Non-Resistance Chapter 45

He reached into his pants, and upon seeing the soaked underwear, he said with a voice mixed with laughter.

“Haa, why are you so wet, Yeongin.”

“Heu-ut, ah, eut. It feels good…. Suck it more, a-heuk!”

“What am I going to do with you leaking like this regardless of the place? Don’t you need to wear a diaper?”

Dogeon, who had raised a finger and pushed it into Yeongin’s hole, pressed down on the spot he liked. With a splat, Yeongin, who had poured out love juices and constricted his hole, rocked his waist back and forth.

“Shit, being this lewd.”

If he could, he wanted to pin Yeongin’s body down and ram his hole. With not much time left, Dogeon poked Yeongin’s pussy with his fingers and flicked his wrist quickly. The hot, softly relaxed flesh squirmed, biting onto and clenching his finger joints.

“Ha-eu-eut, ung, it feels good, good, hut!”

His body trembled with pleasure, and he was soaked in saliva. He didn’t know why he had become like this, but the pleasure he felt after a long time was too sweet. Yeongin lifted his hips, spreading his legs on his own as if asking to be prodded more.

Seeing Yeongin shaking his chest and twisting his waist like a nymphomaniac, Dogeon moved his hands even more violently. The climax was approaching little by little. Hot breaths tickled the tip of his nose as Yeongin’s head tilted up toward the sky.

“Eu-hang, eut, ung…!”

Squelch, squelch—Dogeon, who had shoved all three fingers into the hole and was shaking them, felt the inner walls fluttering and clenching, so he pressed down hard on the clitoris. His slender body drew a soft curve, and his waist arched. The man held that Yeongin firmly and watched his face as he reached the climax.

“Aaah, ang, ah-heu-ah, ah!”

“Haa…. Shit, sweet scent.”

A sweet smell vibrated from his hand, which was soaked in pussy juice. Dogeon, who licked it up by sticking out his tongue, pressed down on the shoulders of Yeongin, who was breathing heavily, and said to him:

“Suck it while touching your own cock.”

“…Heu.”

It was a sensitive body, having reached the climax not long ago. Yeongin, who had cautiously squatted on the floor and taken Dogeon’s sex organ into his mouth, flared his hole at the lewd scent felt full in his mouth.

“Ah, oo, heu-eup….”

Yeongin, who had swallowed the glans and rubbed it against his oral mucosa, grasped his sex organ in his hand on his own. A different kind of stimulation than when touching his pussy was added to his body. Gathering saliva in his mouth and wetting the shaft, he stuck out his tongue, sucked on the lewd-tasting sex organ, and moved his hand.

“Heu-eu, oo-eum, jjoop….”

Dogeon watched Yeongin, who had his eyes rolled back and a lewd face, wetting the shaft with his tongue. Haa, a languid breath flowed out, and the man, who had grabbed his hair, rammed his cock into his throat.

“Oo-euk, kkeup, euk….”

The narrow mucous membrane squirmed, sticking to the head of his cock and squeezing out semen. Moving his waist while feeling the sticky flesh, Dogeon pulled his lips away while looking at the pre-cum that had pooled at the tip of Yeongin’s sex organ.

“Do you like it, sucking a man’s cock while jerking off?”

“U-ung, eup, kkeu-euk…. Heu.”

“Are you aroused thinking about eating my cum?”

Hee—Yeongin, who had widened his tongue to wrap around the cock and then lifted his head, nodded while holding the cock in his mouth. The more lewd things the man said, the more excited he became. It was as if he had really become the lewd person he said he was. His body stung, and the hand stroking his sex organ wouldn’t stop.

“The kids probably don’t know you’re such a cock-hungry bitch.”

“Oo-eung, jjoop, oo-eup, eum….”

“No one will know that you eat my cum from top to bottom every day.”

The fishy and salty taste melted onto his tongue, and his body grew even hotter. Yeongin, who had swallowed the man’s shaft by rippling his throat, rubbed his glans, recalling Dogeon’s touch.

Pussy juice dripped down from between the legs of Yeongin, who was squatting with his crotch spread wide. Dogeon grabbed his soft hair and thrust his waist out long toward the front.

“Kkeu, euk, kkeuk! Euk, eu…!”

He pierced through the narrow mucous membrane and inserted the entire sex organ into his mouth. The man, who had lightly grabbed his bulging neck, felt his throat fluttering and looked down at his tear-stained cheeks.

“If other bastards knew, they’d come running saying they’d all fuck you, but shit, that can’t happen.”

“Keu-hut, kkeuk, oo-euk…!”

“Since you’re so lewd, if they just fucked you, you’d probably roll around saying you’d eat every cock in sight, shit.”

Struggling moans struck his ears. Even so, Dogeon twisted his lips into a smile at the lewdness of Yeongin, who didn’t let go of his cock, and continued his puck-puck thrusting.

“If you don’t want to show that you’ve been sucking cock, open your throat wider and swallow all the cum.”

Flapping his eyelashes, his revealed brown pupils stared at Dogeon. Meeting those eyes, the man, who had pushed it in long until it reached the root, slowly let go of his tightly gripped throat and sprayed his cum over the delicate mucous membrane.

The hotly pouring ejaculate flowed down his esophagus. Feeling the fishy taste of semen, Yeongin reached the climax while clenching his rear hole tight. From the tip of his small, pink glans, opaque semen dripped, wetting the floor.

Dogeon, who had slowly pulled his waist back and ejaculated all the remaining cum into his mouth, tapped the cheek of Yeongin, who was wiping the cock with his tongue.

“You only choose to do pretty things today.”

“Heu-eung, eu….”

Yeongin, who was still smacking his lips with his body still heated up, looked at Dogeon’s lower body, from which he was removing his cock, with regretful eyes. The man, who had tidied his clothes and hoisted him up by pushing his arms into Yeongin’s armpits, wiped the semen off the corner of his mouth and said:

“I’ll fuck you until your hole wears out later, so clench tight so you don’t leak pussy juice.”

Yeongin nodded, exerting strength into his lips as he hesitated for a moment while staring at the back of Dogeon’s hand, who was putting his clothes back on and letting his body go.

Half a day had passed with his body in a heated state. As if he were truly in heat as Dogeon had said, the heat in his belly didn’t cool down; rather, it seemed to be growing in size little by little.

He didn’t know with what mind he had spent the day. After finishing all his schedules and returning to the accommodation, Yeongin chewed on the inside of his cheek at the drinking party that had begun in earnest. In the randomly mixed seating, he was quite a distance away from Dogeon.

Yeongin, who stared at the drink glass placed in front of him while watching him with hot eyes, hardened his expression as he recalled memories from a long time ago.

What if I drink and lose my memory?

He was chewing on his lips in anxiety when the sight of Dogeon, sitting opposite him, laughing and talking with a female student sitting next to him, entered his vision. His mood felt strange. It was natural for people from the same department to talk, but for some reason, his chest felt stuffy and his stomach turned. With his stomach feeling uncomfortable, Yeongin reached out his hand and grabbed the glass. When he swallowed it down his throat just like that, his esophagus felt like it had been burned.

Surprised, Yeongin twitched his chest and hiccuped, so a junior student sitting next to him handed him water and spoke to him cautiously.

“Are you okay, Sunbae?”

It was the man who had recommended fries sauce to Yeongin during the last general meeting. Yeongin, who lowered his gaze, checked the name tag hanging on his neck and engraved his name into his eyes.

“Ah—hiccup—yeah, I’m, okay—hiccup.”

Even he was surprised at his own words, so Yeongin blinked his big eyes. His earlobes, flushed with embarrassment, were red enough to burst. Affection permeated the face of Hoyoung, who was looking at Yeongin. He suppressed his laughter, turned his head, and wiped his mouth.

Gulp, gulp—while he was drinking the water the man had handed him to stop the hiccups, a drinking game began, led by the student council president. Having never played a drinking game like this before, Yeongin was naturally an easy target for everyone. Since his face was conspicuous anyway, he got caught in the penalty about once every three times and drank in succession.

“Aaah….”

His head was dizzy. His tongue was twisted, and his pronunciation kept slurring. Caught in the penalty again, Yeongin reached out his hand to bring the glass, but his drunken body lost its balance and tilted. Hoyoung, who had been sitting next to him, caught Yeongin’s body, which was about to collapse.

“Hyung, are you okay?”

Having changed his form of address from Sunbae to Hyung before he knew it, he was surprised twice: once by the soft skin touching his fingertips, and twice by the sweet smell felt from Yeongin, whom he had seen up close.

Gulp—without realizing it, his gaze reached his moist lips. Hoyoung lost his wits at the smiling face and stared at Yeongin. He had thought he was pretty to begin with, but it was as if all his worries about the gender being male had disappeared. It was when he reached his hand toward Yeongin as his body moved.

Suddenly, a hand that appeared in front of his eyes blocked him.