"You like to be licked, don't you?" asked Jaekyung persistently and, without waiting for an answer, inserted three fingers inside at once. Jihon shuddered in surprise as he realized that he was receiving them without any strain.

To which Jaekyung, suddenly interrupted, continued to share his impressions: "You're so wet." And then he teasingly added, "Hyun, take a look."

Jihon, as if having lost his last will, shyly lowered his hands covering his face and looked at him. It was just like the guy said: his fingers were so wet that they were dripping with clear liquid.

«... That's enough," Jihon blurted out desperately, almost giving up. "Insert it for me already."

"Now? Is it sure everything will be fine?" muttered Jaekyung uncertainly, carefully placing his partner's legs on the mattress. Putting his fingers back in, he wound up his hurdy-gurdy again: "It's much looser here, but it's still narrow. Won't it hurt if I insert it?"

These unexpected words made Jihon raise his head and look at the guy sitting between his legs. Noticing the bewilderment in the eyes opposite, Jaekyung asked, "It's not a woman's body... With men, everything is somewhat different."

And then Jihong belatedly realized, "Must his lover have suffered a lot when he did this before? Or maybe he couldn't insert it at all?"

"Ah...

After all, that Taiwanese athlete is beta. If they both had no idea about sex between men, their situation could be very difficult.

"I don't have any lubricants," Jaekyung's tone was full of genuine apologies.

"So that's why he insisted on preliminary caresses?" thought Jihon. Most likely, Jaekyung really wanted to see how embarrassed he would be, or perhaps he was just curious to try it. But that's not the point. Either way, Jaekyung still worries about what might hurt him. Jihong felt a little regret as he imagined Jaekyung facing bleeding due to his haste. What kind of guy would be shocked then, given how much he is focused on the well-being of his partner.

"It's all right. This is how it should be, this is exactly what this place is intended for.

Jaekyung stared at him as if trying to grasp the meaning, and then, with some delay, the expression on his face changed, "Exactly, you're an omega."

Since he had considered Jihon to be a beta for a long time, it was difficult for him to fully believe that he was an omega.

«... Hmmm, he just talked about how wet I am. But immediately forgot about my secondary gender? No beta or alpha male will secrete natural lubrication," while Jihong was pondering the comic nature of what was happening, Jaekyung had already pulled off his T-shirt.

Although he had only taken off one layer of clothing, it seemed to Jihon that the guy had become even bigger. Perhaps this is due to the fact that he has exposed his strong shoulders and wide chest, on which well-developed muscles are visible. And now the body familiar to the eye seemed completely different.

"Indeed, this is not the body of an athlete, but the body of a man with whom I make love," imagining himself underneath him, Jihong forgot how to breathe, and his muscles spontaneously tensed.

"Spread your legs wider," Jaekyung said as he approached.

To which Jihong immediately reacted. But at the same second, the bulldozer's determination evaporated somewhere, he, running his huge penis along the hole, froze: "I'm not sure what will work."

"No, he'll come in." Come on, hurry.

Jihon grabbed his buttocks, spreading it apart. The lustful sound of the wet entrance as it opened was embarrassing in his ears. His body temperature seemed to drop as the cold air touched his flesh. Unhappy with this feeling, Jihong began to hurry Jaekyung, "It's okay."

Still worried, Jaekyung came close to him. And as soon as something solid touched the hole, it instinctively contracted and relaxed several times, causing Jihong to blush again, thinking that Jaekyung was watching him intently. But, fortunately, the guy refrained from commenting. Thanks to this, Jihon calmed down, but the next instantly, a sharp wave of heat covered him with his head.

"Oh...

"Mmmh, it's very cramped... very much," Jaekyung growled as he continued to sneak inside.

Under such pressure, Jihon's body shuddered again, and the tight entrance stretched another couple of millimeters. Jihon covered his mouth with the back of his hand, thereby drowning out the sounds of pain. However, when the body got used to the thickest part of the penis, the rest entered much easier. At some point, the pressure disappeared, when suddenly something big entered almost all the way.

"It seems to have worked," Jaekyung said in disbelief.

Afraid that he would immediately start moving at a frantic pace due to unbridled excitement, Jihong hugged him and exhaled the words confusedly: "Yes... But please slow down a little... Don't move right away..."

Ragged sounds of breathing filled the room. Jaekyung, leaning over, buried his nose in Jihon's shoulder.

Seeing beads of sweat appear on the boy's neck, Jihong was slightly surprised. Could it be that this monster, who surpassed many in strength, was sweating from the tension of somehow restraining himself? He seemed to be trying very hard to do things slowly and carefully.

— …

A small spark caused Jihon to ignite again. His heart seemed to melt in this embrace, woven from care and tenderness. He gently stroked Jaekyung's neck, slowly descending down his broad back, the relief and hardness of his muscles arousing even more.

"Jaekyung-ah, your body is very warm. It's so hot," Jihon almost purred.

In response, Jaekyung only clung to his lips. Immediately, the scene with their kiss in the pool, which was more like a gentle and light touch, came to mind. That is why Jihon, involuntarily smiling, was the first to decide to deepen their caresses.

"Your lips are hot too..." whispered Jihyun, playfully tickling his palate with his tongue. But he could not do without teasing: "Although what am I talking about, children usually have a fever. So..."

"I'm not a child," Jaekyung interrupted him with lightning speed.

Their tongues glided smoothly, meeting in the center. And after a long, mesmerizing contact, Jaekyung reluctantly pulled away and called to Jihon, "Hyun."

And before he could answer, the guy called again: "Jihong hyung."

The name he pronounced was always perceived in a surprisingly different way, thereby causing either a slight shiver or weak electrical discharges somewhere inside.

"Does my name really sound so reverent? Why do you hear something beautiful and sad in him at the same time?" - but Jihong did not find an answer to the question posed. A fleeting sadness that pricked his heart forced him to grab Jaekyung's cheeks with both hands and kiss him passionately. Jaekyung seemed to be about to say something, but fell silent again. Looking down for a brief moment, he looked up at Jihon again and asked, "Can I start moving?"

That was probably not what he wanted to know. After all, everything is written on his face in a strange way.

Most likely, he is already at the limit, Jihon thought.

"Yes. Now you can do whatever you want," Jihong said, maintaining eye contact with him.

"I'll wait a little longer, in case you find it difficult.

"No, it's all right.

In such a situation, seeing Jaekyung restrain himself for fear of hurting him, Jihong was inevitably overwhelmed with complex emotions. This guy said that he would annoy Jihona until he regretted it. And it is obvious that Jaekyung is really not indifferent to him. Realizing how heartless he had been, Jihon began to reproach himself for the choice he had made. But there were no special options. So the best thing he could do now was to let Jaekyung every whim.

"Jaekyong-ah," Jihong whispered, wrapping one arm around his neck. "Just take your time."

Jaekyung, sighing softly, began to slowly pull out his penis. Jihon felt as if what had filled his body had been extracted. But the next moment it penetrated even deeper. Because of this, Jihong almost screamed in shock and, barely restraining himself, strengthened his embrace.

"Are you okay?"

Hearing Jaekyung's worried voice near his ear, he deliberately clenched the muscles inside and said, "Yes... Go on... faster."

Letting out a muffled groan, Jaekyung increased the speed of the thrusts.