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"Haa...fvck."

After an exhausting night of rubbing his dicck and going through a box of tissues, Yeong-hae could barely sleep. While he continued to curse Tae-hwan, he replayed his wild dream images once again.

"Hnn..."

It was so irritating that he grimaced just thinking about it. The dream was a further exaggeration and distortion of what he'd seen last evening. In the dream, Tae-hwan's dolphin pants were shortened, barely covering his plump ass, and he wore no underwear. His round, soft buttocks jiggled and swayed. And what had been a loose, sleeveless undergarment in real life became a short top that cut off just below the nipples, revealing Tae-hwan's full, perky breasts and a glimpse of his red nipples.

In the dream, Tae-hwan seduced Yeong-hae with a mischievous smile, emphasizing his breasts and buttocks as if he were starring in an adult film. His swaying breasts and nipples poking through the thin fabric were extremely arousing. When Yeong-hae buried and sucked those plump breasts, the middle-aged man patted him on the back as if he had done a good job.

Then Yeong-hae cupped the bulging breasts with his hands and squeezed them, feeling the soft flesh against his fingers as clearly as if they were real.

"NNNGHHH!"

Tae-hwan's low, slightly hoarse voice broke into a high-pitched squeal, making Young-hae's c0ck grow even harder, threatening to burst.

Young-hae was a perverted bastard. He loved to see Tae-hwan's strong, big body crumble into a mess. 

"Mmnh...mmn..."

He suckled hard, the bulging chest pressing and bouncing against his lips.

Tae-hwan twisted his waist and hugged Young-hae's back even tighter. When the boy pulled his lips away from his nipple, he whimpered and shook his head slightly, begging for more. A long line of saliva trailed from his protruding nipple to Yeong-hae's mouth.

F*ck. In his dream, Tae-hwan looked so f*cking sexy. His pale, perky breasts were embroidered with drool-soaked mouth marks, while his arms were raised to the sides of his head. He looked like one of Yeong-hae's classmate's favorite anime girls from high school, although Tae-hwan was much more erotic and much more voluptuous. Yeong-hae was convinced that his breasts were ten times bigger.

"Nn...NGHHHHH..."

Tae-hwan let out a long howl as he rubbed his knee against Young-hae's groin, his short pants pushed up to reveal his beautiful, plump thighs. Even in his dream, Yeong-hae wanted to faint at the very hot scene. But he couldn't. He didn't dare, not with those legs spread wide right before his very own eyes.

Yeong-hae gulped down a chunk of saliva.

He spread Tae-hwan's legs further, causing the middle-aged man to blush with embarrassment, but he managed to get his arms behind his knees to keep them open. Only a three finger wide strip of cloth struggled to cover Tae-hwan's groin. His testicles were visible beneath it. His slightly erect penis twitched.

When Yeong-hae hooked his index finger into the cloth and pulled it aside, a tiny hole met his eyes. Even Tae-hwan's hole was very neat and pretty, Yeong-hae wanted to put his lips to it and suck it very hard. But something else was more urgent.

So Young-hae started to take off his pants—

[Beep, beep, beep!]

An alarm went off.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

Heat shot through Yeong-hae's body and he sat up almost too fast. The dirty desire he'd been dreaming about for so long had just given him a very specific one, but FUCCK! Why the hell did he have to wake up at the wrong time?

Yeong-hae's pants were wet again and he hadn't even gotten to that part yet. The f*cking pretty little hole.

Waking up alone in the house with a sad heart, Young-hae stumbled to his feet and got undressed.

"F*ck. Sh*t."

He lost count of how many times this had happened. Young-hae blamed the damned middle-aged man for his premature growth spurt as he start to wash his wet underwear and bedsheets. That damned old man always did him dirty, so he couldn't help but feel a bitter.

"Seriously!"

Why the hell did he have to be so attractive?

Clank, clank, Yeong-hae grumbled, spinning his underwear in the washing machine.

An old man shouldn't be that fvcking hot.

From Yeong-hae's earliest memories to the present, Tae-hwan had always been like that. He was so much more handsome than the handsome actors on TV, and he was so different from the people around him that it was like watching a video whenever they were together.

During the time when Yeong-hae slowly realized that Tae-hwan was a real person, he wanted to be pampered so much that he showed a side of himself that he didn't even show to his parents, giggling and cooing. Whenever he did, Tae-hwan would smile back and give him a hug, and little Yeong-hae? He'd gladly bury his face in the man's big, soft chest. Ah, what a time that was. A pure bliss. Although Yeong-hae later realized that he'd never looked at the middle-aged man the same way again.

As much as the boy tried to hide it, he finally realized the true nature of his feelings for Tae-hwan. That's why his attitude towards the man became more and more distorted. He couldn't help but know that Tae-hwan thought of him as more than just the little boy next door, but as his nephew. And a nephew cannot lust after his uncle's boobs.

Especially when Yeong-hae was in his prime, when he daydreamed almost every day, he would get a hard-on every time he saw Tae-hwan. So the boy insisted on wearing clothes that were much bigger than his size. What for? To hide his hard-on, of course.

It made young Yeong-hae sad that he had to make such a ridiculous display. But Tae-hwan was a very sweet man and that made him even sadder.

Young Yeong-hae tried his best to ignore it, but every time he watched heterosexual p0rn, he would have a dream in which Tae-hwan was wearing skimpy women's underwear. And when he watched gay p0rn, he would see Tae-hwan moaning with his ass open. Both images tormented and amused Young-hae and he filed them away in his mind. Especially Tae-hwan in the red lace bra that was so fvcking hot.

Tae-hwan's tits, trapped by the round bra wire, rose to just below his collarbone, creating a deep valley between them. And in this dream, Tae-hwan was drinking milk from a bottle, but spilled some of it on his plump chest.

Oh, Yeong-hae could never forget how Tae-hwan wiped the milk from the corner of his mouth and cupped his breasts with both hands. How Tae-hwan twisted his waist and cried sweetly as Yeong-hae sucked all the milk from his cleavage. How Tae-hwan stuck out his butt in his red lace panties and opened them with both hands to reveal his twitching pretty ass hole. How his mother's phone call ruined it up and made the boy realize that he couldn't ravage those jiggly buttocks.

So very unfair. Yeong-hae was so sad that he refused to answer his parents' calls or messages for a while after that incident. But because he desperately wanted to dream about the sexy old man, he fell asleep earlier every night, citing all kinds of pseudoscience, but that sexy Taehwan never appeared again.

Yeonghae's dicck always responded only to Taehwan.

The boy knew it was very dirty, but he couldn't even count the number of times he masturbated while rubbing his c0ck with ears against the wall connected to Tae-hwan's house. And Tae-hwan, who was careless enough to give his lock number to a 20-year-old boy next door who was desperate to fvck him, never noticed that one of his underwears had ended up in the boy's hand.

But no matter how perverted Yeong-hae was, he did not steal it directly. He just didn't return the things that flew from the veranda next door.





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