Chapter 247

“Honestly, it was so small I barely felt it.”

Baekgyeong rubbed the semen-slick glans with his thumb, then scraped at the hollowed slit of the urethra with his nail.

“Ah—enough to ram your throat, hahh, that much at least, nghhh—!”

At that instant, Siron’s ass was spread to one side, and Isaac’s cock brushed lightly against his cleft. After sex dragging on straight from noon to midnight, his rim was swollen as if stuffed with flesh, so even the faintest touch sent sharp tingles climbing up to his tailbone.

Isaac traced his stiff cock along the hole, which kept leaking thick, sticky fluid without pause. Reflexively, the opening clenched shut, then gaped again, disgorging the contents it held back. Isaac had flushed Siron out lightly at dawn, but with the endless sex since then, his hole was still filled with semen.

Unbothered by the ooze trickling down, Isaac slid the head of his cock into the softened hole, teasing, then pulled back out. Wet, smacking sounds, obscene as sucking on candy, rang loudly through the silence.

He toyed with him, rubbing his cockhead against the slack rim that wouldn’t close beyond a penny’s width.

“Your hole won’t shut anymore.”

“W–what? It won’t—ahhh, aaahhhhhh!”

Isaac rammed in to the root, merciless. The unexpected penetration made Siron throw his head back and scream. He tried to arch forward to escape, but found himself right in front of Baekgyeong’s face.

“Pushing it at me so hard—what, begging me to suck you?”

Siron didn’t even have the mind left to tell him to shut up.

“Hhnnghhh!”

Isaac clamped his hands around his sides, yanking all the way out only to slam back in to the root, over and over. The thick-veined cock scraped his smooth walls as it plowed deep. Each time the swollen head broke past resistance into his colon, pain and melting pleasure welled together.

And in front, the pressure was no less desperate. He felt Baekgyeong’s breath against his shaft, and then his cock was swallowed deep into Baekgyeong’s open mouth.

The inside of his perineum knotted tight, convulsions racing through him. Tears streamed from beneath his clenched eyelids. He wanted nothing more than to writhe and pass out, but stimulation poured in from both ends, stacking inside his body without release.

Baekgyeong sucked so hard his cheeks hollowed, the tip of Siron’s cock brushing his throat. The feeling of his uvula against the glans was at once chilling and ecstatic. Yet compared to the cock drilling his ass, it was nothing. Isaac pounded like a rutting beast, rolling his hips to drive deeper. Siron flung his arms back, clutching at the nape of his neck, and Isaac only yanked painfully at his nipples, twisting them mercilessly.

Siron felt wretched. He knew he was being destroyed into a sex addict, someone whose daily life would be obliterated by craving, a body that couldn’t live without it. In every small moment of the everyday, he would think of sex by conditioned reflex, like a trained dog. Because sex was the most fun. Because everything else would pale.

As if to put a period on his premonition, Isaac slammed in to the root. Raw flesh stretched wide, gouging at the densest cluster of nerve endings beyond his colon.

“Ghhhk, ahhh, hhhhhn!”

Siron’s legs went stiff, his lower belly collapsing deep, the outline of Isaac’s cock bulging sharply through his abdomen.

“Ha... disgusting, almost.”

His shaft pressed outward against the surface of Siron’s stomach, just to the left of his navel. Baekgyeong had never wanted to know this—but when Siron’s colon was struck, the left side of his belly swelled faintly, and when his inner passage was fucked, the skin around his navel puffed instead.

Baekgyeong watched, fascinated and appalled, then pressed gently against the raised patch of flesh.

“Ahhh, nnghh!”

Just that added stimulation made Siron’s abs seize hard. The sight riled Baekgyeong, and he kneaded Siron’s belly as though massaging it.

“Hhhhnkkk!!”

In his palm he felt Isaac’s massive cock battering the walls inside Siron. Like a baseball bat thudding against his glove, over and over. Baekgyeong grimaced, exhaling a heavy sigh.

“Fuck, you take it disgustingly well.”

“...Ahh, nnghh, hahhh, ahhh!”

Siron broke down, sobbing under the assault from both inside and out. Inside, Isaac’s cock crushed him; outside, Baekgyeong’s palm pressed down and ground into the exact spot. The pleasure was so overwhelming he longed for unconsciousness.

After the frenzy of thrusts, Siron’s voice suddenly cut off. His lips hung open, gasping, his consciousness blurring in and out. A moment later, a scream tore from him, pulling him back awake—only to fade into haze again.

His body kept sagging toward the bed, strength melted down to his toes.

“Don’t you dare pass out.”

Baekgyeong bore down with thumb and forefinger into his lower stomach in warning. Jolted, Siron tore his hand away from him, just as Isaac hauled up his right leg and hooked it over his arm. From that angle, his cock speared diagonally in.

Driven to the edge, Siron let out a cry closer to a wail.

“Haaahhh, nghhh, aaahhh, haaaahhh, aaaaaaahhh!”

Trying to escape, he shoved his hips forward, but the distance he gained was nothing compared to the length still buried inside. He barely pulled halfway before he was impaled deep again.

It was the perfect angle to plow a straight path through his colon. And from Baekgyeong’s eye level, it gave the clearest view of their brutal joining.

The unrestrained thrusting robbed Siron of even his moans. When Isaac changed angle, ramming his passage from an unfamiliar direction, Siron only froze, breath held, enduring. No sobbing, no squealing, no groaning for release—just pheromones pouring out of him in overwhelming waves.

Every time Isaac’s monstrous cock buried and withdrew, slick and semen spilled in thick gushes. Baekgyeong stared in silence. Even after a night of endless use, Siron’s hole still clung, tenaciously tight.

But then, the grip slackened. Siron, dazed, panted shallow and even, his inner walls flushed pale, sticking to Isaac’s cock only to peel back with each thrust. His sphincter slackened, defenseless, as if it could swallow down another cock with ease.

Abruptly, Baekgyeong pushed a middle finger in beside Isaac’s cock. Ridiculously, it slid in easily. He rubbed at the pallid rim inside, his long, smooth finger stroking the over-stretched ring. Each push made his perineum bulge faintly with the motion.

The finger climbed higher, pressing firmly, until it found the swelling near his prostate. Baekgyeong pushed down on it, teasing.

“Ahhh, nnghh, haaahhh, hahhhk!”

The sweet rush of sensation made Siron’s belly and rim clamp down reflexively. His body jerked with the onset of climax, beyond his will. He twitched his ass shamelessly back and forth, ejaculating lewdly. That vulgarity was enough to drive both men half-mad.

Isaac tore him off, and Baekgyeong shoved him down onto the edge of the bed, throwing his calves over his shoulders. Folded tight, his thighs crushed his belly and chest, leaving him gasping for air as Baekgyeong’s cock speared him down from above.

Still caught in the aftershocks, Siron was forced into another climax by the pounding. Baekgyeong devoured his lips, sucking at what little oxygen he was gasping in, ravishing him fully.

Just as Baekgyeong neared his climax, Isaac, fed up with patience, rolled the tangled bodies half over. With Baekgyeong still buried, Siron’s body was lifted and bent forward onto Baekgyeong’s face, while Isaac once again split him open from behind.

“Aahhhhk! Aaaghhh!”

Siron kicked his legs in vain, but Isaac’s crushing weight on his back was unyielding.

“Haaah, haaah... fuck, Yoon Siron, at this rate you’ll die.”

“You should pace yourself. I won’t. I’ve no intention of stopping.”

Growling like a beast, Isaac rammed harder. Siron’s cock mashed against Baekgyeong’s face. All over his skin, Baekgyeong felt Omega pheromones soaking him. His own cock throbbed painfully, denied release by Isaac’s interference.

Baekgyeong couldn’t let go of him, not for a moment. Even though Isaac’s vile rutting overshadowed him, his greed for Siron {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} was undiminished. He swallowed him down to the base, choking him in his throat, scraping his teeth against him.

“Aghhhk! Ahhh! Aaahhh! Gyeong, no, s–stop, Gyeong, nghhh, Isaac! Hhhhaaahh, haahhh, stopppp!”

As always, Siron’s sobbing broke down into sweet cries of ecstasy. A rapture that showed no sign of ending.