CMT Ch16

As he moved his hand, Seoyoon could feel the slick rubbing sensation acutely. Even though there was no longer any need to feel embarrassed, he felt dizzy with shame at his body’s reactions. Without having done anything wrong, he had his butt spanked as if being caned, then was practically forced to take the other man’s member in his mouth, begging desperately to be touched, all while getting hard and wet in the back just as he was told.

“How do you masturbate? Do you finger your back too?”

“…No… Just, like other men…”

“That must have been difficult. With your back twitching like this, only touching the front.”

Seoyoon didn’t respond to the amusement in his voice. He only felt his hot body growing hotter, and his strength draining away as instructed.

Fingertips touched the wet, sensitive area between his buttocks. Unlike the light rubbing before, the clear sensation made Seoyoon’s hole twitch and pucker.

“Exhale and relax.”

Seoyoon let out a long sigh along with a pained sound. A finger slid smoothly into the soaking wet hole.

“Ahhh…”

If there was any consolation, the feeling of something foreign was stronger than pain, pressure, or pleasure. The finger that pushed in, scraping against the inner walls with each knuckle, slowly stirred inside as if trying to map out the shape. Even though it was just one finger, the feeling of something moving inside made him shudder involuntarily.

“Ah, haa.”

“This is my first time with a man too… So you’ll have to forgive me if I’m a bit clumsy.”

“Ye-yes… Aah!”

The long fingers quickly increased to two. The entrance, not yet fully relaxed, stretched tightly, making the area below sting. Seoyoon reflexively pleaded:

“Nngh, it hurts.”

“Already?”

The voice asked, sounding concerned but without any real sincerity. The fingers only dug in deeper.

“Ha, haa.”

“If you start whining already, this won’t work. We still have a lot more stretching to do.”

“I’m sorry, nngh, aah!”

The deeply inserted fingers flexed with strength. He probed around inside, pressing here and there as if searching for something.

Every time the inner walls were pressed, Seoyoon twitched and moaned. More than pain or pleasure, the fear of having his sensitive insides handled like an object was greater. When the fingers increased to three, he twisted his hips, almost sobbing.

As the number of fingers increased, so did the depth of penetration. Seoyoon covered his mouth with his hand. His spread hole hurt, and the stirring in his stomach made him feel like he might retch at any moment.

“Nng, huu, ah…”

But even so, there were sensations that flitted by now and then. A tingling current passing through, a strange feeling of warmth pooling in his lower abdomen. Whenever that fleeting pleasure was felt, Seoyoon’s thighs tensed and his toes curled involuntarily.

When that sweet shock washed over his body like a wave, his hole would clench and twitch along with it. Seoyoon had been diligently sending signals of the pleasure he felt without realizing, but when he noticed the man looking down at him with an oddly pleased smile, he sensed that something had changed.

“Hah…!”

At the same time, a moan mixed with a scream burst out. Before he could even comprehend what had happened, the fingers that had been slowly probing inside firmly pressed against a deep spot.

“Hah, ah! Wait, ngh!”

“I thought I really was too clumsy to find it. One more, you can take it, right?”

The dull heat rose sharply. Even as another finger pushed into the entrance that had been probed for so long and gone soft, Seoyoon couldn’t even shake his head.

His already wet backside was becoming drenched again with a fresh gush of fluid. Every time the large hand rubbed his inner walls and flicked that sensitive spot while shaking his wrist, Seoyoon’s mouth fell open without a chance to hold back.

“Nngh! Ah, ah, ah!”

“If you’re feeling this much just from fingers, what are you going to do later?”

The gentle voice suddenly turned rough. The man who had spoken as if spitting out the words abruptly pulled out the fingers that had been stirring inside for so long.

The violent sensation of suddenly having that fullness removed, which had uncomfortably filled his ass, was just as forceful as when it had entered. While Seoyoon trembled, unable to control himself amidst the alternating unnamed sensations washing over him, Kijung raised his body further and pressed his lower half tightly against Seoyoon’s wet hole.

Kwon Kijung didn’t wait any longer. After rubbing and grinding his large cock against the twitching entrance, he immediately put strength into his hips. Though the hole had been carefully loosened by his long fingers and had become quite flexible, it was still too tight to take all of him at once. It took longer than expected just to push in the swollen glans. Seoyoon’s face and chest were flushing red.

“Haa, ha, haa!”

Seoyoon shook his head and shuddered. Hot tears suddenly spilled over. Once the thickest part stretched and entered the hole, the rest slid in as if being sucked in, but it was still only the beginning.

Nevertheless, Seoyoon couldn’t regain his senses from the pressure that was incomparable to fingers. He tried to push his body up by putting strength in his toes, attempting to escape the volume pressing down on him.

Of course, it didn’t go as he wished. Kijung’s hand grabbed Seoyoon’s wrist, which was frantically clawing at the sheets, and pinned it down beside his slender waist as if trying to make him stand at attention.

“Nngh, Director, huu, ah, it hurts… This really, this is impossible.”

“Director?”

“Ah, I’m sorry… Master, I’m sorry. It hurts…”

Even though he had experienced several times in just a few hours that saying it hurt was useless, the pain of his stomach feeling taut and his backside feeling like it was being torn was too much to bear without at least voicing it.

Far from pulling back his hips, Kijung instead put more of his weight into it and thrust his hips. Though tight, the slick, wet hole spread open snugly once again, swallowing up a chunk of the thick flesh pillar. As his waist moved, the erect member pointing towards his stomach swayed along with it.

“Huu, huu! Aahngh, aah…”

“I loosened you up quite a bit… but you’re still so tight.”

It seemed that even for him, pushing something as thick as an arm into a hole that wasn’t fully opened wasn’t an easy task. Kijung let out a short sigh.

“Even if it hurts, I’m going to put it all in today.”

At this merciless declaration, Seoyoon nodded while swallowing his tears. Whatever his true intentions were, Kwon Kijung had given him several chances to back out, and yet he had insisted on going all the way to the end. There was no place left to run.

“To take all of my cock, you’ll have to hurt a few times. There’s no other way.”

“Ah… agh! Mm, uungh, hgh…!”

His wrists were held by large hands, and the rest of his body was pinned down by a much larger and heavier torso. As he said, there was no other way. All he could do was have his yet unopened backside thoroughly pierced.

No matter how much Seoyoon moaned and sobbed, Kijung never stopped once. It was a grueling ordeal that looked more like an arduous penance than sex, something that would make anyone watching think both of them were in pain.

“Huu… huu, ngh…”

When that ordeal ended, both of their bodies were drenched in sweat, completely adhered to each other like one entity. On the wide king-size bed covered with soft white sheets, the two were clinging to each other like people who had chased and been chased to the edge of a cliff before collapsing.

Seoyoon, exhausted from crying, could only whimper softly without saying a word. The thing that had finally been buried to the root invaded deep inside, stabbing, pressing, and rubbing, drawing out all sorts of sensations he didn’t even know were sleeping in his body.

Not just his stomach, but even the center of his head ached. Though he felt drained as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out, his buttocks and thighs kept tensing up involuntarily. Each time this happened, his body would tremble uncontrollably and a muffled cry would escape.

Of course, Seoyoon was the only one crying and unable to control his body. Kwon Kijung had only exhaled a few ragged breaths, his expression unchanged.

The man who had been holding Seoyoon beneath him like a restraint the entire time he was pushing inside now stroked Seoyoon’s tear-stained face with his large hand. Remembering how he had been praised for doing well when he endured the pain and took all the spanking, Seoyoon looked up at Kijung before him, who whispered with a bitter smile:

“You’re acting like you’re dying just from putting it in… I don’t think we’ll be able to go all the way today after all.”

Though he was smiling, there seemed to be a hint of boredom. The decision to match his level to Seoyoon’s inexperienced and ignorant state must have been an uninteresting choice for him.

His already crushed spirit wilted even further. Seoyoon apologized for what felt like the umpteenth time today.

“…I’m sorry…”

“Since you asked for it to be normal, should I kiss you? Or do you want to save even your lips?”

Seoyoon shook his head without hesitation. Talk of saving his body or whatnot was all just meaningless wordplay without substance or significance. At this point, there was nothing left that he couldn’t do.

Kijung lowered his head. As their lips met, a faint chill ran down Seoyoon’s spine, making his back tingle.

As their lips fully connected and a soft tongue pushed into his mouth, the chill soon disappeared. Seoyoon closed his eyes and slowly surrendered himself to the sensation of his first kiss. The feeling of tongue meeting tongue was unlike any sensation Kijung had given him all day.

“Huu, mmnh…”

It was moist and soft. The tongue that entered his mouth slowly licked his flesh, gently brushing and touching the tender flesh around his teeth and his sensitive palate, tickling every corner.

As the heavy pain that had bound his tired body mixed with the strange sensation the kiss bestowed, something sweet that he hadn’t felt before seemed to well up and congeal around his lower abdomen. His body recognized this unfamiliar pleasure faster than his mind. Seoyoon could feel his backside, which had barely managed to swallow the large cock, twitching and his stomach tightening flat.

As if in response, Kwon Kijung’s cock, which had remained still deep inside as if giving up on further progress, began to move. The swollen glans scraped down the inner walls that had become slick from alternately accommodating fingers and his member, slowly pulling out.

“Uu, uumm, huu! Huup.”

Seoyoon’s body, which had been trembling non-stop, jerked greatly and bounced up. He let out a startled moan, but half of it was swallowed by Kijung’s lips. His breathing through his nose quickened and the tears that had been pooling flowed down.

He didn’t understand what was happening. When it kept thrusting deep inside him without stopping, it had felt like he was going to die from the pain, but the sensation of that thing that had dug so deep now pulling out made him dizzy, as if it was melting his insides sticky. It felt like his insides were crumbling.

Seoyoon shuddered, trapped in Kijung’s embrace, his breath caught by the flesh pillar that stroked his inner walls as gently as the tongue licking the tender flesh in his mouth. Suddenly, Kijung took Seoyoon’s wrists and hooked them behind his own neck.

Without thinking, he clung to the man’s shoulders. It was the first soft and peaceful thing given to Seoyoon, who had only been in pain all night. It was so warm and sweet that he couldn’t help but cling.

“This is trouble.”

Kijung clicked his tongue lightly after separating their lips.

“Haa, ah, ah, mhmm, huu.”

“You only like this kind of thing from the start, what should we do? It’s going to be very difficult next time. Hm?”

With those words, the glans that had pulled out until it was barely catching slid back in. Perhaps because the path had already been opened once, it wasn’t as painful as the first time. However, it didn’t take long before he was gasping again, still overwhelmed. As it repeatedly scraped his insides and slid out with a squelch, Seoyoon’s whole body convulsed without even being able to make a sound.

As his insides melted, the hip movements naturally picked up speed. Every time Kwon Kijung forcefully thrust his lower body, wet, sloppy sounds of something soft and moist being pounded began to emerge. The penetration that had only been painful at first now sent a sensation that seemed to spread throughout his body when the hard glans pushed up against the membrane below his stomach as it thrust in. That feeling, like an electric current running up his spine and whiting out his vision, was clearly closer to pleasure than pain.

“Ahuu, ah, no, huungh, stop…!”