Solo For Two

Karel slipped his finger between Sasha’s buttocks.

“Even now, think it over again.”

“Haa, Karel….”

“If we start, I can’t stop.”

Karel then lifted Sasha onto his lap. Sasha seemed slightly shocked at how easily Karel had lifted him.

The space between their pressed chests gradually became damp with sweat. Karel held Sasha close, making sure he was fully leaning on him. From this angle, he could see the smooth line of Sasha’s back and slim waist. It was an angle he wouldn’t see unless they spent the night together. Karel tried to memorize the contours of Sasha’s body with intense focus.

“Sasha, are you really not going to refuse?”

“…Mhm.”

“Do you like me even a little?”

Karel’s voice was completely hoarse, surprising even himself.

Sasha didn’t reply. Taking it as a silent yes, Karel tenderly kissed Sasha’s closed eyes.

At the same time, Karel slid his middle finger between Sasha’s buttocks. With his other hand, he squeezed Sasha’s soft, firm buttocks and spread them apart. The sudden exposure to the cool air made Sasha tense and gasp. Karel’s finger brushed against the sensitive mucous membrane and pressed against the perineum. Sasha’s hand, which was gripping Karel’s strong neck, trembled with tension.

Feeling Sasha’s tense reaction, Karel thought that maybe he should stop, but he knew he couldn’t turn back now.

“Are you okay?”

Karel asked gently while massaging Sasha’s tense buttocks instead of inserting his finger. There was no resistance. Sasha moaned into his neck. When Karel grasped and stroked Sasha’s front a few times, he panted heavily from the simple yet intense stimulation.

Karel admired the sight of Sasha’s tense shoulder muscles. He gave Sasha a light kiss on the lips.

“Is this the first time someone else has touched you?”

“Karel, haa…. Haa, Karel….”

“Hmm? Is it your first time?”

Just helping Sasha masturbate was enough to make him twist his waist from the overwhelming stimulation. Watching Sasha move, Karel’s gaze darkened.

As they kissed, Karel licked Sasha’s palate with his tongue and suddenly pushed his thick middle finger into Sasha’s anus. Despite being tightly closed at first, the finger slid in smoothly, thanks to the relaxed state from the kiss.

“Karel, ugh, Karel….”

The foreign sensation of Karel’s finger inside him made Sasha’s muscles tighten again.

Karel frowned slightly and kept stroking Sasha’s back.

“Relax…. You’re flexible.”

“Mhm….”

Karel whispered into Sasha’s ear and lightly licked it. Sasha’s skin was smooth, and his ear was beautifully shaped. Licking along the edge of his ear, then sucking on the earlobe, Karel saw Sasha’s body go slack. It seemed Sasha enjoyed having his ears sucked. He soon wore a languid expression as if he were soaking in warm water.

When Karel gently bit and sucked on the outer rim of Sasha’s ear, Sasha moaned with parted lips. The muscles in his rear began to relax slightly.

Karel quickly scanned the table. Among the wine glasses, he spotted olive oil and butter. Imagining Sasha’s firm buttocks covered in olive oil made his groin throb. Without hesitation, Karel pulled his finger out of Sasha.

“Ahh….”

Then he reached for the olive oil, pouring it down Sasha’s back and between his buttocks. The oil trickled down the smooth skin, leaving a glistening trail. Some dripped onto the sofa. As the oil spread between his buttocks and over his perineum, Sasha instinctively arched his back at the unfamiliar sensation.

“Stay still. I’ll make you feel good.”

The warm oil and the slippery sensation against his skin made Sasha shudder intermittently. Karel spread the oil around the entrance and all over Sasha’s buttocks, savoring the resilient feel. Each time Sasha weakly panted, his closed eyelashes quivered slightly.

Karel soon hugged Sasha again and laid him down properly. Sasha’s eyes, unfocused from intoxication, met Karel’s gaze.

“I’m sorry.”

“…?”

“If I take too long, it’ll hurt more, so I’ll do it all at once.”

Karel completely removed Sasha’s pants and spread his thighs. Sasha, with a dazed expression, seemed oblivious to what was about to happen, lying naked with his legs spread open in front of the man.

Karel positioned himself between Sasha’s spread legs. He poured oil over his already swollen and rock-hard erection. It was unbearably hot. Just seeing Sasha lying with his legs spread made his penis twitch like a living creature.

As Sasha tried to sit up repeatedly, Karel bent down and kissed him to prevent him from seeing.

If Sasha saw the size of what Karel was about to put inside him, he would surely be scared. It was better to insert it without him seeing.

Karel poured the remaining oil into the forcibly spread hole.

As Sasha twisted his waist at the strange sensation from behind, Karel’s massive frame slowly covered him. The shadow completely blocked out both the candlelight and the moonlight.

“Relax.”

A low voice growled in his ear, Karel’s dark green eyes gleaming.

Sasha’s memories resurfaced around that moment.

At first, Sasha thought it was fingers moving in and out below. Whenever he tensed at the unfamiliar feeling of his insides spreading, Karel would whisper and kiss him. He couldn’t even tell how many fingers there were. Then, at some point, something hot and thick was rubbing against his wet backside.

“Ugh… Karel.”

When the tip of Karel’s glans first tried to push inside, Sasha inhaled sharply at the heavy sensation. It felt like trying to force in a tennis ball. But the shaft grew even thicker, and as the broadest part entered, Sasha involuntarily clutched Karel’s arm, pleading.

But Karel didn’t retreat an inch and continued to push in slowly.

At first, the insertion felt endlessly slow, but halfway through, it suddenly felt as if his body was sucking in the penis, and it slid in deeply. When the thick, blunt end finally reached a spot deep inside, near his spine, Sasha couldn’t even scream. He just trembled violently and twisted his neck.

“You did well…. Keep relaxing like that.”

Karel spoke gently, brushing Sasha’s hair back. Sweat dripped steadily from his chin, showing his immense patience. Sasha tried to focus, looking up at the surreal sight of the man penetrating him.

Just as Sasha was about to ask how far it had gone in, Karel slowly withdrew his hips. The slow withdrawal made Sasha acutely aware of the shape and veins of Karel’s penis. His mind felt hazy as if it were melting, but the sensation below was sharply real.

“I’m sorry.”

Sasha didn’t understand why Karel was apologizing until he lowered his head and licked Sasha’s tear-streaked eyes. Sasha realized he had been crying and pleading in his native language, which Karel couldn’t understand. Tears were trailing down his cheeks to his ears.

“It’s better than stopping midway. You’ll get used to it after we make a path once.”

Sasha shook his head, wondering why he was crying. It didn’t hurt as much as he had expected.

Karel patiently moved his thick, large penis in and out of Sasha’s backside. He continued this slow, deliberate pace until it moved in and out smoothly. It was a considerate gesture, but unfortunately, Sasha found the teasing sensation unbearable and started to cry.

Sasha wished Karel would be more forceful and satisfy his desire quickly. As a man, he knew how quickly he could reach climax if they focused solely on ejaculation.

But Karel was incredibly thorough and slow.

“I want you to feel it too.”

Karel repeatedly kissed Sasha’s fine eyebrows, eyes, and cheeks. His consideration only added to Sasha’s confusion as he sobered up. The shock of being completely overpowered and penetrated by another man left his mind blank. He struggled to relax, fearing his backside might tear.

Sasha had never imagined sex to be like this—so slow, aching, and vivid.

Karel, unable to understand Sasha’s pleas, kissed him again with a low groan.

“I feel like I’m going crazy…”

Karel muttered. Then, just when he thought he was in as deep as he could go, he thrust forcefully inside.

“Ugh…!”

The feeling of Karel’s thing sliding in as far as it could go, filling him completely, and the stimulation when it withdrew was almost unbearable, making Sasha’s spread thighs tremble violently.

As Sasha cried and begged in his native language, Karel adjusted his grip on Sasha’s thighs. The body that had been holding onto him now reached out instinctively. But Karel, now caught in a powerful wave of arousal, grabbed Sasha’s ankles instead of his hands and lifted his legs.

As he adjusted their positions, his thick penis slipped out. Sasha shivered at the cold air hitting his open hole. Then, with a changed angle, Karel thrust back in deeply.

“You’re so beautiful…”

“Ah, ah, ugh…”

Sasha’s body shook with each unrelenting thrust. Though it felt like his insides were being pummeled by a fist, a faint heat rose from unknown places within him each time Karel drove in.

Looking down at Sasha, who was disheveled and moaning, Karel gritted his teeth. The only thing holding back his aggression was knowing it was their first time together.

Each deep thrust made Sasha tremble. The hole stretched to its limit and the inner walls gripped Karel’s penis like a living thing. Sasha’s dancer’s body, accustomed to stretching muscles painfully, would relax and tighten rhythmically.

Karel found Sasha, who was so well-adapted to pain, endearing and kissed his tear-streaked eyes repeatedly.

“You’re so beautiful, it’s hard to resist.”

As Karel bent down, Sasha weakly moaned at the feeling of Karel’s thing pressing deep inside. Flesh met flesh with a loud slap, making Sasha convulse and shudder.

Fully aroused, Karel squinted his eyes. The deeper he pounded, the more Sasha felt it. Karel increased the intensity, pushing Sasha to his limits until he lost control and screamed.

“Ah, ah, ugh… ah, ha…”

Tears streamed from Sasha’s flushed eyes. When Karel pressed his legs down to his shoulders and thrust down almost vertically, Sasha suddenly held his breath. The intense pressure made Karel gasp too. Sasha’s insides clenched tightly, his entire body trembling as his inner walls squeezed Karel’s penis madly, reaching climax from behind.

Realizing this, Karel simultaneously touched Sasha in the front. Sasha twisted and sobbed, trying to escape the overwhelming pleasure. The intense contractions of his inner walls lasted long, thanks to Karel bringing him to climax both front and back. Sasha’s thighs trembled with aftershocks from the double orgasm.

While Sasha was climaxing, Karel buried himself even deeper inside. The impact of their flesh meeting made Sasha cry out again.

The sight of Sasha’s tear-streaked face spurred Karel’s own climax more than the pleasurable pressure around his penis. As he greedily thrust into the tight space, Karel couldn’t help but observe Sasha’s crying face intently.

Karel reached his first climax, releasing his semen deep inside Sasha. Sasha shuddered at the sensation of Karel’s spasming penis hitting his insides.

Only after his climax did Karel realize how roughly he’d treated Sasha. But instead of regret, he felt a profound sense of satisfaction. Exhausted, Sasha had his eyes closed, and Karel was relieved. It was better that Sasha couldn’t see the look in his eyes.

The mental euphoria from completely dominating someone inexperienced with sex with another man was immense.

Panting, Karel kissed Sasha soothingly. He was deeply fond of the man who had endured him so well. Sasha’s unfocused eyes eventually found Karel’s, holding a hint of reproach.

Sasha mumbled something Karel couldn’t understand, so he hugged him tightly without withdrawing. The dampness from Sasha’s sweat felt pleasant.

“What?”

Not understanding, Karel kissed Sasha’s elegant nails, slender hands, and palms continuously. Sasha, his face flushed, tried to push him away gently, but Karel ignored it. Sasha twisted his body slightly, but with Karel’s much heavier weight pinning him down, it was difficult to move.

The sensation of being tightly filled was particularly unsettling.

The back was slick with oil and dripping semen, and the entrance that was still tightly holding onto Karel’s felt a throbbing, almost like a heartbeat. And more than anything else….

“Turn around.”

Karel’s still hard erection seemed doubtful whether he had climaxed. Sasha, as Karel directed, turned his body with some remaining curiosity and looked at him. Karel held Sasha’s buttocks with both hands and attempted a slow insertion again.

“Ah, ah….”

“I like that sound. Make more noise.”

During the second act, Sasha buried his face in the sofa and let out a powerless scream. The hole, drenched in semen, swallowed Karel’s erection without any resistance. Despite a slight protest, Sasha had to tremble all over from the intense climax again during the second intercourse.

By then, even the drunkenness had worn off, and with vivid lucidity, he had to accept the beastly acts being performed on his body. It was the first time he resented his well-trained stamina that wouldn’t easily tire.

However, no matter how hard it was, he couldn’t shake off the look of love in Karel’s eyes. After ejaculation, Karel treated Sasha as if he were a precious treasure. He touched Sasha’s entire body as if handling a delicately crafted jewel, and even kissed the messy hole smeared with his own semen reverently.

And when Sasha’s resistance weakened due to those tender caresses, Karel would attempt to insert himself again.

That night, having the opportunity to embrace the one he had longed for, Karel lost almost all reason and endlessly showered Sasha with his love.

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Karel woke up to the sound of knocking on the door. As soon as he opened his eyes, the midday sun hit his vision directly, causing him to frown. Looking at the clock, it was already close to noon.

‘Since I barely fell asleep at dawn….’

Karel looked down at Sasha in his arms for a moment. He was still sleeping soundly. Kissing his pitiful face, which had cried all night, lightly, Karel carefully got up to avoid waking him.

Wearing only a gown, he opened the door to find a servant who had brought a late breakfast waiting outside. It was the same person who had previously cut Sasha’s hair.

“Since you skipped breakfast, I thought you should at least have lunch…. Shall I bring the meal inside?”

Karel was embarrassed. No matter how used he was to being treated like Julian’s sibling, he hadn’t expected to be served even in his absence.

As Karel’s expression hardened, the servant looked up at him with a puzzled face.

“Is something wrong?”

“…Next time, if I skip breakfast, just leave it be. There’s no need to prepare twice because of me.”

“Master Julian instructed us to take care of guests and Karel as if they were himself. I’m just doing as I was told.”

“…”

As Karel remained silent, having nothing to say, the servant asked again.

“But that foreign guest isn’t in the room. I thought he might be sleeping somewhere in the villa, but I couldn’t find him. Do you know where he is?”

“Oh, that… I’m not sure….”

Karel trailed off, belatedly realizing he should use his body to block the open door. He then became aware of his loosely worn gown and the faint scent of last night’s affair lingering in the room. If the previous night’s activities were discovered, it would be troublesome.

Karel knew that the mysterious foreigner with black hair had been oddly captivating to the servants, especially the women. They were curious about what kind of relationship he had with either Karel or Julian.

What if their relationship was discovered? Rumors would spread faster than words, eventually reaching Julian’s ears.

“Anyway, since I’ve brought it, please eat it today. I’ll place it on the table.”

“Oh, no! I’ll handle it myself.”

Though puzzled, the servant handed the tray to Karel and left. Karel locked the door securely with relief.

After placing the meal on the side table and heading back to the bed, he saw that Sasha, seemingly disliking the sunlight disturbing his eyes, had rolled over to lie on his stomach.

Why is it? Even this sight is so lovely.

Karel couldn’t hide the smile that naturally came out as he kissed Sasha’s turned back. He traced the nape of Sasha’s neck, which still faintly smelled of citrus, with his lips. When Sasha squirmed, tickled, his back muscles tensed and relaxed like scales along his slender waist.

Overcome with sudden desire just from seeing Sasha’s bare back, Karel thrust his fingers into Sasha from behind.

“Mm…?”

Sasha, waking up vaguely from sleep, let out a confused groan. The hole, already relaxed, easily accepted Karel’s fingers. As he pushed in three fingers at once, leftover fluids squelched, and Sasha began to squirm.

“If you move, you’ll get hurt.”

Karel wanted to breathe in every sigh Sasha made, so he held Sasha’s chin and kissed him. As he spread his fingers inside, stretching and prodding, Sasha’s breathing grew labored, clinging to Karel. Sasha’s chest heaved as he gasped for air. Karel found it hard to reconcile his desire to protect Sasha with the urge to see him clinging desperately. Both sides of Sasha were irresistibly lovable.

Karel made Sasha lie face down, pressing his face into the pillow. Sasha, his eyes red from crying all night, tried to look back at Karel fearfully. But Karel, keeping his hand on the back of Sasha’s head, spoke gently.

“It’s because you’re so lovely.”

As he nibbled and licked Sasha’s hair and shoulder blades, Karel felt a predatory urge. Sasha, perhaps sensing this violent impulse, began to sob weakly again, though most of his cries were muffled by the soft pillow.

Karel knew Sasha was crying from the trembling of his back. But Sasha had to understand that crying would only make things worse.

Karel lifted Sasha’s hips, propping him on his knees. His entrance, now loose and slick from the previous night, allowed Karel’s erection to slide in easily. The once tight entrance now accommodated him with surprising ease.

Karel bent down to kiss Sasha’s back.

“You held up well last night. So beautiful.”

Last night, despite his fear, Sasha had keenly felt everything. Finding a partner who could endure and share in Karel’s rougher sex was rare. Knowing Sasha was his perfect match made it harder to hold back.

Karel thrust deeply into Sasha’s back, then pulled out completely and pushed in four fingers. Alternating between his hand and erection, Sasha’s sobs turned to pleas.

“Shall we try putting them both in?”

“Hm?”

When Karel finally pushed his erection in alongside two fingers, Sasha’s knees buckled. He seemed terrified, trembling intensely from the sensation.

After only a few thrusts, Sasha let out a short scream. When Karel touched his front, he found Sasha had already climaxed, his semen trickling down to his chest. Karel gathered the trembling Sasha into his arms. Despite how loose his entrance had become, it seemed the stimulation was too much.

Karel gently laid Sasha on his back and looked into his eyes. Sasha’s pupils, dilated with pleasure, pleaded with Karel.

“Should we stop?”

Sasha, not fully understanding Karel’s question, shook his head desperately. It might have meant to stop, but it seemed more like he was tightening his grip on Karel, which amused him.

Karel tenderly stroked Sasha’s hair, licked his earlobes, and kissed the tears clinging to his eyelashes until Sasha calmed down.

When Sasha’s breathing had softened, Karel folded one of his legs up and pinned it to his chest, pressing down with his weight. Trapped between the soft bedding and Karel’s body, Sasha whimpered from the pressure. Karel drove his erection deep into Sasha’s unresisting entrance again.

“Hic…”

Tears streamed down Sasha’s face, and Karel, wiping them with his thumb, pressed down on Sasha’s swollen upper lip. Sasha kept trying to avert his gaze or close his eyes, so Karel repeatedly turned his face back to meet his own.

“You’re so pretty, why do you keep avoiding me?”