TSOTI – Chapter 3.3

As Seungbin said that, he and Seungwoo lifted Doyoung’s body high together. As if perfectly synchronized, the two of them slammed him down with all their strength onto their cocks. The massive twin shafts punched up through his just-spent pussy and rammed against his cervix, and Doyoung’s body convulsed like he was having a seizure.

“Mmmng, ngh. Mmmngh.”

The two men worked together, shaking Doyoung’s body like mad. He rocked at a rapid pace, completely limp, mouth hanging open, with his tongue lolling out. When he threw his head back, a line of sweat slid down his long neck. His pale skin was flushed red, slick with sweat, making him look even more sensual.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking good. Your pussy tastes so fucking good, I want to tear it all apart.”

Grinding against him and shaking his body, Seungwoo whispered. His brows were drawn tight, glaring at Doyoung as if he wanted to devour him. Doyoung was far too lost even to notice that gaze—his reason completely gone as another wave of pleasure surged through him. The two cocks pressed together, grinding and crushing each other inside the narrow passage.

“Pussy. Can I tear your pussy apart? Hng, tear your pussy…… make your womb pregnant and turn it into a slut womb?”

Seungwoo’s voice rang in Doyoung’s ears. The filthy words he poured out were so obscene that they only made Doyoung even more aroused.

“Aah! Get my womb pregnant! Turn my pussy womb into a slut’s!”

Doyoung screamed, drunk on pleasure—shouting so loudly the whole yard rang with it, his face lewd beyond measure.

“Fuck.”

Seungwoo’s face twisted viciously. At the same time, his grip on Doyoung’s thigh tightened. Pale flesh flushed bright red in the shape of his hand. Gripping hard enough to feel like he might crush it, Seungwoo slammed Doyoung’s body down violently.

“Hngh!”

Once again, fluid burst from Doyoung’s cock. Juice spilled not only from his cock but from his pussy as well, gushing out between the two shafts.

“Ghh.”

“Kht.”

Seungwoo and Seungbin came at the same time. Holding Doyoung’s thighs, they kept their cocks buried deep and unloaded freely inside his pussy. The two cocks throbbed wildly as they ejaculated inside him, trembling as they filled every last space. The sensation of the swelling shafts quivering and pressing against his inner walls was transmitted clearly through his body.

“Huu, huu…….”

“Shit… haa…”

The two men groaned hotly as they came. Their bodies were drenched in sweat, reeking strongly of male musk, completely overtaken by instinct. Doyoung’s body slackened again as his orgasm ended. Releasing the tight clench in his pussy, he luxuriated in the feeling of cock filling him all the way up to his womb.

“Aheungh. Ngh… it feels so good… mmmh.”

Doyoung murmured with an idiotic smile. His pleasure-struck face, the soft, happy smile on his lips, stole both men’s gazes. He looked so docile, so innocent—yet what he did was filthy beyond belief. He spoke openly about loving cock, and when he swallowed men’s cum, he smiled crudely.

That was exactly what made him unbearably lovable. The two of them were falling deeper and deeper for Doyoung.

“Pussy hyung. Did it feel that good?”

Seungbin bent down and kissed one of Doyoung’s cheeks. At the same time, Seungwoo pressed a kiss to the other cheek. Their eyes as they kissed him were full of affection.

“Mmh… it felt good.”

“I liked it too, hyung. Eating your pussy outside like this got me so worked up I couldn’t hold back.”

Seungbin kept kissing Doyoung’s cheek, flicking his tongue up to lick his ear as he whispered. Doyoung accepted their kisses with a shy, happy smile.

“Good job, pussy.”

Seungwoo whispered as well. It was impossibly gentle for someone who’d been spitting such harsh words during sex. Doyoung’s heart began to flutter at that tone. The lips brushing his ear sent a rush of heat through his body.

“Hyung. Your pussy’s fluttering again.”

Because it felt too good, his shameless pussy twitched on its own, unable to hide his feelings. Seungbin laughed and teased him as his cock stirred again. Embarrassed, Doyoung flushed and rolled his big eyes around. He’d already come four times, yet still wanting more made him feel unbearably obscene.

“Still not enough, hyung? Want me to put more cock juice in your pussy?”

Like a mother gently asking a baby who’d just finished eating if he wanted more, Seungbin asked in a soft voice. Too embarrassed to answer honestly, Doyoung chewed on his lip before finally nodding shyly.

Both men burst out laughing. He was so cute it was driving them insane.

“Then let’s go inside and keep going. If we stay out here, hyung’s going to be too worn out.”

Smack. Seungbin tilted his head and kissed Doyoung. Doyoung could only smile shyly at the soft lips that touched and pulled away.

“We’ll lower you. Hold on tight to our shoulders.”

They lifted Doyoung by the thighs. The two cocks that had been buried in his pussy split apart like a peeled banana. Cock and slick that had pooled inside him spilled out in a rush.

“Hngh.”

After pulling out, the two of them carefully set Doyoung down in the yard. After being held aloft and fucked so roughly for so long, his body wobbled the moment his feet hit the ground. Worried he might fall, both men grabbed him at the same time. Doyoung ended up pressed tightly against them.

“Ah…”

He let out a small sound. Their bodies pressed together through his wet clothes felt incredibly good. He could feel their warmth, their rapidly beating hearts. Being with the two of them suddenly felt very real.

Smiling softly, Doyoung willingly buried his face into Seungbin’s and Seungwoo’s chests. His cheek burned where it was pressed against their solid muscles. His own heart was pounding just as hard as theirs.

***

Late at night, after the sun had set and the black sky had filled with moonlight. Doyoung sat on the yard platform with the two men. Empty beer cans were scattered around, with unopened ones chilling in water. Beside the platform sat a barbecue grill with the fire completely burned out, a few half-eaten pieces of meat still resting on the grate.

The sex that had started during the daytime water fight in the yard had continued all the way into the evening. Exhausted, Doyoung had fallen asleep with a cock still buried in his pussy, and Seungbin—who needed to prepare dinner for him—finished things by coming inside Doyoung’s pussy one last time.

While Seungbin prepared the barbecue for dinner, Seungwoo carried Doyoung—out cold, like he’d passed out—to the bathroom and carefully washed him. They’d come so much that no matter how much he rinsed, cum kept leaking out of Doyoung’s pussy. And not just his pussy—his anus too. Then again, with two virile men constantly stuffing and pounding both holes, it was hardly surprising.

After washing him, Seungwoo brought Doyoung back and meticulously applied medicine. Worried about inflammation, he carefully spread mucosal ointment inside both Doyoung’s pussy and anus. In the process, he could feel just how exposed and stretched Doyoung’s anus had become. With two cocks shoved in at once—or a fist—almost daily, it was inevitable.

At this rate, it might never fully close again. It was made to take cock anyway, so maybe it didn’t matter if it stayed open, but it would cause problems in daily life. He should probably buy diapers. At least then Doyoung could function normally with that gaping hole.

“What is it? Why are you grinning to yourself, hyung?”

Lost in imagining Doyoung in diapers, Seungwoo hadn’t noticed Seungbin coming in and was smiling alone. Shrugging like it was nothing, Seungwoo began rolling Doyoung from his stomach onto his back.

“Wow. Hyung, Doyoung’s ass is even more stretched now. This thing really won’t close anymore.”

At Seungbin’s comment, Seungwoo replied flatly.

“I was already planning to buy diapers.”

Seungbin nodded without much reaction.

“Yeah. That sounds good.”

Seungbin also imagined Doyoung in diapers for a moment. Skinny everywhere else, belly filled with cock—he’d look ridiculously cute in one. With his pale skin and youthful face, he might actually look like a baby.

“We should place the order right away. It’s tomorrow, right? When supplies come in.”

Seungwoo silently nodded.

“Should we wake Hyung now? He needs to eat.”

Seungbin was more serious about Doyoung’s meals than anyone. He joked that Doyoung needed to gain weight because their cocks hurt from hitting bone—but really, it was because he cared. He wanted Doyoung to get healthier, at least while he was staying here. Of course, with how nonstop they fucked him, that was unlikely—but at least he could make sure he ate well.

“Let him sleep a little more.”

“Yeah, sure.”

Seungbin sat down next to Seungwoo. The two of them ended up sitting side by side, staring blankly at the sleeping Doyoung. His face, unaware of anything, looked pure like a baby’s.

“Hyung, isn’t he really pretty?”

Seungbin spoke first. Seungwoo just listened.

“He’s so fucking lovable it drives me crazy. Especially when he comes during sex. Every time he comes, I get so turned on I feel like I’ll lose it.”

Seungwoo didn’t answer—but he felt the same. Even before coming to this island, he’d slept with plenty of men. To him, sex had never been particularly exciting; he was usually detached.

Even after moving to the island and running the lodging, he’d slept with several people—but Doyoung was different. He was the only one who’d ever aroused him like this. He’d never once felt that boiling, overwhelming ecstasy at the moment of climax.

“What is it? What the hell is making me this horny?”

Seungwoo found it strange too. Maybe it was because Doyoung had both a cock and a pussy.

The day he’d seen Doyoung masturbating, he’d felt the urge to sleep with someone first—for the first time.

Maybe it was because of that unusual physical secret. But that wasn’t all. The fact that he hadn’t gotten tired of it even after two weeks of nonstop sex was strange in itself.

The more he did it, the more aroused he got. After coming, he immediately wanted to do it again. Just brushing against Doyoung’s skin, just smelling him, made his cock hard.

That made it clear—this wasn’t just about Doyoung’s body. If it were only that, he would’ve gotten bored long ago. The fact that he was still this obsessed meant there had to be another reason.

“Are you the same? Do you get crazy horny just looking at this hyung, too?”

Seungwoo let out a small snort of laughter. He didn’t answer, but Seungbin felt like he knew the answer.

“Huh? Not answering?”

“Let’s wake him up and eat.”

“Wow. Dodging the question.”

Seungbin kept teasing him. Seungwoo laughed once, unimpressed, and stood up.

“You really are not going to answer till the end?”

Ignoring Seungbin’s pestering, Seungwoo lowered his eyelids lazily and spoke in his usual flat tone.

“Come out slowly. I’ll go out first and have a smoke.”

The three of them grilled and ate a ton of meat for dinner, then—as always—started drinking. Summer nights on the isolated island were quiet and atmospheric.

It was a night with an unusually bright moon. From afar came the occasional sound of waves crashing against rocks, and the breeze passing through the yard carried the salty scent of the sea, gently rustling the grass.

Behind the house, bamboo stalks knocked softly against each other in the wind, and a small summer insect crept cautiously along the moon-soaked stone wall. Only the laughter and chatter of the three of them broke the silence, lighting up a small part of the island.

Doyoung’s once-pale face was flushed red, carrying the sweet scent of alcohol. He’d been drinking nonstop without a break.

“Hyung. Can’t you feed me some snacks too?”

Seungbin, who’d been glued to Doyoung’s side, feeding him, said with a whiny tone.

“Hm?”

“I want you to feed me snacks, too. I want you to put them in my mouth yourself.”

With Seungbin pushing his handsome face close as he spoke, Doyoung’s face flushed. He’d been the one being fed all this time, so maybe it wouldn’t hurt to do it once, even if it was embarrassing.

“What do you want?”

“Hmm… dried filefish?”

There were several dried snacks on the table, but the filefish was placed just out of Doyoung’s reach, meaning he had to get up. He leaned forward, bending at the waist, and reached for it.

Naturally, his ass lifted. Wearing short dolphin shorts, his back was fully exposed. The thin fabric clung tightly to his bare pussy—no underwear—clearly outlining the plump folds and the slit between them.

Prod.

Seeing that, Seungwoo and Seungbin burst out laughing. Doyoung, obliviously flashing his pussy, was filthy and adorable at the same time. Completely unaware, he struggled desperately to grab the snack. Seungwoo slapped his exposed ass hard.

Smack.

“—!”

Startled, Doyoung jolted. Rubbing his stinging ass, he turned his head—and saw Seungwoo grinning at him.

“That hurts. What are you doing?”

“Weren’t you sticking your ass out asking to be slapped?”

“I was just grabbing a snack—”

“Doesn’t look like it. Looks like you’re sticking it out on purpose, asking me to smell your pussy.”

Before Doyoung could respond, Seungwoo buried his face straight into Doyoung’s ass. Doyoung jolted in surprise but didn’t push him away.

“H-hey, stop. That tickles. It tickles.”

“Doesn’t sound like something you should say when you’re reeking of pussy.”

Seungwoo shoved his nose between the split flesh and inhaled deeply, his chest swelling. Doyoung felt like he was going to die of embarrassment. The warmth of Seungwoo’s breath seeping through the thin fabric made him squirm.

“Mmmh… Seungwoo, stop. Stooop…”

Even as he begged him to stop, Doyoung kept lifting his ass, feeling good. Seeing that, Seungbin jumped in too.

“Hyung. Me too. I want to smell Doyoung hyung’s pussy too.”

At Seungbin’s whining, Seungwoo laughed and moved aside. Seungbin immediately replaced him, burying his face where Seungwoo had been. He pressed his face into Doyoung’s gaping pussy hole and inhaled the scent to his heart’s content.

“Fuck, my mouth’s watering.”

Seungbin lifted his face with a blissful expression. Even though Seungwoo had washed him thoroughly after sex, the smell hadn’t completely disappeared—Doyoung’s pussy had such a strong scent that its faint, fishy note still lingered.

“Can’t Hyung just take his pants off and drink with us? I want to have a drink while smelling Hyung’s pussy.”

Seungbin took it a step further than Seungwoo. Doyoung protested shyly, but Seungbin was already pulling his shorts down.

“Ah, no!”

In an instant, Doyoung’s shorts were yanked off. When the short dolphin pants caught on his thighs, his bare pussy—no underwear—was exposed, raw and unfiltered before the two men. After they had pressed their faces in and smelled it…