Rabbit Hole Chapter 5

“You swallowed it fine yesterday. It’s okay.”

“No. It’s not okay… I don’t think I can do this a second time.”

No wonder my butt hurt so much. Geumseo felt terrible just having things rubbed against him down there, so he spread his legs even wider and curled his upper body inward. It was a stupid thing to do. But for Go San, it was a thank-you.

Go San, having put a condom on his finger, probed Geumseo’s entrance. A moment ago, it had been one finger, but now there were three. Geumseo was startled and threw his arms around Go San’s neck.

‘Huh. Look at him doing something cute, dammit.’

Go San chuckled. Because Geumseo had curled up in surprise, he had opened up even more. Go San had thought his body was elastic, but it turned out the same was true for his insides. Go San felt satisfied, yet he still didn’t touch the parts that actually gave Geumseo pleasure.

“It’s weird. It’s weird….”

“You say things like that, and I get even more turned on.”

“Go San, you’re weird….”

“I don’t really care for that.”

Despite saying he didn’t care, Go San’s cock was getting hard. It was standing so tall it was even brushing against the back of the hand he was using to prod Geumseo’s entrance. In fact, his hand was effectively acting as a barrier for the cock that was ready to break through at any moment.

Go San had an interesting thought. He pulled his hand out, made a fist, and rubbed his knuckles gently against Geumseo’s entrance.

“Is this weird, too?”

“Yeah. It’s weird.”

And this time, grabbing his own cock, he rubbed the shaft against Geumseo’s entrance and the crack of his buttocks.

“What about this?”

“That’s even weirder….”

Go San stifled a laugh. What was funny was that his own thing got even harder at being told it was weird. He had to insert it now. If he got fully erect, he really wouldn’t be able to get it in. Getting inside was what mattered first.

Ah, he couldn’t put the condom on. The timing was bad. If he made him sit up to put it on now, Geumseo would surely tense up again, complaining about how gross it was or whatever. For his own selfish reasons, he pretended to be altruistic and decided not to show it to Geumseo. After all, even at the dentist, if you look at the instruments, you get more scared, and if you look at a wound, it starts to hurt.

“Yang Geumseo. Want me to buy you something delicious tomorrow?”

Go San gently coaxed Geumseo.

“Whatever you want to eat. I’ll buy you something expensive.”

“Really…?”

“If you want, I’ll even call Go Eunha for you.”

Only then did Geumseo lift his head. When their eyes met, Go San gave him a smile that was uncharacteristically tender. It clearly resembled Go Eunha, but unlike his hyung, who strangely never seemed to be looking at him, Go San was staring right at him, so for the first time, Geumseo didn’t think of Go Eunha while looking at Go San.

And that was when it happened. Go San grabbed his buttocks and spread them as if to split them apart, and then….

“Ah! …Aaaah! It hurts!”

He began to push through, making a squelching sound. Geumseo clawed at Go San’s shoulders and chest. Go San furrowed his brows.

“Damn, that hurts.”

“I, only, huck, only I… I can’t breathe…!”

“Yeah. You won’t die. It’s the second time.”

Geumseo tried to think of Go Eunha. But it hurt so much that he even started to resent Eunha-hyung, so he decided not to think about it at all. In fact, he didn’t even have the chance to. Go San lifted his torso up. Consequently, Geumseo also ended up in a position where he was sitting on Go San’s thighs. Afraid it would go in deeper if he sat, Geumseo braced his feet against the bed and held out. Go San wrapped his arms around Geumseo’s back like he was holding a baby, and spat saliva into his other palm.

“You spit too.”

Even while Geumseo was on the verge of tears from the pain, he looked at him with a sour expression. Was that your fetish…? That was what his eyes were saying.

“Are you… are you going to make me spit on your body later, too…?”

“What are you talking about. Forget it if you don’t need to.”

At that, Geumseo spat a little, too. Go San applied it to the part of his shaft that hadn’t gone in yet. Geumseo wondered if this was really the same Go San who was so obsessed with cleanliness.

“You have plenty of money…. You could’ve bought some lube….”

“You’re talking quite a bit, so I guess it doesn’t hurt?”

“A-ah, no, a…!”

Geumseo regretted it immediately. It was because Go San had pulled his thing out a little and used the wetness to push it back in with a thud. Even so, it was still only halfway. Halfway there thanks to the saliva, and the rest failed because Yang Geumseo was nervous. Because he had been drinking, Go San had looked like Go Eunha at first, but that was only for a moment. Every time Go San opened his mouth, he was Go San, and Geumseo kept babbling and talking because he was in pain and nervous. He was gradually sobering up, so he ended up having sex with Go San in his right mind.

“Ah, it hurts….”

Watching Geumseo tear up, Go San let out a vulgar laugh.

“Stick your tongue out.”

“Why….”

Even so, hoping that maybe it would hurt a little less, Geumseo stuck it out. Go San rubbed Geumseo’s tongue with his own and then swallowed his lips whole.

Go San, who went swimming, had incredible lung capacity. Geumseo’s mind grew increasingly hazy from lips that wouldn’t pull away and breath that kept being stolen. Amidst that, Go San thrust his waist like a shark swinging its fin. The shaft that had been visible little by little was gone. Even though his athletic ability was hopeless, Geumseo’s body was resilient, and his insides adapted well to this pace.

“How is it?”

Geumseo didn’t answer, his face dazed. Go San wasn’t even panting, while Geumseo was taking ragged, shallow breaths.

“It might not be everything, but this should be enough.”

“Then… is it over?”

Geumseo asked Go San, who was fiddling with his entrance. Go San laughed.

“I told you to put it in, shake it, and cum.”

“Yeah….”

“Then I have to shake it and cum.”

Go San laid Geumseo back down. Geumseo’s legs rose automatically as they hit the headboard. Pillows were piled under his waist. Because of the preparation, his entrance, where the member had briefly slipped out, started to pucker as it tried to return to its original state. It felt like it took a while even to pucker because of how big it was.

It was overwhelming. Geumseo pushed his body back with his elbows. Based on the brief experience from before, this couldn’t be done this way.

“I, I want to go to the bathroom.”

“Why.”

He grabbed the pelvis that was trying to escape and pulled it back down hard.

“If you keep… k-keep prodding me with that… I think I’m going to wet myself again.”

“Then tell me while we’re doing it. I’ll take you.”

“I don’t want to…!”

“Really? Then just cum. The first time is hard, but do you think the second time is?”

He couldn’t even remember the first time, but he remembered the second, which made it even harder. No matter how much Geumseo shook his head, it was no use against Go San. Go San grabbed the outer edges of Geumseo’s entrance and spread them. Thanks to being broken in earlier, it stretched well.

“Ugh! Ah!”

As Go San thrust in three times, it went in deeper than before. The tip of his glans was just barely touching the spot that gave Geumseo pleasure. Every time he thrust in, he rolled his tongue against the resilient, slightly protruding prostate he could feel with the head of his cock. His cheeks bulged and then sank. Geumseo’s lower abdomen also repeated the process of bulging slightly and then sinking, just like Go San’s cheeks.

“Yang Geumseo, you’re, really turned on right now.”

Maybe because he had great lung capacity, Go San wasn’t even panting. Only Geumseo was flopping like a fish out of water.

In the midst of that, Geumseo’s nipples were slowly hardening.

“Hoo, does it feel good?”

“No…!”

Geumseo shouted. In truth, he had been struggling because his insides had been feeling ticklish for a while and his body had been slowly heating up. But every time he said it was weird, that strange guy seemed to get even more excited, so he was trying to hold it in, but then he asked him a question. Geumseo squeezed his eyes shut and grabbed the sheets.

“Open your eyes. He looks just like Go Eunha, whom you like.”

Go San didn’t hold back and pressed down on Geumseo’s eyelids to force them open. He was a relentless bastard. Geumseo glared at Go San. Through the shaky and blurry vision, a man with facial features similar to Go Eunha’s did indeed enter his sight, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn’t look like Go Eunha. It was Go San. The one holding him was definitely Go San.

So, Geumseo turned his head away. Just as much as Geumseo thought Go San was ruthless, Go San thought the same.

“So stubborn.”

He grabbed his pelvis and thrust his waist upward, drawing a parabola. He aimed for the prostate that was protruding resiliently. When he pressed down firmly, he finally got the reaction Go San wanted.

“Aaaah!”

Geumseo straightened his legs and shivered. As expected, his thigh muscles were beautiful. Even though everyone around him consisted of guys whose muscles stood out like walking anatomy charts, Go San felt a sense of novelty in this body. He stroked Geumseo’s thighs at length before grabbing his knees and lifting them up without warning.

“No! No! Sto—! Ah!”

“Then why is your dick hard?”