TSOTI – Chapter 3.4

Doyoung’s pussy had already grown slick again. Perhaps from the alcohol, the color was deeper than usual; the ripe, deep red looked exactly like a plum.

“Pretty. As expected, hyung’s pussy is the prettiest in the world.”

Saying that, Seungbin buried his nose back into Doyoung’s pussy. He shoved his face in so deeply that slick coated his nostrils, inhaling the scent again and again. No matter how much he smelled it, Doyoung’s pussy scent was intoxicating. Just breathing it in made a saliva pool in his mouth and a heat surge through his whole body.

At first, Doyoung’s pussy gave off a sharp, lemony tang, but as time passed, it shifted into a fishy scent, exuding the smell of a female in heat. It was the kind of smell that would drive any cock-bearing bastard wild. Seungwoo and Seungbin were no exception. They were hopelessly addicted to that fishy, sour female scent.

“Stop it already!”

Embarrassed, Doyoung reached one hand back to try to cover his pussy. Seungbin lightly stopped his hand and pressed his lips—not his nose—against it instead. Chuuup, smack. He sucked at the tender flesh, rolling his tongue. With one hand restrained, Doyoung lay sprawled over the table, rocking his ass as he moaned.

“N-no! If you suck there—! I’ll get excited again, I will—! Mmh!”

The more Doyoung thrashed, the more wildly Seungbin’s tongue worked. After sucking for a good while, he yielded his spot to Seungwoo. Seungwoo, too, shoved his tongue into Doyoung’s pussy hole, sucking at the inner lips as he savored the filthy taste.

“Makes the booze go down easy.”

Seungbin snickered, knocking back beer, using the sight of Seungwoo eating Doyoung’s pussy as his drinking snack.

“Aang! Stop! Mmmngh, stop!”

Apparently unable to take it anymore, Doyoung’s voice sharpened. Even though he shouted for him to stop, Seungwoo kept sucking until he finally made Doyoung squirt. When liquid gushed from his pussy, Seungwoo immediately pulled his face away, then slapped the spurting pussy and watched Doyoung hit his peak.

“Aheungh, mmmng, mmmngh, ngh! Aheungh, ah……!”

Watching Doyoung come while shamelessly shaking his ass, Seungwoo and Seungbin burst out laughing again. He’d said no so firmly, yet after a little pussy-sucking he’d gone and squirted just like that.

It really was a body that drove men insane. Just his face alone could make you lose it—his lewd body was even worse.

“Figures. Sluts are different—just suck it a bit, and they go right away.”

Seungwoo slapped the post-climax pussy once more. Ngh! Doyoung jerked with a sharp cry and went completely limp.

“Pussy, come here. Sit on my lap and drink.”

Seungwoo pulled Doyoung down onto his lap. Doyoung sat there bare-legged, pussy slick, still dripping down. Seungwoo’s hand naturally slid to his wet, gaping pussy. Parting the plump, bunny-cheek-like folds, he kneaded the soft flesh inside while grabbing a beer can with his other hand.

“Gotta have a drink.”

Seungwoo fed Doyoung the beer himself. Fresh off an orgasm and with Seungwoo constantly touching his pussy, Doyoung could barely drink properly. Still, he managed a few sips through the pleasure, and Seungbin immediately fed him a snack. His body twitching from stimulation, Doyoung struggled to chew the watermelon piece Seungbin put into his mouth.

“Our pussy eats anything well. Drinking snacks. Men’s cocks too.”

At Seungwoo’s remark, Seungbin burst out laughing. Embarrassed, Doyoung flushed and shook his head.

“No. That’s not— mmh.”

“Why? I’m complimenting you because you’re cute.”

Smiling, Seungwoo kissed Doyoung’s cheek. When Doyoung shrank back, Seungwoo grabbed his thigh and spread it. Even though it was night, under the softly lit yard platform, Doyoung ended up fully exposing his bare lower half.

“This part’s really cute.”

Seungbin reached out and fondled Doyoung’s pussy. Ashamed, Doyoung kept trying to close his thighs, but Seungwoo held them firmly apart, not letting him.

“Hyung. Want me to put a snack in here, too? Wanna try eating snacks with your pussy?”

Doyoung jolted in surprise at Seungbin’s words. Eating snacks with his pussy… what was he even saying?

“It’s nothing. Just put it inside and chew it with your pussy.”

Seungbin cut a small piece of red watermelon flesh, then brought it between Doyoung’s legs and pushed it into his pussy.

“No! Hng!”

The cold flesh touched his heated pussy. Crying out, Doyoung shrank back helplessly. Ignoring his reaction, Seungbin stuffed all the watermelon pieces deep inside. The soft flesh crushed inside him, juice leaking out. Watermelon juice mixed with pussy slick flowed onto the platform.

“Looks tasty. You’re even drooling while you eat.”

Seungwoo’s voice was flat as he watched, though he was clearly intrigued by Doyoung’s pussy swallowing watermelon. The sight of his split folds bulging, dripping watermelon juice, was obscenely filthy.

“Pussy. Is it good? Want me to feed you more?”

Doyoung shook his head, face red. But after witnessing his pussy chew watermelon, the two men couldn’t stop. Despite Doyoung’s protests, Seungbin kept stuffing more watermelon inside. Betraying its owner’s wishes, the pussy happily devoured the summer fruit, juice spilling nonstop.

“Hng, heung. Heungh.”

Despite saying no, Doyoung let out blissed-out moans. Chomp, chomp. Wet sounds leaked out as his pussy chewed the tender flesh. The yard is filled with pussy scent mixed with watermelon. Along with the chirping of insects, the fresh fruit smell heightened the summer night atmosphere.

“Pussy. I’ll put more in. I’ll fill our pussy with watermelon till it bursts.”

The two men didn’t stop, shoving watermelon deeper and deeper. Unable to withstand the squeezing pressure of his pussy, the crushed flesh kept spurting juice. Producing juice with his pussy and chewing flesh inside, Doyoung grew hotter by the second. Doing this out in the open—eating watermelon with his pussy—was humiliating, yet drove him mad with arousal.

“Pussy hyung. Watermelon juice keeps leaking out of your pussy.”

Seungbin traced the juice Doyoung had produced with his finger, then brought it to his mouth and sucked on it. Sweet—probably because it was in season—and mixed with the tart pussy flavor, it was exquisite.

“Hyung. Make more pussy juice. It’s so good.”

They kept stuffing watermelon inside. Once his short, narrow pussy was packed full, blocked at the cervix so nothing more could go in, Seungbin brought a glass to his pussy like before and began collecting the leaking watermelon juice.

“Pussy. You gotta squeeze more. How long will it take like this?”

Seungwoo whispered. At that sweet voice, Doyoung felt his body boil over. He clenched his pussy, contracting around the flesh inside, crushing it.

“Aah, ah! Mmmh, ngh.”

Tightening his pussy and squeezing out juice himself, Doyoung cried out lewdly. Finding it commendable, Seungwoo moved his hand from Doyoung’s thigh to his pussy. Pressing down on the bulging mound above, he masturbated Doyoung. The moment his clit was pressed, his pussy clenched, releasing even more juice.

“Aah! It feels good!”

Legs spread wide, drool spilling from his mouth, Doyoung rocked happily. The swollen flesh was crushed freely under Seungwoo’s hand, and through the clear glass, the pussy hole packed with watermelon was fully visible.

Each movement of Seungwoo’s hand sent red liquid pouring out. The sight of Doyoung’s pussy chewing watermelon was shamelessly explicit—like moving lips, which only made it hotter. Soon, the glass sloshed, nearly half full. Rocking his hips, Doyoung focused on producing juice, crying out.

“Ah! Aah! There—more! More! Mmmh, it feels good! Watermelon’s good!”

His obscene cries rang through the yard and beyond the walls. Inside his pussy, the crushed watermelon flesh dwindled to pulp.

Seungwoo rubbed Doyoung’s clit while simultaneously sucking his ear, pushing his pleasure to the limit. At last, unable to endure it, Doyoung started to come. Liquid filling his pussy forced its way past the pulp and spilled into the glass.

“Aaah, ah! Ngh, ah!”

Drip. Drip.

Clear pussy juice mixed with red fruit juice. Before long, the glass was nearly half full. Watching Doyoung come and the glass fill, both men looked satisfied. It was enough to drink.

“Hah, ngh, hngh…!”

Completely squeezed dry, Doyoung slumped with a long moan. As a reward, Seungwoo kissed his forehead briefly. Doyoung’s chest heaved as he panted like he’d sprinted a hundred meters. While he caught his breath, Seungbin lifted the freshly squeezed juice.

“Hyung, see this? This is the juice you produced.”

The watermelon juice, thick with pussy slick, sloshed in the glass. Doyoung stared blankly, lips parted, drool trailing.

“Want to taste it?”

At Seungbin’s question, Doyoung bit his lip cautiously. Drinking watermelon juice squeezed from his own pussy—mixed with pussy juice—wasn’t easy, even for him.

Still, a perverse urge quietly pushed his curiosity. He wanted to show Seungwoo and Seungbin himself drinking the juice from his pussy. He liked how it excited them. Every time he showed them something filthy, he got excited, too.

“Yeah… I’ll try.”

In the end, he agreed. Seungbin, as if he’d known all along, offered him the glass.

“Ah…”

Doyoung hesitated, looking at the sloshing liquid. Clear fluid floated through the juice like a heat haze. His eyes trembled as he stared, his heart pounding hard.

“It’s okay. It’ll taste good.”

Seungwoo whispered. Taking the glass from Seungbin, he brought it to Doyoung’s lips himself. Doyoung’s lips parted, and the juice flowed in. Like feeding a baby its first cup, Seungwoo carefully fed him the pussy-mixed watermelon juice.

Gulp. Gulp.

Doyoung swallowed several mouthfuls. Slightly tart, yet sweeter than expected—it was good. He drank until the glass was empty. Unswallowed liquid spilled from the corners of his mouth, running down his neck.

“All gone…”

Doyoung said softly. The two men stared at him, stunned.

Seeing such purity in the middle of such filth felt profoundly wrong. How could such filth and innocence coexist in one person? A strange light flickered across Seungwoo’s face. An uncontrollable emotion surged in his chest.

“Ha, fuck.”

Seungwoo suddenly felt stifled. Maybe it was an unconscious rejection of an unfamiliar feeling. A man sitting on his lap, looking more innocent than anyone, calmly drinking his own pussy juice—it felt like the world was being rearranged.

“You eat everything I give you. Tell you to drink it, and you really drink it all.”

Though Seungwoo spoke reproachfully, his eyes were drunk with euphoria.

“You slut. What the hell are you trying to do? How far are you planning to milk men’s cum like this?”

Grabbing Doyoung’s chin, Seungwoo turned his face and roughly sucked on lips still tasting of watermelon. As Seungwoo’s kiss began, Doyoung immediately rocked his hips, making wet, scratching sounds.

Seungbin came closer, sticking out his tongue to lick Doyoung’s cheek while he kissed Seungwoo.

“Mmmh… mmh…”

After ending the kiss with Seungwoo, Doyoung naturally sought Seungbin’s lips. Turning his head, he kissed Seungbin while Seungwoo fondled him.

A large hand lifted his white T-shirt and pinched his small nipple. Doyoung’s shoulders jumped as his whole body twitched. Twisting it like an old radio dial, the tiny nub stiffened hard.

“Aah, mmh…!”

As soon as the kiss ended, Seungbin moved down to Doyoung’s chest. While Seungwoo teased the right nipple, Seungbin lifted the shirt further and took the left nipple into his mouth, sucking.

With both nipples stimulated at once, Doyoung sagged, letting out a lewd breath. Seungbin extended his tongue, slowly licking the nipple from bottom to top with his thick tongue. As it grew slick with saliva, Doyoung’s body melted further, the soft tongue’s touch exciting him to the core.

“Aah, it feels good… Seungbin, that feels good…”

Seungbin worked his tongue faster, then licked down Doyoung’s stomach. Spreading his legs and lying face-down, he buried his lips in Doyoung’s pussy. Seungwoo stepped back slightly, adjusting his posture so Doyoung’s lower body was lifted higher.

Holding his erect cock, Seungbin sucked Doyoung’s pussy beneath it. With the crushed watermelon flesh still stuffed inside, sweet juice flowed into his mouth every time he sucked.

“Watermelon flavor.”

Pulling back briefly, Seungbin smacked his lips. He slid his hand down from Doyoung’s cock and shoved his index finger into the pussy. Scooping out a chunk of watermelon, he pinched the mush between his fingers and sat up.

“Hyung. This is the watermelon your pussy was holding.”

With hazy eyes, Doyoung watched as Seungbin put it in his own mouth—then pressed his lips to Doyoung’s, kissing him. His thick tongue skillfully pushed the watermelon into Doyoung’s mouth. Doyoung rolled it around as he kissed him.

When Doyoung passed it back, Seungbin chewed the flesh, then transferred the half-chewed piece back, guiding Doyoung to swallow it.

“How is it? Does it taste good?”

As Seungbin pulled back, Doyoung nodded shyly.

“I like it too. Everything that comes out of your pussy tastes good.”

Seungbin bent back down and sucked Doyoung’s pussy again. While he did, Seungwoo tilted his head and kissed Doyoung.

After a long while of sucking both his pussy and his tongue, the two men pulled away at the same time. They lowered Doyoung briefly off the platform, then had him brace himself on the table above, bending over with both feet on the ground.

After setting the position, they stepped down as well. Looking at his accented pussy from behind, they could clearly see watermelon lodged inside the gaping, twitching hole. Combined with the slick and juice pouring out, it looked even more delicious.

They took turns licking his pussy, sucking up the juice. The watermelon mixed with Doyoung’s pussy flavor was exquisite.

“We’ll squeeze more juice here.”

Seungbin whispered, kissing along the exposed curve of Doyoung’s waist, stoking his pleasure.

Seungwoo pulled his cock from his pants. Ever since the watermelon had been stuffed in, it had swollen hard. He lined it up with Doyoung’s pussy. The cockhead began pushing into the already packed hole. With watermelon filling it and space scarce, the massive head couldn’t slip inside easily.

“Aah!”

Doyoung threw his head back, moaning, his flushed face twisted with pleasure. Seungwoo’s face contorted as well—the stimulation of pushing into a full pussy was overwhelming.

Still, Seungwoo didn’t pull out. Forcing his way in, the pussy relaxed and stretched to make space. His cock slowly pushed deeper into the widened hole. The intense pressure made a shrill scream burst from Doyoung’s mouth.

“Aaah, no! Ngh!”

Drip.

As the massive shaft disappeared inside, juice burst from the watermelon trapped within and spilled out of his pussy. Juice streaming through the thick lips made it look like the pussy itself was drooling.

Face twisted obscenely with pleasure, Seungwoo kept pushing. The watermelon blocked his cock from reaching the cervix, but he succeeded in burying about half his shaft inside the pussy.