Chapter 71: Getting Used to It

“…”

“You need to get used to being naked, and get used to being touched… Lee Yunwoo is busy.”

“What, are, ugh, huff…!”

Yoon Heesung said that and suddenly took my c*ck into his mouth.

Even seeing it before my eyes, I couldn’t believe it. My c*ck was trapped inside the hot mucosa.

Startled, I smacked Yoon Heesung’s shoulder.

“Let go, huff, ah, don’t… ah, uh, mmm!”

But Yoon Heesung ignored me and sucked me hard. His wet mouth pulled me in as if he were going to swallow me.

His thick tongue swept the underside of my shaft and caressed it. His palate pressed against the glans. When the sensitive tip touched the hard palate, something surged up and leaked from the head.

It was a strange pleasure I had never felt before. Tears streamed down for a different reason than earlier.

My waist trembled and my fingers twitched. Heat gathered in my lower belly.

I pushed Yoon Heesung’s shoulder again, trying to shake off the bizarre feeling.

“Stop… don’t. Huff, mmm, ahh… ugh, ahh!”

Then Yoon Heesung bit my c*ck as if punishing me, and there was nothing I could do. The sharp sensation shooting from my crotch to the top of my head made me stiffen my back.

I thought I was going crazy. It was the first time anyone had touched my c*ck, so there was no way I’d be used to being sucked. I shuddered at a sensation I’d never experienced in my life.

That was when Yoon Heesung grabbed my hips and pushed my c*ck deep into his throat.

“Ah… haah, mmm! Ahh, ugh, mmm…!”

He didn’t stop there. He moved his head and kept pushing my c*ck in and pulling it out.

I trembled all over at the pleasure of my c*ck moving through that tight place. Before I knew it, my waist had folded forward. I barely managed to support myself by putting my trembling hands on Yoon Heesung’s shoulders.

Even then, Yoon Heesung sucked my c*ck with greedy noises. When his tongue licked over it, a sudden urge to pee surged up, just like when I had peed earlier.

I gasped and opened my eyes hazily.

“Huh, ahh, ah! Mmm!”

A finger touched me from behind in an instant. I tried to twist my hips away, but it wasn’t easy because Yoon Heesung still had my c*ck in his mouth.

The place still sore from yesterday clenched the moment his hand reached it. I could feel it myself.

Yesterday had been really, really painful. I squeezed my eyes shut.

But when Yoon Heesung sucked me again with a loud slurp, the strength drained from my body.

“…Mmm, ahh…!”

My head spun. I nearly collapsed onto Yoon Heesung’s shoulder. I couldn’t control my body.

I felt my legs spread and my hole open. It was clearly the same as yesterday, but it felt different.

When his finger slowly rubbed the entrance and slid in, I could feel the entrance gaping on its own.

“Huh, ugh… ah…!”

Yoon Heesung was still moving his head, caressing my c*ck. Squeezing and releasing my c*ck with his lips was rough but intensely stimulating. I couldn’t hold my mind together from so much stimulation I’d never felt.

Even though I knew he was working his fingers into me from behind, I couldn’t help it. With my legs spread wide, my waist bent forward, and my body sprawled over his shoulder in that shameful pose, I could only offer myself up.

The foreign sensation from below doubled and kept jabbing at my hole, but even that turned into pleasure. My lower belly burned.

I kept heaving for breath. I felt a strange urge to move my hips.

…But I absolutely couldn’t.

I sobbed and begged.

“Hnng, ah, hnnng… ah, please, this is weird, weird. Stop this… I’m gonna, gonna cum. I said I’m gonna cum…!”

I pushed his head with an arm that had no strength left. I really felt like I was about to cum now.

I hardly ever masturbated, and with this sudden rush of stimulation, I couldn’t control it. Tears poured out harder than before.

I was going to cum in his mouth like this.

“Ahh…!”

I thought I heard a wet sound. Yoon Heesung had taken my entire c*ck into his mouth.

The head forced its way through his narrow throat, going deeper inside. His throat squeezed my c*ck so violently that I forgot to breathe.

The pressure from behind grew twice as strong. He rubbed my inner walls, his knuckles stretching the wrinkled entrance open by force.

But even as I felt his fingers jabbing into me, I came.

“…!”

I couldn’t even make a sound. No moan came from my open mouth.

I just trembled all over, my c*ck buried in his throat. My fingers curled, and my mind went blank.

I came in his mouth. I ended up cumming in Yoon Heesung’s mouth…

The shame hit me late, and I burst into tears again.

Finally, Yoon Heesung spat my c*ck out and smacked his lips.

“It’s gamey.”

“…”

“Tastes bad.”

As if that was a signal, I slid down the wall and landed on my back. I sat down with my legs spread, Yoon Heesung kneeling between them.

I didn’t even think about covering myself. Yoon Heesung had already put me in his mouth and swallowed my cum. He’d shoved his fingers in me, and yesterday he’d even put his c*ck in…

I didn’t know exactly what Heesung meant by getting used to being seen, but it was probably this. He probably wanted me to reach a state where I gave up everything and stopped caring.

Like now…

“I wonder if it’ll get hard again.”

“Hnng… d, don’t touch.”

“Looks like it will.”

Yoon Heesung played with my limp c*ck in his big hand. With my weak point caught, I tensed up again, but I had no strength. I could only hang limp and be played with like a doll in his hand.

Even when the soft flesh started to stiffen and stand again, it was pathetic, but there was nothing I could do.

“It really does get hard. Fast.”

Yoon Heesung admired it as if seeing something amazing.

Just as I bit my lips, shame flooding up to the top of my head, he brought his hand to his own crotch.

I heard a zipper slide down. Even without pulling down his black underwear, the bulge was thick.

I was dumbfounded that Yoon Heesung was erect.

What had… done this. What was he looking at… Why?

Well, yesterday too, unlike me who couldn’t stay hard, Yoon Heesung had been standing stiff.

Then, when he pulled it out, my eyes went wide again.

I hadn’t seen it yesterday because I’d kept my eyes shut and avoided looking. I swallowed at a size I’d never seen in my life. It was terrifying.

I’d never seen anything shaped like that. How could that exist…

His c*ck stood at an angle, gleaming under the bathroom light. It was huge, too huge.

The reddened c*ck had veins bulging here and there. The head was so thick it was grotesque. The flesh glistening with fluid looked hideous.

When it bobbed up and down, I flinched. The tight balls were just as bad.

I even doubted whether it was the same kind of thing attached to me.

But all those confused thoughts scattered when Yoon Heesung grabbed my c*ck hard again. I threw my head back.

“Agh…!”

“Haah… my d*ck is about to burst.”

Flustered by my own moan, I bit my lip, but Yoon Heesung calmly kept kneading and teasing me.

I flinched and grabbed his forearm. Then, feeling the uneven scars, I pulled my hand away as if I’d touched something I shouldn’t have.

“…Ugh!”

That was the moment. Yoon Heesung put all his strength into his grip.

I felt pain, not pleasure, from below. When I threw my head back, the ceiling light washed my vision white. Afterimages lingered even with my eyes closed.

Yoon Heesung rubbed his thumb over my leaking urethra. Then he took my wrist and placed it on his c*ck.

“…Ah, I, I don’t want to!”

The moment the hot flesh touched my palm, I shuddered. But Yoon Heesung held my hand down forcefully and didn’t let go.

I could feel the veins pulsing under my palm. At the same time, his hard c*ck knocked against mine.

The rough stimulation started again on top of earlier, and I couldn’t handle myself. Yoon Heesung moved my hand by force, making me stroke his and mine together.

I sobbed as I stroked a c*ck that didn’t fit in one hand. Yoon Heesung let out a satisfied groan.

“Haah… Hurry. Grip it and shake.”

“Hnng, uh, ah…”

“Haah, ah…”

Heesung held my wrist, I rubbed my palm against both of us, and the two cocks bumped into each other, stimulating one another…

I didn’t know what this was. Tears welled up from the strange pleasure below.

The pleasure was violent. I held back the urge to move my hips.

Finally, as if he couldn’t take it anymore, Yoon Heesung started moving my wrist even faster. The hard friction stung my skin, but it felt good.

I threw my head back and rubbed it against the wall. Then Yoon Heesung, as if telling me not to, cradled my head with his other hand. Our mouths crashed together.

He put my lips into his mouth and sucked them. Mmm. Mmm… ugh. Hmm.

Then he forced his tongue between my lips. He wrapped it around my tongue and sucked, then pushed his tongue into my throat and pulled it out again.

Wet, sloppy sounds filled the air. Even as I felt like gagging, there was something strange about the feeling of my mouth being used.

It was unfamiliar and scary. At the same time, I felt like I’d lose myself to an unavoidable pleasure.

I grabbed his shoulders. There was nothing else to hold onto.

“Mmmnn… uh, ugh! Hnn…”

By then, my legs were spread wide. My head was foggy as I pushed my hips forward.

It was my hand, but it wasn’t moving on my own will. Yoon Heesung moved it faster.

Thump, thump thump, thump…

The sound of flesh colliding rang out without pause. With the fluid from our cocks, the space between my legs grew wet.

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