Gutter Chapter 19.2

As Yeonjo’s cock hardened, his hand moved further down, caressing the wrinkles of the tightly puckered hole.

“Ah, there.”

Yeonjo frowned, looking up at Boss Gu with a tense expression.

“They said I have to relax this area well for it not to hurt.”

As the thick finger rubbed the tender flesh, it felt as though his hair was standing on end from the strange sensation he was feeling for the first time in a long while. Strangely, unlike before, anticipation outweighed fear. His body vividly remembered the feeling of that thick, hot chunk of flesh thrusting up into his underside.

“First, if you do it with your hand…”

Yeonjo stopped mid-sentence, his eyes widening. It was because Boss Gu had suddenly lowered his head and taken Yeonjo’s cock into his mouth.

“Wh, what are you… What are you doing!”

He explicitly sucked on Yeonjo’s cock with long, drawing motions. For a few seconds, Yeonjo was speechless from the shock. It was the first time Boss Gu had ever pleasured his lower body in this manner, so he did not know what to do and froze in an awkward position. His face flushed red with unspeakable shame and embarrassment.

“Hngh, don’t… You do not have to do that…!”

“You do it all the time too.”

Answering after briefly pulling the cock from his mouth, Boss Gu once again swallowed the shaft, all the way to the back of his throat. Even though it was his first time, he did not show the slightest hint of repulsion or awkwardness.

He held the cock quite deep in his mouth, moving his head up and down, and every time he looked up to stare intently at Yeonjo, a jolt shot through Yeonjo’s waist. Due to the wet stimulation, Yeonjo’s lower body was instantly pushed to the brink of ejaculation.

“Ah, ugh… Hnnngh! It, it’s too… strange, ah, strange.”

To think that another man could feel this erotic. In a fresh state of shock, Yeonjo forgot to breathe, staring as if possessed at Boss Gu, who had his face buried between his thighs. His instincts were screaming at him to cum right away.

“Ah, please… no more.”

As he reached the brink of climax, Yeonjo’s toes curled. At the perfect moment, Boss Gu spat the cock out, and Yeonjo’s hardened cock twitched.

When the fellatio was suddenly interrupted, Yeonjo glared at him with a resentful gaze. Boss Gu paid him no mind, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his thumb as he lowered his head even further.

When a slippery tongue touched his hole, Yeonjo shot up in surprise, his body flinching.

“Ah, no…! This, really.”

“You are so damn pretty here too.”

Because he was speaking with his face pressed against Yeonjo’s buttocks, his hot breath was transmitted directly. Yeonjo kicked his feet, trying to push him away. His reddened face was already on the verge of exploding.

“Stop saying, strange things, and, hngh, move.”

“It is not like you are a child, fuck. The color is like it would smell sweet…”

He stopped speaking and, as if tasting a dessert, licked the hole with a long sweep of his tongue. Every single wrinkle twitched, stimulated by the slick tongue.

“Hnngh…!”

A nasal moan that did not seem to be his own escaped Yeonjo’s lips. Yeonjo shook his head and clamped a hand over his mouth.

Once the surrounding area was wet, Boss Gu soon raised his tongue and pressed it firmly between the closed wrinkles. Like his build, his tongue was thick and long, maximizing the stimulation it provided. As the hot, soft thing pushed its way inside his hole, all the strength drained from Yeonjo’s legs.

“Ugh, ung… Stop…! Gu Muncheon!”

At the thin cry, Boss Gu, who had been greedily mashing the inner walls with his tongue, raised his head.

“Say it again.”

When he suddenly spoke in a low, deep voice, Yeonjo blinked in bewilderment.

“Wh, what…”

“My name. Say it again.”

“Gu Muncheon?”

“Ha.”

He let out a laugh that sounded like air escaping.

“It feels good every time you call my name, hyung.”

Muttering as if to himself, he once again buried his lips in Yeonjo’s perineum.

“I told, I told you not to, haah, did… I not.”

Despite Yeonjo’s pleas, the raw, wet sounds echoed ceaselessly throughout the room. Even if he kicked and twisted his body, his struggles were futile before him. As always, he easily overpowered Yeonjo and continued his ministrations as he pleased.

Eventually pushed to his limit, Yeonjo bit his lower lip. His complicated mind filled with the feeling of impending ejaculation before turning completely white. The moment he thought he could not take it anymore, unable to handle the pleasure spreading from his lower body, Yeonjo came just like that.

“Ahn, uuungh!”

A sticky orgasm spread throughout Yeonjo’s entire body. Relief and shame kneaded his body at the same time. Yeonjo covered his face and panted for breath, then checked below.

“Ah, what do I do. S, sorry.”

His ejaculated semen had been sprayed all over Boss Gu’s face. Seeing that, Yeonjo did not know what to do and froze for a few seconds, dumbfounded.

While living in the resort’s dormitory, he had no opportunities to masturbate or encounter sexual stimulation, so of all times, the color of his semen was particularly white and thick. Globs of fluid trickled messily down Boss Gu’s chin and around his mouth.

“I will wipe it for you. Just a moment…”

“It is fine.”

Before Yeonjo could move, he raised his upper body. Then, he stuck out his tongue and licked the semen around his lips to taste it.

“Why are you eating that!”

“It does not taste good, but thinking it is Cha Yeonjo’s makes it bearable.”

Casually spitting out words one could not possibly say in their right mind, he rubbed the semen that had pooled near Yeonjo’s lower body onto his hole. The hole was already limply relaxed and easily accepted and swallowed Boss Gu’s fingers. Even when he increased the number of fingers to three in an instant, it drew them in smoothly.

Yeonjo’s waist trembled from the subtle stimulation spreading from below, and he gripped Boss Gu’s shoulder tightly. Just the act of inserting and withdrawing fingers from his hole was enough to make his body twist on its own.

Especially whenever the uneven skin of the finger, scarred from burns, rubbed against his inner flesh, his insides felt so ticklish he thought he would go crazy.

“St, stop and… quickly.”

His patience worn thin by the pleasure he had not felt in so long, Yeonjo whined, shaking his hips.

“Ha, fuck.”

Boss Gu groaned like a man being tortured. He soon pulled out the fingers that had been churning the inner walls and grasped his own fully erect cock. After smearing the remnants of Yeonjo’s semen on his fingers onto the blunt head, he brought it to the wet, twitching entrance. Just as he was about to insert it right away, he suddenly stopped his actions.

“You get on top.”

“What?”

Without even waiting for an answer, Boss Gu grabbed Yeonjo’s waist, lifted him up, and sat him on top of his own body.

“If I put it in now, I will not be able to control myself.”

As they were suddenly in a position facing each other, Yeonjo was at a loss for words, only able to open and close his lips. Lying on the bed, Boss Gu looked up at Yeonjo and gripped his hips.

“Hurry. At this rate, the cock you are about to take is going to explode.”

He said, frowning his eyebrows. His heart racing, Yeonjo looked down at Boss Gu for a moment before lifting his hips. Then he reached a hand down, grabbed his cock, and aligned it with his puckering entrance.

The cock was heavier and thicker than he remembered, making it hard to believe that this had been going in and out of him all this time. He even felt doubtful about whether he could take it in.

Still, he did not want to stop here. After gently rubbing the head around his hole, Yeonjo slowly lowered his hips. However, the tip was so thick that with a thump! sound, it bounced off in another direction.

“Take it again.”

“Ugh…”

“Ha. After all the times I have fucked you, you cannot even take it on your own?”

Boss Gu chided him in a heavily cracked voice. When Yeonjo lowered his gaze, his eyes met with black pupils glistening with desire.

His face flushed, Yeonjo bit his lower lip. Feeling inexplicably shy about being naked and on top of his body, he averted his gaze. He grabbed the cock again, aligned the tip with his hole, and lowered his body.

“Ah. Hahk.”

With the feeling of his hole stretching tightly, the head pushed its way through the closed inner flesh. It was a foreign presence, incomparably heavy compared to fingers. Yeonjo’s brow furrowed at the uncomfortable sensation of his stomach feeling completely full.

Boss Gu gripped his hips tightly but waited for Yeonjo to adjust. He clenched his teeth to endure the urge to move as he pleased, letting out ragged breaths. The veins on the back of the hand gripping the hips stood out clearly.

“Haah. At. Aah.”

After some time had passed, Yeonjo lowered his hips further, taking in the shaft. The entirety of his inner walls felt pressed and throbbed.

“I cannot… take any more.”

“Hoo, move just like that.”

Boss Gu instructed him on the next action. Placing his hands on his firm stomach, Yeonjo began to move his hips according to his command. After a few slight up-and-down movements, the hole that had been struggling to swallow the cock gradually stretched. Thanks to that, he was able to take it in deeper.

“Hah…”

As Yeonjo bobbed his hips up and down, a wet sound echoed from their joined parts. His body became harder to control as the cock was repeatedly pulled out almost completely, then thrust back in, filling his insides and hitting the deepest spot.

Even while swaying, Yeonjo made little whimpering sounds like a puppy and busily moved his small buttocks. Even though the hard cock relentlessly pressed against his inner flesh, the soft inner walls diligently squeezed the shaft.

“Haah, haah.”

Quickly tiring, Yeonjo paused his movements to catch his breath, but then started to diligently rotate his hips again. Once he learned that moving in a circle or back and forth was much less tiring than moving up and down, his wanton movements became faster.

“Hoo, damn it.”

“Ha, uungh! Nngh…, uum!”

Squish, squish. An obscene sound, hot enough to make his earlobes burn, filled the bedroom. Yeonjo’s cock, which had gone limp after ejaculating, had become hard again long ago.

Through his bobbing vision, he could see Boss Gu’s wavering eyes, awash with pleasure. He was murmuring curses while kneading Yeonjo’s buttocks as if to burst them.

“Haah… I am… tired.”

But his diligent movements were short-lived; unable to last more than a few minutes, Yeonjo slumped forward onto Boss Gu’s upper body. His stamina was rapidly depleted. Yeonjo panted, “Heok, heok,” and let his limbs go limp while still connected.

“Uungh…”

At Yeonjo’s whining, Boss Gu sat up and laid the slender body on the bed. In the process, the cock that had been connecting them slid out from below, making Yeonjo’s waist flinch.

“Hngh.”

Boss Gu placed a pillow under Yeonjo’s lower back to support him so it would not hurt. Once he was in a stable position, he covered Yeonjo’s body with his thick frame, and their lower bodies were joined again.

“Are you okay?”

He asked, rubbing his powerfully erect cock against Yeonjo’s entrance.

“…Yes.”

“Can I do it?”

He had a face that looked like there would be big trouble if he said no. Yeonjo smiled and nodded his head.

“Aaaah.”

As soon as permission was granted, the thick head slid in, parting his insides. The raised veins on the shaft scraped against his inner walls as it thrust, making a moan escape on its own. The inner passage, already damp from the previous insertion, familiarly welcomed the cock. And it squeezed tightly from tip to root, as if begging for release.

“Fuck, it is so damn tight…”

Boss Gu complained in a suppressed voice. He gripped Yeonjo’s thighs and began to move his hips slowly, deliberately.

“Ah… At…! Uungh, ung.”

He would pull out tantalizingly to the very tip, then bury it deep without leaving anything behind, all the way to the root. The pace was significantly slower than usual so as not to be overwhelming, but because of that, the stimulation was actually maximized.

Every time the shaft caressed the wet inner walls, brushing over every single part of the mucous membrane, Yeonjo felt like he would go crazy.

A little more, he could go a little harder.

Feeling a sense of longing, Yeonjo’s tongue darted out as he looked up at Boss Gu pleadingly. Misinterpreting that as a request for a kiss, Boss Gu lowered his head and pressed his lips against Yeonjo’s.

“Haa-eung…! Aat. Hnngh.”

While languidly kissing him like that for a good while, soaked in the sensual feeling, Yeonjo met his second climax. At the same time, his lower parts, which were tightly enveloping the cock, clenched and spasmed.

At the sudden stimulation, Boss Gu’s brow furrowed, and he pulled his cock out abruptly.

“This, fuck… Hooo, ha.”

He immediately held his cock against Yeonjo’s stomach and came, shaking.

Warm semen splattered up to his stomach and chest, dripping down. There was so much that the liquid pooled on Yeonjo’s upper body like a small puddle.

“Haah… Haah.”

It had been much slower sex than what he had experienced before, but because it was only one round, it felt like it had passed by too quickly.

Yeonjo panted from exhaustion but still peeked at Boss Gu. He waited for his next move with the expectation that they might go for another round, but this time too, he misunderstood it as a request for a kiss and pressed his lips against his in a deep kiss.

“Uuumm.”

It was disappointing and satisfying at the same time. When Yeonjo deliberately licked his lips with his tongue and then pecked him on the tip of his chin, his relaxed lips pressed into a firm line.

“Haah.”

After freezing for a moment, instead of inserting again, he buried his face in the nape of Yeonjo’s neck and let out a long breath.

His body, pressed against his, was scorching hot. Yeonjo carefully raised a hand and patted his broad back.

The scars on his back and shoulders were raised and bumpy. Even though he said they were all healed now, his heart grew heavy at the uneven skin that touched his fingertips.

“Are you hot?”

Boss Gu was drenched in sweat. Wondering if the house was too hot, Yeonjo asked, and he shook his head.

“Then why did you sweat so much?”

“I do not know. Maybe I was tense, worried I would pounce on you like a dog if I let my guard down…”

He muttered in an uncertain tone. Then he promptly checked Yeonjo’s complexion.

“I did not hurt you, did I?”

His voice was still as blunt as ever, but the inside of his chest felt unbearably ticklish. Could this also be because of a problem with his lung function?

Yeonjo looked at him with a strange expression and then shook his head.

“No…”

“…”

“It was good.”

Then Yeonjo slightly lifted his head and placed a peck on Boss Gu’s shoulder. Boss Gu let out a small puff of air.

“That is a relief.”

As if he really had been tense to keep from losing his reason, sweat had beaded even on Boss Gu’s forehead. Ironically, his lower parts, which were still touching his, had not lost their strength at all; rather, they were even harder than before.

However, he seemed to have no intention of continuing, as he pulled out a tissue and wiped Yeonjo’s semen-drenched stomach. His touch was not gentle, but this time too, his every action tickled Yeonjo like a feather.

“It is hot.”

When Boss Gu pulled the blanket up to his neck, Yeonjo shook his head.

“You will catch a cold.”

“I will not catch a cold from something like this.”

Besides, it was the middle of spring. Even for someone as frail as him, the weather was too warm to be under a cotton-filled blanket.

Unyielding to his complaints, Boss Gu stubbornly covered Yeonjo with the blanket. In a way that made his thoughts of it being stuffy seem pointless, Yeonjo soon felt tired and blinked his eyes slowly.

Lying side-by-side with him in the same bed, a boundless, gentle comfort enveloped Yeonjo. He was no longer anxious or restless. He even felt a sense of regret that this time might pass by too quickly.

As Yeonjo forced his eyes wide open to keep from falling asleep, Boss Gu, who was watching him, suddenly said something strange.

“That bastard you were dating did not seem to come up.”

Wondering what that meant, Yeonjo blinked his eyes.

“Be honest. Who else have you done this for besides me?”

Boss Gu grabbed Yeonjo’s head and turned it towards him. Not understanding what he was talking about, Yeonjo was just bewildered.

“…Done what?”

“Was it your ex-bastard’s preference?”

“…”

Yeonjo quickly searched his memory. Had he done something for Boss Gu today? If anything, Boss Gu had served him. …Could he possibly be talking about when he got on top of him to insert it at first?

The moment he realized the meaning of Boss Gu’s words, a disbelieving laugh escaped him. Yeonjo stared blankly at his expression, which seemed particularly stiff. Then he reached out a hand and pressed down on his slightly furrowed brow, smoothing it out. For some reason, he did not feel scared of him like before.

“I have never dated anyone.”

“Lies.”

But it is true… It seemed he was seriously misunderstanding something.

“I will not get mad, so just be honest.”

While saying he would not get mad, his face was already full of anger. It was not persuasive in the slightest, but rather closer to a threat.

“Say it a little more gently. You are scaring me.”

Yeonjo deliberately feigned weakness.

“…How many bastards have you gone on dates with.”

As if the feigned weakness worked, he asked again in a slightly softer tone. He was trying to imitate a gentle voice, but the content was still as brutal as ever. For some reason, it felt like a smirk was about to escape.

“I have really never dated anyone.”

“That does not make any sense.”

“It is not that I have only done it with you… but you were my first.”

“…I was your first?”

“Yes.”

After a few seconds of silence, he barely managed to open his mouth.

“Stop lying.”

“Have you only been deceived your whole life? It is true.”

“I… haah.”

At the unexpected words, all of Boss Gu’s movements stopped as if he had broken down. He then contorted his face and let out a pained groan.

“It was my first time back then… But you have probably done it a lot, right?”

At Yeonjo’s question, which was tinged with resentment, Boss Gu’s lips twitched.

“Still, after I met you, I have not done it with anyone else.”

That was the best he could squeeze out as an excuse. In the end, it meant he had plenty of experience before then. Even though it was a fact he already knew, Yeonjo’s stomach churned.

At the same time, the words that he had only been with him after they met were pleasing to his ears, and his churning stomach quickly settled down.

“I am sorry for hurting you.”

He sat up, looked down at Yeonjo, and spoke more seriously than ever before.

“Just do not forgive me. I will beg by your side for the rest of my life.”

“I…”

“So just stay by my side, hyung.”

Even in this situation, he liked the way he called him hyung.

There was certainly a past between them that had not yet fully healed, but now, Yeonjo felt that it did not matter anymore.

“I will.”

As soon as the faint reply fell, Boss Gu folded his large frame, crawled into the blanket like a child, and burrowed into Yeonjo’s embrace. Then he hugged his waist tightly.

Yeonjo carefully stroked his back, which was bent to be held by him. For some reason, it felt as if the scent of bubblegum was wafting past the tip of his nose.