HEO 114
He had been penetrated before, but this time, the thrusts were exceptionally intense. He felt the sensation of the man’s glans hitting a boundary deep within his body like a tightly closed door. The relentless thrusting continued, rapid and precise. He drove in deep, deeper, and deeper still and with such force that he almost forgot the bizarre transformation the man’s member had undergone. Silver’s mind began to drift; a long trail of clear saliva trickled from the corner of his mouth.
The man seemed just as out of his mind as he was. Oblivious to the grotesque swelling of his own member, he focused entirely on conquering and ravaging him from within.
With every thrust of his hips, Silver’s lower belly heaved. Fluids gushing from his core drenched his lower body and his thighs, while the scent of sandalwood grew increasingly potent. His cock moved faster and faster, its ridge swelling to rock-hard rigidity.
Suddenly, Silver gasped. It felt as though his glans was prying open a hidden recess deep inside him. A searing pressure drove home as the tip pressed against his innermost point. Only then did he pull him into a fierce embrace; his abs and his cock were separated from his only by the thin skin of his belly.
“Haa… Silver. I want to… cum inside you.”
He whispered the words into his ear. Even in his state, realization suddenly dawned upon him: Silver finally understood the true nature of that hidden spot deep within his. The very place his cock had been relentlessly pounding.
Then, a burst of hot semen exploded inside him.
“Agh!”
Semen gushed from the glans that had completely plugged his hole. At the same time, Silver felt something bulge and swell at the base of the man’s cock. That strange ridge expanded to an immense size, forcing Silver’s opening wide apart.
“Ah… hngh…!”
A moan escaped Silver’s lips.
“It’s too big… I feel like I’m going to tear… Ah, aah…!”
Not only was the glans exceptionally thick, but the swelling flesh at the base completely sealed the opening. Not a single drop of semen leaked out; instead, it pooled deep within Silver. Once. Then again after a brief pause. And once more.
“Ah…! Ah!”
Silver screamed each time the man ejaculated. The climax dragged on interminably. Just like the bizarre shape of his member, the volume of semen was abnormally large, enough to make one wonder if he was pissing.
“Urgh…! S-stop… cumming…! M-my belly… is full…!”
Silver wrapped both arms around the man’s back. The man gritted his teeth and held his hips tight as he continued continued his long, drawn-out ejaculation.
“…Ah, ah! It’s too… much…!”
It felt as though his belly was actually swelling with the semen. Their lower bodies were seamlessly connected. The man’s balls clung to Silver’s buttocks, leaving him unable to move their hips even an inch. The flesh had expanded so much that his belly was visibly distended. By the time the ejaculation finally ended, Silver felt as though trapped in a haze of heat. For a while, only the sound of ragged breathing hung in the air. Neither the man– motionless with his face buried in Silver’s shoulder –nor Silver– pinned beneath him and staring at the ceiling –said a word; they simply breathed. Sweat poured from their bodies like rain.
Silver had thought it was over. He had assumed the only things left to do were for the man to withdraw, for them to wash up, share a casual drink, and fall asleep.
“…Huh?”
Something was wrong. He could clearly feel the man’s member going limp after the climax. The problem was that mass of flesh. It hadn’t changed at all. It remained lodged deep within Silver– plugging the very hole where the man had just spent himself –and was pressing against his inner walls.
The color drained from Silver’s face.
Could it be?
No way.
“Hey. Pull it out. Take it out.”
Silver hit the man’s back with one hand. Only then did the man lift his head. His face betrayed his shock. Even that damn bastard with the massive cock had realized they were in an emergency situation.
“Silver, calm down. Calm down. Just relax your body for a moment and wait…”
The man tried to soothe Silver as he gently pulled his hips back. At that instant, a searing pain shot through Silver’s body. The thick flesh ground deeper and dug into his inner walls.
“Ah…! It hurts! Don’t move!”
“Silver! Are you alright? Did it hurt a lot?”
“I said don’t move!”
Silver tried to steady his breathing. Even the slight movement of shouting caused that mass of flesh to press painfully against his insides. It felt maddening as his inner walls– already hypersensitive from prolonged penetration –were scraped and rubbed raw again. His lower belly, already distended with semen, felt an added pressure.
“Keep your voice down. Don’t move.”
He whispered in a voice barely audible, and the man swallowed nervously. Silver closed his eyes. The back of his head pulsed.
How did it come to this?
“You fucking bastard. Why didn’t you mention the snare attached to your cock? No wonder it looked so damn nasty… Ha, fuck.”
“I didn’t know this would happen either.”
“You expect me to believe that? You probably hid it because you were afraid I wouldn’t do it with you.”
“No, I really didn’t. I told you, this is my first time.”
“You’re joking in a situation like this?”
“Please believe me, it’s the truth. But… how was I? It was my first time doing it, but I’ve seen plenty of things, so I tried my best to hold back.”
“This isn’t the time for jokes… I feel like crying…”
“Me too. It’s fucking miserable.”
“You feel as miserable as I do? What even is this?”
Silver and the man kept arguing in voices so low even a bat would struggle to hear them. Eventually, the man gave up and slumped against Silver’s shoulders.
“Haa. Let’s just wait and see for now.”
“Wait for what? Are you planning to stay buried inside me forever?”
“Well… apparently, it happens quite a lot. If waiting doesn’t work, we’ll just have to call someone for help.”
Silver’s mind went blank at those words. He was dumbfounded; the man’s tone made it sound as casual as saying, “It might rain tomorrow.” Above all, Silver had witnessed firsthand a situation where a couple had to be rescued because they couldn’t separate after getting intimate.
In the middle of a sunny day, a man and a woman had been carried out on a stretcher, their bodies still locked together beneath a blanket. Silver and Black Weasel had doubled over with laughter, joining the crowd of onlookers who had surrounded the pair.
“Are you out of your mind?”
“There’s no way to fix this right now. Let’s just rest and think about it, okay?”
The man wrapped his arms around Silver’s shoulders. In the bedroom, thick with the mingled scents of sweat and semen, the two lay in silence, still joined.
Silver stared into the air over the man’s shoulder. The image of that couple being carried out in broad daylight kept flashing before his eyes. The blanket. The stretcher. The sea of onlookers.
Could that happen to me?
If only this night had never happened…
Pinned in the man’s embrace, Silver felt weighed down and breathless. Yet, amidst it all, the scent of sandalwood drifting past his nose held his attention. The incense powder had burned down to a faint, subtle fragrance, allowing the man’s body heat and the scent of his sweat to come through more clearly.
Silver took slow breaths. After steadying his breathing a few times, his anxiety began to subside. He even found the man’s embrace comforting. The feverish heat that had been prickling his body like needles seemed to fade away wherever he touched the man’s skin, the solid forearm wrapped around his shoulder, the chest rising and falling gently with every breath, the thick neck with its prominent veins. The physique of the sturdy man– something Silver would normally have passed by with indifference or glared at with suspicion –now felt like a safe haven, a sensation that even confused Silver himself.
Absurd. A haven?
I am a Thunder, stronger than anyone. I have no need for a haven.
Flustered by this unprecedented feeling, Silver scrambled for an explanation. It was simply exhaustion. The situation was such a mess that he just wanted to lean on something. That was all there was to it.
Silver closed his eyes. One thing was certain.
His first time had ended in a disaster.
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