Sweet Sugar Candyman

#31

My face flushed crimson at his light pat. Saheon hyung, the one who initiated it all, didn’t even change color. I wondered if I was overreacting, but with him on top of me, shirt off, it was hard not to interpret the situation in a certain way.

“…Hyung….”

I didn’t know what to say, so I called out to him, drawing out the word, but it didn’t offer any solutions. Saheon hyung replied in his usual gentle voice.

“Why did you call?”

“…I…. Uh….”

Two things immediately came to mind upon hearing his words. Neither of them were particularly innocent.

I was about to swallow, but I suppressed the urge, worried that the movement of my Adam’s apple would betray my nervousness. Pretending to look elsewhere, I dealt with my desire as discreetly as possible and tried to gauge the probability of which of the two things Saheon hyung meant.

Hyung, his weight pressing down on me, nudged my cheek as if urging me to speak. Seeing his playful smile, I couldn’t help but make a crying face. His mischievous grin deepened. Unable to withstand his prodding, I finally closed my eyes and slightly parted my lips.

I heard Saheon hyung chuckle softly. It seemed he meant the latter, not the former. It was a little embarrassing, but it seemed better than doing the latter myself.

Still, the embarrassment didn’t disappear. It was hyung, pinching my nose shut so I couldn’t breathe, who forced me to open my eyes.

“Is our Cheongmyeong trying to go sleepy-bye?”

“…No… Hey….”

The playful teasing made my voice sound nasally. I squinted at him. He was looking at me with a charming smile, like an airline model, before he spoke.

“If you go sleepy-bye here,”

Saheon hyung moved his teasing hand down and grabbed my chest. Startled by the sensation of him gathering my nonexistent flesh, I flinched and my eyes widened.

“I won’t let you off easy.”

His words were light, but his eyes conveyed sincerity. His dangerously flickering gaze made my Adam’s apple bob noticeably.

Hyung lowered his head slightly and kissed me. Still reeling from the lingering sensation of the kiss, I cautiously closed my eyes as another wave of pleasant sensation washed over me.

My heart pounded so fast, I felt like my chest would explode. The feeling of his tongue, more sensitive and probing deeper than before, drew out an unintentional moan.

“Hng, Mm….”

The nasal sound, one I never thought I’d make, was embarrassing, but Saheon hyung swallowed even my moans. After kissing me deeply until my lips were swollen, he lightly pulled away and peppered my jawline with kisses.

The sensation climbing along my sharp jawbone felt strange. The kisses trailed up to my earlobe, landing softly on the sensitive skin. It was a peculiar, tingling sensation.

Sucking on my earlobe as if to devour it, hyung whispered, caressing my trembling body. Because he was right next to my ear, his words felt even more sensitive.

“Make a sound.”

The burning temperature of his words made me glare at him resentfully. But all I could see was his ear. He had placed his lips on my ear. A wet sound echoed loudly.

My ears, cheeks, face, my whole body burned. This unfamiliar situation was an overwhelming stimulus.

But when his lips trailed down my neck, settling near my collarbone, I was too lost in the even greater stimulation to remember what he had said. The way he licked the protruding bone and then sucked on the hollow beneath it made my toes curl.

I bit my lip, trying to stifle the sounds escaping me, but my eyes met his. I quickly closed my mouth. Saheon hyung raised an eyebrow. Having known him for so long, I knew that expression meant he would persistently tease until he got the reaction he wanted.

“…Ah! Ah, uh, hyung, what, ah!”

Saheon hyung’s target was my chest. The hardened nub, whether from the cold or excitement, was engulfed by his warm, wet mouth. The momentary dizziness from the intense pleasure made me cry out, and I quickly covered my mouth.

Holding my other, untormented breast in his hand, Saheon hyung deliberately sucked on my nipple, making smacking sounds. The pleasure emanating from that sensitive area, as if all my nerves were bundled there, made me want to flee.

It was unbearable, both visually and sensually. I squeezed my eyes shut, covering my mouth with both hands. Pre-cum leaked from my erect dick, dampening my underwear.

Hyung chuckled while still suckling on my nipple, sending shivers down my spine. With a popping sound, he released my nipple and, pinching the tip with his fingers, removed my hands from my mouth. My hands fell away limply.

“Ah…! Uh, please…. Hyung….”

“Please do more?”

Chuckling softly, he interpreted my words as he pleased and, before I could protest, started exploring my other nipple. My waist bucked. The world spun as he flicked his tongue across the hardened bud, sucking and nibbling like a child.

It was a pleasure I had never experienced before. Tears welled up in my eyes from the heat that naturally gathered there. The tingling excitement made it impossible to speak properly, so I shook my head, but hyung easily ignored my protest.

I had to bite my lip, shake my head, and furrow my brow repeatedly as the relentless pleasure pursued me. Uncontrollable sounds escaped my lips.

“Ah, st-, st-, mm, stop! St-, hng, stop!”

I wrapped my arms around hyung’s head with my wandering hands. I ended up embracing him, but stopping the unbearable excitement was more urgent. Trembling, I gasped for breath. Saheon hyung, who obediently let himself be held, burst into laughter.

Using only his arm strength, he lifted his shoulders slightly to look at me. My chest, where he had been, was red and blotchy. When his lips, which had been sucking and nibbling, finally pulled away, I could finally catch my breath.

Saheon hyung gave me a peck on the lips, then, with slightly slower movements, took my hand and kissed the back of it. Panting, I watched his actions through half-lidded eyes. Seeing his lips trail past my chest again, down my ribs, across my abdomen, to my navel, and towards my hip bone, I hurriedly called out to him.

“Hyung, Hyung-ah….”

His large hand touched my pants. My dick, already long erect, was screaming to be freed from the confines of my underwear.

“Shh, good boy.”

Saheon hyung soothed me in a low voice and kissed me. With my mouth covered, I couldn’t make myself heard no matter what I said. I squeezed my eyes shut at the feeling of his warm hand delving into my underwear. My legs trembled. Saheon hyung, whose eager hand was about to grasp my dick, paused.

His large, warm hand hovered near my groin. The pleasure, more intense than ever, made me moan breathlessly. Hyung quietly pulled his lips away and looked at me. I cautiously opened my eyes. Through my blurry, tear-filled vision, hyung seemed a little taken aback.

“…Cheongmyeong-ah, you….”

I looked at him with hazy eyes, panting. Chuckling softly, as if finding the situation somewhat absurd, he whispered.

“Why don’t you have any hair here?”

With a small gasp, I bit my lip. I had never felt more embarrassed. Hyung, who was pressed close against me, easily pulled down my pants and underwear with one hand.

Goosebumps erupted on my skin as it was exposed to the cool, yet somehow hot air. With a more blatant touch than before, hyung grasped my dick, his eyes studying it. Tears welled up in my eyes from the shame.

“I, I don’t, don’t know…. Don’t say things like….”

“Did you shave? Or does it just not grow? When we went to the bathhouse together before…. You were young then.”

Saheon hyung’s hand stroked my slick inner thigh. My overheated, sensitive skin perceived even that as a significant stimulus. I brought my hand to my mouth, but remembering Saheon hyung’s words telling me not to hold back my sounds, I settled for biting my finger.

“Are you doing this to make me die of guilt, hyung?”

Saheon hyung chuckled and gently cupped my pelvis. The bones captured in his large hand tingled. I looked at him with teary eyes. I wanted to cover my ears at the vulgar words coming from the once gentle hyung.

“Ah, mm, ah…!”

“Twenty years, and I’m just finding out. That my next-door neighbor is a smooth peach.”

At his crude, unrefined words, like the language of a beast, I gasped, tears finally spilling over. It was embarrassing that even this shame felt like another form of pleasure. Hyung’s gentle hand wiped away my tears.

He patted my thigh, which fit easily within his large palm. He kissed my eyes as if to soothe me, and peppered them with soft pecks. Saheon hyung, clearly amused by the situation, couldn’t hide his smile even as he said, “Don’t cry.”

Kissing my forehead after brushing my hair away, hyung reached for the table beside the bed. He opened the second drawer and rummaged through it, his practiced hand retrieving something that looked like a lotion bottle without even looking.

Opening the bottle with one hand, he removed the hand that had been wiping my eyes. Noticing my bent leg, he repositioned me so both my knees were bent.

With my legs spread, exposing my most vulnerable parts, I turned my gaze towards the wall. The sound of fabric rustling against skin reached my ears. The atmosphere, perceived through sound, was even more stimulating.

Glancing over, I saw hyung’s erect dick and my eyes widened. If I hadn’t been consciously holding my mouth shut, it would have dropped open.

I had guessed its size from the faint outline through his underwear before, but seeing it in person, I wondered how he managed to keep it concealed. Its near-weapon-like size made me look at it with fear, and I scooted towards the headboard as if to escape.

“Ah!”

But hyung grabbed my ankle, preventing my escape. My body began to tremble with a different kind of fear as he moved closer, his lower body practically touching mine as if he were about to penetrate me.

“…Ah, no….”

Saheon hyung just chuckled without replying. He seemed like someone accustomed to this sort of thing. Squeezing the lotion bottle, he brought the clear, yet viscous liquid towards me.

It was cool, but not unbearably so, perhaps because of hyung’s warmth. My lower body became instantly slick. Trembling, I looked at Saheon hyung. Hooking one of my legs over his shoulder, his fingers traced my perineum.

“Relax.”

“…Hng, mm, hyung, hyung-ah….”

Hyung turned his head slightly and kissed my calf. It didn’t help to relax my tense body at all.

Fear washed over me. It seemed like he intended to insert that weapon, and it would undoubtedly hurt. It wasn’t just the pain; I was afraid it might tear me. I gasped, clutching the sheets.

“I, I, I’m, I’m a virgin….”

“Me too. …With a man.”

Because I had blurted out whatever came to mind to overcome my fear, his mumbled reply didn’t register. His long fingers, coated in the slick liquid, slowly pushed into my opening.

Gasping erratically from primal fear, I squeezed my eyes shut. The sensation of his fingers parting me and pushing inside was vivid. When my hand trembled, hyung kissed my calf again. Even just one finger felt incredibly intrusive.

His finger, now inside, pressed against my inner walls. Although his touch was gentle, the foreign sensation in a place that had never been touched was terrifying. The anxiety I felt was so overwhelming that it felt as if all the previous excitement had been a lie.

“Sc-, sc-, scared….”

“Are you scared?”

My hyung smiled tenderly, gripping the back of my knees and spreading my legs a little wider. His erect dick pressed against the bottom of my groin. I trembled, fighting back tears that threatened to spill. He leaned his weight onto me, poised as if he were about to thrust inside.

Our chests, pounding with tension, touched. He gently kissed my lips and spoke softly. If we weren’t both naked on the bed, if his fingers weren’t inside me, his tone might have sounded like he was just making casual conversation.

“Then… shall we talk about what happened today? What did you do at school?”

“School… uh…”

He asked as if inquiring about the pleasant weather, but I could sense the weight behind his words. The memory of packing my suitcase, dragging it to the bus stop, and boarding the bus felt like a distant past.

“…Went to class… huh!”

His fingers, which had been rubbing against my inner walls, brushed against a sensitive spot deep inside. A jolt of pleasure shot through me like lightning, and I instinctively cried out, clinging to his neck. His lips touched the skin near my collarbone. Chuckling softly, he kissed the protruding bone and continued speaking.

“After class? What did you do? Did you go straight to your classmate’s place? What was his name, Hyun-oh or Hyun-goo?”

“Hyun, Hyun-oh… Yah! Ah!”

He kept teasing that sensitive spot with his fingertips. I wished he would stop, but the foreign sensation wasn’t the main issue anymore. I bit my lip hard, stifling the moans that escaped me. He hummed thoughtfully, then muttered in a displeased tone.

“Let’s not talk about Hyun-whatever. It’s putting me in a bad mood.”

“Hyun, Hyun-oh… uh!”

“I said, stop it.”

He pressed hard on that sensitive spot, almost as if he were sulking. I bucked my hips, twisting my body. The unfamiliar pleasure made my eyes water. A warm, slick lubricant was now coating my lower regions. I felt embarrassed, as if it were my own arousal fluid, which it couldn’t possibly be.

Every time Saheon moved his fingers, there was a lewd squelching sound. The uncomfortable feeling was still there, but the explosive sensations, like fireworks going off before my eyes, were overwhelming. I dug my nails into his shoulders, needing to hold onto something to endure the pleasure.

“Ah! Ah… Ah! Huh! Uh!”

“Then why didn’t you answer my calls?”

“Ah! Ah… Ah!”

Another finger slipped inside me. His long, thick fingers filled me completely. I trembled with a strange sense of fullness.

“My, huh, phone broke. Ah! Huh!”

“It broke? How?”

Now there were three fingers inside me. I felt my entrance completely stretched, and a fear that I would never be the same again washed over me. Tears welled up. I couldn’t tell if they were from fear, pleasure, or both.

“Ah… Huh… Uh, dropped, huh… Ah! hyung, hyung, uh…”

“You dropped it and it broke? Did you take it to a repair shop?”

He asked in a worried voice, but he continued pressing the tip of his dick against my opening. I could clearly feel the thick head parting my inner walls. The words he spoke were mundane, but what he was doing was anything but. His languid voice, laced with heavy breaths, reached my ears.

“Good boy. Breathe. I can’t put it in otherwise.”

“Ah! Huh, ha!”

“Are you okay? Relax.”

He pressed his body close to mine and patted my thigh where it joined my hip. It was a soothing gesture. Tears streamed down the sides of my eyes. Saheon looked like he didn’t know what to do with me out of pity, constantly expressing concern while continuing to push his dick inside.

I thought I had gotten somewhat used to it when he inserted his fingers, but I was wrong. A splitting pain surged through me. It felt as if I was being impaled by his dick, my insides being pushed aside.

The pressure robbed me of the very air I needed to breathe. Even when I tried to inhale, my lungs, displaced from their usual position, seemed to have no room left for air. Overwhelmed by this new level of pain, I could only cry and dig my nails deeper into his back.

“Ah, ah… hyung, uh…”

I didn’t want to cry, but the tears flowed freely. He kept kissing my tear-stained cheeks. I couldn’t see below because his body was blocking my view, but his dick kept pushing in, reaching its limit and still not stopping.

“It hurts, huh, it hurts…”

“Almost there.”

“Huh… Uh, hyung… It hurts… It hurts… I think it’s, it’s tearing…”

I sobbed, clinging to him. His large hand cupped my cheek. He wiped away my tears with his thumb and gave me a quick kiss.

He must be trying to kill me. A sudden wave of sorrow washed over me. His hot, open-mouthed kiss, which grazed the inside of my cheek, offered no comfort. With my cries mixed in, it became difficult to breathe through the kiss-sealed lips.

He pulled away as I squirmed and dug my nails in. He seemed to be waiting for me to calm down, neither pushing in further nor pulling out.

“Relax.”

“It’s, huh, it’s stuck… Huh, uh…!”

“Breathe. That’s it.”

Saheon reached out his large hand and brushed my bangs back. His gentle touch sent shivers down my spine. I leaned my cheek against his hand, instinctively seeking some sense of stability.

My vision was blurred with tears. His dick, which had been filling me, withdrew slightly. Just as a sense of relief washed over me, thinking he might stop, he thrust even deeper than before. A sound that was almost a scream escaped my lips.

“Ah! Ha! Ah!”

His coarse pubic hair grazed my perineum. He started moving in a slow, almost imperceptible rhythm, but each movement felt enormous to me.

It hurt. I bit my lip hard, trying to suppress my cries, but my efforts were futile. Sobs escaped me intermittently.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

I nodded, my face wet with tears. I had imagined it would hurt with something that big going inside, but I hadn’t anticipated this level of pain. But when I thought about how he must have felt the same pain I was experiencing, I felt it was better for me to be the one hurting.

Having reached that thought, I stopped nodding and shook my head. He chuckled softly.

“Good boy.”

Saheon thrust his dick deep inside. Another wave of splitting pain washed over me. I closed my eyes, enduring the agony.

“Uh…!”

“Beautiful.”

I could clearly feel his dick withdrawing halfway. I braced myself for the coming pain, my nails digging in. With a slightly violent thud, his hip bone hit against my buttocks.

“Ah! Ah! Huh…”

“So beautiful.”

He thrust deep inside again. I threw my head back, my body trembling from the blunt force. Saheon let out a low breath. His hot breath touched my neck. He wiped my tear-streaked eyes once more and whispered,

“Should I stop?”