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“Ha… ha…”
Taehyun shuddered at the feeling of the white liquid he had released trickling down his abs.
Sejin gasped for breath, his movements stifled, as Taehyun’s body convulsively tightened around the base of his cock.
Sejin hugged him close and emptied himself inside.
Despite the condom, Taehyun felt as if his stomach was swelling from being filled to the brim.
The heat from Sejin’s body seeped through the barrier, causing his hole to quiver again.
“Haa, ngh…”
Sejin, intent on releasing every last drop, continued his slow thrusts, making Taehyun’s overly sensitive walls cling to his cock even more.
Sejin repeated the movements a few more times, and it felt as though his mind was slipping away. How could it feel this good?
Even with the condom, the ridges inside felt so vivid and snug, constantly gripping and sucking at his cock, leaving no room for his erection to falter.
Taehyun’s body trembled at the sensation of Sejin’s member, now momentarily shrinking, swelling once more inside him.
“Wait, I just came. I can’t do this…”
There wasn’t much he could say if Sejin accused him of exaggerating, but he was really at his limit.
Taehyun had never been so exhausted during sex in his life.
If it were just pain, he could grit his teeth and endure it, but this was a different kind of agony—one caused by too much pleasure. He was feeling it all too intensely.
Up until now, whether it was sex with others or solo relief, it always started slow, gradually building toward orgasm.
But this… this was just intense from the very start, relentless stimulation from beginning to end.
The pressure had been almost unbearable from the beginning, and by the middle, he thought he might die.
By the time he finally reached climax, his vision went white with the overwhelming sensations.
If this was what sex would be like every day, his life expectancy would surely be cut short.
‘It’s a good thing I’m in good shape.’
Nearly twenty years of training, and here he was, benefiting from it in an unexpected way.
It didn’t feel right for a martial artist, but there was nothing he could do.
Taehyun, feeling like his lifespan was shrinking, gripped Sejin’s cock and pulled it out of himself, finally freeing himself from its thickness.
The friction as it exited left his insides tingling.
Taehyun ignored it as best he could, removed the condom full of Sejin’s semen, tied it off, and threw it into the trash can near the door.
When Taehyun looked at Sejin, as if to say, “Isn’t that enough?” Sejin, feigning innocence, asked,
“Are you done already?”
“What?”
Taehyun’s expression was incredulous as he glanced between Sejin’s stiff cock and his shameless face.
“Was that not enough for you?”
For a first time, hadn’t it lasted quite a while?
Taehyun remembered his own first experience with penetration, which had left him deeply embarrassed.
It wasn’t exactly problematic, but the pressure had been so intense and unfamiliar that he’d climaxed much earlier than when he’d been by himself.
He had been too shy to even look up afterward.
Sejin, on the other hand…
Well, despite how clumsy he seemed, it had taken him forever to finish.
Is this guy seriously not just slow?
If his first time lasted this long, Taehyun was sure he’d be the one suffering once Sejin got used to things.
How had Sejin, someone who was new to this, managed to last even longer than him, the one on the receiving end?
Still bewildered, Taehyun waited for Sejin’s response, and Sejin spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“Once isn’t enough, is it? I need to finish completely if I’m going to keep producing pheromones.”
That confident response left Taehyun speechless.
When Taehyun didn’t immediately reply, Sejin, taking his silence as consent, tore open another condom and brought it to the tip of his cock.
“Put it on. I’m going back inside you.”
With that audacious demand, Sejin confidently stroked himself and handed the condom over to Taehyun, his nonchalant attitude catching Taehyun off guard.
Taehyun finally opened his mouth, barely able to speak.
“Why should I…?”
As Taehyun hesitated, Sejin grabbed his hand and wrapped it around his cock, forcing him to do it.
“Hurry up. If we wait too long, we won’t have time to do it again before you need to train tomorrow morning.”
At that shameless demand, Taehyun thought he caught a fleeting glimpse of a smile he’d never seen before.
He blinked, but Sejin’s face had already returned to its usual impassive look.
Something about it made Taehyun feel uneasy, but with a sigh, he slowly rolled the condom down over Sejin’s impossibly large length.
Even now, it felt unreal that this had been inside him.
For a moment, Taehyun found himself marveling at the human body’s capacity, but he quickly shook the thought away.
Now that he’d done it once, surely the second time would be slower.
It didn’t take long for him to realize how wrong he was.
“Wait! You’re—nngh—too fast…!”
As if determined to prove that he’d gotten the hang of it, Sejin relentlessly targeted the same spot inside Taehyun, driving him wild with sensation.
Stop, I just—hik—I just came! Not even ten minutes in, Taehyun reached his second climax.
Yet Sejin, without giving him any time to recover from his orgasm, kept thrusting harder, forcing Taehyun to swallow his silent cries.
And Sejin, twisting his lips into a smirk, responded,
“You seem to like it fast, though. You’re tightening up like crazy inside. You sure you’re not enjoying this?”
“Ngh… It’s too… much…”
After Taehyun’s second release, Sejin was like a truck with no brakes.
He drove into him with all his strength, as if that was all he wanted to do, and Taehyun felt like his insides were being wrecked.
The friction inside had him swollen and sore, so much so that even without any movement, his urethra was leaking fluid.
When Taehyun, fearing he might literally die from this, tried to escape by scooting backward, Sejin simply trapped him in his arms, pressing his face into Taehyun’s neck.
“Just breathe in my scent and endure it. You seem to love my smell anyway.”
“What are you even saying?” Taehyun wanted to scream, but he couldn’t deny the fact that he liked Sejin’s scent.
Seriously, who made a guy’s pheromones this sweet?
That fresh, slightly sweet, and youthful scent kept invading his nostrils, sending a tingling sensation down to his lower abdomen.
Instead of kicking Sejin away, he found himself spreading his legs, wanting Sejin to fill him deeper.
How long had they gone at it like that?
Taehyun spilled his release onto his own stomach for the third time, panting and shaking his head in a daze.
Sejin, close to his second climax, quickened his thrusts.
His pace was fast, and his strength impressive.
Taehyun’s thighs trembled uncontrollably as waves of pleasure surged through his body.
“Wait, no, seriously, I can’t… Ah! Something’s wrong. Down there, it’s… ngh…”
Taehyun could barely catch his breath, but now, he felt real danger.
No, I can’t handle this.
There was no way this could be okay.
As overwhelming pleasure gripped him, Taehyun clung to Sejin with his whole body.
Slow down, please, just a little!
But just as his mind went blank, Sejin pulled out until only the tip remained, then slammed back in with force, hitting deep inside.
This time, he struck right at the entrance of Taehyun’s inner organ, causing him to convulse in an uncontrollable orgasm, accepting everything Sejin gave him as if his body was designed for it.
“Ah, hng… ngh…”
Taehyun started to cry as his breath came out in sobs.
Sejin held him close, thrusting into him with sharp movements.
He could feel every twitch of Sejin’s thick member as it pulsed and spilled inside the condom, filling Taehyun up.
The sensitive inner walls of Taehyun’s body clenched every time Sejin’s seed surged within him.
“You… ngh…”
Taehyun’s eyes fluttered shut, filled with resentment. Instead of answering, Sejin kissed his unconscious face and withdrew.
The evidence of their act, trapped within the condom, was as filthy as it was satisfying.
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