Clap - 36

But neither Ichan nor Ihyun responded to Jaemin’s pleas. Ihyun wiped Jaemin’s chest vigorously with the face of a saint confronting something unclean, while Ichan was rubbing his glans against the softly stretched wrinkles.

Jaemin fumbled to grab Ichan’s wrist. Ichan raised one eyebrow as if asking what was wrong.

“I, I, I’m sorry… Heuk, I’m sorry.”

“…”

Jaemin apologized desperately, though he had done nothing wrong. It was all his stupid brain could come up with. He didn’t know what to do or how to escape this situation. There seemed to be no way out. Both Ihyun and Ichan were too big, too solid, too strong.

“So now, that, ma, heok…”

Ichan cut off Jaemin’s plea and began to insert. Jaemin gasped, his mouth open so wide his lips might tear.

Experienced pain creates fear, not familiarity. The pain stemming from knowing how much it would hurt, how agonizing it would be, felt doubly intense. His thighs trembled violently even though only the glans had entered.

“Awuu…”

Tears streamed down his wide-open eyes. Ihyun, while cleaning up the vomit, also wiped Jaemin’s face, which was messy with various fluids.

Ichan moved his hips bit by bit, making way. He was displeased with the inner walls that had tightened so quickly after Ihyun had left. It was stiff and clenched without skill. It felt like he was thrusting into a lump of cheap clay haphazardly molded.

“Relax a bit. Why are you still so tight?”

Ichan pinched and pulled Jaemin’s nipple. But he still didn’t relax. Too bothersome to insert his fingers again, Ichan pondered what to do when his eyes fell on Jaemin’s limp penis. Ihyun immediately grasped it. The flesh, not even a span long, looked quite cute.

Ihyun pulled on Jaemin’s penis. It wasn’t a form of caress, but an attempt to shift the pain point and relax the rear opening.

“Ahut, it hurts! It hurts!”

Jaemin’s shoulders shook violently. It felt like his penis would be pulled off. He felt sorry for his penis stretching like dough. Having lived without luxury, he hadn’t even masturbated much. He wondered if he was losing his masculinity so miserably.

In the moment Jaemin struggled to shake off Ichan’s hand, the tightly closed wrinkles loosened. Ichan didn’t miss this opportunity. He pushed in at once, and half of his penis entered in one go.

“Ughk…”

Just as Jaemin was about to retch again, his chest heaving, Ihyun, with disgust all over his face, clamped his hand over Jaemin’s mouth. Jaemin’s retching and screams were blocked by the ice-cold hand.

Ichan, unlike Ihyun, didn’t even give Jaemin a moment to adapt. It was because he had already used up his meager patience just waiting for his turn.

Ichan’s penis repeatedly traveled in and out of Jaemin’s hole. The glans hitting the end of the rectum was fierce, but the shaft, dividing the folds, was very smooth. There was no hesitation or misalignment.

“Ugh, ah, oh! Haa, ugh…”

Jaemin clutched the blanket tightly. From the hole Ichan was entering and exiting to the perineum, the groin, and the testicles that had shriveled up due to tension, everything felt like it was burning. It was to the point where he had to lower his head several times to check if it was on fire or if blood was gushing out.

Ichan’s testicles slapped Jaemin’s perineum as they swung. Various obscene sounds, such as slaps, thuds, and squelches, mixed chaotically.

“Ugh, mph, ahh…!”

“Haa…”

Ichan, who had been moving busily, casually brushed his bangs that had fallen down. Then, he suddenly pulled out his penis. Jaemin’s eyes sparkled with hope, thinking it was finally over.

But immediately, his body was flipped over. Before he could even adapt to the spinning view, Ichan spread his buttocks wide and entered him from behind again. The thick flesh disappeared into Jaemin in an instant. And then, it penetrated a completely different part from the previous insertions.

Shocked, Jaemin tried to lift his upper body with his hands on the bed. However, Ichan pressed down hard on his back, so he was helplessly buried in the blanket.