Simmering Heat Chapter 25.3

“I think it’s going to come out of my mouth… ugh.”

He was wrong.

He was happy, but he wasn’t. He thought it would be much better to just hold each other naked.

“It’s… ugh, not even halfway in yet.”

“Don’t lie. It’s in my throat right now…!”

That was preposterous. He could feel the cock piercing him, reaching all the way up to his chin, jabbing at his uvula, and yet it wasn’t even halfway in? This kind of pain felt like a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

He should have played red light, green light more carefully…

He wanted to be a cool guy who gracefully accepted the outcome, but Taeun failed even that in the face of pain.

“Lee Taeun, I think it’s going to break… haa, try to relax.”

However, Taeun wasn’t the only one in pain.

Even though he’d only managed to push the tip inside the tight opening, Jinhyun’s back was already sweating. His body, which he’d taken so long to relax, stiffened like a rock the moment he penetrated. The tight hole, threatening to sever his cock, made it difficult to even push in slowly. It would be easier to just force it in, but the aftermath would be a problem. He could clearly picture Taeun passing out from the pain.

As he was biting the inside of his cheek, unable to do anything, a protest came from below.

“D-don’t, don’t call me Lee Taeun.”

“What?”

“Call me Taeun.”

The breathless request was unexpected and oddly endearing.

It seemed he was feeling quite upset about being called by his full name while he was already dying. The cute act of deciding his own nickname gave Jinhyun the illusion that his penis was swelling beyond its limit. He bent his erect torso and wrapped his remaining arm around Taeun’s upper body.

“Taeun, I think my dick is going to get cut off… just relax a little. Okay?”

Their chests met, their nipples rubbing together. Taeun, too preoccupied to care about the vulgar term, mumbled vaguely,

“I, ugh, I think I’m going to be ripped apart… ah!”

As their upper bodies pressed together, his half-inserted cock went in a little deeper. But there was still a long way to go. Jinhyun licked his pursed lips, thinking for a moment.

At this rate, it wouldn’t go in completely even by sunrise. His penis, stuck halfway without moving, throbbed as if the blood circulation was cut off. Jinhyun exhaled the heated air and moved his hips, trying to pull back. As he brought his lips to Taeun’s neck to try and ease the tension in his stiff body…

“Just… just shove it in.”

A pathetic voice trailed off weakly. Jinhyun, catching his breath below Taeun’s chin, looked up with questioning eyes. The resigned tone in Taeun’s dazed voice was unmistakable.

“It, it hurts… more like this.”

It sounded like a prisoner, unable to bear the torture, begging for death.

Jinhyun, suddenly turned torturer, stared at Taeun silently. His flushed face, seemingly at its limit, urged him to continue. He wondered if Taeun even knew what he was saying. But under the current circumstances, Taeun’s command was the best option. Jinhyun let out a deep sigh and reached for the lube again, squeezing a generous amount between Taeun’s legs. Taeun, who had been freaking out and hating the heat of the liquid, seemed too preoccupied with staying conscious to even notice it now, his legs spread wide.

“Just bear with it a little.”

His penis, having slipped out almost completely, leaving only the tip inside, slowly re-entered as far as it had gone before. He pulled out again, then pushed back in at a faster pace. And finally, his large penis split Taeun open and fully entered.

“Aaaaagh…!”

At the same time, Taeun let out a scream. Tears welled up in his wide eyes. The soft flesh around his perineum and the point of connection spasmed at the friction of the coarse pubic hair. They were completely joined.

Taeun’s lips parted in sudden pain, but no sound came out, as if his airway was blocked. His chin lifted, and his head tilted back. His round Adam’s apple was crushed against the pillow, and the back of his neck arched into the air. Jinhyun, having fully inserted his penis, gently bit Taeun’s protruding Adam’s apple. As if finally coming to his senses, a weak, tearful moan escaped Taeun’s lips.

“Huu…”

Blink, his distorted eyes slowly opened and closed, tears streaming down his temples. Even after shedding the tears that had welled up, his vision blurred again. Taeun blinked repeatedly, gasping for breath.

Jinhyun, waiting for Taeun to calm down, gently kissed the salty tear tracks as if to soothe him.

A tingling sensation shot up his spine from the base of his penis, buried deep inside. The hole that had completely swallowed his cock pulsed around the entrance, stimulating him. The mucous membrane, coated in thick lube, heated up and wriggled, tightly gripping his shaft. The urge to thrust his hips pounded at him, but he suppressed the surging pleasure and gently caressed Taeun’s stiff body to ease his tension.

Meanwhile, Taeun, somewhat calmed down, shed more tears. The teardrops, filled with sorrow, rolled down, leaving round marks on the pillowcase.

“Why are you crying? It breaks my heart.”

Jinhyun spoke, brushing away the hair stuck to Taeun’s sweaty forehead. The tear-filled eyes, glistening in the lamplight, glared at him resentfully.

“Your heart… can’t possibly hurt… more than… mine right now…!”

“I’m sorry, but bigger is better, right?”

It was as if he was saying that there was nothing he could do about being born this way, so Taeun should just get used to it and accept it. Taeun sniffed and blurted out whatever came to mind.

“If you’re sorry… cut it in half…”

“Now?”

“It’s always… too late… when you think it’s too late… augh!”

The excruciating pain gradually subsided into a dull ache. Taeun, his mouth recovering first, started babbling about castrating Jinhyun’s horse cock. The penis, which had been still inside, suddenly thrust upwards.

At the single, smooth stroke, Taeun hurriedly grabbed Jinhyun’s arms, which held him captive like bars. His insides, being pulled and pushed by the movement of Jinhyun’s penis, felt incredibly vivid. His hips twitched involuntarily at the strange sensation, but fear still outweighed pleasure. He was about to tell Jinhyun to wait, to move a little later.

“Ah…!”

The penis, having slipped out leaving only the head inside, plunged back in. His parted lips only let out a short moan. Jinhyun began to move his hips slowly and smoothly.

“Huu, wait, not yet… ah…!”

“It’ll hurt less if I move. Just a little…”

Taeun tried to stop him belatedly, but it was no use.

The slow, considerate movements only served to heat and redden Taeun’s skin. The hot, wet mucous membrane repeatedly stretched and contracted around Jinhyun’s penis. With each deep thrust, imprinting even the pattern of his bulging veins, Taeun’s toes, dangling in the air, curled inwards.

“Ah, Taeun, this feels… so, so good…”

A satisfied sigh dissipated faintly.

Jinhyun hadn’t had the slightest interest in having sex with a man. His sexual desire for the same sex was directed towards a specific person, and it was closer to a possessive desire, a greed to completely own the other person. It was more about pursuing mental satisfaction and stability than physical release, which was often called human instinct. He wanted to be inextricably linked to Taeun.

However, at the moment of their union, satisfaction shook him both physically and mentally. It felt like a tight squeeze in his head. The hot flush that rushed downwards spread like branches throughout his body, carrying with it a feeling of euphoria.

Jinhyun, who had been supporting himself on the floor with his upper body angled, held Taeun’s hips with both hands and straightened up. Then, he thrust his penis in at a faster pace than before. His testicles slapped against Taeun’s sweat and lube-covered buttocks. With each thrust of his thick cock, the whitish fluid leaking from inside foamed around Taeun’s stretched opening.

“Nn, ah! It hurts…! I said… slowly…!”

Tears welled up in Taeun’s drying eyes again. His body, held in a strong grip and skewered like a shish kebab, shook like a doll.

“Ah… right. Slowly…”

Jinhyun mumbled to himself. With a dazed expression, he continued thrusting his hips, his eyes half-closed, focused on what was below. The sight of Taeun’s naked body, legs spread wide, helplessly receiving his penis, scattered his already thin rationality.

Suddenly, his back-and-forth movements became more intense. Jinhyun’s brow furrowed deeply.

“But, this is… a little… difficult.”

“Ugh, fuck… why…!”

Taeun cried out indignantly, his face flushed with blood.

“You said… you’d do it slowly. You said… you’d listen to me…”

His lips, swollen and dark from all the kissing and sucking, trembled as he whined. The pitiful protest had the opposite effect. Slap, slap, his penis pounded inside Taeun hard.

“Haa… sorry, it’s harder… than I thought.”

As he spoke, Jinhyun placed his arm behind Taeun’s bent knees and lifted his spread legs.

Taeun’s waist arched, his body folding until his knees almost touched his chest. At the same time, Jinhyun’s deeply embedded penis paused, gently rubbing against his inner walls. Taeun gasped, overwhelmed by the unknown sensation of pain and pleasure mixed together haphazardly.

“Haah…!”

The moment Jinhyun’s smooth penis pressed against a certain spot inside him, the inside of his skull flashed with a strange light and heated up as if fireworks were exploding. His body jerked involuntarily, as if convulsing. It was a frighteningly intense and unfamiliar pleasure. Thump, as the same spot was stimulated again, Taeun’s stiff penis jerked and spurted clear fluid.

“Time! Time out…! Ah, this is bad, right now, this…!”

Taeun, suddenly frightened, patted the mattress, demanding a stop like a pro wrestler surrendering. But his desperate struggle was completely ignored.

“We promised… to keep going, no matter what. Huu, didn’t we?”

“W-we did, but…!”

“Right?”

Jinhyun, seemingly lost in his own world, appeared to neither see nor hear anything. Taeun tried to speak again to protest, but the thrusting penis turned his words into a helpless moan. Every time the tip of Jinhyun’s cock hit a spot inside him, sparks flashed in his blurry vision.

“Hngh, ah…! Ah…!”

The sounds he was making were quite different from before.

His sticky inner walls contracted tightly, trembling, and his entrance clenched hard around the base of Jinhyun’s cock. It felt like his body wasn’t his own. Taeun’s eyes narrowed in pleasure. He couldn’t form a coherent sentence. The rapidly thrusting flesh felt overwhelming, as if he was about to suffocate. His flailing arms desperately wrapped around Jinhyun’s neck. His position, completely pinned down, legs hooked over Jinhyun’s shoulders, buttocks exposed, was incredibly messy, but he didn’t even have the mind to feel ashamed.

“Hngh, ah, hold me.”

Taeun gasped, seemingly dissatisfied with his clinging posture. Even though Jinhyun seemed to understand, he brought his face closer and asked,

“What did you say?”

“Ah, ah! Hold me too… hold me and do it…”

He wasn’t the type to act spoiled, even though he was generally easygoing… It seemed he clung to anything and whined when cornered.

Feeling a smug satisfaction at this newfound fact, Jinhyun placed his hands behind Taeun’s neck and back. He lifted his torso. The sudden change in position and the shift in weight deepened their connection. Taeun reached out and gripped Jinhyun’s skin hard. It wasn’t a lie; it really felt like Jinhyun’s cock would pop out of his mouth if it went in any further.

“Does it… haa, still hurt a lot?”

Jinhyun added a teasing question as he thrust upwards.

“I don’t, I don’t know…”

Taeun replied like a sigh. It definitely hurt, it still felt like it hurt, but somehow he couldn’t define the sensation as pain. Taeun shed a tear and looked down at his stiffly erect penis with blurry eyes. A clear, watery fluid was leaking, drenching his shaft.

“Open your mouth. I’ll suck your dick so it doesn’t hurt.”

“Why are you… huu, talking so dirty…?”

“I want to suck it… Come on, huh?”

Taeun reluctantly opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, even though he wasn’t specifically told to. Jinhyun eagerly licked the tip of his tongue peeking out from between his lips as if it were candy. He continued the one-sided teasing, thrusting his hips, then pulled away, gave Taeun a quick peck, and slowly lay back. Taeun, suddenly losing his support, collapsed onto Jinhyun’s broad chest.

Rough hands grabbed and spread Taeun’s buttocks. His stretched, wrinkled entrance, receiving Jinhyun’s penis, was completely exposed. Soon, the thick shaft began thrusting into him, at a pace much faster than before.

“Ugh, ah, I can’t do this, ah!”

It was a rough insertion that felt like it was tearing his insides apart. Tears flowed naturally, like the fluid coating Jinhyun’s cock. Taeun, draped over Jinhyun’s broad chest, gasped, rubbing his lips against his ear. His penis, trapped and rubbed between their abdomens, twitched and spurted more semen.

His clouded mind faded. Saliva dripped from his foolishly parted lips.

“Ah, fuck, I like it…”

A wet voice, mixed with the obscene sounds of friction, tickled his ears. The flesh, thrusting rapidly inside him, suddenly plunged in all the way and stopped moving.

In the midst of the heady pleasure, Taeun hugged Jinhyun tightly.