My Bloody Valentine - 73

A massive, erect penis, rigid from below the navel, pressed tightly against his lower abdomen, defying gravity. The testicles, the size of a fist, also bulged out of the brief band.

Taeshin approached, stroking from the substantial testicles up to the shaft and glans with his own hand.

Holding the shaft, he aimed the swollen glans at the entrance, spreading the slick pre-cum around the hole, rubbing it in circular motions and up and down.

The hardened tip scraped along the perineum and kissed the hole. Then it entered, pressing down on the glistening white skin.

“Ah….”

Taeshin bent his muscled back gently and pushed his hips. The glans, the size of a child’s fist, stretched the entrance taut and penetrated it.

“Ah, it hurts….”

Han, as a habit, tried to say it hurts but swallowed the words. Considering the pain Taeshin must have felt, it was wrong to complain about this much pain.

“Today, you’re trying to speak, huh?”

Taeshin, gripping Han’s waist and side with both hands, deepened the penetration with three thrusts, and with the fourth, pushed all the way in to the root. With a thud, Han’s eyes grew warm, and his eyelashes fluttered.

The long and thick penis pushed aside the curved end and filled his intimate space. Taeshin, looking down at the perfectly fitting base, licked his lips with his tongue.

Han’s trembling legs were placed on Taeshin’s shoulders. His ankles and feet looked small and thin on the broad shoulders.

The penis, which had slipped out, thrust in again. The tight inner walls clung like a suction cup, gripping Taeshin’s cock tightly.

“Ugh… ah….”

“Relax.”

Taeshin uttered through clenched teeth. Han’s waist twisted involuntarily. The entering cock felt endlessly long, pushing up into his insides.

“Hah….”

A satisfied sigh escaped Taeshin. The dripping, writhing inner walls seemed to gently caress his cock.

Taeshin began to move his waist gently. With a wet sound, the reddish shaft disappeared and reappeared repeatedly. The previously dry penis soon became slick with moisture.

“Ah… ah…”

As he gradually increased the speed, Han’s chest heaved with the pressure of the penetrating force.

When Han looked up at Taeshin, he was gazing down at the connection with eyes engrossed in the sensation at the tip of his cock.

“Uhh, ugh, ah…”

Tears continuously flowed from the corners of Han’s eyes to his temples, like turning on a faucet. Whether from the pleasure points being brutally stimulated or from the deep guilt of realizing the truth too late was unclear.

Taeshin gritted his teeth, looking down at Han’s endless tears. Then the pounding began.

The movement, stabbing and cruelly pulling out, was merciless. With each thrust, Han’s hips and Taeshin’s firm ilium clashed with a slapping sound.

“Uhh… ahhh…”

Han’s usually quiet cock, strangely enough, began to rise instinctively. Taeshin, looking down, quickly grabbed it in his hand.

“Ah!”

Han let out a scream-like cry. Perhaps afraid Taeshin might burst it. Taeshin grinned wryly, holding Han’s cock and gently shaking it.

“You don’t need to… ah!”

Taeshin twirled Han’s glans between his fingers and began to furiously thrust. The inner walls quivered and convulsed, felt at the sensitive tip. The stimulated walls swelled and enveloped Taeshin’s cock more comfortably and pleasantly.

“Hah… you’re so delicious.”

“Uhh, ah…”

“I can’t stop.”

Taeshin charged forward like a beast sprinting. Every movement of his back made his strong butt muscles form dark contours, and sweat dripping from his forehead and nose fell.

“It’s hot… and sticky. You’re holding onto my cock so it won’t come out.”

“Hah… ugh…”

Han’s cock, moaning as if crying, was reddening at the tip, nearing climax. Taeshin moved with brutal force, pushing Han toward climax.

“Uhh… this is, ugh, this is too, ugh…”

“I want to see you cum.”

“Uhh, no, no… hah…”

Despite Han’s efforts to shake his head, Taeshin did not relent. The sensation of the sensitive glans sweeping the filled inner walls made Han’s vision turn white. It felt like being pulled into another dimension as if an anesthetic was injected through the veins.

“Hah!”

Finally, thick white semen erupted from Han’s cock. The liquid, arcing slightly, spilled onto Han’s chest and abdomen, then dribbled down his sides.

Taeshin observed Han’s climax without taking his eyes off for a moment, then released Han’s cock and removed his hand from his waist. Taeshin’s handprints were left red on the white skin near the waist and ilium.

Satisfied with the clear imprint of his mark on his possession, Taeshin grabbed Han’s arms with both hands. He held the thin forearms like reins and continued to chase after the climax. Han’s body shook uncontrollably as if on a wild amusement ride.

“Ah, ah! Ah, ugh! Fuck, wrong, ugh, wrong… sorry… sorry… wrong…”

Taeshin dismissed Han’s tearful apologies as incoherent ramblings of pleasure and thrust harder.

Taeshin’s cock, as if alive, thrashed and flailed. Having already climaxed once, it ruthlessly crushed the prostate, making Han’s limbs tremble and convulse like an insect caught in an electric fly swatter.

Approaching climax, Taeshin pressed his body over Han’s. Han’s erect nipple pressed into Taeshin’s firm chest.

“Come here.”

Although they couldn’t get any closer, Taeshin embraced Han’s writhing body, which couldn’t tell if it was pain or pleasure, and pulled him in tightly. He pushed his penis into the space as far as it could go, squeezing Han tightly between his arms.

“Ugh….”

A suppressed moan leaked from Han’s lips. It felt as though he could vividly sense every tiny wrinkle and the texture of the rectum at the tip of the glans.

Taeshin, still deeply inside, thrust his hips vigorously. He rounded his hips and moved up and down as if tearing the hole. With every angle and stimulation inside, Han could only cry.

“Ah! Ah… hah!”

Han writhed and squirmed.

“Don’t turn your head.”

The low voice sternly commanded. Taeshin made sure Han looked at him. With Han’s tearful face directly in front of him, Taeshin raced towards climax, unable to control his excitement.

“Ugh, hah… kkh…”

With a moan of pain, Taeshin bit down hard on Han’s nape. He began a long climax, biting and chewing the soft flesh.

“Ah!”

Han felt Taeshin’s cock writhing inside him. The hardening and softening cock released an enormous amount of semen, indeed for a long time.

The sensation made his stomach feel bloated, as if he had urinated inside him.

“Hah… ugh…”

Despite being crushed by Taeshin’s hot body, Han shivered all over as if unable to endure the cold.

Taeshin continued to move his waist slowly, coiled around Han’s entire body like a snake. Even after climaxing, his cock retained its firmness, and Han had no choice but to endure the pleasure Taeshin forced upon him.

After enjoying the lingering effects for a long time, Taeshin finally released Han’s arms and stood up. He held Han’s buttocks with both hands, spreading them wide, and slowly pulled out his cock, watching the connection intently.

“Hah, ugh!”

The thick cock, saturated with semen, slid out of the inner walls. Han felt a chill and shivered as it exited.

Taeshin’s glans widened the entrance as it came out. It made a small popping sound, like pulling a cork from a shaken champagne bottle. White semen poured out from the round hole instead of bubbles.

“Uhh… so dizzy, oh…”

Han gasped for breath and continued to cry. It was unclear whether the tears shed during the act were purely physiological responses or due to overwhelming emotions toward Taeshin.

Taeshin continued to observe Han’s buttocks closely. The large, gaping hole remained round and couldn’t close properly.

“Miss it? I’ll put it back in soon.”

Taeshin dragged the stream of semen with his glans and pushed it back into Han’s hole. Han’s body jerked again.

Occasionally trembling, Han looked at Taeshin with blurred eyes.

“Did you enjoy it that much?”

Han, who had been expected to be filled with shame, looked at Taeshin with hazy eyes and asked back.

“Uhh… you, you…?”

Taeshin briefly furrowed his brows but soon returned to his usual expression.

“I liked it. I’d even want to carve out your hole and carry it around.”

The horrifically cruel words made Han smile faintly.

“I’m glad…”

Han tried to see more of the satisfied look on Taeshin’s face, hoping it might be some small compensation. Although he knew it was an absurd rationalization, he couldn’t help it.

“You really…”

Taeshin looked at Han as if he had something more to say. But Han was too exhausted. The emotional and physical toll of the day was too great and overwhelming for him. His unconscious mind pulled him away with frightening force.