DASH

Chapter 76

"Well, yes, it's a complete mess here," Jaekyung sneered, spreading his narrow hole with his fingers.

"Ahhh...

Jihon threw his head back, and his shoulders shook with unexpected pleasure.

Jaekyung, lowering his panties to his thighs, began to massage his crotch again. Now that he was touching his skin, the sensations became much sharper, and the nature of the pleasure immediately changed.

"Please..." groaned Jihong, as if begging him to stop this torture. They had done to him all day long so that now he felt a sharp pain from the slightest touch. The swollen inner walls could not tolerate such stimulation.

This guy didn't even insert anything, but the pressure was so strong!

"Oh, no, stop it... Please..." - Jihon begged, burying the back of his head in his chest. But contrary to what he said, his ass was reaching for Jaekyung's fingers. His insides contracted, and his hips spread by themselves. Jihong wasn't even excited, but he felt like he was going to.@@@@

"Hyung, do you know..." whispered Jaekyung, hugging his lover tightly as he lost control. "When I enter, everything becomes so soft..."

Despite the persistence, the movements became more gentle and teasing.

"Every time I feel you shrink and relax.

Unbeknownst to him, Jaekyung spoke even more slowly, stroking the delicate skin with his lubricated palm, "But right now, you've got everything solid here, even though I didn't even enter. I didn't know that this place can also harden when you're excited."

Because of this, Jihon could not hold back his scream. And his anus contracted reflexively, and the fluid accumulated inside flowed out.

As if unable to take it anymore, Jihong instinctively arched, pressing against Jaekyung's groin.

Seeing this as a silent invitation, Jaekyung unbuckled his belt with his other hand.

But Jihon, realizing where everything was going, hurriedly shook his head: "No, you can't... If you come in now... I'm going to."

"You can."

"No, don't... I don't want to... I don't want to anymore... aah...

Jihon knew exactly what he was trying to achieve, but he said nothing. Let him do what he wants.

It seemed that this stubborn man was sincerely glad that he was trusted, which is why he did everything with special care. In the end, he even helped Jihon get dressed.

And, sitting next to him and hugging Jihon, he asked, "Hyung, don't you feel comfortable lying on the floor? Maybe we should go to the bed? I'll carry you."

However, Jihon immediately realized that they wanted to drag him into bed. And, remembering the unfortunate bed, he immediately shook up: "No, it's time to get up."

Quickly getting up, Jihong straightened his disheveled hair and looked at the clock that hung on the wall in the living room. It was already more than eight.

" What are you from?

"Not really," Jaekyung replied indifferently.

"Get dressed, let's go have dinner."

"Not at home?"

"I never eat at home, so roll a ball in the refrigerator. It's my treat.

—I'll pay for it myself, hyung.

"Come on, I won't become poor. And then I will use your strong body," Jihon sneered.

"So you're already..." blinked Jaekyun in disbelief.

"What?"

"Oh, well, I can do more..." - Jaekyung's voice sounded hopeful.

And then Jihon realized how ambiguous his words sounded: "Hey, I don't mean that!"

"And what about then?" muttered Jaekyung, offended.

Jihong could barely restrain himself from hitting him on the head and pointed his finger towards the bedroom: "Lower the mattress to the first floor."