard over the uneven roof of his mouth. The more he rolled his tongue, the more pliant the hole became. It was much easier to move his fingers around in the loosened inner walls.

His body was far too soft to pleasure. A cheap, vulgar body. And yet Leehyup let Eunil shake his pelvis and act shamelessly lewd. He allowed the tongue to explore as it pleased, let him pull off the ceremonial gloves and use his bare hands to stroke down his body.

No, from the start, sticking fingers into an ass made no sense. Sliding his tongue along the nape of his neck and pressing his lips to the sticky-smeared place again and again was nothing like himself at all.

“What did you eat?”

“Hah, uhng, sir.”

“How much, what the hell did you eat for this to happen?”

This. Why did it make him want to leave handprints everywhere, why did it make him desperate to soak him through?

“Why.”

Leehyup lifted Eunil’s leg again. He pushed it up toward his chest so the thigh muscles sank deep, then brought the head of his cock to the place where his fingers were inside. He shoved the shaft in all at once. The hole clamped down as if it might snap shut. His waist muscles throbbed like a pulse.

“Hah! Ah, gently, if you do it that hard!”

“I feel like you’re asking for so much. I’m starting to get annoyed.”

And then Leehyup kissed Eunil. Unlike the rough sucking of his tongue, the act of ramming inside grew slow and heavy. The hand rubbing his side moved up as if supporting his chest. Eunil flinched when a fingertip brushed his nipple.

Wasn’t the nipple a pleasure point too? Suddenly he remembered the face that had collapsed when this place had been touched. Leehyup rolled Eunil’s nipple between his thumb and finger.

“Hngh!”

The brow that had not loosened lifted cleanly. The hole he had been clamping down on loosened for a moment and discharged the pent-up current at once. The feeling of impending release flooded him. Leehyup managed that heat by slapping his ass.

“Huhk, ng, it hurts, slowly!”

Eunil’s body swayed like a conifer in front of wind and rain, and his knees buckled. Every time that happened, thick muscle rose in Leehyup’s arm.

He was yanked up abruptly. Because of that, the secretly protected place took a direct hit. Eunil’s tear-filled eyes shot wide open. The soft line of his cheekbones trembled. A sensation clearly different from anything he had felt before spread through his whole body and forced his lower back to curve like a bow.

“Hngh, ah! There, ahh, sir, sir!”

Eunil’s head was thrown far back. His sharp jawline, pulled up with it, trembled hard. Before he had time to hold back, Eunil came against Leehyup’s abdomen.

With the intense pleasure that felt like it might drill through his head, his hole kept pulsing, no, even harder. It felt like his cock was being torn apart. Like his gums, covering the roots of his teeth, were being chewed to bits. Leehyup’s release was no less fierce, spraying semen as if casting it out in all directions.

Because it happened so fast, their cocks were both still standing hard, not even knowing they had ejaculated. Thump, thump, some sound whose source he could not tell pounded against his eardrums as if they might burst.

“Huh, something’s weird, sir, it feels like something’s about to happen, stop, stop!”

“Then stop biting it. Your hole is right now, kheuk, fuck.”

“No, haang, I’m going crazy, ah, sir, sir!”

I’m scared, I’m scared! Eunil felt as if he were standing on one foot at the edge of his own self, battered by a storm. Beneath him was a pitch-black cliff. If he fell there, what would happen? Was that place hell, or heaven?

“Hah, yes, good, good, there, more, more!”

Eunil cried out low. Saliva dripped from the corners of his smiling mouth. Everything in his vision was blurred and swaying, but his senses were still sharp as a red-hot iron spear.

Ah, good, good! If it was like this, then hell or heaven or anywhere else would be the same. It did not matter. If all that waited for him was being filled and fucked, he would follow anywhere.

“Haa, I want to kiss, I want to kiss. I want to suck your tongue.”

Eunil stuck out his tongue. He wet his lips thoroughly and flicked them in the air. Leehyup’s cock thrust deep into that place, that hell or heaven, or maybe both. Ahhk, Eunil’s waist jolted like a fish leaping over the sea. His eyes rolled back so only the whites showed in flickers.

“Hanng, ahng!”

“You want to swallow it all? Are you always this greedy?”

“Uh-huh, yes! Touch my nipples too. Pinch them. Aang, rub my chest full.”