By Zephyria 
“Just leave your phone with me, Hyung. You don’t have anyone to contact anyway, right? I’ll filter everything for you first.”
As I chattered excitedly, Min-ho calmly placed his index finger against his lips. Shh, a short signal followed by a low voice.
“Stop overreacting. Be quiet so I can concentrate.”
“U-woong.”
Gyu-oh, instantly calmed by Min-ho’s single word, grinned and turned his gaze back to the phone. This time it was the photo gallery. There were plenty of Gyu-oh’s selfies, including photos taken while wearing priest robes. He hadn’t saved every single one sent, but seemed to have collected only the ones he liked. Because that was insanely cute, Gyu-oh secretly covered his mouth and giggled.
“Look at this.”
Tapping the shoulder shaking with laughter, Min-ho thrust his own phone screen forward.
“Just how many photos of me did you take?”
This was from the time he had hired the baldie to tail him. Back then, he had pushed so hard against such a wall; he had really struggled. It was only a few months ago, yet it was strange how it felt like a distant past.
“They came out well, right? That was when Hyung told me not to come anywhere near… I would’ve died of curiosity if I couldn’t at least see your face.”
In response to the brazen attitude, Min-ho simply flicked an eyebrow.
“Stalker.”
“I was a stalker back then, so what. Are you going to report me now? I’m your boyfriend, you gonna report me?”
Fearing he might actually say he’d report him, Gyu-oh quickly pecked his cheek and pulled back. At that, Min-ho shook his head as if resigning. Feeling good again at the soft reaction, Gyu-oh continued browsing the phone with a grin. This time, unlike before, Min-ho’s voice flew in, sounding slightly sharper.
“Date spots?”
“Huh?”
Turning his gaze, he saw the screen with the notepad open. ‘Date Spots’ was written in bold, and beneath it, names of restaurants and cafes were listed densely. Even the last modified date was from about half a year ago. The eyes fixed on the screen slid upward. He immediately met those calm, brown eyes.
“You didn’t do what you were told and instead spent your time intensely preparing for dates. I wonder who you spent such wonderful time with.”
“That? What’s that?”
“Don’t I know? The Won Gyu-oh from half a year ago probably knows.”
Min-ho, speaking in a voice that was indifferent yet prickly, leaned his head back against the headrest and looked at the phone again. In the face of his chillingly calm demeanor, Gyu-oh was the only one flustered. He racked his brain quickly and barely managed to recall the reason he had searched for date spots.
“Ah! That’s it! I saved them for Mu-gyeong hyung and Hong-ju-ssi to go to.”
“….”
“Th-those people are always just at home. Hyung knows, right? So I looked up various places for them. So Hong-ju-ssi could get some fresh air. That’s it, that’s what it was.”
Min-ho gave no answer. He simply moved his fingers quietly, inspecting various parts of the phone.
“It’s true.”
“….”
“It’s really true. Call Mu-gyeong hyung and check. I’ll bet my motorcycle on it.”
“Sure.”
The stiff response caused a jolt, but at the same time, a strange thrill surged. This is exactly like the atmosphere at the auction house earlier.
“…Is this also jealousy?”
As he asked, cautiously reading the room, Min-ho wore a faint smile. It was the kind of fake smile one would show a business associate.
“No. I’m just accepting reality.”
“….”
“That our Gyu-oh used to date like this.”
Wait. If I’m not careful, I’m fucked. As soon as he judged that further phone surveillance would bring nothing but trouble, Gyu-oh blindly threw himself forward. After lunging to hug the upper body leaning against the headrest, he violently pulled down the hand holding the phone.
“Don’t accept it. Ah, enough. Stop looking.”
Then, he snatched the device and tossed it into the corner of the sofa. Why the hell didn’t he delete that? Did he think it would be useful someday? He felt a phantom bead of sweat trickling down.
“Good grief. And here you were, pushing me to be restrictive.”
Min-ho let out a chuckle and slowly stroked the back of Gyu-oh’s head. Since there was no anger in the touch, Gyu-oh began to relax. It was then. A low voice settled quietly in his ear.
“You looked up a lot of date spots. Shall we start from the top of the list?”
“….”
He bolted upright and met his eyes. A face devoid of any petty emotions like annoyance, anger, or jealousy stared back at him. Min-ho, wearing a smile that was even soft, unlike before, parted his lips.
“Or should we start with the closest ones?”
Would other people even know? That Cha Min-ho has such a mature and considerate personality. He is equally kind to everyone, but it’s not obvious, so probably no one knows. Well, since I pour an immense amount of interest into Hyung, I have no choice but to notice.
“…Wherever Hyung wants to go first.”
Closing his eyes tight, he poured all his attention into the overflowing emotion. Doing so, his body naturally chased Min-ho’s body temperature. Gripping the cheeks, parting the lips, sharing breath. Acts that were once incredibly awkward continued with familiarity.
He slid his hand under the pushed-up hem of the shirt and kneaded the firm body. Even though he didn’t apply much force, Min-ho flinched at every touch and let out breaths he had been holding.
“…Are you going to?”
Min-ho, exhaling with heaving shoulders, looked up at him quietly. Slightly flushed cheeks, parted lips, and brown eyes shimmering with a calm excitement. He knew Hyung had a mysterious aura, but now that they were lovers, it was even clearer.
“You decide, Hyung.”
Despite saying that, he leaned down and buried his lips in the nape of the neck. He gripped the thin skin with his lips, moistened it hotly with his tongue, and nibbled on it. It might have been stinging, but Min-ho didn’t push him away. He simply slid his fingers into the back of Gyu-oh’s head and shook them gently.
“…Let’s just do a few releases. Your bones will rot.”
As soon as the half-hearted permission was given, he applied force and sucked the thin skin. This was definitely a spot that wouldn’t be covered by a shirt collar, but he felt anxious if he didn’t leave at least this much. There must be dozens or hundreds of guys he encounters in a day. Surely there’s at least one guy who finds Cha Min-ho hot? There definitely would be. He had to leave a clear mark so they’d know there was a goalkeeper.
“Got it.”
As he mumbled with his lips buried in the nape, Min-ho shifted his shoulder.
“Don’t… don’t suck there.”
The tone was troubled, but Gyu-oh was satisfied that no hand followed to push him away. Gyu-oh snapped his head up and moved his body downward. Eventually, he rested his cheek against Min-ho’s groin and looked up quietly.
“Then, how about here?”
“….”
Min-ho, supporting himself with his elbows and raising his upper body halfway, opened his mouth soundlessly. A deeper excitement than before shimmered in his vacant gaze. He must be hard. Well, with a cute and handsome younger lover rubbing his cheek against his cock, who wouldn’t be hard? And Hyung is usually honest about these things.
“I’ll suck it well for you. This leaves no mark, and no one will see. Right?”
As he pulled down Min-ho’s pants and underwear in one go, the half-erect genitals were revealed. He gripped the shaft to straighten it and parted his lips. He was acting slowly on purpose to make it more erotic, but honestly, he was the one getting impatient. He wanted to swallow that hot cock into his mouth and suck it loudly. Until there was nothing left to come out and it became stinging.
“Hey, you… you’ve never even done it with a man, yet you’re so…”
As soon as the tongue touched the glans, Min-ho threw his head back. It seemed difficult even to support his body, as he flopped back down.
He had never put another man’s cock in his mouth, but as Hyung worried, it wasn’t disgusting or repulsive.
“It’s fine, though?”
He licked up the tip of the shaft with his broad tongue. The cock twitched and became stiff enough that he didn’t even need to support it with his hand.
“It tastes okay.”
“Crazy, don’t… don’t say things like that.”
“Whyyy.”
He took the tip in his mouth and slowly licked the taut, rounded part with his tongue. He felt a bit of fluid leaking out at the tip of his tongue. It didn’t taste fishy or sour. Rather, it made him more thirsty.
“Ah, hng…”
At the faint moan, his own lower half kept swelling stiffly. But right now, bringing about Hyung’s ejaculation was more important than his own.
He gripped with his lips and swallowed, applying force until his cheeks hollowed. Since it was his first time giving fellatio, it was a bit difficult to try not to use his teeth, but he was confident since he adapted quickly to physical things.
Taking the genitals deep inside, he consciously tightened his throat. He could feel the cock becoming even harder as the veins stood out. With tension in his throat, he slowly moved his head up and down. He swallowed and spat out the shaft, which was glistening with saliva. He continuously stimulated the base of the shaft by gently circling it with his hand. He could see the firm lower abdomen, hidden by the clothes, twitching.
Honestly, he’s so weak to stimulation. Even when they had sex, Hyung would come twice for every one time Gyu-oh did. Once the ejaculations passed four times, he would tremble violently even without releasing anything. Even so, he remembered the hot, sticky inner walls that tightened around him and wouldn’t let go.
“Mmm…”
Just recalling the familiar sensation had a great effect. Gyu-oh, frowning, plunged his head down. When he tightly constricted the genitals shoved all the way to his throat, Min-ho writhed. Gyu-oh reached out and gripped both thighs tightly.
Just a little more… Tears welled up and his throat stung, but he didn’t spit out the genitals. He only pressed and rubbed the shaft, drenched in saliva, with his tongue. The rounded glans twitched, pressing against his throat.