Projection Novel (Completed) - Chapter 111

His thighs were slightly parted under his rounded buttocks. Sejin bent down, burying his nose in his dry private area and taking a light breath. He felt Cheon Sejoo’s strong, characteristic scent mixed with a faint hint of vanilla, then parted his lips and gently licked.

“Uh… um…”

As his tongue glided over the crevice, Cheon Sejoo moaned softly and simultaneously pulled one leg up, spreading his legs wide. Sejin looked up, his gaze resting on the small hole between his taut buttocks, the flat perineum, and below that, two rosy testicles and a flaccid penis.

Cheon Sejoo’s private area when he lay down was completely inconsistent with his strong and cold exterior. Men looking at Cheon Sejoo would certainly not be able to imagine that he possessed such a strange yet seductive private area. Sejin carefully breathed warm air onto it, trying not to startle him, then buried his face there again.

“Ha…”

He rubbed the tip of his nose against the tightly closed small hole, then licked along the perineum. Sejin’s tongue glided from bottom to top, touching the wrinkles, making Cheon Sejoo flinch slightly and clench his bottom. The ticklish sensation at the tip of his nose made Sejin smile faintly, pressing his face there.

When he licked lightly and moved away from the two testicles, he saw his penis standing up under the blanket. Sejin took the inner part of the beginning-to-erect glans into his mouth, gently sucking the soft flesh inside, feeling the tension in his buttocks.

The first time he licked Cheon Sejoo’s backside, he looked at Sejin as if he were crazy for several days straight. But knowing that he would moan every time he did it, Sejin often tried again afterward, and each time Cheon Sejoo looked at him with a hint of discomfort.

But perhaps the saying “in vino veritas” also applied to him. Cheon Sejoo closed his eyes tightly, completely drunk, not pushing Sejin away, and not seeming uncomfortable with this action. Sejin felt the excitement surge to the top of his head as Cheon Sejoo lowered his hands, gripped his buttocks, and spread them wider to make it easier for him to breathe.

“Uh… um.”

Each time he found the tiny wrinkles, Sejin seemed to feel Cheon Sejoo’s characteristic scent more intensely. He was completely captivated by the sweet and sticky scent that seeped deep into his chest, then rubbed his penis against his right leg, which was clamped between his thighs.

Because he only took off his shirt, his spring-autumn combat pants rubbed against Cheon Sejoo’s ankles, reddening his skin. The fabric was quite thick, so the sensation wasn’t very clear, but if he took off his pants immediately, he might ejaculate when rubbing his penis against Cheon Sejoo’s leg, so Sejin tried to restrain his desire.

Soft moans mixed with the wet, smacking sounds from the moist perineum echoed throughout the room. Chut, he pursed his lips and sucked at the flesh there, Cheon Sejoo’s dark pink testicles tensed and contracted, then gently trembled and dropped.

Sejin slid his hand under him, taking hold of Cheon Sejoo’s penis. He gently stroked the glans, which was wet at the tip, then gently lifted his head, breathing hot air between his buttocks.

“Ah… ha…”

Cheon Sejoo moaned lazily, his hands gripping his buttocks to spread them wider, and he slightly lifted his hips as if asking for more. Sejin pressed the tip of his tongue firmly between the wrinkles, then caressed around them with his lips.

Soft flesh rubbed together, stimulating nerve cells. A sensation both itchy and strange spread upwards, making Cheon Sejoo’s body even more relaxed. Cheon Sejoo didn’t even realize he was urging Sejin on, continuing to lift his hips higher.

“You’re so lewd…”

Sejin murmured softly, gripping Cheon Sejoo’s pelvis and pulling it forcefully towards him. His buttocks arched high towards the sky, creating a more favorable angle for him to lick his backside. Sejin exhaled, continuously caressing the wet perineum and the small hole with his tongue.

“More… Sejin… don’t stop…”

His deep, hoarse voice was full of longing. Sejin gripped his penis, gently swaying it, then pushed the tip of his tongue deep inside Cheon Sejoo’s hot hole. Continuing the deep kisses, the soft anus gradually opened, sucking Sejin’s tongue tightly.

Unlike its wrinkled appearance, his inner wall was very smooth and soft despite having many folds. Sejin happily welcomed Cheon Sejoo’s moans as he arched his hips, vigorously stirring inside with his short tongue.

He ejaculated just as Sejin inserted two fingers along with his tongue deep inside the soft flesh wall. He spread his hand like scissors, raking inside like a hook, making Cheon Sejoo tremble and ejaculate.

“Khuk… ah… ha…”

Pfft pfft, short moans echoed along with hot semen spurting out, drenching Sejin’s palm. Sejin quietly withdrew his lips from his backside, then inserted his semen-covered hand inside. Squish squish, between the opening flesh, sticky fluid and semen from inside mixed together.

His soft inner wall easily accepted Sejin’s penetration. It didn’t resist but simply welcomed it, allowing his four fingers to easily go deep inside Cheon Sejoo.

Sejin rotated his hand, pushing his index and middle fingers deep inside, gently stroking the swollen G-spot on the hot mucous membrane. Cheon Sejoo lay on his side, burying his head in the pillow and moaning.

The disheveled robe on his raised buttocks was like a mound of earth. Through the gap, the tattooed tiger seemed to writhe as if about to leap out, his tense shoulders curled, his shoulder blades protruding.

Sejin’s eyes licked along the deeply concave spine, where his spine was faintly visible, then his hand fumbled. He pressed hard on the inner wall and gently swayed the flesh on both sides, making Cheon Sejoo’s body arch high, his entire body stiffening.

“Cheon Sejoo, how do you want me…? Hmm?”

Sejin’s voice towards Cheon Sejoo couldn’t hide his excitement. The red tear marks at the corners of Sejin’s eyes were swollen, and his lips, which had been sucking Cheon Sejoo’s underside, were also swollen.

Sejin, with his pale face and red eyes, lowered his hand to unbuckle his belt. Cheon Sejoo gasped and lifted his head when he heard the click.

His face was pale, only his lips were red. Cheon Sejoo looked at Sejin with dark eyes full of pleasure and lust, then whispered softly to him:

“Fuck me… until I wake up…”

Sejin stared, mouth agape, unable to believe the request for a long intercourse, but when he saw Cheon Sejoo’s eyes curve slightly in a smile before closing, he couldn’t hesitate any longer. Sejin pulled down his pants, and as he tossed them aside, he immediately brought his penis to the private area that was trying to close after his fingers had been withdrawn.

Sejin’s penis had been groaning in his pants for a long time, now almost bursting. Veins stood out clearly under the reddish glans, the urethral opening wet with fluid.

The tip of his penis touched Cheon Sejoo’s saliva-wet wrinkles, a shiver ran down his spine. Sejin tightly hugged Cheon Sejoo’s limp waist with one hand, then slowly pushed the tip of his penis inside.

“Hmph…”

A soft moan escaped. His veined hands gripped the bedsheet. Sejin slowly went deeper, gradually bending down. Finally, the base of his penis with light brown pubic hair rubbed against Cheon Sejoo’s perineum, his penis penetrating deep into the moist mucous membrane, oozing fluid.

“Uh… Cheon Sejoo…”

Sejin gasped, pulling down the robe that was loosely draped over him. Finally, he pressed his upper body onto the now visible black tiger tattoo, hugging Cheon Sejoo’s waist tightly. Their bodies pressed together without a gap, as if becoming one, bringing indescribable satisfaction. Sejin turned his head, carefully kissing the back of Cheon Sejoo’s neck, who was gasping for breath.

Every time he subtly moved his hips, the strong scent of alcohol in his breath wafted from Cheon Sejoo’s slightly parted lips. Just that alone made Sejin feel as if he was about to get drunk, he gently stirred inside him.

The layers of flesh tightly embracing his penis made Sejin feel as if he was being swallowed by Cheon Sejoo the deeper he went. Sejin had already given his soul to him, so this feeling was not uncomfortable or hateful. Sejin thrust deeper, to the very depths of his body, with the desire for Cheon Sejoo to swallow him whole.

“I miss you… I really miss you.”

Sejin whispered softly, burying his lips in Cheon Sejoo’s ear. He didn’t bite with his teeth but just pressed his thick lips tightly around his ear, then sucked hard on his earlobe, while increasing the speed of his thrusts.

Chut chut, the sound of skin being sucked echoed simultaneously with the slapping sounds and the fluid hitting Cheon Sejoo’s wet buttocks. Every time Sejin lifted his hips high and then lowered them, his firm glans glided over the swollen G-spot.

“Ah… uh… ha… I like it so much… Sejin… ah…!”

Cheon Sejoo’s deep, hoarse voice sweetly wrapped around his ear. Cheon Sejoo was the sleepy and sluggish one, while he had slept soundly all night and came all this way, but that voice seemed to pull him into sleep as well.

Sejin felt his eyes blur, still continuing the thrusting motion. The feeling of his penis being squeezed, the warmth from Cheon Sejoo’s body enveloping him, his heartbeat against his chest, the sweet, characteristic scent wafting at the tip of his nose, and the slightly bitter aftertaste of whiskey…

Everything made Sejin dizzy. His mind was hazy, only a pure white in front of his eyes. In that dazzling light, only Cheon Sejoo was clear. Sejin threw all of himself into the arms that were guiding him, his body, heart, and soul all belonged to Cheon Sejoo.

“I love you, Cheon Sejoo… for me, there’s only you. Everything I have is yours, just take it all…”

Sejin whispered softly and ejaculated inside Cheon Sejoo. That was the prelude to a long intercourse.

Cheon Sejoo changed positions many times. In his daze, he felt Sejin turn to lie on his side and then flat on his back, his fingers caressing his body. Sometimes he faced the dazzling sunlight, sometimes he saw the sky dyed a fiery red.

Thus, he ejaculated many times beneath Sejin, the alcohol in his body dissipated, but the fatigue that came with the moans made it difficult for him to fully wake up.

“Ah… ah… h-hic…!”

He lay motionless as if about to lose consciousness, only feeling his body continuously shaking. The moans echoing in his ears made him disbelieve they were his own. Cheon Sejoo struggled to open his eyes, feeling his body limp like wet cotton, unable to move as he wished, and then he saw Sejin’s face.

The two lay on their sides facing each other, Sejin still thrusting. His face was flushed, slightly sweaty but still radiantly beautiful, his clear eyes clouded with pleasure.

Sejin placed one of Cheon Sejoo’s legs on his waist and vigorously thrust inside. Every time he moved, Sejin felt the liquid splashing below, numbing him. Perhaps it was semen and fluid mixed inside his belly, or perhaps Sejin had already ejaculated inside him.

Cheon Sejoo felt the lingering sensation of strange pleasure surging amidst the numbness and leaned his head on Sejin’s shoulder. “Are you awake?” A worried voice sounded, but he wasn’t fully conscious yet, he gently shook his head and closed his eyes again. Sejin sweetly kissed his forehead, and at the same time, his penis withdrew completely then thrust powerfully inside again, a cold pleasure spreading throughout his body.

“Ah… ha…!”

Sejin spread his arms and tightly hugged his trembling body. Cheon Sejoo’s penis was still half-erect, but even though pleasure flooded his entire body, no fluid leaked from his urethral opening. The intense pleasure, like being struck, made Cheon Sejoo stiffen and fall silent.

“Uh… I like it so much… Cheon Sejoo, I really like you so much…”

Sejin’s voice was thick with exhaustion. “I like you too,” he wanted to reply, but only a hoarse moan escaped Cheon Sejoo’s lips. Cheon Sejoo relaxed his mind in Sejin’s warm embrace.

It was difficult, but still so good. It was good that Kwon Sejin was by his side. It was good that he no longer felt cold even without drinking.

It wasn’t until nearly midnight that Cheon Sejoo fully woke up. He opened his eyes, felt his throat dry, confirmed someone was still holding him, then lifted his head. Thinking he was asleep because there was no movement, it turned out Sejin was just looking at Cheon Sejoo with gentle eyes.

Their eyes met, and Sejin smiled sweetly, melting. Cheon Sejoo also smiled weakly, then touched his lips to his chin.

“Hello.”

Chut, lips touched and parted, he greeted hoarsely. Sejin rarely smiled so brightly, rubbing his head against Cheon Sejoo’s forehead, the warmth transmitted was so comfortable. His body was neither cold nor hot, the same temperature made him rejoice. Cheon Sejoo struggled to lift his hand to hug Sejin’s waist but felt something strange and lowered his head.

And then he saw that their lower halves were still connected, his penis still erect, tightly plugging Cheon Sejoo’s underside like a cork. Was he that weak, or was Kwon Sejin abnormal? Cheon Sejoo suddenly thought, then looked up at Sejin again.

“Still not enough?”

“…You told me to do it until you woke up.”

“Me?”

Cheon Sejoo asked back, and Sejin stroked his hair and said.

“Don’t you remember?”

Cheon Sejoo slowly searched his memories.

After the long project ended, everyone had a short break, only he was left alone in the empty house, so he drank. He didn’t expect Sejin to come, so he drank too much and fell asleep, but even in a near-unconscious state, his body felt the intruder approaching him and woke up.

After confirming it was Sejin, he relaxed, thinking it was just a dream. Perhaps that’s why he said what he did, telling him to keep fucking him until he woke up, so that when he woke up, he wouldn’t disappear…

But knowing Sejin would be sad if he knew the truth, Cheon Sejoo frowned and smiled as if he didn’t understand. He just playfully squeezed Sejin’s buttocks, then touched his lips to his neck and whispered:

“I don’t know, but isn’t your ‘place’ torn? It seems you’ve been thrusting for a long time…”

“… …”

It was just a joke, but Sejin didn’t reply. Cheon Sejoo found his reaction strange and looked up. And then he saw Sejin’s face flush, looking very embarrassed.

“…Is it torn?”

Sejin gently bit his lower lip and shook his head at his skeptical question.

“I don’t know. But it hurts a little.”

“…”

At that candid answer, Cheon Sejoo burst out laughing. He rubbed his forehead against Sejin’s shoulder, laughing for a long time, until Sejin grumbled, “Don’t laugh…” Only then did he lift his head and kiss him. Chup chup, he kissed him like a bird pecking grain, then deeply inserted his tongue to stir inside, after which he ruffled Sejin’s short hair and sat up.

Pop, as he straightened up, the connected lower parts separated, and his penis slipped out of the anal cavity, making Cheon Sejoo wince at the numb pain. He felt thick fluid stream out of the gaping hole.

“Ah… damn it.”

Sejin cursed softly at the discomfort, sat up, and knelt down to look at Cheon Sejoo’s lower part. From the slightly open small hole, thick, milky white fluid gushed out.

His private part was so swollen that the wrinkles were almost invisible; whenever Cheon Sejoo tried to clench down there, the bright red inner wall would slightly protrude and then retract.

Sejin swallowed, staring at the lewd sight, whereupon Cheon Sejoo covered it with his large hand and closed his legs.

“Don’t look.”

“I wasn’t going to do it anymore either…”

Sejin mumbled hesitantly, but his face still held a hint of excitement. Cheon Sejoo ignored whether he looked or not, and whether the semen was flowing out or not, he continued to move.

His eyesight was already poor, and with no light coming through the window at night, he couldn’t clearly see his penis. Nevertheless, Cheon Sejoo crawled on all fours towards Sejin.

At that moment, Sejin spread his legs and sat down, reaching out to turn on the bedside lamp. Under the dim orange-red light, Cheon Sejoo finally clearly saw Sejin’s glans, which was flushed red.

“…When did that happen?”

“I don’t know… it’s been hurting a little since before.”

Hearing that answer, Cheon Sejoo let out an incredulous laugh. He lightly touched the rim of the glans with his fingertip, feeling Sejin’s body tremble, and thought to himself that he dared to penetrate in this condition.

“This kid, do you masturbate every day in the unit?”

“…No.”

Sejin pouted and pushed Cheon Sejoo away at his joke. But instead of being pushed back, Cheon Sejoo lowered his head and took Sejin’s glans into his mouth.

His tongue enveloped the skin, which was hot from the small tear, making Sejin let out a soft moan, his shoulders trembling. “It hurts…” That voice was so adorable that Cheon Sejoo chuckled, his throat vibrating, then gently sought Sejin’s penis.

“Stop it, Cheon Sejoo…”