ASIAH 41

“Uhm, hwaht…”

My legs got tangled and I fell over before I could even take my shoes off. Now that we had made contact, I was going crazy with the desire to taste even the root of that bastard’s tongue. But Hyun Jaekyung lightly stopped me every time I lunged at him greedily.

I thought I was an expert in the theory of kissing, but is the practical application not so great? It’s delicious and feels good no matter how I lick him. Then does that mean Hyun Jaekyung is the one who’s good at it?

The moment I thought that far, I realized I was pushing him too much. So much so that he couldn’t even try anything. I had just come in from outside too, but Hyun Jaekyung’s stomach was as cold as my hands, making me wonder just how long he had been standing there.

Back when I shared a room with my noona, the one thing Mom drilled into both our ears was, ‘If you’re going to kick off the blankets, at least cover your stomach.’ While I rubbed my hands together to generate friction, Hyun Jaekyung groaned as if his back hurt. As he slightly raised his upper body to move away from the entryway, I rummaged under his clothes and pinned him down.

“Ugh.”

As soon as I put my weight on him, a cough burst out from underneath me. His body was lean with a decent amount of muscle, so I could feel his bones with just a little pressure. As I freely touched him with my warmed hands, Hyun Jaekyung’s skin seemed to melt and became soft.

“Haah, haah…”

I wanted to touch him even a little bit more, so I had no time to ponder things like vicarious experiences. Because of that, I even unconsciously started rubbing my lower body against Hyun Jaekyung’s, like a dog in heat.

The pressure on my dick, trapped in my jeans, was intense, but the simple act of unbuttoning my fly and pulling down my zipper didn’t even occur to me. It just seemed like the most important thing was to stick my tongue in whenever the lips in front of me parted. But then Hyun Jaekyung suddenly pushed me away.

“Wait, wait.”

“Huh?”

I was panting so hard just from uttering the single syllable ‘huh’ that it was embarrassing. Even to me, it was an overly dissatisfied reaction, but I hadn’t even realized how worked up I had become. Taking a fresh look at him, I saw that he was trembling.

“Are you cold?”

“…No.”

Is it so good that it makes him tremble? But his face was pale and his voice was extremely stiff when he answered, as if he were scared. I chafed his chilly hands for a bit, then abruptly pulled him into a hug. Remembering that his stomach had been cold too, I lifted up his T-shirt so our bare skin touched, which would have looked funny if we were in a brighter place.

Why am I the only one whose body is this hot? Still, the body I was hugging soon warmed up as well. Around the time I got my body heat back, Hyun Jaekyung gently pushed me away and unfastened his own pants.

The motion-sensor light in the entryway, which had been turning on and off, went out completely. In the faint, hazy light that seeped in, I couldn’t see Hyun Jaekyung’s form in detail. The rustling sounds stimulated my imagination.

A sudden, inexplicable anxiety surged up, and I grabbed Hyun Jaekyung’s hand to stop him. His stomach had gotten quite warm while I was touching it, but his hand was still cold.

“If you’re going to take it off, do it where I can see.”

“What…”

I quickly got up, turned on the fluorescent light, and looked back at Hyun Jaekyung. His shirt was pulled up above his chest, and his pants were only unfastened at the front. The sliver of his white thigh visible between his underwear and his lowered waistband was particularly erotic.

What’s the big deal about a few centimeters of visible skin? I guess this is how I’ve come to understand the saying that a single thread of clothing is sexier than being completely naked.

Hyun Jaekyung, his ears flushed red, fumbled with his own body. Maybe because he’s such a contrarian bastard, he was taking his clothes off on his own but decided he didn’t want to anymore just because I said something.

I quickly went to him, grabbed his waist, and helped him up, seating him on the bed. The line of his body I felt in my grasp was satisfying. In that short time, as I kneaded him several times, I also wondered why a guy with so much experience was acting so stiff.

Is it his first time with a man? For me, everything beyond kissing is a first.

I pulled off his half-lowered pants in one go and tossed them aside, and Hyun Jaekyung helped by lifting his hips. I can take this as his complete consent, right? But to put his recent cooperation a little differently, Hyun Jaekyung’s pelvis had been thrust toward my face. As soon as his lower body got closer, I buried my face in the outline revealed through his underwear.

“Ngh!”

His long, elegant fingers combed through my hair and dug into my scalp. One would think my mouth would get dry from licking his underwear, but saliva kept pooling endlessly. I knew he had been half-hard since we were rubbing against each other with our pants on, but there wasn’t much of a scent coming from Hyun Jaekyung’s groin. However, after I bit, held, and licked it wet with my lips, I became completely drenched in a wanton fragrance.

“Ha… it’s turning me on, which makes it even more fucked up.”

Hyun Jaekyung, muttering through his teeth, slightly twisted his lower body to avoid my face. Just as I was about to feel disappointed, he pinched his wet underwear and pulled it away from his penis.

“You said you wanted to watch me get undressed.”

“Uh, yeah…”

I’d be grateful if you showed me. Though I didn’t think you actually would.

Watching Hyun Jaekyung undress himself, I felt like I understood why the profession of a stripper appears in American dramas and movies. He put both hands on his waistband, stretched it, and then let go. The elastic band hit his skin with a smack!

It was the kind of thing that could break the mood, but I found myself thinking what if it had been my hand that made that sharp sound. I also felt an incomprehensible sense of betrayal toward Hyun Jaekyung for saying he would undress but only showing me halfway. Was that why? Why I pinned him down with my weight advantage again.

“You’re heavy, you pig.”

“I’m average, you know?”

“Average, my ass.”

Even though Hyun Jaekyung was strong, he couldn’t escape when I was determined to pin him down. At first, I thought this bastard just couldn’t handle a mount position because he’d never done something like wrestling, but it increasingly seemed like he truly couldn’t overpower me.

“I can’t, breathe.”

…No, it’s a certainty. I knew I was tall, but hadn’t I been unaware of how I had grown compared to the past? So I had been mistaken, thinking that I would just lose to Hyun Jaekyung, whose initial momentum was strong. The moment I realized that, a surge of pleasure so intense it made my vision swim shot through me.

“Stay still.”

Pinning the struggling Hyun Jaekyung to the bed, I rubbed our bodies together and pulled off his shirt. When I put my hand inside his damp underwear and groped his crotch, his hips arched and lifted, though it didn’t seem like he was trying to help me undress him.

When Hyun Jaekyung’s head whipped to the side, the nape of his neck was revealed, a ripe pink color that I couldn’t help but press my mouth to. As I licked the well-defined sternocleidomastoid muscle below his ear, I unknowingly made some smacking sounds, and he shuddered and grabbed the front of my pants.

“Huck.”

“What are you doing, between two men!”

“…”

I did it because it was delicious, I’m sorry. But then what the hell have we been doing until now? He was the one who kissed me first, and he didn’t say anything when I was sucking him through his underwear earlier!

But I didn’t even have time to complain. Above all, the moment Hyun Jaekyung’s hand touched mine, my vision turned completely red. I crawled forward on my knees and brought my dick right in front of Hyun Jaekyung’s face. The guy, who had been trying to sit up, looked up as if in disbelief, but he still busily took off my pants.

If he was going to do this, then why the hell did he stop me from sucking on his neck? I couldn’t understand Hyun Jaekyung’s standards, but I had enough sense not to voice such a comment.

I looked at the top of Hyun Jaekyung’s head and imagined shoving my dick into his mouth. As soon as the pressure in my lower body subsided, instead of doing what I was thinking, I grabbed both his and my own together. Before he could say anything, I started pumping my fist, but Hyun Jaekyung kept squirming.

“Ugh, hoo.”

If he really hated it, I would have already been hit a few times, so he must just be feigning resistance or enjoying it. I hope so. To placate him, I grabbed his ass. It was a simple thought that maybe squeezing it a bit would calm him down.

“Haah…”

Hyun Jaekyung seemed flustered and grabbed my wrist, then pulled it forcefully, making me hold my own chest. Like a pledge of allegiance to the flag. With my free hand, I gently caressed our two wet cocks. When I used the hand that was awkwardly saluting to properly jerk us off, the familiar slap, slap sound echoed.

“It’s chafing. Haah, slower, do it gently.”

The moment his hand covered mine, I immediately understood what he meant. Hyun Jaekyung already had some calluses on his palms from doing things like pull-ups, but we both had new calluses from the major project we’d been devoted to for the past year.

Keeping that in mind, I occasionally let our hands brush against each other, and Hyun Jaekyung’s back gradually arched. I wiped up the precum that was dripping down, not knowing whose was whose, and spread it on Hyun Jaekyung’s scrotum and between his legs. Hyun Jaekyung’s hand tensed, but it didn’t seem like he was trying to stop me, so I continued.

As I studied his reddened lips and the corners of his eyes, I started wanting to touch his chest. It was a thought that came naturally as I pictured the faintly flushed areas. But…

“Kh…!”

Caught completely off guard, my lower body was drenched in pleasure. I twitched in Hyun Jaekyung’s embrace as I shot a sticky fluid.

Do virgins come fast or something? In my opinion, it wasn’t a matter of being a virgin, it was a matter of it being Hyun Jaekyung.

“Heh…”

Hyun Jaekyung’s tension suddenly shot up, as if he wanted to get revenge for being pinned down earlier. He wiped up the semen I had just come with and dangled it in a long string in front of my face, cackling.

“Hey, premature ejaculator. At this rate, you’re no good at playing the man’s part.”

“Do you want me to play the man’s part?”

“Huh?”

My breathing suddenly quickened, and I remembered the precum I had spread on his underside to make it slick. Why did I do that? To be honest, at this point, there was only one thing I was hoping for. My hands automatically started rubbing and kneading Hyun Jaekyung’s lower regions.

“Haah, Hyun Jaekyung, me playing the man’s part, to you, fuck…”

“Oof…”

I licked Hyun Jaekyung’s sticky palm, then pushed him down and kissed him. The taste and smell that assaulted my nose were by no means pleasant, but as long as I was licking the inside of Hyun Jaekyung’s mouth, it was all fine. While our tongues mingled as if to taste every corner of his mouth, both saliva and semen went down his throat.

I didn’t mean to make him swallow, so I feel bad. Still, I hope he forgives me, since we split it about twenty percent.

Calluses or not, I didn’t stop moving my hand, and Hyun Jaekyung let out a sharp gasp and clung to my shoulder. He seemed to have choked on his own spit, hiccupping, and when I picked up the pace, he stretched his whole body out.

“Ngh, heuu, ugh.”

Soon, Hyun Jaekyung came, bucking up against me as I held him down. Even the electrifying feeling of his not-so-plump chest pressing firmly against mine was thrilling. I collected the semen in my hand and gently sucked on his swollen lips. As I licked his neck, which was faintly beaded with sweat, and his chest, which formed a gentle curve, a new thirst arose along with a sense of satisfaction.

Did I go on about painting a figurine whenever I saw this body? If I ever succeeded in making something like this, I wouldn’t mass-produce it even for a billion dollars. The thought of it being touched by someone else’s hands would drive me insane.

“You’re heavy, so stop pressing down on me…”

“Hm?”

I stroked him soothingly, then brought our clasped hands to my lips and kissed them. As I did, I felt a strange sense of unease.

The things that should have been there, the rings that always filled all ten of his fingers, were gone. Why did I only realize it now, after we had sat so tenderly face-to-face and even jerked each other off? From the moment our lips touched, I was so lost in a daze that I hadn’t even noticed. I pressed him down again so our chests were squashed tightly together and kissed his fingers.

“Wait, wait…”

If I had it my way, I would have wanted to pop them in my mouth and suck them like lollipops, but this bastard kept squirming his shoulders. It finally bothered me enough that I lifted his shirt up high enough to cover his face, and I saw the pendant that had been resting on his bare skin.

“Ah.”

It had been pressing into Hyun Jaekyung’s chest, leaving a red mark, but I hadn’t noticed at all. I don’t know if it was because I’m stockier or because I was just out of my mind. From the moment my hand touched it, Hyun Jaekyung stopped fidgeting and just breathed quietly.

The pendant hanging on the silver chain was a clumsily made silver ring with an aquamarine cubic zirconia.

It’s a common design, but the one who made it can recognize it. Especially if it was something made with mistakes back when they were still clumsy. The way it was hammered into shape after getting twisted while trying to attach the setting was familiar too. It was made to target small-bodied women, so it was only natural that a guy with big hands like Hyun Jaekyung couldn’t wear it. For the same reason, it also looked even shabbier.

“How long have you been wearing this?”

“…”

But that shabbiness was what I loved more than anything. I couldn’t bear to wait for an answer, so I buried my face in Hyun Jaekyung’s chest.