Clap - 34

Jaemin tried hard to move his lips to say something. He wriggled his arms, twisted his hips, but it was all futile resistance.

Ihyun’s glans vividly appeared above the reddened folds. And with a squelch, it penetrated. The insertion didn’t stop there. The pillar slowly pushed in bit by bit.

“Hau…”

Jaemin’s wide-open eyes filled with shimmering tears. As Ihyun’s insertion deepened, the gel inside the walls began to trickle out through the gaps. Thanks to this, Jaemin’s limp testicles and groin became slick with wetness.

It was a scene beyond erotic, bordering on obscene and vulgar. Ihyun and Ichan found it immensely enjoyable. They anticipated that after Jaemin’s awakening, when they came to love him, they would bury their faces in this pretty bottom for a week at a time.

Ihyun’s persistently pushing p3nis finally reached the end of the rectum. It wouldn’t go in any further no matter how much force he applied to his waist. The base of his p3nis that couldn’t enter the inner walls cried out in frustration. Still, for a first insertion, it was exceptionally deep.

“Haa…”

“Ha…”

Ihyun and Ichan let out simultaneous sighs of pleasure. Ihyun because of the rear opening clenching tightly around his p3nis. Ichan because of the moist and tightly gripping mouth.

Meanwhile, Jaemin, with both his upper and lower holes filled, was on the verge of passing out. It hurt, it hurt so much… He couldn’t even say it hurt. Tears gushed forth. Ichan pressed down on the rising tears with his index finger, as if playing whack-a-mole.

After feeling the briefly convulsing holes, Ihyun and Ichan slowly began to move their hips. Even the slightest movement of their large p3niss demonstrated an overwhelming presence. It felt like his insides were being pulled out from both ends simultaneously.

“Ugh, uk, hu, uk, uu…”

Jaemin looked with a hazy gaze at Ichan, Ihyun, and his own rear opening where Ihyun was entering. He sincerely thought. He wished they would rather cut off his fingers or toes. No, he would even let them cut off his arm if they would just stop.

Did they know? Ichan clicked his tongue and pulled his p3nis out of Jaemin’s mouth. His face was all scrunched up as if something was bothering him. It was because Jaemin kept scraping his p3nis with his teeth every time Ihyun moved.

Even though it was troublesome, it was done for arousal, but this… It was enough to kill his libido.

“Cough, cough! Hau, eut, cough, keuk!”

Jaemin coughed out dull groans and coughs simultaneously. Cold air rushed into his wide-open throat. That air stung and burned like finely crushed box cutter blades.

Ichan lay down next to Jaemin. It seemed better to masturbate using Jaemin as a side dish until Ihyun’s turn was over. At least Jaemin’s sobbing face was quite a sight to behold.

Ihyun glanced at Ichan. His face, identical to his own, was full of mischief. He thought Jaemin would have a hard time if Ichan took his place.

Ihyun, with a chilling smile, suddenly pulled Jaemin’s pelvis downward. He could clearly feel the tip of his glans scraping against the inner walls. Jaemin’s eyes filled with shock.

“Heok… Ah, it hurts… Too, ughk, ah! Too pai- hic!”

Jaemin flailed his arms, trying to push Ihyun away. It wasn’t resistance, but a struggle to survive.

Ichan grabbed those hands and buried his nose in them. He couldn’t smell anything but Jaemin’s faint scent. Losing interest, he bound the thin arms together above Jaemin’s head. As his arms bent backward, Jaemin’s chest rose, and his pink n1pples became prominent. Ichan’s eyes sparkled at discovering a new toy.

Ichan pressed his thumb firmly against Jaemin’s n1pple. Feeling the small bump under his finger, saliva seeped between his molars. The n1pple, stiff with tension, desperately tried to escape Ichan’s fingers, moving left and right. It looked quite cute.

After rolling the n1pple in circles with his thumb, Ichan used his index finger to pinch it. The n1pple, slightly smaller than a bean, left him wanting. If only it were a bit bigger. Ichan pulled the n1pple hard. The soft pink areola quivered with the force.

However, Jaemin showed no particular reaction. Ihyun’s p3nis probing his rear was so overwhelming that he probably wouldn’t notice even if Ichan were to pluck off his n1pples.

“Teacher… Heeuk, eu, it hurts. Please… Stop… Uk!”

Jaemin contorted his tear-soaked face. His voice was quite pitiful. Ihyun, who had been staring at the moving lower body, raised his head to meet Jaemin’s gaze. Jaemin looked at him desperately.