It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 113: He was thrusting so hard but planting soft kisses

Chapter 113: He was thrusting so hard but planting soft kisses

Was it weird that I actually got turned on by him using the ’fuck’ word? No, right? I mean, he was so hot and his voice was so sexy.

I could even cum from listening to him cuss.

Seojun did not wait for me to adjust to his size and pulled out till it was just the tip left. Then, just like before, he thrust all of it in, heavily, till it breached the limit Seojin had created.

I was literally gasping for air, feeling my entire body shudder.

My mouth was wide open, and my eyes rolled backward.

’Ah, so this is what he meant by being a little rough. It’s... Crazy.’ my eyes were taken over by the pleasure.

Who knew I would feel so good from being roughed up? Was I really a nymphomaniac? Did I just never know because I was struck by trauma all my life?

But a person couldn’t just transform into a nymphomaniac after having sex once, right? Was that possible?

Maybe it wasn’t. And maybe I was a living testimony to such a thing but what the hell, I was loving the breathtaking pleasure Seojun was inflicting on me.

Seojun pushed his cock in and even though it was all the way in, he still tried to push further, as if hoping for his balls to go in as well.

"Ahh! Ahh, it... It’s already all in." I said, "You’re crushing... Ah... my organs."

"Did I already reach that deep?" He asked and grinned. "I don’t think I’ll be able to get to your organs in this position." He said and suddenly raised my body along with his.

He was kneeling on the bed and had my leg wrapped around his body. I kept my hand on his shoulder and felt his cock going deeper.

’This position...’

"I think with this position, I’ll be able to hit even deeper than before." He said and pushed down my butt.

His cock went deep inside me and I felt the tip pushing at the walls of my stomach.

He was so deep inside. So deep that I could see the bulge on my stomach.

’Ah... How is this possible?’ I thought.

My body wouldn’t stop shuddering and twitching.

It was a little scary to think about but I had no time to even think of how scary it was when Seojun began to thrust in that position.

’Was this what he meant by doing ’mean’ things?’ I wondered. ’It’s too much. Too overwhelming and too exciting. I feel like my body is going to break any moment.’

He was thrusting so hard but planting soft kisses on my neck as if assuring me that he had not yet lost his mind.

’It’s scary but... Is it strange that I feel great about it? I’m actually enjoying it.’ I thought, my lips curling up. ’Have I simply lost my mind or is this also part of my preference?’

"You seem to be enjoying it." Seojun said after seeing the look on my face. "I’m glad."

"Y-yes. Ah...mph... Do more. Do me more, Seojun."

Yes, I had completely lost my mind.

Seojun got down from the bed while carrying me and walked towards the body-sized mirror on the wall. While he walked, his cock moved strangely in my hole and hit my prostate gland. And before I knew it, I came, all over his body.

He was wearing a shirt the whole time so after I ruined his shirt with my cum, I was sure he would finally take it off. But before that, he stood in front of it and turned so I could see my reflection in the mirror.

I was panting from my ejaculation and resting my head on his shoulder when he said,

"Take a look, Hyung. Look at the sort of expression you show when you’re driven by pleasure." He said and I raised my head.

I saw myself in the mirror, and my face flushed.

"Why... Why did you come to the mirror?" I asked and he smirked.

"Because Dongwoo Hyung is just so cute that I wanted him to see for himself." He said and kissed my cheek.

"Ah... Ahh!" I just came but my dick was already rising again.

Seojun was stimulating my insides and breaking any form of reasoning I had left.

It was madness.

"Dongwoo Hyung, you just came but you’re hard again." He whispered.

"And whose fault is it?" I asked still shivering. "S-Seojun," I called and he slightly frowned.

"You’re not going to ask me to stop, are you?" He asked but I shook my head.

"No, I..." My face flushed and my eyes showed little hearts of lust in them. "I want you to do me more. But first, I’m going to take off your shirt."

I wanted to see his chest. I wanted to grope them while he fucked my skull out of me.

"Then go ahead." He said, and I tried to take it up, but he would thrust, interrupting me as I had to cling to him, scared that I would fall. "Don’t worry, Hyung, I won’t let you fall." He said, and I made the attempt again.

But he just wouldn’t let me do it properly and kept fucking like I would run away from his reach.

I was able to take off his shirt and behold his amazing chest.

’Haah, the satisfaction.’ I thought.

"Dongwoo Hyung, you’re getting distracted." Seojun said and took my lips in his.

’No, let me feel your chest even more.’ I wanted to bury my head in his chest and grope that heavenly piece.

The door opened and Seojin walked in.

"I think I gave you two enough time to talk." He said and saw us by the window. "Oh ho! It seems you guys did a lot more than talking."

He stared at him as he approached with my hands finally on Seojun’s chest. He was still naked but his cock was limp.

"So, how did your talk go?" He asked and pressed his check on my back.

He reached for my chest and pinched my nipples.

"I presume it went well, seeing Matteo is in good spirit." He said and kissed my lips. "Hm, I think I’m going to get hard again, Hyung, what do I do?"

My eyes trailed down to his cock. The limp cock I saw a few seconds ago was no more and instead, there was a bulging cock threatening to consume my life force.

I raised my gaze and shuddered with yet another found excitement. But before I could say anything, Seojun beat me to it and said,

"Hyung is busy with me right now. So, wait for your turn."