MIT 69

“……!”

Joo-oh visibly flinched when Mu-hae touched the soft protrusion. Pleased by the reaction, Mu-hae pressed his lips to the nape of his neck.

Not only does he smell sweet, but his flesh seems sweet too. He wants to smell him to his heart’s content, rub against him, and press him down.

Mu-hae fondled his trembling chest repeatedly. Frankly, it was too flat to be satisfying to grab, but Joo-oh’s body twitching each time set a fire below his waist.

Each time he quivered, his closely pressed lower body was slightly stimulated. “Eung,” Joo-oh whined, rubbing his hips. He felt like his eyes were rolling back.

He wished he would groan more, that he would twist his waist, flutter, and cling to him annoyingly.

He couldn’t remember what he had been doing before this, or what his schedule was for today. Mu-hae only felt his breath growing hotter as he savored the smooth skin.

Joo-oh urged him on, tapping his toes. Mu-hae released his tightly clenched fist and gently caressed his chest.

A pointed nipple, announcing its presence, caught his hand.

“Heueung…….”

It was a moan that he couldn’t tell if it was good or bad, but at least he was reacting.

Mu-hae gently rolled the bean-like protrusion before pressing down hard.

“Ah, euueung.”

Joo-oh mumbled like someone who had forgotten how to speak. Mu-hae straightened his back, which was bent to the point of pain, and took his lips off his reddened neck.

“Here?”

He asked in a low, sunken voice. He let out a moan that wasn’t even a word, “Ah.”

“Want me to caress you?”

He stopped his hand and deliberately asked a foolish question, and Joo-oh whined, putting his hand into his own clothes, which had been pushed up halfway.

A slightly smaller hand stuck to the back of Mu-hae’s hand. He wasn’t stopping him, but pressing and pushing him to do more.

“Say it.”

“Touch me, touch me.”

“Like this?”

“Euueung, harder.”

Frustrated, he banged his head against his chest. Mu-hae barely swallowed a scream as a pain that felt like his ribs were collapsing shot through him.

He didn’t know what he was thinking, asking about this so persistently. Forcibly erasing the feeling that he was a pervert, even to himself, Mu-hae used his fingertips to circle his nipple.

A soft yet firm piece of flesh. Even without looking directly at it, he could picture what it looked like, the pink protrusion vivid in his mind.

He had unintentionally seen his bare chest once. When the round, pink tip of the protrusion was revealed beyond the loose neckline of the clothes he was wearing, he immediately turned his head, but Mu-hae felt like his eyes were spinning.

After that, whenever Joo-oh came into his bed and clung to him, he pretended not to notice and brought his hand over there.

Rubbing it a few times over the clothes, he could feel the firm volume standing erect through the fabric. He didn’t know how many times he had suppressed the urge to put his lips there.

“Jin, Jin Mu… Heut.”

As he gently stroked the soft areola, he shook his head wildly. As if that wasn’t it, he stomped his feet and pressed Mu-hae’s hand down again.

“Harder, euung?”

Joo-oh’s urging made his lower body throb with pain. Mu-hae unknowingly raised the corners of his lips.

He listened to him panting for a moment, enjoying the sound, before flicking the protruding nipple with his index finger.

“Aheung, hik……!”

He could no longer bear the desire pouring out of his throat and eyes. Mu-hae twisted and pulled the small protrusion as if pinching it. With a panting sound, the body touching below shook wildly.

“Keuk…….”

“Huuu, eung…….”

Why was this damned body so warm, and why were its joints so soft and supple that he wanted to suck them? The thought of rubbing his cock against him made his lower abdomen even harder.

Jin Mu-hae eventually loosened his waistband slightly and pulled out his grotesquely enlarged penis. The pent-up heat seemed to leak out of his clothes, creating the illusion that it was raising the surrounding temperature.

Then, he lifted the trembling Joo-oh and placed him on his lap. His hips pressed against his penis, which was raised to his stomach.

“Whaee…….”

Joo-oh started to whine when he took his hand off his chest. It was a complaint that he had stopped after touching him so nicely.

His lips were pouting and swollen, thinking that the pleasant act was already over.

“Stay still.”

His voice, lowered with excitement, was so stiff that it felt unfamiliar even to himself. Mu-hae pulled down Joo-oh’s loose pants halfway, revealing his white, round buttocks.

The pleasant and firm flesh was wrapped around his cock. Veins stood out on Mu-hae’s forehead as he gritted his teeth.

“Shit.”

He felt like he was going crazy. He wondered if it was right to be doing this with someone like Joo-oh, but what did he care?

After Mu-hae repeatedly warned him, he had never told anyone that Jin Mu-hae had touched him.

The fact that Jin Mu-hae had groped and fondled his chest, or that he had pulled out his cock, rubbed it against his buttocks, and ejaculated, would not reach the ears of others.

Even as he shuddered at the trashy idea, his lower body showed no signs of calming down.

Why hadn’t he known he was such a pervert before? Mu-hae stroked Joo-oh’s stomach, trying to calm his rough breathing.

The body he was holding trembled again and groaned. He was sure that his underwear was wet enough to make a splashing sound.

“Tell me if you don’t like it.”

With his last bit of conscience, Mu-hae said something he didn’t mean and grabbed his round buttocks tightly with both hands. He pulled them up as if lifting them, and slowly rubbed them against his red-hot penis.

His vision flashed and his spine tingled. Mu-hae tilted his head back and took a deep, seething breath.

“Heueung. I like it.”

For a moment, Joo-oh seemed to have read his mind. He mumbled the exact words he was thinking in a languid voice.

Mu-hae pressed down on his soft skin as much as he wanted and bit the perked-up earlobe below his eyes with his teeth.

The person in his arms convulsed and twisted his waist this way and that, groaning.

“Haa, keuk……!”

His vision flickered. It felt like his mind was repeatedly cutting out and coming back.

An intense pleasure that felt like it was stabbing his lower abdomen washed over him, and after a long bout of fucking, Mu-hae spewed out his thick desire.

A thick liquid flowed down over the slightly reddened skin. Mu-hae glanced down and let out a groan that scratched his throat in the deep afterglow.

“Hehe, heu…….”

Joo-oh laughed with a languid body, as if he had ejaculated at the same moment.

It was a strange thing. His laughter, with his tongue all loose, somehow sounded like the whistle of a satisfied predator.

“Jin Mu-hae, huuu, smells good.”

“Haa…….”

“Me too. I want to smell it too.”

The man who had been quietly clinging to him suddenly staggered and turned his body. Then, with his legs tied up in his pants that were pulled down halfway, he fell to the side with a thud.

Mu-hae quickly reached out and grabbed him, and he came up on all fours with such skill, burying his head in his wet lower abdomen.

Jin Mu-hae’s mind snapped to attention and he blocked him. Joo-oh was opening his red lips slightly.

“Get away. Come up here.”

“Che…….”

Apart from the fact that the thing that felt his breath was growing again, a danger signal blared in his head.

No matter how rotten his conscience was, he couldn’t make Joo-oh do this.

Mu-hae forcibly stuffed his penis, which was stubbornly resisting, back into his pants and lifted Joo-oh up, placing him on top of him.

He forcibly turned his gaze upwards and pulled up his pants as well. When Joo-oh clung to him like a koala, he hugged him back for once.

“I like Jin Mu-hae. I’m glad I met you.”

He rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, muttering. Each word was filled with happiness, as if he wasn’t just saying it.

Well. Maybe there could have been a better guardian. A decent person who would feed him and put him to sleep in a proper house and not do these lewd things.

Sorry to say, but Mu-hae didn’t seem to be that kind of person. His lower body, pressed down by the weight, was clamoring to be taken out again.

Struggling to suppress the thick, rising lust, Mu-hae quietly stroked his disheveled black hair.

The schedule was later than expected. Mu-hae roughly shook the water off his dripping hair and packed his heavy bag.

Joo-oh also slung his backpack over his shoulder and quickly stuck to his side, lest he be left behind.

His face was even more radiant than before, and he had a very refreshed and invigorated expression.

His eyes were clearer than ever. He didn’t look like someone who was going back and forth between sanity and madness.

“It’s good that there are two save points.”

“Yeah. Well, it’ll be easier.”

Joo-oh giggled, chattering about the strange word he had made up on his own again.

Mu-hae responded to his words and looked up at the setting sun.

Under the red sunset, Starlight Road was colorful and messy.

The moment when day and night intersect creates a strange fragrance even in these dilapidated and neglected neighborhoods.

Just because he had a house in a formal residential area didn’t mean that Mu-hae would leave this slum.

Director Gil and Teacher Jung were here, and Starlight Road was still a better place to catch a hover truck than Jaegang District when he went out for mercenary work.

However, he felt like he had moved a step away from the neighborhood where he had lived his entire life. It was a shame, but it was bittersweet.

The feeling of the restraints that had been clinging to him like shackles cracking and breaking in front of his eyes. Mu-hae felt a tingling in his neck.

Having a choice in his livelihood was almost a first. Little paths he didn’t know about were drawn in the future that had only one direction.

The world he faced was widening. A sense of liberation that was different from the freedom he had tasted simply by wandering outside his Comfort zone.

Jin Mu-hae took in each of the makeshift buildings, then turned his gaze to the distant forest of high-rise buildings he had to go to.

And when he looked to his side again. The man who had finally thrown off his hat was smiling so that his red eyes were bent into crescents.

As the blowing wind gently shook his hair, Mu-hae somehow felt the illusion that he had been watching him for a very long time.

……Nonsense.

“Let’s go.”

It was Joo-oh who had been unilaterally holding his arm and following him all along.

When he held out his hand to him, a subtle light that went back and forth between joy and sorrow settled in his clear eyes.

“Okay!”

Joo-oh quickly took his hand and intertwined his fingers between his. He could feel his determination not to let go, and he let out a hollow laugh.

Mu-hae walked with him towards the center of the city. With each step, the scenery of the city surrounding them gradually changed to a cleaner one.