“Today, how about we stay inside, ahh, all day doing this?”
Kim Jiho, staring at Yeon Woojeong while poking his bottom, snorted. Yeon Woojeong raised his eyebrows, and Kim Jiho leaned down and kissed Yeon Woojeong’s nose.
“Mr. Yeon.”
After calling him, Kim Jiho smiled, narrowly closing his eyes and pulling up the corners of his lips. It was as if he found something funny. Yeon Woojeong couldn’t tell what was on Kim Jiho’s mind, but that was a very cute smile. Yeon Woojeong stroked Kim Jiho’s cheek with his palm.
“Ah…! Hhh, yes, there.”
They could find each other’s erogenous zones with their eyes closed. Yeon Woojeong’s inside, which was invaded by Kim Jiho’s fingers, throbbed with familiarity. Yeon Woojeong rubbed his calf against Kim Jiho’s shoulder. Letting out short breaths, he arched up and down his toes.
“Haahh, it’s, enough.”
“Yeah.”
Kim Jiho let out the breath he had been holding in before lifting Yeon Woojeong’s legs and wrapping them around his waist. His erect penis came into contact with Yeon Woojeong’s hole. Yeon Woojeong tightened his legs around Kim Jiho’s waist. He could clearly feel it when his penis slowly made its way inside him. It still felt uncomfortable at first. But by the time it was halfway in, the penis pressed against every inch of his inner flesh, causing him to tighten up.
“Haahh…”
“Hmmm.”
They breathed out at the same time before bringing their lips together and then parting. It had been such a long time since they had locked their bodies together. Yeon Woojeong cupped Kim Jiho’s cheeks and looked at every inch of his face. Long eyelashes and obvious double eyelids, clear eyes and beautiful lines on the corners of his eyes, the tiny mole under his eye, the refined bridge of his nose… He kissed the tip of Kim Jiho’s nose.
Kim Jiho slowly moved his hips. The sticky inner flesh felt like it was going to come off along his penis, but then he pushed it back in. Ah, this was it. A feeling of being slowly submerged in water from the bottom up, and the water churned mercilessly in response to Kim Jiho’s movements.
“Ahh, aht!”
“Haa…”
Kim Jiho’s cheek touched Yeon Woojeong’s cheek. He turned his head, kissing Yeon Woojeong’s ear, and then began to rock his hips fast. Their skins slapped against each other. The gaping hole clenched tight at his penis. The erect penis mercilessly rammed the softening inner walls.
“… Ugh, haa.”
Kim Jiho’s moans drifted into Yeon Woojeong’s ear. It was the kind that he tried to hold back, but couldn’t. A voice rougher than usual that could only be heard at times like this. Kim Jiho’s warm hands roamed all over Yeon Woojeong’s body. It felt like red marks formed at every trace of his touch. Yeon Woojeong also passionately groped Kim Jiho’s body. He could feel Kim Jiho’s body under his uniform tensed up.
“Jiho, ah, huff, more, ahh!”
Kim Jiho lifted his head, looked straight down at Yeon Woojeong, and plunged his cock into him. Even as he rocked his body, the heated gaze was unmistakable. Kim Jiho moved his lips. The silent words were saying Yeon Woojeong’s name. Sometimes, Kim Jiho cried out his desire for Yeon Woojeong with his whole body. The unsaid torrent of Kim Jiho’s affection and yearning pressured his body. That pressure soon turned to pleasure, scratching his skin sharply.
Yeon Woojeong reached out, wrapped his arms around Kim Jiho’s body, pulled him closer, and rocked his hips. Their synchronized movements made constant sticky sounds. The pleasure exploded. Yeon Woojeong felt as if his whole body was submerged in pulsing pleasure. Gritting his teeth, Yeon Woojeong rubbed his forehead against Kim Jiho’s shoulder.
“Haa, nnh, hhht!”
“Hhh, ah… Mr. Yeon.”
Their intertwined bodies were racing toward the climax. Kim Jiho urgently sought out Yeon Woojeong’s lips, and their heated lips met in a hot kiss. Their intertwined tongues tangled together, and their lower bodies sought each other even more ferociously.
For a moment, Yeon Woojeong’s vision flashed white as if the cord that held him together had been snapped and reconnected. His body shuddered, and a sensation of pleasure beyond his ability to bear washed over his skin. He clung to Kim Jiho. Yeon Woojeong’s hands crumpled Kim Jiho’s military uniform.
With a crushed groan, his penis spurted cum. Kim Jiho gave a few thrusts into Yeon Woojeong’s quivering, basking in the afterglow, inside and then squeezed his eyes shut. His arms trembled as he braced himself against the sofa.
“Haahh…”
Yeon Woojeong slowly closed his eyes, opened them back, and then stared intently at Kim Jiho, who closed his eyes to enjoy the pleasure. The tips of his ears were red. It was a face weak from pleasure. A very erotic face, the one that couldn’t be hidden, and was shown candidly.
Kim Jiho opened his eyes. Before they knew it, the two kissed each other and shared their afterglow. Yeon Woojeong felt his body relaxed with the kiss. He belatedly noticed his spread legs were stiff. As he unwrapped his legs from Kim Jiho’s waist, Kim Jiho slowly pulled away and kissed Yeon Woojeong all over his face.
The two looked at each other in silence. Kim Jiho touched Yeon Woojeong’s ear, and Yeon Woojeong flicked Kim Jiho’s collar.
“This is my first time with a soldier.”
“Anything different?”
“Why? Will you wear it again if I say yes?”
“No.”
“How stern you are.”
Kim Jiho ducked his head and kissed Yeon Woojeong’s forehead. After that, he ran his finger down from Yeon Woojeong’s forehead to the tip of his nose and then rubbed his lips.
“Were you bored?”
“Yeah.”
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah.”
“Really?”
“I sleep well. It’s just that I have a hard time waking up in the morning. You spoiled me. I almost got late to work. I ignored all of my alarms because I thought someone would turn them off and wake me up.”
Yeon Woojeong complained, and Kim Jiho softly caressed his cheek with a smile on his face. He looked at Yeon Woojeong and touched him as if he were something precious, one that would break if he touched him wrong. It wasn’t bad to hear the clear worry and nagging from him.
“Break the habit for a while. I’ll wake you up every day when I come back.”
Kim Jiho whispered affectionately without knowing it. There was never a falsehood in his promises, and he always kept them. He was always eager to give Yeon Woojeong something. Yeon Woojeong was happy with it, knowing it didn’t come from a burden in Kim Jiho’s heart or indebtedness.
The boy really moved his heart without knowing, without intending it. Sometimes, Yeon Woojeong felt like he learned how to express and share his emotions through Kim Jiho. I have a long way to go to catch up. Such a thought occurred to him from time to time. How could he catch up with such a naturally sweet and loving child?
“Yeah.”
He pulled Kim Jiho’s neck and kissed him on the lips. The reunion after a short separation was overly sweet.