Young Master Choi || Yeonbin (R)

Chapter 31 : Chuseok Festival (V)

[NSFW - consensual]

After an exhaustive preparation, Choi Soobin positioned himself in front of the Young Master's entrance, and although impatient, still made sure to cautiously push in lest he hurt his hyung-nim.

Choi Yeonjun threw his head back in response, his walls tightly enfolding the solid girth. Contrary to Choi Soobin's purpose, his self-restraint only caused the Young Master feel his movements all the more, which consequently made it difficult for the latter to loosen up.

Halfway in, Choi Soobin grunted, "You're gonna end up snapping me in two."

Choi Yeonjun thus opened his legs wider, panting, "What... what should I... do?"

"Relax." Whispered the male, his voice raspy.

Choi Yeonjun thence took a deep breath, and in the next second, Choi Soobin rammed his entirety in one swift motion, garnering himself a loud cry from the Young Master. Now brimmed with Choi Soobin's erection, Choi Yeonjun's walls re-contracted the moment his prostate was hit.

"You're tensing up again, hyung." Reminded the disciple.

However, Choi Yeonjun had no time to sound him a reply, for in that same instance, Choi Soobin began pounding into him relentlessly. The Young Master grew dishevelled in no time thereupon, his moans and whimpers harmonizing with the sound of wet flesh clapping in quick succession.

Choi Soobin captured his mouth, then slid his tongue in and swirled around every nook and cranny. He sucked on the Young Master's lip, then bit it in his elation. He then wandered to the man's neck, there he left two or three marks, then proceeded to his chest, and trailed several more petals.

Choi Yeonjun felt the disciple return next to his ear, and he heard him sigh, "You want to know something?"

Choi Yeonjun could barely even suppress his moans, much less utter a reply, and so Choi Soobin went on, "Every time I hit this place," his thrust fierce, "You would tighten up... and if I continue to hit it like this,"

Choi Yeonjun looked at him, tears had long slipped away to the sheets.

"It would start to soften." Choi Soobin clenched his teeth. His drive showed no signs of abating, even when beads of sweat began to take form in the scorching heat of eroticism. Forcing a smile in spite of the scowl, he asked, "Do you feel it now?"

Choi Yeonjun nodded, feeling the depths of his body stretching open at every thrust.

Choi Soobin thus straightened his back and supported the man's hips, then shoved upward, where he reached the inmost part of Choi Yeonjun.

"Ahh!"

The moment this disciple's shaft hit the back of his walls, shivers went rampant like lightning, coursing from his toes all the way up to his head. Choi Yeonjun felt spasms in his abdomen, but he was being ruthlessly pounded that he had no time to form his words aside from the cries which came along every thrust.

With his gland getting incessantly beaten like there would be no tomorrow, "S- soob... nghh, haa!" He could only moan.

The disciple quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming even more forceful and eager, wherein the next countless beats, Choi Yeonjun ultimately released the heat that had been boiling in his stomach, and Choi Soobin promptly pulled out the instant he climaxed.

His hand went to grip their members together, and similar to what they had done a few moments ago, he started stroking. Except, this time was to squeeze every last drop of their fluid out.

"That's a lot." Cited the disciple, his eyes observing the Young Master's member which kept spurting. "Looks like somebody enjoyed himself." Chuckled he.