TSOTI – Chapter 2.1

Seungbin reached toward Doyoung’s pussy. Placing his hand on the upper part of the widely spread, dripping pussy, he rubbed the equally swollen clitoris.

“Ahng! It feels good!”

Doyoung blurted out that it felt good without even thinking, too far gone to be embarrassed. With his prostate and clit being stimulated at the same time, it felt unbearably good.

Seungbin went all in, rubbing Doyoung’s clit while digging at his prostate. When he pressed down and rubbed hard enough to hurt, Doyoung twisted and convulsed, crying out. The lewd sounds he made leaked out past the door. In broad daylight, with his body given over to a man, he moaned endlessly without even knowing shame.

“Aheung! Eung! Aheung, eung! It feels good! So good! Euuung!”

Seungbin straightened the finger that had been rubbing at his prostate. He bent his wrist, angling it up so close his nail would graze, then jabbed hard toward the perineum.

“Eung!”

From the tip of Doyoung’s cock, fluid burst out in a thick surge. After cumming so many times all night, it was a clear, pale liquid—almost transparent.

“Aaaang, euung! Ah! Euuung, eung!”

Doyoung bucked his hips as he came. From the pussy, too—stimulated at the clit—fluid sprayed out, wetting Seungbin’s hand as it rubbed him. While Doyoung cried out in delight, Seungbin rapidly rubbed at both the prostate and the clit. With both pleasure points being hit at once, Doyoung moaned like he was about to pass out. Liquid kept running out without stopping—both from his cock and his pussy.

Now he was feeling pleasure so intensely that he even forgot the pain. His face as he came had melted into bliss. That vulgar pussy kept pulsing, the hole fluttering open and shut. His anus clenched tight, chewing greedily on Seungbin’s hand inside.

“Ahng, ng……!”

After dragging out one last long, lewd cry, Doyoung let his body go limp. The blanket was soaked and ruined with the semen and pussy fluids he’d spilled.

Plop.

Seungbin pulled his finger out. As if it felt empty without it, Doyoung’s anus puckered and smacked its little “lips” in regret. Staring at Doyoung, gone lewd and melted, Seungbin brought the finger that had been inside his ass to his mouth and sucked it. Like a lollipop, he rolled it around, smacking and sucking deliciously—then even clicked his tongue, savoring the taste.

“Hyung. You squirted again?”

He said it while kissing Doyoung’s melted forehead. Even drunk on sensation, Doyoung was too ashamed to answer.

“It’s fine. I got hard again because of you. Why are you so obscene? Are you trying to drain all my cock-spill?”

Seungbin found Doyoung’s lips. He overlapped their lips—still hot from all the moaning—and slid his tongue in, stirring him up inside.

Doyoung, intoxicated by pleasure, accepted the kiss willingly. The kiss they shared after cumming tasted sweet. Sweet like dessert after a full meal, it only stirred up thirst again.

“I was really just gonna put medicine on you, hyung, but… I can’t. You’re way too excited.”

Ending the kiss, Seungbin brought his face close to Doyoung’s and asked,

“What should we do? Want me to put it in?”

At Seungbin’s question, Doyoung couldn’t bring himself to answer—he only bit his lip. But the way his body kept twitching, the way his anus still pulsed, the way his pussy dripped steadily… it was already saying he wanted cock.

“Say it. You want my cock in your pussy, hyung?”

When Seungbin asked again, Doyoung finally nodded shyly. Even sober, he couldn’t reject him. A body that had learned pleasure once felt like it could never go back to its old, “proper” self.

“Told you. You’re a total rag.”

Seungbin said it with a laugh. Then he kissed Doyoung right away. As he pushed into Doyoung’s mouth, he quickly undid his zipper. The cock that had been throbbing on his thigh popped free from his pants with a THUMP.

***

While Seungbin and Doyoung were stuck together, Seungwoo—who’d stepped out briefly—came back home. From the moment he entered the yard, he clicked his tongue at the beastlike moans leaking through the door. He’d known it. From the moment Seungbin said he’d “put medicine on,” Seungwoo had known it would turn into this. He really couldn’t hold back and had already started fucking again.

Sure, he could admit Doyoung had an obscenely lewd body… but doing it all night and then doing this again—honestly, in some ways it was impressive.

Click.

Seungwoo opened the door. A heavy, thick scent of pussy fluids rolled out of the room. At Seungwoo’s entrance, the two naked bodies, tangled together, both turned their gaze toward him at once. Seeing Seungwoo standing there with an indifferent expression, the two of them paused.

“Hyung, you’re back?”

“Yeah.”

Seungwoo answered flatly, then pulled off the shirt he’d been wearing loosely. In a sleeveless top and jeans, he walked slowly to the wardrobe. He took out the sweatpants he could wear comfortably, then opened the front of his jeans. As he dropped his pants and stood in just his underwear, Doyoung’s eyes tracked him obsessively.

“Wow. You’re seriously staring at Seungwoo hyung while I’m fucking you?”

At Seungbin’s words, Doyoung finally realized he’d been staring too openly and flushed in alarm.

“N-no, it’s not like that……”

“Hyung, thats mean. I mean… Seungwoo hyung is kind of cool, I guess? Look at that ass. Even I’d fall for that.”

Seungwoo happened to be lifting a leg to change his pants. Dark navy boxer-briefs clung tight to his ass, exposing the shape of thick muscles without mercy. And between his lifted thighs, the hanging sac caught Doyoung’s eye again.

‘I want to suck it….’

The thought came without permission. Even while he was already taking Seungbin’s cock, seeing Seungwoo’s balls dangling between his legs made the urge to suck surge up.

As Doyoung licked his lips, he reflexively clenched his pussy, stimulating Seungbin’s cock. Seungbin’s face pinched as he squinted one eye.

“What the hell. You’re tightening on my cock because you saw Seungwoo hyung getting undressed?”

At this point, Seungbin was getting a little pissed. To punish Doyoung for looking at another man while taking his cock, he slammed in with all his strength.

“Aaahng!”

Doyoung cried out, convulsing. His thighs shook as Seungbin’s cockhead rammed into the mouth of his womb.

“It hurts—if you do it like that all of a sudden…!”

“Does it only hurt?”

“Heung, I don’t know…… Heuuut.”

“Your pussy looks like it’s about to die from how good it feels.”

Seungbin snapped his hips faster. Doyoung, overwhelmed, twisted, and moaning in pleasure. At that moment, Seungwoo—now fully changed—turned his gaze back to them. He stared at Doyoung, pinned under Seungbin and moaning like it felt good.

“Instead of just staring, how about you come in?”

Feeling his hyung’s gaze, Seungbin asked. He was flattened like a frog, diligently rocking his hips.

“…….”

Seungwoo didn’t feel like it and started to turn away. At least until Doyoung came.

With Seungbin’s cockhead rapidly digging at the mouth of his womb, Doyoung couldn’t endure it and began to cum. His cock—already emptied of anything left to spill—only leaked a few drops, but his pussy gushed hard, spraying everywhere even as he was being fucked.

“Aaaa, eung! Euuung, eung! Eung!”

His face twisted tight as he let out lewd cries. It felt so good that tears even clung to the corners of his eyes, his whole body trembling with pleasure.

That obscene face—those cheeks and lips flushed red—caught Seungwoo’s gaze. It overlapped with the image of Doyoung licking the sink and masturbating in the bathroom, making blood rush downward.

“Oh. Hyung, you gonna join us?”

In the end, Seungwoo walked over. He stripped off the pants he’d just put on again, then pulled down his underwear too, squatting beside Doyoung’s face.

Come to think of it, there was porridge there too. Seungbin had been excited, making porridge to feed Doyoung—yet it hadn’t even been touched. Seungwoo snorted softly. You could tell without even looking how distracted they’d been, stuck together fucking.

“Mmm…….”

Fresh off his orgasm, Doyoung let out a small moan. Panting, he turned his eyes to Seungwoo, who crouched beside him. Between Seungwoo’s legs, the long-hanging cock and balls slid into Doyoung’s view. The balls that had stood out so strongly when he’d watched Seungwoo undress were right in front of him now, and the urge to suck surged even harder.

“Suck?”

Noticing his gaze, Seungwoo asked indifferently. Embarrassed but still drunk on sensation, Doyoung nodded.

Seungwoo rose and squatted over Doyoung’s head. A large ball-containing scrotum hung covering Doyoung’s face. Seungwoo shifted as if to put his cock into Doyoung’s mouth—

But before that, Doyoung stuck out his tongue and licked the hanging sac.

“…….”

Seungwoo looked down at him without a word. He watched Doyoung—eyes closed, mouth open—obediently licking his balls. Small lips were parted, pressed to the wrinkled skin. With long lashes trembling, Doyoung sucked eagerly. It looked like his first time, yet his tongue work was painstakingly devoted.

“Don’t do it like that. Put it in your mouth.”

Seungwoo said, his voice surprisingly gentle. Doyoung flinched, then opened wider and drew the pouch with the balls into his mouth in one go. The thin, stretchy skin sucked in, and the heavy balls inside came with it. With his mouth full, Doyoung rolled them with his tongue and sucked.

A man’s balls—something he’d never sucked before—felt strange and fun. Maybe because it was a part he didn’t have.

“You’re good at it.”

As if praising him, Seungwoo stroked Doyoung’s hair. With one ball in his mouth, Doyoung barely lifted his eyelids to look at Seungwoo. Meeting the gaze looking down at him—seemingly indifferent, but carrying a faint smile—made him unbearably embarrassed. Seungwoo looked far more intense from down here than when he was simply being looked at.

“Suck harder. As much as you can, but keep your teeth off.”

Doyoung did as he was told, trying his best not to let his teeth touch. The wet sex gave off an obscene smell. That distinct scent that only came from a man made Doyoung even more excited.

“Huu, huh…….”

Seungwoo breathed hotly. At some point, the hand that had been stroking Doyoung’s hair tightened into a grip, tugging his hair. With his other hand, he began to stroke the cock that was starting to harden.

“So fucking obscene.”

Watching hyung and Doyoung, Seungbin muttered softly. Through Seungwoo’s spread thighs, Doyoung’s face with his balls in his mouth was on full display. When Seungbin moved his body roughly, the cock inside Doyoung’s pussy began to twitch violently.

“Fuck.”

A curse spilled from Seungwoo. He gripped the cock that was filling with the urge to cum and jerked it frantically. At the same time, Seungbin began snapping his hips even more violently.

“Uhk, hk! Uuuhk!”

With his mouth completely full, Doyoung couldn’t even moan properly. Thanks to Seungbin driving him so roughly, he couldn’t even suck the balls he was holding—he could only shake, helplessly.

Soon, inside Doyoung’s pussy, Seungbin’s cock began to spasm. The cockhead that had been mercilessly battering the mouth of his womb spilled hot fluid.

“Heup!”

At the same time, cum splashed onto Doyoung’s face. With Doyoung holding his balls in his mouth, Seungwoo jerked his cock and came all over Doyoung’s face. Thick, white liquid fell in heavy drops, covering him. The sticky fluid that hit his long lashes washed his vision in milky white.

““Keuut, keu…….”

Seungbin let out a full-voiced groan, drowning in the pleasure as he finished. Even after cumming, he rubbed his cockhead against Doyoung’s cervix, savoring the afterglow. Seungwoo, who’d come on Doyoung’s face, also rubbed his flushed cockhead with his thumb, catching his breath. Feeling Seungbin’s cum soaking into his womb, Doyoung slowly let his body go slack.

Rising, Seungwoo pulled his balls out of Doyoung’s mouth and then rubbed the cockhead against Doyoung’s face, which was smeared with semen. Doyoung, limp from taking a man’s cum, stuck his tongue out as if by instinct, searching for Seungwoo’s cockhead sliding over his cheek. When Seungwoo lifted his cock and offered it, Doyoung licked the smooth tip like a baby kitten drinking milk.

“You like men’s cock that much? Just seeing it makes you go crazy wanting to suck?”

At Seungwoo’s words, Doyoung scrunched his face in shame, but the cock was so sweet he couldn’t stop moving his tongue.

“Yesterday, struggling so much when fucking your throat pussy. Became a total slut overnight.”

Doyoung slowly blinked, lashes stuck together with semen, his eyes barely opening. Throat pussy sounded oddly unfamiliar, like a phrase that didn’t quite belong.

“You didn’t know? While you were asleep, we took turns cumming into your throat pussy.”

“Ah….”

Doyoung let out a small, helpless sound. ‘So that’s why…’. No wonder his throat had hurt like it was tearing. Only then did he fully realize they’d kept going even while he slept.

“Stop sucking my cock. I’ll put it down below for you.”

At Seungwoo’s words, Doyoung pulled his tongue away from the tip he’d been licking. Seungwoo rose from above his head and shifted position. When Seungwoo approached, Seungbin slipped out from between Doyoung’s legs and yielded the spot.

And then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, Seungbin started to head for the space above Doyoung’s head.

“Wanna fuck him together?”

At Seungwoo’s question, Seungbin brightened, delighted.

“Oh. Should we?”