Eighteen’s Bed Novel Completed - Chapter 164

Go Yohan’s bullshit had a subtle persuasiveness. Go Yohan’s words, which had seemed like those of a madman, gradually swayed me. What he said made sense. If Go Yohan had his first sex with someone other than me, I might just turn around and die.

Unlike the petty jealousy I felt for Go Yohan, a suffocating, stomach-churning jealousy surged within me.

What if Go Yohan had scattered his virginity with those pathetic bastards, what if he had given his first time to someone unknown, of unknown nationality, during the school trip?

Each time I formed such a hypothesis, a strong pressure pressed down on my eyelids.

I’d rather die. No matter what anyone says, Go Yohan’s first sex was with me.

“Do it.”

What’s wrong with putting it in raw? I nodded my head, burying my face deeply. Go Yohan, who wiped my face with his palm, again buried his lips on my shoulder. The sound of water rubbing against water followed. I felt a subtle smile on my shoulder. Go Yohan was smiling.

The firm glans that had been pressing against my throat was entering the gap of my flesh. As I trembled at the unfamiliar sensation and didn’t move, Go Yohan, with his lips still pressed, said,

“Jun, lift your waist.”

He could lift me anyway if he wanted to. Why was he asking for permission? It was absurd, but I hesitated a little at his words and weakly lifted my lower body. Still, if Go Yohan hadn’t grabbed my moving waist and lifted it higher, it would have just been a slight heave.

I knelt and straightened my waist, and only then did Go Yohan openly grin, spreading my buttocks even wider to one side.

“It’s too narrow, so I’ll spread you a bit and put it in.”

“Uh, huh…”

I answered, trying my best to avoid Go Yohan’s eyes. The hole, which had repeatedly contracted due to obsessive touching, swallowed the twisting glans quite smoothly. Veins stood out on my stiff neck.

“…”

“It’s just the tip, it’s just in, fuck.”

Go Yohan raised his hand and wrapped it around my shoulder. Because there was no force to spread the flesh, the tightly closed gap was slowly entered by the penis, which had already inserted its tip.

“…Ugh.”

“Ah.”

It felt strange coming in raw. I could feel Go Yohan’s shape exactly. Go Yohan’s penis, though disgustingly large, was beautiful in shape: thick glans, slightly thinner at the front than gradually thickening, and prominent veins…

While inserting, Go Yohan buried his forehead in my shoulder, muttering harsh words like “fuck” or “please” in broken, labored whispers, and sometimes mangling my name. I forced myself to breathe evenly and relaxed my muscles, trying to make it hurt as little as possible.

Fortunately, Go Yohan didn’t ruthlessly thrust it in like he did during our first time. However, whenever it became unbearable, he would grip my pelvis as if to tear it off, which hurt even more.

“Jun, it touched the end.”

“Oh…”

“Can I twist it a bit and put it in?”

“No, it’s stifling…”

I shook my head, but it came in anyway. This hasn’t changed yet. My belly rippled with Go Yohan’s movements. The movements to accept Go Yohan made my whole belly tingle. It wasn’t even fully inside yet. A heavy presence inside my belly moved as if breathing.

“You, f-f-fuck… your heart is pounding here.”

Go Yohan spread my buttocks, placed his thumb on the subtly trembling thin flesh, and spoke. I was simply accepting Go Yohan’s very existence, and for a moment I was entranced by the satisfaction that filled my body.

“…Haa.”

Go Yohan. My Go Yohan. Go Yohan’s scent, Go Yohan’s warmth. Go Yohan’s touch.

When it got stuck midway through insertion, Go Yohan would lower the hand that was gripping my shoulder and press, push, or sometimes pinch the opposite breast, which he hadn’t touched before, with his middle finger. Then I would gasp for breath, my mind blank, and Go Yohan would take that opportunity to thrust his hips.

“Ugh!”

“Relax. You’ll get torn.”

“Ah, okay, okay…”

I tilted my head back and relaxed as much as possible. And then Go Yohan forced his way in again. When his firm flesh reached just below my buttocks, Go Yohan grabbed my pelvis and pushed down hard. Because of that, Go Yohan’s glans touched a sensitive spot somewhere inside me.

I only made gasping sounds, my waist trembling. Even without pressing my erogenous zones, his size was excessive. It filled me with pleasure and surely pressed against my prostate somewhere. Go Yohan stimulated all the erogenous zones on my inner wall just by inserting it. And my highly aroused body violently constricted around Go Yohan, who filled me.

“Damn it.”

Go Yohan muttered a low curse, then grabbed my pelvis and piston-stroked like crazy. Puh-uk, puh-uk, the sounds were explicit. His penis, which had almost been pulled out just below the glans, brutally crushed the very end of my inner belly as it entered. As I swayed, losing my balance, he lifted the hand that had been holding my pelvis and tightly gripped my bound arm. And then he thrust wildly again.

“Ah, ahh…! Sl-slowly. Sl-slow!”

“Fuck…”

The violently rippling water slapped against my thighs. Perhaps annoyed by that, Go Yohan let out a short, low moan, then grabbed the inside of my thigh and stood up. I, too, was forced to stand up with one leg still caught. Even as I hopped on one foot to balance, his thick penis kept thrusting inside. It felt like it went deeper because one leg was lifted.

“Ugh, uhh.”

There was a sound like leather peeling from bare skin. When I swayed too much, Go Yohan finally tore off the towel that had bound my wrists. I finally stretched out my freed hands and frantically grabbed the wall. I was tormented by the fear of falling forward. Even then, his penis endlessly thrust inward.

“Ugh, uhh, h-h-h, h-h.”

Each time Go Yohan ruthlessly thrust his penis, my body fell forward, and my fingertips clung precariously to the edge of the tile. It was different from our first time, where pain and pleasure had alternated. My penis, which had only stiffened a little, now bounced up and hit my belly with every movement of Go Yohan.

“Jun.”

And sometimes, Go Yohan would stop moving and subtly tremble inside me, as if trying to hold back his climax. During that time, he would frantically kiss my bent back. His lips, tracing my spine, moved up to my neck.

When Go Yohan’s thoroughly wet clothes touched my back, Go Yohan moved his waist violently again. As I became able to support myself, Go Yohan moved his hand, covered in sticky fluid, and pressed my belly. At the same time, I felt Go Yohan’s penis change position inside my belly. With every press on my belly, Go Yohan’s penis squirmed and moved inside my inner wall.

Go Yohan’s hand pressed my belly here and there, stimulating my entire body. It felt as if every inch of my skin had become an erogenous zone. My body, naturally excited, trembled. Along with it, my breath came in uneven gasps, like hiccups.

Saliva dripped from my mouth, which had relaxed and opened on its own. I didn’t think of anything and I think I also swayed my hips. I want to hold more. I want him to press inside me more. That was all I thought. Then his thick glans ruthlessly pressed a sensitive spot it hadn’t poked in a while. And in that position, he stopped again.

“Go, Go Yohan.”

“You’re hard again.”

His voice was definitely more relaxed than during our first time. Go Yohan lowered the hand that was holding my waist and flicked my penis with his index and middle fingers.

“What would you have done if you hadn’t lived like this with me? You get hard again after just a little bit of fucking.”

“I, I lived well, I lived well,”

“No, you have talent. Really.”

I think you have more talent. In a sudden surge of inferiority, I intentionally tightened the hole that was biting Go Yohan. The strongly constricted hole tightened enough to clearly feel the hardness of Go Yohan’s penis.

“Fuck.”

Go Yohan quickly cursed and stopped moving. The fingers that had been tickling my belly stiffened, which was quite satisfying. I let out a faint scoff even as I breathed unevenly. But my laughter didn’t last long.

Go Yohan soon pulled out his body as if to get revenge, then violently thrust his penis back in. Ah, ack. The scream I couldn’t make with my mouth sank below my vocal cords. Go Yohan silently pressed his lips to my trembling neck and chuckled.

“See, I’m, fuck, so frustrated. If I hadn’t met you, or if I hadn’t gone to that school, someone else might have been fucking your hole instead of me.”

“Ha, haah…”

“Your face is like a block of wood, but you feel good, you’re tight, and you cum easily, so that bastard wouldn’t have broken up with you, right?”

I had no strength to answer the sudden question, so I shook my lowered head.

“You’re already dripping again.”

I forced my blurry vision to look down. Crazy. Water was dripping in long strands from my fully erect penis. I stared at my penis with heated eyes. Something Go Yohan had once said came to mind.

‘Jun, do you know you have a talent for being fucked?’

He hadn’t even touched my front. I guess I really am a perverted piece of trash. Tears overflowed from my eyes and dripped onto the bathtub floor.

Go Yohan waited for a long time, his head lowered, for my answer. I clearly thought he was waiting for me. If it weren’t for the shattering sound of something hitting the wall hard. I quickly turned around. There was only Go Yohan, emanating a dangerous aura.

“Thinking about it makes me mad.”

My body stiffened, and I unconsciously tightened my bottom. Because of that, Go Yohan, holding one side of my pelvis, furrowed his brows and then forcibly piston-stroked, as if telling me to relax. It felt as if his penis was thrusting into my heart. My body was forced to shake, and my thoroughly wet hair slapped against my cheeks.

I said no. I answered, but Go Yohan ruthlessly pulled out his penis. At the same time, the gel that had melted inside fell like liquid, drenching the back of my thighs.

“Jun, my Jun.”

Go Yohan is bad. Truly bad. He spoke gently, then again crushed the tip of his glans into my hole. With his dick hooked on the edge of my hole, he leaned down and grabbed my calf. My waist, too, was pressed against Go Yohan’s body and bent. And with his face pressed against my back, he lifted my leg.

Crazy, I lost the floor to support myself and flailed, feeling the fear of death. I flailed my hands, looking for something to grab, until Go Yohan grabbed the back of my knees and supported me with his firm chest. That was Go Yohan.

“Hmph, ahh.”