Beyond The Control

65

His tongue invaded my mouth the instant our lips touched. It was here that I unexpectedly realized the greatness of learning. I started guiding as if it were natural, but I was already full, and the energy wouldn’t flow.

Besides, we were still in the car. I should be pushing him away in many ways, but even though I knew it in my head, I couldn’t put any strength into my hands. The tip of his tongue tickled my sensitive palate, and a thrill shot through me, making my vision blur.

“Haa…”

When our tongues, tangled and rubbing messily, finally separated, my clothes were already rolled up, and my back was against the seat. Even as I caught my breath, Song Ji-hyeok didn’t stop. He pulled my shirt up further and licked my exposed chest with his tongue.

“Hngh!”

With my waist pressed down, I didn’t know what to do. At first, touching my chest only tickled, but at some point, my nipples had also become erogenous zones. Every time he stimulated the tips with his tongue and nibbled, my hips involuntarily swayed.

Song Ji-hyeok raised his head, found my hand, and guided it between his legs. He was also very excited. I felt his heavy erection and swallowed hard, but I tried to hold onto my reason.

“Let’s go upstairs.”

“I can’t wait. Just take it out once and go.”

Our lips met again. As I instinctively tangled my tongue with his, Song Ji-hyeok grabbed mine again and stroked it hard.

Thanks to that, I gave up quickly. Submerged in the hazy intoxication and pleasure, my body moved as it was told instead of thinking. With one hand, I groped for his, grabbed the shaft, and stroked it up and down. The glans was already a little wet. The thought that I had caused this made the pleasure surge.

Song Ji-hyeok, awkwardly raising his body, grabbed our matching nether regions and gave a final push. Meanwhile, I circled the glans and rubbed it with my palm. The stimulation created by the friction between my sensitive palm and his glans made me unable to hold on for long, and I felt a dizzying release.

Song Ji-hyeok seemed to ejaculate at a similar time. He twitched his hips and poured out a couple more times, and when he finally opened his eyes, my hand was soaked with both of our semen.

It was great that we came so intensely, but I didn’t know what to do with my hand, which was all wet and slippery. It felt like it was dripping, so I unconsciously clenched my fist, but I was even more embarrassed and flustered.

“Don’t you have a tissue?”

“No.”

He seemed to have realized why I was asking. He grabbed my wrist, which I was still awkwardly holding up, and I thought he was going to wipe it somewhere.

But what was this? He gently pulled my hand and licked the upper part of my wrist with his tongue. Horrified, I quickly pulled my hand away and asked with a shocked face.

“W-what are you doing?”

“Weren’t you looking for something to wipe it with?”

I was speechless for a moment. Then, I realized something was wrong and turned my gaze, only to gasp.

I had been trying to keep the semen-covered hand from touching the seat, but the hand I had just pulled away in surprise was now stuck to the back of the passenger seat headrest.

In the meantime, Song Ji-hyeok was trying to grab my wrist again. Without even thinking, I rubbed it against my T-shirt and wiped it off. Ha, I should have just done this from the beginning.

“Shall we continue?”

“No.”

What are you going to do, you idiot? I’m so surprised that my erection is about to go down.

Unlike his words, Song Ji-hyeok didn’t seem to have any intention of doing anything more here and stepped back. Then, I witnessed him hitting his head on the ceiling of the car.

“Ah, shit…”

I almost burst out laughing at the sight of him cursing and rubbing his head. Come to think of it, we were doing something very lewd in this small car.

My secret smile didn’t last long. In the elevator going up to my apartment, Song Ji-hyeok grabbed my hand. It wasn’t a light touch like a young couple or a cute interlock, but he was gently rubbing the inside of my palm with his thumb. Perhaps because of what we had just done, a sexual excitement quickly spread.

As soon as we entered the apartment, Song Ji-hyeok led me to the bedroom. We kissed, took off each other’s clothes, and pressed our lips and tongues together again. It was only when I was laid down on the bed that I came to my senses a little and said to Song Ji-hyeok.

“Shouldn’t we take a shower?”

We’d have to wash again anyway when we were done, but today I had been training my skills hard, and I didn’t feel like doing it right away. Then, Song Ji-hyeok readily agreed and helped me up.

It was only after entering the bathroom that I realized something was wrong. I didn’t mean to take a shower together, but Song Ji-hyeok was already pulling out the showerhead and checking the water temperature.

Before I could say anything, warm water soaked both of our bodies. Then, Song Ji-hyeok started washing my shoulders with a shower ball filled with body wash.

“I’ll do it.”

“Okay, then.”

Soon, the round shower ball was in my hand. Taking a shower and all that, I clearly said it myself, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had become a bit of an idiot.

I thought the atmosphere would get even weirder if I hesitated, so I hesitantly rubbed my arms first. I roughly went over my neck and chest and was about to go further down when Song Ji-hyeok, who had been watching what I was doing, suddenly reached out with both hands. He grabbed me under the armpits as if he was going to lift someone up and circled my nipples with his thumbs.

“Ahht!”

“Aren’t you washing?”

“Wait, take your hands off.”

I grabbed Song Ji-hyeok’s wrist, but it was useless because of the slippery foam.

“Don’t worry about me and just keep doing what you were doing.”

“How can I not worry about you?”

Even in the midst of all this, Song Ji-hyeok didn’t stop his touch, which was hard to tell whether it was a joke or foreplay. He tickled the area around my nipples with his fingertips and rubbed them between his fingers.

I was embarrassed that I was the only one getting excited, so I reached out to Song Ji-hyeok. I don’t know if I should say it was fortunate, but his center was also powerfully erect like before.

Perhaps because of the foam on my hand, it felt much more erotic than usual. Song Ji-hyeok seemed to feel it too, and he somehow managed to take back the shower ball without dropping it and squeezed a lot of foam onto his palm. He threw away what he had done and grabbed my dick with his foam-covered hand.

“Hngh!”

At that moment, a thrilling pleasure spread throughout my body. Song Ji-hyeok lifted my chin and kissed me, and I opened my mouth like someone who had been waiting and welcomed him.

We rubbed our tongues wildly, like people who didn’t know shame, and wildly touched each other’s dicks below. The pleasure quickly rose vertically. I felt like I was about to ejaculate soon, but before that, Song Ji-hyeok took his hand away and turned my body around.

I almost felt disappointed, but he grabbed my dick again. With his other hand, he lightly rubbed the area above my hole and then pushed his finger straight in.

It felt like he put his index and middle fingers in together. As expected, they came in without much resistance because of the foam and immediately started loosening me up from behind.

I wanted to do something for him too, but I was supporting myself with both arms against the wall. My hands were already slippery, and if I moved carelessly, I felt like I would fall and die with my nose in the dishwater.

For the same reason, I became anxious about doing this in the bathroom. I barely moved one hand and grabbed Song Ji-hyeok’s hand, which was stroking my front, and said.

“Let’s go to the room.”

“Are you trying to buy time while saying that?”

“No. I feel like I’m going to fall.”

“Do some hardcore leg exercises.”

“No, that’s not it… Uup!”

Our lips met again. No, that’s not what I meant. I meant I might fall because it’s slippery!

I protested inwardly, but even that didn’t last long. Song Ji-hyeok, who had briefly mixed his tongue with mine and stepped back, moved his hand again. The moment his finger, which had been rummaging inside, touched something, my waist twitched without me knowing, and a sound leaked out.

I felt a tingling sensation on the back of my neck. Song Ji-hyeok, who was nibbling on my delicate skin and continuing to loosen me up from behind, moved his body closer.

“I’m going to put it in.”

Feeling his thick glans touch the entrance, I only wanted one thing. Please, let’s not both fall in an unsightly way.

“Ah, hngh…”

I was distracted for a moment. In the pressure of something heavy being pushed into my body, I tried to relax my body. Soon, Song Ji-hyeok started thrusting with his waist with it halfway in, making a thudding sound.

I was about to guide him out of habit, but I was embarrassed again. Even if I tried to give him my energy, I felt like an invisible wall had been erected, and it didn’t flow at all.

Thanks to that, I realized the reality again. The act we were doing now was not guiding, but an act purely for the purpose of sex itself.

The moment I realized that, my face flushed without me knowing. Song Ji-hyeok had already dug in to the root and was moving so much that it made a thudding sound.

“Fuck, this is so good.”

It’s not that I’m good. I know he’s just saying what comes out because he’s excited, but my heart is pounding and my whole body is hot.

I heard a rare rough breath from behind. After mixing our bodies more than dozens of times, I could naturally picture Song Ji-hyeok’s face even without looking. The moment I pictured his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, his eyes only staring at me, and the way he licked his lips with his tongue, seminal fluid flowed down my untouched dick in a long stream.