Zhenya laughed, in disbelief.
As he murmured "Taekjoo," almost as if complaining, he began to rub his head against Kwon Taekjoo's shoulder.
Then, Zhenya supported Kwon Taekjoo's Bent waist and slowly licked from his neck to the back of his ear. Although he acted like a playful dog, his nature wasn't easily tamed. And this was no different.
"Your squeezing so much inside and out that i should naturally match those expectations."
The peculiar rough voice foreshadowed the upcoming storm. Next, Zhenya's cock, which had been frimly trapped inside, was yanked out.
No matter how hard he squeezed, it was no use. The shaft slipped out almost completely, leaving only the head inside, all the while rubbing gently against the entrance, creating a unsettling tension.
only to be slammed in with such force that dry sound echoed, sending a shiver from Kwon Taekjoo's pelvis up his spine
"Ah! Damn, bast…"
The deeply scratched mucous membrane awkwardly tried to get involved around the shaft. However, Zhenya immediately pulled back only to bury himself back to the root.
"Haa! Ah… fu-fucker…"
Kwon Taekjoo let out a groan that was almost a scream. His fingers, in response to the stabbing pain, dug frimly into Zhenya's shoulders and back.
But Zhenya paid no mind and continued with rapid and deep hip movements, as if punishing the earlier teasing, keeping his gaze fixed on Kwon Taekjoo as he repeatedly rammed him to his core.
"Ugh! Ah. uh… this damned…! Slow down… Ah, ah!"
"Haa, there you go, baring your teeth again. You asked for it, Taekjoo."
I didn't? And suddenly, he changed the angle of his thrusting, crushing one side of his inner thigh wall. In that moment, Kwon Taekjoo clamped his mouth tightly. His jaw tightened, and his rigid spine began to tremble uncontrollably.
Zhenya's lips curved into a silent smile. Right after, he slowly withdrew his cock and thrust in back into the exact spot, eliciting a scream from Kwon Taekjoo as his body collapsed. Without missing a chance, Zhenya continued to ram relentlessly, concentrating obsessively on that spot.
The constant pounding, crushing and squeezing deep inside him, sent electric currents all the way to his brain, wrenching out moans of frustration one after another.
"Ah! Ugh, ah…! Ugh, ah, uh…"
"Biting so hard with intention, huh? Is that it?"
The pleasure, almost painful, poured over like a waterfall. Every sense in his body sharpened, to the point where even the touch of a single hair was clearly felt. Zhenya's burning cock seemed determined to force its way into his belly.
Some of the mangled skin inside him clung to shaft that was thrusting out forcefully, only to be quickly pushed back in.
Zhenya licked Kwon Taekjoo lips, forcing them open. Although Kwon Taekjoo bit his tongue down as soon as Zhenya went inside, he ignored it as if he was used to it.
The tongues aggressively intertwined, and a subtle taste of blood appeared, only to be quickly neutralized by the dense saliva that had been accumulating.
Each time Zhenya's cock pierced and prodded Kwon Taekjoo's most sensitive inner flesh, Kwon Taekjoo's tongue reacted instinctively, causing the corners of Zhenya's lip to rise steadily.
"Uugh, ugh, uh, hngh, hugh, uugh!"
Even while his lips were sealed, the rhythm of Zhenya's cock thrusting in and out did not slow down in the slightest. The pounding from tip to base, penetrating deep in a single thrust, reminded constant.
Now, every time he pierced through that spot that became more sensitive with the slightest friction, Kwon Taekjoo would exhale in despair.
"Stop! Haah, haah!"
Kwon Taekjoo unleashed his survival instinct and lifted Zhenya's chin. Only then could he exhaled the breath he had been holding back. His chest ached from the tension he had been suppressing. Yet, Zhenya continued to explore below.
His pupils, now dilated, showed that he was no longer in his right mind. It seemed like he would have to pull him out of this state first.
He buried his head into Zhenya's neck as, with effort, he squeezed his hole. Then he bit down hard in his skin and pulled back as he sucked. Kwon Taekjoo didn't know if it was his imagination, but Zhenya's Adam's apple seemed to throb visibly.
Right after that, Zhenya's two arms squeezed Kwon Taekjoo as if he wanted to crush him. Then, his cock jerked explosively inside his hole. Kwon Taekjoo felt that he might tear himself apart at any moment, but he was trapped, unable to move.
He could only endure the intense, clingy lust that Zhenya was pouring over him.
"Ha…Ugh…ha, ah.. Ugh, zhe…Zhenya.. Ugh! Ha.. Ugh."
"Ha… ugh.. Taekjoo, taek.."
Zhenya had been violently thrusting inside him when he suddenly slammed into Kwon Taekjoo for the last time with a wet slap. At the same time, Zhenya's cock squirmed uncontrollably inside Kwon Taekjoo, releasing another kind of head.
Zhenya pushed himself against the the floor, pressing Kwon Taekjoo even tighter against the corner, unit their bodies, now entwined, pressed even tighter together. With ragged breath, Zhenya growled against Kwon Taekjoo's neck.
Zhenya let out long, raspy exhale, as he momerntarily stilled, before ramming into Kwon Taekjoo for the last time. His cock twitched before releasing a white stream of fluid.
Kwon Taekjoo's inner walls, warm from the constant friction, were coated with Zhenya's semen and continued to tremble in the lingering agony of pleasure.
"Haa, haa.. Taekjoo."
"Ahhh…"
Zhenya continued to whisper Kwon Taekjoo's name while sinking his face into Taekjoo's hair. Even thought Kwon Taekjoo's whole body was slick with sweat.
Zhenya showered him with kisses, undeterred. Too exhausted to resist, Kwon Taekjoo remained in his embrace and moaned,
"Shit… how come I get fucked harder by you than anything else on my missions."
"That's too much complaining for someone who just came so hard. Look your cum is really sticky. You must have been very restrained."
Zhenya collected Kwon Taekjoo's semen from between his clothes and held it up, stretching the milky strands between his fingers. Kwon Taekjoo slapped his hand away.
"Stop it. You bastard."
Kwon taekjoo couldn't understand what was so funny to Zhenya while he was clearly disgusted. He clicked his tongue in disapproval, searching for something to drink in the room.
His throat had been dry when he entered bathroom, but now it felt completely parched. He could have sworn he had seen a bottle of water somewhere.
Finally, he spotted the bottle on the sink. Kwon Taekjoo reached desperately for it, but it was useless since he was immortalized by Zhenya's embrace. He gave Zhenya a light tap on the shoulder.
"Hey, let me go. I'm thirsty and I need to shower."
"Alright"
Zhenya replied, nodding obediently, but he made no move to release Kwon Taekjoo. Instead, he intertwined his hands and raised them, pinning Kwon Taekjoo against the wall.
"What now?"
Kwon Taekjoo began to complain, but Zhenya silenced him with a kiss. His tongue invaded Kwon Taekjoo's mouth before he could even react. Was Zhenya trying to quench Kwon Taekjoo's thirst with a kiss? Surely he wasn't jealous of the water bottle.. maybe he just didn't want to let go of Kwon Taekjoo for even a moment.
Kwon Taekjoo couldn't understand Zhenya's intentions, but if this was the way of getting back at Kwon Taekjoo for going to work during their vacation, there was no reason to refuse. It was almost endearing to see such a big man acting like spoiled child, so he accepted Zhenya's affection and started to stuck on his tongue.
But instead of relieving his thirst, his throat only grew drier.