3.7 – Level-up

The two days waiting for the weekend flew by. In that short time, Oh Seung-pyo was incredibly busy. He thought that if he had prepared for the final exams with this much passion, he might have actually won the bet this time. If Seung-pyo had succeeded in taking 1st place in the school, how would the situation have changed?

Having hurriedly finished cleaning the house, which he had started the moment his Hyung left, Seung-pyo stopped mid-motion while wiping the edge of his bookshelf. A doorbell was ringing throughout the house.

It was the common entrance call bell announcing a guest’s arrival. When he quickly turned on the intercom, a familiar face, looking stiffer and more nervous than usual, appeared on the screen. Without a word, Seung-pyo opened the door immediately.

While Jae-min was coming up to the house, Seung-pyo quickly washed his hands, gave his hair one last tidy, and looked around for a final check of the house’s condition.

He had cleaned in small increments over several days so his Hyung wouldn’t notice, but at a glance, it didn’t feel messy. He didn’t know how it would look to a guy who lived in a house with a cleaning lady, but Seung-pyo had done his best.

As he lingered in front of the entrance, he heard the ding of the elevator opening. Since it didn’t take long from the elevator to the front door, the bell should have rung immediately, but it was quiet outside.

‘Why is he stalling when he’s clearly already here?’

Just as an anxious Seung-pyo was about to fling the door open, the front door bell he had been waiting for rang. Seung-pyo gave a low cough, waited a moment as if he hadn’t been waiting at all, and then opened the door.

The visitor of the day was standing at the door.

“You’re here?”

“Yeah.”

Seung-pyo unconsciously swallowed hard. He had agonized dozens of times over what clothes would be appropriate to wear when greeting Jae-min, but he hadn’t thought about what Ryu Jae-min would be wearing.

Ryu Jae-min was wearing a pale mint-colored short-sleeved t-shirt and light-colored denim pants. He had seen him in casual clothes exactly once when he stayed at Jae-min’s house, but back then, it was dark-colored loungewear, so he hadn’t felt a big difference from the school uniform he always saw. Now was different.

Mint color. It was a color Oh Seung-pyo would have refused even if someone paid him to wear it, but it suited Ryu Jae-min perfectly. As he stared intently at Jae-min, who looked like he was wrapped in pastel-toned wrapping paper, the guest waiting at the entrance spoke first.

“Can I come in?”

Damn. He had been standing there like an idiot and forgot to tell him to come in.

With the atmosphere drifting away from his plan right from the start, Seung-pyo quickly composed himself and stepped aside.

“Come in.”

Jae-min strode into the house. Once the front door closed, the house shared by the two silent people felt even quieter.

‘What should I say?’

While guiding Jae-min to the living room, all sorts of trivial problems that he wouldn’t normally care about were bickering and asserting their presence in Seung-pyo’s head. However, once again, Jae-min spoke first, making the worry pointless.

“This.”

“Hmm?”

A crisp shopping bag dangled from the fingertips being held out. Seung-pyo took it instinctively.

“My mother told me to bring it. She said you shouldn’t go to a friend’s house empty-handed…”

Inside the shopping bag, a metal cookie box that looked luxurious at a glance and a small bouquet of flowers were neatly packaged together. As the image of the elegant middle-aged woman who had accepted his greeting in the apartment hallway came to mind, Seung-pyo’s expression became troubled, like a lost person.

To think she would personally prepare a gift without even knowing the reason her son was visiting a ‘friend’s house.’ The son she had raised so preciously and carefully was planning to be completely corrupted in his hands today.

He was already a guy corrupted enough, but if until now it had been cyber-corruption, today was the day he planned to put the finishing touch on it in reality…

“You didn’t have to do this.”

Out of guilt, Seung-pyo couldn’t even take it out and placed it on the dining table as it was in the shopping bag. Jae-min’s gaze, which had been casually scanning the house, also stopped on the table.

“Oh, there were already flowers.”

“My Hyung brought them as a gift.”

That was a lie. The flowers decorating the table were ones Seung-pyo had rushed to the flower shop to buy early this morning, as soon as his Hyung left the house.

When the owner tried to carefully wrap them with lace and ribbons, asking if they were for a gift, he had urged her that they were for welcoming a guest and he would put them in a vase as soon as he got home, so he brought them as a bundle.

Thinking about buying flowers was a good idea, but when he actually tried to put a vase in his room, it felt incredibly awkward, so he ended up putting them on the dining table. He figured it would look strange if he decorated a house where only two brothers lived without parents for no reason, so he decided to claim his Hyung had received them.

If it was going to be like this, there was no need to rush to the flower shop in the morning. He felt as if he had suddenly become stupid.

“Then since these were given as a gift for you, let’s put them in your room.”

As if the harassment about getting ready to be eaten was just a weird dream he had during a nap, Jae-min was acting completely nonchalant, like someone who had just come to visit a close friend’s house. He took the bouquet out of the shopping bag and asked Seung-pyo.

“Do you have another vase?”

Of course not. Even the vase on the table was something he had hurriedly bought at the flower shop, and he hadn’t even peeled off the sticker on the bottom yet.

“That’s the only one.”

“Then even something like a big cup.”

Seung-pyo went to the sink and filled a tall glass, which his Hyung occasionally used for beer, with water. As soon as he turned around with the glass, Jae-min, who had approached before he knew it, was unwrapping the bouquet.

“Scissors, please.”

“Why scissors?”

“If you cut the ends of the stems, the flowers live longer.”

When he handed over the scissors without a word, Jae-min quietly began to trim the ends of the flower stems. He had never bought flowers with his own money, but perhaps because Ryu Jae-min was a rich boy, he knew all sorts of things. Seung-pyo didn’t bother hiding his thoughts.

“How do you know that? They don’t teach that at school.”

“My father and mother often put flowers in the house. I just learned as I lived.”

“What kind of flowers are they?”

“I don’t know the name well. Looking at them, they seem to be a type of rose.”

The flowers Ryu Jae-min brought were gorgeous and delicate, with layers of petals in a pale orange hue. Thinking of the image of the woman who had briefly crossed his mind, it seemed it wasn’t a lie that his mother had sent them.

The flowers were innocent, but Seung-pyo decided to put them away. Since it was obvious what they were going to do in his room, it felt uncomfortable to keep flowers that reminded him of Ryu Jae-min’s mother within sight. Although he couldn’t be meticulous due to lack of time, Seung-pyo had still chosen flowers that suited Ryu Jae-min. They were elegant and pure rather than flashy, a mix of white and blue.

“Let’s leave the flowers you brought in the living room and take the ones on the table to my room.”

“Why?”

Do you want to have flowers your mother gave you decorating the room while we have sex? Just as Seung-pyo was about to snap back, he was momentarily speechless. In Jae-min’s face, as he blinked as if he had completely forgotten the purpose of coming here, there was an atmosphere that made it difficult to mock him as usual. Meeting him outside of school in casual clothes made him feel like a different person.

In the end, Seung-pyo’s mouth opened and closed a few times before he changed his answer.

“They’re too flashy to put in my room.”

“Really?”

Seung-pyo snatched the glass from the hand of the blankly questioning Jae-min, swapped it for the vase he had prepared early in the morning, and finally stood in front of his room and called his guest.

“Come here.”

At that moment, Seung-pyo had to correct his previous thoughts. It was because Jae-min’s face, which had been acting naturally as if he had forgotten the promise, suddenly stiffened. He clearly saw the peaceful eyes tremble slightly. It wasn’t Seung-pyo’s imagination that the face on the intercom screen had looked slightly nervous.

I almost forgot just how incredible Ryu Jae-min’s acting skills were. To think I still believed the act he was putting on, even after being blindsided so hard—I still have a long way to go.

Only then did Seung-pyo regain his composure, curling the corners of his lips into a smile that pretended to be devoid of ulterior motives.

“What are you doing? You want to just stay in the living room?”

Without waiting for Jae-min to approach, Seung-pyo opened the door. As he stepped into the room first, Jae-min followed close behind.

In the living room, he had seemed cautious, trying not to look around too much, but once inside Seung-pyo’s room, Jae-min’s eyes darted everywhere. To Seung-pyo, however, there wasn’t much to see. A typical student’s room consisting of a typical apartment window, a typical bed, a typical desk, and a typical bookshelf. Even though this wasn’t a home inspection, Seung-pyo felt a sudden wave of modesty.

“It’s a bit cramped compared to your place, right?”

“It’s cleaner than I thought.”

“Just how dirty did you imagine I lived?”

“You use things like this?”

Jae-min asked, sounding surprised as he looked down at the bedside table. Where Jae-min was pointing sat the scented candle Seung-pyo had gone all the way to the department store to buy yesterday.

Among the types the clerk had recommended, he had chosen the one that seemed to suit Ryu Jae-min the best. Seung-pyo, who had only ever known birthday cake candles and ancestral rite candles, had been shocked by the surprisingly high price.

“Yeah. Well… they say the scent is good for insomnia.”

The origins and purposes of the items he had spent days carefully preparing were all being twisted into something else. Jae-min looked even more surprised.

“You have insomnia? That doesn’t suit you at all…”

“Does insomnia only happen to people it ‘suits’?”

“Oh, comic books.”

As if he had found something interesting in the ordinary room, Ryu Jae-min approached the bookshelf.

Seung-pyo had been to Jae-min’s room before, and it was literally a study room, completely devoid of anything for entertainment. To a model student like him, the mere fact that comic books were tucked into a typical high schooler’s bookshelf might be a wonder enough to make his eyes widen.

Seung-pyo set the vase down next to the scented candle and plopped down on the bed, replying,

“My Hyung used to collect them, but he said he doesn’t read them anymore, so I brought them to my room.”

“Your Hyung likes comic books?”

“Not a lot, just a few.”

“You said you fight with your Hyung every day, but you guys are actually close.”

Seung-pyo rested his chin on his hand, let out a short “hmm,” and nodded.

“I guess I’m influenced by him. That manga was more popular with the older guys than my friends, but I’ve liked it since I watched it with my Hyung when I was little. You have a Noona, so isn’t it similar? Or are Hyungs and Noonas different?”

“I’ve never really shared similar hobbies with my Noona… Can I look at this?”

Ah, he had almost gotten swept up in a mundane conversation. Ignoring Jae-min’s excited voice, Seung-pyo let out a cold snort.

“Since when do you have time to read comic books right now?”

His tone was thick with sarcasm. Normally, the haughty Ryu Jae-min would have shot back with a frost-covered gaze, but having something to be guilty about, Jae-min remained silent, pretending not to hear while turned toward the bookshelf like a child being punished.

Seung-pyo slowly approached from behind Jae-min. The straight nape of his neck, the shell-like curve of his ears, and the sharp jawline glimpsed between them were frozen like a rock, motionless.

Either he was nervous, or he was pretending to be nervous while waiting for Oh Seung-pyo’s reaction. Seung-pyo lowered his head slightly, bringing his nose close to the back of Jae-min’s neck.

The tip of his sharp nose hovered just barely touching the white nape. The pleasant scent he always carried remained unchanged, even in clothes other than his school uniform. Perhaps because of the color of the clothes, he felt like a living piece of ice cream. Like a Candy Bar.

Noticing Jae-min’s shoulders twitch slightly as if tickled by the breath, Seung-pyo spoke slowly.

“Did you forget why you came to my house?”

“…I didn’t forget.”

“Who told you to bring a gift?”

“My mother just packed it for me.”

“Even if she did, you should have declined. How can you accept a gift from your mother while coming over to fuck? You’re shameless.”

It sounded like a reprimand, but the tone was soft; it sounded like a joke, but the end of the sentence was firm. Taking advantage of the silence as Jae-min failed to answer immediately, Seung-pyo moved his head closer.

“I told you to just get ready to be eaten. Did you prepare properly?”

“Uh…”

Seung-pyo stopped hovering. As he pressed his lips without hesitation against the exposed nape, Jae-min’s body jolted violently. The sound of a sharp intake of breath followed.

Two long, firm arms suddenly wrapped around Jae-min from behind. After staying like that for a moment, Seung-pyo began to slowly grope over the t-shirt, feeling the contours of the body hidden by the fabric.

Even without a single piece of clothing removed, just touching those familiar lines made his fingertips grow hot. But groping each other over clothes was something they always did at school; it would be embarrassing to be flustered and rushed as if it were the first time.

Struggling to suppress the clumsy heart urging him to hurry, Seung-pyo hid his impatience as much as possible and whispered in his ear.

“How exactly did you prepare?”

“Um…”

Instead of an answer, only a faint nasal sound and the slight trembling of the waist transmitted through his arms returned. Seung-pyo unconsciously held his breath. It was something he always did at school, a voice he always heard at school, but Ryu Jae-min’s faint moan pierced his ears with unusual clarity today, spreading sweetly through his body.

It was a funny and strange thing. Normally, school would be the more special and thrilling place to do erotic things, but to Seung-pyo, his own room—where he rolled around every day—felt like a far more dangerous place than school.

In the only space in the world that was entirely his own, where he could return after a tiring day as an entrance exam student and be completely alone, Ryu Jae-min was now with him. And for one purpose only…

“Answer me, now.”

Despite his resolve not to rush, Seung-pyo’s voice was heated and excited. His large hand crumpled the mint-colored t-shirt, exploring various parts of the body.

“It’s… nothing much.”

Jae-min spoke. Seung-pyo, who had only started the conversation to tease him, became curious about the answer and listened closely. There was a breathy quality to Jae-min’s voice.

“I came straight here after showering.”

…So what? Normally, that would be a comment worth snapping back at.

It was also something he often heard from his friends. Usually, a guy who ran in late to an appointment with damp hair would say that as a gesture of sincerity. Ryu Jae-min continued, sounding unsure of himself.

“I didn’t really know what else to do besides wash up…”

The magic of language is that the same words can feel completely different depending on the situation. Anyone showers before going out. Even though Seung-pyo had also washed himself in time for Ryu Jae-min’s arrival, the words felt incredibly erotic.

Unable to hold back any longer, Seung-pyo abruptly slid his hand inside the clothes. Jae-min flinched in surprise.

“The weather’s getting hot, so don’t you need to wash again?”

“I showered and came straight here by car.”

“So you’re saying let’s start right away? You’re fucking horny. Why did you stay quiet instead of asking me to eat you the moment you arrived?”

“Hng…”

As the fingers sliding over the bare skin touched the nipple, a faint moan leaked out. The small bud was erect and slightly hard. Seung-pyo unconsciously bit the inside of his lip.

It felt like not much time had passed since the day he sucked them until they were ripe like fruit, and yet he’d been fooled by that damn acting. As if venting his frustration, Seung-pyo flicked the nipple with his finger, then pulled his body away and took a step back.

“Then take all your clothes off so I can check if you’re actually clean.”

Only then did Jae-min slowly turn around. His face was already lightly flushed. Standing before the bookshelf like prey cornered in a nook, he hesitated and asked cautiously.

“What about you?”

“I told you to strip, why are you asking about me? Don’t talk back and do as you’re told. Didn’t you say to practice while doing everything you want to do?”

Perhaps it was an unexpected situation, as Jae-min swallowed hard with a slightly bewildered expression, but since he didn’t seem to intend to deny his own words now, he soon pulled the t-shirt over his head.

Seung-pyo’s Adam’s apple also bobbed briefly. It wasn’t like it was his first time seeing Ryu Jae-min naked. Was it because it was midday? Even though the blinds were down, the sunlight filtering through the gaps drew golden stripes across the exposed bare skin. While the underdeveloped muscles created soft shadows in the permeating light, Jae-min continued to undress in silence.

Rather than someone who came to have sex, he looked like someone stripping to be captured on a canvas. It was a moment when his heart should have been pounding, but Seung-pyo felt strangely melancholy and kept his mouth shut.

Ryu Jae-min was a contradictory guy. His actions rivaled those of any delinquent thug, yet his appearance was always impeccably polished, sometimes seeming to warn others not to dare touch him.

Considering how he had been gleefully interacting with perverts on the internet, it was truly just a facade, but still, Seung-pyo wanted to be faithful to the Ryu Jae-min he had personally experienced and felt. After believing they had entered a relationship, he had truly wanted to cherish him like a jewel.

While he swallowed his own solitary sense of unfairness—which Jae-min would never know—Jae-min steadily became naked. He hesitated slightly when taking off his underwear, but with an expression that said it couldn’t be helped, he pulled them down and stood straight.

“I’m all stripped.”

“Then.”

Seung-pyo blurted out something he hadn’t even planned.

“Put your hands behind your back and stand at attention.”

After saying it, Seung-pyo’s eyes widened slightly in surprise at himself. He had imagined it, but he hadn’t actually intended to put it into practice.

Jae-min also seemed newly bewildered, his eyes rounding as he stared at Seung-pyo with an expression asking if he was serious.

“What are you doing? Hurry up.”

“Why…”

“I told you not to talk back.”

When he threatened him, the troubled Jae-min soon composed his expression. Whether it turned into a disaster or a success, he seemed intent on keeping his word to the end, and with a calm face, he shifted both arms behind his back.

He must have put strength into his clasped hands, as the muscles of his shoulder blades twitched slightly. Inside, he might have been thinking about punching Oh Seung-pyo right in the face. But since Seung-pyo wasn’t the type to just take a hit, he wasn’t afraid.

Having stepped back, Seung-pyo approached Jae-min step by step. Facing the naked Jae-min alone felt strange. He had already given him a handjob at his house, but if that act had been as loud and exciting as a game, today his heart pounded in the silence. To the point where, while pretending to be cold, he worried that Ryu Jae-min might hear his heartbeat.

Silently reaching out, he first stroked Ryu Jae-min’s lower jaw. The skin, which had few opportunities for contact or friction with other things, was smooth and soft. Just from the touch of fingers on bare skin, Jae-min closed his eyes tightly and shut his mouth.

Pretending not to notice, Seung-pyo moved down the neckline, stroking the collarbone before sliding over the forearm. On the smooth skin, fine hairs had silently stood on end.

“Hmm…”

Pretending to examine the body before him thoroughly, Seung-pyo knelt down. He sent a persistent gaze to various parts of the groin and felt his way up from the inner thighs to the area around the perineum. Jae-min’s pelvis twitched, and his genitals gradually began to harden.

“Why are you getting hard? I’m just checking if you’re clean right now.”

As he tapped the glans with his finger, Jae-min’s tightly shut mouth opened. He let out a breath in surprise, but no voice came out.

Seung-pyo raised an eyebrow slightly. The first time was at the amusement park, the second was at Ryu Jae-min’s house. Every time it had been a space where they couldn’t completely ignore the eyes and ears of others, but now it was just the two of them. There was nothing they had to endure.

“Ryu Jae-min, open your eyes.”

At the command, Jae-min slowly opened his eyes. His face was already flushed red, perhaps because he felt embarrassed at having his body inspected. In response to the gaze asking why, Seung-pyo met him with a sharp look.

“If you keep your eyes closed, how am I supposed to know if it’s because you’re embarrassed or because you feel disgusted? Keep them open.”

“…I can’t even close my eyes as I please?”

“Nope. Today, you have to do everything I tell you, from one to ten. Because that’s how I want it today.”

At the immediate response without a hint of hesitation, Jae-min fell silent, as if speechless. Though he had said to do as he wished, a look of apprehension clouded his eyes, as if he hadn’t predicted this specific situation. He seemed genuinely worried about what the crazy bastard in front of him was planning to do to his body.

However, being the top student in the school, he was quick to understand and didn’t make Seung-pyo give the order not to talk back a third time. Seeing him lower his gaze and wait for the next step as if he had accepted it, Seung-pyo felt inwardly satisfied and stood up.

“You’d like it if I sucked here, right?”

Simultaneously with the question, he gave the nipple a slight twist with his finger.

“Ah…”

“Hmm? Want me to suck it?”

“Whatever you want…”

“Are you picking a menu at a restaurant? Lose the ‘whatever’ and ‘whatever you want’ answers.”

At that, Jae-min briefly met Seung-pyo’s gaze, then looked away again and answered in a fading voice.

“I would like it if you sucked it.”

Seung-pyo grinned and slowly lowered his head.

“Good boy.”

Jae-min’s face turned even redder. To the nipple that had plumped up after a few touches of the finger, Seung-pyo slowly pressed his lips.

It felt as if he were swallowing a truly ripe red fruit, tasting sweet. As he relaxed his tongue and licked upward, Jae-min, standing with his hands behind his back, immediately gasped and tilted his head back.

“Haa…”

As Jae-min momentarily lost his balance and almost stumbled, Seung-pyo caught his waist with both hands. After crushing the nipple trapped in his mouth with his tongue and sucking it like a piece of candy, he gave a warning in a voice laced with laughter.

“What’s with the stumbling just because I sucked your nipple a bit? I’m going to play with your cock here too, so keep your legs strong.”

“Hng, ah, we can just do it sitting down…”

“Hey. Do as you’re told.”

When he clicked his tongue as if it were a nuisance, Jae-min shut his mouth. Given his original temperament, he wouldn’t normally endure this situation so quietly, but he was a guy who had a sense of responsibility for the words he spoke.

Seung-pyo also decided to be responsible and play with the other nipple without missing it. As soon as he swallowed the bud that stood out from tension, Jae-min’s waist, held in his hand, squirmed.

“Mmm.”

While playing with the nipple with his lips, he slowly slid his hand over the stomach. He hadn’t even gone down far before something hard and erect in the groin area bumped against his fingertips. Seung-pyo gripped it naturally, as if picking up a dropped object.

“Ah, hng!”

The moment he wrapped his hand around the genitals, Jae-min’s body swayed once more. The voice he had been holding back until then burst out. The air in the room suddenly felt hot, as if the temperature had risen several degrees.

Seung-pyo unconsciously became tense as well and bit his lip briefly. He had boasted that he would play with him for half a day, but he knew better than anyone that his own sexual experience was too shallow to toy with another person as a toy.

But if the partner was a slut who used to post erotic photos on the internet because he was constantly in heat, it might not be that difficult. If he was a guy who shook uncontrollably just from a touch…

“Ryu Jae-min.”

“Ugh, hng.”

Seung-pyo slowly rubbed the genitals in his hand and called him while burying his face in Jae-min’s nape. The sound that came from Ryu Jae-min’s mouth was a blur between a moan and an answer.

“You can’t cum until I say you can.”

“Yes…”

“And don’t let go of your hands.”

Jae-min panted slightly and nodded. He must have gripped his hands behind his back tightly again, as strength returned to his shoulders just like at the beginning. Like a puppy that goes limp when grabbed by the scruff of its neck, Jae-min seemed to have lost all energy to respond once his cock was grabbed.

For a moment, he almost thought it was cute. To steady his wavering heart, Seung-pyo tightened his grip on the cock. As the stimulation intensified unexpectedly, Jae-min let out a pained sound.

“Ah-eut…”

“Endure it. Got it?”

Without waiting for Jae-min’s answer, Seung-pyo began to move his hand in earnest. He vigorously stroked from the root to the glans of the genitals, which had already begun to get wet at the tip.

He had only told him to hold back the ejaculation, not anything else, but Jae-min suppressed his voice as if biting his lip. After groaning for a while, unable to endure any longer, he lowered his head and let out a low moan.

“Eut, haa… hng, ah!”

Slick, transparent pre-cum seeped out, wetting Seung-pyo’s palm. Only Ryu Jae-min’s genitals were being stimulated; Seung-pyo was still fully dressed. Despite that, Seung-pyo had to keep controlling his own breath, which kept hitching. It felt as if Jae-min were the one stroking his own cock.

He had mastered how Ryu Jae-min liked to be touched even before they became this kind of relationship. Seung-pyo still remembered the exact sequence of the faceless masturbation videos he had seen before the SNS account was deleted.

With his slicked hand, he wrapped around the glans and rubbed in a circular motion. Jae-min let out a short, sharp gasp and leaned his waist forward. He could see Jae-min’s inner thighs trembling.

“Straighten your back. It’s uncomfortable to touch you like this.”

“Hng, hhh. Oh, Oh Seung-pyo. Ah.”

The crisp image of the school’s top model student had vanished. Even his pronunciation had become slurred. When Jae-min finally lifted his head, his face was flushed red with heat, looking miserable—just like when he had chased after Seung-pyo and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

While Seung-pyo momentarily blanked out, unable to answer as he faced that desperate expression, Jae-min hurriedly continued.

“I… I think I’m going to come.”

“I told you to hold it. You held it for seven minutes before.”

“More… than then.”

Seung-pyo swallowed hard and pressed his body closer to Jae-min.

“More how?”

“I can’t hold it… hng, my legs keep shaking…”

“You told me to do whatever I wanted, so what’s the point if you say you can’t hold it?”

He grumbled dissatisfiedly, but Jae-min sounded truly desperate, his breathing coming in ragged wheezes. Seeing that not only his inner thighs but even the area around his knees were shaking, Seung-pyo couldn’t keep insisting that he hold it.

Seung-pyo let out a small sigh and stood so close that he was practically pressed against Jae-min. Wrapping one arm around Jae-min’s waist, he whispered bluntly.

“Lean on me.”

He thought they were being stubborn since it would be easier for both of them if they sat on the bed or a chair, but he couldn’t back down already. He hadn’t invited Ryu Jae-min to his house just to do things that only benefited Jae-min.

This was Oh Seung-pyo’s first experience, but it was also a punishment for Ryu Jae-min, who had committed a wrong. Actually, it was ambiguous to call it just a punishment for Ryu Jae-min. Oh Seung-pyo himself was equally pitiful for wasting his first experience—something that happens only once in a lifetime and should have been filled with nothing but love and affection—in this manner.

“Haa…”

Jae-min let out a sigh and rested his head on Seung-pyo’s shoulder. Now that he had something to lean on, he seemed genuinely relieved.

As their bodies touched, the shimmering heat transferred through their clothes. The scent he thought was just laundry detergent seemed to have permeated the skin; from the heated body, a subtle natural scent wafted, different from when he was clothed, making Seung-pyo feel dizzy.

He had only told him to lean on him, but Ryu Jae-min acted as if he had been told he was being let off the hook. While Seung-pyo’s heart raced despite himself at the sight, the way Jae-min looked so trustingly comfortable instead made Seung-pyo feel prickly and spiteful. Here he was, feeling tormented to death.

Seung-pyo continued what he was doing without a word. As he rapidly stroked the penis upward, creating a wet sound, a feverish moan immediately burst from Jae-min’s mouth.

“Ah, ah, hng.”

Because his head was resting on him, the moans Jae-min spat out and his hot breath were scattered unrestrainedly across Seung-pyo’s neck and shoulder. Every time the body in his arms trembled, the slender vibration was transmitted fully to him.

It was driving him crazy. Forcing him to hold it was fine, but the problem was that Oh Seung-pyo was also tasting the limits of his own patience. His own lower half, hidden by his pants, was swollen to the point of pain, and he desperately wanted to throw off his clothes right now, lay Ryu Jae-min on the bed like last time, and at least pretend to have sex. But.

‘I was told to keep the pre-insertion stage long.’

He had read that many guys just shove it in during their first time and cum immediately. If he had strictly told Jae-min to hold it only to let himself go first, he’d be so embarrassed he’d have to transfer schools and go into hiding.

He wasn’t there yet. Every piece of data Oh Seung-pyo had collected over the past few days emphasized that before insertion, whether it’s a man or a woman, the receiving party’s body temperature must rise and they must be made so eager that they ask for it to be put in first. There was also advice that if one lacked confidence in the act after insertion, the preparation time was even more important.

“Ah, hng, Oh Seung-pyo…”

Jae-min called his name desperately again. Ryu Jae-min’s proposal to let him try everything he wanted was tempting, but honestly, Seung-pyo still lacked confidence in what came after insertion. Everything Oh Seung-pyo could imagine and act out was only the stage before putting it in. He spoke, feeling as if he were gritting his teeth.

“Do you want to cum that badly?”

“Y-yes…”

Jae-min answered with a hurried nod. Even while asking, Seung-pyo’s hand did not stop. Overwhelmed by the constant waves of pleasure, Jae-min groaned even while answering, and every time his body tensed, he kept lifting himself onto his tiptoes.

“Then choose. Do you want to cum and get punished, or just hold it?”

“Cum… ah, cum and get punished.”

Contrary to Seung-pyo’s expectation, Jae-min chose the former without hesitation. It seemed he had been pushed to the point where it was truly unbearable. Since a while ago, the pre-cum had been becoming cloudy, as if semen were mixing in.

Seung-pyo readjusted his grip on the penis. This time, he stroked it vigorously and whispered in his ear.

“Alright. Cum.”

“Hng! Hhh, ugh!”

Jae-min pressed his body even closer and trembled violently. As soon as the words ended, Seung-pyo’s hand became hot and wet, and the streaming semen soaked his hand and dripped down to the floor.

Seung-pyo didn’t bother removing his hand, holding onto the slick, wet penis until Jae-min’s ejaculation subsided, only then letting go.

“Haa…”

The one letting out a heated sigh wasn’t Jae-min, but Seung-pyo. Though he didn’t know for sure, he felt like his own underwear was a bit wet too. Gritting his teeth, Seung-pyo readjusted his hold on the waist of Jae-min, who was panting with his head buried in Seung-pyo’s shoulder.

Although the order to hold back the ejaculation wasn’t kept, there was something about Jae-min that deserved praise. It was the fact that he hadn’t let go of the hands clasped behind his back once. Seung-pyo smiled and patted his waist.

“You didn’t let go of my hand until the end, though.”

Jae-min was silent as he caught his breath, then suddenly answered.

“Because I decided to do whatever you told me today…”

“But you couldn’t hold back the cumming.”

“You gave me permission.”

On the condition of being punished. That’s what Jae-min’s eyes were saying. Seung-pyo grinned, wiped his hand with a tissue, and as he had done once before, pressed the tips of his thumb and middle finger together.

“Since you decided to be punished, you have to be.”

“…How…?”

“Just take a few finger flicks. I let you off once before, right? I can’t keep letting you off.”

Suddenly? Jae-min’s eyes widened at the unexpected words. Seung-pyo added an explanation.

“Not on your forehead, but on your cock.”

“What?”

Jae-min’s expression became even more bewildered. But a long explanation wasn’t needed for such a simple game. Seung-pyo gently touched the cock, which was still leaning to the side and hadn’t fully gone soft even after ejaculating, and then—snap—he flicked it. He put just enough strength so it wouldn’t hurt, but Jae-min gasped in surprise.

“Hng…”

“I’m saying take them here. Just ten, like when we made the bet.”

For the first time, a look of fear crossed Jae-min’s flustered face. It made sense, because even on the exploded SNS account where all sorts of nonsense were posted, no one had ever said they wanted to flick a cock.

Seung-pyo felt proud that he had finally come up with a creative perversion that didn’t imitate others. He flicked his finger again triumphantly. Snap! A bit harder than before.

“Ah!”

“Does it hurt?”

“Haa, ahh.”

Jae-min’s body, which had barely calmed down after ejaculating, trembled again. This time, Seung-pyo’s eyes widened slightly. Because Jae-min’s penis, having taken the second blow, was steeply rising again.

Seung-pyo chuckled. Was that dream really a prophetic one? It was such an intense dream that he still remembered some parts, and in the dream, he had said something similar.

“Hey, Ryu Jae-min. Does it feel good? Why does it keep getting hard?”

The moment a dream becomes reality is thrilling. At the time, he had blamed himself for having such a childish dream, but he didn’t know then; now, he didn’t think what he was doing was childish at all.

Seung-pyo flicked the round, neat glans twice in a row. Snap, snap.

“Aah! Ah! Hnggg…”

Even while leaning on Seung-pyo, Jae-min’s body kept sagging as if it were about to collapse. Seung-pyo clicked his tongue and supported his waist more firmly.

“Does it hurt?”

“A… a little…”

“Not a lot?”

At that question, Jae-min seemed to ponder for a moment before nodding once. Since it hurt a little and not a lot, it seemed bearable. It was an honest yet funny answer, and Seung-pyo began to find his reaction amusing.

“Then do you want to sit down and take them?”

“Yes.”

Jae-min answered immediately, as if it were the best news he’d heard. Despite the fact that he was suddenly getting finger flicks on his cock, his face brightened at the suggestion that he could sit.

Isn’t this guy even funnier than I thought? Holding back his laughter, Seung-pyo grabbed Jae-min’s wrist and pulled him along, sitting down on the bed first.

“Here, sit.”

When Seung-pyo patted the space between his thighs, Jae-min’s face stiffened again. Perhaps expecting a normal sitting position on the chair or bed, his bright expression dimmed.

“If you don’t want to, you can take them standing.”

At Seung-pyo’s added words, Jae-min let out a sigh of clear resignation. As he turned around and slowly sat his buttocks between Seung-pyo’s legs, Seung-pyo smiled and hugged him from behind.

The fact that he had deceived him, pretended to like him and date him for days, and finally stabbed him in the back was still infuriating, but seeing him come to his house to make up for his mistakes and endure various humiliations was, honestly, a bit cute. Especially knowing Ryu Jae-min’s usual arrogance.

If this too was an act, he had nothing to say, but if one could act to this extent, he would rather express his respect.

“Spread your legs.”

At the blatant command, Jae-min hesitantly spread his legs. Before he could even get into position properly, Seung-pyo reached between his crotch and—snap! This time, he flicked his finger quite hard.

“Ugh, hng!”

The body sitting with its back against him jolted slightly. The spread legs reflexively closed. Uh-uh, Seung-pyo acted sternly and bossy.

“You have to keep your legs spread.”

Jae-min’s breath was ragged. Like someone who really needed to pee, he pressed his legs together and fidgeted his buttocks, then, with a thin intake of breath, slowly spread his knees again.

Snap, snap, snap. This time, Seung-pyo flicked his finger repeatedly without giving him room to complain. Ah, ah, ah. Ryu Jae-min, who let out short, small screams each time, seemed to be counting in his head; after the tenth and final blow, he leaned against Seung-pyo and went limp.

Far from going soft, the cock that had received the barrage of finger flicks was erect like before ejaculation, leaking transparent fluid again. Seung-pyo chuckled and rubbed the tip of his nose against the nape of Jae-min’s neck.

“Did you get turned on while getting finger flicks on your cock? Doesn’t it hurt?”

“If you’re so curious, you try it.”

Perhaps it did hurt, as there was a slight thorn in his otherwise obedient tone. Seung-pyo giggled and shook his head.

“Why should I? I didn’t do anything wrong. But since you took them all to the end, I’ll let you off.”

At Seung-pyo’s gleeful words, Jae-min remained quiet for a moment before glancing back.

“Then… are you perhaps not angry anymore?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m asking if you’re not angry anymore since I took them all.”

Seung-pyo let out a hollow laugh and straightened his body, which had been leaning toward Jae-min.

“No? Just now, you were punished because I told you not to cum but you did; that has nothing to do with you stabbing me in the back. Did you think you could pay for the crime of playing with my heart with a few finger flicks to your cock?”

“…”

“This isn’t even a punishment. You were leaking all over the place saying it felt good while getting hit. My finger was the one doing you a favor.”

“Hng…!”

As he scolded him and roughly rubbed the wet penis, Jae-min, who had been leaning his back against Seung-pyo, suddenly stiffened his body.

The penis, having ejaculated once through manual stimulation and then taken ten flicks, looked so plump and red that it was almost appetizing. He had passed the stage where he could satisfy his desire just by observing Ryu Jae-min’s reaction. Seung-pyo’s lower half was making increasingly direct and vivid demands.

“Whether I’m not angry or not, I’ll only know once everything is finished.”

Seung-pyo pulled Jae-min up onto the bed and laid him flat on the sheets that had been freshly washed and dried yesterday.

The fluffy, clean naked body—which could have been captured perfectly in a painting—that had supposedly come straight to the car after a shower, had become quite dirty in the meantime. Especially around the groin, cloudy semen was smeared here and there, hardening stickily, and the skin around the penis and testicles was flushed red. His neat hair was messily disheveled. He had also sweated a bit while enduring the punishment standing up.

Blood had rushed to his face, and his nape and cheeks were similar. In his exhausted face, the usual arrogance or prickliness was nowhere to be found. Ryu Jae-min, stripped naked and thoroughly tormented, was no longer a refreshing candy bar, but an ice cream that had melted and lost its shape.

Actually, that was better. Seung-pyo preferred soft-serve ice cream over hard-frozen treats.

Seung-pyo also began to take off his clothes. He had been wearing a comfortable t-shirt and training pants, but they were clothes he had put a lot of thought into choosing. Now that he was taking them off, he regretted spending so much time choosing them since he was just going to strip anyway. Taking off his newly bought underwear felt the most futile.

“Whew…”

Facing the big event, a sigh escaped him naturally from his trembling heart. Seung-pyo’s penis, now naked just like Ryu Jae-min’s, was standing erect, leaving no room to mock Jae-min. Facing a tool that could be described as thick and hard, Jae-min swallowed hard without even blinking.

Without a word, Seung-pyo opened the nightstand drawer and took out a box of condoms. Jae-min’s eyes widened once more.

“…Is that a condom?”

“Yeah.”

“You bought it?”

“What, did you think I picked it up on the street?”

Originally, he had planned to make the room dark and light scented candles, but he decided against it. It would be awkward to try and set the mood now, and it was better to have some sunlight so he could see Ryu Jae-min’s face clearly.

While he peeled off the square plastic wrapper and took out the slippery rubber cover, Ryu Jae-min stared blankly at Seung-pyo’s fingertips. Seung-pyo smirked and asked.

“Is this your first time seeing a condom?”

“…It’s your first time too.”

Actually, it wasn’t his first time since he had tried opening one as a test before Ryu Jae-min arrived. But he decided not to bother with that explanation.

It was a funny world that a guy who had filmed and uploaded all sorts of videos and photos on the internet was seeing a condom for the first time.

“What are your impressions?”

“It’s way smaller than I thought…”

Does your cock even fit in there? Jae-min’s expression trailed off with that thought. When Seung-pyo put one condom on each of his middle and ring fingers, Jae-min’s expression became even more questioning.

“Oh Seung-pyo, condoms aren’t meant to be worn on fingers.”

It was a tone of someone teaching the correct answer to a person who had the wrong common sense. Seung-pyo snorted as if it were ridiculous and answered.

“These are condoms for fingers.”

“Why for hands?”

“Because you might get hurt if you’re not careful.”

At the mention of getting hurt, Jae-min seemed to get a bit nervous. Ignoring him, Seung-pyo applied the gel he had taken out with the condoms until his fingers were drenched, all while continuing his explanation.

“From now on, I’m going to put my fingers inside you.”

“…”

“I heard that if you shove the cock in first, it might tear. As you can see, mine is a bit big.”

Having finished speaking, Seung-pyo immediately pounced on the lying Jae-min. Perhaps realizing that the ‘real thing’ was finally beginning, Jae-min’s jaw trembled slightly, his expression blank.

Though he pretended to be composed, Seung-pyo was just as nervous. His nerves were on edge with the thought that he mustn’t make a mistake. Even then, facing Ryu Jae-min’s stiffened face, his lower abdomen tightened with a desire to just press their bodies together and roll around haphazardly.

“Relax your body.”

“Uh, okay…”

Jae-min nodded. Even though they hadn’t properly started yet, he was repeatedly shivering and stopping, like someone dropped in a cold place.

He said I have to relax, but what if he’s this nervous? Feeling a bit worried, Seung-pyo slowly rubbed between Jae-min’s buttocks.

“Ah, it feels strange…”

It was before his fingertips even touched the hole. Yet Jae-min covered his bright red face with both arms, not knowing what to do.

Now even his voice was trembling. The body that had been limp and loose when leaning on Seung-pyo had stiffened again. Left with no choice, Seung-pyo hugged Jae-min’s shoulders.

“Hey, relax. I told you that if you’re tense, you might get hurt.”

“I feel like it’s going to hurt like hell…”

“I’ll do it well so it doesn’t hurt.”

“How are you going to be good at it? It’s your first time too.”

It was a painful point. Seung-pyo frowned and shot back.

“That’s why I’m practicing with you.”

Jae-min fell silent, as if he had nothing left to say. However, the frightened look on his face remained. He had been bold enough to tell Seung-pyo to do whatever he wanted, but now that it was actually happening, he couldn’t help being scared.

Then again, if the positions were reversed, Seung-pyo would have been scared too. Anyone would be anxious the first time, especially if they were entrusting their body as a ‘practice tool’ to someone who was angry with them.

Thinking that made him feel an inevitable tenderness toward Ryu Jae-min, who was trembling beneath him. His heart softened, and after a moment of hesitation, Seung-pyo kissed Jae-min on the forehead.

“If it hurts, I’ll stop immediately.”

“…Really?”

“Yeah. I’m practicing to be good, not practicing to hurt you.”

Jae-min looked into Seung-pyo’s eyes, then lowered his gaze as if lost in thought, looking shy. He hesitated before finally speaking.

“Then… can you kiss me?”

“What?”

“I think it’ll be less scary if we kiss when you put it in….”

Seung-pyo narrowed his eyes. This little con artist… He began to wonder if Jae-min was truly scared, or if he was pretending to be scared to soothe Seung-pyo’s mood.

After all that lying and deceiving, even claiming they shouldn’t kiss. The more he thought about it, the more infuriating it was, but for now, easing Ryu Jae-min’s tension was the priority.

“Ugh, hng….”

Instead of answering yes or no, Seung-pyo immediately leaned down and pressed their lips together. He kissed him deeply, swallowing Jae-min’s faint moans.

Fuck, the moment their lips touched, his head spun. While Jae-min had already come, Seung-pyo’s cock—which hadn’t even tasted a single handjob yet—quickly began to tingle.

“Hup….”

Maybe it was because it had been a while, or maybe because they were on the verge of sex. The kissing they had done several times a day felt exceptionally electric. Ryu Jae-min’s soft tongue and damp membranes were incomparably smooth and sweet, making him momentarily forget the lies.

Forgetting to move his fingers, Seung-pyo became absorbed in exploring Jae-min’s mouth. Jae-min, who had asked for the kiss, was equally active. He diligently rubbed against Seung-pyo’s tongue, crossing over into his mouth to frantically stir inside.

“Nng, hnnng.”

As Jae-min’s frozen body thawed like melting snow and heat mixed into his voice, Seung-pyo finally remembered his forgotten purpose. He moved his stationary hand and slid his finger between the buttocks. A startled Jae-min flinched his hips, but Seung-pyo didn’t stop, just as he had warned.

Seung-pyo was trembling too. The idea of inserting a finger into another person’s body… He had known since he was young that sex was a union of bodies, but actually putting theory into practice made him more nervous than he expected. However, he felt that if he stopped now because he was scared, he might never be able to start again.

Finally, his fingertip touched the entrance between the cheeks. It was closed tight, as if there were no gap to enter, but with the help of the generous amount of gel that was practically dripping, he rubbed it slickly and found a definite small hole.

Feeling it directly with his hand made his face flush. Jae-min’s breathing was becoming increasingly ragged.

“Relax.”

After the short whisper, Seung-pyo pressed his lips deeper against Jae-min’s. He wanted to hide his own tension-filled breathing with the kiss. He stroked the area over the hole, then gathered his courage and applied pressure. One finger pushed deep inside.

“Hup, ngh…!”

The body lying beneath him jolted. Seung-pyo stopped the deep kiss and gave Jae-min a light, soft peck on the lips.

“I’ll be gentle. Okay?”

Ryu Jae-min’s pupils were trembling with a level of confusion Seung-pyo had never seen before. Hesitation was visible every inch of his face. No matter how much Ryu Jae-min had been the one to suggest sex, if he asked to stop now, Seung-pyo would have no choice but to comply.

However, Jae-min’s hesitation didn’t last long. With a face lightly dampened by cold sweat, he eventually nodded, consenting to the next step.

Seung-pyo’s heart, which had been fluttering with excitement, now began to thud violently. It beat so fast it almost felt like a throbbing ache in his chest.

He must be scared that it will hurt. He must be anxious, thinking Seung-pyo might hurt him since he had threatened that he wasn’t over his anger yet. Despite all that, Ryu Jae-min was trusting his body to an inexperienced, clumsy Oh Seung-pyo.

To be honest, he hadn’t been entirely without the desire to make him pay for deceiving and manipulating him. But this changed things.

“Ryu Jae-min… I’m really going to make you feel good today.”

Seung-pyo declared resolutely, sliding his remaining arm behind the lying Jae-min’s neck to pull him into an embrace. He kissed him with wet, slurping sounds before burying his face in his neck.

Even just by kissing his long, straight neck, he could find plenty of different spots. The top and bottom, the front and side, near the jaw, and around the collarbone.

“Haat, ah… hng….”

The more he kissed the soft skin, the more sweet heat mixed into Jae-min’s voice. The back, which was gripping Seung-pyo’s fingertip, also gradually lost its strength and began to loosen.

Seung-pyo gathered his courage and moved his finger further. As he slowly pushed the remaining joints of the finger inside, Jae-min let out sounds like sobbing—hng, hng—but he endured the unfamiliar sensation without startling as he had before.

“One finger is all the way in….”

Having finally pushed his middle finger in completely, Seung-pyo murmured as if he were genuinely moved. Jae-min blinked with a look of curiosity.

After staying still for a moment, Seung-pyo slowly began to explore the inside. He gently touched the soft inner flesh and repeatedly pushed in and out in small motions.

Jae-min moaned quietly. Seung-pyo kissed his ear and asked.

“How does it feel?”

“It’s a bit strange… but. Mmm, it’s okay….”

Seung-pyo felt around the entrance with his remaining ring finger. This was after Jae-min had seen him put condoms on two separate fingers. Even without being told, Jae-min let out a quiet breath and relaxed.

“Ah… ngh.”

As another finger entered, the entrance tightened even more. Jae-min’s body, which had barely relaxed, stiffened again.

Seung-pyo unconsciously knit his brows. He wondered if he could actually fit his cock in. Every story about sex he had ever encountered in his life now felt like an unrealistic fantasy.

But the inserted fingers were digging into Ryu Jae-min’s body, albeit slowly. While sucking on Jae-min’s nipples and gradually widening the tight hole, Seung-pyo moved his hand slowly, feeling as if he were using every ounce of patience he possessed.

“Haa, ah, nghhh….”

Time does not betray. Seung-pyo could sense the voice, which had been clearly enduring a sense of discomfort and pain, gradually becoming more aroused. The back, which had barely swallowed a fingertip at first, had opened up without him noticing; now, even when Seung-pyo pulled his fingers out completely and pushed them back in, they slid in effortlessly.

Seung-pyo used the deeply inserted fingers to grope the inside. Positioning his hand with the back facing down, he gently caressed the area beneath the abdominal wall.

He had heard there was a spot that felt good if touched somewhere on the upper inner wall…. He had only learned the theory; he had no idea if it actually existed or how to find it if it did. Feeling like an adventurer embarking on a journey into the unknown based only on rumors, Seung-pyo slowly felt along the inner wall.

As he meticulously felt around, his hand touched a slightly swollen, plump area. Out of curiosity, he rubbed and pressed down on that spot.

“Nng….”

Jae-min’s hips twitched, and he tilted his head back slightly. Startled, Seung-pyo stopped his movement and checked Jae-min’s face.

“Why? Does it hurt?”

“Hng, ngh, no.”

Watching Jae-min’s reaction, Seung-pyo continued to press the same spot several times. Each time, Jae-min panted and moaned softly, and in an instant, he grimaced as if he couldn’t take it anymore. With a look as if he were about to cry, he looked down at his lower half where Seung-pyo’s hand was inserted.

“Ah, wait. That spot is weird….”

“Is it?”

Seung-pyo answered casually and made his hand movements busier. He applied more pressure and pushed upward against the spot he had been pressing. As he pressed more violently with his wet hand, a squelching sound of splashing fluid began to emerge.

“Hnnng! Ngh! Wai, ah, haa!”

As the movements became rougher, Jae-min’s voice grew louder to match. Every time Seung-pyo pushed up into his belly, his white hips jolted and shook.

Seung-pyo chuckled and leaned in deep. He felt like a magician who could move a person with just two fingers.

“Hey, you like it here, right?”

“Ah, ah, nng, it tingles.”

“Tingles? In your stomach?”

“It’s itchy, hng, huuuh…! Ah, ah!”

Whether it was when they kissed, when he sucked his nipples, or when he gave him a handjob, Ryu Jae-min had always felt it quickly and let out moans, but this reaction was different. It wasn’t just because he felt pleasure or was struggling with the urge to ejaculate; there was an air of bewilderment at the unfamiliar foreign sensation stirring inside his body.

The expression he had never seen before quickly aroused Seung-pyo. The hole, which had seemed impossible to put anything into at first, had become quite flexible as the hand movements grew bolder, sliding easily even as he rubbed all around the inner walls. He felt like he could fit another finger in.

If so, wouldn’t his cock fit too? Seung-pyo leaned his face in and gently bit Jae-min’s earlobe. With his other hand, he stroked the trembling nape of his neck and whispered.

“Ryu Jae-min, should I put it in now?”

“You, hah, are already putting it in.”

“Not my hand. My thing.”

Jae-min’s eyes, which had been half-closed in a daze, snapped open. Seung-pyo pressed his body closer and rubbed his cock against the inside of Jae-min’s thigh.

Seung-pyo’s own member had long since stood up menacingly and begun to leak transparent pre-cum. As the fluid from the glans smeared onto the thigh and the moisture was felt, Jae-min’s face flushed anew.

“Hmm? Should I put it in?”

“Whatever you….”

Jae-min, about to answer, trailed off as if remembering what Seung-pyo had said at the beginning. His hesitating lips soon opened again.

“Yes, put it in….”

“Haa….”

Seung-pyo let out a long, involuntary sigh. Put it in. He had never imagined he would hear those words today; at this rate, he felt like he might come before even inserting it.

He grit his teeth and trembled. To endure the sudden surge of pleasure, strength surged into his shoulder muscles. Barely suppressing the urge, he gripped his bursting cock and finally pulled out the condom to put on it, thrusting it forward. Jae-min, receiving it in a daze, looked at Seung-pyo with an expression that asked what he was supposed to do with it.

“I’m going to loosen your hole more… so tear that open and put it on my cock.”

“Ah….”

Jae-min hurriedly nodded and began to tear the plastic packaging.

Meanwhile, Seung-pyo continued to stir Jae-min’s back. Despite his hips flinching at the touch that was slickly caressing his inside, Jae-min pulled out the condom. His trembling hand grasped Seung-pyo’s penis.

“Haa.”

The moment Jae-min’s hand touched his member, Seung-pyo’s hips trembled too. Jae-min grumbled as he brought the rolled-up condom to the glans.

“Hng, ah, don’t move.”

“It’s driving me crazy because you’re touching me.”

“Ngh, you have to endure it so I can put this on.”

It was difficult for a beginner using a condom for the first time in his life to properly put it on someone else’s penis. Even if it were right in front of him and he were careful, it wouldn’t be easy, let alone with his back being stirred by a hand and the target, Seung-pyo’s penis, shaking arbitrarily. Jae-min barely managed to slide the condom over the tip of the penis.

Seung-pyo pulled down the remaining part of the condom himself and prepared for insertion. The fingers that had been buried in the hole for a long time scraped down the inner wall as they withdrew. Jae-min moaned, clutching the pillowcase.

“Ngh…!”

Cold gel was smeared thickly onto the heated entrance. He shivered and groaned for a moment. Then his two legs were spread wide, and the backs of his knees were hooked over Seung-pyo’s forearms. As the thick glans urgently pressed against the hole, Jae-min trembled again, tensing his stomach.

The narrow entrance stretched to its limit, and he felt breathless at the sensation of the inside being filled. Thanks to the effort Seung-pyo had put into loosening him, the pain wasn’t as severe as expected, but the pressure of the blunt penis was incomparable to that of fingers.

“Haa, it really went in….”

This was the same Seung-pyo who had been moved just by inserting one finger. His voice was full of excitement upon confirming the insertion.

It was the moment of a first experience that happens only once in a lifetime, but Jae-min didn’t have the luxury to share in the emotion. Two fingers were no practice. He had succeeded in insertion thanks to the slippery gel, but that was the limit. Before long, he pushed against Seung-pyo’s stomach.

“Augh, stop. Stop.”

“Stop?”

“Hng, just… slowly….”

The penis hadn’t even gone in a quarter of the way. Only the glans and a small portion of the shaft immediately below it had barely entered.

Seung-pyo, whose face was as flushed as Jae-min’s, stopped moving with a serious expression, then pushed his hips forward again. Jae-min immediately turned his head and grit his teeth.

“Haa-ugh…!”

“Does it hurt?”

He thought it had been completely loosened when he touched it with his fingers; was it an illusion? Seung-pyo, who had always been proud of his large cock before experiencing sex, began to resent it now. People said the bigger the man’s cock, the better, but he didn’t see what was so great about it when it was this hard just to put it in.

Jae-min didn’t answer yes to the question of whether it hurt. He only trembled like a patient with a high fever, letting out ragged breaths.

What should he do? Feeling bad for him, Seung-pyo lowered his upper body. It felt awkward to stop now, but it also felt wrong to push further while the other guy was in pain. He had worried that he might come as soon as he put it in since that’s what they say about first times, but the insertion itself was an ordeal.

Having no other choice, he stopped his hips for now and kissed Jae-min’s flushed cheek. Mwah, mwah, mwah. As the light kisses repeated, Jae-min’s disordered breathing gradually calmed down. His face, which had been tilted to the side to endure the pain, returned to center, and their lips naturally touched again.

“Mmm….”

Jae-min, who seemed to only be in pain, slowly began to let out sweet moans. He felt like he shouldn’t push in any further, but the cock that had tasted the inner flesh surged with desire at the sweet voice wetting his ear. Blood rushed to his head, making it hot. Seung-pyo’s hips shook involuntarily.

“Huu, Ryu Jae-min…. I love this so much.”

As Seung-pyo’s hip movements became shallower, the thick penis gently stimulated the inside instead of recklessly digging into the belly. Jae-min trembled intermittently but did not push Seung-pyo away. While they shared a kiss, their joined lower bodies rubbed together, sticky with gel and fluids, and even without forcing it, Seung-pyo’s penis was slowly crushing the heated membranes and sliding inward.

As the penis, which tightly filled the inner wall, entered deeper, the thick glans hit the spot that had been swollen from the prolonged stimulation with fingers. It was at that moment that Jae-min’s body shook violently.

“Ugh, ah, ngh.”

The trembling of the thighs and pelvis was transmitted through their touching bodies. Seung-pyo had naturally learned to distinguish between the stiffness of pain and the involuntary trembling of sexual pleasure.

While Jae-min was moaning, Seung-pyo briefly released his lips, then overlapped them deeply again, rotating his hips in slow circles. He had thought he needed to put it all the way in quickly to do it properly, but he felt he could rub the spot Jae-min liked more.

“Mmph! Ngh, nng! Hnnng…!”

Even muffled by the gag-like kiss, Jae-min couldn’t hold back the long, trailing moans. He flailed in confusion, but then instead wrapped his arms around Seung-pyo’s shoulders and clung to him. Seung-pyo hugged the body clinging to him as tightly as he could.

The inside, which was already narrow, contracted even further, gripping the penis tightly. Yet, it felt smoother than when he first entered. This was because the lush inner walls were trembling, repeatedly loosening and tightening.

He had heard that it was different from masturbating and that one could come quickly; now he knew why. The feeling of experiencing firsthand what he had only heard about was so good it made his head spin. Seung-pyo put strength into his entire body and slowly shifted his weight onto his lower half. Slowly, but without obstruction, the penis opened the body and entered, finally becoming completely enveloped by Ryu Jae-min’s inside.

“Haa….”

Seung-pyo slowly exhaled a hot breath. Finally, their groins were pressed together without a gap. Both Seung-pyo and Jae-min panted for a long time, embracing each other in silence.

He felt as if he had used all his strength just by succeeding in the union. Seung-pyo bit his lip to maintain his sanity. The inner wall enveloping his cock was hot and soft, and an indescribable sweet scent emanated from Ryu Jae-min’s body held in his arms.

It took time to fully feel and accept a completely new sensation. Even mobilizing every sense of taste, touch, and smell he had experienced throughout his life, he couldn’t find anything comparable to the pleasure he was feeling now.

Seung-pyo was the first to speak.

“Ryu Jae-min.”

“Hng, mm….”

“You and I are actually having sex.”

Because he had struggled so much just to get his entire cock inside, he didn’t want to pull out now that he had finally managed to bury it deep. Calming his racing heart—like he had just finished a workout—Seung-pyo lifted his head and met Jae-min’s eyes.

Then, with an awkward smile, he confessed his impressions of his first experience.

“This is fucking hard….”

At that, Jae-min blinked a few times and then giggled.

“Yeah. Seriously.”

Seeing him smile put Seung-pyo at ease. Ha-ha, Seung-pyo laughed out loud once more and pressed his forehead against Jae-min’s. After another quick kiss, he asked out of curiosity.

“How about you…? For me, it’s like… your hole is tightening and loosening around my cock. It’s like it’s breathing.”

Jae-min’s eyes, already flushed, grew redder. With an expression that suggested he didn’t know how to explain it, he caught his breath and spoke cautiously.

“It was a bit tingly earlier…. But now that you’re not moving, it’s okay.”

“Tingly? Because it hurt?”

“No, just… like it was itchy.”

Isn’t that a good thing? Seung-pyo didn’t bother suppressing his surging curiosity and pressed further.

“When was it tingly? When it went in? Or when I rotate like this?”

“Hwaat, haa!”

As Seung-pyo moved his hips while asking, Jae-min let out a loud cry as if he’d been ambushed. Looking down at him gasping for air, unable to answer immediately, Seung-pyo swallowed hard.

He had stayed still fearing he might hurt him if he moved recklessly, but it seemed he had misjudged. Even if he ended up embarrassing himself by cumming too quickly, he couldn’t wait any longer.

Whew, letting out a breath, Seung-pyo slowly pulled his hips back. As the pillar of flesh that had gone deep slid out, scraping against the inner walls, Jae-min arched his back and trembled all over.

“Haa, hng, ah.”

“Ugh, I’m going crazy….”

As the plug was removed, the narrow inner walls contracted further, pulling at what they had held. Seung-pyo’s jaw tightened, and he gritted his teeth. He tried to pull out completely, but unable to withstand the pleasure of the moist interior clinging to him, Seung-pyo pushed his hips forward again.

“Ngh, aaah!”

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh rose together with Jae-min’s moan. Seung-pyo stopped chatting and began to silently thrust his hips upward.

As the same movement repeated, the distance the penis withdrew and the distance it pushed back in grew longer. The sound of flesh colliding and rubbing, and the squelching sound of the penis moving in and out, mixed with their ragged breathing.

“Haa, haa, ah, hng.”

As he was shaken while lying down, the moans escaping Jae-min’s lips grew more frequent, and his gaze gradually blurred. He was being crushed at his sensitive spot inside over and over again, his tender flesh—which had never touched another person—being bluntly scraped. Meanwhile, a sticky, sweet sensation he had never felt before was seeping deeper and deeper into his abdomen.

The entrance, stretched incredibly wide to accommodate another man’s cock, felt stinging and sore. But even that pain felt sweet when mixed with the sensation of the thick, bumpy penis moving in and out.

Saliva pooled in his mouth. But perhaps his body couldn’t immediately accept this unfamiliar pleasure. His lower abdomen grew tight and hot as if he were about to cum at any moment, but just as he reached the peak, Jae-min’s body seemed to forget how to ejaculate, losing strength before reaching the end.

“Hng, I think, ngh, I’m going to cum….”

On the other hand, Seung-pyo continued to pant without stopping his hips. Instead of answering, Jae-min just nodded. It felt like it would be okay to end it here. The unfamiliar pleasure was both pleasant and agonizing, and the feeling of becoming a fool—not his usual self—as his mind was stirred into a mess was surreal.

“I don’t, haa, want to cum alone. Should I touch you in front?”

“Ah, no, no.”

As Seung-pyo reached for the shaking penis, Jae-min shook his head. Feeling this alien pleasure was already overwhelming; he didn’t want to add another sensation to it.

He was afraid it might feel too good, that he might become strange. Jae-min looked up at Seung-pyo while vaguely thinking such thoughts. Seung-pyo, looking down at him, suddenly frowned and spoke.

“Ah, you look so slutty right now….”

A large hand cupped his flushed cheeks. Their faces drew closer. Just before their lips met again, everything was sweet. Until an unexpected sound suddenly intruded into their world of two.

Beep-beep, thud.

If he wasn’t mistaken, it was the sound of the apartment front door opening and closing. Seung-pyo’s eyes, which had been dazed while staring at Jae-min, flew wide open.

Jae-min also opened his eyes in surprise, holding his breath and shutting his mouth. He wanted to believe he had misheard, but since both of them heard it, it was reality.

“Uh, just wait a second.”

The sound of someone walking busily in the living room and an urgent voice drifted through the door. The intruder seemed to be on the phone, saying things that were unintelligible.

With a deep frown, Seung-pyo complained in a low voice.

“Fuck, what the hell. He said he was staying over?”

He hadn’t checked the clock, but it was likely around early lunchtime. At the sudden return of his family member, Seung-pyo hurriedly pulled the blanket over them. Even then, the voice from outside continued.

“I’ll find it quickly and join you. Ah, I said I’d check before leaving, but I missed something. Go on ahead. I won’t be that late.”

It sounded like he had packed his gear before the weekend but had still managed to leave something behind. Seung-pyo, who had been so focused on welcoming Jae-min that he hadn’t cared about his Hyung’s travel arrangements, swallowed a belated, meaningless regret that he should have helped check the supplies.

Meanwhile, the two of them were buried in the blanket from head to toe. They were like wild animals hiding in a burrow. Seung-pyo lay flat, clinging to Jae-min as if they were one body. Trapped under the blanket and bearing Seung-pyo’s weight, Jae-min gasped softly as if suffocating and whispered.

“Oh Seung-pyo, we should, haa, we should stop….”

“Shh.”

Seung-pyo put a finger to his lips and whispered in Jae-min’s ear.

“I think he’ll leave as soon as he finds the missing item. It’ll be more dangerous if we make a fuss. The rule is that if the room door is closed, he doesn’t open it on his own.”

“But if Hyung looks for you….”

“Quiet.”

Jae-min’s words were cut off. The two remained silent, listening to the outside.

“Where is it? Ah, found it, found it.”

Fortunately, it seemed he had found the missing item quickly. The two breathed a small sigh of relief, but it was still too early to throw off the blanket.

They were already hot from having sex, and staying breathless under the blanket made them literally break into a cold sweat. Pressed flat against each other, the sound of the other’s ragged breathing was audible right in their ears. It felt as if they could feel each other’s pulses thumping against their joined chests.

Jae-min pressed his hand firmly over his mouth, fearing his voice might leak out. It was hot, suffocating, and his heart trembled with the fear of being caught. His vision and mind were dizzy.

His heart was beating so loudly that he felt the thumping reach down to his lower abdomen. Every time his heart beat, his lower abdomen tightened simultaneously, and Seung-pyo’s penis, filling him from behind, pressed against various parts of the inner wall, making his already dizzy vision spin.

Because he was completely pinned under Oh Seung-pyo’s body, his erect penis was heavily pressed by the other’s weight. Despite having rejected the offer to be touched in front, he felt like he was going crazy with both the front and back being pressured at once. A tingling sensation swept over his body several times, giving him chills and bringing tears to his eyes.

Even though Seung-pyo was standing still without moving, it felt as if a moan would leak from Jae-min’s mouth at any second. Jae-min pressed his hand against his mouth with desperate strength.

“By the way, where did that kid go? He said a friend was coming over.”

As the muttering voice leaked into the room, Jae-min’s breathing grew rougher, and his body trembled violently. Seung-pyo hugged him tightly and whispered.

“It’s okay.”

It was unlikely, but even if the door were opened, from near the door, it would only look like Seung-pyo was sleeping under a blanket alone. As long as they didn’t make a sound.

As expected, the Hyung, who had to join his party quickly, paid no further attention to his brother’s whereabouts. The sound of hurried movement continued, followed by the sound of putting on shoes at the entrance and the door opening and closing.

Only after the sound of the door lock clicking shut echoed did Seung-pyo sigh and suddenly lift his body.

“Ha, crazy.”

Tossing the blanket aside, he unconsciously cursed. Feeling as if he had just escaped death, his throat was parched.

“Are you okay?”

Looking down at Jae-min with concern, Seung-pyo’s eyes widened in surprise once more.

“Ugh, ngh, ah….”

An entirely unexpected sight was unfolding on the bed.

Jae-min was moaning breathlessly, almost sobbing, and semen was gushing from his erect penis, soaking his lower abdomen.

His pelvis and waist—no, his entire body—were convulsing rapidly as if he had been electrocuted. His unfocused eyes looked slightly wet.

Seung-pyo stared blankly at the sight before shifting his gaze to his own lower half. He had felt a sudden warmth against his stomach while hiding under the blanket; it was because Jae-min’s semen had smeared onto his skin where they were pressed together.

“Why did you….”

Suddenly, without doing anything…?

Seung-pyo, blinking in confusion, seemed to realize something late, let out a small “ah” of admiration, and slowly smiled.

The penis that had slowly slid out slammed back in with a wet slap of flesh.

“Hwaaa…!”

Jae-min’s body shook violently. The pleasure of thrusting immediately after ejaculation was far more intense than before, shooting up his spine.

“You came because of Hyung, didn’t you?”

Seung-pyo whispered teasingly. Jae-min shook his head.

“Ugh, no, haa!”

“You did. Right?”

Continuing the interrogation, Seung-pyo repeatedly slammed into the deepest part. Jae-min exhaled ragged breaths frantically. Ah, ah, ah. Moans that burst out before he could hold them made the quiet room noisy.

After thrusting for a while, Seung-pyo frowned and stopped his movement. Jae-min felt Seung-pyo’s thing pulsing and moving inside him.

“Ah….”

Seung-pyo let out a long sigh and hugged Jae-min tightly. His body trembled just as Jae-min’s had when he ejaculated. Jae-min wrapped his arms around Seung-pyo’s neck. Since Seung-pyo had also reached his climax, the interrogation should be over.

But Seung-pyo didn’t let go of Jae-min immediately. Even after ejaculating, his penis remained hard, and instead of thrusting harshly, he began to slowly rotate his hips as he had at the beginning.

“Ngh, hng, haugh…!”

Jae-min, who had let his guard down, gasped and writhed while trapped in Seung-pyo’s embrace. Seung-pyo chuckled.

“You didn’t cum when I was thrusting hard…. I’m disappointed.”

“Ah, no, hwaa, no….”

“Hng, I… forgot for a second. That you’re a pervert.”

“Hng, hng, aaah, ah!”

“You, ha, fucking love it when other people see, don’t you.”

“Ah, ah-hng, no, ah…!”

Seung-pyo’s lips touched the ear of the head-shaking Jae-min. Seung-pyo’s low voice flowed into his ear.

“It’s okay, Ryu Jae-min. I like that you’re a pervert, too.”

At those words, Jae-min opened his moist eyes and grabbed Seung-pyo’s cheeks. He managed to meet his gaze, barely overcoming the shame.

“No, your Hyung, hng, it wasn’t because of Hyung….”

“…….”

“It’s because you kept pressing, so….”

At the uncharacteristically rambling tone, Seung-pyo just smiled while looking at Jae-min, whether he understood the meaning or not. As lips touched his cheek, Jae-min stopped his excuse-like explanations and caught his breath.

Smooch, smooch, smooch. Lips pressed against his cheek several times. With every touch, Jae-min felt his anxious heart grow calm.

After finishing the kisses, Seung-pyo gave a bitter smile, rubbed the back of his neck, and sighed.

“Ah, the mood was actually great until that bastard Hyung came.”

Jae-min looked up at Seung-pyo, then averted his gaze and muttered.

“I like it now, too….”

“…….”

“And it seems like you’re not angry anymore.”

“What are you talking about. I stopped being angry a while ago.”

Their eyes met again. This time, Jae-min was the one to lift his head first, and Seung-pyo did not reject the kiss of reconciliation.

The heat that had risen to the top of their heads from their relatively intense first experience did not cool easily. Their touching, tender lips felt hotter than usual, and as much as they were hot, they felt soft and sweet. Seung-pyo was ready to respond to Jae-min’s kiss as much as he wanted, but the locked lips soon parted.

It was because Jae-min dropped his face back onto the sheet. Still pinned under Seung-pyo and holding the thick penis deep in his belly, even the simple act of lifting his head to kiss seemed exhausting.

He looked pitiful. Seung-pyo frowned slightly. He thought it was time to pull out and take care of the exhausted Jae-min, but his lower body, which had tasted unfamiliar pleasure, moved contrary to his head. The penis, which had maintained its hardness after ejaculation, throbbed and grew until it was completely back to how it was at the start.

Even without moving, both of them were suddenly breathing heavily again. Seung-pyo asked a question mixed with a sigh.

“Then… don’t you have anything to say to me? Even if you’re not angry, you should say something.”

Jae-min nodded as if he had been waiting.

“I’m sorry.”

“Again? Is that all?”

Seung-pyo slowly pulled his hips back, leisurely withdrawing the penis that had been buried deep. Every time the thing that had filled the narrow inner walls was pulled out, the inside of Jae-min’s body instinctively narrowed as if trying not to let go, and a pleasure different from when he was being thrust made a shiver run down Seung-pyo’s spine. Jae-min seemed to feel the same, as he gasped, his waist and thighs twitching.

Having pulled his thing out just enough for the blunt glans to catch on the entrance, Seung-pyo thrust back inside without a word. The thing that had almost completely exited scraped the interior harshly and slid more than halfway back in an instant.

“Ngh, ah! Hwaaa…!”

Jae-min, who had been panting quietly, raised his voice in surprise. His vision momentarily went white. A pleasure resembling a shock surged up to the crown of his head, almost bringing tears to his eyes.

Seung-pyo pressed Jae-min’s shoulders down and pushed the remaining pillar of flesh all the way in. Perhaps because the owner of the body was surprised, the hot inner flesh also convulsed, tightly gripping the incoming penis. Only after letting out a few hot breaths could Seung-pyo get to the point.

“Just saying you’re sorry isn’t going to solve the current situation.”

Thwack, the hard pelvis and elastic buttocks collided with a loud sound. With one short thrust, Jae-min’s entire body jolted. His mouth, which had opened as if to scream, was hastily clamped shut.

“Hng, uuuu.”

“Tell me, ngh, exactly what you were thinking all this time.”

“A little, a little later, not now, aaah!”

Seung-pyo frowned deeper and threatened him, thrusting into the interior several times with a thud thud.

“Do I, haa, not know you? Once this is over, you’ll obviously, ngh, freeze your face up again…. and say something else.”

“No, augh, no! Ngh, ah, ah…!”

“Tell me, now!”

His tone was like an interrogation. Jae-min’s lips, exhaling ragged breaths, trembled thinly, whether from fear or excitement. The penis that had ejaculated before Seung-pyo’s had also stood up again, leaking a sticky fluid that could have been either semen or pre-cum.

His cheeks were flushed red. His eyes, which were always calm and firm to the point of being cold, were blurred and wet. Moving his lips, Jae-min began to answer while trembling and moaning.

“I, hng, I thought you were pretending to like me to tease me. So.”

“So?”

“I wanted to get revenge. I’d pretend to like you too… and then, hng, after the exams were over, I’d say it was all a lie… then you’d, haa, fall for your own trick….”

“Then everything went according to your plan, huh?”

Seung-pyo crushed the inside repeatedly as if being mischievous. Jae-min, who had been struggling to continue speaking, could no longer hold it back and screamed.

“Haa! Au, aaah!”

“Ryu Jae-min. Get it together and, hng, keep answering.”

“Ugh, no. I like you!”

“Who likes whom?”

“I, you… I like you too. Really, hwaa!”

It was a desperate and urgent answer. He wrapped his legs around Seung-pyo’s waist, pressing him, and shook his head.

“I, I like you, but because I thought you were confessing falsely to tease me, I got pissed off.”

“Pissed off, so, ngh, what did you do?”

“Nothing, nothing….”

Jae-min, who had been making excuses that he hadn’t done anything, went blank. It had just come out as he was speaking. Jae-min’s strategy had been to pay back Seung-pyo’s fake confession with a lie of his own, but everything that happened after that was neither a strategy nor a plan.

Once he realized that he had truly fallen for Seung-pyo, he could no longer find his direction. Like a small boat lost at sea, he simply felt a suffocating tightness in his chest and frequent bouts of melancholy, suffering alone the entire time.

Thinking that far, Jae-min felt a sudden warmth in his throat and wanted to cry. Because of the unfamiliar sensation that kept making his body hot, tears were already welling up. They were brimming, as if they would spill over at the slightest touch. Still, he desperately wanted to avoid the foolishness of crying while talking about this, so he swallowed hard several times.

Seung-pyo swayed his hips slowly. Compared to the movements that had crashed into him as harshly as a battering ram, this was a deliberately gentle motion. Mmm, Jae-min’s moan unconsciously shifted into something like a spoiled plea. Seung-pyo laughed as if it were absurd.

“I heard it’s hard to feel it from the start when you’re being fucked from behind, so why do you like it so much?”

“I don’t know. Hng.”

“Are you really doing this from behind for the first time? Even if you haven’t done it with a person, haven’t you tried putting in fingers or toys? Those perverts were begging you so filthily to film a video of you masturbating with your ass and show them.”

“No. That… haah, I really didn’t.”

“As expected of the top student in the whole school. Isn’t this basically self-development? They say image training works for anything.”

It felt ridiculous to answer so seriously to the continuous nonsense. When Jae-min let out a hollow laugh despite his moaning, Seung-pyo chuckled along, but the amusement gradually faded, leaving only a serious face.

Seung-pyo, who had been spouting things that were hard to tell if they were jokes or dirty talk, looked down at Jae-min quietly and spoke.

“But you know. I knew even before you just said it. That you like me too.”

“…How?”

“A guy as proud as you wouldn’t act like this today if you didn’t like me.”

Long fingers brushed back Jae-min’s sweat-soaked hair. At the sensation of fingers grazing his scalp, Jae-min sighed in pleasure. He had simply let out a breath, but Seung-pyo frowned slightly and grumbled.

“You probably knew you’re fucking pretty and erotic, so you wanted to show people and brag about it. I get it.”

Seung-pyo grabbed both of Jae-min’s cheeks with one hand and suddenly pushed his face close. Their eyes met directly at a very short distance.

“But from now on, absolutely not. Because you’re mine now.”

Despite the hard, sharp gaze and the tone that resembled a threat, Jae-min nodded without a hint of fear.

“Okay.”

Seung-pyo was actually puzzled by the docile answer. He narrowed his eyes to confirm.

“Huh? Is it okay for you to answer that easily?”

“Yeah. I’ll be yours. I want to be yours.”

Seung-pyo’s lips twisted strangely as he stared back at Jae-min. He tried his best to maintain a serious expression, but unable to hold it back, he ended up chuckling.

“You’re really sly.”

What followed the answer was another kiss. Wrapping his arms around Seung-pyo’s back as he leaned down to kiss him, Jae-min licked the tongue that was rummaging deep inside his mouth.

The wet sound of lips and tongues overlapping and changing angles repeated for a long time. At the end of the long kiss, Seung-pyo lifted his face and asked.

“Want to try other positions?”

“Positions?”

“Positions. I want to try doing it with you face down.”

“But I….”

Before Jae-min could finish his sentence, his stomach let out a grumble…, answering for him.

“I’m hungry….”

The words that would have been understood even if he hadn’t said them followed.

Hearing that, Seung-pyo felt hungry too. Their first time having sex had taken more physical strength than expected, and Jae-min, who had to take him in, must have found it several times harder. Even though he had just been lying there, Jae-min’s inner thighs were trembling occasionally as if he had a cramp.

“Hmm… we promised to do it for twelve hours.”

Seung-pyo muttered bluntly. Unable to either agree or rebuke the words that were hard to tell if they were serious or a joke, Jae-min waited quietly. Soon, Seung-pyo sat up.

“Let’s eat and then do it again.”

The penis, sliding out slowly, finally left his body completely.

Phew, Jae-min let out a sigh like someone who had just been relieved of a great burden. Instead of getting up immediately, he stared blankly down at his lower body and suddenly asked.

“Is my back end okay?”

“Hmm?”

“It feels strange. I feel like it’s still open.”

His expression held a faint trace of worry. Seung-pyo was actually flustered by the nonchalant tone, as if he were asking him to check for him. Was it because this guy, for whom taking erotic photos and posting them online was a daily routine, lacked shame in this particular area?

“Lie face down.”

However, without saying much, he leaned down, gently pulled apart Jae-min’s buttocks with his hands, and looked inside. The hole, stained red as if crushed flowers had been smeared on it, was certainly a bit more swollen than usual, but it wasn’t open.

“It’s fine. It’s closed beautifully.”

Seung-pyo answered, planting a kiss on the plump cheek. Jae-min let out a small sigh, as if he had truly been worried. Seung-pyo giggled and draped an arm over Jae-min’s shoulder.

“Were you worried?”

“Because yours is fucking huge.”

“Who knows. After doing it for twelve hours, it might actually not close.”

Jae-min made a disgusted face at those words, but his interest soon shifted elsewhere. Jae-min’s gaze landed on the tip of the condom that hadn’t been removed yet.

“That stretched out.”

Because Seung-pyo hadn’t pulled out immediately after ejaculating and had moved inside a few more times, the condom had stretched beyond the length of his penis, and the semen had spread messily inside. After removing the slippery condom, Seung-pyo imitated a scene he had seen somewhere and tied a knot at the end.

“I had a really hard time buying these.”

“Why? They sell them at convenience stores.”

“Condoms have sizes just like clothes. Like you said, mine is fucking huge. There was nothing that fit me at the convenience store, so I bought them online. It’s the largest size.”

“You prepared really hard.”

It was a blunt remark that hit the nail on the head. Seung-pyo cleared his throat and slowly helped the still-lying Jae-min up to embrace him.

With an awkward expression, Seung-pyo was feeling shy. While Jae-min blinked, lips touched his cheek this time.

“Right. I really prepared hard. I didn’t know how guys were supposed to do it, so I studied by searching overseas sites and bought condoms.”

“…Yeah.”

“Actually, I bought this candle intending to have it lit while we did it. And I bought the flowers this morning because you said you were coming….”

“…….”

“Look. Doesn’t it look a bit like you?”

What Seung-pyo lifted by the vase and brought before his eyes was a delicate flower with several small blossoms on a single stem. White and blue flowers were mixed half and half.

Ryu Jae-min was an ordinary male high school student who had never even thought of comparing himself to a flower. Unable to either agree or disagree in the face of the awkward question, he subtly changed the subject.

“What kind of flower is it?”

“They say it’s a Delphinium.”

“First time I’ve heard of it.”

“First time for me too.”

“It’s pretty.”

When Jae-min smiled, Seung-pyo beamed, as if he finally felt his efforts were recognized. Clearly excited, he brought up another question.

“Do you like pasta?”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll make you Rosé. With shrimp.”

“You know how to make that?”

“It’s easy because I just use the sauce they sell at the mart. But if I make it at home, I can put in tons of shrimp. I can make it a bit spicy too. Want it spicy?”

“No.”

Seung-pyo quickly stood up and held out his hand.

“Let’s wash up and eat.”

Jae-min also took Seung-pyo’s hand and got up from the bed. The sensation in his lower body was strange. Even though he had just been lying down, his legs felt weak and lacked strength, as if he had done intense exercise. Noticing this, Seung-pyo looked at Jae-min and asked.

“Are you tired? Want a piggyback ride?”

Jae-min shook his head in disgust. Seung-pyo chuckled and squeezed the hand they were holding tighter.

Even while washing their bodies in the bathroom, the two giggled for a long time because they kept touching each other here and there. After kissing once while spraying water with the showerhead, they wanted to touch each other’s bodies, and then they wanted to kiss again. Because of that, the cleanup that could have ended with a simple shower took a long time, and by the time they left the bathroom, over 30 minutes had vanished in a chunk.

“Lend me some clothes.”

At Jae-min’s request as he dried himself, Seung-pyo replied with a smirk.

“Why wear clothes? You’re just going to take them off soon anyway, so just stay naked.”

“Really…?”

When Jae-min looked at him seriously, Seung-pyo let out a laugh and tossed him a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. While giving him a blunt glare, Jae-min quickly put them on without complaint. Since they were Seung-pyo’s clothes, they were a bit large, but not to the point where he couldn’t wear them.

Because they spent so much time showering, the hunger was becoming more severe. Seung-pyo hurriedly opened the refrigerator. There weren’t any particularly grand ingredients. Frozen shrimp, pasta sauce, and pasta noodles were all there was. After a moment of thought, Seung-pyo decided to add onions too.

As Seung-pyo chopped the onions tap tap, Jae-min approached and peered in.

“I’ll help too.”

“It’s fine. You’re the guest today.”

Despite the refusal of help, instead of returning to the dining table, Jae-min lingered near the kitchen and watched the process of making pasta. Seung-pyo, who at first urged him to sit comfortably and wait, soon shut his mouth. To Ryu Jae-min, who had likely been far removed from kitchen work his entire life, the sight of a same-age classmate cooking might be an interesting scene worth watching from the side.

“I guess you’re number one because you’re curious about so many things.”

“What am I so curious about?”

“Everything.”

After sautéing garlic, onions, and shrimp for a while and dumping in the boiled noodles and sauce, a simple lunch was completed.

Pasta that would have easily been 3 to 4 servings if sold at a restaurant was placed on the table, and chopsticks were set beside it instead of forks. Seung-pyo, who had set the food, gave a warning.

“Eat it all even if it tastes bad.”

There was no need for a warning. Jae-min must have been truly hungry, as he picked up the chopsticks and shoved a mouthful of pasta in as soon as the plate was set.

Seung-pyo gazed blankly at Jae-min. Usually, a person looks unattractive when eating hurriedly, but seeing that he didn’t at all, it seemed that handsome guys look like a picture no matter what they do. Including himself, of course. Jae-min blinked and marveled.

“It’s delicious. Hey, it’s really delicious.”

“Isn’t it just because you’re hungry?”

“Maybe, but it’s delicious anyway.”

The first time having sex had drained the stamina of both of them. Seung-pyo, who would normally have thrown in another joke, now focused only on eating.

As the two hungry boys devoured it, the mountain of pasta eventually vanished. Jae-min leaned back against the chair and sighed. This was the first time he had eaten so full since Seung-pyo had visited his house.

“I’m going to burst.”

“Eat plenty. That way you can fill the remaining eleven hours.”

At those words, Jae-min checked the clock. Having arrived at 10, rolled around for about an hour, and then eaten lunch, it was well past twelve. If what Oh Seung-pyo said was true, even if they filled the next eleven hours straight with sex, he would only be able to go home at midnight.

“Can I pay in installments?”

“Look at you, already trying to find a loophole just because I’m being lenient.”

Though he grumbled, Seung-pyo also felt relaxed due to the satiety.

The two of them sprawled out on the living room sofa. On the large four-person sofa, they clung tightly to one corner and looked at Seung-pyo’s phone together.

“This is it. The one I said I wanted to try.”

“Doggy style…?”

Among the various materials Seung-pyo had searched for while preparing for today, he was showing Jae-min a chart where various positions were organized. Jae-min read the part Seung-pyo pointed to under his breath, as if memorizing a textbook.

“…A position where insertion happens from behind, also called ‘back-hitting.’ It is similar to the position animals use when mating. Compared to other positions, it allows for deeper insertion, so a greater stimulus can be felt….”

Reading it aloud made it sound almost like smut. Jae-min shut his mouth. Feeling as if his barely calmed interior was becoming hot and itchy, he kept his mouth shut and glanced at Seung-pyo, who was also looking at Jae-min with a subtly heated expression and whispered.

“Are you seducing me right now?”

“I was just reading.”

Jae-min cleared his throat and quickly scanned the position chart, skimming through the contents. After passing the ordinary positions like missionary, doggy style, and cowgirl, drawings showcasing bizarre positions appeared. As Jae-min scrolled down, his expression became increasingly troubled.

“Are these positions actually possible?”

“We’ll do the ones that look that difficult later.”

Seung-pyo brushed it off, took the phone away, and hugged Jae-min. A pleasant scent wafted from the body and hair that had just been showered.

Since they used the same shampoo and the same body wash, they should have smelled the same, but perhaps it was just his imagination, Ryu Jae-min’s scent felt different from his own. Hugging the fluffy, warm body and smelling it, he felt like he would get hard again at any moment. He wanted to do it from behind, like the animals mating, just as Ryu Jae-min had softly recited.

But since he planned to spend the rest of the day rolling around with Ryu Jae-min anyway, Seung-pyo deliberately changed the subject because he didn’t want to rush. It was also something he was genuinely curious about.

“By the way, what condition were you originally going to set?”

“Condition?”

“Before the finals. Not that bullshit about breaking up, but the condition you originally thought of. You said you’d thought of something roughly.”

When he said ‘bullshit about breaking up,’ Seung-pyo’s voice unconsciously sank coldly. Because of that, a cold silence flowed between them for a moment.

Only after a long while did Jae-min open his mouth.

“I didn’t think of a condition.”

“There’s no way a thorough guy like you didn’t think of one in advance.”

“No, I really didn’t.”

Seung-pyo whispered, biting Jae-min’s earlobe gently, not painfully.

“Do you want to lie to me again?”

Jae-min’s shoulders trembled slightly. He could see the nape of his neck turning slightly red.

He hadn’t been shy when asking if his butt hole had stayed open, yet his face suddenly flushed red when asked about the betting condition he had in mind. What kind of condition was he planning to set? Becoming even more curious, Seung-pyo pressed him.

“I said, what is it?”

Jae-min’s voice grew faint. Like someone making the most embarrassing confession in the world.

“To be friends….”

“Hmm?”

“I was going to ask you… to be friends with me.”