TSOTI – Chapter 1.7

Seungwoo ignored Doyoung’s pleas with ease, rolling his hips as he persistently rubbed at his clit. Each time the tender folds were crushed and ground beneath his fingers, Doyoung’s vision flickered, blinking in and out. Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, he drifted in and out of awareness, his fingers and toes curling tight.

“Heuut, heut! St-stop. Stop. Heuuut, heut.”

“If you’re gonna freak out because it feels good, then what am I supposed to do when you tell me to stop?”

Though Seungwoo’s taunting words sounded cold, they weren’t entirely devoid of warmth. He was humiliating Doyoung with filthy language, yet the corner of his mouth curved upward faintly.

He was enjoying Doyoung’s reactions. Every time he hurled degrading insults, calling him dirty and cheap, he liked the way Doyoung’s face twisted up. It made him want to torment him more—to see him cry and cling to him in an even more endearing way.

“Haeuut!”

Seungwoo’s cock thrusts up inside him again. In the narrow passage, the two bodies pressed together, sucking at each other obscenely. The slick, swollen walls—puffed up from everything that had come before—wrapped greedily around the cock, while the thrusting shaft, driven to a fever pitch, swelled thick and hard.

The sharply defined ridge of the glans scraped back and forth inside the tight hole, raking out what semen remained. Every time Seungwoo moved his hips, semen dribbled out of Doyoung’s pussy. It was the male instinct—to erase another’s trace and leave only his own. The filthy reproductive urge to fill the female’s womb with nothing but his seed.

“If you really hate it, try pushing me away. I’ll pull my cock out.”

As he said that, Seungwoo lifted both hands. Even then, his hips kept moving fluidly, spearing into Doyoung’s pussy.

With the stimulation to his clit gone, Doyoung managed to catch his breath a little. But that didn’t mean it was easy to endure. Each time the heavy mass slammed painfully into the mouth of his womb, it felt so good his mind threatened to blank out.

“Heuut, heut. Heuuut, heut.”

Seeing Doyoung not pushing him away at all—rather, whining with his tongue peeking out in pleasure—Seungwoo snorted softly. He brought his fingers, slick with pussy juice, up to his mouth. While his cock devoured Doyoung’s pussy, his mouth sucked the juices clinging to his fingers.

Even while suffering, Doyoung stared fixedly at Seungwoo, sucking his fingers. Amid his wavering vision, that image alone stayed sharp. His cock, which had drooped slightly after coming, sprang back to full hardness. Every single thing Seungwoo did was unbearably arousing to him.

“Your cock’s hard again? Just fucking your pussy and it won’t stay down?”

Lowering his hand from his mouth, Seungwoo smacked Doyoung’s stiff cock hard.

“Ahhng!”

Doyoung cried out in shock. The pain shooting from his cock made his lower belly seize painfully—but with the stimulation flooding his pussy, he couldn’t even properly feel the pain.

“You said you were a virgin, but your pussy’s like a rag. And your cock keeps standing up like some street whore’s.”

Doyoung’s face crumpled as if he were about to burst into tears. The humiliation in Seungwoo’s taunts was unbearable; it made him want to cry.

Unlike Seungbin, who had been gentle the whole time, Seungwoo kept tormenting him with filthy words. Each time, Doyoung felt a deep sting of hurt. From the very beginning, the one he’d wanted was Seungwoo. That made it all the more painful, tears welling up again and again.

“Why are you sucking so hard? Going crazy ‘cause you can’t get cock? Or is your front pussy not enough—want me to fuck your back one too?”

Seungwoo reached his hand behind, feeling along the base of the cock buried inside Doyoung’s pussy. His long fingers slid down the slick shaft, then pushed their way into the pussy already packed tight with cock.

“Heup!”

In an instant, fingers were shoved inside alongside the cock. The fingers, lined up next to it, wriggled and moved within the heat.

“N-no! If you put your fingers in too…!”

Seungwoo’s fingers moved busily inside Doyoung’s pussy. Twisting his wrist, he coated every inch of them in slick juices. Each time, Doyoung jerked helplessly, struggling, tears beading at the corners of his eyes as strained moans slipped out.

“Heut.”

The fingers withdrew quickly. Seungwoo moved them deeper—toward a place between the round cheeks, into the deep valley there.

“Heuuup, eup!”

His finger pushed into Doyoung’s anus. With no preparation at all, it forced open the tight, dry hole and began rubbing inside. Doyoung’s body jolted violently. From a place never touched before came an overwhelming shock of sensation.

Seungwoo’s finger persistently traced the inside, widening the space. Through the thin wall, the wriggling movement was transmitted even to the pussy clamped around his cock.

“You’re already feeling it back here? And I only put a finger in.”

One corner of Seungwoo’s mouth curled up. He enjoyed the way the inner walls of the tight rectum clung around his fingertip as he rubbed.

“Hhng, th-that… that’s weird, weird…! Hhng!”

“Just weird? Not good?”

Seungwoo snapped his hips upward. His cock toyed with Doyoung’s pussy while his finger drilled into his ass. When the cock hammered inside, Doyoung stuck his tongue out, loving it. The finger moving inside his anus felt strange—but the cock moving inside his pussy felt obscenely good.

“Heup!”

The finger that had been playing inside him suddenly pulled out. Before Doyoung could even catch his breath, Seungwoo’s cock slid out too, scraping along the inner wall.

“Heuut!”

Seungwoo lifted Doyoung’s thigh and began rubbing his cock—slick with pussy juices—against the rim of his anus. Doyoung’s mind spun chaotically. A flicker of fear crossed his thoughts. It looked like he really meant to put it in there. His lifted ass burned, flushing hot.

“Euuung……!”

Seungwoo truly began pushing his cock into Doyoung’s anus. Thanks to being thoroughly coated in juices, the thick shaft slipped easily into the narrow hole.

“Aheung, ah!”

The moment the massive head forced the hole open and slipped inside, Doyoung screamed and froze. It was a completely different sensation from his pussy—foreign and overwhelming in his belly. An organ made for expulsion was being filled instead. The huge mass asserted its presence, spreading his rectum as it shoved in deep.

“N-no! I don’t want it!”

With a cock entering a place he’d never even imagined, Doyoung twisted in terror. A cock in his anus instead of his pussy was beyond imagination. Instinctively rejecting it, he tried to pull away, drawing his body back—only for Seungwoo to clamp down hard on his thigh.

“Why? Is this off-limits?”

His voice was flat. Trembling, on the verge of tears, Doyoung answered.

“Th-that place… it’s scary. Putting it there is…”

“I want this part of you.”

Seungwoo leaned in close. The predatory look in his eyes made Doyoung’s breath catch painfully in his throat.

“Your virgin pussy already got taken by someone else. I want to be the one to break in your back hole, too. Still no?”

Doyoung’s eyes shook helplessly. The words—wanting his first—made his chest flutter for no reason at all.

Seungwoo’s gaze was so serious that it made it worse. The fact that he truly wanted Doyoung’s first time there hit him so hard his heart felt like it might stop.

“Really can’t?”

Doyoung bit his lip. Even just taking his pussy like that was unbearable—yet he couldn’t bring himself to reject Seungwoo.

“Th-then… please… be gentle… heup!”

Before his consent even fully fell, Seungwoo’s cock shoved back in.

“Heuup, heut!”

The tears pooled in Doyoung’s eyes spilled down in a rush. An indescribable, vicious foreignness filled his entire belly, throwing him into confusion.

Seungwoo’s cock was buried deep inside him. His bent-back waist felt like it might snap. Below his navel, a round bulge rose up. Realizing that was where Seungwoo’s cock sat inside him sent a jolt of fear through Doyoung. The cock writhed inside his belly, occupying a place he’d never imagined, churning him from within.

“Heuuuu, ah……! Heuut, heut!”

Seungwoo slowly pulled back, savoring the tighter, even more delicious inner flesh of the anal pussy as he drew his cock out. Leaving just the head inside, he withdrew the shaft—then slammed back in fast. Inside the anus, which gripped far harder than his pussy, the cock hammered brutally.

“Aaaa, eung!”

Doyoung screamed. It felt like his belly might tear open, as the cock inside might burst straight through his stomach. He thrashed helplessly.

As if it weren’t enough that his pussy had been taken by Seungbin, his anus was now being opened by Seungwoo right after. His body, still heavy with the afterglow of climax, shuddered in fresh agony. The first insertion had been violent; the way he was being spread open was cruel.

Tears streamed down his cheeks. Seungwoo’s movements only grew rougher.

“Ah, no. Heuut, that too much, heuuuk, heuk.”

Doyoung begged, sounding like he might pass out. Then Seungbin—who’d given up his thigh—began soothing him, just like Seungwoo had earlier. He wiped the tears from Doyoung’s shaking face and patted his chest.

Even so, Doyoung couldn’t endure it, twisting and struggling. Seungbin’s cock—already spent but still stiff—rubbed mercilessly against Doyoung’s wet hair. Even after cumming once, it kept twitching insistently.

“It’s okay. It’s okay, hyung. Just hold on a little. It’ll be okay soon.”

He kept comforting him without pause. Crying and suffering, Doyoung rubbed his face against Seungbin’s hand.

“Don’t cry. When you cry, men get even more turned on. I couldn’t hold back either—seeing you cry makes me lose my mind and go wild.”

Despite Seungbin’s words, Doyoung couldn’t calm down. When his hands reached toward Seungwoo on their own, Seungbin stopped them. With both hands held, Doyoung thrashed—and Seungbin kissed him. Gasping, Doyoung tangled tongues with him while being impaled by Seungwoo.

Seeing Doyoung kiss Seungbin made Seungwoo’s cock harden even more. Keeping his gaze fixed on the two of them kissing, he continued pounding his hips. The sight of Doyoung clamping his cock while kissing another man was intensely arousing. The wet sounds of tongues tangling mixed with the sounds of his ass being fucked, echoing across the open wooden hall.

Deep night. The sparsely populated island was utterly quiet. With only the occasional chirp of insects, three men lay tangled together, their cocks bared. The breeze from the beach cooled their sweat-soaked bodies. Under the bright firelight, their slick skin gleamed.

“Fuck.”

THUD.

Seungwoo’s cock stabbed deep into Doyoung’s belly. Doyoung shoved Seungbin away mid-kiss and bucked. Seungwoo leaned down, lifting his muscular hips high and slamming them down, driving in and out of Doyoung’s anus.

The head of his cock kept jabbing near the perineum. Each time the same spot was stimulated, Doyoung’s ass jumped. His sensations grew more and more confusing—good yet bad, bad yet good—until that unknowable feeling took over his entire belly.

“Ah, no! That’s weird, weird, heuut!”

Suddenly, a burning sensation surged up inside him. A sharp jolt like an electric shock sparked deep within, and then his whole body began trembling uncontrollably.

In that instant, liquid spurted from the tip of his cock. Without a single touch, his cock began spewing wildly.

“Heuuung, eung! Aheung, ah……!”

Doyoung bucked, letting out lewd cries. His face twisted grotesquely as his cock, pouring out pale fluid, reared up again and again. With his shaking body, the milky liquid splattered across his belly. As he came from his cock, his anus chewed down mercilessly on the cock, filling it. The painful bite of his sphincter made Seungwoo’s face crumple.

“Fuck…….”

Seungwoo straightened his torso, lifting Doyoung’s lower body as he kept fucking. At the same time, he slapped down hard on the cock spurting semen. Cumming and being struck, Doyoung screamed like he was dying. It wasn’t a scream of pure pain—he was feeling pleasure equal to, if not greater than, the pain.

It was too much. Far too much to endure. From the ass being drilled to the cock being beaten, everything felt so good he couldn’t stand it.

“Aheung! Ah……!”

With that final, drawn-out scream, Doyoung’s thrashing stilled. Like when he’d cum from his pussy earlier, he went slack with his tongue hanging out. Seeing his face gone so lewd, Seungwoo clenched his teeth. He wrapped both arms around Doyoung’s slim thighs and began snapping his hips faster.

“Eung, euung. Eung. Heuuung, eung.”

Doyoung’s voice was unbearably sticky. After cumming once from having his prostate hit, he felt nothing but pleasure now. The cock plunging in and out tasted good. Each messy thrust sent him reeling with bliss.

“Ah, ah! So good! So good! Euung, cock feels so good! Euuung!”

It felt that good—Doyoung rolled his eyes back, desperately chasing the cock. That vulgar motion and voice made Seungwoo’s vision go white.

His breathing grew ragged. Sweat poured down like rain. Even the cold sea breeze couldn’t cool his burning body. The old wooden floor creaked loudly, groaning as if it might collapse.

“Fuck!”

Soon, semen burst from Seungwoo’s cock. At the moment of climax, he flung Doyoung’s legs aside, leaned down, and found his lips.

“Heung…….”

He plunged into Doyoung’s melted mouth, kissing him roughly. As he filled Doyoung’s belly with his semen, he sucked on his tongue like he meant to swallow it whole. Warmth spread deep inside, and Doyoung’s body melted even further. Seungwoo’s hot breath brushed his eardrum; the faint scent of a man’s sweat teased his senses.

Doyoung’s eyes slid shut. Feeling the warm liquid filling him completely, he shivered softly.