Eighteen’s Bed Novel Completed - Chapter 135

“Are you saying it’s a bluff? A rumor? What? That mine is bigger than yours?”

“At least it’s not human-sized. I didn’t say ‘yours’. I said ‘you’.”

At that, I was so dumbfounded I let out a puff of air. To think he’d say something like that, subtly watching my reaction with his lower lip sticking out. While I was feeling helpless, Go Yohan approached and subtly grabbed my waist.

“Hey, hey… what are you doing?”

“I won’t hurt you.”

“W-what won’t you hurt?”

I gasped and lifted my head, but before I could even get up, Go Yohan spun my body around. My stomach instantly rubbed against the sofa leather, and I flusteredly propped myself up on my legs. I turned around and saw his monstrously twitching penis, and I gasped, crawling forward on all fours. It was because the penis, which looked like it wouldn’t be satisfied until it was shoved somewhere to death, was dripping clear fluid and aiming for the space between my legs.

“No, don’t go.”

“Ugh!”

But then, he pulled my feet, making me fall forward and fail. His heavy body, which had somehow followed me, lightly pressed down on my back. His hair, now damp with sweat, burrowed into the nape of my neck. His lips, dry from excitement, bit my neck.

“Just a moment, let go. Go, Go Yohan.”

“…Jun.”

Go Yohan’s hand slowly moved up my back and pulled hard. As a result, several top buttons instantly tore off. My pathetic shoulder blades were exposed to the air.

“Jun.”

The force that had been biting, licking, and sucking my neck slowly moved down, tickling my shoulder. He bit into my skin, which was regaining warmth, and sucked on my protruding shoulder bones. His hot tongue teased my dry back, and I, collapsing under Go Yohan’s ministrations, lay face down, covering my face with my arm.

My head grew heavy again. Every action of Go Yohan’s was like a drug. The most resistance I could muster was to lie face down, burying my face in the seat, and suppressing my groans. His lips, which had been licking my skin for a while, moved down my back and began to torment the skin above my shirt.

“Jun.”

Go Yohan’s hand grabbed my thigh and lifted it. My white shirt, which I was wearing, rode up my back due to my raised lower body. His hot fingers pressed hard into my thighs and buttock flesh, pushing and kneading. At the same time, a pitiful voice escaped.

“This won’t do. Gain a little weight.”

“Who… doesn’t… want to…”

Ugh, a groan escaped, and I quickly buried my face again. Because Go Yohan was spreading my flesh so much, I felt air enter between my buttocks, and I unconsciously lifted my hips. The hand that had been kneading my butt like clay suddenly stopped moving. I felt a thick gaze on my waist.

“I’ll finish it really quickly so you don’t suffer.”

And without time to stop him, my body moved. My thighs pressed tightly together, leaving no gap.

“Originally, I wanted to do it while looking at your face, but if I did that, you’d only be in a difficult position.”

“…?”

“I’ll do it in this position. Just bear with it this once.”

What was he talking about? I was about to ask.

At that moment, a hard mass of flesh poked between my tightly pressed thighs. I lifted my neck, flustered, but my body, melted by excitement, was already dysfunctional, unable to prop itself up with my arms. The tip, clearly Go Yohan’s, pressed hard against the inside of my thigh, leaving sticky fluid.

“W-wait a minute…”

“Ugh…”

The friction of skin and fluid made a sticky sound. Go Yohan rubbed his palm vigorously, as if spreading the fluid on the inside of my thigh. At the same time, the tip of his finger brushed against the underside of my penis, and I reflexively hunched my back again.

When my legs threatened to collapse, Go Yohan forcefully propped them up again. The hand that had been applying fluid to my thighs gripped and twisted the inner flesh. I now buried my face in the sofa and squeezed my eyes shut. I had decided to accept what was about to happen. However, I was too afraid to look up.

“Now I’ll do it.”

With Go Yohan pressing down hard, his hot, hard penis squirmed its way between my tightly pressed thighs. I gasped and clenched my fists.

Go Yohan’s low groan from behind me drenched me again.

“…”

I admit I’m thin. Even gathering the flesh on my thighs, where I have the most, it would still be about the same, yet I could feel Go Yohan’s size as he squeezed between them. Even the swollen veins and protruding tip touching through my skin.

At the tip of my penis, I felt Go Yohan’s hard glans. His firm stomach, pressing hard against my buttocks, made Go Yohan’s manhood squirm, tightly wedged between my thighs, with every breath he took. He paused to catch his breath, settling into position. Go Yohan’s large hand slowly stroked my cold, exposed waist and buttocks.

“…”

I buried my mouth deeper into the seat. My lower body trembled. Go Yohan’s member, pressed against me, was so hot, and my back and waist, exposed to the air, were so cold. Every time his large hand warmed my chilled skin, my mind crumbled, and my body was drenched in pleasure.

The penis, firmly embedded below, began to move back and forth slightly. At first, it was just a gentle in-and-out motion. Go Yohan moved his knees. The sofa heaved. Only a small groan escaped. The slowly moving penis rubbed against the thin skin just below my genitals.

My hand, which had been clutching the sofa, clenched into a tight fist. It was a desperate attempt to suppress the pleasure. At that moment, the hot penis tickling below suddenly pulled back, and Go Yohan’s warmth also receded. While I was flustered by the sudden emptiness, Go Yohan said:

“…I’m really sorry.”

With a low apology, Go Yohan thrust into the space between my thighs. Flesh slapped against flesh with a wet thwack. His firm stomach hit my buttocks hard. The slick tip, lubricated with fluid, scraped the inside of my thighs and poked my trembling penis. Ah, ah. Ah. Broken groans couldn’t escape my mouth and lingered in my throat. Without time to compose myself, my body shook wildly. My shirt, barely covering me, fluttered this way and that, and my hips and buttocks were gripped with fierce force. Even when I tried to prop myself up with my arms, I repeatedly lost strength and collapsed.

“Go, Goyo… ugh, Go Yohan…”

Fuck, I should just stop talking.

I clenched my fists until they felt like they would burst and buried my face even deeper, to the point of suffocating. Ugh, ugh. I wanted even the groans that I couldn’t stop from escaping my throat to be swallowed by the leather. What made it even more maddening was that the hard flesh frantically scraped against the dry skin that had been stimulated every time I masturbated. The thin skin just below my penis. Every time an unfamiliar sensation poked at that familiar spot, my mind went blank.

“…Shit.”

Starting with a short curse, the speed of his hip movements gradually slowed. It was a very deliberate action. Because the thumb pressing down on my buttock was slowly spreading the flesh. I opened my eyes wide and reached back, frantically hitting Go Yohan’s stomach and waist.

“St-stop… St-stop it.”

However, my resisting hand was caught by Go Yohan’s right hand. It was only two fingers, the index and thumb. My snatched wrist couldn’t even think of escaping and had to endure my body swaying back and forth, trapped in his grip. His remaining left hand didn’t stop its obsessive spreading of my flesh.

“If you… put it in here…”

Go Yohan’s groans and voice, broken by excitement, pressed heavily on my waist.

“I’m… really going to cry.”

I shook my trapped hand violently. But it still couldn’t escape. My right arm, barely supporting me, almost gave out several times but kept propping me up. I desperately flailed my trapped hand. It was a signal to stop, but instead of reaching Go Yohan’s body, it barely hit Go Yohan’s wrist a few times, and only weakly touched my back and waist, making me unconsciously tear up.

“Ugh…”

“Don’t cry, don’t cry because I won’t do it.”

And with that, the hand that had been roughly spreading my parted flesh gently patted my dry skin. With one wrist still held, I felt the strong force of the hand gripping my buttocks and hips, holding my body in place. Ah, without time to say anything, the intense thrusting began again. Every time the sofa leather rubbed against my skin, it made a loud squelching sound.

“Ugh…”

My fingertips, held by Go Yohan, stiffened with excitement. My penis had somehow regained its strength and was erect again. Every time my body shook, his hard flesh hit my stomach and thighs. Then, when it collided with Go Yohan’s glans, I was drenched in indescribable pleasure. A tingling sensation climbed up my hamstrings and burst below my navel. Climax was approaching. I desperately held on.

“…Jun, ah.”

I had no room to answer the voice calling my name.

“From here, you look, really… really lewd. And white.”

“…”

Lewd? From Go Yohan’s perspective, there would only be a foolish idiot with a white shirt slipping down, butt raised, swaying. I was afraid that if I lifted my head, an unintentional groan would burst out uncontrollably, so I couldn’t answer and just shook my head. My sweat-soaked hair clung to my cheek and didn’t move.

“Ha, shit… this won’t do.”

His words abruptly cut off, Go Yohan sighed deeply, then turned my body again.

“…Haaah!”

My face, which had been pressed down so hard I couldn’t breathe properly, immediately opened its mouth as it met the cold air. My face was burning hot. As a last desperate effort, I forced my hand up and bit into my sleeve, which was soaked with saliva. My body, clinging to excitement, moved with Go Yohan’s gestures. Go Yohan, who had been quietly looking down at me, writhing on the sofa, stood up and chuckled in embarrassment at my gushing fluids.

“What? You called me a pervert.”

“Shut… up.”

I glared at Go Yohan, my sleeve still firmly in my mouth. Despite that, Go Yohan, who hadn’t erased the smile from his face and had his lower body pressed firmly against mine, gripped both shafts with one hand. They collided and slipped several times before he finally managed to grasp them. Go Yohan looked down at my face with languid eyes and slowly moved his hand.

“…Ugh.”

“Damn it…”

Heated breaths collided in the air. Go Yohan’s hand, now damp, and his penis, which felt oppressive just to look at, intertwined with my penis, making my hips twitch. My legs naturally moved onto Go Yohan’s thighs, and Go Yohan, kneeling, straightened his back and sped up. The intensely erotic contact became more violent, driving my mind crazy.

“Jun, Jun-ah…”

“…”

“Jun-ah, open your eyes, look… look at me.”

Thrashing in pleasure, I unconsciously opened my eyes as soon as I heard his desperate voice. There was Go Yohan’s face, looking as if he was about to burst into tears from excitement.

“It’s me, me, ugh… shit…, right now, the bastard rubbing his lower belly with you…”

“…”

“…It’s me.”

I gasped for breath, my chest heaving. It was strange. His face, flushed and stern, warning me as he crushed his lips, sent me to climax once more. Now I know nothing. I just mechanically chewed on my sleeve. My mind was stained with a milky white fluid.

“D-did you get it?”

Not knowing what I was saying, I nodded wildly. My body, heated with excitement, gushed fluid from every orifice. Tears streamed from my eyes, and saliva dripped from my open mouth. As soon as Go Yohan saw my nod, he bent down and pressed his body against mine.

“Don’t, don’t forget.”

“…”

To end it with such a timid kiss on the cheek. How very Go Yohan. I tightened my toes, inhaling Go Yohan’s strong scent that brushed my nose. Go Yohan buried his face in the nape of my neck, letting out a low groan. After a few movements and twitches, I felt the back of Go Yohan’s hand flop onto my stomach. I gasped for breath, then finally pulled my sleeve, now tattered at the end, from my mouth. The sleeve, soaked with saliva, hung limply.

“…”

“…”

We lay there, intertwined, gasping for breath. While Go Yohan’s body pressed hard against mine, I still trembled with the lingering excitement, constantly twitching. As the tingling sensation gradually faded, my vision slowly returned. Surprisingly, the first thought that came to my mind was that I wanted to sleep. I just wanted to fall asleep right there, pressed against Go Yohan.

“Yohan-ah.”

“…”

“I, I really need to wash up now… I’m so sleepy.”

My neck felt stiff and sore, so heavy from how much I’d strained it. At the same time, drowsiness pressed down on my entire body. I had to wash. I had to wash and sleep… Finally, unable to bear it, as my eyelids gradually closed, I heard a strange sobbing sound near my ear.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Don’t cry. Why are you suddenly crying? I should have said that. But overwhelming sleepiness washed over me.

My eyes snapped open at the sound of the front door closing. I blinked a few times, and a tingling sensation began in my left shoulder. I must have slept on my side the whole time. My arm, which had been pressed down and had its circulation cut off for a long time, was stiff like a wooden plank. Fearing it would cramp, I pulled out my uncooperative arm and forced it to move.

“Ah, it hurts so much.”

I cleared my throat, which was deep and hoarse from sleep. I rubbed my eyelids to wake myself up. The situation I saw as my vision returned was unfamiliar. My bed wasn’t gray. And it wasn’t this hard. It was the moment I was pressing my fingers between my eyebrows, trying to clear my head.

“Hmm…”

A ticklish breath touched the nape of my neck. Not only that, but a presence moved and lightly bumped my back. My mind instantly snapped awake. My eyes widened like a rabbit’s, and I looked straight ahead. The living room wall was lying sideways. And the moment I looked at the floor, I let out a silent scream. It was because I saw my pants and underwear lying below the sofa.

“…!”

I convulsed and scrambled to get up. The thin blanket covering me fell off, but I had no mind to care about such trivial things. Cold sweat ran down my back. Suddenly, a feeling close to horror struck my head. Without time for deep thought, I quickly lifted the blanket that had fallen to my lower body.

“Ah, ha… ha, crazy.”

Thankfully, my legs, hidden under the blanket, were neatly wearing pants. Although they were shorts that were loose around the waist. At least this much. I let out a sigh of relief that seemed to make the ground sink. Come to think of it, my shirt had changed too. It was also an oversized T-shirt. A T-shirt so large that the seam, which should have been at the edge of the shoulder, was down on my bicep—I knew whose it was without him having to say.

“Ha, really. Go Yohan.”

First, I felt relieved, and second, I was embarrassed, guessing who had changed my clothes while I was passed out. Then, for no reason, I felt an awkward sensation inside my pants, so I hesitated, then slowly grabbed my pants and spread them open. As soon as I saw that the piece of cloth that should have been inside my pants was missing, I quickly closed them.

“Crazy, really…”

I covered my face with both hands, then grabbed my hair. The events of last night passed by like a panorama. My left arm, still tingling, soon gave out, but with my remaining hand, I clenched my fist, hit my head, and hunched over.

After spending time in self-flagellation and reflection, as reality and my mind began to compromise, I slowly straightened my back. With dead-fish eyes, I looked down beside me. As expected, the source of the presence was Go Yohan.

“Why does he sleep in such a position? If he’s going to sleep, he should sleep in his own room.”

He looked uncomfortable, sleeping with his nose buried in the back of the sofa, arms crossed. Why did he cram himself up like that to sleep? If he was going to sleep, he should sleep comfortably. I felt unnecessarily sorry for him. I yawned reflexively, then looked towards the front door. Since Go Yohan was here, the front door upstairs or downstairs must have closed loudly. Now, it was so quiet that I doubted my ears had heard anything. It was just like a Sunday morning when no one was awake. Oh, no. It was Sunday morning. I roughly wiped away the tears that had welled up with the back of my hand.

“The soundproofing in this apartment is really bad.”

Sometimes at night, I would hear footsteps thudding, and the sound of chairs scraping the floor. When I first started living here, every little thing bothered me, but after living here for less than a semester, including summer vacation, I had adapted quite well and become indifferent.

I quietly looked down at Go Yohan. He was probably more tired than I thought, as he didn’t move an inch, as if he were a corpse, if not for his faint, wheezing breaths. I’d always thought this, but Go Yohan really slept like a dead person. That’s why I could clearly see Go Yohan’s body, with his arms crossed, trembling lightly.

“…Is he cold?”