The fact that it wasn’t a sex organ was no problem at all. By that logic, the anus wasn’t a sex organ either, but I’d already experienced distinct sexual pleasure there.
The perineum wasn’t a sex organ either, but the very awareness that he was getting aroused with his face buried between my legs—or more accurately, with his face crushed beneath them—and the visual confirmation of the scene itself, sent pleasure shooting through my body like a heat rash blooming from where our skin touched.
If this went on any longer, I was afraid I’d start bucking my hips and bouncing on his face. What we were doing was already unconventional enough, but I could still barely, just barely, hold myself back from going that far.
I let go of the arm I was biting and let my upper body collapse, leaning my head closer to his face.
I don’t know if I sounded like I had myself under control, but as my mind went slack, my muscles softened, and a string of saliva I couldn’t contain dripped from the lips that had been biting my arm. Without even the presence of mind to wipe it with my hand, all I did was turn my head and rub my mouth on the sleeve of my t-shirt, over the arm I’d been biting.
With slack muscles and unfocused eyes, I looked down at him and panted.
“Stop… this, please stop… Hngh, ugh!”
At my plea to stop, he instead targeted the area behind my testicles. My penis bobbed up and down with the movement of his jaw as he took them into his mouth and suckled.
My reddened, hardened penis, placed upon his flawless and beautifully complete face, felt like I was defiling the most noble of values with the most vulgar of desires. It even gave me the grandiose delusion that I was rebelling against social norms through this act.
I don’t know what kind of nonsense I was spouting while sitting on someone’s face with an erection… but it was probably because my mind had gone slightly askew from the intense stimulation of him sucking my testicles when my lower half was already thoroughly soaked.
With a pressure that sucked on my testicles hard enough to make my lower abdomen feel full and tight, a clear fluid trickled from the tip of my glans. It was the most precum I’d ever produced, so much that I wondered if I had just cum.
The sensation of my lower abdomen clenching every time he rolled my testicles in his mouth reached a point I could no longer endure. Prying his hands from my thighs, my hips slammed down once more.
“Stop… I, I’m about to come…!”
The moment I freed myself from his hands, I lost my balance and fell sideways onto the mattress.
As I lay on my side, body curled in half, trembling and catching my breath, he sat up and pulled my shoulders to lay me flat on my back.
His face, as he looked up, glistened with the saliva I myself had smeared on my groin. After laying me down properly, he settled neatly between my legs, leaned down, and pulled up the hem of my t-shirt to wipe his chin.
His expression was impassive, but I could guess he was holding back from the way his lips were pressed tightly together and the muscles of his shoulders and chest were flexed.
After wiping his face haphazardly, he pressed his upper body closer and kissed me deeply. It was a kiss that gently swept the inside of my mouth, as if to encourage me for having held on so arduously just now, before drawing my tongue in to wet it.
His right hand delved between our pressed-together lower abdomens and fumbled between my legs, which were limp and wet.
Having been lightly bitten, licked, pressed, and rubbed, my lower half was more sensitive than ever before. From my testicles to my anus, it was drenched in his saliva. It was so completely soaked that I wondered if I had secreted a large amount of my own bodily fluids.
Even after he gently pulled away, his lips lingered right in front of mine. He brushed the tip of my nose and the surface of my lips with his own several times, pressed his fingertips firmly against my perineum, and spoke.
“You don’t know… what you smell like down here, do you, Seo Yeehyeon?”
“……”
He had said I didn’t need to use soap, but I had showered with a cleanser after getting out of the tub, so I probably smelled of that. It was certain to be a better scent than usual. And yet, his questioning voice and tone, and the gaze that looked down at me from so close, carried a suggestive nuance, as if he were talking not about such an artificial, external scent, but about something like the secretions I had poured out in my sexual excitement.
The sensation of saliva squelching between his palm and my groin as he rubbed my underside made it feel even more so.
“It’s the kind of smell that makes me want to bury my face in it all day.”
“Hah… Hngh.”
He wasn’t just rubbing, but beginning to mimic the rhythm of insertion, thrusting upward from below. As a force like that of a firm insertion was added to my lower half, which had been softened by the intense caresses of his hand, mouth, and tongue… this time, the inside of me throbbed.
I was getting tired of being surprised by every little thing, but a sigh escaped me at the realization that I wanted his penis inside me, which I had only taken once. I wanted his hips to thrust violently, to run wild, having lost all reason. It was driving me crazy.
My confession about wanting to change hadn’t been meant in this way, but in this area, I was changing at a startlingly fast pace. It was so fast that I could hardly keep up with myself. To think I had such a talent for learning in this department. Should I be happy about discovering a hidden talent…?
“Ugh… uh…”
As his hand slid down to my anus and his fingertips traced the entrance while thrusting upward, I bucked with the force of his arm and averted my gaze. He used his other arm, which was braced beside my shoulder, to turn my head and make me meet his eyes. His gaze was filled with lust, yet it was piercingly sharp.
“Does my scent do that too?”
“……”
I felt as if he had seen right through me. It wasn’t even a big deal, but for a moment, my breath caught. I felt like he had discovered all the lewd thoughts I had about his scent.
“Does it make your dick twitch when you smell it, and does this place…”
“Hhup. Hhk.”
His finger plunged a knuckle deep into my anus. Since the foreplay had been long, there was almost no resistance to the insertion. As the sensation I had been waiting for hit me, I tensed my entire body and gripped his shoulders.
He pushed the finger inside me in deeper and bent the last joint to gently stroke the membrane as he continued.
“Does it make you itch inside here? Hmm, does it?”
Panting like a starved beast before its prey, I nodded frantically.
Looking down at me with an equally famished gaze, he pulled down the waistband of his sweatpants and took out his erect penis. Perhaps because it was an area with a strong body odor, the scent that had been layering around us seemed to grow thicker.
It had been this way from the start, but it wasn’t the kind of scent that most people would generally perceive as ‘fragrant’—something aromatic or sweet.
Rather, it was a scent that clouded the mind and made it feel stuffy, as if it were floating aimlessly or sinking heavily to the floor, a scent that grated on the nerves. Not that it was unpleasant or a stench. It didn’t grate on the nerves in that way, but constantly prodded and stimulated.
It simultaneously numbed me into a daze and awakened my senses with keen sensitivity. A tension that felt like it would leave me defenseless and then suddenly grab me by the scruff of the neck lingered in the scent. I knew it was contradictory and abstract, but there was no other way to describe it… it was a heavy, aggressive, and dominant scent.
Even in the insufficient light, his penis was so thickly erect that its shape was distinct. Unable to deny it even if I were teased for being lewd, I swallowed dryly as I looked down at the glans glistening with a gush of transparent precum.
I had done it without realizing, but he must have caught me, because he wrapped a hand around the back of my neck, pulled me closer, and laughed lowly with our cheeks pressed together. It was a sweet laugh that felt like it could melt my hearing. The laugh, which seemed to find a younger man’s sexual curiosity cute, soon turned into heated breaths, followed by a whisper that was hard to refuse.
“Do you want to smell mine, too?”
As if he already knew I wouldn’t refuse, he slipped an arm behind my back and helped me up before I could even answer. I watched him lean back against a large pillow, my hands braced on his lower abdomen, and then hesitated as I started to move down. He pulled me in by the waist.
“No, with your ass this way.”
“……”
I hesitated, but only for an instant. Dizzy from the vibrating scent, I swayed as if I had lost my sense of direction and did as he said, changing the direction of my hips to sit on his upper abdomen and chest.
Before my eyes, still half-hidden by his sweatpants, was a penis of unbelievable length and thickness, bobbing. The hardness of his penis was as superb as its length and girth. Always standing at a dizzying angle when erect, it was so hard it was impossible to think of it as a mere expansion of the corpus cavernosum. It was to the point where I thought it could support me without budging if I rode on top of it.
Because of that hardness, the highly elastic penis was jutting out, practically lifting the waistband. Leaning forward, I pushed the soft-textured pants down toward his knees. As more of the thick pubic hair below his tough abs was revealed, the penis sprang up as if it had been sprung.
As if touching a precious treasure, I gently cupped its root with my hand. As I leaned forward, my ass pushed further back, and his chin poked into my cleft.
“Ugh. Hngh.”
And in the next moment, my waist was pulled on both sides, and I was once again sitting on his face. I knew what people called this. The act of each person burying their face between the other’s legs and sucking with their mouth. 69.
“I can’t do a proper BJ… oral, anyway. I’m satisfied with you just putting your tongue and lips on it.”
It seemed like the words, so hurry up, were left unsaid.
His claim that a proper oral was impossible for me was neither a bluff nor an exaggeration. The fact that something like this had gone in and out of that tightly clenched anus quite violently, and that my ass hadn’t torn or ruptured afterward, ending with only a numb, dull ache, was utterly unbelievable.
I somehow managed to swallow the head, but that alone filled my mouth, leaving almost no room to move it back and forth. The most I could do was lick the slit of the glans with my tongue, then slide it into my mouth as if enveloping it with the membrane inside my lips.
But even with just that clumsy caress, he poured out a sour-tasting precum from his glans. An Alpha, a Golden Alpha at that, had an enormous amount of not just semen, but precum as well. There was even a rumor on the internet that a top-tier Golden Alpha could get someone pregnant with precum alone.
I didn’t know what the situation was with other Golden Alphas, but the amount of precum he produced during sex was more than a normal man’s ejaculate, making even the groundless internet rumor seem strangely persuasive.
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