Stranger

The fever gradually intensified. Unable to escape any longer, Yeon Woojeong clutched at the thin sheets on the bed. Kissing all over his cheeks and the nape of his neck, I thrust into him frantically. Ahhh. It felt so good, I almost swore. Ejaculation rushed through me, but I squeezed Yeon Woojeong’s hand, wanting to be inside him a little longer.

Suddenly, Yeon Woojeong’s back arched. At the same time, the hole contracted and expanded violently. I felt dizzy for a moment. Taking a breath, I slowly inserted my penis, nudging his insides once more, and he jerked violently beneath me.

“A second…”

Yeon Woojeong raised his head, gritted his teeth, and spoke. A single tear rolled down the corner of his eye. Even though I knew it was just a physiological phenomenon like yawning, my chest burned for a moment and I stopped all movement. I licked the drop of water from his cheek and placed my lips on the corner of his eye.

His body twitched erratically. His body shuddered, then stopped shuddering for another moment before shuddering again. His hole tightened around my cock relentlessly, and I felt a surge of desire to bury myself inside him, but I gritted my teeth and slowly pulled back.

As soon as I pulled away, he curled up with his hands on his stomach and closed his eyes. He looked like he was enduring something. I knew he wasn’t sick, but I felt a rush of fear.

“Are you… okay?”

Carefully, I pulled him into my arms and stroked his stomach. I felt like I was going to explode down there, alternating between pain and pleasure, but I managed to calm myself down by patting Yeon Woojeong’s body.

After a while, I could feel Yeon Woojeong’s body slowly relax. I looked up at his face, and he raised his body.

Yeon Woojeong looked at me, who raised myself after him. He swept a stray strand of hair out of his face in an angry and somewhat dazed manner.

“Huuff…”

He eyed me down there, then he reached out and pushed my shoulder. As I lay down on the bed, compliantly pushed by his hand, Yeon Woojeong sat on top of me and looked down at me.

Yeon Woojeong grabbed my penis and stroked it lightly. My body shuddered. He smirked and then took the condom off as if tearing it. 

“You should have some fun, too.”

The eyes looking down were softly relaxed, and just looking up at his face made me feel like I was going to ejaculate.

“Mr. Yeon.”

“Yeah?”

“I like your eyes.”

Yeon Woojeong raised one of his eyebrows and smiled. His eyes, now dried as if he hadn’t cried, looked fierce at first sight, but the pupils inside stroked me gently and playfully.

He leaned his head down and kissed my lips, making a loud noise, then lifted his hips. My cock slowly disappeared between his spread legs.

“Hht…”

The soft flesh descended, clamping down on my cock, and my arousal, which I thought had been dulled, suddenly exploded.

Yeon Woojeong brought his hands back to rest on my thighs, frowned, and slowly moved his hips. He moved it in circles, then up and down, thumping it lightly, and I couldn’t keep myself together.

Yeon Woojeong stared down into my face, swaying his hips merrily and tightening his hole. It was as if his figure a while ago, shuddering wildly in pleasure, had been a lie.

“Ghh, mmph…”

“You like it?”

Yeon Woojeong, who had been stammering out a long string of “ah” with a mischievous face, threw his head back and moaned as he pounded down. It felt like my hard, swollen penis was melting like a rice cake, and now the slightest stimulus became a tidal wave that came and washed over me.

“Ahh, Mr. Yeon, I’m.”

“Cum.”

Yeon Woojeong commanded, pressing the tip of his tongue to the corner of his mouth. He didn’t stop moving, his cock twitching in the air. His nipples were richer in color than usual, and his bobbing Adam’s apple was deliciously appetizing.

He continued to pound down on me. My penis grazed his insides against my will. My toes curled, and my calves stiffened as if I had a cramp. Haah. My breath came in uncontrollable bursts, the corners of my eyes felt hot. My body didn’t feel like mine, and I felt like I was being sucked downward. I gave one big thrust upward.

Only a faint gasp escaped through my parted lips. In my daze, as if someone had peeked into my mind and watched the memory of the moment, I felt my body splitting into tiny pieces, bouncing up and down, and finally drenched in sticky water. The pleasure washed over me in an instant, and I ejaculated at the same time as I felt my entire body’s strength drain away through my fingertips.

I shuddered, my thighs rising and falling in a dense afterglow. I was exhaling quietly, but Yeon Woojeong smirked and put his hands on my abdomen, rocking his hips quickly and stimulating me.

“Ugh, hhh…”

I had just finished ejaculating, so my penis was sensitive to the slightest stimulus. I clenched my fists, feeling a sensation that oscillated between pleasure and pain that made my skin tingle.

“Haah, Mr. Yeon…”

“Mhm, Jiho.”

He grimaced, thrusting up and down on me. White semen dripped from the opening of his hole that embraced my penis, smearing myself with his movements. I stared at it, frowning, and then tugged on his arm, pulling him down to me.

As Yeon Woojeong’s movements stopped, the strange sensations that had been piercing my body slowly subsided. My cock slid out of him as I pulled him forward.

I held him, catching my breath. Yeon Woojeong leaned in and kissed my neck.

I stroked his sweaty back. I traced my fingertips over his jutting shoulder blades, then down the curve of his waist. I squeezed and released his delightfully firm buttocks. He flinched as I rubbed his damp entrance.

I pressed my lips to his cheek, rubbed them together, and then pulled away. Yeon Woojeong’s penis was erect against my leg. We ejaculated at the different times we finished, and I wasn’t satisfied with that. I reached out to squeeze his penis, but he blocked my hand.

“What is it?”

“…….”

“What’s wrong?”

I asked with a frown, and he laughed, frowning in the same way I did.

“You’ve only let it out once, no?”

“It’s bad if ejaculation becomes the basis for the count.”

“Why do you only have a few ejaculations these days? You used to ejaculate a lot.”

I really liked sex with Yeon Woojeong, but sometimes, there were times I wanted to do it for a very long time. However, I’d always hold back because he’d have to go to work the next day, or he looked exhausted. But we’re on a trip, and the night is long, so I figure we can enjoy it more. Of course, I’d hold back if it was putting a strain on his body, but he seemed to be backing off when he could be doing more.

He rolled his eyes, then opened his mouth.

“Normally… Doing it four times is not normal.”

I didn’t really want to follow the norm. I scanned his body absentmindedly, unconvinced. He had such a good body.

“You said you work out because of me.”

“…”

“So why don’t you just use the time to work out to…”

… Stay with me. I swallowed my words, but Yeon Woojeong smiled deeply, as if he knew what I was about to say. He trailed down his gaze on me. His gaze traveled down my neck, across my chest, stomach, and finally to my penis, which remained fully erect.

“Do it alone.”