Wet Point: Prologue 0.2

Despite the hole reflexively tightening, the firm finger rubbed the inner wall in circles and burrowed deeper inside. The sticky mucous membrane, trying to push out foreign matter, instead only made his finger feel an elastic tightness.

“Hoooo… … .”

The man slowly closed and opened his eyes, then stuck out his tongue once again to lick his lips. Then, he began to wildly poke around inside with his long middle finger. With each squelching sound the thick finger made as it stirred, the hole stretched out thickly along with it. Along with the sound of the moist mucous membranes being rubbed together in stark detail, Ian’s eyes opened wide.

“Ah, euh……! Haaah……! Aheuk!”

Every time the man recklessly dug deep, crushing the unevenness of the elastic mucous membrane, Yi-an trembled and shook his head frantically. Transparent saliva flowing from between his parted red lips was stickily soaking the bed sheets.

“Baby.”

“Yes, yes… … .”

“Your butt has lowered again.” Yi-an quickly nodded and lifted his buttocks even higher into the air. If his butt lowered even a little, a fierce hand would slap his buttocks again, and then… … .

“You were pretending not to be, but you’re already hard. Do you like it?”

“Ah, ahh… … !”

His lower body would invariably stand stiff. It was when Yi-an lowered his head to check below, triggered by the tingling sensation at the tip, that a thick, firm palm instantly grasped his tender, smooth penis. The flesh, devoid of a single hair and appearing almost childlike, quickly disappeared into that large palm.

The man wrapped the lump of flesh, which did not quite fill his palm, and shook it back and forth. “Hng…”. As his tender, sensitive skin was pushed and scraped back and forth, Yi-an contorted his face. Although the movement was not very forceful, the grip was so large that the wrapped penis could not help but twist aimlessly, making thudding sounds and scattering precum here and there.

“Ha, heueu, heueup…….”

Yi-an, who was enduring the stimulation while lying face down, slowly began to breathe rapidly. Unable to bring himself to say he disliked it, he pulled down his primly upturned eyes and bit his lip. Whenever he felt the goosebump-inducing sensation, his toes pressed against the sheets twitched pitifully.

Before he knew it, the now-hairless penis had turned a deep red. The man, who had been massaging the genitals to draw out the heat, suddenly lowered his hand toward the soft perineum. As firm fingertips touched the sensitive skin, Yi-an trembled and hunched his shoulders. Involuntarily, he even tightened his thighs.

“Haaaah… … !”

It was the moment when another type of bodily fluid was added to the finger, which was already drenched in the fluid dripping from the glans. The man tapped the area between Yi-an’s thighs with the back of his hand, which was covered in that sticky fluid, urging him to open wide.

“I, I’m sorry……. Ah……, ahhng…….”

Yi-an bit his lip and widened the gap between his pressed thighs once again. As if he had been waiting for this, the man’s hand followed the open path toward a private spot.

“Your front pussy is already wet, too.”

“Heuk, heueueu…….”

On the skin where a typical man would have had a perineum and therefore be dry, a slippery liquid was glistening. The man rubbed the sticky fluid without showing much surprise, instead smirking slightly. He looked as if he had anticipated this.

The fingers that had been caressing the penis for a while now touched the hole squirting out a sticky liquid. The entrance, devoid of any body hair and soft enough to melt, began to twitch its entire muscle as if a button had been pressed the moment his fingers touched it. Along with the anus where the man’s fingers had first headed, there was another hole attached to Yi-an—and it was a real pussy.

Wet Point: Prologue 0.3

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