SANN | Chapter 11.3

Eventually, Sieon decided to help a bit. Firmly grasping the dick shaft, Sieon sat Gureum down on it. Relaxed Gureum trembled his thighs as he barely swallowed the glans. The loosened hole stretched to its limit.

“There. Now swallow it up to the root.”

“Euh… yes…”

Gureum slowly spread his legs and lowered his upper body. Being used to Sieon’s relentless pounding, it seemed tough for him to pave his way.

When he had barely swallowed half the thick shaft, Gureum couldn’t lower his waist further and gasped for breath. His hands landed on Sieon’s firm abs, tears dropping down the split abs.

“Can’t you take more?”

“Kuh… uh, yes…”

“Even so, don’t put your hands on the table.”

With growing dissatisfaction at Gureum’s inability to do anything right, Sieon gripped his slender waist. Raising his upper body leaning against the bed head, he forcefully slammed Gureum down.

Thwack! A blunt sound of flesh violently meeting echoed. Gureum screamed a moan-like cry.

“Uwah—! Ah…, h-huk…!”

“I told you, don’t be picky with food… huh?”

Sieon gritted his teeth and lifted his waist. Each thrust made a sound like a hit. The sensation thrusting beyond the colon made Gureum’s head involuntarily tilt back. Sieon, without giving any time to adjust, ruthlessly drove his dick in. The breath through his teeth was rough.

Because of the seated position, the gel filling Gureum’s hole gruesomely rose between the bulging veins and leaked outside. Thanks to this, wet sounds filled the air even without many thrusts.

“Huh… still ticklish?”

“Ahh…! Uh…, no, nooo…, huh…!”

Overwhelmed by the intense sensation engulfing his entire body, Gureum sobbed and shook his head instinctively. He repeated the act of trying to scratch Sieon’s bare back but withdrew his claws, thinking he shouldn’t hurt hyung.

Pleased by Gureum’s behavior, Sieon managed to hold back a laugh and secured Gureum’s wrists behind his back. After all, Gureum was currently being punished.

“Don’t touch hyung’s body.”

“Uh-huh… h-huh, yes… huh…”

Gureum, forbidden to touch as much as he wanted, swallowed his sobs.

Despite the rough handling, Gureum’s dick perked up. Apparently, the size was too significant to feel nothing.

Thump, thump. The rebound of hitting his waist made Gureum shake up and down. Watching this briefly, Sieon, with rising heat, pinched Gureum’s ripe nipples with his fingers. He twisted just enough not to bruise, causing Gureum to gasp and snap his waist.

“Haung…! Hyung…, hik…, huh…!”

“What.”

Sieon casually lifted his eyebrows. The attitude as if there was no problem made Gureum’s mouth fall open, only moans escaping.

No longer effective, Gureum’s whining didn’t stop him from quietly taking in Sieon’s thrusts. Even if his stomach felt like bursting, he couldn’t even call out to hyung, doubling the sorrow. Tears constantly streamed down his cheeks.

The initial rough stimulation had caused the deep spot within Gureum’s inner walls to swell thickly. Now, even a slight touch sent currents up his spine. His breathing quickened. Gureum’s toes involuntarily curled.

Something ticklish gradually built up inside him. Milky fluid dripped drop by drop from the tip of Gureum’s erect dick. A pressing urge surged. It was a precursor to ejaculation.

“Hah, uh…! Hyung… I’m, I’m coming out…”

“Hold it.”

“…Yes, yes…? Uh, huh…”

“Hold it.”

“How…”

Hearing Sieon’s words, Gureum’s mind went blank. To hold back ejaculation. How was he supposed to do that? Since Sieon had always allowed Gureum to climax until now, he seemed even more perplexed.

“If you come, you’ll get scolded. Hold it.”

“Huh… hyung, hyung… I don’t know that, uhk…!”

A mischievous mood struck. Sieon added more strength to his lifting waist and thrust fiercely. The muscles from Sieon’s lower back and pelvis tightened significantly.

Unable to endure the climax, Gureum tried to reach out with his hand. However, both wrists were still held by Sieon. It seemed he might climax just like that.

Fwook, Sieon timed his thrust perfectly, plunging his dick powerfully. Gureum’s vision whitened.

“Ahahaa—! Uh, h-hik…, ugh…”

The ejaculate spurting from Gureum soaked Sieon’s stomach and splashed up to his chin. Sieon casually wiped off the ejaculate from his chin, chuckling disdainfully as he laid Gureum back on the bed.

“Really doesn’t listen…”

“Huhuk… sorry…, hup…, uh!”

“Baby. You’re twenty, and I have to train you for toilet too?”

Sieon genuinely looked tired. Gureum’s chest heaved with guilt, his tear-soaked eyes reddening.

Sieon clicked his tongue and scraped the ejaculate off his stomach. The ejaculate comfortably filled between his fingers. Sieon tapped Gureum’s lips.

“Ah, do it.”

“Ah…? Uh…!”

Gureum’s slightly open mouth received Sieon’s fingers. It tasted bitter.

“You eat what you’ve done.”

“Uu… um…”

Gureum nodded slightly and obediently sucked on Sieon’s fingers. Though he was not yet used to the taste, it was bearable. Awkwardly rolling his tongue to clean Sieon’s fingers, Gureum gazed up at Sieon with teary eyes.

Watching Gureum silently, Sieon narrowed his eyes. It seemed he wanted confirmation even after being scolded. Sieon sighed softly and leaned down. There’s no parent who doesn’t eventually let their child win.

Sieon deeply kissed Gureum’s lips, thoroughly exploring the neat teeth and thickly curling the small tongue. Gureum’s mouth struggled to encase Sieon’s tongue.

It seemed unlikely Gureum would ever take Sieon’s dick in his mouth in his lifetime. His mouth was just too small. Well, it didn’t matter since he could just take it elsewhere.

Allowing the congested Gureum to breathe, Sieon detached his lips and simultaneously released his dick. The dick filling his belly suddenly slipped out, causing Gureum to shiver and stare at Sieon.

“Wait a moment.”

“Yes…”

Gureum replied softly. Soon, Sieon’s hand appeared with a slender, rod-like object and a disinfectant swab. Unaware of its purpose, Gureum tilted his head.

Without explaining the object’s use, Sieon silently disinfected the catheter. Then he grasped Gureum’s pelvis and pulled it toward himself. Curious, Gureum watched Sieon’s actions, clueless and dragged down.

“Don’t move, or you’ll get hurt. Stay still.”

“…Yes?…”

“Stay still.”

Wondering what he meant, Sieon firmly grasped Gureum’s dick. The following action widened Gureum’s eyes. A long rod was splitting his urethra. Pain surged in.

“Ah, ugh…! Hyung, this…! Uh-huk…”

“Don’t move. It’s okay. Relax.”

The urethra, widened by the catheter, seemed to burn. Gureum cried, snot and tears streaming. Yet, Sieon showed no mercy. He pushed the catheter all the way in and lightly flicked the dangling handle loop.

“It’s time for you to learn to go dry.”

“Huh… yes, yes…? Ah-hah, h-hah…”

Thwack! Sieon’s dick returned deep within Gureum’s inner walls. Perhaps it had narrowed, as it struggled to properly make way. Sieon found the swollen apex intolerable and struck it ruthlessly with the glans tip while lifting.

Feeling too much to bear, Gureum gripped his dick shaft firmly. The foreign sensation of the catheter felt even more vivid, quickly refocusing his pupils.

“Where are you going. If you faint today, you’ll really get scolded.”

“Uh-huk, ugh, huh…”

An immense pleasure rushed in, barely allowing him to close his mouth. Saliva dripped down Gureum’s lips. For a moment, his sight refocused only to blur again. It seemed as if sparks were flying before his eyes.

“Getting scolded, right? Hyung, huh…, really only makes Gureum do nice things…”

Sieon’s firm pubic bone continuously mashed Gureum’s soft buttocks. Each thrust made the catheter’s loop jingle. The pressure of the blocked outlet possibly caused the urge to appear sooner than before.

Hotly heated, Sieon’s dick struck deep within with each thump, thump. A ticklish sensation built up layer by layer. A desire to burst something overwhelmed Gureum’s brain. Gureum’s dick shaft momentarily twitched. Clearly, ejaculate should have come out, but unable to do so, the ticklish urge now turned hot and heavy, pounding Gureum’s lower belly.

“Ah-ha…! Hyung… I want to come…, h-hik, it’s strange…, ah…!”

Despite Gureum’s pained call, Sieon ignored him. It even seemed like he was pushing harder. Almost folding Gureum in half, Sieon mashed him. Gureum burst into a great wail. It truly felt like being scolded. He felt like a kitten thrown before a tiger.

“It’s my fault…, uh, uh…, it’s all my fault…, huhuk…!”

“What did you do wrong.”

“Huh… silently joined the guild, uh…, joined and…, entered the group chat…”

“…Are you going to do that next time, or not.”

“Uh-hup…! Ah, I won’t… absolutely, huh, uh…”

“You promised.”

Sieon hooked his index finger on the catheter loop. Relieved that he would finally be freed, Gureum felt relieved. But that was all. The catheter wasn’t pulled out. Sieon playfully curled his lips and thrust his dick back in. Thwack, thwack. Wet sounds echoed simultaneously as the perplexed Gureum frantically called out to him.

“Uh-ha, uh…! Hup, Hyung…! It feels like I’m going, it’s strange, h-hah…”

“Hah… Seon Gureum. Is it all about being pretty, huh?”

“Uh, uh…, no, no, h-hik…!”

Gureum hastily blurted out anything. Fwook. Sieon forcefully thrust his dick in and firmly twisted his waist. Gureum’s breath caught with each gulp.

“Ah…, h-huh, it’s really strange…!”

“Kuh…!”

The already narrow inside of Gureum tightened even more. The white neck was powerfully bent back. Unable to speak properly and only gasping… it seemed he had finally gone dry.

Chuckle. Sieon laughed as he forced open the narrowed path and pulled back his waist. Then he deeply mashed the apex again. The inside seemed to want to bite off the dick. Gradually, even Sieon felt the climax approaching.

“Ah! Huh, h-huk, Hyung… I’m going, I’m going, h-hit…!”

“But?”

“That, that… h-hah, uh…!”

Sieon calmly asked. Like before, Gureum lost his words. Apparently, his anger hadn’t fully subsided. His eyes slowly closed. Overwhelmed by the relentless act, Gureum slumped his body.

Also ready to faint slowly, it would have been permitted normally, but not today. Sieon snapped his fingers in front of Gureum’s eyes. Still no reaction, he fiercely bit the inside of Gureum’s thigh. Startled by the sharp pain, Gureum regained consciousness.

“Don’t faint.”

“Huhuk, huh… yes… h-huk…!”

Half-resigned, Gureum barely clung to consciousness. Looking up blankly at the unwearying Sieon, Gureum secretly vowed. Never to ask to be scolded again… or rather, not to do things worthy of scolding.

As Sieon wished, Gureum cried a lot, learned a lot. When Gureum was finally allowed to sleep and fell asleep as if fainting, he had already mastered the method of only going backwards without a catheter.