TSOTI – Side Story 8

Seungwoo grabbed a fistful of Doyoung’s hair. With his head held in place, Doyoung lifted his gaze. Even in this situation, he looked up at Seungwoo with hazy, lewd eyes. It was truly the gaze of a succubus that could steal a man’s soul.

​“Lewd to the very end, huh.”

​In the end, Seungwoo lifted Doyoung. He bent him over the hood and thrust his cock into the piss-filled pussy. Seungbin, watching from the side, let out an admiring “Oh” and stepped closer. He filmed up close as the cock plunged repeatedly into the leaking pussy.

​“Aang! Cock feels good! Cock inside again! Cock in my piss-filled pussy!”

​Doyoung cried out happily. His moans rang loudly through the wide, empty lot. Once again, Doyoung reveled in happiness while taking Seungwoo’s cock. The fact that this place was open to anyone no longer held any significance for him.

​***

​The three, thoroughly dirtied, found a nearby hotel. The distance to home was too far, so they stopped at the closest one. Even after entering the room, they kissed madly and licked each other’s bodies. Bodies covered in piss, cum, and pussy juice still couldn’t quench their desire.

​“Mmm…….”

​The two stripped Doyoung and led him to the bathroom. Since they had pissed in his pussy, they figured he needed washing. They placed him in the empty tub, plugged the drain, and ran warm water.

​“Pussy. Lie in the tub and put your pussy under here.”

​Seungwoo pointed to the faucet stream. Doyoung obediently spread his legs, placed his ankles on the tub edge with the faucet between them, and pressed his pussy to the falling water.

​“Aang, aang. Aaaang, aang…….”

​The stream hit his clitoris. Not too strong, not too weak—perfect pressure stimulated relentlessly. Doyoung bucked his hips, masturbating with the water. The swollen clit gave him subtle pleasure.

​“Wow. So lewd.”

​Seungbin didn’t forget to film it. Doyoung masturbating with the faucet water was even more lewd than porn. The two men weren’t about to just watch quietly. They stroked their cocks slowly while enjoying the sight.

​“We should get water inside your pussy too. You pissed yourself earlier. We need to rinse it out.”

​Doyoung obeyed again. He lifted his ass higher and spread his pussy lips with both hands, trying to let water flow inside. But unfortunately, the stream wouldn’t stay inside; it only grazed the outside before falling away. This wasn’t going to work.

​“No good. Turn over instead.”

Doyoung lay face-down in the tub where a little water had collected. Seungwoo switched the lever to the showerhead. He took the showerhead that sprayed strong multiple streams and pressed it against Doyoung’s pussy. He rubbed it over the spread, twitching lips, and even against the clitoris, stimulating him thoroughly.

​“Aang, aang, aaaang, aang!”

​Doyoung bucked his hips in pleasure. He looked like a bitch in heat begging for cock. Seungwoo kept rubbing the showerhead hard against the clitoris until Doyoung came. The powerful multi-stream water led him straight to climax.

​“Aang! Aang……! Aaang, aang!”

​Doyoung finally came. He had climaxed so many times that only a few drops of clear, watery fluid came from his cock. Yet his pussy still leaked plenty. Like an inexhaustible spring, it kept squirting nonstop the moment his clit was rubbed.

​“I told you to wash your cunt, and you pissed yourself again.”

​Seungwoo scolded. Doyoung twisted in embarrassment.

“This slut is so filthy I can’t even wash him. He squirts at everything—how am I supposed to clean him?”

Seungwoo clicked his tongue. Doyoung didn’t know what to do with himself from shame.

​“Pussy. Should we just stop washing you and keep you dirty? Want more piss?”

​Doyoung’s eyes widened instantly. At the mention of filling his pussy with piss again, his heart pounded wildly.

​“Yes. I want to drink piss in my pussy. Fill my pussy with piss again!”

Shamelessly begging for piss, Doyoung made both men burst into laughter. Really, how could they not love him?

​“Get down on the floor. We’ll feed you piss.”

​Doyoung happily stepped out of the tub. Without being told, he got on the floor and raised his ass toward them. He spread his own pussy lips to make it easy to receive the piss. He wiggled his ass seductively, showing off the twitching hole.

​“Hurry and piss in my pussy.”

​Both men laughed again. There was no slut like this one. Did drinking male piss really feel that good? Of course, they knew it felt incredible, but seeing him beg so openly always left them amazed. Even so, that shamelessness was so childlike it was cute and lovable.

​“Don’t spill any—swallow it all. Got it?”

​This time, Seungbin went first. He slid his cock into Doyoung’s anus instead of the pussy. Soon piss flowed from his cock, filling Doyoung’s belly.

​“Aang, good! Mmmng!”

Doyoung arched happily. Warm liquid filled his belly to the brim. His stomach gradually swelled. It felt like his lower belly was packed full of piss.

​“So cute.”

​Seungbin said, gazing at Doyoung’s swollen belly with eyes full of maddening love. Seungwoo’s gaze was no different. The more they loved Doyoung, the more they filled his belly with piss.

​After filling Doyoung’s belly with piss, both men kept thrusting. Every time the thick cock pounded his anus, Doyoung squirted yellow piss while moaning in pure bliss.

​Only after one more round of sex did they finally wash Doyoung clean. Even while being washed, Doyoung kept rocking his body and begging for cock.

​After the shower, the three came out. Unexpectedly waiting for them in the living room was a table full of snacks and several bottles of champagne.

​Doyoung beamed like a child at the sight of the champagne. He had already drunk during dinner, but he felt he could drink champagne again.

​“When did you order this?”

​“I ordered it in advance while we were coming up.”

​Seungbin whispered, kissing Doyoung’s forehead. He lifted the damp-haired Doyoung in his bathrobe and set him on the sofa. Being a decent hotel, the night view through the floor-to-ceiling windows was stunning. The black sky and the glittering, moving lights of cars below looked like pearls scattered across a night sea.

​“Now, shall we really start playing?”

​Seungwoo turned on the music. Not his usual quiet, calm melody, but upbeat music with a fast beat. The party atmosphere lifted Doyoung’s spirits. It felt like returning to those wild nightly drinking parties on Banwol Island.

​Though there was no beautiful Banwol Island night sky, the Seoul nightscape stretched beyond the window. And instead of the beer they used to chug every night, there was exquisite champagne. Seungwoo picked up a bottle first. He skillfully peeled off the foil and loosened the muselet.

“This is really good stuff. The first sip should go in your pussy.”

​Seungbin whispered. Doyoung, already riding high on tension, nodded happily. Seungbin lifted Doyoung’s legs onto the sofa and spread them, exposing his pussy.

​“Hyung. Ready.”

​Seungbin said to Seungwoo. Seungwoo nodded, grabbed the bottle, and shook it hard. Countless bubbles rose inside. The cork, unable to withstand the pressure, shot out with a loud pop.

​Whoosh.

​A powerful stream of champagne gushed out. Seungwoo covered the opening and shook harder, then aimed at Doyoung’s spread pussy. When he released his thumb, a fierce jet of liquid poured straight into Doyoung’s pussy.

​“Mmm! Ngh!”

​Doyoung cried out in delight. Seungwoo happily aimed the champagne at the gaping hole. Seungbin held Doyoung’s legs open so he couldn’t close them, laughing along. Doyoung enjoyed receiving the champagne in his pussy.

​“Hyung. Does the champagne taste good?”

​As the stream weakened and began trickling down the bottle, Seungwoo set it aside. Doyoung, soaked from pussy to whole body in champagne, nodded in satisfaction. A moment later, Seungwoo approached the sofa where the two sat. Holding two champagne flutes in one hand, he poured for Doyoung and Seungbin.

​“The aroma is incredible.”

​Seungbin buried his nose in the glass and inhaled. The golden bubbles rose like blooming flowers, releasing a fragrant scent. It smelled like fruit at times, like honey at others. When held in the mouth, it was sour yet sweet enough to make saliva overflow—much like the scent of Doyoung’s pussy that melted people.

​“Cheers.”

​Under Seungbin’s lead, the three clinked glasses. They gulped the champagne as if it were water. The liquid sliding down their throats carried a refreshing tingle. Like popping bubbles, it felt as if their whole bodies were being refreshed.

​“Hng!”

​Of course, Seungwoo and Seungbin’s snack was Doyoung’s pussy. After finishing a glass in one go, both men competed to bury their mouths in his pussy. Seungbin reached it first this time. Sitting right beside Doyoung, he easily claimed the pussy.

​“Mmm, it tickles. Mmmng.”

​Doyoung giggled and tried to push Seungbin away, complaining that it tickled. Seungbin grabbed his wrists and kept sucking the pussy. Doyoung’s champagne-soaked pussy tasted like peach. No wonder he had craved peaches so badly at the café earlier—Doyoung’s pussy let them satisfy that craving completely.

​“It tastes like peach here. Hyung’s pussy is peachy today. Peach pussy.”

​Last time it was watermelon, this time peach. The two always gave Doyoung’s pussy cute fruit nicknames. It was so adorable and fun that Doyoung couldn’t stop laughing. Even while spreading his legs and getting his pussy eaten, he kept giggling.

​“Aren’t you going to move yet?”

​When Seungbin showed no sign of yielding, Seungwoo grumbled. Seungbin gave one last loud suck on the pussy before lifting his head. He licked his reddened lips and savored the lingering taste of Doyoung’s pussy,​

“Gotta wet it again before eating.”

​Seungwoo tilted the champagne bottle over Doyoung’s pussy. The remaining champagne poured down. He crouched in front of Doyoung and buried his mouth in the pussy. The champagne-soaked folds tasted sweet and tangy.

​“Aah, it tickles. It tickles, Seungwoo. Stop, stop. Ngh!”

​Doyoung whined that it tickled, yet his hands pushed Seungwoo’s head with almost no strength. Seungwoo ignored him and kept sucking for a long while before finally rising. The pussy, tormented by both men, glistened. After being washed clean and then drenched in champagne, it gave off a fresh fruit-and-flower scent.

​“Hyung. Should we take your clothes off now? You always drank naked with us, right?”

​Seungbin casually removed Doyoung’s bathrobe. Since Doyoung had always drunk completely naked during their Banwol Island parties, this felt completely natural.

​“Pussy. Now it’s your turn to eat our cocks.”

​Seungwoo brought a fresh bottle. He shook it like before, preparing to open it. While shaking the bottle with one hand after removing the foil and muselet, he untied his own bathrobe with the other. The robe fell open, revealing his defined chest and abs, and the long, heavy cock hanging below.

​“Ah…….”

​Seungbin, catching on, stood up. He stood beside Seungwoo and completely removed his own robe. While Seungwoo shook the champagne bottle, Seungbin shook his cock toward Doyoung. Doyoung’s eyes sparkled as he admired their sculpted bodies and swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth.

​Pop!

The pressure-filled cork shot upward. Seungwoo poured the vigorously foaming champagne over his own cock. The strong stimulation made his cock gradually harden. It stretched and swelled into its intimidating shape.

​“Hyung, what are you waiting for? You need to eat our cocks.”

​Seungwoo, having just soaked his own cock, poured champagne over Seungbin’s as well. Doyoung, drooling at the sight of cocks already delicious on their own, now marinated in champagne, rose from his seat.

​Like a cat, he stretched both arms to brace on the sofa and leaned forward, taking Seungwoo’s cock into his mouth. It tasted of champagne. Drunk on alcohol and the atmosphere, Doyoung sucked as if entranced. While he savored Seungwoo’s cock, more champagne poured over his head. He licked the liquor running down his cheeks and kept sucking.

​“Suck mine too.”

​Seungbin ordered. Doyoung immediately released Seungwoo’s cock and took Seungbin’s into his mouth. While sucking the equally champagne-flavored cock, liquor dripped onto his head, and the fragrant champagne scent enveloped him.

​“Feels so good. The way your tongue touches me is incredible, Hyung.”

​Seungbin’s voice was drenched in ecstasy. Doyoung sucked with even more care. He lifted the rigid cock and licked from the base near the balls upward, savoring the champagne running down the thick shaft.

​“Do you like my cock too, Hyung? Does it taste good?”

​Seungbin asked. Doyoung pulled his lips away from the cock he had been licking and answered.

​“Yeah. It tastes good. Even better with the champagne flavor.”

​“Keep sucking. I’ll cum on your face.”

​At the promise of a facial, Doyoung’s body twitched. Just the words aroused him; he rubbed his leaking pussy against the sofa while licking Seungbin’s cock. At that moment, Seungwoo approached and pressed his glans against Doyoung’s cheek. He rubbed the champagne-slick shaft against the sticky cheek.

​“Kh.”

Seungwoo and Seungbin came at the same time. They groaned as they sprayed cum onto Doyoung’s face. Doyoung smiled rapturously while drinking the champagne-mixed cum. The sticky mixture of two loads ran lewdly down his face.

​“So pretty.”

​Seungbin murmured, gazing at Doyoung, covered in cum. It was hard to believe such a beautiful person existed in the world. He even wondered if Doyoung was human. It felt like a dream that someone so perfect could exist.

​“Hyung. I like you. I really, really like you.”

​Seungbin kissed Doyoung’s wet forehead. His soft lips touched the cum-and-champagne-covered skin and pulled away stickily.

​“We should keep drinking.”

​Seungwoo brought another bottle. They spilled more than they drank, so the champagne ran out quickly. The three sat side by side on the sofa and filled their glasses.

​“Ah, it’s cold!”

​Seungwoo poured more champagne over Doyoung’s body again. While Doyoung laughed and told him it was cold, Seungwoo and Seungbin licked the liquor running down his skin. Doyoung moaned pleasantly and enjoyed the attention. Loud music filled the room. Their tension, once risen, showed no sign of dropping.

​“Ah, right. We still have that.”

​Suddenly, Seungbin spoke as if remembering something. Doyoung, lost in moans from the caresses, opened his eyes wide and looked at Seungbin.

“Hyung!”

​“Mmm……?”

​“Want to play even more fun?”

​“Even… more fun?”

​“Yeah. Wait a second.”

​Seungbin stood up and left the living room, heading somewhere.