Good Night, Brother! - Chapter 2.2

Hyun’s mouth, which had been sufficiently wet by rolling his testicles in his hot and moist mouth, followed the cock shaft that had become even more solid. He bit the shaft between his lips and released it, and licked it with his tongue that had been firmly erected.

It was hard to endure the stimulation any longer.

Ah, ugh, I kept making strange sounds, raised my knees, and pushed the bed sheets and blanket away with my heels.

Churp!

The moment Jeong Yi-hyeon used the tip of her tongue to rub the part of the shaft between the glans and the penis, a piercing pleasure shot up from my spine to my head.

No one had ever taught me this kind of pleasure. I had no choice but to scream, bending my neck back and pressing my knees together to squeeze Jeong Yi-hyeon’s body. ‘Ah, huh, huh… ! Eung!’

When I was masturbating alone and controlling myself, I lost all sense of reason due to the completely different hand movements.

Even just touching the shaft with my hand made me feel like going crazy, but when I stimulated the glans with its delicate nerves with my mouth, it was difficult to maintain my sanity.

‘Ah… hmph, stop, stop that…!’

Jeong Yi-hyeon looked up at me, who was writhing in pleasure, and smiled, sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking my asshole.

I chewed the inside of my lip because I thought I would swear at the excessive sexual pleasure. I twisted my waist this way and that and tried to escape somehow, but it was difficult because Jeong Yi-hyeon wrapped one arm around my thigh tightly. ‘Ugh, I’m going to…

I think I’m going to… Stop, let go…

Let go, give it to me… .’ I looked down at Jeong Yi-hyeon, who was still sucking my cock with his eyes half-open and begged. But Jeong Yi-hyeon had no intention of letting me go.

My heart grew impatient, thinking that if this continued, I would ejaculate somewhere on Jeong Yi-hyeon’s body, whether it was his face or his mouth. My cock jerked as if convulsing, indicating that I had reached my climax. ‘Please! Ouch, ah, ah! Eung, ah… ah… … !’

I finally ejaculated into my brother’s mouth with a short, clipped moan. It had been so long since I had last let out my lust that I couldn’t even remember when it had been, so it continued for quite a while. The cum that spurted out several times went straight into Jeong Yi-hyeon’s mouth.

The blatant sound of my cum going down my brother’s throat was tormenting to my ears. Jeong Yi-hyeon licked the urethra hole with his tongue as if he would not miss even the last drop, and sucked and swallowed it while making his cheeks slimmer.

The pleasure of sucking the glans, which had just finished ejaculating and was at the peak of its sensitivity, was similar to pain.

‘Ugh, let go! Stop it… I’m done, I’m done… Ugh!’

Despite my urgent request, Jeong Yi-hyeon licked and ate the glans. All I could do was flap my limbs and endure the stimulation. A minute, or even a few dozen seconds, felt like a year.

Only after Jeong Yi-hyeon took his mouth off the head of my dick and released my genitals did I let my body go limp in extreme exhaustion. Jeong Yi-hyeon, who had raised his face, looked straight into my eyes, which were completely clouded. He had an expression like that of an excited child. ‘Whew… Hyung, your sleep is so delicious.

Haa, the milk is really thick too.’ It was obvious that this had to be a dream. There was no way Jeong Yi-hyeon would say something so vulgar. As I came to my senses, a wave of shame and disbelief washed over me.

Even though it was a dream, the thought that I had ejaculated onto Jeong Yi-hyeon’s hands and mouth—my younger brother and someone of the same sex—filled me with a deep sense of mortification.

“Ugh, what the heck is this…!” “Why? You didn’t like it? No, you did. You liked it. Your face is so dirty right now.” “… … .” ‘My brother was so wild that I stood up too.’

Jeong Yi-hyeon took my hand and made me touch my erect penis over my underwear. It was stored in the drawer and was writhing like a large snake I had touched at the zoo. Touching a man’s penis is not a very pleasant thing, but maybe because it was a dream or because of Jeong Yi-hyeon’s pretty face, I didn’t feel as uncomfortable as I thought. Jeong Yi-hyeon soon started to move his hips as if my hand were a masturbation device and roughly thrust into me. ‘Haaah, I’m going crazy, it feels so good. When you touch me…’ Jeong I-hyeon had me wrap my hands around his genitals, which were clearly outlined even above the drawers, and placed my hands on top of them. His thing, which I could touch so clearly that I could even feel the veins, was throbbing hotly in my hands as if it had life.

‘Hah….’

Jeong Yi-hyeon let out a sticky sigh and roughly rubbed the top of the drawer.

The penis, which I thought was already erect to an unsightly degree, surprisingly swelled in volume as it rubbed against my hand. It grew to the point where I doubted whether it was the penis I knew in common sense.

Jeong I-hyeon put strength into her overlapping hands and made him hold her dick tightly as if she was squeezing it, and then started shaking her waist.

The sound of the elastic fabric of her underwear and the skin covering the pillar rubbing against her hands continued for a while.

‘Ugh. … Ah, ah… ‘ Not long after, Jeong Yi-hyeon threw his neck back and ejaculated with a growling animal-like sound.

Jeong Yi-hyeon shook his body and repeatedly moaned, “Huh, huh.”

The amount of cum he ejaculated was so much that his underwear was quickly soaked with semen. Naturally, it was sticky on my hand as well.

The room was heavy with a musty smell, a byproduct of the two people’s circumstances. Haa, haa… The sound of Jeong Yi Hyeon’s rapid, excited breathing filled the air, grating against her ears. Eun Hyun felt her thoughts fade, consciousness slipping away into the remnants of her dream.

Outside, the day was bright and clear, as though no rain had fallen the night before. The sunlight streamed through the blackout blinds and windows, its brightness piercing Eun Hyun’s closed eyelids.

Even with her eyes shut, the light seeped in, glowing red and causing her to frown. Eun Hyun vaguely sensed that she was curled up in a warm blanket, pressed snugly against the wall. The feeling reminded her of hiding in the thick cotton blankets piled in the closet at her maternal grandparents’ house in the countryside. It was cozy, the kind of warmth that was both comforting and slightly stifling.

Eun Hyun curled deeper into herself. What day is it today? Saturday.

I don’t have to go to work. Oh, thank goodness.

Her groggy mind sifted through scattered thoughts, but last night’s dream suddenly resurfaced, flickering in her memory like a revolving lantern. “Oh my god…!” Eun Hyun gasped, her eyes snapping open wide.

What is wrong with you, Eun Hyun? Are you so frustrated that you’re dreaming up things like this now? she berated herself internally. Instead of the wall she had expected to see, a solid man’s chest came into view.

She was wrapped in his arms instead of a blanket, lying face-to-face with Jeong Yi Hyeon.

The younger brother who had gone to sleep wearing pajamas under the covers last night was now shirtless. She didn’t even want to entertain the thought of checking the condition of his lower body.

Not that she wanted to assess her own situation either, but Eun Hyun couldn’t ignore the undeniable sensation: her panties were very, very wet.

No way!  Her face turned as pale as a sheet. It was true that I had been so busy since I started working that I had not had the energy to do anything, and I had not been able to relieve my desires. But who would have imagined that I would have a wet dream while sleeping in the same bed as my younger brother, dreaming of him sucking my penis?

A terrible sense of self-loathing came rushing in like a tidal wave. But that disgust didn’t last long. The front of her pajama pants was torn because she had peed so much while sleeping.

Eun Hyun got up, thinking she had to go out and put her underwear and pants in the washing machine. No, she tried to get up.

“Ugh… .”

Yi Hyeon wrapped his arms around Eun Hyun’s back and hugged her brother’s body tighter, placing his legs on top of her thighs. Their bodies were even more tightly interlocked. The legs that were raised were heavy and it was hard to breathe, but Eun Hyun held her breath for the time being, worried that her younger brother might wake up.

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