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The moment it felt like everything stuffed inside was about to gush out, Lee Dohoon would jam his cock in deeper, sealing the entrance shut.
The hole, already overflowing with fluids, wasn’t easy to penetrate, yet Lee Dohoon forced his way in and out—using nothing but the strength of his hips.
He pounded into me so hard that my entire body shook uncontrollably.
Even my bones felt like they were reverberating, leaving me too dazed to register Han Jihyuk’s presence.
Just when I thought Lee Dohoon’s relentless thrusting would continue without end, my body—pinned down against the bed—was suddenly lifted.
It was Han Jihyuk.
He had grabbed me from behind and hoisted me up, all while Lee Dohoon’s cock remained buried deep inside me.
The abrupt shift sent me hanging in midair, and I let out a choked scream, my body trembling violently.
I made sure to let them both see exactly how much I was struggling—deliberately putting my suffering on full display.
“Our Jihyuk,” Lee Dohoon drawled, his voice laced with amusement.
“What do you think you’re doing, getting in the way like this?”
Lee Dohoon spoke in his usual tone, but his expression betrayed him.
His slightly furrowed brows made it clear to anyone that he was displeased.
Han Jihyuk didn’t bother responding to Lee Dohoon’s words.
Without a single reply, he began forcing his cock into my already stuffed hole, though I had no idea when he had even taken it out.
Even though I was already filled to the brim with Lee Dohoon’s cock, Han Jihyuk paid no mind.
He simply gripped my body tightly and shoved himself in with force—pressing down on my abdomen as if to hold me in place.
I could feel my insides convulsing wildly, filled with piss, cum, and Lee Dohoon’s cock.
It was already too much—I was at my limit, screaming inside—but Han Jihyuk kept pushing in.
“Agh, hhk, ah—no, it’s gonna—burst—ugh…!”
“Oh dear. Yeonwoo is in pain. Jihyuk, you’re not even Taewon, so why are you acting so brutishly? How pathetic.”
Even in the face of Lee Dohoon’s blatant sarcasm, Han Jihyuk didn’t bother to respond.
As if he found it utterly worthless, he focused solely on my body.
Or rather, it felt like he was obsessively trying to draw out my reactions.
It was as if he was desperately attempting to divert my attention away from Lee Dohoon and back to himself.
As proof, the pressure of his hands against my abdomen was twice as strong as usual.
‘At this rate, I might as well push things a little.’
I had already decided that the best time to drive a wedge between them would be when the Red Gate opened, but laying the groundwork beforehand wouldn’t be a bad idea.
The moment I made up my mind, I put it into action immediately—crying out Han Jihyuk’s name.
“Han Jihyuk, please, hic, huh, ah…!”
He let out broken, gasping sounds as if he were having a seizure, desperately pressing his body against Han Jihyuk behind him, rubbing against him with urgency—like a pet begging for a treat with playful affection.
“Hah.”
The first to react was Han Jihyuk.
Having finally forced his cock deep into his colon, Han Jihyuk grabbed his chin, twisting his head forcefully before pressing their lips together.
He thrust his tongue in deep, greedily sucking on my lips.
Twining our tongues together with relentless persistence, he poured his saliva into my mouth as if determined to pass every drop to me.
At the same time, he drove his hips up forcefully, pressing down hard against me.
“Ugh… ah…!”
A fierce thrust, carrying the full weight of his strength, sent my vision flashing white in an instant.
At the same time, a deafening roar, like a waterfall crashing down, pounded against my ears.
My abdomen, having reached its limit, could no longer hold back, and the liquid filling me began to spill out uncontrollably.
“Haa…”
At that moment, a sigh escaped from Lee Dohoon.
A low voice, laced with irritation and frustration.
As if he had never been in a good mood to begin with, his tone was filled with sheer displeasure.
“…Of course, only a slut like you would act this way. One moment, you’re spreading open for my cock like you love it, and the next, you’re panting after Jihyuk like some bitch in heat. How do you think that makes me feel, huh? Yeonwoo.”
The moment Dohoon finished speaking, he thrust his hips upward.
Because Han Jihyuk was still moving, the sudden motion forced both cocks into Yeonwoo’s colon at once.
“Hhuuh…!”
His vision, which had barely started to clear, turned white again, sending his mind spiraling into a haze.
“Yeah. Must feel like complete shit, huh? But if you know that so well, why are you acting so damn stupid? Huh? Oh, right. Our Yeonwoo isn’t just some whore—he’s a toilet. That explains why he doesn’t have a brain. A toilet that loves swallowing piss through his cunt—what the hell could he even be thinking?”
Lee Dohoon spat out his words as he pleased, quickly drawing his own conclusion before slamming his hips upward with a vicious thrust.
Maybe it was because the piss and cum stuffed inside had nearly spilled out, but his movements were even rougher than before.
Sandwiched between Lee Dohoon and Han Jihyuk, taking both of their cocks at once, it was enough to make Yeonwoo feel like he was dying.
Of course, in the best possible way.
Thrust. Smack. Thrust!
The relentless sound of something pounding harshly filled my ears, leaving me disoriented.
My entire body trembled as if caught in an earthquake, my brain spinning in dizzying confusion.
Amidst the chaos, I felt something forcefully prying its way into the already stretched opening.
“As expected, two cocks aren’t enough, huh? Even your fingers are swallowing greedily.”
At those words, I realized that Lee Dohoon had pushed his fingers inside, despite my hole already being stuffed full.
His fingers moved outward, as if intent on stretching me even further.
“Huu, hngh, mmph, ngh!”
My moans were still being swallowed down my throat, devoured by Han Jihyuk’s ravenous tongue.
As my vision barely cleared, I caught sight of his blue eyes, smoldering with a dark intensity.
The way Han Jihyuk looked at me—like he was ready to consume me whole—only heightened the pleasure.
Just as I had done with Lee Dohoon, I decided to reward Han Jihyuk as well.
As his tongue moved hungrily, twisting and pressing inside me, I tightened around him, then pretended to catch his darting tongue by chance—just enough to tease, barely grazing against it.
“……!”
In that instant, Han Jihyuk’s body visibly trembled.
As if he had finally tasted the life-giving nectar he had been desperately craving all this time.
His wide-open eyes trembled as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. In those blue irises, only I was reflected.
The sight of Han Jihyuk’s eyes, staring at me from such close proximity, filled me with satisfaction.
The way he fixated on me, as if he would die the moment he looked away even slightly, was almost obsessive—but I welcomed it.
Though it felt as if my entire body were ensnared in a sticky spider’s web, leaving me unable to move, there was nothing unpleasant about it.
If anything, it was utterly intoxicating.
‘…Ha, yeah. This is it. This is what I wanted.’
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