“N-no! Ugh, sl-slowly—Hwaa! Ah…! Aah!”
Haimar’s once tender thrusts turned rough, and without regard for Ben, who was still slightly convulsing and releasing cloudy fluid, Haimar began to selfishly pound his passage.
The tight inner wall welcomed the glans, which reached deep into his intestines, sucking and releasing it with a pop sound.
“Shhh, you’re being punished right now.”
“Why… why! Huk, ugh…!”
‘What did I even do to deserve this—!’
‘Shouldn’t I at least know what I’m being punished for?’
Ben, unable to swallow his sense of injustice, was merely held by the hips and shaken by Haimar, only crying out at the thunderous pleasure.
It was strange—his insides felt completely crushed by the unfamiliar position, and there was nowhere else to go, yet the sensation of going deeper was relentless.
Moreover, the pleasure was so far beyond the line that it kept shaking his head, which was terrifying.
And yet, the feeling of Haimar coolly scratching the ticklish spot felt good.
‘Strange, scary, and also good.’
Incompatible words were jumbled together, but he had no time or capacity to find any other words to express it.
It felt as though he were riding a rollercoaster that had reached the peak of pleasure and continued to climb endlessly, unable to find a point to drop down and catch his breath.
Ben thrashed around, feeling like he was losing control of himself, and the only words he could utter were a struggle for survival against the pleasure dominating him.
“D-don’t, it’s too, too deep. Huk! I just, just came—”
Before he could enjoy the afterglow of his climax, his prostate was tormented, and Ben’s shriveled penis received renewed energy without rest.
His lower abdomen continuously bulged and flattened, and instead of the feeling of climax, a sensation similar to the urge to urinate built up.
It was a foreign sensation.
It hadn’t been long since he ejaculated, yet he felt like he was about to release something again.
Ben didn’t know what he wanted to release, but it became harder to endure every time Haimar pounded him deep inside, and he pleaded.
“Th-this is strange. Stop, please. Haimar…! It’s coming out again… Ah…!”
Ben, who didn’t know what to do, moved his frantically fumbling hands to his penis, gripping the root tightly to restrain it.
He felt that if he didn’t do this, he wouldn’t be able to shake off the sense of anxiety chasing him.
Normally, he would grab his penis to hasten ejaculation, but Ben held onto his center, correcting his shaking body in an effort to hold back.
However, Haimar was not the kind of man to passively watch.
Before Ben’s two hands could fully grasp his penis, Haimar affectionately interlaced their fingers, pulled them to the side, and then pounded Ben’s passage with only the power of his hips.
“I-I’m sorry… Huk, I’m sorry… Stop this… Hit!”
“Hoo, what are, you sorry, for—?”
With the physical means of escape blocked, Ben was forced to endure the uncontrollable urinary-like urge solely through his will.
He simply begged Haimar, not knowing what he was apologizing for, only pleading for him to stop the relentless movements that drove his penis deep into him and aggressively thrust against the clinging inner wall.
Just then, the words Haimar had spoken earlier about his appearance flashed through his mind.
‘Someone else’s clothes. Someone else’s scent. The words about being annoyed.’
‘So, this beautifully crazy bastard was pointing out his dissatisfaction with Ben’s appearance, which was created by someone else’s hands, by acting out with his unchanged mean-spirited nature.’
“Ugh, ah…! Huk, you, you bad, bastard…! Huk, I, I didn’t, ahk, ung! Do it because I, huuu… wanted to!”
“Haah… but if you cry beautifully as you come, I might overlook it.”
‘Thwack, thwack—’
A thick, squelching sound of friction resonated every time their joined groins pulled apart and then violently thrust back in.
Haimar was pounding so strongly that the folds of his entrance were already plump and swollen, and his perineum and scrotum were bright red from the friction heat.
The hardest thing to endure was the gap between the constant, gentle touch of Haimar’s comforting lips and the savage, internal movements that crushed his insides.
“Hnng, ah! Sl-slowly! Please… ugh! Slowly… Haimar…!”
“I feel like I could overlook it more if we came together…?”
The relentless act was utterly merciless, just like Haimar.
The column of fire punishing Ben and driving him into a pit of pleasure only became faster and more forceful, showing no sign of weakening.
Meanwhile, the sensation that something was about to come out grew increasingly intense, pressing Ben to his limit.
Regardless of whether the fault was justified based on their relationship, Ben already sensed defeat. Ben had never once won against Haimar in bed.
Thus, Ben’s protests didn’t last long.
“Hwaa, aht! Ung, I’m sorry, I’m sorry… Hwaaah! Ung, I’m… sorrryyy…!”
Even though it was unfair, all he could do was cry and apologize.
Every time Haimar deeply excavated the red, soft flesh that sucked on the tip of his glans and then pulled away, his vision blurred from the excessive sensation, and his thighs trembled.
However, what was vividly clear, even through the moisture and the blurred vision of extreme pleasure, was that the man he was clinging to was intensely sensual.
Even though his sexual arousal had slightly clouded his vision, he could distinctly feel Haimar’s skin, shining like it held light like marble, and his eyes, glowing brightly like a lighthouse, touching him.
He was extremely wronged and angry, but separately, the very presence of Haimar being excited by him fueled the pleasure further.
It was the fulfillment of a psychological pleasure that transcended physical ecstasy.
“Haah…”
As the feeling of ejaculation reached its peak, Haimar pressed his lips close to Ben’s ear and breathed out deeply, sending a shiver down Ben’s spine.
Eventually, the moment Haimar’s penis firmly slammed into the deepest part of his inner wall, a hot liquid spread throughout his abdomen.
Feeling the semen gurgle and fill his insides, Ben immediately reached his climax as well.
“I-I’m going to… Hik! Ungh…!”
Trickle—.
The overwhelming orgasm that made his entire lower abdomen reverberate melted everything below his waist.
It was a sensation different from ejaculation.
It was similar to the feeling of urinating.
Ben couldn’t even think of stopping his penis, which was spraying a transparent fluid that was neither semen nor urine.
Until it was all released, he was like an idiot, unable to even swallow the drool running down his lips.
“You’re coming too much.”
He literally sprayed it out like a fountain.
It soaked his stomach and Haimar’s stomach, and shamelessly drenched the sheets as well.
When his mind returned slightly, a rush of shame overwhelmed him at the disaster that had occurred, and the tears that had briefly subsided threatened to spill out again.
“I-I didn’t do that because I wanted to… ugh, it’s not… my fault.”
It was a weak excuse, but Ben frowned and avoided Haimar’s gaze.
Ben had never thought he would be the one to experience that—the phenomenon men only spoke of, where too much pleasure makes you squirt.
“If you had just stopped when I told you to… it would have been fine…”
“So, should you be playing along with others like that?”
‘Why does this man speak such ridiculous nonsense with such sincerity?’
Did he think Ben knew he would be playing along and still let it happen?
Of course, he didn’t know.
Ben swore with his eyes, then lost the energy to do even that, and completely leaned his body against Haimar’s warmth that clung to him.
He wanted to find something to retort with, but his thoughts wouldn’t connect and kept becoming shorter.
In tLus, Haimar’s penis was so deep inside him that just holding and swallowing it without moving was overwhelming.
He couldn’t move because he felt like he would immediately get out of breath if he didn’t breathe carefully.
“W-wait a minute, don’t move… Ungh…”
“Stop squeezing.”
Every time Haimar breathed, and every time Ben spoke, Haimar’s presence was distinctly felt, making his stomach feel bloated.
Judging by the faint outline of Haimar’s shape visibly protruding when he gently stroked his belly, the bloated feeling was no illusion.
Furthermore, as he consciously focused on the presence of the penis inside him, without enjoying the weariness from the massive release, the heat in his body abnormally accumulated step by step.
“I… I didn’t squeeze…”
‘Darn chocolate.’
Haimar’s remark that he had eaten something strange must have been true.
The heat in his body seemed to be skipping a step or two and rising faster than normal.
Everything was hot.
The semen inside his belly was hot, the penis inside him was hot, and his head and body were all hot.
The heat he thought had cooled down wasn’t extinguishing at all, and it slowly grew restless in Ben’s body.
‘I need to take what’s inside me out first.’
Thinking that things might get better then, Ben decided and subtly tried to put force into his weakened hips, but it was difficult because he was fully embraced by Haimar.
Instead, sensing Ben’s movement, Haimar subtly stirred his penis—which was still fully embedded inside—around Ben’s constricted belly.
“Huuught…! Ung, inside… don’t do that… Huuu…”
The glans, which had forcibly pried open the innermost edge of the narrow inner wall, even moved to further assert its presence, causing Ben’s hips to dangerously sway in Haimar’s grip.
If the movement continued a little longer, he would reach the critical point and burst again.
It was only a matter of time before his penis, which was currently limp, would start to twitch and rise again.
Ben desperately tried to control his breathing, barely enduring the surging pleasure.
“Huuu, Haimar, stop…”
The sky knew, the earth knew, Ben knew, and Haimar knew that this session of sex wouldn’t end after just one climax.
But before that, Ben wanted to rest just a little, just a little.
However, the sky knew, the earth knew, and Ben knew that Haimar wouldn’t simply agree to rest.
It would be a miracle if Haimar didn’t act out even more spitefully under the pretense of resting.
Yet, following Haimar right away was a little frightening because of the soaring sexual sensation and the rising heat.
Haimar’s sex was always overwhelming, cutting off all reason and completely consuming his mind, and he was afraid of what would happen if this abnormal heat was added to it.
Furthermore, the shock of spraying clear fluid instead of semen was quite significant.
