Non-Resistance Chapter 46

Hoyoung raised his head, and Dogeon’s cold expression came into his view.

“Get up.”

“Eu-ung….”

“I said get up.”

Yeongin, who had raised his gaze while opening his sleepy eyes at the touch pulling his arm, discovered Dogeon and opened his mouth.

“Eu-ung, Dogeon-ah….”

The face that had smiled at someone else broke into a bright grin once again. The patience that had been crossing the line since earlier finally hit rock bottom. Even while feeling the gazes directed toward them, Dogeon pulled Yeongin’s arm, forcing him to stand up. He said briefly to the gazes gathered there:

“I’m going to go get some fresh air with Sunbae Yeongin.”

Dogeon had also drunk quite a lot, but he showed no signs of it. Lightly supporting Yeongin as he took him outside, the man wrapped his arm around Yeongin’s swaying waist and said:

“Pull yourself together.”

“Eu-ung…. Dogeon-ah, I, I’m dizzy….”

“That’s what you get for gulping down everything they gave you, who told you to do that?”

Yeongin felt a sense of hurt at Dogeon’s scary voice. Who was the one who brought him here when he didn’t want to come? Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t have been able to say anything, but emboldened by the alcohol, he pushed against Dogeon’s shoulder.

“I hate you…. I don’t like you…”

“Ha Yeongin.”

“Why do you keep…. being mean to me…. always, saying only bad things…. scaring me, heu, speaking scaringly….”

Dogeon, looking down at Yeongin’s teary eyes, wore an annoyed expression and wiped the corners of his eyes. Moved even more by that touch, Yeongin bit his lips and glared at him.

“Why.”

“You…. I, I’m the hyung….”

“Ha. Hyung my ass, shit. Even though your prick is small.”

“…Shii. Again. Being mean again….”

Dogeon looked down with a dumbfounded expression at Yeongin, who was slurring his words as if he were thoroughly drunk and bringing out things he wouldn’t even be able to say normally. Mumbling this and that to himself, Yeongin put on a troubled expression and parted his lips.

“I don’t know… what you’re thinking….”

“…”

“You, you’re too hard to understand…”

Dogeon, who would be mean to him and then be nice, who seemed to have given him his heart and then not, was harder than a college entrance exam question. It was when Yeongin, having bitten his lip and inhaled, was about to turn his body.

“Don’t laugh at other bastards.”

“…”

“Even if they talk to you, just ignore them.”

“How can I do tha…. Eut!”

Dogeon, who had wrapped his arms around Yeongin’s waist, bit down on the lips that had smiled sweetly at another bastard. Yeongin winced at the pain felt on his lips, but as he felt the soft sensation of Dogeon rubbing them with his tongue, he opened his mouth little by little.

Knock, knock—Dogeon’s tongue, licking his lips as if knocking on a door, quickly entered his mouth. The tongue, which had entered by scraping against the roof of his mouth, bit down on the flesh that smelled of sweetness and sucked up his saliva.

While exploring the inside of his mouth—which smelled of a faint scent of alcohol and flowers—with his tongue, he pushed his hand inside his clothes and gripped his chest with practiced ease. Eu-heung, sweet moans seeped out from between his parted lips and soaked into his ears.

“Ah, Do, geon-ah. Heu-eu.”

Once their lips parted and Yeongin pushed against Dogeon’s shoulder, Yeongin shook his head with a vision made hazy by alcohol and said:

“If someone, sees…. here, no…. I’m scared. Heu-eu.”

“Haa. Shit.”

He wanted to lay Yeongin down right now and suck his hole. Every time he stood his tongue up to sweep his sensitive spots, he wanted to make him cry out in excitement, hold onto his waist, and ram his cock into his narrow interior.

Dogeon, his brow furrowed, held Yeongin in his arms and entered a detached building away from the main building. Since it was the peak time for the drinking party, there was no one in the room. Dogeon, who entered the innermost room and locked the door, spread a quilt on the floor haphazardly and laid Yeongin down on it.

“Ah, ung…!”

Just because he had touched his breasts a few times, he was moaning and groaning with a face flushed with heat. Dogeon took off Yeongin’s pants, pulled down his underwear, and aligned his sex organ over the pussy that was emitting hot heat. Without any foreplay, the glans inserted itself, squirming to open the inner walls, and pushed in until the shaft was fully inside.

“Eu, hut, ung!”

The fair, naked body raised its hips. Dogeon fondled the soft buttocks before grabbing them tightly with both hands. Because of the slow insertion, the shape of the man’s sex organ could be felt completely against the narrow vaginal walls. Yeongin, who had tightened his pussy and let out a trembling breath, opened his eyes at the touch pulling at his breasts.

“Heu-eung, ah!”

Dogeon pushed his large root into the belly that was constricting the hole, wetting the shaft with the pussy juice that had become abundant. The hardened penis stirred every corner of the inner walls.

Every time the man’s sex organ moved, it felt like his entire pussy was thumping. Dogeon, seeing Yeongin biting his lips and letting out ah-heuk, ung moans while clutching the quilt, pulled his hands and placed them on his pussy.

“Rub your clitoris. Let me hear you cry ang-ang. That way, they’ll think we’re fucking and not come in.”

“No, heuk, no, I hate it…!”

Overwhelmed by the pleasure pouring into his body, Yeongin—who had completely forgotten where they were—flinched, inhaled, and shook his head. Sex with Dogeon in a place where anyone could walk in at any moment? He felt the inner walls constricting with a squelch and twisted his lips.

“You’re always so lewd. Are you clenching like this because you think someone’s watching? Or is it because you don’t want me to take my cock out?”

“No, heuk, ung!”

“Haa, shit, Yeongin-ah. Relax a bit. Are you just going to hold it? That’s not it. You know I have to ram it in really hard for you to cry ang-ang because it feels good.”

“No, it’s not, ah, hut!”

Squelch—forcefully detaching the inner walls that wouldn’t let go, Dogeon pulled his waist back. He lunged, hitting the terminal point with a thump, and fucked him as if to crush his prostate at a rapid speed.

“Heu-eu-ah, ah-heuk! Eu-ung, eut, ah, ah!”

Massive pleasure swept over Yeongin’s body. The glans, which obsessively poked only at the terminal point, amplified the pleasure. Yeongin lifted his chin toward the ceiling. The red flesh of the flaring inner walls wrapped tightly around the surface of the cock.

“Eu-euk, hut, stop, ah-eung, Dogeon-ah, please, that, ung, heu!”

His insides rippled and squeezed the cock tightly. With the sensation of the folds of the inner walls stretching, biting, releasing, and then crushing the cock once more, he bit into the hard flesh and constricted his hole. Yeongin burst into tears, begging him to spare him, and stretched out his arms to push Dogeon’s belly away.

“Shit,” the man let out a low moan and firmly grabbed his frail arms. In that state, he rammed his cock deep into the hole until the root hit the entrance. The soft flesh stuck to the shaft of the cock like a suction cup, pulling it inward. Dogeon looked down at the hot, naked body while rubbing the soft mucous membrane continuously.

“Hi-eu-eung, ah-eung, ah!”

He seemed to be trying to hold back his moans, but his body, shaken by the powerful frame, lost his lips every time. The languid moans bursting out from between his parted lips stimulated Dogeon even more.

“Ah-euk, ung, hi-eu, ah!”

Every time the sex organ rammed inside, flashes of light like lightning flickered before his eyes. The glans poked at the cervix with puck-puck sounds, splitting open the narrow vaginal walls as if they were being torn by the cock. Painting stars in his head, Yeongin’s toes constricted the hole and curled, twitching in the air.

Then, swoosh—as the cock pulled out toward the entrance, Yeongin’s legs moved instinctively. Quickly wrapping his legs around the man’s hard waist, he moved his hips to bite onto Dogeon’s cock.

“Ah, ang! Ah, no….”

Ha. The eyes that let out a low moan looked down at Yeongin. He saw his lips, which were parted as if in regret while holding lewdness in both eyes. Dogeon, who lowered his head and bit into the delicate flesh while poking his pleasure points puck-puck, felt the touch of his arms hugging his back.

“You’re acting like a whore again because you don’t want me to take my cock out.”

“No, heuk, it’s not…!”

“You say ‘no’ only with your mouth, while you have your legs wrapped around my waist and you’re shaking your hips.”

Following Dogeon’s words, he looked down, and his eyes fell upon the legs that were gripping his waist tightly. Yeongin’s pupils became unfocused as he took in the sight of his own buttocks bouncing in rhythm with the man’s thrusting, as if asking for more.

“Ha-eut, ung, no, heu-eu…!”

It felt like Dogeon, not himself, had become the one controlling his body. Yeongin leaked moans while floundering, lost in the pleasure the man gave him. Dogeon felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction every time Yeongin burst into moans while clutching him. He stirred the inside of his pussy by moving his waist more violently and at greater length, and poked at the cervix with the tip of his glans with puck-puck sounds.

“Eu, heu-eut, ung.”

The deep penetration, which had only been painful at first, now felt like stimulation.