Semantic Error - Chapter 113

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“Where… Did you get lessons?”

‘Talking nonsense again, you romantic.’

Sangwoo’s movements became fierce. His hair was being pulled out. Shortly after, he began to move his hips, while the slightly salty liquid-seeping glans violently hit the roof of his mouth. Sangwoo, who was aroused from head to toe, had no shame at all. The pelvis hit his chin hard, but Jaeyoung endured it while tightly holding Sangwoo’s hand.

The rougher Sangwoo was, the more tortured Jaeyoung felt. Just like Sangwoo, his lower body was moving up and down as well. He was dying from being eager to speed up the act. On its own, strength went into the hand gripping Sangwoo’s thigh and blood was boiling.

It was then that the rough movements came to a halt. Along with a groan, the fishy scent spread inside his mouth. With his saliva, Jaeyoung completely swallowed the evidence of the ejaculation Sangwoo had left in his mouth and raised his body.

Sangwoo was panting and covering his eyes eyes with his arm. Jaeyoung pounced on him, removed the arm and kissed him. The wet lips briefly stuck together and were then removed. Sangwoo looked at him with a complicated expression.

“How… How are you so good at everything?”

“I’ve never done that before.”

“That’s a lie.”

“Are you the only one who can study? I do it too.”

His hands got busy while looking at the face that looked tired and ashamed. Later, he removed his shoes and even took off Sangwoo’s sneakers. However, Jaeyoung realized a problem after lowering his pants and thoughtlessly putting his lower body on him.

“Ah, fuck.”

He rightly closed his eyes and swept down his face with his palm. Since he had impulsively hurried over there, he hadn’t brought anything with him. If he went to the convenience store, it would take about 15 minutes. Chu Sangwoo would definitely take a shower during that time, and he would be cold once he returned. He would definitely say no if he said that they should just do it. It made him angry, but he didn’t have any choice but to go and come back.

However, when Jaeyoung opened his eyes again, Sangwoo was standing up. He took something out of the desk drawer and threw it onto the bed.

“…”

Jaeyoung vacantly looked at the tube with drawn small boxes and hearts in disorder. A giggle escaped when he saw the X-LARGE XL text written in capital letters on the box. There was no way he could’ve felt bad. It wasn’t a brand he preferred, but he opened the package thinking that it would get better from today on.

“Come here.”

At those words, Sangwoo came and sat down next to him. Jaeyoung covered his drippingly wet penis with a rubber and applied a generous amount of gel on one finger. He laid Sangwoo down, looked into his eyes, and slipped his hand between his ass-cheeks. Unlike the first time when he had looked terrified, Sangwoo didn’t refuse. He even saw anticipation on his face, which was lit up by the faint light that seeped through the window.

He tightly attached himself to his lower body and spread his cheeks. Sangwoo turned his head, slightly cursing at the same time. When he saw the anus that completely accepted his finger, his stick caught fire.

‘Let’s calm down. He can’t get hurt.’

Jaeyoung grabbed Sangwoo’s knee and moved his finger slowly. The inside was as stiff and narrow as last time. He squeezed out a lot of gel in order to meticulously smooth out the wrinkles and stretch out the inside. He perfectly figured out where he liked to be touched. As he intentionally moved past the spot, his bottom flinched. He saw the tadpole-like toes curl up.

Jaeyoung attached his upper body to Sangwoo’s chest while making eye contact with him and stretching his fingers. When he stabbed him more bluntly followed by gently touching him, Sangwoo closed his eyes.

Cook. Cook. Cook. The penis, which had been stilled by a pressing touch from a hand, slowly raised its head and probed his stomach.

“Hyung.”

Jaeyoung just poked him without a word. His mouth was dry and he felt like he was going insane because of the desire that he had been holding back, but he still needed to endure it.

“Jaeyoung hyung.”

The result of that was Sangwoo’s healthy penis that had come to stand tall and leak out pre-ejaculation. His finger insincerely hit Jaeyoung’s chest and hastily pulled down his T-shirt.

“Don’t just touch me… Hurry…”

“Why? What would you like for me to do?”

There was no room to spare in the cracked voice. Sangwoo opened his eyes wide. The sharply raised eyes were full of irritation and resentment.

He pulled Jaeyoung by his collar and said, “You want to joke around in this situation?”

“…”

“Fu…ck. Hurry… I said do it.”

Even if he hadn’t even expected something like ‘Please put your gigantic finger in my hole,’ he thought it was too much for him to get annoyed like that. Jaeyoung was playful, but sexual desire came first.

‘I can’t stand it anymore.’

He ran out of breath. He pulled out his finger and opened his cheeks using both hands. He moved his lower body to fit the entrance that hadn’t shrunk yet and rammed into it.

“Ugh…”

Sangwoo frowned and trembled. Jaeyoung fell on top of him and hugged his well-defined shoulders. He was only halfway in, but he felt that he was about to cum, so he couldn’t move straight away and had to wait for a while.

If he made a mistake this time as well, he wouldn’t believe him if he explained to him that it wasn’t premature ejaculation, and that he only was this way with him. Jaeyoung decided that he didn’t want to hear him say ‘It’s ok if you can’t do it’ again like last time so he pushed his penis in little by little.

“Hey… What did you say about erectile dysfunction? Say it again.”

“Ugh, I don’t know…”

Sangwoo’s face looked truly dangerous as he was lying down while looking messy and disheveled, completely overwhelmed by the physical stimulation he was receiving. His blinking eyes, his clapping lips, his weak finger touching the tip of Jaeyoung’s nose; each just seemed like a deliberate temptation. Jaeyoung belatedly removed Sangwoo’s sweaty T-shirt that stuck to his skin. He felt dizzy when the pale body was revealed underneath it. He hugged his hot body and pushed his pelvis hard into the root.

Sangwoo took a breath and covered his mouth with his palm. Jaeyoung removed his hand, grabbed his wrist, and put his finger in his mouth so that he wouldn’t bite his lip. And then he started to move his hips.

One, two, three, four. Slowly at first.

After a laid-back back-and-forth exercise, he raised his pelvis up to Sangwoo’s spot.

“Ah!”

He then closed his eyes tightly and turned his head sideways.

“Sangwoo.”

“…”

“Chu Sangwoo, look at me.”

“…”

“I’m going home.”

At those words, Sangwoo slightly opened his eyes and made eye contact with him. Jaeyoung let go of his wrists and stroked his sweaty hair upwards. He had a cute face to begin with, but when his forehead was shown, it made him more attractive. He thought that it was a relief that no one but himself could see this look.

“Sangwoo, I… Hug me.”

His voice came out hoarse. Sangwoo opened his eyes wide as if he had heard something unexpected, and hesitated to wrap his arms around Jaeyoung’s neck.

Squeezing himself tightly to his chest, Jaeyoung whispered.

“Kiss.”

Sangwoo listened. Leaving his lips in his care, Jaeyoung began to move his increasingly heating lower body at the same pace. He couldn’t move it in a relaxed way anymore. He had held it in for too long. Jaeyoung was like a train that was hard to stop once it departed.

Everytime he moved, breath escaped between his teeth. When his scrotum came in contact with his ass, it made a flapping sound. Whenever Jaeyoung pushed in, Sangwoo’s body shook violently. Little by little did the pace pick up. Once the acceleration began, it became out of control.

Sangwoo’s body was as frank as his personality, so when stimulated, there was an immediate response. The fingers poking through his back, the arms that were strangling his throat, the sound of heavy breaths, and the increasingly tight inside were ecstatic rewards for Jaeyoung. The body, which trembled every time it was stabbed, was sensitive. He didn’t kiss him anymore, he just nibbled Jaeyoung’s finger, and then, at some point, a suppressed moan escaped.

“Ha, ha, haaa….”

“Sang…woo…”

”Ah, ah… Ugggh…”

“Does it hurt? It doesn’t right?”

Jaeyoung firmly held Sangwoo’s leg on his shoulder, lifting his hips into the air and raising it more explicitly. A groan close to screaming burst out and became prey to carnal desire. He lied down again, buried his face in the back of Sangwoo’s neck, and strongly sucked in his skin. Sangwoo hugged his neck tightly, as if hanging onto Jaeyoung, and began to shake his hips.

It wasn’t long before he shook his pelvis into the movement. The solo workout had turned into a dual workout. It was different from when he moved by himself. Every time he pushed it in, Sangwoo unexpectedly came closer. As soon as he left, the inner wall tightened around Jaeyoung. He was pleading with his body to hit him deeper and faster. Jaeyoung completely lost his composure and left himself to his instincts, like a beast.