My Bloody Valentine - 32

Taesin smeared Han’s entrance, coated with his own syrup-like semen, with the palm of his hand. A warm sensation rose between Han’s sticky, wet buttocks.

Taesin’s long fingers swept down the semen that flowed out, gathering it up, and then pushed it back in, delving into the narrow entrance. The tightly contracted inner walls, moistened with pooled semen and tensed up, were touched. Taesin’s long fingers, swollen as if stretching the entrance, slowly made a round trip. Han squirmed in discomfort at the unfamiliar intrusion.

“Ugh… I told you to just do it!”

“Why? Are you trying to faint? That won’t work.”

On Taesin’s face was a pure cruelty, akin to the gleam in the eyes of a child tearing off the wings of a butterfly.

“I’ll make you feel everything. I’ll make you cry out in pleasure, so expect it.”

Taesin sensed a determination in Han’s face to not release any tension again, to not show any sensation. Seeing that resolute face, one corner of Taesin’s mouth curled up.

Ambition subtly raised its head. He wanted to see again the face that had slackened with pleasure, moaning softly before ejaculating.

Han clenched the sheet again as if to grind his determination. With past experiences of pain and ignorance of sex, Han was confident. No matter how much he was pushed, he wouldn’t make the same mistake again. He would never feel anything, he was sure of it.

Slowly, the probing fingers rummaged through the insides as if searching for something. With the abundant semen he had deposited, there was a squelching sound whenever his fingers moved about. Sensing Han’s discomfort and humiliation, Taesin deliberately moved his hand more roughly to make the sound louder.

The twisting inner walls, trying to push out the unfamiliar intruder, were hot and moist. A bulging area, deep behind the testicle, was touched by Taesin’s fingertip. When Taesin pressed it gently with his fingertip, there was an immediate response.

“…!”

A grunt almost burst out. Luckily, no sound came out, but for a moment, Han’s entire body stiffened with a shudder.

The moment his hand stimulated something, he felt a tingling sensation, and sparks seemed to fly in his mind, from inside his lower abdomen. Han deliberately kept his face expressionless to hide it. But he couldn’t fool Taesin, who observed him with an examining gaze as if dissecting him.

“I found it.”

With a victorious smile in the corners of his eyes, Taesin’s index and middle fingers plunged in together. With his hand deeply embedded, reaching the climax he had touched earlier, Taesin quickly moved his wrist as if pulling out a hair.

“Ah, uh, ah, ugh, ah!”

Finally, Han screamed as if he was about to pass out. Taesin’s smile deepened. In the process, his fingers increased to three, and Taesin used the force of his entire arm and shoulder to crush Han, breaking through the climax. Han’s body writhed as Taesin moved him back and forth.

“Ah, ah, stop…! Ah! Huh, uh, ah…!”

My mind went blank, and cries that I couldn’t believe were mine burst out involuntarily. Along with a tingling sensation piercing through my core, it felt like something hot was pouring out of my body. My mind seemed to be losing control.

“P-please… huh, ah! Just… stop!”

Han’s eyelashes trembled. As he lowered his head, feeling soreness inside his thighs, he noticed his own genitals rising again.

It felt like the sky was falling. It was horrifying to see myself, once family-like and brotherly, having my back scratched by the hands of a child and getting an erection.

“This… it’s standing.”

“No… no…”

Taesin leisurely withdrew his hand from the hot hole, as if savoring the process of Han’s impoverished ego crumbling. His slick fingers slid out like spider silk.

Taesin flipped Han over and pulled his hips towards him. Han, finally ending up on all fours like a quadruped, felt his dignity plummet to the ground. Taesin deliberately put him in this position to degrade him, and I could bet everything I had on it. Of course, which was only debts.

Slowly, the firm and gigantic body, adorned with numerous scars, rose on Han’s back as if unfolding. There was nowhere to escape, no time to resist, and no strength to do so.

Still feeling the intrusion as if his hand was still there, a blunt glans probed the entrance. Han bit his lips tightly at the vivid sensation. Soon, the thick glans pushed in, spreading the sticky entrance.

“Ah…!”

Grabbing Han’s pelvis, which had protruded bones, and thrusting his waist forward, Taesin barely managed to swallow the tender inner walls. Between the small buttocks, the hole connected to the thick pillar expanded as if it would burst.

“Ugh…”

With pressure pressing against his organs, Han felt suffocated. Breathing through his nose alone wasn’t enough; he had to open his mouth and pant.

“Uh, uh…”

There was no room for mercy. Taesin pushed forcefully from start to finish, slowly pulling out and then thrusting in again. It felt like being punched in the stomach.

After repeatedly pulling out and thrusting back in for a long time, he savored the softened inner walls, pounding his waist freely.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh… ah!”

Han sobbed as Taesin’s penis, thrusting faster and faster, hit his sensitive spot.

He identified Han’s weak spot and, after poking around in different places a couple of times, precisely aimed for the prostate and struck it firmly, as if sculpting. Each time, unwanted sounds burst out involuntarily.

“D-Don’t… do it like that…!”

“I don’t like it.”

Despite being on the brink of collapse, Han shook his hips wildly from behind like a dog wagging its tail.

Taesin cruelly stabbed and scratched the area he had thoroughly stimulated with his hand. Although the sensation was in his stomach, the tip of his penis felt electrified. Han continued to writhe in discomfort rather than face another climax.

But Taesin’s intuition was terrifyingly sharp. He reached forward and grasped Han’s genitals. When his rough and rugged hand touched the increasingly sensitive skin, Han’s erection subsided sharply due to the sudden sharp sensation.

“Ah!”

Taesin twisted the tender glans with his fingertips and rubbed the shaft up and down, urging Han towards climax. Meanwhile, he didn’t slow down the motion of thrusting his waist from behind. It was like revenge for daring to resist him during sex.

Saliva dripped from Han’s gaping mouth. The sensations were overwhelming for Han, who was inexperienced in sex.

“Uh, uh, huh…”

A cry close to a scream pierced Han’s eardrums first. Something inside him kept breaking.

“I-I’m sorry, I… huh…”

Finally, the willingness to surrender was conveyed. Taesin smoothly pulled his lips back into a smile and completely overlapped his body on Han’s back. And, as if to prove my dominance, he bit into Han’s back as if tearing it apart.

“Ah…!”

Pain and pleasure blended without boundaries. Feeling as if he was falling somewhere, Han trembled with a sense of falling.

Thump, thud.

Soon, semen erupted from Han’s penis onto the bedsheet. Along with it, Taesin also prepared for ejaculation.

Before reaching climax, Taesin was so rough that Han could barely endure it. With loud noises, his hard pelvis relentlessly struck Han’s buttocks, which were wet with sweat and pleasure, turning as red as his face.

“Ah, uh, ah, huh…”

Han felt like he was about to pass out. Taesin, thrusting madly, pulled Han’s hips against his lower body at the moment of climax. Gradually, their bodies pressed together without a gap, and semen burst out from the tightly connected junction.

“Uh, huh…”

With Taesin’s strong hand pressing down on his abdomen, Han made a choked sound.

With his penis still deeply inserted, Taesin rotated his waist heavily, feeling the aftermath of ejaculation. Han’s thighs, pressed against Taesin’s rock-like thigh, trembled. Han’s arms, which had been trembling continuously, finally went limp. As Han collapsed forward, the penis that had been inside him slipped out.

His body trembled and convulsed as if experiencing an aftershock after an earthquake. Han’s eyes were already clouded and hazy, unable to distinguish between reality and dream.

As he tried to sink into unconsciousness, his body suddenly flipped over, and a slap struck him directly. It wasn’t as forceful as before, but it was enough to wake him up.

“Don’t lose consciousness without permission.”

“Huh…”

With a firm penis now inserted into the soggy hole, Han’s body jerked.

“Open your eyes properly.”

With Han’s legs placed on Taesin’s rocky thighs as he kneeled, his buttocks floated in mid-air. Taesin gently grabbed Han’s drooping head with one hand and turned it towards him.

“I told you to look at me.”

The captured jawbone felt like it would break. Looking up with a blurred vision, Taesin’s pupils were still burning with lust.

❖ ❖ ❖

That day, Han experienced almost everything seen in the few explicit videos he had ever watched. He trembled almost in a state of madness.

With a blurry view, he saw his legs wide open, reddening, and Taesin’s firm waist thrusting vigorously between them.

“Now, huh, stop… give me a break…”

“No.”

Han’s despairing eyes closed slowly.

“I said no. Open your eyes properly.”

When he tried to relax, he was slapped on the cheek, and when he tried again, water was splashed on his face. Could this even be considered sex? Shouldn’t it be called punishment?

Taesin inserted his hand under Han’s waist to deepen the penetration. As he thrust upward, Han’s abdomen bulged, and his lower belly trembled. At that moment, as Taesin’s penis lodged deeper, it hardened slightly and widened.

“Guh…”

The low grunt he made as he ejaculated was repulsive and terrifying. Was this his fourth time ejaculating? Or was it the fifth…?

Han’s gaze, now weakened, fell on the curtain covering the window. Light seeped through the curtain gap. He couldn’t even tell how many hours had passed.

The hand gripping his waist and pelvis as if they would break loosened, and the deeply embedded penis, along with the vigorous semen, flowed out. Han finally felt relieved. Finally… he could pass out.

Taesin spread his legs over his own thighs and looked down at the seemingly lifeless Han. As if a cylindrical hole had opened up, his buttocks were spread apart, and white liquid flowed out between them, causing Taesin’s penis to rise again.

But considering that he would have to do it twenty times, he decided to stop for today. Wiping his sweat-drenched hair, Taesin lowered Han’s legs and got up from the bed.

“Taesin…”

Taesin, who stood up straight, immediately turned around.

“Don’t go… Taesin…”

The face he looked down at was clearly asleep. He would never be the one with such a pitiful face. Perhaps there were some beautiful memories with someone who shared the same name. Enough to want to meet them even in a dream.

“Damn it.”

It felt incredibly filthy, incomparable to sitting next to a woman, a feeling beyond words.