The Sleepwalker’s Mansion Chapter 54

Even while shaking his head vigorously, insisting that it could not be cut, he seemed utterly sincere. Taeoh moved the hand gripping the buttock flesh elastically and slammed Doeon’s soft buttocks against his own groin. The tofu-like soft buttock flesh pooled as if overflowing from his grasp.

The inner walls, which had sucked the vertically inserted cock deep into the hidden depths of the intestines, chewed the long cock shaft with a thick, wet kneading motion.

“Daddy’s cock, Doeon will cut it and eat it.”

“Hngh, why, why? Hng…!”

“Hoo, because it’s squeezing too much….”

At the sensation of the inner walls sticking slickly to the cock shaft and squeezing it as if grinding it evenly, thick veins bulged on Taeoh’s temples. As Doeon subtly twisted his waist while the cock was deeply embedded, as if plowing open the narrow intestinal path, Taeoh’s cock shaft shook the body inside the cramped intestines, widening the path. At the sensation of the insides being brutally stretched, Doeon’s jaw gaped as if it would drop.

“Hngh, ah, Daddy…!”

When Doeon convulsed his body finely, the inner walls abruptly contracted and clung stickily to the cock. That sensation was indescribably dizzying, so Taeoh furrowed his brows slightly and thwack, thwack mercilessly pounded the luscious buttocks against his groin.

At the sensation of the club-like cock churning up his insides, Doeon could not regain his senses. With his pupils half-rolled back, his tongue lolling out, he clung to his daddy’s nape and wailed desperately.

“Haeng, my, my belly, my beeeelly…!”

At this rate, it felt like his belly would be pierced through. It felt like all his intestines would burst and only the massive cock would remain in its place. Doeon lowered the hand he had wrapped around the nape and groped his own belly. The outline of the bulging belly made his hot head slick for an instant.

“Heeng, ah, Daddy, with the cock, my, my belly, is full… hng…!”

“Has our Doeon filled his belly with Daddy’s cock?”

“Yeees, ahng, full, it’s full, hngh…!”

The sense of fullness made his vision blur chillingly. While the blunt glans that had filled his insides prodded the womb, love fluid leaked from the gaps and dripped drop by drop outside the hole. Splurt, splurt, every time the cock went in and out of the hole, a loud sound of frothing water bubbled out.

As the soaked inner walls throbbed and gripped the pulsating meat chunk as if sucking and eating it, the cock grew even more rigid and swelled in volume. Taeoh wickedly parted the womb’s crevices and thrust the cock head inside.

“Hng, aah, no, hwaaang…!”

As the erect nipples standing rigidly on the firm silhouette rubbed against it, the purplish nipples flushed bright red. The modest white porcelain cock, overheated from rubbing against the firm abdominal wall through the fabric, twitched on its own, and then suddenly the slender thighs quivered. Doeon rolled his eyeballs and spurt-spurt ejaculated white mucus.

“Hngh, it’s, it’s coming, it’s coming out, hngooh…!”

White mucus splattered like pearl beads over Taeoh’s dress shirt. The thickly stained marks even looked endearing. Taeoh lifted Doeon’s jaw, which was still faintly feverish. The watery brown pupils collided hazily with a blurred spread.

“Did you cum all?”

“Hngh, yeees, hng….”

The voice, as if suffering from a fever, came out cracked. It was a voice from which the excitement had not yet faded. Since their bodies were still deeply connected, the throbbing breaths transmitted directly. Thump thump, at the sensation of the wriggling inner walls squeezing the cock, Taeoh closed his eyes slightly and opened them, his eyes gleaming with a spark.

“Daddy hasn’t cum yet.”

“Ah, Daddy, cum for me too….”

“Is it okay to ejaculate inside Doeon?”

“Yeees, Daddy, ejaculate inside me….”

“Fuck….”

Taeoh ground out the curse between his teeth. A father asking if he could cum inside his son’s body—what a thing. His reason might have not just fled but gone mad. Why had it come to this? Had he matched his son’s feigned madness and ended up like this? But at this moment, no one could control it. In this closed space, there was no one to stop the rampaging lust.

“Ah, Daddy, qu, quickly….”

He lifted the buttock flesh gripped tightly in his hand and thwack, thrust the cock deeply inside. Pleasure spread along his spine to the nerve endings. The cluttered thoughts vanished, and only the pleasure lived and breathed vividly.

On the semicircularly curved chest, the pinkish nipples protruded plumply. It was a posture he could not endure without covering them with his mouth. Taeoh clung desperately to the nipple like sucking a mother’s milk, going so far as to take in the tender flesh around it and suck it greedily.

“Hngh, li, like that, ha, harshly, suck it, hng…!”

While sucking the nipple in his mouth as if chewing it, Taeoh roughly thrust his hips upward.

“Ah! Aang! Ang! Haang…!”

The nasal-toned cries slickly wrapped around his ears. The womb’s crevices were open to their limit, twitching and oozing sticky love fluid every time the glans prodded. But the invading glans pushed the overflowing love fluid back in, filling the womb plumply, preparing to scatter his own seed even into the slight gaps.

“Ah, Daddy, inside Doeon, lots, ejaculate a lot… hngh…!”

Doeon’s plea was a catalyst for Taeoh. Tzuup, after sucking the nipple to his heart’s content and detaching his lips, Taeoh’s elegant lips were bright red.

“If Doeon gets pregnant from this, will Doeon raise the baby?”

“Hng, ah, the baby, with milk, breast milk, Doeon will raise it… quickly… hng…!”

The two bodies clung together as if becoming one. Taeoh guided the two arms around his own nape and thwack, thwack, rammed the smooth buttocks into his groin as if pounding rice cakes. The speed of slamming down the dark red genitals was fierce. As the veins menacingly wrapped around the cock scraped against the mucosa at an increasing speed, Doeon collapsed in tears.

“Hwaa, aah, hwaaang…!”

“Hoo, at this age, it looks like I’ll be seeing a third child from my eldest son.”

Taeoh’s ribcage swelled greatly, and the cock fitted to the womb swelled lumpy and large. The cock, having completed preparations for knotting, pressed the bursting-swollen blood vessels against the womb’s inner walls, imprinting its own lewd scent before ejaculation.

“Hwaaa, he, here, it’s weird, it’s weird, Daddy, hngooh…!”

The inner walls, which had been steadily squeezing the cock, stretched to accommodate the fully expanding cock, and the slick intestines kneaded the greatly bouncing cock. Taeoh, gritting his teeth at the burning sexual sensation, mercilessly battered the womb with the cock. The glans, pounding the same spot as if tanning leather, finally tore through the inside and buried itself, then like a latch, creak, hooked in place and thrust his entire body in with a thud.

“Hwaaaak…!”

“Hoo….”

Right at that point, Taeoh ejaculated his cock fluid. The intestines soaked in the churning, churning spurting cock fluid. The womb, expanded by the pooled fluids and the swollen cock, swelled as if about to burst with the newly spurting cock fluid. At that pressure, Doeon’s belly swelled up as if pregnant.

“Haa… haa….”

“Ha….”

Hot breaths mingled between the two tightly embraced without gap. The loosened brown pupils met the black eyes burning like fire, and without knowing who started first, their lips met and tongues intertwined.

“Hng, chup, tzuup….”

The tongue tips licking the slippery mucosa were hot. Just licking the entirely melted, warmly heated mucosa felt like he could go one more round. The cock, still tightly gripped by the back hole, showed no sign of decreasing in volume even after the long ejaculation.

Tzuup, even as they shared each other’s breaths, Taeoh slowly twisted his waist, savoring the languid sensation of the cock submerged in waves, splish splash. After blowing his breath evenly deep into the mouth, he detached the lips.

Plop—.

“Doeon?”

As soon as the lips parted, Doeon’s head fell limply downward. Had he fainted? The startled Taeoh supported his face, and the face cradled in his palm had closed eyes, breathing evenly sss and asleep. At the utterly serene face, Taeoh stroked his startled chest.

Soon, the car gradually came to a stop, and the telephone bell installed inside the limousine rang. When he picked up the phone embedded next to the window, Jeong Taeseok’s voice came from the driver’s seat.

—President, we have arrived at the Regency Hotel.

Taeoh fell into brief contemplation. He looked down at Doeon asleep in his arms. They were still deeply connected with his son. After ending his contemplation, Taeoh opened his beautiful lips.

“Turn the car around. We’re returning to the mansion.”

“What? President? Weren’t you going to meet President Baek? Why did you come back?”

Upon returning to the mansion, Yubin greeted Taeoh and Doeon with puzzled eyes. He had expected that by now, the lecherous President Baek would have seen Doeon and gaped wide-mouthed. Contrary to expectations, Doeon was snugly in Taeoh’s arms upon return. Yubin’s head tilted crookedly downward.

“Why is Young Master Doeon being carried… Is he feeling unwell somewhere?”

“Be quiet. You’ll wake Doeon.”

Taeoh, warning in a low voice, passed by Yubin’s side and headed toward the stairs leading to the second floor. Yubin stared at his back with a bewildered expression. Leaving the speechless Yubin behind, Taeoh climbed the stairs.

Carefully stepping so as not to wake Doeon by any chance, he moved toward Doeon’s room. Upon arriving at the second floor, Jeong Taeseok, who had followed behind, quickly went ahead and flung open the door to Doeon’s room. Taeoh, entering through the open door, carefully laid Doeon down on the oak bed.

“Hng….”

Doeon, lying on the bed, groped with his hand as if searching for something and let out a groan. Afraid he might wake, Taeoh sat on the edge of the bed and clasped the groping hand.

“Your hand is here.”

Only then, as if finally reassured, Doeon clasped the hand and curled his body round like a baby. The warmth of the tender palm transmitted over, and it felt like a pulse was beating in his hand.

It seemed he should watch over him until he woke up.

Taeoh leisurely scanned the face of the sleeping Doeon.

Under the dense eyelashes, the deeply sunken under-eye troughs looked poignant. The neat nose bridge and the pink-tinged lips as well. Now he knew that the pink on the lips was the exact same color as the peak of the chest hidden inside the shirt.

A father like him, who had committed an irreversible sin and yet desired his son’s flesh again.

“Ha….”

Taeoh’s worries mixed into a sigh and came out. He was sorry to President Baek, but he had conveyed that he would cancel the appointment due to unavoidable circumstances. The fact that those unavoidable circumstances were having mingled bodies with his son on the way there was a secret he could not utter.

Why had it come to this.

He had thought Doeon was pitiful for having suffered such a vile thing from Doha. Since his second son, whom he had raised with his own hands, had touched his eldest brother, he felt partial responsibility. That sense of debt. Could it be that, mixed with the guilt of not having cared for him for 19 years, it had made him unable to refuse Doeon.

His worries were not just that. Those eyes. The light brown eyes loosened as if boundaries blurred. Whenever he saw those confused eyes, as if wandering lost in a hazy dream, he was seized by an unbearable lust.

The slender voice blatantly begging for his cock toward him was not just seductive but utterly obscene, making hot blood flow uncontrollably below.

What should he do with you, Seo Doeon.

It was when he was endlessly gazing at the dense eyelashes narrowing toward the tips.

“Mm, water….”

The eyelashes fluttered, the brown pupils blinked, and as if his throat was dry, his lips moved faintly.

“Is your throat dry?”

Taeoh looked around for a water bottle. At the end of his wandering gaze, a bottled water was placed on the bedside table. He rose from his seat, approached the table, and picked up the bottled water.

“……?”

The bedside drawer was open about one-third. Inadvertently catching his eye inside the drawer was a half-torn medicine packet. The medicine seemed eaten, as only the empty paper remained. When he glanced back, Doeon was still lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

Taeoh turned his head forward and aligned the cross-section of the half-cut medicine packet horizontally. The hospital name <Kang General Clinic> and a phone number were printed on it. Kang General Clinic? Taeoh slipped the medicine packet into his suit pocket and turned around.

“Let’s drink water, Doeon.”

“Mm….”

Returning to the bed, he grabbed Doeon’s shoulder and raised him up. When he placed the bottle mouth to his lips, as if parched, he gulped, gulp swallowed the water. After the thirst was quenched, Doeon fully lifted his eyelids. Taeoh’s face reflected squarely in the clear pupils.