The Novice’s Reckless Passion

Inwoo’s hips instinctively lifted. His mouth fell open, and his pupils dilated. It had been a mistake to underestimate him from the start.

Even after applying an entire tube of gel, that damn d*ck barely managed to insert its tip, showing no intention of going further.

Inwoo clutched the sheets, biting his lower lip as a groan escaped him. Seeing this, Junwon began to pull back.

Quickly, Inwoo wrapped his legs around Junwon’s waist, holding him close.

“Ah… I told you not to pull out.”

Inwoo’s irritable tone made Junwon look almost on the verge of tears. No matter how he looked at it, Inwoo seemed to be in pain, and Junwon hated to see him hurt.

Contrary to the pleasurable sensations, Junwon was worried about Inwoo’s well-being, yet Inwoo himself was practically begging him not to stop, but to hurry and push deeper.

As the glans began to re-enter, the opening stretched forcibly, causing a sharp pang of pain.

Perhaps he should have prepared himself more, even with his hands. But expecting that much from a novice was unreasonable, and if Inwoo fainted again, it would be even more problematic.

“Aah,”

Feeling his insides forcibly expand, Inwoo cursed under his breath. It really was disgustingly large.

He tried to endure it, fearing that if he showed any discomfort, the big, timid brute might bolt, but the pain was more intense than he had anticipated.

Junwon bit his lower lip firmly.

He worried that constantly moving in and out would be too much for Inwoo, so he pushed in, yet the tightness inside was so intense that he felt on the verge of climaxing.

Fearing he might lose control again as before, he forced himself to imagine something entirely different.

Yes, focus on Arong, the dog back home.

Arong was an old white poodle whose eyes had grown dim with age, making it difficult for him to see.

Imagining the poor creature, his arousal subsided, and his mind felt strangely solemn.

Once he was almost fully inserted, Junwon swept his damp bangs off his forehead.

Sweat beaded thickly on his brow.

He then looked down at Inwoo, who lay gasping, mouth open, staring at the ceiling.

With half-lidded eyes, Inwoo’s chest, adorned with pink nipples, rose and fell rapidly.

Inwoo reached down, his hand tracing his own lower abdomen.

“Junwon’s d*ck… it’s all the way in here… I feel like I’m pregnant…”

Ping—In an instant, Junwon’s focus shattered. He leaned forward, causing Inwoo’s legs to spread wide apart.

Hurriedly, he crushed their lips together and moved his hips with brutal force.

His hard-won patience completely evaporated, and his hips moved wildly, slamming in repeatedly.

As Junwon pounded into him, Inwoo clutched his shoulders, his eyes wide with shock.

“Ah, wait, wait. Ohp.”

Junwon devoured Inwoo’s protesting lips once more. His tongue, invading Inwoo’s mouth, was as relentless as his cock.

With every thrust and withdrawal, Inwoo’s body was pushed upward.

Just as Inwoo’s head was about to hit the headboard, Junwon tightly embraced his upper body, pinning him in place, and then pounded into him with frenzied speed.

Thwack, thwack, thwack—the loud slap of Junwon’s thighs against Inwoo’s buttocks echoed through the room.

Instead of clutching Junwon’s shoulders, Inwoo gripped the bedsheets, throwing his head back.

Through his half-closed eyes, the ceiling seemed to violently sway.

The sudden acceleration made him feel as if his body was being torn in half.

No groans or cries escaped him; only ragged gasps.

It felt less like his inner walls were being rubbed and more like they were being crushed. Each time Junwon withdrew, still inside him, Inwoo feared his organs might be dragged out and spill.

Yet, amidst the terror, his insides grew progressively hotter, and a wave of climax washed over him.

Just as he reached for Junwon’s shoulders again, begging him to stop, a gush of semen erupted.

“Wait, I’m, cli, ungh, Junwon. Aah,”

Junwon licked Inwoo’s cheek with his tongue, bit his lips, and devoured his jaw, his ear, every part he could reach.

There was no sign of him stopping; he seemed utterly insane.

Inwoo’s eyes stung and teared up. His recently climaxed penis rubbed against Junwon’s abdomen, and his opening was still being relentlessly penetrated.

Being pierced while still sensitive from climax brought a pleasurable agony. His vision began to whiten at the edges.

He wanted to scream for Junwon to stop, but the words merely swirled in his mouth, unable to escape, swallowed instead.

His eyes rolled back, and his head lolled further and further. Damn it. Someone get this muscle-bound brute off me.

Through his blurred vision, he saw his own legs suspended in the air, moving up and down.

Junwon moved without pause, like a living machine.

His recently ejaculated penis rubbed between their bellies, already beginning to stiffen again. Any worry he’d had about becoming impotent seemed utterly pointless now.

“Jun, ungh, f*ck. Aah.”

“Ha. Inwoo. Inwoo!”

A thin pre-cum seeped from Junwon’s re-erected penis.

“Stop! Wait, st, ugh, ungh!”

“Inwoo. This feels amazing. It’s so good, haa, I’m going to lose my mind, ah damn it.”

“Stop! Aah! Stop! Seo Junwon! You son of a b*tch!”

Suddenly, Junwon froze, his movements ceasing. As if finally coming to his senses, he lifted his face from Inwoo’s neck and looked down at him, his eyes widening in shock.

Inwoo’s eyes were red and swollen, and his neck and cheeks were flushed crimson. Only then did Junwon realize the extent of his frenzy, what he had done in his madness.

He went pale, attempting to pull away from Inwoo, but Inwoo gripped his shoulders, holding him fast.

“Just… don’t pull out…”

“I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry… I completely lost myself…”

“No, it’s fine. It wasn’t bad. Really. I swear, I was practically at the gates of heaven…”

“Inwoo…”

“So, just a little gentler… softer… okay?”

At Inwoo’s pleading tone, Junwon slowly nodded.

He then very slowly, painstakingly, withdrew his hips all the way, before just as slowly re-inserting.

Immediately, Inwoo’s brow furrowed in a grimace. This bastard has no middle ground.

“Should I… go even slower?”

Inwoo squeezed his eyes shut then opened them, pushing his upper body upright. Uh-oh. The partially inserted penis slid out.

Before Junwon could even react in surprise, Inwoo pushed his shoulders, climbed on top, and straddled the erection, sitting down on it.

His own abdomen and Junwon’s were already a mess from the previous climax.

Looking down at Junwon from above offered a distinctly different sensation. He looked like someone who knew how to have fun, yet his actions were so inexperienced.

Was it a concept? If so, Inwoo felt betrayed enough to want to kill him.

As Inwoo carefully examined Junwon’s features, Junwon, embarrassed, quickly turned his head, avoiding eye contact.

Inwoo gripped his jaw, then leaned down and slowly licked a long stripe up his cheek with his tongue.

Junwon’s cock, pinned beneath Inwoo’s hips, twitched and pulsed. Inwoo guided it between his folds, rubbing back and forth, then pressed a soft kiss to Junwon’s cheek.

“Thanks to you, my insides feel utterly shredded.”

“I’m sorry…”

“So, just stay still from now on. I’ll take over.”

Inwoo stretched his arms back, lifting his hips slightly.

He grasped Junwon’s penis, aligned it with his opening, and slowly lowered himself onto it; this time, it slid in more easily than before.

Still, it was tight, and his lower belly ached. Once fully seated to the hilt, he braced his hands on Junwon’s chest and began to move his hips smoothly.

His inner walls enveloped the throbbing erection, soothing it. Its considerable size allowed it to reach deep within him.

Junwon’s technique might have been terrible, but his size was truly desirable, perfectly to Inwoo’s liking.

Inwoo pulled Junwon’s hand, which had been staring blankly up at him from below, to his own chest. Touch me, he conveyed.

Junwon gently caressed Inwoo’s chest, then squeezed it as if wringing it out.

Aah, as an aroused Inwoo tensed his thighs, his opening constricted. Junwon’s mouth fell open, and an “Aah!” escaped him.

His ears quickly turned red, as if he was embarrassed by his own sounds. There was no trace of the wild, frenzied man who had pounded into him moments before.

“Does it feel good?”

“Yes… Haa, it feels good.”

“Me too, ah, it feels good. So damn good. Aah.”

Junwon’s hand, which had been on Inwoo’s chest, slid down to his belly.

His touch and gaze, as he fondled Inwoo’s slightly distended lower abdomen from the penetration, were intensely hot.

Thinking of a part of his own body deep inside Inwoo’s belly, a dark, possessive urge threatened to resurface.

Fearing he might lose control again as he had before, he desperately suppressed it by thinking of Arong.

Inwoo, who had been moving back and forth, now propped himself on his knees, lifting and lowering his hips.

With each movement, Junwon’s penis disappeared into the opening and reappeared. Inwoo’s own cock danced along, moving up and down in sync.

Each time Inwoo swallowed him whole, the tip of Inwoo’s penis brushed against Junwon’s abdomen. Reaching out, Junwon gripped Inwoo’s shaft, rubbing the slick glans with his thumb, and the opening suddenly constricted, squeezing his penis.

Kuk! Junwon thought of Arong again, trying to suppress his impending climax.

No. Just a little longer. Inwoo likes this so much.

Just a little more.

He pictured Arong’s playful antics—his adorable, fluffy paws and tail, and his ears, recalling them repeatedly.

As he desperately tried to suppress his climax, Inwoo braced his hands on Junwon’s chest, grinding wildly back and forth, gasping for breath.

Seeing Inwoo’s glazed eyes, Junwon felt his self-control tested to its limits once more.

No. He had to hold out until Inwoo climaxed.

Arong’s ears. Arong’s tail.

“Arong, ugh!”

Suddenly, Inwoo froze, ceasing his movements. He lowered his head, which had been thrown back, to look down at Junwon.

One of his neatly sculpted eyebrows arched crookedly.

Who? What?

Junwon’s face turned even paler than before.

Not only did his penis, deep inside Inwoo, feel cold, but even the air seemed to chill.

He tried to force a smile, hoping to gloss over it, but his lips only twitched unnaturally, making him look even stranger.