Kill Your X Chapter 25

“Ack, kuh! Hack…”

Just as I was about to lose consciousness from lack of air, he removed his hand. But it still felt like his grip, which had been choking me, lingered on my neck. I barely managed to catch my breath and yelled at him in a now-hoarse voice. It was useless, though, as I was completely at his mercy.

“Are you crazy? What the hell, choking me out of nowhere? And on top of that, hack! Shoving it in so roughly without any prep!”

Si Yeonho was frowning. It couldn’t have been an easy insertion for him either. Let alone for me, who was on the receiving end. Instead of pleasure, it felt like my body was being split in half.

Damn it. How did I end up giving my ass to him? Frustration blurred my vision. He licked my wet eyes without warning and muttered,

“Ah, lube.”

I looked up to check the point of connection. It was a miracle that I’d taken half of that monstrous penis without proper foreplay. A sense of crisis washed over me, realizing I could seriously get hurt, but there was nothing I could do. Because I realized there was no way I could overpower him, at least not physically.

“Can’t do anything about it now.”

“What do you mean can’t do anyth—haah, hngh!”

Out of the blue, Si Yeonho started stroking my cock as if masturbating. While I was struggling with being fucked from behind, the added stimulation in front drove me crazy.

Unlike the rough insertion, his hand was quite skillful. As he increased the speed of his thrusts, pleasure quickly overtook the pain, reaching a peak. I pleaded in a strained voice,

“No, ah, please, just wait a second, hngh…!”

My body shook violently. He’d suddenly slammed his cock all the way in. I came almost at the same time. I spurted thick semen out front while clenching my back as if trying to bite off his cock. The walls of my ass convulsed, milking him, completely against my will.

“Are you okay?”

I couldn’t open my eyes. No matter how physiological the tears were, it was still embarrassing. I gritted my teeth, suppressing my pathetic, whimpering moans, but Si Yeonho added fuel to my humiliation.

“Sunbae, you came while being bottomed.”

“Ah, uhhn…”

Si Yeonho started thrusting slowly, and my neck bent back. He should have pulled out after I came, but instead, Si Yeonho bent my upper body and pressed himself closer.

“I guess you cum easily.”

The thrusting continued without giving me a chance to clear up the misunderstanding. He kept pounding without giving me a moment to breathe, leaving me unable to think straight. I couldn’t even think of pushing him away anymore, just gritting my teeth against the violent friction. It felt absurd, but it was as if a path had been carved inside me, perfectly molded to his penis.

I sometimes doubted if he was truly sexually inexperienced, but it seemed his words were true. He was strong, but his thrusts were completely unskilled, making me want to die. It was both fortunate and unfortunate that his penis was so big that even rough thrusts felt stimulating.

“Ah, ah! Uh, hhng, aah!”

The ridiculous thing was that his clumsy thrusts were improving in real time. Throughout the entire act, Si Yeonho observed me closely. As if learning where and how to touch and thrust to make me feel good.

It wasn’t the right time to praise his quick learning.

“Yeonho, hngh, stop, just stooop…”

The guy who usually hung on my every word now completely ignored me. Si Yeonho slightly lifted my hips and started thrusting at an angle. The change in stimulation brought a different kind of pleasure that took over my entire body. I could barely keep up with his now-refined rhythm. I dug my nails deep into his forearm, releasing a stream of shameful moans.

“Haah, you crazy bastard.”

I opened my eyes with difficulty as another wave of tingling pleasure spread through me. This time, he wasn’t even touching me in front, but my cock was fully erect and leaking precum. The sloppy sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed with every thrust. Pleasure and pain continued their endless tug-of-war.

But why wasn’t this guy cumming?

He’d been thrusting for quite a while, but Si Yeonho hadn’t come yet. Could he be a late bloomer? I felt lost, not knowing how much longer I’d have to endure his relentless movements.

“Are you thinking of another man right now?”

Thwack! He pulled out his cock and then slammed it back in all at once. He hit my sweet spot perfectly, momentarily blinding me with white. Despite his handsome appearance, his actions were becoming increasingly like a beast in heat.

“Ugh, don’t talk nonsense.”

“I’m glad if that’s not the case.”

He spoke as if he were jealous. The reason I didn’t stop him, even though he’d crossed the line, was paradoxical.

“Ha, damn it, I like it…”

My naturally lustful body betrayed my reason and waved the white flag. Despite my provocation about topping him, I was underneath him, craving even greater pleasure. I was dumbfounded at how easily I’d been flipped.

The sex felt like a continuous orgasm. The excitement had long passed its threshold, and I was completely consumed by instinct. I spread my legs and pulled him deep inside.

“Can I kiss you?”

I wrapped my arms around his neck first. As soon as permission was granted, Si Yeonho devoured my lips. We ravenously sucked and bit each other’s tongues as if there were no tomorrow. I clung to him, oblivious to the saliva dripping down our chins. The slow grinding of his hips beneath me was just as unbearable.

“Haah, just… cum already.”

I intentionally tightened my hole, and Si Yeonho stopped. He looked sexy with his slightly disheveled hair.

“Let me make Sunbae cum one more time.”

“Were you holding back on purpose?”

“You’re feeling really good right now, wouldn’t it be a shame to interrupt the flow?”

Of course, I was feeling it too, but couldn’t he see how much I was struggling? I was at a loss as to where to even begin teaching him.

As he tried to reposition himself, I pushed him onto his back this time. The limited positions during our prolonged session were making it even more difficult.

“Yeonho, when your fucking is this clumsy, how long am I supposed to wait for you to cum?”

“Ah.”

“If you’re going to continue, at least, ugh, hngh!”

Less than a minute later, I regretted my careless words. He thrust his hips up powerfully from below. In this position, his cock went even deeper inside me. It was absurd, but it felt like it was hitting my stomach with every movement, which scared me.

It had been a while since I’d been bottomed like this. I’d confidently climbed on top of him, but now I was the one flustered. Si Yeonho, who seemed to be waiting patiently, suddenly thrust his hips, signaling the start of a new round.

“Ah! Wait.”

“Isn’t this what you wanted?”

“Don’t just go hard without thinking, stop for a second, ah, ah!”

He grabbed my hips and started thrusting shallow and fast. My interrupted moans echoed endlessly. I desperately held on, feeling like I might lose my balance. Even the slightest tilt of my body changed the point of stimulation, making it even harder to bear.

Si Yeonho, who had been single-mindedly focused on my hole, started touching me all over. I was annoyed that I was getting off on his touch, which felt less like skillful caresses and more like I was some strange experimental subject.

I desperately wanted to see him cum. Fueled by spite, I moved my hips in sync with Si Yeonho’s movements. I imitated what my previous partners had done, and it seemed to be working. His distorted expression was proof.

His face, freed from its usual impassive mask, was incredibly hot. Like a person possessed, I willingly impaled myself on his penis. What flowed from his cock was no longer precum.

As the pleasure stretched on, pain began to dominate again. Having already cum once, my limit came sooner than I thought. I couldn’t take any more. As I endured with a trembling body, he finally came.

I collapsed on top of him, feeling the warm liquid gushing inside me. Our hearts beat against each other in a syncopated rhythm. Exhaustion further clouded my already hazy mind.

“Ah, the condom.”

How long was this guy going to keep cumming? My tight insides were filled with his semen. It was thick in color and scent, showing how long he’d held back. Some of the liquid he’d released flowed out. I covered my face with my hand at the unfamiliar sensation of the wetness on the sheets.