BHB 51

Simultaneously, a large hand invaded his underwear, sending a jolt of intense sensation up his body. Yeowon tilted his head back, gasping. Even though he was sure he wasn’t small, the hand was large enough to engulf his erect cock. Taegang’s intimidating strength wasn’t just from his powerful fist. His exceptionally large hand size also played a role.

Seeing this hand that he had watched wield such force now gripping his intimately was surreal. He wasn’t just holding it, his thumb was gently caressing the swollen glans, tracing the throbbing veins up and down. Yeowon’s face flushed red as he panted roughly.

Though they had rushed here in a frenzy, his body was still tense, and Taegang sensed it. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to his collarbone, tongue tracing the protruding bone before moving down to caress his firm chest with his mouth. He sucked harshly, his lips massaging the taut muscles. With one hand stroking his cock, the other circled a nipple with his index finger.

“Ahh.”

Han Yeowon’s eyes widened as he looked down at Lee Taegang, who was bent over him, stimulated from above and below.

Reading the longing in his eyes, Lee Taegang grinned widely, his face flushed with excitement. This was exactly what he wanted.

“Do you want to cum?”

Yeowon was undoubtedly inexperienced with sex. Taegang, who was constantly by his side, knew this best. He was intimately aware that he didn’t watch porn, and his masturbation was limited to the occasional shower session. Knowing this, he was overjoyed to see Yeowon’s current state of arousal. His aroused appearance, his perfectly erect penis, and the yearning in his gaze were all because of him.

Kneeling before Yeowon, Taegang immediately engulfed his throbbing cock in his mouth, swallowing it down to the base without hesitation. Despite his generous size, he accommodated his cock effortlessly, moving his head to use his mouth like an inviting orifice. His tightly pursed lips squeezed and stroked the shaft as his tongue lapped at the glans and underside.

Instinctively, Yeowon gripped Taegang’s hair. Taegang devoured his hungrily, as if savoring a long-coveted treat, sucking and licking frantically. Yeowon lost his mind and trembled. He felt like he was about to lose strength in his legs and grabbed Lee Taegang’s hair tightly, trying to make him stop.

But Taegang seemed to interpret this as the opposite, and his pace only quickened. He swallowed Yeowon’s cock so deeply as if he would swallow his testicles, and imprinted the excited Yeowon in his vision without blinking an eye. The gaze looking up at him was so persistent that it felt like madness.

“S-stop! Stop―! Ugh!”

“It’s okay, cum.”

“Get your mouth off… Ugh!”

Despite his pleas to stop, Taegang refused. His persistent gaze followed him tenaciously, as if trying to engrave him in his eyes. Moving his head and sucking strongly on the shaft, he was waiting for Yeowon to ejaculate.

“I’m gonna… cum, so stop!”

Yeowon tried to push him away with his leg, but Taegang instead swallowed his cock fully to the root. The intense pressure cut off his breath, and he threw his head back.

This overwhelming sensation of impending orgasm was entirely foreign, almost chilling.

“Ahh, nngh.”

How could the sight of this huge man kneeling below him and sucking his cock without hesitation be so erotic?

The stimulation, both physical and visual, accelerated his climax. Finally, Yeowon came undone in Taegang’s mouth, panting heavily with half-lidded eyes. 

‘You crazy bastard.’

“That’s why I told you to pull out–”

Gulp.

The distinct sound interrupted his words before he could finish.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“What?” Taegang calmly responded, having swallowed Yeowoon’s cum.

“Why the fuck are you swallowing that, you maniac?!” 

Staring at Yeowon’s shocked expression, Taegang let out a light chuckle.

“You wanna get hung up on stuff like that during sex?”

Tossing aside the clothes he had half removed, Taegang nonchalantly questioned him. It was utterly bewildering, seeing him act so casual after frantically sucking him off just moments ago.

“I can’t swallow yours.”

“I’m not telling you to, dumbass.”

Taegang let out a hollow laugh at Yeowon’s fearful words, and skillfully pushed him down onto the creaky, cheap bed. The squeaking sounds were music to his ears, it was as if he had been waiting for this moment forever, like a madman.

“Don’t ruin the mood.” Taegang murmured softly as he hovered over the flustered Yeowon. 

Swallowing hard, Yeowon took a deep breath, meeting his blatant gaze.

‘Fine, if this is what a man wants, then so be it. Let’s see what you’ve got.’ 

Yeowon met Lee Taegang’s gaze with a determined look. Lee Taegang lightly kissed his face, which had a determined expression as if he had joined the army. The sound of pecks was ticklish, and Yeowon felt goosebumps on his spine. But it wasn’t an unpleasant sensation.

“Lift your hips a bit.” As he kissed him, Taegang gently coaxed, trying to remove his pants. 

“Uh, um…” Yeowon responded distractedly, raising his hips slightly. 

In one swift motion, his pants and underwear were pulled off, leaving him feeling embarrassed. After ejaculating once, he felt like he was coming back to reality, and he couldn’t easily shake off the embarrassment.

Sensing that tension, Lee Taegang licked his collarbone all the way to the cheek he had turned to the other side, and rubbed his lips against his ear. He rubbed his mouth as if he was acting spoiled and grabbed Yeowon’s chest tightly.

“Nnh.”

The moan escaped at the strength of his grip on his chest, rather than pleasure.

“Why are you touching my chest…?”

“Where on earth can’t you touch during sex?”

“There’s nothing to touch on these flat things, so why bother?”

“There is. You’re big.”

“What?”

“Yours are big. They fit right in my hand. Moderately soft.”

“…Crazy bastard.”

Calmly explaining, Taegang continued to knead his chest, fingers flicking his nipples. This was the first time someone had touched him there, and the strange sensation had Yeowon biting his lower lip.

The way he plucked and pulled at his nipples, as if playing with them, had Yeowon frowning and glaring at him. Taegang’s face was utterly absorbed, like a child indulging in a favorite pastime, caressing Yeowon’s chest.

“Stop playing with my chest, ugh.”

“Your nipples are so hard.”

As he whispered, tugging on his erect nipple, Yeowon tried to push him away with his heel. But Taegang simply leaned in further, ultimately taking the nipple into his mouth.

“Nngh.”

The intense suction had Yeowon’s toes curling. And as if the remaining one would feel left out, Taegang fondled and toyed with it as well. Having both his chest molested felt utterly pathetic, but Yeowon was gradually succumbing to the building’s pleasure.

“Ahh…”

It wasn’t the fondling of his chest, but rather Taegang’s intense focus on them that evoked a strange sense of arousal. The sight of him hungrily sucking and lapping at his chest felt uncannily lewd and bizarre, like watching a man obsessed with women’s breasts.

“Ah, it’s hard again.”

His muffled chuckle against his chest was mischievous. As much as Yeowon hated to admit it, Taegang was right, his own cock that had just climaxed was now halfway erect again.

“Feel good?”

“…Shut up.”

“Does it feel good when I suck on your chest?”

“Just shut up already.”

“Do I do this for you all the time?”

“…Enough, let’s just stop now…”

“Why?” 

“Just hurry up and fuck me already!” Realizing he had misspoken, Yeowon clamped his mouth shut. 

Unlike Taegang, who was reveling in the situation, everything felt so foreign and embarrassing to him.

“You want to?” Taegang whispered against his back as he pressed himself against him. 

Was he always like this? This teasing, playful in bed? Yeowon squeezed his eyes shut, resigning himself.

“Just hurry up and get it over with.”

“You’re dying for me to fuck you, aren’t you, Yeowon?”

“What the hell are you saying, asshole.”

“Be more honest.”

“…”

“You’re feeling good right now, aren’t you?”

“…”

“You don’t even hate being intimate with me, do you?”

Though he couldn’t see his face with his head turned away, Yeowon could feel his gaze boring into him, just like the blatant stares he’d noticed before. 

So that’s what those looks had meant. 

Frustrated, Yeowon snapped, “It’s awful. Fucking awful. So stop pretending you know everything about me, you bastard.”

Since when had he been looking at him that way? 

Yeowon buried his face in the pillow, overwhelmed by the embarrassment.

“Guess I’ll just have to make you feel really good then.”

After a brief silence, Taegang chuckled lightly, now fully indulging. His large hands caressed his hips, boldly delving between his butt cheeks. 

Yeowon shuddered at the touch in his most intimate area.