When Pain Turns Into Want

“Ugh…!”

The fingers that had been spreading him suddenly pulled out all at once.

As the unfamiliar sensation drew a low moan from Seha, Jeongyun stripped off all the clothes and underwear he’d been wearing.

When Jeongyun’s bare s*x was revealed, Seha swallowed dryly without realizing it.

It was absurdly big.

So unreal that it didn’t even feel scary.

He wondered if something like that could really go inside him at all.

It felt impossible.

Ignoring that, Jeongyun grabbed Seha behind the knees, spread his legs apart, and settled himself between them.

When the hot, hard flesh rubbed against his perineum, Seha bit his lip.

“It’ll hurt a little.”

Jeongyun leaned down, overlapping their bodies, and whispered.

Then, so Seha couldn’t keep biting his lip, he fed him his tongue.

It was a gentle, affectionate kiss, as if to reassure him.

Seha lifted his arms, pulled Jeongyun close, and nodded.

“Mmm… I’ll try to endure it.”

“I’ll make it feel good soon.”

Before Seha could even reply, the massive head of Jeongyun’s cock spread his hole and began to push inside.

“Ah—!”

Overwhelmed by the crushing pressure, Seha broke their kiss and cried out, arching his body.

This was insane.

An utterly impossible sensation.

It was nothing like when fingers had probed him.

“W-wait, ah—! Ah…!”

His pelvis felt like it was being forced apart, like it might shatter.

It was pain so intense it felt as if his body were being split in two.

Seha couldn’t even say stop, just gasping with his mouth open.

His fingers reflexively clutched Jeongyun’s arms, turning white with strain.

“Hey, Jin Seha… huff, relax, breathe—breathe.”

“Ah—! Ah, ah…!”

Jeongyun, under immense pressure himself, tried to soothe Seha, but his voice didn’t seem to reach him.

Thinking it might be better to get it over with quickly, Jeongyun thrust his hips forward and shoved the tip in hard.

“Ugh—! Ah, ahh…!”

“Seha, Seha, open your eyes and look at me—okay?”

At that, Seha convulsed like he was about to pass out.

Startled, Jeongyun froze and cupped Seha’s cheeks.

The hole was squeezing his cock like it might snap it in two, and it hurt for him too—but that didn’t matter.

“Seha, are you okay? Look at me.”

“Y-young master….”

“Yeah, it’s me. It hurts a lot, right? Should we stop?”

A tenderness he never imagined he’d be capable of surfaced in a situation like this.

Arousal meant nothing to Jeongyun right now.

He was terrified this moment would be nothing but fear and pain for Seha.

Though he’d acted confident, this was Jeongyun’s first time sleeping with someone he truly loved.

That feeling reached Seha as well when he finally managed to focus his gaze on Jeongyun.

He saw sweat beading on Jeongyun’s forehead.

Insertion had barely begun, yet Jeongyun was already sweating—proof that this was just as hard on him.

Even so, Jeongyun only worried about Seha, asking again and again.

“We can stop. Next time… we can try again next time.”

“Ah….”

“I’ll pull out slowly, so don’t be scared. Okay?”

Deciding they couldn’t go any further, Jeongyun began to withdraw without waiting for an answer.

At that moment, Seha wrapped both legs tightly around Jeongyun’s waist.

“Ugh…!”

Even that movement hurt enough to draw a groan, but Seha didn’t let go.

He looked at Jeongyun, who wore a stunned expression, and spoke.

“No. Don’t stop.”

“B-but you….”

“It hurts. It hurts so bad I could die.”

“…….”

“But I still want to keep going…. I want you to put all of it inside….”

There was no lie in that.

It was Seha’s honest feeling.

It hurt like hell, and he couldn’t understand how this could ever turn into pleasure—but it didn’t matter.

Even if it ended with nothing but pain, he thought he’d be okay.

He wanted Cha Jeongyun to feel good.

He wanted Jeongyun—who was truly ready to do anything for him—to hold him, get aroused, and fall apart.

He wanted to see this man aroused while holding him.

That was all Seha wanted in this moment.

“f*ck, Jin Seha… you really are….”

There was no way Jeongyun could endure any longer.

“Mmph—!”

Jeongyun swallowed Seha’s lips and, in one motion, slammed his cock deep into the narrow hole.

Part of it was that he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Another part was wanting to end the most painful stage as quickly as possible.

Once the thickest part fully breached the hole, the shaft slid in comparatively easily.

At the same time, Seha—whose mouth was being thoroughly invaded by Jeongyun’s thick tongue—let out continuous moans into his mouth.

It felt like a massive pillar of fire was ramming his inner walls, churning his insides.

Stretched to the limit, his walls rubbed against the thick cock, every inch overstimulated.

Jeongyun, who had been thrusting his tongue deep enough to hit Seha’s throat, pulled back and straightened his hips.

Then he slowly withdrew his cock, only to thrust it back hard into the hole that had already been forced open once.

“Hng—! Ah! T-too deep, ugh…!”

As if he’d never held back while watching Seha climax, Jeongyun began pounding into him rapidly.

Flesh slapped against flesh with lewd, echoing sounds.

Seha’s hips flushed red from the rough movement, but he had no capacity to care.

“Mmm…! Ngh…! Ah….”

“Jin Seha….”

Jeongyun moaned Seha’s name like a cry.

It felt so good his mind was about to shatter.

Seha’s insides were impossibly tight, hot, and intoxicating.

When he drove in deep, they squeezed his cock snugly, then clung to it as if unwilling to let go when he pulled back.

Seha should still have been in pain, yet his body reacted as if it had been waiting for Jeongyun’s cock all along.

“S-slowly, just a little—ah! Ah! Hng…!”

Seha’s cries grew higher and higher.

At first, it had hurt too much to think straight.

But as the cock moved in and out faster, sensations unlike pain began filling his body.

The massive shaft rubbed relentlessly against the spot that had made his hips jerk when touched by fingers.

The violent, tingling sensation made his spread thighs tremble.

Begging him to go slower wasn’t because it hurt—it was because he wanted to escape that strange, stabbing pleasure.

“Haa…! Ah! J-Jeongyun… young master, mmm…!”

“f*ck….”

Calling him “young master” at a time like this.

Jeongyun felt like his head might explode.

Asking him to go slow while saying that was practically a provocation.

He’d wanted to be gentle the first time.

He’d wanted to take it slow so Seha could adjust.

But everything had gone completely off the rails.

Honestly, Jeongyun was using up every shred of self-control just to avoid tearing Seha apart.

“My, my stomach feels weird…. Hng… ah, ah…!”

Each time the cock slammed deep inside, a bulge showed clearly on Seha’s flat stomach.

Half out of his mind, Seha couldn’t see it, but he could feel how wrong his body felt.

He was terrified the enormous, violent cock might burst through his belly.

Of course, clutching his lower abdomen with both hands did absolutely nothing to help.

“Ah, haa! Ngh! Ah!”

Jeongyun fucked Seha like a beast.

Even when his cock hit the deepest point, he didn’t stop.

With Seha’s legs hooked over his shoulders, he folded him in half and drove even deeper.

“Stop, st-stop… ugh! Ah, haah…!”

Seha shook his head wildly, begging.

But even then, he didn’t truly want Jeongyun to stop.

Was s*x always like this?

Was it always being soaked in such violent, destructive pleasure?

It felt like his brain was melting.

Like his mind was being completely ruined beyond repair.

What was even scarier was thinking that he didn’t care—that he wanted to be utterly ruined like this.

“Seha… Jin Seha….”

“Y-young master… ah, it feels… good… mmm! Ah!”

His vision flickered, darkness and whiteness alternating.

Before he knew it, Seha’s cock was fully hard again, leaking thin fluid each time it brushed against Jeongyun’s solid body.

Then, when Jeongyun’s cock pushed into a place it absolutely shouldn’t have reached, Seha convulsed hard, and something hot flooded into his belly.

“Ah… haa… mmm….”

Seha could only whimper like an animal.

Even the weight of Jeongyun’s tense body pressing him down felt good.

As he shuddered at the fullness inside, he found himself wishing Jeongyun wouldn’t pull out.

His abused hole throbbed with burning pain, yet even that felt like pleasure.

“Ah—wait, don’t touch…!”

At that moment, Seha’s hips jerked up again.

Without giving him time to recover, Jeongyun had grabbed his cock and stroked it.

Already spilling semen, it climaxed the instant it was touched.

As Seha writhed, savoring the sensation, Jeongyun pulled his hips back slightly—then slammed his cock deep inside again.

“Ah, no—ugh! I’m c-coming, ah!”

Pleasure surged from both ends, and Seha twisted, drool spilling from his mouth.

But the massive cock still churning inside his belly gave him nowhere to escape—only driving his inner walls into even greater stimulation.