Three Eight-Chapter 67

"It's hot. Uh."

As he rubbed against the erect nipples, Hongju's face began to flush red. Mu-gyeong's eyes glinted as he sharply watched the parted lips. Involuntarily, he swallowed dryly at the sight of the soft, warm flesh peeking through the teeth.

"It's, it's hot."

"Putting up well with pain, and yet you act so delicate."

"Ah, ugh!"

His bony foot, pushing against the floor, struck the table leg. The table, shoved further away, became soaked. Mu-gyeong leaned down, pressing his lips against the fabric of the T-shirt. Touching the slightly raised area, he felt the rigid nipple beneath. He bit gently, not to hurt, and rubbed with the tip of his tongue, wetting one side of the chest.

"Sir, uh."

Hongju's dry hand struggled to push the shoulder away. But the warmth from the palm only made Mu-gyeong more excited. He kept writhing his body, raising his knees, and Mu-gyeong, who had been sucking on his chest for a while, lifted his head. His wet, flushed lips exhaled hot breath.

"Alright, stop fussing."

"Uh, uh."

It felt like just the other day he was biting hard on his teeth to suppress any noise. Now he knew how to exhale lewd breaths and call out. Mu-gyeong's large hand burrowed into the small of Hongju's back, pulling down his loose pants and underwear in one swift move. His skinny legs kicked out as he pushed against the floor. His slightly darker penis swung, catching Mu-gyeong's gaze with each movement.

"Why, why are you doing this?"

Maybe it was the overhead light falling suddenly, but Hongju squinted one eye and asked urgently. Mu-gyeong's fingertips grazed the groin as if tickling it. The tense, skinny thighs trembled.

"If you get this excited, not doing it would make me seem like a really bad guy."

Neat fingers dug between the thighs. It happened to be a good position to probe below. He tapped the scrotum lightly with his fingertips, then slowly swept over the perineum. As the ticklish sensation approached the opening, the dry body twitched and trembled.

"Since last time, it seems like Gu Hongju only does good things."

Mu-gyeong leaned down and placed his hand on Hongju's chest. Almost pinning Hongju down forcibly, he pressed his weight and stared intently between the thighs. Pressing the perineum with two fingers, he rubbed vigorously.

"Ah!"

With a short cry, Hongju twisted his body and pushed at the shoulders, but Mu-gyeong only increased the speed of his hand movement. His two legs drew inward. Mu-gyeong let out a small laugh at the feeble resistance.

"Why. I also have to earn my keep."

His fingertips, heated by touching the perineum, swept slowly, then pushed a pinky finger into the opening.

"Uh..."

Even as his waist flailed, the hand burrowing into the tight entrance did not stop. The wet, soft inner walls began to wrap around his fingertips. As he thought nonsensically about his fingers being cut off, he pushed deeply up to the last joint. The entrance tightened snugly, and as Hongju held his breath, the ribs under his chest protruded. Mu-gyeong slowly bit his fingers. When he thrust again, it was with the middle finger joined to the pinky.

"Ah, uh, it hurts."

At the mention of pain, sadism surged absurdly first. With two fingers stuffed inside the ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) wall, he shook his wrist. His glaring eyes were fixed on the penis swaying between the thighs. This amount of probing wouldn't get it up. Mu-gyeong, biting his lip, moved his finger up and down inside the wall. The heat rose, hot but still dry, and he forcibly spread it open.

"It should be loosened by now."

There was no gel, so it took a while longer, but he wasn't in the state of mind to show such consideration. Mu-gyeong hurriedly shoved his hand into his pants. The penis that had been stiffening was pulled out. The wet glans gleamed.

With a flick of the back of his hand, he pushed up the weak, skinny knee, settling between the legs. Lifting the right knee pushed up the pale buttocks into the air.

"If you don't get it up, it's your loss."

Bringing his lower body close, his erect penis touched the lifeless pillar of Hongju. Their mutual excitement and body heat were clearly transmitted. Mu-gyeong squinted one eye tightly and quickly stroked his own pillar. His fingertips soon became wet again and he prodded the opening once more. After roughly wetting the area below, he gripped the pillar and aligned the glans. The still unrelaxed folds tightly engulfed the glans.

"Uh, it feels like it's going to tear, ah..."

Hongju rubbed the back of his head against the floor, agonizing in pain. However, the pillar burrowing below only became firmer. Mu-gyeong firmly pressed the white thighs that kept contracting. The reddish entrance struggled to swallow the pillar, looking quite obscene. Mu-gyeong quite liked the view. He inhaled sharply, the muscles in his buttocks tensing up.

"It feels like I'm going to break too."

The pillar slowly penetrated the inner wall.

"Ah..."

Mu-gyeong closed his eyes and tilted his head. As his vision was blocked, all sensations focused on the lower contact with Hongju. The sensation of the tightly biting entrance and the sticky inner wall. At this rate, he could come before full insertion.

"Uh, uh."

He exhaled a throaty moan and glared fiercely. He was this excited, yet Hongju's penis was only now slowly starting to rise.

"Fucking hell, still not up."

Mu-gyeong unintentionally chewed out a curse and bit his lower lip. Then, he thrust his hips forcefully. Half the pillar remaining was shoved in, ruthlessly probing the inner wall.

"Uh, ugh, ugh!"

Hongju let out a scream as he twisted his body, propping himself up on his elbows. Seeing him trying to escape, Mu-gyeong let out a cold, hollow laugh.

"Where do you think you're going, stopping midway?"

He pulled Hongju's body down and nipped at the waist. Glancing down at the heated entrance, he thrust violently into the tight junction pulsing like a heartbeat. The right amount of pressure transmitted, Mu-gyeong shrugged his shoulders and laughed.

"You have to finish. Got it?"

He tapped Hongju's slowly rising penis with the back of his hand. The moisture beading on the glans glistened. Just a bit more probing and it would fully stand. Mu-gyeong stuck out his hot tongue and stole a lick from his lips, then increased the speed of his hips. The pressed thighs spasmed with each movement, growing wilder.

"Wait a minute! Ah, sir... Uh."

As usual, Gu Hongju learned ten from one. Initially, he didn't know how to make noise. Now, he could make quite lewd sounds. Mu-gyeong grinned with satisfaction and continued his rough thrusting. The tightly tensed entrance still struggled to engulf the penis.

"Uh, ugh. Suck!"

The white, dry body lay beneath, shaking. Each time he jabbed deep inside, Hongju let out a hoarse sound. He hadn't lived for sex, but this was hotter pleasure than ever before. Why was that? Mu-gyeong felt the excitement pooling in his lower abdomen and sped up his thrusting.

"Ah, it hurts, just a bit... Slowly. Ah..."

His wet eyes pleaded toward him. The face mixed with pain and pleasure was biting its lips. His heated gaze scrutinized Hongju closely.

"Ah..."

He had just thought of using this person for the time being, but it seemed he quite liked it. Mu-gyeong glanced down, checking the erect penis of Hongju.

"Gu Hongju really lost it."

A low voice carried a laugh. Holding down the twitching Hongju, he moved fiercely. There was no further place to touch. The reddened buttocks and perineum above were pressed so tightly that pubic hair was crushed. Then he released the surging excitement.

"Ha, uh."

As he ejaculated inside, Hongju's body began to tremble. Mu-gyeong laughed deliriously like a drunk, pressing hard on the lower abdomen.

"Uh... Uh, ah!"

Tears streamed down between the tightly closed eyelashes of Hongju. Even as he came, he pushed deeper as if frustrated by not being able to penetrate further.

"Ah..."

The shallow dimple in his lower abdomen trembled. Simultaneously, semen spilled from Hongju's penis. Thump, the milky fluid spread over the large upper garment, scattering. Mu-gyeong heaved his chest, staring intently at the thin liquid flowing down.

Whether he lost consciousness or not, Hongju's dry hand holding Mu-gyeong's arm fell limply. This was the most satisfying sex in a while, and he didn't want it to end. As if reluctant, Mu-gyeong slowly withdrew, his eyelashes fluttering closed. Unconsciously, the entrance tightened and loosened, dripping milky fluid down.

"Thought he could handle a bit of payment."

He hadn't even thought of his own wrongdoing. Still fiercely erect, he tapped the perineum and inner thigh with his fingers. Moisture transferred to various patches of skin,

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then he aligned the glans with the entrance again.

"Don't say you won't give because I'm lying down."

As he forced his way inside, the inner wall clung as if it had been waiting. He was definitely asleep, yet it tightened like this? He must be naturally gifted. Mu-gyeong pushed his penis with as much force as his buttocks could muster.

He needed enough sex to be satisfied and not pull out until morning. Tomorrow morning, Gu Hongju would be flustered. Imagining the confusion spreading over his white face made him tense again below. In the living room, heavy breathing continued for a long while.