The Sleepwalker’s Mansion Chapter 21

Jab, jab, jab! As Doha increased the speed and jabbed at the inner walls, Doeon shook his lower body wildly as if he would collapse sitting down and shook his head violently.

“Th-that, if you do that, th-that, if you do that, haaa…!”

Doeon let out a lewd cry with teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes. Everywhere the fingers pressed became erogenous zones, and an intense pleasure caused shivers. It was scary.

“Stand straight.”

Doha commanded Doeon, who could not sit or stand properly due to the excessive sensitivity.

“Be-because you have your, f-finger, in, inside….”

“Stand straight.”

Jab! The finger thrust deep as if scraping the inner wall. The erogenous zone was jabbed. Doeon’s body lurched forward as if to fall and collided with Doha’s body.

“Hng…!”

Doeon wiped his tears and glared at Doha. There was not a shred of mercy in Doha’s gray eyes. Doeon had no choice but to straighten his body into a straight line. The foreign sensation invading below uncomfortably pulled at his lower body.

“We have to walk together to that mirror over there.”

“Wh-what?”

“If my hand slips out, we will start over from the beginning.”

He had to walk together to the mirror with Doha’s hand inserted. He barely took one step without it slipping out.

“One.”

He felt the fingers inside the hole pressing firmly against the inner wall, making the crown of his head tingle. Doeon moved his steps while his thighs trembled.

“Two.”

Doha’s face, smirking wickedly, was reflected in the mirror. Is playing with me fun? Is it fun? He wanted to grab him by the collar, but because of the hand filling the hole tautly, he could not do anything.

“Three.”

They finally arrived at the mirror together. Standing in front of the mirror, their appearances reflected in hundreds, making it even more bizarre.

“Get on all fours.”

“You, you have to, p-pull out your, f-finger, to get on, on all fours….”

Getting on all fours with the hand inserted was impossible.

“Like this?”

Jab! Jab! Jab!

“Ah, nooo, haa, haa…!”

But what returned was merciless punishment jabbing at the erogenous zones.

“Ah, I got it…! I will get on all fours… hng…!”

With his buttock flesh trembling profusely, he had no choice but to quietly kneel and get on all fours in front of the mirror.

As Doeon got on all fours, finally the fingers slipped out of the rear hole. Instead, his pants were yanked down to his thighs. Doha, who had been looking down quietly at the exposed white buttocks, began to slap the perineum with his palm.

Smack- smack-.

“Hah… Ah, it hurts!”

Crack- smack-.

“Haa, ah, it hurts…!”

The ass juices that had trickled down to the perineum stuck to Doha’s palm like adhesive. It was strange that even though there was a stinging pain, his cock started to harden firmly.

“You have built up a lot of endurance before even eating cock, hyung.”

Seeing the cock gaining strength, Doha subtly mocked him. It was shameful. Treating the pain as pleasure, his body changing more and more because of Doha, all of it was embarrassing.

“You ate in the morning too, do you not want to eat again?”

“Ah, no, I do not, I do not want to….”

“Really? You are leaking pussy juices like this?”

Doha slowly swept up the fluids that had flowed to the perineum with the back of his finger. Goosebumps ran up his spine.

“D-don’t do that…!”

“Why, does it feel weird?”

“Mmm….”

Then Doha began to rub the perineum quickly with the back of his finger. Doeon’s face flushed bright red, and copious ass juices burst out.

“If you do that, haaa…!”

“Feels good?”

“Haa…! No, I do not like it…!”

Doeon’s buttock flesh quivered and trembled, and his thighs repeatedly stuck together and parted. The flushed rear wrinkles bulged, revealing a deep darkness. What trickled through them was honey-like fluids.

“You say you do not like it.”

Doha traced the rear wrinkles with his finger and asked somewhat kindly.

“What do you need most right now, hyung?”

“Hng, I do not, do not know….”

“If you do not know, I cannot give it to you. What should we do?”

“Hnggg…. You are too much….”

He felt like he was going crazy. He knew what he wanted, but he could not say it out loud. As if knowing all that, Doha teasingly scratched around the rear with his finger. If you are going to do it that much, do not.

“Mmm….”

“I will not give it until hyung asks for it.”

“Hah….”

There were many ways to melt someone’s patience. Heating it up just enough to boil and then not giving it until asked. It felt like tears would pour out.

“Hng….”

“Hyung, are you crying?”

“Ah, nooo….”

Tears welled up in his eyes. Seeing the teardrop dangling precariously from the tip of his eyelashes, Doha rounded his well-drawn eyes.

“Ask for cock, come on.”

“I cannot, cannot do it….”

“Yeah? You do not need it then.”

As if he would cum right away, Doha removed his hand from the rear. The opened rear twitched, losing what it craved. It felt like his heart was plummeting downward. Doeon cried out in a resentful voice.

“No, do not…!”

“Then you have to say it.”

“…Give it….”

“What? I cannot hear you.”

“C-cock, give me…! Give me cock…!”

Without realizing it, he furrowed his brow and shouted. Immediately after, he covered his mouth with his hand, but it was already too late. His ears flushed red.

“You should have done that sooner.”

As if he knew it would happen, Doha unzipped and parted his fly, and a cock as thick as an arm sprang out with a thwack. The cock with bulging purplish veins surged mercilessly, seeking a place to spray its pre-cum.

Once he let it burst out like a dam breaking, the rest was easy. Doeon wiggled his hips, seeking the cock.

“Hng… Cock… Quickly….”

“Got it, I will give it. Do not beg.”

Doha knelt closely behind Doeon. The glutinous rice cake-like buttocks trembled with anticipation of receiving the cock.

“Haaa… Cock… Quickly….”

Doha gripped the pale buttocks fully in his hands and kneaded them like dough, then pulled one buttock cheek hard to the opposite side. The hole, like a carp’s mouth, stretched wide horizontally.

“Look at the shape of your hole. You do not know what your hole looks like, hyung?”

The gaping form looked lusciously begging to eat the cock quickly. Doha spat into the rear hole with a ptui, grinding curses.

“Hng…!”

“It looks fucking like a bitch in heat. Like a public toilet that goes around whoring its hole outside.”

Squelch, he rubbed the opaque fluid flowing down the rear hole with his finger, admiring the glossy shine spreading slickly. Saliva gathered at the luscious curves swollen plump from receiving cock day after day.

“Hmm…. Qui-quickly….”

Unable to endure, Doeon obscenely moved his hips and let out moans begging for the cock. Then smack, immediately his butt cheek was painfully struck. The tender buttock flesh quivered.

“Hah…!”

“I told you not to act like a bitch. Hyung, do you go around whoring your hole like a bitch? Are you a toilet scavenging for cum?”

“Ah, no…! I do not, do not go around whoring…! I am not, not a toi-toilet…!”

“But why are you acting so immodest and cheap.”

“I-I’m sorry….”

He felt like something was wrong with himself for feeling pleasure even after being spanked on the butt. Maybe, as Doha said, he had become a bitch.

He did not go around whoring his hole, but it felt like he was on the same level as that vulgar crowd. Otherwise, he could not want cock like this.

He wished the cock would be given quickly….

Even in this situation, his mind was full of thoughts of wanting to be pounded with the cock. It felt like his head was broken. At this moment, even Jung Taeseok in the guest room did not come to mind.

Doha gripped the base of his cock and smacked the thick glans against the perineum, causing the pooled fluids to splatter everywhere with plop, plop. Imagining the impending insertion made his lower abdomen tense so much it hollowed in. Even though receiving cock was not new, this moment always thrilled him.

The slippery glans tickled the entrance of the concave wrinkled hole. Ah, now he will thrust in with the heavy cock. The moment of insertion that Doeon had been waiting for was right before him.

Then suddenly, Doha stopped his movements and murmured as if something had come to mind.

“Hyung, put it in yourself. You can do it.”

“Me, me?”

“Yeah. Grab my cock.”

Doeon was troubled. When he turned his head, he saw Doha with a serious expression. Doha scratched his throat as if scolding.

“You are just going to keep taking what is given without fail?”

“Huh?”

“You should know how to take it yourself too.”

“H-how….”

He cowered at the suddenly scolding tone treating him like a lazy person. Have I been doing something wrong all this time? Tears welled up anew in his gentle eyes without drying.

“Ah…!”

Doha pulled Doeon’s wrist back and made him grip the base of his own cock. The thick cock base, like a tree root, was hot and warm from the heat. That flesh pulsed hotly like a living, moving creature.

It is hot. The dark red cock shaft, contrasting with the slender wrist, could not be fully gripped in his hand, occupying so much volume that it overflowed through the gaps in his fingers. It was barely held.

“You are just going to hold it? You have to put it inside.”