I Just Wanted to Avoid Death - Chapter 144

Yet Yeshion’s body stiffened, c**k hard, and pre-c*m dribbled from the tip.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you liked it deep.”

“Ah… uh, no…!”

“Really? Then how about we go all the way back to the room? If you don’t climax the entire way there, I’ll believe your words.”

As Eldis said this, he pressed Yeshion’s back against the wall and ground his hips in slow circles.

When the c**k slid out to the very base, Eldis’s precum mixed with bathwater and dripped to the floor.

“My… what a lewd body you have. So wet, too.”

The moment Yeshion opened his mouth to protest his injustice, the c**k that had slipped out to the tip suddenly drove deep inside.

“Gah!”

For an instant, his vision flashed white and stars exploded behind his eyes.

Gasping for breath, Yeshion twisted, desperate to pull away, but the wall pressing firmly against his back held him there.

With the head of the c**k buried deep against his inner wall, rubbing insistently, Yeshion could do nothing but pant and moan.

Could pleasure be this painful?

Just moments ago he’d felt as though he’d die from the pain; now a tide of sensation washed up from his toes, his sight flickering white and back again.

Before Yeshion could collect himself, the tip that had slipped back out at the entrance plunged in once more.

As if to widen the narrow channel slowly, as if to etch every vein protruding along that pillar into his flesh, it moved with deliberate slowness.

“El… ugh, why so… slowly…?”

If it came in a frantic rush, he could somehow endure, but this torturous pace only heightened his impatience.

Yeshion wiggled his toes and gazed up through tear-blurred eyes, and Eldis let out a hollow laugh.

“Why? I thought I was being considerate… You don’t want me to take my time?”

Yeshion found himself nodding before he knew it.

In that instant, the c**k that had slipped out shot back in with force.

And when Eldis’s large hand gripped the stiff s***t, Yeshion could do nothing but moan and buck his hips.

“Aah, ugh, hngh!”

Every stroke was stimulating.

The hot pillar, sliding in after stroking that hidden center, Eldis’s face, no longer composed, panting with arousal, and even the sight of him gripping his Yeshion’s c**k and pumping it.

Bucked by sensations that felt as though his brain would melt, Yeshion reached his peak alone shortly thereafter. His thigh trembled, and Eldis laughed as he jerked his hips.

“No… ugh, stop, just a moment… I-I just… hngh-I came, I already came…!”

Pushing at Eldis’s stomach and babbling protests, Yeshion begged him to stop, but Eldis didn’t relent.

Sensitive and raw from just cumming, being pounded again on that same spot stirred a strange tightening in his lower belly.

Pale with shock, Yeshion shook his head vehemently.

“I haven’t climaxed yet.”

At Eldis’s relentless thrusts, a wholly different wave of sensation roared up his body.

“Wait, wait—ah, ach! No… no, Eldis…!”

As Eldis’s c**k slipped all the way out and then plunged back in, it rubbed and pressed at the deepest recess, and Eldis also came deep inside.

And so did Yeshion.

With a loud cry, Yeshion’s head flew back as clear liquid flooded from his u*****a.

Trembling from the spasms, Yeshion came to himself and whispered, voice thick with moisture.

“S-said… I couldn’t… I said I wouldn’t…!”

Mortified, he wished he could die.

As Yeshion sniveled, Eldis touched the spurting fluid and murmured.

“…I didn’t know men could do that.”

“Stop messing with that… ugh, disgusting… I-I want to bathe… let’s stop…!”

“It’s not disgusting. See? It doesn’t even smell.”