Winter Season Chapter 62

The force of the thrust from behind caused Yihyeon’s upper body to lean forward, and his knees collapsed. It happened at the exact same moment that pale semen burst from his penis, which had been erect and pressed against his abdomen the entire time.

“Ha-euk…!”

His inner walls continued to twitch, tightening around Seunghyeok’s penis. Seunghyeok, who was gripping Yihyeon’s pelvis so hard that red marks were left on the skin, let out a low groan. He was in no state to be considerate of a partner who had just ejaculated. Pulling his hips back, he forcefully parted the sensitively contracted inner walls.

Every time the thick, long penis pierced deep inside and pulled out, the mucous membrane clung to it tenaciously. Yihyeon shook his head and struggled against the continuous stimulation even after ejaculating, but it was nothing more than a meaningless gesture.

Seunghyeok pressed down on the small of Yihyeon’s back with one hand as he lay prone on the bed, pumping into the convulsing, trembling inner walls. Every time he drove his hips in roughly, Yihyeon let out a nasal moan mixed with gasps.

“Ha-eu, hak, heu-euk…!”

Perhaps the overwhelming stimulation was too much, as Yihyeon pushed against the sheets with his tightly curled toes, but Seunghyeok grew irritated by Yihyeon’s attempts to keep escaping forward.

He lay over Yihyeon’s body, wrapping both hands around the thin shoulders and pressing down as if pulling him back. Once he fixed the swaying body in place and thrust his hips in to the hilt, Yihyeon’s body shivered violently.

“Ha-euk, hak, heu-eut….”

“Huu, huu….”

The reddish nape of the neck swaying in front of his lips suddenly caught Seunghyeok’s eye. Without a moment to think, Seunghyeok instinctively opened his lips and chewed on the back of the neck as if biting it, accelerating his hip movements.

The more he drove his penis into the wet, hot place, the more an unquenchable thirst arose. Kwon Yihyeon was the one who had taken the drug, but it felt as if he were the one intoxicated.

“Ha, fuck….”

Spitting the words out through gritted teeth, Seunghyeok lost his reason and slammed his hips up. Every time the front of his pants—with only the zipper lowered—hit the buttocks, a mess of sobbing moans leaked from between Yihyeon’s lips.

“Ah, heu-euk…!”

Yihyeon’s body, which had been swaying under the thrusts while trapped as if bound, seemed to flinch violently for a moment before beginning to shake as if having a seizure. Seunghyeok, who had buried his penis all the way to the root, let out a heated breath at the sensation of the inner walls squeezing him tight and straightened his torso.

The entire white body, with the vertebrae standing out, shivered as if convulsing. Perhaps he had ejaculated again, as thin fluid was dripping from beneath his half-lifted hips.

“Heu-eu, Gu, Gu Seunghyeok….”

Seunghyeok undid his tie, which had been bothering him throughout the hip movements, and tossed it below the bed. Every little thing—the thin waist that seemed no wider than two palms, the posture of familiarly taking a man from behind, and the face soaked with tears and sweat—got on his nerves to a maddening degree.

“You absolutely love cock, don’t you.”

Grinding his molars, he grabbed the white buttocks and slowly pulled his hips back. Yihyeon groaned softly at the sensation of the penis scraping the inner walls as it exited.

Because he had been ramming in without any finesse, the buttocks were reddish from the friction against the suit pants. The body, unable to escape the afterglow of successive ejaculations, was heaving slightly while breathing raggedly.

Seunghyeok grabbed the gasping Yihyeon’s waist and flipped the body over in one motion. He pushed both legs upward and aligned his penis again with the gaping hole.

“You might have finished, but….”

“Geu, heu-eu, stop, please stop…!”

“I’m not done yet.”

Fixing the convulsing buttocks with both hands, he thrust his hips up in one go, and the inner walls that had held his member just moments ago clung to him firmly. The hole, which had swallowed the thick penis to the root, was stretched tight without a single wrinkle.

Seunghyeok traced the junction with his thumb. Yihyeon’s penis, which had been stained with body fluids, gushed thin semen once more.

“Ha-ah, ha-ah….”

An unidentifiable sense of elation washed over him at the sight of Yihyeon trembling like an aspen leaf while being pierced below. The thought that he was sticking it into a man didn’t even enter his mind. Seunghyeok stared obsessively at Yihyeon’s face as he slowly withdrew his hips.

“Heu, heu-eu….”

Squish, squelch. The sound of the liquefied gel sticking together mingled with the sobbing moans. As he slowly pulled his penis out, he could clearly see the red lips trembling and the white brow furrowing.

A sudden surge of heat hit the back of his head. Seunghyeok, pressing down on the back of Yihyeon’s knees, rose onto his own knees and slammed his hips up with a thud.

“Eut…!”

Seunghyeok put his weight on Yihyeon’s body, which was folded nearly in half, and hammered his penis in as if crushing him from top to bottom. Every time his body shook, Yihyeon covered his face and lips with one forearm at the pleasure piercing through his spine.

“Ah, huu, ha….”

While continuing his hip movements, Seunghyeok wrapped his hand around Yihyeon’s hand that was covering his face. He interlaced his fingers with Yihyeon’s—which had turned white from gripping the sheets until a moment ago—and pinned them to the bed. With both hands fixed, Yihyeon arched his back at the force of the thrusts below.

“Hak, ha-euk…!”

Yihyeon’s eyes were red as he threw his head back and trembled. Seunghyeok didn’t like how the half-vacant gaze kept wandering toward the air. Seunghyeok slid his arm into the space created by the arched waist. Then, he pulled Yihyeon’s upper body up and licked his Adam’s apple with his tongue.

The menacingly erect penis repeatedly burrowed inside at a fast pace before scraping the inner walls as it pulled out. Every time Seunghyeok’s pubic bone hit the buttocks, a thumping sound like being struck echoed.

There was no room for any other thoughts in his head. He only thought about wanting to devour Yihyeon, who was pinned beneath him, just like this.

“Ha-eu-eu, heut, heu-eut, Gu, heu-eu, Seunghyeok…!”

“Ha-ah, ha….”

Seunghyeok increased the pace at the sound of his name coming from Yihyeon’s mouth. It was a pleasure that felt as if every single cell in his body were burning up. A boiling groan leaked through his teeth. Seunghyeok, who had been thrusting roughly while keeping Yihyeon’s hands pinned, suddenly stiffened his body and threw his head back.

“Ha-eu, fuck….”

“Ah… heu-eu, eu, heu-eut….”

Almost simultaneously with Seunghyeok’s ejaculation, thin fluid spurted from Yihyeon’s penis as well. The sight of the transparent liquid leaking from the tip of the well-shaped pink penis wasn’t as disgusting as he had thought it would be.

Seunghyeok, who had been feeling the sensation of the inner walls gripping his member with good sensitivity while moving his hips slowly, gradually pulled his hips back. A cold, empty laugh leaked out, as he found it ridiculous that he was having such queer thoughts just because he’d had one fuck.

As the hard pillar scraped the mucous membrane and fully exited, white, clumpy fluid began to leak from the gaping hole. The sight of him leaking another man’s semen from behind was quite provocative.

Seunghyeok wiped his cock, which was glistening with gel and body fluids, carelessly on the bedding and tidied his pants.

“Kwak Taeshik, have the car ready at the back door.”

Picking up the tie he had tossed aside while exhaling heated breaths, Seunghyeok spoke to Taeshik over the phone as if issuing an order. Since this much time had passed, the warehouse check would be finished, so there was no reason to stay here any longer. Furthermore, he couldn’t just leave Kwon Yihyeon in that state, so Seunghyeok called out Yihyeon’s name.

“Kwon Yihyeon.”

However, the only response was silence. Since he couldn’t even hear the sound of ragged breathing, Seunghyeok frowned and turned his head. Yihyeon was lying sprawled out on the bed.

Seunghyeok, who had returned to the same state as before entering the room, approached Yihyeon and looked down at him.

Seeing him with his eyes closed as if dead, Seunghyeok momentarily narrowed his eyes. However, upon noticing the shallow rising and falling of the chest, he reached out and grabbed the shoulder. Shaking the messy body slowly, Seunghyeok spoke.

“Hey.”

Yihyeon did not open his eyes.

Thud, thud.

“Huu…. Ha….”

The sound of something blunt being struck and the sound of ragged, gasping breath echoed inside the Chairman’s office. Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand while his shoulders heaved heavily, Chairman Gu set down the golf club he was holding as if throwing it to the floor.

“Get up.”

Seunghyeok, who was rolling on the floor, let out a weak, hollow laugh at the blood-stained golf club that had dropped before his eyes. Then, he braced the floor with one hand and forced his body upright. A weak cough burst out.