Lee A-gon looked at Park Hae-jun skeptically.
“That person is my high school senior. A close friend. What on earth are you imagining?”
“That person is a man, and you’re my boyfriend. And you were caught with a man in his underwear late at night while ignoring my calls.”
Lee A-gon challenged him point by point, as if to say, ‘Am I wrong?’
When laid out like that, it certainly did look suspicious. But it really wasn’t true. Park Hae-jun and Senior Yang had just been drinking heavily. Senior Yang taking off his pants was simply his drinking habit.
No one else in the world would suspect anything between Park Hae-jun and Senior Yang. Men drinking together and missing calls was a common occurrence.
Only Lee A-gon. Only Lee A-gon genuinely suspected something between Park Hae-jun and Senior Yang.
“Show me.”
“…”
“Show me, hyung.”
“Wow, seriously.” Park Hae-jun let out a hollow laugh and brushed his bangs up.
Lee A-gon’s eyes were so intense they seemed to glow blue. His whites were red as if bloodshot, but his pupils shone an eerie blue. The usually gentle boy seemed firmly resolved. He looked like he wouldn’t budge until Park Hae-jun showed him his nipples.
“Shit.”
Finally, Park Hae-jun cursed and roughly pulled at his knit sweater. Taking off the gray sweater and the shirt he was wearing underneath, his bare chest was exposed.
“Look well, Lee A-gon.”
Park Hae-jun stood proudly in front of Lee A-gon.
“See? There’s no trace of anyone touching me, right?”
On his left chest, there was a mark like a fallen cherry blossom petal. That was left by Lee A-gon a few days ago. There was nothing else.
Lee A-gon’s gaze carefully examined Park Hae-jun’s bare upper body. No matter how much he looked, he couldn’t find anything unusual besides the mark he’d left himself. Only then did Lee A-gon take a deep, chest-heaving breath, mutter something, and roughly rub his eyes.
“Now take off your pants and turn around.”
“What did you just say?” Park Hae-jun thought he must have misheard.
“I said take off your pants, turn around, and bend over.”
“Lee A-gon, don’t cross the line.”
At Park Hae-jun’s warning, Lee A-gon pulled up just one corner of his mouth.
“You crossed the line first, hyung.”
“You little… are you seriously…!”
“Take them off, spread, and bend over. I need to see if you opened up for that man.”
“Hey!”
“Can’t do it? Fine. Then I’ll ask that man directly.”
Lee A-gon strode forward. Just as he was about to turn the doorknob, Park Hae-jun grabbed him.
Click. The door, opened halfway, closed again. Then came the sound of footsteps on the stairs. It was Senior Yang, who had heard the door.
“Park Hae-jun? Are you done, Park Hae-jun?” The senior’s voice was faintly heard from outside.
Park Hae-jun silently glared at Lee A-gon. He was so furious it seemed like fire might shoot from his eyes.
“Are you serious? Are you really going to ask Senior Yang if I ‘gave it up’ to him too?”
“You keep hiding it.”
“I didn’t do it. I didn’t do such a thing!”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t believe you. You were alone until late at night with a naked man.”
Though he seemed to shrink from Park Hae-jun’s anger, Lee A-gon refused to back down to the end.
“So why did you do it? I asked you. I asked you to let me trust you. I already tolerated it once. Even though you came back yesterday after drinking alone with another man, I endured it. You’re the one who broke the promise after just one day. I can’t take it anymore.”
Lee A-gon stood with his lips tightly shut, wiping his eyes roughly with his clenched fist. It meant he would die before backing down.
Park Hae-jun felt dizzy. While Lee A-gon felt wronged, Park Hae-jun felt he was the one being wronged. Why should he face such criticism just for drinking with a close senior?
Time continued to pass as they glared at each other without yielding an inch. Outside the door, knock knock, Senior Yang was knocking.
“What will you do?” Lee A-gon asked, “Should I ask that man, or will you show me?”
“…”
“You choose, hyung. I don’t care either way.”
Time passed helplessly. Finally, as Lee A-gon’s hand moved toward the doorknob, Park Hae-jun snatched it away. Then, with fierce movements, he undid his belt and kicked off his pants and underwear.
Park Hae-jun immediately turned around, gritting his teeth and bending at the waist. It was a hole that was probed every day anyway. It wasn’t going to wear out just from showing it to him, so there was no reason not to.
“Look, you bastard.”mPark Hae-jun growled with his molars clenched, “Find your evidence. Just try not finding any. I’ll kill you!”
A moment later, a cool hand touched Park Hae-jun’s buttocks. Two hands gently spread the flesh to reveal the entrance. Moist breathing could be felt. Lee A-gon had his face close to it, breathing.
Soon, one long finger, moistened with saliva, caressed the hole. Park Hae-jun tried to steady himself by putting strength into the hands placed on his knees, but it was useless. Just having that place touched by him made Park Hae-jun’s strength drain away. Lee A-gon caught Park Hae-jun as he collapsed weakly, making sure he didn’t get hurt, and inserted a finger.
Knock, knock.
“…Park Hae-jun. Park Hae-jun, are you okay?” Senior Yang knocked on the door, calling for Park Hae-jun.
Park Hae-jun bit down on his molars and suppressed a moan.
As a second finger pushed in at the same time, it spread the flesh open with a ‘pok’ sound. Then a third finger entered and spread out sideways. Park Hae-jun could feel eyes peering inside his hole. Lee A-gon was looking deep inside him.
“Are you done yet?” Park Hae-jun asked with his molars tightly clenched. His voice lifted sharply at the end.
There was no answer from Lee A-gon. He just kept spreading Park Hae-jun open with his fingers.
“Hurry up. Quickly… ahuk.”
When Lee A-gon inserted his fingers, the inner flesh opened and closed greatly as if happy. The entrance fluttered, wanting to take him in deeper. His dick was already erect and nodding. Park Hae-jun barely managed to suppress his moan.
The number of fingers increased. Lee A-gon spread him wide open with six fingers and put his face close.
It gave Park Hae-jun goosebumps. He was looking for traces of another man’s dick.
“Ahuurgh.”
Park Hae-jun, still bent over, scratched at the floor.
“Ahh. Ah, mmn… gon…”
“You know what? After you get penetrated here, it doesn’t return to normal for a while.”
When Lee A-gon spoke, Park Hae-jun could feel his warm breath on that place. As if expecting to be sucked, the hole fluttered even more widely. No matter how still Park Hae-jun tried to be, it was useless. That place moved continuously as if it had a will of its own.
“When my dick pulls out, it closes for a very brief moment, but soon opens again and keeps pulsing.”
Lee A-gon’s low, deep voice seemed to be sucked into the opened hole. Park Hae-jun rubbed his bright red face against the floor. He didn’t want to hear this, Really.
“Sticky threads stretch across the hole, breaking when it opens, reconnecting when it closes, then breaking again repeatedly. That’s how you keep pulsing and opening your hole for a while.”
“…Please… Stop.”
“The inside of the entrance, where my glans has been rubbing for a long time, gets red marks. And it swells slightly, becoming plump. Hyung, that’s what I’m looking for right now.”
Six fingers delicately probed Park Hae-jun’s hole, caressing the inner flesh. There were no white threads, no swelling. No marks from being stabbed by a glans.
It was clean. At least today, no man’s dick had entered Park Hae-jun’s hole.
“Hyung.”
Lee A-gon’s expression softened. With his eyes curved, he pressed his face between Park Hae-jun’s buttocks and rubbed gently.
“Hyung. Park Hae-jun hyung.”
His fingers were still inside, and the hole remained open and slightly raised. Park Hae-jun couldn’t close it voluntarily.
“Fingers… take them out.”
“I love you, hyung.”
“Kid, listen to me…”
Tears welled up. Keeping Senior Yang waiting outside while being bent over with his buttocks spread made him feel urgent. He cursed his body for losing strength whenever Lee A-gon touched him. When he touched between his legs, resistance was impossible.
Park Hae-jun put strength into his fingertips and wiggled his upper body. He tried to move forward, even if just slightly.
Meanwhile, Lee A-gon removed his fingers from Park Hae-jun’s buttocks and instead pressed his dick against that place. He looked down at his hyung struggling beneath him. Park Hae-jun was squirming like an insect. Despite straining until his face and even his neck turned red, he couldn’t escape more than the length of a finger joint. Using all his strength amounted to doing nothing at all.
Lee A-gon liked that very much.
“Aaaaah!”
Park Hae-jun’s waist tensed tightly. He howled like an animal stabbed in a vital spot.
“Ah! Ah! Hiiik!”
A glans the size of a clenched fist entered Park Hae-jun’s body. Lee A-gon grabbed his pelvis, lifting it into the air, and thrust his dick into Park Hae-jun repeatedly.
Park Hae-jun’s thighs trembled violently, and his dick nodded in the air as he ejaculated. He screamed and flailed. The dick that had entered without time to apply gel hurt too much. It felt like the space between his legs would burst from the dick.
“It hurts. It hurts.”
It felt like a huge club had entered his stomach.
“It hurts. Take it out. It hurts.”
This wasn’t a size that could enter in such a rough manner. He feared tearing. Park Hae-jun groaned in pain and scratched at the floor.
“It’s okay. It’s okay.”
“What’s okay? It hurts. I said it hurts.”
“No. You’re not in pain. Look.”
Lee A-gon lightly brushed the hole and showed Park Hae-jun. Park Hae-jun blinked with a contorted face. There was a transparent, sticky liquid on Lee A-gon’s fingers.
“Your hole came.”
“I… did?”
“Yes, you did.”
Park Hae-jun couldn’t believe it and kept blinking. Lee A-gon smiled softly and stabbed Park Hae-jun’s insides with his dick once more. “Hmph,” Park Hae-jun held his breath as his buttocks trembled.
A squelching sound came from somewhere. Park Hae-jun belatedly realized it was the sound of his hole receiving the dick. His insides were smooth and moist. It was like someone had secretly ejaculated about five times.
What is this?