The Smell of Something Fishy Chapter 8.3

Yeonseo’s arms moved hesitantly. They slipped out of the embrace, touched the man’s shoulders, and then tightly wrapped around him.

Hyung, Hyung…

He didn’t know when Tae Shinju would recover all his memories. There was a possibility he might never recall Yeonseo at all.

His heart ached.

It wasn’t relief or regret. Some lives, by merely existing, influenced someone and left emotions behind. Yeonseo was both glad that the seed planted in his heart had miraculously survived and sprouted, and yet he felt a strange emptiness knowing he no longer had to look back with lingering attachment as he once did.

It was as if the childhood memories that always ended in questions would no longer haunt his dreams now that his greatest wish had been fulfilled.

In short, it was the bittersweetness that follows a happy ending.

The mystery was solved, and his emotions had evolved into love. He would move forward, processing these feelings. Some might call this human growth.

Conversely, it felt like the world was gently telling him that since he had clung to those memories like a lifeline to survive, it was now time to let go of his childhood and become an adult who moves forward on his own strength.

Through Tae Shinju… no, through Hyung.

This was separate from the question of whether he had to drift away from Tae Shinju’s side or not.

Poor or rich, every child grows into an adult and experiences growing pains to get there.

Yeonseo vaguely sensed that this moment of breaking free from old memories was his own growing pain. It was like keeping an old jelly container but no longer carrying it under his arm.

It was clearly a good thing, yet it felt sorrowful. It’s good, truly good, Hyung… He was busy being grateful for his safety, but a corner of his heart hurt.

He decided to blame it on love. The part of him that hadn’t matured for so long, now finding its place at twenty-one, was sad because someday he’d have to let go of this love on his own.

Yes. Let’s do that. Let’s say it’s sadness because of love.

Whether he repeated it to himself or not, tears kept wetting his cheeks.

Tae Shinju let out a tender sigh.

“Why are you crying so much?”

“Because you, Tae Shinju… don’t cry.”

Now that he thought about it, Tae Shinju was remarkably consistent. He always teased others to cry at every chance, yet he himself only ever showed smiles. A pleasant smile, a cold smirk, a sneer, a chuckle… Even in old memories, even in dreams, he was someone who never cried.

But if the reason was that he’d been betrayed by someone he gave his heart to. If he’d locked his heart away, unable to trust anyone, freezing even his unconscious. If he hid his tears to avoid being broken again.

Then Yeonseo, still closer to a child than the man who had long become an adult, had no choice but to cry in his place.

“Even if I’m ugly… sob, please… love me.”

“Who’s the idiot who called you ugly?”

Tae Shinju responded with a baffled expression to the sudden request. Instead of saying it was him, Yeonseo leaned in and pressed their lips together at an angle. Even in a man so solid everywhere else, his lips were soft.

“Hnng, mm!”

As expected, he was overwhelmed by those soft lips. Tae Shinju muttered a low curse and pushed Yeonseo. Hastily pulling down his pants, he shoved his grotesque cock into Yeonseo’s mouth.

“Guh…”

The hot, tight throat enveloped the man. Like a patient pauper, Yeonseo endured the gagging well. As the thick cock pounded into his throat, he didn’t retch but lowered his eyes and let his tongue and mouth be used submissively.

So, for Tae Shinju, it didn’t make sense.

Even if he was a pauper, he must feel pain. As a man, he must have pride. Yet, even when his throat was forcibly taken, he stayed still, so why…

“Ugh.”

At that moment, Yeonseo swallowed more of the raw cock. At best, it was just an inch or so past the glans.

Tae Shinju stared intently at Yeonseo’s face, thrusting vigorously. The bobbing of his Adam’s apple hit him directly.

“Mmn, ugh! Hng, mmnng!”

It gave him chills. The tingling pleasure made his cock swell rapidly. The engorged, veiny shaft smeared Yeonseo’s throat and mouth with saliva, leaving a lascivious scent.

“Strange.”

Tae Shinju, panting heavily and lost in a haze of arousal, thought to himself. It was really, truly strange.

His body was overly excited. Like a drugged addict, he acted like a man desperate to devour Park Yeonseo.

Just moments ago, he’d been feeling frustrated.

“Hnng…!”

Thwack, thwack. Yeonseo’s pale face turned bright red under the relentless pounding. Seeing the tears welling in his eyes, the cock twitched again. It was a face that made him want to fill it with cum until he was squirming, sated.

Honestly, Park Yeonseo’s blowjob wasn’t impressive. His effort was commendable, but his tongue work was stiff.

Yet, the throat desperately trying to swallow, the cock standing erect despite the situation, and above all, the tearful eyes and pleading gaze always ensnared him. Before he knew it, he was giving five stars to a mediocre blowjob shop, ravaging Yeonseo’s throat like a starving beggar.

“Grrk!”

“Hah!”

Tae Shinju, nearly climaxing, roughly pulled out. Yeonseo’s body jolted as he coughed. The inside of his throat seemed scratched, showing signs of distress.

“Cough!”

During his coughing, thin saliva and precum spurted from Yeonseo’s mouth. Meanwhile, Tae Shinju stripped Yeonseo’s clothes and spread his legs. As always, the familiar rod was dutifully guarding the empty house.

Tae Shinju, about to yank out the dildo as usual, paused.

“Why should I remove it?”

Hadn’t the back hole already taken a fist? The pussy was made to take a cock from the start, so what was the issue with a gatekeeper?

To be honest, no matter how thick Tae Shinju was, he wasn’t the size of a baby’s head. The dildo was only a few fingers’ worth, so even combined with his cock, it wouldn’t reach baby-head size.

The decision was quick. He grabbed lube from the bedside table, a rare move. Normally, he’d lick until the inner walls were wet if it was too tight, avoiding lube as a matter of taste. But right now, preparing Park Yeonseo exactly as he wanted was more important.

Yeonseo, dazed and panting, flinched. Tae Shinju, without explanation, squeezed out lube, generously coating his cock and Yeonseo’s pussy. He moved the dildo to let the lube seep deep inside.

“Hnng!”

The dildo was tied to a ring around his waist, limiting how far it could be pulled and pushed. He thrust it as much as possible with the lube, circling widely to stretch the entrance.

After some repetition, Tae Shinju slipped two fingers in. The taut entrance stretched, swallowing the fingers.

“Hah, hng, Tae, Tae Shin, sob!”

Yeonseo, belatedly realizing the man’s intent, was shocked. He’d thought the fist-level sex was a one-time thing, but this shocking attempt wasn’t the end.

Yeonseo trembled, lifting his hips. It was an attempt to escape his grip. Unfortunately, to Tae Shinju, it looked like he was begging to have his pussy fucked.

“Haa… Fuck. Should I get cock surgery or something? Hmm? Ask for another one to be attached. That way, I can fuck both your greedy holes evenly. Right?”

Thrust!

“Haa!”

A finger slipped into the narrow gap. The soft yet firm silicone was pushed aside, making room.

Tae Shinju positioned himself between Yeonseo’s spread legs, rubbing the glans against the seam. Though he’d opened it with his fingers, the gap was so tight that his fist-sized glans looked even more massive today.

Yeonseo, pale with fear, shook his head.

“N-no, it won’t, it won’t fit.”

“And if it does?”

“W-what?”

“What’ll you do if it fits?”

It was a retort that left him speechless. Yeonseo trembled, unable to give a proper answer. He knew his own body well, but in front of Tae Shinju, it was hard to assert confidently.

Hyung, you didn’t tell me he was like this…

The man who sometimes became scary and cruel during sex didn’t feel less frightening just because he was Hyung. The sensation of Hyung touching him and spouting lewd remarks felt all the more vivid, leaving him flustered.

“You shaved your pussy to take cock, and now you’re trying to back out? Where’d you learn such bad manners?”

“Sob…”

A flood of tears burst out. This wasn’t the kind, cheerful Hyung who gave him jelly, carried him, and happily hung out with a much younger neighborhood kid.

“I’m going crazy… Huh? Park Yeonseo. Park Yeonseo. Why are you crying so much today? Trying to drive me insane?”

He was a pervert.

Tae Shinju leaned down, covering Yeonseo with his massive frame. Yeonseo’s body, except his legs, was hidden under the large figure.

Tae Shinju made Yeonseo wrap his arms around his neck to prevent escape. Then, with a kiss, he pressed the glans with his left hand.

“…!”

Yeonseo’s eyes and lips widened in shock.

Tae Shinju felt Yeonseo’s shock vividly at such close range.

A tongue that didn’t respond even when tapped. Breath that stopped. Movements that froze.

“Haha…”

In this death-like state, Tae Shinju strangely felt perfect control.

Entering someone’s body, stopping their breath, movements, senses… their time.

And then, by deliberately breathing life back into them, making them move, restoring their senses—it brought immense satisfaction.

A dizzying thrill.

Like a drug breaking the cognitive system, Tae Shinju forgot everything around him as he tore into Yeonseo.

Thwack!

“Hah!”

With a deep push, the cock finally reached the inner walls of the womb.

Yeonseo convulsed heavily, snapping out of the shock. His mind still couldn’t accept the situation, but his body was different. Hyper-sensitive, it didn’t let even the slightest touch pass unnoticed.

Tae Shinju gently coaxed, tracing the stretched-to-bursting seam.

“Good job. You held up well. You like kisses, don’t you, Yeonseo? Here, I’ll kiss your baby house too. Open your mouth.”

It was the attitude of a male tender only to his female. Contrary to expectations of rough digging, he pressed Yeonseo’s hips and lowered his waist. Then, moving only his hips in a wave-like motion, he stimulated the inner walls.

It was bad news for Yeonseo. The gentle movements were agonizingly slow, making him feel each friction more intensely than usual.

“Hnng! Mm, ugh, hng, ha!”

His bulging belly, pushed up by the cock, arched toward the air.

Despite looking slow and leisurely, it was a long cock. With light hip thrusts, Tae Shinju hit the womb’s walls, soothing the female writhing in climax.

“Haa… Sorry. The kiss was a bit rough, wasn’t it? But we can’t always just kiss… Shall we move things along?”

No matter how dazed he was, Tae Shinju’s warning was enough to make Yeonseo’s heart drop.

Tae Shinju reached out and flipped the snap switch at the base of the dildo.

Bzzz—.

“Hng! Ah! A-ah, hng, haa!”

Thump! Thrust! Slam, slam, thwack!

The emotionless machine began pounding the back pussy. It was beyond Yeonseo’s expectations. He didn’t know the dildo had a moving function, and if it did, he assumed it would target the front, not the back first.

Of course, Tae Shinju had no intention of stimulating only the back. He soon activated the dildo in the front pussy too.

Whirr, the lightly trembling rod soon kneaded the soft flesh like dough. The front one even rotated halfway, driving the recipient mad.

“Aaaah! Hng! Haa, hup, ha, hii!”

Yeonseo thrashed violently. Twisting his hips, jerking his upper body, flailing his arms, he writhed.

Tae Shinju grabbed both of Yeonseo’s ankles and slammed into the hole hard.

Slap, thwack, smack, smooch, slurp. The sticky flesh sounds mixed with bodily fluids, distinct from the dildo’s noise. No matter how adhesive the silicone was, the device had clear limits. In contrast, Tae Shinju’s cock was warm, pulsing, and dripping on its own, making a unique sound.

“Haa! Hng, ha! Aah, hng…”

“Haa… Haha, feels good? That good? Your pussy’s going crazy with two cocks. Look at this. You’re soaking the sheets with how much you’re spilling. This much, you could wash your face with it.”

S-stop. Please stop the lewd talk…!

“Hah, hng!”

But contrary to his intent, only hoarse moans escaped Yeonseo’s lips.

Tae Shinju suddenly reached down, grabbing the stretched labia on both sides and pulling them wide. Already stretched to the limit from insertion, exposing the inner flesh, he enjoyed teasing the soft lips like they were his own, playfully rubbing the clit with his thumb.

“Hnnggg! Haaang!”

Spurt, splash, splatter!

With rapid friction, Yeonseo’s hips bucked, and soon he squirted clear fluid. But it wasn’t from the male cock—it was from below, the gaping pussy.

“You…”

Even Tae Shinju, stunned, could only gape.

It was shocking. A human with both sets of genitals was a first for him.

“Hnng…”

Yeonseo sobbed pitifully. The tears seemed to stop but didn’t. His body felt strange. Even when a cock entered where it shouldn’t, his eyes only swelled with heat, but he didn’t cry. Today, though, tears burst out at every turn, making it twice as hard.

Tae Shinju slowed his thrusts. The insides, a mess of pussy juice, precum, and lube, softened completely after one climax, taking him deeper with each thrust.

“Hah… Haha. This pussy… Now that I think about it, it’s annoying.”

“Sob!”

“With a body like this,”

Thwack!

“Running around thoughtlessly,”

Slap!

“And taking drugs?”

His grudge was insanely persistent.

As Yeonseo instinctively flailed to escape, the slowed thrusts turned violent again, as if they’d never calmed. Gripping his ankles like handles, Tae Shinju pounded with just his hips, making Yeonseo’s slender body jolt.

“Haaak! S-stop, aaah! Hng, mm!”

Crunch!

“Aaah!”

Finally, Tae Shinju bit one of the ankles he held. He left teeth marks on the smooth, white inner skin, licking and sucking sloppily. Not stopping there, he nibbled up the calf.

“Haa! Ha! Hnng…!”

Goosebumps ran through Yeonseo’s body. His stiff cock was on the verge of bursting. Whether he knew or not, Tae Shinju shamelessly bit the other ankle too.

“Sob…”

He couldn’t take it anymore.

The last thread of patience snapped. Yeonseo let out a shrill cry, spurting cum. Exhaustion hit from the consecutive climaxes.

The problem was Tae Shinju.

Whirr, whirr, the rotating, vibrating dildo, the twitching pussy flesh, and the clenching inner walls drove the man to grab Yeonseo’s hips again, pummeling his insides with his cock-fist.

“…!”

It was a shock that tore through the narrow passage.

Terrified, Yeonseo clutched his stomach with both hands and squeezed his eyes shut. Hot tears streamed endlessly through the closed lids.

His stomach hurt. It felt like he’d die.

It was like being pierced through the middle. The sensation in the front pussy was so intense, but the back wasn’t far behind. The dildo had been slyly pressing near his prostate, driving Yeonseo to the brink of death.

His lower body felt fused together. All that existed was the hole. Like a creature made only of that, he opened his body and rubbed his flesh.

He didn’t even have the strength to say stop. Barely moving his hand to grab Tae Shinju’s arm, what came back was…

“Hnng! Aah, hngg, ugh, mmn!”

The veiny, raging arm wasn’t there to protect Yeonseo. It existed to firmly hold the prey and merge their bodies below.

The already fast pace showed no sign of slowing. And Tae Shinju, with his immense stamina, hadn’t climaxed once while Yeonseo suffered through two releases and another rising climax.

The flushed glans pulled partly out before slamming back in with a bang!

“Sob! S-stop, p-please, haa!”

Bang, bang, bang! Tae Shinju pinned Yeonseo’s wrists to the bed. With his hips slightly raised due to the position, the dark red cock, slick with fluids, invaded.

“I-it feels, swollen, hng…!”

“What. Where’s it swollen?”

The man, focused only on thrusting, finally responded. He slung one of Yeonseo’s legs over his shoulder, grabbed the half-inserted rod, and thrust both cocks simultaneously.

“Haang! Mm! Hng, ugh, sob, hii!”

His slender waist thrashed wildly. Splurt, spurt. His body convulsed inside and out, squirting fluid.

“Hnnggg!”

Suddenly, one of the cocks ravaging him pulled out. It was the rod.

Tae Shinju turned Yeonseo onto his side and thrust his cock vertically. Hnng…! As he rapidly moved his hips in that position, the churning insides felt uniquely intense. When he picked up the fluid-soaked dildo and sucked on it, the taste of the pussy grew even richer, almost intoxicating. Meanwhile, his thirst deepened endlessly.

Yeonseo sobbed heavily, rubbing his palms together.

“Please, please. It, it hurts inside.”

“So, where inside? You have to tell me clearly so I know exactly where.”

Brushing aside the pleading hands, he kneaded the firm breasts. Impressively, the nipples protruded, perfect for touching.

Tae Shinju laid Yeonseo flat on his back. He took Yeonseo’s small hands and placed them on his own nipples.

“Touch them.”

“Sob, hng.”

“If you won’t speak clearly, at least try masturbating with your tits.”

The pretty face flushed bright red.

Tae Shinju, acting unhurried, toyed with the pearl of the pussy. The clitoris, soaked in fluids, was perfectly swollen for sucking.

Tae Shinju hadn’t known that a plump, engorged clit would be to his taste until he experienced it through Yeonseo. He sucked it with his lips, squeezing out the moisture, then spread his tongue wide to lap at it. When he pointed his tongue and rubbed persistently or grazed it with his front teeth as if biting, it heightened the sensation, allowing him to quench his thirst with the quickly replenished pussy juice.

“Sob, hng, hup, …ji.”

Yeonseo whimpered heavily, mumbling.

“What? I didn’t hear you.”

“…P-pus…sy…”

A glint sparked in Tae Shinju’s eyes.

“Pussy? Did you just say pussy, Park Yeonseo? Your pussy hurts? Let’s see.”

Fuck, what kind of thing is this?

“Aaah!”

The hot, fleshy cock pulled out in one swift motion. He removed the remaining dildo, too, and buried his face in the now-empty lower body. Pressing the clit with his prominent nose, he plunged his tongue into the vaginal opening.

Only for a moment. He opened his mouth wide, taking in the soft pussy flesh, smaller than half his palm, and sucked. The tender texture was delicious no matter how much he sucked.

Gulp, gulp. His thick Adam’s apple moved ceaselessly, swallowing the pussy juice.

The excessive pleasure made the limp body tremble and convulse. The lower abdomen twitched uncontrollably, shamelessly smearing pussy juice on the man’s face.

As expected, Tae Shinju willingly offered his face. It wasn’t the first time he’d been bathed in pussy juice, and honestly, Park Yeonseo was cuter and more entertaining when he was a little out of it.

Even knowing what he was babbling, he spread his pussy and swayed his hips to the rhythm of the pleasure, exactly like now.

“…Haa!”

After thoroughly cleaning the lower area, he sucked hard on the plump clit. Yeonseo thrashed, trying to escape with his lower body, but ultimately came in Tae Shinju’s mouth.

“Hnng! Haa, ha…!”

It was the moment Yeonseo climaxed.

Tae Shinju quickly shoved four fingers into the pussy hole, shaking them rapidly. Haaang, ah, aah! The sharp pleasure made the writhing body reach its limit, squirting pussy juice. It was just a trickle, but it was exactly what Tae Shinju wanted.

Yeonseo, having been wrung out to the last drop, collapsed. Tae Shinju thrust his painfully throbbing cock into the defenseless pussy. Piercing deep into the inner sanctum in one go, he poured out the long-held cum in gushes. It was almost like piss in volume.

“Hoo…”

He flipped Yeonseo over to keep the freshly spilled semen from leaking. Spreading the buttocks firmly, the seam gripping the cock was boldly exposed. Seeing the pink hole turned bright red made saliva pool near his throat again.

Placing the unconscious body at an angle on a stack of pillows, Tae Shinju leisurely moved only his lower body, thrusting. The soft, bouncing body, swaying with each movement, was deeply satisfying.

Then, he draped himself over Yeonseo from behind, thrusting while lying prone together. His idle hands slipped under the chest, kneading the small breasts to his heart’s content.

“Mmn… Mm…”

Yeonseo, limp from fainting, groaned unconsciously. The pussy gripping the man twitched and contracted. Perhaps because it was naturally tight, the grip was similar whether he was conscious or not.

Sometimes, he wondered.

How much would he have to fuck to loosen it? Would that day ever come?

Lying on his side, lifting one of Yeonseo’s legs, and pounding like a dog, Yeonseo only groaned without waking.

Fucking an unconscious Yeonseo was a rare treat, so Tae Shinju enjoyed it. It was definitely enjoyable, yet no matter how much he pierced and savored the tight inner walls, a strange lack of fulfillment lingered. Unlike before, an unquenched thirst remained, consciously felt.

“What is this thirst?”

As Tae Shinju sank into thought, Yeonseo was dreaming.

It was a shallow sleep, like fainting. Exhausted, Yeonseo only thought he was resting, unaware at first that he was dreaming. That was because, even in the dream, he was with Tae Shinju, in the same bedroom, tangled together as one.

“Park Yeonseo, your tits are leaking?”

“Hng!”

Leaking, my ass. The perverted man’s semen, spilled onto his nipples, dripped messily.

Even more shocking was that the man sucked on the semen-soaked nipples.

“Ah, ah…!”

“Haa… So soft.”

His eyes rolled back like a madman’s. Rubbing his grotesque glans against the small nipples wasn’t enough; he openly inserted and pulled them from his urethra, leaving Yeonseo sobbing, at a loss.

“I was worried these small tits wouldn’t produce milk, but this should be fine. Enough to feed a baby.”

“Mmn…!”

“Don’t worry. The baby won’t have to latch onto your nipples directly.”

Slapping the firm breast flesh with his cock, he attached a nipple stimulator to Yeonseo’s chest from somewhere. A transparent, hemispherical rubber device, shaped like a breast pump, stuck to his skin perfectly, squeezing the breast flesh.

“Ah! Aaa, sob, mmn, hng! Haang, hii!”

The pressure was so intense it brought tears instantly. Tae Shinju, humming a tune, held Yeonseo from behind.

“Remember, Park Yeonseo, your tit pussy belongs to Daddy.”

“Hnng! Mmn, ugh! Haa! Hnng!”

It was the moment a snake-like cock spread the back hole. Someone appeared from the inner part of the bedroom.

“What’s all this noise… What?”

Yeonseo, shaking wildly, froze in shock.

Th-that person…

Tae Shinju answered for him.

“If you’re going to interrupt, get out.”

“Crazy bastard.”

A younger face than now. Unrestrained irritation, relatively expressive.

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“H-Hyung…?”

It was unmistakably Hyung.

Dream or reality, Yeonseo asked with a dazed expression. The sullen young man approached, crossing his arms to pull off his shirt.

Click.

He placed a hand on Yeonseo’s knee.

“Tch… Why are you wearing this?”

It was unclear whether “this” referred to the lewd device or Tae Shinju.

The youth, closer to a boy, had a youthful air. His sturdy build was similar, but the vibe was different.

“Hng?!”

Thrust.

Hyung, now close, suddenly shoved his fingers into the exposed, flushed pussy.

Yeonseo was held by Tae Shinju in a position like a baby being made to pee. He thought the attack came from behind because of the nipple dome, but as always, it surpassed his imagination.

“Ah, aa…!”

When too shocked, his mind and lips froze.

“Poor thing, all frozen… Park Yeonseo, say you’ll only take my cock. Then that guy will fuck off.”

Tae Shinju seized the chance to interject. Slap, smack, slurp, smooch. Yeonseo arched his back, head thrown back, from the sensation of penetration reaching his colon.

“Hng!”

“Crazy fuck.”

Hyung, cursing sharply, was now fully naked. He wasn’t in a position to criticize Tae Shinju.

Despite grumbling about the noise, he spread YeEditaronseo’s legs and pressed his glans against the pussy’s inner flesh. It was as hot and imposing as Tae Shinju’s cock.

The warmth made Yeonseo gasp again.

“Relax.”

A curt warning.

Before he could protest, the scalding organ pierced him.

“Hng, hng… Hah!”

His insides felt full. Unlike the dildo, it felt like his stomach would tear.

Tae Shinju growled low.

“Haa… Fuck. So tight… Annoying.”

Thwack!

“Haang!”

Ping, though no sound actually came, Yeonseo felt his mind fly away.

“Hng, ah! Haang, ugh, hii, aa, haa!”

When he opened and closed his eyes, Yeonseo was in the air. More precisely, Tae Shinju and Hyung had gotten off the bed and stood firmly on the floor.

The warm cocks pounded his flesh with different rhythms, speeds, and strengths. Yeonseo couldn’t move his hips to match the rhythm, as he couldn’t predict the timing of the cock pile.

“Hah, sob, aaah!”

And the hands supporting Yeonseo. That was another problem.

Tae Shinju held him from behind, supporting under his knees. Hyung, meanwhile, alternated between gripping Yeonseo’s waist and kneading his buttocks.

His body swayed back and forth as they directed, rocking wildly. It was hard to judge which was better, as both the front and back holes were pounded so fiercely that Yeonseo had no choice but to cry and squirt.

Literally being juiced.

“Hnng! Ah, it hurts, hng, hup…!”

Brandishing a cock soaked in fluids, Tae Shinju bit Yeonseo’s shoulder. Biting hard enough to leave white marks, he stole a kiss when Yeonseo flinched.

Familiar lips. Familiar breath. Yeonseo, accepting the saliva and breath he offered, sank deeper into the kiss.

That’s when his chest ached like it would burst.

“Mmn, ugh, sob!”

There was no time to miss the parted lips. In crude terms, his tits were so swollen they felt ready to explode. Amid the pain flooding his body, only the erect nipples sent sharp, electric sensations, and his stomach trembled on its own.

“Guh.”

Hyung wrapped an arm around Yeonseo’s waist and kneaded one of the domes. The rubber, which should have come off, sucked harder, nearly pulling Yeonseo’s nipples out.

Slap, slap, thrust, thwack! As the cocks were birthed and swallowed again, Yeonseo tightly shut his eyes.

“Hng…!”

Drip, drop. Splatter…

The inside of the transparent rubber cover was coated with milky droplets.

“Crazy… Is this milk?”

“Fuck… Get out.”

Tae Shinju suddenly withdrew his cock. The overly long shaft required not just pulling back but using his hand to fully extract it.

His demeanor was noticeably fierce. He’d let things slide until now, but he was wary of the younger self, like a beast fighting over a mate.

Of course, “Tae Shinju” wasn’t one to back off when told.

Yeonseo, meanwhile, was out of it, overwhelmed by the squeezing of his breasts. He wanted to remove the suction device, but for some reason, he couldn’t. The more he touched it, the more it clung like a willful problem child.

“Sob… Hng.”

His thin shoulders slumped forward. As his body curled, Tae Shinju grabbed his arm, hooking it around his neck. His upper body twisted unnaturally.

Until just moments ago, Tae Shinju had been supporting him, so what happened? Looking, he saw Hyung had taken one of Yeonseo’s legs, holding it. They seemed to have split Yeonseo in half.

If it had stopped there, it might have been better.

“Ah…!”

Yeonseo trembled, staring below. A sight he’d hoped never to see again unfolded.

A red cockhead pressing against soft flesh.

“N-no…!”

“It’ll work.”

Squelch. The grotesque glans forced the narrow inner walls open.

“Grrk.”

A groan erupted, not from Yeonseo. He was too breathless to make a sound, staring into the void.

Was this a dream? Could this happen in a dream? No, how could sensations be so vivid in a dream?

It was more like a hallucination—visual, auditory, tactile. The suffocation and the sensation of his body stretching were overwhelmingly real.

Having taken both a cock and a dildo was an experience, and the lower hole slowly opened, fully accepting two raw cocks.

Thump, thump, thump… Different pulses reverberated inside. Yeonseo didn’t dare move, fearing the impossibly stretched insides would break.

Thrust!

“Hah!”

Tae Shinju moved first. Yeonseo’s face contorted at the cock piercing from an unfamiliar angle. Not to be outdone, Hyung began thrusting from the opposite side.

“Haa! Ha…! Aaa…!”

“Relax a bit.”

Hyung gripped Yeonseo’s plump cock and shook it. The hole twitched, contracting. The fervent clenching was palpable to Yeonseo too.

“Mmn!”

Tae Shinju grabbed Yeonseo’s neck and kissed him. Sucking his tongue relentlessly, Yeonseo trembled. The veiny, rigid shaft felt like it would pulverize his insides, filling him with fear.

“Shh… Don’t be scared.”

A low, soothing voice calmed Yeonseo. Moving a few steps, the cock shifted inside, making Yeonseo pant.

Hyung sat on a nearby chair, wrapping his arms around Yeonseo’s waist. This time, Hyung was behind. Tae Shinju spread Yeonseo’s knees, hooking them over the armrests, and thrust vigorously as if penetrating alone.

“Hnng! Ha, mmn, hng!”

Why do they sync so well at times like this?

The pussy, stretched as if a thick arm had been inserted, must look grotesque without checking.

Tae Shinju pressed under Yeonseo’s chest. With the violent shaking, the milk-squeezing device on his breasts jiggled along.

“Haa… Fuck, my cock’s melting in this baby pussy.”

The youth nibbling Yeonseo’s neck and shoulder from behind played roughly with his small balls, thrusting. It was a sign climax was near.

“Why’d you show up now, huh? Why’d you grow up?”

“Hnng, ugh, haang!”

“Park Yeonseo. Look here. Focus only on me.”

When the cock-hammers, competing to batter the womb, pressed deep into the vaginal opening, they reached the deepest point.

Slap!

“Hah.”

“Hoo…”

A hot stream pounded the inner walls for a long time. The fluid warming Yeonseo’s womb soon spilled out, dripping beyond the hole.

Ah, aa…

Yeonseo moaned in a daze. Drip, drip. It wasn’t just cum flowing from his body. Piss and semen, whose it was unclear, mixed and spilled together.

Tae Shinju wiped and licked the traces on Yeonseo’s lower belly.

“Pussy juice taste.”

“Sob…”

“So lewd. Now you’re pissing and squirting?”

Tae Shinju’s eyes sparkled with mischief. Lifting Yeonseo and pulling out his cock, piss and semen gushed from the gaping hole.

A strange thing happened.

The pooled liquid on the floor didn’t soak into the carpet or scatter. Instead, it gathered, climbing up Yeonseo’s legs.

“Ah!”

Even Hyung, holding him from behind, melted into the liquid wave. The noticeably increased fluid soon stretched, wrapping around Yeonseo’s upper body.

Circling his stomach, the lower part reached his genitals, the upper part his chest.

When the blunt upper end tapped the nipple dome, the device squeezing his chest fell off with a clunk. The milk pooled in the hemisphere slid down his stomach naturally. The once-transparent liquid, absorbing the milk, gradually turned milky…

“Hii, hii!”

It became a snake.

Hiss—.

The white snake opened its mouth wide. Its characteristic forked tongue revealed, tickling the swollen nipples.