Projection Novel (Completed) - Chapter 78

Cheon Sejoo looked at Sejin, who was giggling drunkenly, and grabbed his ankle. His foot was much larger than Cheon Sejoo’s, but perhaps because the shape of his toes and the top of his foot were so pretty, it didn’t seem large. He rubbed Sejin’s ankle bone, which had been catching his eye since the morning, with his fingertips, then suddenly lifted his ankle and gently kissed it.

“Mmm…”

Sejin blinked and wiggled his legs. He seemed ticklish but didn’t seem to realize he was making such a sound in his sleep. Cheon Sejoo took in his face fully and moved his lips. His soft skin was incredibly tender. Kissing his ankle, which would turn red with just a slight bite, Cheon Sejoo said in a low voice,

“You have one more bone here, do you know?”

“No…”

It was a bone he had discovered while helping Sejin stretch on the day they first started exercising. The inside of Sejin’s ankle protruded a little more than others, shaped as if an accessory navicular bone, which most people don’t have, was attached. It was a bone that could cause frequent sprains or pain when walking for a long time, sometimes even removed surgically, but Sejin’s accessory navicular bone seemed too precious to simply remove.

“It’s pretty.”

Cheon Sejoo quietly curled up the corners of his lips and said so. Sejin, meeting his eyes, bit his lip and blushed at the remark, then quickly sat up when he saw him kissing the inside of his ankle.

“Cheon Sejoo.”

“Yeah.”

His now dry hair fluttered in the breeze. As Cheon Sejoo put his foot down, Sejin knelt and leaned his body towards him. He stretched out his hand and, just as Cheon Sejoo had done, gently gripped his ankle, which lay softly on the bed.

“You too…”

Sejin’s fingertips traced the top of Cheon Sejoo’s foot.

It was a part that had drawn his attention even before he liked him. Cheon Sejoo’s feet were incredibly neat, especially the instep, where the straight bones like ribs and blue veins created a peculiar harmony, giving it a much more refined feel than other areas.

“This part is pretty.”

At Sejin’s shy compliment, Cheon Sejoo frowned and laughed. Pretty? It was the first time he had ever heard such a compliment. Perhaps when he was a baby from the nuns, but as far as he could remember, he had only received compliments about being handsome; Cheon Sejoo had never been told he was pretty by anyone.

So he laughed, thinking it was an empty compliment, but Sejin, even in his dazed state, seemed to think he didn’t believe him and pouted, saying,

“Really… Your instep is really pretty.”

And with that, he bowed his head and kissed those blue veins. His lips, landing on the lukewarm skin, were excessively hot. His breath moistened the top of his foot, and then it felt as if dew was settling all over his body. Cheon Sejoo swallowed dryly and stared at Sejin. He had thought he would fall asleep, drunk as he was, but he seemed to have some consciousness left.

“Now, quickly tell me. How many people did you meet…?”

…And the consciousness to ask pointless things too.

“……”

Cheon Sejoo stared at Sejin blankly, then weakly slumped his upper body. Lying upside down on the bed, he closed his eyes, feeling Sejin’s breath as he fiddled with his feet. He was more persistent than expected. He knew Sejin’s stubbornness, but he hadn’t thought he’d display it even here…

However, thinking that if he dragged this out any longer, they might end up talking about nothing but this until tomorrow, Cheon Sejoo finally sighed and opened his mouth.

“I’ve dated five people, and had four partners.”

“……”

At last, the truth was revealed, and Sejin, who had been staring intently at his instep, lifted his eyes. His gaze, staring intently, seemed to ask if it was really true. Cheon Sejoo smiled silently and shrugged.

“See? I told you it’s better not to know.”

“…Did you confess first?”

However, Sejin seemed intent on digging into Cheon Sejoo’s entire past. He said he didn’t care about harming people outside, but Sejin’s obsessive persistence in finding out about his relationships with men was cute, yet also made Cheon Sejoo worried. Still, he couldn’t lie, so he answered him honestly.

“No, they all confessed to me, and then we dated.”

“…Who broke up with whom?”

“I did.”

“You’ve never been dumped?”

At that question, Cheon Sejoo chuckled, his eyes crinkling, and asked incredulously.

“Do I look like someone who would get dumped?”

At that answer, Sejin raised an eyebrow. It was a bit annoying, but he was right.

He put Cheon Sejoo’s foot down and straddled his lower body. His drowsy, drunken gaze swept over Cheon Sejoo’s upper body. His relaxed eyes and slightly smiling lips, the two small moles on his neck, and his straight collarbones. On his firm chest, beautifully colored nipples stood erect, and his aroused penis clung tightly to his abs. Sejin gasped as he felt his own testicles touch Cheon Sejoo’s beneath his robe.

A careful hand settled on Cheon Sejoo’s chest. Sejin touched his pointed nipples with his fingertips and asked again.

“When was your first time?”

“When I was eighteen.”

“……”

It was an excessively young age. When Sejin first met Cheon Sejoo, he was eighteen, and hearing that he had his first experience at that age, Sejin frowned and looked down at Cheon Sejoo. The younger Cheon Sejoo he saw in the graduation album was impressive. Objectively, his face was still handsome then and now, but back then, perhaps because he was younger, there was also a fresh and pretty feeling to him.

Who was it that took Cheon Sejoo’s first experience? His heart pounded fiercely with jealousy. Sejin bit his lips, trying to suppress the pout that threatened to escape, and continued his questions.

“Who was it? Was it someone you dated? Where did you do it? Were you the top then too? Was it good?”

At those questions, Cheon Sejoo let out a soft laugh, then slowly reached out. As he untied the waist string of Sejin’s robe, who was sitting on top of him, his beautiful hidden penis was revealed. He laughed at the pretty dick that fell onto his belly, unable to bear its erect weight, then placed his hand on Sejin’s waist and said,

“You’re going to hyperventilate, Sejin.”

“…Quickly. Answer me.”

His rough fingertips gently stroked Sejin’s waist. Applying pressure as if to tickle Sejin’s muscles, which had recently gained volume, Cheon Sejoo licked his lips and answered.

“It was a junior who was a year younger, and we dated for about three months. The place was… the library storage room. I was on top then too…”

Having answered up to that point, Cheon Sejoo suddenly laughed, thinking, Is it really appropriate to ask even this? If he said it was good, Sejin would just pout, so why even ask? He delayed his answer, quietly curling the corners of his lips and stroking Sejin’s thigh.

Unlike his smooth, hairless legs, Sejin’s groin had very neatly arranged, light-colored pubic hair. It was so pretty, so orderly that it felt as if it adorned Sejin’s large, beautiful penis, and Cheon Sejoo lightly brushed his fingertips over it. At his touch, Sejin’s dick grew even larger, and he pestered him.

“Was it good?”

“What about you?”

Cheon Sejoo countered him. Cheon Sejoo looked up at him, his eyes crinkling with amusement, and wrapped his fingers around Sejin’s dick. When he gripped the hot, swollen cock, Sejin bit his lips, unsure what to do. Clear pre-cum welled up from the tiny urethra. Rubbing it with his fingertips, Cheon Sejoo asked in a suggestive voice,

“How was your first time? Who was it with? Someone you were dating? Where did you do it? Were you on top? How did it feel? Was it good? Or did you hate it?”

“…You know…”

At the reverse question, Sejin let out a hot sigh and shook his head. His face was terribly seductive. Cheon Sejoo lifted his hips slightly, rubbing their two touching organs, and urged him on.

“Quickly, answer me.”

“……”

At his movement, Sejin hesitated, then reached out. He pulled down Cheon Sejoo’s wrist, which was holding his dick, pinning it to the bed. Holding him down firmly so he couldn’t move, Sejin answered softly,

“…I wasn’t dating them, but it was with someone I really liked, and it was in their room. I was on top… and the feeling was…”

Sejin, who had said that much, sharply turned his head to look out the window. From below, Seju could see his neck flushed red all the way up. His head spun. Watching Sejin’s shy demeanor, Cheon Sejoo felt his reason snap as he heard his last words.

“It was incredibly good…”

Fuck. A curse word exploded in his mouth. Usually, Kwon Sejin would glare at him and be eager to provoke him. But his shyness, avoiding eye contact, conversely shamed Cheon Sejoo. It felt like he was exploiting an innocent child, and he felt like a depraved piece of trash.

Can I really do anything with him? Such thoughts crossed his mind, but Sejin’s naked body laid before him turned Cheon Sejoo into a heartless scumbag.

He propped himself up with his hands on the bed, pulling Sejin’s neck down. As the moist lips were drawn close to his, he eagerly kissed Sejin. Lips still sweet with the scent of wine gently met. With a small breath, his mouth parted, and Cheon Sejoo pushed his tongue inside.

The kiss, which they had shared countless times, was electrifying, like a bolt of lightning. A thrill ran down his spine, and Cheon Sejoo spread his legs wide. He gently tapped the inside of Sejin’s thigh, and Sejin, flustered, lifted his knee. Cheon Sejoo then slipped his feet through, placing his own two legs over Sejin’s thighs, and pulled his waist closer.

“Mmm, ugh…”

At Sejin’s cute moan, Cheon Sejoo lifted his eyelids. Sejin, with his eyes squeezed shut, was flustered, trying to receive his kiss and awkwardly rub their touching genitals. He was so adorable that Cheon Sejoo felt a hollow sensation in his stomach, as if he wanted to devour him whole to sate his hunger. As Cheon Sejoo slowly moved his hips, attempting to pet, Sejin soon furrowed his brows and opened his mouth wide.

“Cheon Sejoo… haa. You didn’t, answer…”

And at the stubborn words that spilled out, Cheon Sejoo chuckled in disbelief and slightly pulled his face away. A silver thread connected their separated lips. Cheon Sejoo licked his own lips and whispered to him.

“Kwon Sejin, is that important right now?”

“I want to, know…”

Even if he said that with a flushed, hot face, Cheon Sejoo had no intention of answering. He just wanted to keep seeing Sejin’s excited face. He didn’t want to bring up past events and see him disappointed or sulky.

Cheon Sejoo exhaled a hot breath and silently extended his hand. He took Sejin’s hand and guided it to his perineum, beneath his testicles. When the soft, loosened opening touched his fingertips, Sejin bit his lip, watching his eyes. Cheon Sejoo kissed the side of his temple, where his eyes rolled, and whispered to him.

“You took my virginity here… now that’s my first time, and it was really good that day. Can’t you be satisfied with that?”

At the vulgar yet tender words, Sejin narrowed his eyes and glared at Cheon Sejoo. Yet, he couldn’t stop his already red cheeks from flushing even deeper at the words ‘it was good’.

Only then did Sejin give up on getting an answer, and his fingers gently traced over his opening. As he fiddled with the softly loosened folds, Cheon Sejoo let out a guttural moan and turned his head away from Sejin. A slight frown on his face, he tightened his lips, avoiding eye contact.

For some reason, being in an unfamiliar place felt truly strange. The sensation of his fingers playing with the folds felt excessively ticklish, yet also thrilling, making his insides burn with excitement.

“Here… it’s different from that day, Cheon Sejoo.”

Unlike him, whose memory of that day was hazy, Sejin remembered everything about his encounter with Cheon Sejoo. When he had pushed Sejin’s hand into his tightly closed opening, he had felt it was incredibly stiff, but not today. Sejin let out an inexplicable sigh, looking down at Cheon Sejoo as his soft, loosened opening bit at his fingers.

Cheon Sejoo’s cheeks were overly stiff as he spread his legs, staring out the window. Sejin paused for a moment and cautiously asked him,

“Do you perhaps dislike it? If you do… shall we do it your way?”

At that question, Cheon Sejoo slowly turned his head. At Sejin’s words, offering his back without hesitation, he sighed, closing and opening his eyes, as if exasperated. Then, he reached out and stroked Sejin’s thigh, answering,

“No. It’s just, it feels unfamiliar. I like it. Keep going.”

“……”

At those words, Sejin blinked. He realized that he wasn’t the only one feeling awkward and unfamiliar in this situation, and his slightly sulky feelings melted away. His stomach tingled at the fact that Cheon Sejoo was giving him something he hadn’t allowed anyone else. He felt a profound sense of responsibility, so Sejin cautiously moved his hand, observing his reactions.

Each time he pushed his finger all the way in and gently scraped his inner wall with his fingertip, Cheon Sejoo bit his lip and swallowed a moan. Before long, his ears were crimson, and his neck was blotchy like someone drunk. Sejin felt his erection harden tautly and let out a hot sigh.

“You’re so naughty…”

At that, Cheon Sejoo raised an eyebrow as if asking what he was talking about. Sejin kept saying the words he should be saying, like ‘pretty’ or ‘naughty’. Cheon Sejoo silently reached out his hand towards his chest.

He lightly traced Sejin’s nipple, which was flushed a vivid pink, like a peach tip, and chuckled.

“I think that’s my line.”

“Don’t, do that…”

Sejin twisted his upper body, trying to escape Cheon Sejoo’s touch. Cheon Sejoo watched Sejin with an amused expression, then suddenly sat up and pushed Sejin’s chest. Sejin instantly found himself lying with his head buried in the pillow and tried to get up again. But with Cheon Sejoo sitting on his crotch, rubbing his perineum against Sejin’s testicles, it became impossible.

A shallow groan escaped his slightly parted lips. Seeing Sejin clutching his waist, flustered, Cheon Sejoo felt as if he was about to cum from that alone. He felt so pretty and lovely that he thought he would go crazy.

“Just stay still.”

“Why… ugh.”

He knelt, lifted his hips, and leaned his upper body closer to Sejin. With his chin close to Sejin’s chest, Cheon Sejoo extended his tongue and licked Sejin’s small nipple. Seeing him squirm and dislike it, Cheon Sejoo’s eyes deepened with a smile.

Slurp, slurp, Cheon Sejoo rolled Sejin’s nipple with his tongue as if eating candy, then reached back and pushed his finger into his slightly closed opening. The tightened, stretched opening, though constricting, still had room. As the squishing sound of remaining moisture and the sucking sound of the nipple grew wetter, Sejin’s breathing became increasingly ragged.

“Haa, this, I hate it. Cheon Sejoo…”

“I, huh, like it, though.”

Chuckling at Sejin, who shook his head back and forth, Cheon Sejoo bit Sejin’s chest. He had never seen Sejin’s naked body before sex. He was glad for that. If he had seen Sejin like this before he was an adult, he might have done something terrible to a minor.

Unlike his soft nipples, Sejin’s chest was quite firm. Because it wasn’t easy to bite, Cheon Sejoo bared his teeth and scraped Sejin’s nipple. Hoot, with Sejin’s moan, his waist arched, and Cheon Sejoo’s lower abdomen rubbed against his dark pink penis.

His lower abdomen, drenched in pre-cum, was damp. Cheon Sejoo rubbed his own penis against Sejin’s, which was oozing like a child’s, and continued to open up his back.

“Haa, Sejin.”

“Mmm, mmm…”

His narrowly opened eyes seemed dream-filled. Sejin groaned with a dazed face, unable to even close his mouth. He looked exactly like the bottom who would get fucked by him. Just that face alone made his dick, which hadn’t even been inserted, feel like it was melting.

Cheon Sejoo let go of Sejin’s swollen red nipple and sat up. Kneeling on the bed, he grabbed Sejin’s penis with one hand and slowly lowered himself onto it. At the sign of penetration, Sejin’s eyes widened, and he shook his head.

“Cheon Sejoo, condom… you have to wear a condom.”

Last time, the sex was so sudden that Sejin hadn’t even thought of wearing a condom. But Sejin, who had received strict sex education from Kim Hyunkyung since he was young, knew that condoms must be worn during intercourse. At his urgent words, Cheon Sejoo narrowed his eyes in disbelief, chuckled, and whispered,

“Why? Are you afraid hyung might get pregnant?”

“No…”

At the absurd words, Sejin’s face flushed crimson. Looking down at the embarrassed Sejin, Cheon Sejoo whispered, “Don’t worry,” and lowered his body again.

The stretched opening widened more than its maximum, and Sejin’s dick disappeared stiffly between Cheon Sejoo’s buttocks. Although there was still some moisture, penetration was difficult because they had forgotten the most important item. His skin stung painfully. The bulging sensation painfully filling his inner wall made him feel nauseous. Cheon Sejoo opened his mouth and let out a hot sigh.

“Ah…”

“Haa, ugh, it hurts, Cheon Sejoo…”

But Sejin was saying what he should have said. Perhaps he felt the tightness even though it had been opened as much as possible, as he clutched Cheon Sejoo’s arm with a tearful expression.

Cheon Sejoo bit his lip tightly. It was different from when he lay down and received Sejin’s dick. He kept trying not to think this way, but it was the moment he instantly understood why everyone he had met until now had been reluctant to do reverse cowgirl.

It was incredibly difficult to penetrate while bracing on his legs, as his muscles were stiff. The already stretched area was now hurting, but Cheon Sejoo didn’t want to change positions again. Even if he had to give up his ass, he didn’t want to give up this position. Cheon Sejoo wanted to see Sejin’s face, swaying above him, lying on the bed.

“Just, bear with it a little.”

Cheon Sejoo reached out, caressed Sejin’s face, and answered. After taking a deep breath, he relaxed his body and slumped down into position. The penis tearing into his opening felt like it was piercing his body. With a violent pain that split him from his waist to his head, Cheon Sejoo bit his lip until it bled and collapsed. Hunching his waist, he pressed his cheek against Sejin’s shoulder, panting roughly.

“Fuck…”

It truly hurt. It hurt so much. Feeling the pain was a good sign. It meant Cheon Sejoo had stopped thinking about death. However, that didn’t mean the pain was welcome.

Without even realizing it, tears welled up in his eyes. Cheon Sejoo gasped for air, waiting for the shock to subside from his numb buttocks and waist. Haa, as he slowly regulated his breathing, Sejin, who had been speechless, soon let out a hot sigh and embraced Cheon Sejoo.

“Cheon Sejoo…”

“…Mmm.”

A gentle voice reached his ear. Sejin’s voice, brimming with delight, seemed to make the listener blush. Cheon Sejoo felt as if he was truly having his first experience with him and buried his face in Sejin’s neck.

Then, Kwon Sejin’s dick, inside his body, throbbed. Sejin couldn’t just leave the man, who had weakly surrendered his body to him, alone. He stroked his lower back and repeatedly kissed his short hair.

“It feels good… truly good.”

“Ah, ugh…”

Sejin rubbed his face into Cheon Sejoo’s hair, his eyes reddening, and slowly moved his hips. As the deeply inserted penis gently churned inside, his breath instantly caught. Cheon Sejoo bit his lip at a sensation akin to pain, letting out a sigh. That breath dampened Sejin’s neck, but Sejin, enchanted by the heat emanating from Cheon Sejoo’s body, had no time to assess his state.

“It’s so, haa, hot…”

His dick felt like it was melting. The organ compressing his penis bit into Sejin’s cock and wouldn’t let go. The soft flesh inside, like Cheon Sejoo’s tongue sucking on his chest, seemed to sweep along the entire shaft like a tongue.

Each time he clumsily moved his hips back and forth, Cheon Sejoo flinched and tightened his inner wall. At first, his dick hurt, but soon, as the perfectly fitted interior wriggled, an ecstatic feeling surged. It was as if Cheon Sejoo was rushing him.

Sejin felt his chest swell and his eyes redden as he reached out. Cupping Cheon Sejoo’s face, he slowly lifted it, and the man with dry lips came into view.

“Cheon Sejoo…”

Even his slightly furrowed brow was beautiful. His slightly sweaty forehead was incredibly alluring, and the droplets at the corners of his cool eyes, though he couldn’t tell if they were tears, made Sejin’s heart pound.

Beneath his dry cheeks, his stretched mouth seemed to be enduring pain. Sejin was grateful and sorry that Cheon Sejoo didn’t ask to change positions despite that, so he kissed him tenderly. Their moist lips met, and soon, hot breaths mingled together.

“Mmm-hmm.”

Sejin groaned and bit Cheon Sejoo’s lips. Sucking on his lower lip as if nursing, Sejin very slowly rotated his hips. As time passed, his insides grew softer. A little bit of thrusting made him feel like he was about to cum. He tried to divert his attention from his lower body and met Cheon Sejoo’s gaze.

Cheon Sejoo’s hazy eyes made Sejin anxious. He kept wanting to make him feel good. Sejin’s large hands repeatedly stroked his lower back. He gradually grew accustomed to lightly bouncing his pelvis, and at some point, each time he thrust his dick like a wave, Cheon Sejoo’s eyes softened, and he let out a moan.

“Ah, ugh…”

With a forcefully suppressed moan, Cheon Sejoo’s hand gripped Sejin’s shoulder. The gentle ripples within his inner wall were gradually growing in intensity. Each time Sejin thrust his dick, Cheon Sejoo’s toes curled, and his body steadily lost strength. He felt like biting his tongue. If he didn’t, an embarrassing cry might escape.

However, the pleasure spreading through the persistently rubbed area was incomparable to mere penetration. Cheon Sejoo, his mind blank with pleasure, tightly embraced Sejin and lifted his hips.

“Hng…”

“Ah, Cheon Sejoo… haa.”

As Sejin thrust his dick, Cheon Sejoo lifted and lowered his hips in time, and Sejin’s dick roughly scraped against his climax point. Cheon Sejoo felt a mouth-drying excitement and lifted his hips once more. And then, thwack, with the sound of his testicles and groin crushing, a sharp pleasure struck his entire body.

“Ah, fuck…”

At the sudden curse, Sejin blinked his dazed eyes and looked at Cheon Sejoo. He bent his waist, gently kissed the red tear-dot on his face, then sat up and straddled Sejin.

He felt the inserted dick playfully bobbing inside. He placed his hands on Sejin’s chest, slightly lifted his waist, and began to thrust himself.

“Ah, ugh!”

He couldn’t suppress his moans. Following his softly swaying hips, Sejin’s penis, drenched in Cheon Sejoo’s bodily fluids, moved in and out of his opening. Sejin, lying down, looked up at Cheon Sejoo, who was thrusting himself above him.

His disheveled hair trembled slightly on his forehead, and each time the glans pierced deep into his inner wall, Cheon Sejoo’s handsome face distorted messily. Sejin felt an unbearable ache in his chest. This was only the second time Cheon Sejoo had shown such a vulnerable expression in front of him. But back then, he had been drunk, and Sejin had thought he was taking Kang Doyoon’s place, so he hadn’t believed that everything Cheon Sejoo revealed was truly his.

But now, it is different. He was sober, perfectly lucid. Every expression, emotion, and action Cheon Sejoo displayed now was solely for Sejin.

“Cheon Sejoo…”

“Haa, mmm, ah…”

He struggled to answer, opening his eyes faintly and looking down at Sejin. His eyes were subtly cool, yet Sejin’s heart merely pounded. He felt like he was going crazy because he liked Cheon Sejoo so much. Amidst the rising urge to cum, Sejin tightly clutched his waist and whispered,

“I think I’m going to cum…”

At that whisper, Cheon Sejoo’s lips curved into a wry smile. He looked down at Sejin, eyes wide open, and chuckled. A mischievous impulse arose at the pathetic face pleading to cum. Cheon Sejoo increased the pace, panting heavily.

Thwack, thwack, the descending hips painfully struck Sejin’s groin. His dick felt like it was melting. Conversely, his testicles, holding back a cum, felt like they would burst any moment. In the breathless urge to cum, Sejin made a tearful face, flustered. No matter what, he shouldn’t cum inside, but Cheon Sejoo wouldn’t pull his dick out.

“I, really, ugh…”

“Cum, Sejin. Haa, inside… fuck, cum for me…”

Cheon Sejoo chuckled slowly, murmuring those words as he grabbed Sejin’s waist and pressed his hips down firmly. The glans, reaching deep into the inner wall, was electrifyingly compressed, and Sejin finally couldn’t hold back and ejaculated. Twitch, twitch, each time he lightly bounced his pelvis, hot liquid spurted into Cheon Sejoo’s insides. At the novel sensation, Cheon Sejoo let out a languid sigh and reached out to grip his own penis.

He hooked his fingers around the reddish glans and lightly stroked it up and down, and cum spurted out as if it had been waiting. White liquid, like snow, poured onto Sejin’s flushed lower abdomen.

But this wasn’t enough to satisfy him. Cheon Sejoo was the type to push himself to his limit as much as he pushed his partner during sex. This wasn’t enough. Cheon Sejoo felt as if he was going crazy and moved his hips again.

Sejin’s glans, slightly softened after ejaculation, poked around inside. With the smooth, enveloping ecstasy of the afterglow, Cheon Sejoo opened his mouth wide and trembled. His mouth was parched from the dazzling pleasure he had never felt before. His whole body felt like it was burning up.

“No, not now, hng, Cheon Sejoo…”

Sejin desperately shook his head. His recently ejaculated penis was tingling. When Cheon Sejoo pressed against his penis, which was numb as if electrocuted, he couldn’t stand the strange sensation. Sejin struggled to get out from under Cheon Sejoo. With a faint smile, Cheon Sejoo clasped both his hands, binding them, and then thrust his hips down.

“Ah… aww…”

Sejin’s pathetic groan echoed in the room. He had thought he could overpower Cheon Sejoo with sheer strength, but being pinned underneath, and the sensations from his core, made his entire body lose strength, making it impossible.

Sejin bit his lip tightly, bracing himself with his legs. His toes trembled, and in the dizzying pleasure, like being on the edge of a cliff, he felt an urge to urinate. This isn’t right. With an instinctual aversion, Sejin shook his head with a tearful face, trying hard to push Cheon Sejoo away. But the more he resisted, the faster Cheon Sejoo’s thrusting became.

“Ah, haa…”

He panted, his reddened lips wide open. The dick piercing his inner wall felt like a firebrand. He wanted to suck and lick Sejin’s penis, which scattered pleasure as if setting his whole body on fire. Just one more time, cum… then suck. Just as Cheon Sejoo resolved that and strongly pushed his buttocks down.

“Ugh…”

Sejin’s eyes widened, then his body convulsed, and he shot something into his inner wall. Cheon Sejoo frowned, stopping his movements as the liquid forcefully shot out, heating up his organs. Ha, with a short sigh, he lowered his hand and stroked his lower abdomen.

His belly, slightly swollen from the inserted dick, was full of an unknown liquid. A sudden surge of fullness brought up nausea. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead. What is this? Cheon Sejoo forced himself to bear it and slightly lifted his waist.

Then, he felt hot water pouring out from between the perfectly fitted shaft and opening, drenching Sejin’s groin and the sheets. There was no smell. Looking down, he saw no color on the white sheets, so it wasn’t urine either. But looking down at Sejin, who was speechless from shock, Cheon Sejoo smiled crookedly.

“Sejin…”

“I told you, stop, stop…”

Tears welled up in Sejin’s eyes. Cheon Sejoo made a teasing remark to Sejin.

“Are you 20 months old instead of 20 years old? How dare you pee in hyung’s belly.”

“No…”

At that, Sejin cried out, shaking his head frantically. Tears streamed down his reddened eye corners. It always upset him to see Sejin’s crying face, but in bed, it felt different. His beautiful face, tainted with shame, was white and flushed, and erotic.

Cheon Sejoo felt a thrill rising in his stomach, tingling, and slowly lifted his waist. As he pulled his dick out just enough for the glans to be at the edge, the liquid that flowed from the gaping opening drenched Sejin’s groin and the sheets.

Sejin’s penis seemed to be losing its firmness, clearly startled. Cheon Sejoo found Sejin so adorable that he couldn’t resist kissing his tear-stained eyes. He heard Sejin mutter in a subdued voice, “I didn’t do it on purpose,” and chuckled, then kissed those lovely lips.