EAR Ch 33

—Bored.

A large hand scribbled tiny letters in the corner of the textbook. Jaemin chuckled and wrote a reply below it.

—Just a little longer.

Seungpyo grinned and withdrew his hand. He wasn’t actually bored, his goal was to pester Jaemin.

There were only ten minutes left until the end of the academy class. Not just Seungpyo and Jaemin, but most of the students in the classroom were looking at the clock, waiting for the class to end.

The two of them were especially impatient. Today was the D-day they had been anticipating for several days. Jaemin’s parents were at a couples’ gathering and wouldn’t be home until 10 pm, and Seungpyo’s brother wouldn’t be back until past 2 am.

Seungpyo’s brother had temporarily postponed his dream of passionately working at an amusement park during the summer break and had gotten a part-time job at a large franchise beer pub. He seemed quite pleased with the place, which was quite large for a pub and even had uniforms, giving it a theme park feel. Recently, he had been staying out late after work, socializing with his coworkers, and busy hanging out with friends on his days off. This was a fortunate turn of events for Seungpyo and Jaemin.

As soon as the academy class ended, the two sprang up and hurriedly prepared to leave. The instructor stopped them as they headed towards the door.

“Are you leaving right away today? Not staying for self-study?”

“We’re going to a study cafe together today.”

“Why go there when you have a close, spacious, quiet, and cool self-study room right here?”

“Sometimes, changing the environment helps us study better.”

Seungpyo replied confidently. His handsome and upright face, with its calm and honest expression, was like the embodiment of the word “trust.” The instructor couldn’t help but chuckle at his convincing appearance, and let them go with words of encouragement.

It had been about a week since summer vacation began. School supplementary classes were scheduled to start tomorrow, so for the past week, the two had only met at the academy. Since they could only meet at the academy, they often sat together in the self-study room even after class, past the regular self-study hours.

On days when Jaemin didn’t have other tutoring schedules, they stayed in the self-study room until late without fail, their figures the very picture of model students. The academy instructors praised their exceptional academic zeal. The instructors’ positive evaluations were relayed to Jaemin’s parents, allowing them to focus on their self-study time without interruption.

They giggled as they got on the elevator. They didn’t forget to make excuses to each other.

“It’s okay, we’ll really study after we hang out for a bit.”

“Right. We won’t play for long.”

“Should we take the bus?”

“We don’t have time, let’s take a taxi.”

In any case, their model student titles were convenient, and their combined power was more effective. Many people at school and the academy believed their closeness stemmed from academic camaraderie, often overlooking minor rule violations.

That didn’t mean they were completely absorbed in having fun behind the adults’ backs. They had been repeatedly told how important the summer break of their sophomore year was, so they had no intention of overlooking the importance of this time.

Seungpyo and Jaemin weren’t worried. They were diligently following the summer study plans they had submitted to their homeroom teacher before the break, and they were maintaining their long-established model student routines. In any case, since they wanted to spend time together, they ended up staying at the academy longer, which meant they were actually spending more time studying.

“It’s really hot today. I’m sweating even though we took a taxi.”

Jaemin grumbled as soon as they entered Seungpyo’s house. His pronunciation was slurred because he was speaking while eating a popsicle they bought at the convenience store near the apartment complex entrance.

Jaemin’s smiling lips were stained purple from the popsicle dye. Seungpyo giggled and pointed at Jaemin’s lips.

“You look like a monster right now.”

“Look who’s talking. Your lips are green.”

“If we do it now, it’ll be like monsters doing it. Awesome.”

Once inside, they tossed their popsicles onto the dining table and started kissing. Though they might look like monsters, their lips, smeared with melted sugar, were incredibly sweet.

The slightly sticky skin wasn’t a problem at all in the face of their desire to immediately entwine their bodies. No, it wasn’t a problem for Seungpyo; he rather liked it. He rubbed his nose against Jaemin, from his ear to his nape. Perhaps because of the sweltering heat, Jaemin’s scent was stronger than usual.

Seungpyo’s lower body always heated up whenever he smelled Jaemin. It wasn’t as purely sweet as candy or fruit, nor as purely fragrant as flowers or perfume, but whenever he rested his face against Jaemin’s neck or chest, he felt hungry. Since he couldn’t eat Jaemin to satisfy his hunger, there was only one thing he could do.

“Ah, uh.”

Jaemin’s shirt buttons were undone, the front flapping open. Seungpyo bent down and sucked on a nipple instead of the popsicle.

With just a few sucks, the small nub swelled, red and plump. Seungpyo smiled, thinking it looked like a small berry.

“Don’t your nipples look delicious?”

“What am I supposed to say to that?”

“They taste a bit salty right now.”

“Ah, move. I’m going to shower.”

Jaemin frowned and tried to escape Seungpyo’s embrace. But Seungpyo held onto him and this time grazed his teeth against the nipple. As he lightly nibbled, stimulating the areola, Jaemin’s breath hitched and his moans grew louder, as if in pain. The skin, still unaccustomed to the contact, quickly became sensitive, sending a dizzying pleasure up his spine.

After their first experience, both of them spent each day in a state of restless anticipation. The physical pleasure they had tasted for the first time was so intense that it replayed in their dreams, and whenever they had such dreams, they wanted to hide somewhere and forget about studying when they saw each other at the academy the next day. They were desperate to relive their dreams in reality, without the constraints of time.

They wanted to have their “second time” as soon as possible, but reality wasn’t as accommodating. Seungpyo’s brother, after returning from camping, had stayed home, glued to his phone while looking for a part-time job, and Jaemin’s parents were more attentive to their son’s curfew and studies during the break, scrutinizing his life more frequently and meticulously than usual.

Naturally, their secret messenger became increasingly busy. They talked endlessly about what they would do during their first summer break together, where they would go if they could, what they wanted to see and eat together. It was Oh Seungpyo who first brought up the topic of the ocean.

Summer is all about the ocean. I like the East Sea best.

Really? Why? The South Sea is beautiful too.

The water is deep, good for swimming lol

The South Sea is too far anyway, it’s hard to go now.

It would be nice to take a bus to Sokcho or Gangneung, eat something delicious, and see the ocean.

It’s been ages since I’ve been to the beach in summer.

Let’s definitely go during the break.

They also scrutinized the position chart they had seen together at Seungpyo’s house and eagerly discussed new ways to experience pleasure they wanted to try next time. Seungpyo, who had wanted to try having Jaemin on all fours, quickly changed his mind and wanted to try something else.

I want to try that. Sucking it with my mouth.

You want me to suck you off?

That too, and I want to suck yours.

“Ah, no way! Oh Seungpyo, no!”

When Seungpyo unzipped his pants and tried to bury his face in Jaemin’s groin, Jaemin pushed him away this time in earnest. He pushed against Seungpyo’s face with his hands, crumpling his handsome cheeks. Seungpyo shook off his resisting hands and looked up at Jaemin with a puzzled expression.

“What’s wrong? You saw it too back then. They say it feels really good when you suck it with your mouth.”

Today was the day they had their second chance. Like last time, they only had a short time before Jaemin had to go home, but even a little time was precious to them.

“I’m sweaty right now. Let’s do it after I shower.”

“It doesn’t matter. I like it when you smell strong.”

He meant he liked Jaemin’s natural scent, but Jaemin seemed to interpret it differently and blushed even more. He looked truly mortified, now even crossing his legs, trying to avoid Seungpyo’s aggressive advances.

However, contrary to Jaemin’s embarrassed rationality, his penis was hardening. So, without much effort, Seungpyo slowly stuck out his tongue and lightly licked the tip of Jaemin’s glans.

“Ah…!”

He had only touched it with his hands, never with his mouth. The effort-to-reward ratio was incredible. Seungpyo held onto Jaemin’s penis, which flinched at the slightest touch of his tongue.

After licking the glans a few times, he nibbled on the hardened shaft with his green-stained lips. Looking down at the red penis being swallowed between the dark-stained lips, Jaemin let out a sincere groan.

“You really look like a monster…”

Then, instead of stopping him, he breathed heavily.

Just touching it with his hands made his body tingle and drove him crazy, but with the touch of tongue and lips, it felt like his lower body was melting. Jaemin’s legs gave way, and he leaned back against the dining table, supporting himself.

It had only been a moment ago that he was complaining about the stifling summer heat, but the pleasure warming his body wasn’t unpleasant at all. * peck* * smack* * slurp* Wet, sloppy sounds, different from kissing, reached his ears.

“Ha, ah, haa.”

His fingertips, gripping the table, trembled. His hips and waist bucked involuntarily, and his thighs kept tensing. He didn’t want to cum too quickly, but the pleasure rising from deep within his body screamed to be released.

I’m going to cum. Just as Jaemin thought so and clenched his teeth, Seungpyo, who had been diligently sucking, pulled away and sat up.

“This won’t do.”

Seungpyo said, throwing off his clothes. His face, flushed from his clumsy fellatio, was as red as Jaemin’s. His lower body was already noticeably erect.

“I just want to do it quickly.”

Jaemin also hurriedly took off his already half-open clothes. They threw their clothes aside and quickly moved to the bathroom.

They squeezed into the shower booth together, as they had done once before, and kissed under the pouring water. Seungpyo’s long fingers slipped between Jaemin’s smooth, wet buttocks. He stroked the entrance, gradually pushing his fingers inside, reawakening the sensation they had tasted only once.

“Haa…”

Did Jaemin’s body have as good a memory as his mind? His fingers hadn’t even reached inside yet. Just teasing the entrance was enough to make Jaemin’s gaze hazy, as if he had fully recalled the previous pleasure, staring blankly into space. Seungpyo took Jaemin’s hand and guided it.

“Touch mine too.”

“Mmm…”

Moaning softly at the gentle pleasure, Jaemin also caressed Seungpyo’s erection against his stomach. The log-like penis, filling his hand, was hotter than the rest of his body.

“Haa.”

“Heup, uhm.”

Despite trying to muffle their voices, their moans echoed against the tiles. Their worry about being heard by other households didn’t last long.

The more they touched each other, the more impatient they became. The foreplay of the eager boys couldn’t be prolonged. Just as they had left their oral sex unfinished earlier, they couldn’t continue caressing each other leisurely. Like they had done at Jaemin’s house, they hurriedly moved, their bodies wet, and tumbled onto the bed.

Seungpyo opened the drawer, but there was no time to light the scented candle this time either. He rummaged for the lube and condoms, then liberally coated the space between Jaemin’s buttocks. He pushed his fingers deep inside the wet hole, which had only been teased in the shower. His fingers slid smoothly in and out of the slick opening. Seungpyo frowned.

“Relax. How am I supposed to put it in if you clench like this around my fingers?”

“Ah, haa, ah, I thought, uhh, it would be, fine…”

It was better than the first time, but their second time was still clumsy. Their minds were eager, but their bodies wouldn’t easily cooperate. Frustrated sighs filled the room.

Seungpyo bent his head and kissed Jaemin. He had said during their first time that kissing helped with the fear during penetration, would it be the same this time?

“Heut, uhng.”

Jaemin’s breath grew even shorter as their soft tongues intertwined. This is driving me crazy. Seungpyo gritted his teeth inwardly. They hadn’t even started penetration yet, but Jaemin’s body writhing at every kiss and touch was making Seungpyo’s lower half increasingly hot and hard. The desire made his lower body tingle and itch, and his lower abdomen ached, stiff and throbbing.

Unable to hold back, Seungpyo rubbed his agitated penis against the tight opening around his fingers. The inside of the hole seemed to twitch along with his movements.

“Ah, Oh Seungpyo.”

“Hmm?”

“Can’t you just, huh, put it in?”

Jaemin’s voice trembled as he asked. Seungpyo swallowed and replied.

“We have to at least do as much as last time.”

Last time, after he had prepared the opening with his fingers for a while, it had become much softer by the time he penetrated. He didn’t know how Ryu Jaemin felt, but Seungpyo, who was directly touching him, could feel that Jaemin wasn’t as relaxed as last time.

“It’s better to just get it over with quickly…”

“Get what over with? I’m not trying to hit you.”

“I don’t know. I’m… impatient.”

Jaemin sighed heavily. His penis, also standing erect towards his navel, was leaking clear fluid.

Seungpyo understood Jaemin’s words, since he was feeling just as impatient. Perhaps because it was their long-awaited second time? The articles he had read before their first time had emphasized taking it slow and relaxing each other’s bodies and minds before penetration, but today, somehow, taking it slow was harder than the first time.

Seungpyo bit the end of the condom wrapper and tore it open. He sheathed his fully erect penis with the slippery rubber and pushed up Jaemin’s legs.

“Ah…”

As the hard penis pressed against the reddened entrance and slid in, Jaemin involuntarily closed his legs. Seungpyo tightened his arms and spread Jaemin’s legs wide.

The squelching sound of wet flesh meeting flesh and their mingled moans made even them dizzy. Seungpyo, after gliding over the opening a few times, forgot to announce his penetration and pushed his thick glans deep into the softened hole.

“Ouch!”

Even though he had asked to be penetrated, he couldn’t help but be surprised by the sudden intrusion. The tense opening tightened, clenching the thick intruder that had just entered.

“Sorry.”

Seungpyo muttered breathlessly. The desire he had been desperately suppressing was on the verge of overflowing, and even as he apologized, his hips moved. Jaemin gritted his teeth as the tightly constricted inside stretched to accommodate the thick shaft. But he couldn’t stop his waist and legs from trembling.

“Heu, ah, ah…!”

“Keuk.”

Groaning lowly, Seungpyo finally took a breath after managing to push in halfway.

He could feel the inside clenching around his penis. It felt like it was asking him to push deeper and move, or perhaps to wait a little longer as it wasn’t fully open yet. Seungpyo leaned his face close to Jaemin’s ear.

“How is it?”

“Ah, euk, it hurts.”

“Really? I’ll pull out.”

“No. If you pull out and put it back in from the beginning, huu, it’ll hurt again.”

Jaemin shook his head vigorously, holding Seungpyo in place. Like the top student he was, he seemed determined to endure the slight pain that came with their clumsy sex with sheer willpower.

He hadn’t even shown any sign of pain at first. He regretted rushing, but Jaemin’s words about not wanting to undo their efforts so far made sense. Seungpyo stopped moving his hips, hugged the groaning Jaemin, and kissed him wherever he could reach.

The saying “time heals all wounds” applies everywhere. Seungpyo didn’t miss the subtle shift in Jaemin’s voice, from pained groans to something laced with heat.

“Heup, ung…!”

As their lips met deeply and he thrust his hips powerfully, the rest of his shaft was sucked in, reaching deep inside.

Seungpyo thrusted his hips, trying to rub his sensitive lower abdomen against Jaemin. His efforts seemed to be working as Jaemin’s body began to twitch uncontrollably, his voice rising.

“You’re not, haa, in pain anymore, right?”

“Heut, ung, I’m okay…!”

Jaemin nodded frantically. Before he could even finish his reply, Seungpyo focused on thrusting. The sound of their pelvises and buttocks slapping together was so loud that anyone hearing it from outside might suspect a violent scene was unfolding.

“Haa, ah, ah, ahhh!”

Every time Seungpyo thrust his hips deep inside him, Jaemin screamed, his whole body shaking. The scorching heat that washed over him like wildfire flushed his white skin red, and his parted lips were wet from their earlier kisses. His face, contorted into a grimace from the sensations coursing through his body, was an expression he never showed except during sex.

“Keu, heut.”

Seungpyo’s breathing grew rapidly ragged. Just watching Jaemin was enough to make him feel like he was about to explode, and now that their bodies were truly joined as one, the pleasure spreading through him surged, making him feel like he was burning up.

I don’t want to cum before Ryu Jaemin. Seungpyo grabbed Jaemin’s penis, which was standing erect and twitching towards his navel. As he stroked it hard with his hand and thrust his hips, Jaemin moaned as if crying, soon soaking Seungpyo’s hand as he came. Only then did Seungpyo release his own heat.

“Huu.”

Shuddering, Seungpyo slowly withdrew his hips after releasing every last drop. As he pulled out his still-hard penis, the red, wet hole twitched, reluctant to close.

Seungpyo had heard the old joke comparing the anus to a mouth. Seeing it now, he realized the saying wasn’t wrong, and he giggled.

“It looks just like a fish’s mouth.”

As he gently rubbed it with his finger, the hole flinched and closed tightly a beat later. Jaemin was sprawled on the bed, breathing heavily, seemingly too exhausted to reply.

Seungpyo lay on top of him. Unlike Seungpyo, who had come with a condom on, Jaemin’s semen had splattered, wetting his stomach.

Seungpyo seemed to like the slick, wet feeling, rubbing his stomach against Jaemin and grumbling at him for not responding to his joke.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? We just finished…”

As they rubbed their wet abdomens together, Seungpyo’s penis, which hadn’t subsided even after coming, quickly hardened again. Seungpyo whispered, their faces close.

“Let’s do it on all fours this time. I’ve wanted to try it since last time.”

“Right now…?”

“I can.”

Jaemin considered it for a moment, then nodded.

They didn’t have much time. Since the academy class had ended in the early evening, even though it was a day when Jaemin’s parents would be home late, they couldn’t stay together for very long. If they dawdled and missed their chance, they might have to wait indefinitely for the next opportunity.

As soon as Jaemin agreed, Seungpyo quickly sat up. Having gained a lot of superficial knowledge from diligently preparing for their first time, he placed a pillow vertically and had Jaemin lie on it, face down. While following his instructions, Jaemin looked back, puzzled.

“Why the pillow?”

“They say it lifts your waist naturally, making it more comfortable to be on all fours.”

Jaemin nodded and looked straight ahead. Oh Seungpyo, tall and broad-shouldered, had a pillow that matched his size—large enough to comfortably support almost all of Jaemin’s upper body.

Jaemin rested his chin on his folded arms and swallowed. Although only his position had changed, not what they were doing, the moment Oh Seungpyo was out of sight, Jaemin suddenly felt nervous.

“Ah….”

The tension gradually eased as Seungpyo fully draped himself over Jaemin’s back, just like before. The warmth against his back and Seungpyo’s breath on his ear seemed to tell him there was nothing to fear, even if that wasn’t Oh Seungpyo’s intention.

Seungpyo’s low chuckle tickled Jaemin’s ear again. Being unable to see him only heightened Jaemin’s sensitivity to his movements. Unlike before, when he hadn’t responded to Seungpyo’s teasing, Jaemin immediately asked,

“Why are you laughing?”

“Your ass looks fucking amazing from back here.”

Caught off guard by the unexpected answer, Jaemin responded with a light chuckle. Seungpyo, seemingly relieved by the laughter, nuzzled against him affectionately.

“There’s nothing about you that isn’t pretty.”

“Why the sudden flattery after you just flipped me over? Do you want compliments too?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright. You’re pretty too.”

Even after returning the compliment so readily, Jaemin added, a little awkwardly,

“You’re as pretty as a scruffy, matted dog that’s always running around outside.”

“You’re as pretty as a Monami ballpoint pen—tall and lanky, with black hair and white skin.”

“That’s a lazy comparison. What do ballpoint pens have to do with anything?”

Their playful banter was short-lived. As Jaemin’s tension dissolved with laughter, Seungpyo, as if waiting for the moment, kissed the nape of his long neck.

The mere brush of Seungpyo’s lips against his skin sent shivers down Jaemin’s spine. He barely managed to stifle a moan as Seungpyo’s hand slid down to his chest, tracing his small nipple. Seungpyo’s cock, freshly lubricated with gel, began to rub against his still-open entrance, just like before.

“Ah, ah….”

With the pleasure of being touched spreading through his body, the small, slow moans gradually warmed, like steam. It felt as if his entrance and Seungpyo’s cock were even more tightly connected than when he was lying with his legs spread.

A sharp, sweet pleasure, different from the thrusting, shot through Jaemin’s body every time the bulging crown of Seungpyo’s cock grazed the folds of his entrance. Jaemin’s hips twitched.

“Ah, haa.”

“You’re already enjoying it, even though I haven’t even put it in yet?”

Seungpyo’s teasing laughter was just as heated.

“I’m putting it in.”

This time, Seungpyo intended to give Jaemin a warning, but it was pointless. Even though it was only their second time, his impatience hadn’t changed. As soon as he spoke, Seungpyo thrust his cock deep inside.

Having just finished, Jaemin’s entrance was closed but still soft. It yielded effortlessly to the force of Seungpyo’s hips, swallowing the hard, erect length.

“Haa…!”

Unlike the first time, almost half of Seungpyo’s cock entered with a single thrust. Jaemin trembled, unable to close his open mouth. It felt as if stars were exploding before his eyes.

“It definitely goes in easier than the first time.”

Seungpyo grunted in admiration and thrust again, pushing his thick cock deeper. Jaemin clutched the pillowcase beneath him, letting out a low moan.

With the easy insertion, the thrusting quickly gained speed. Unlike the first time, when they had started slowly and gradually increased the pace, Seungpyo, seemingly amused by the way his hips slapped against the ass he had just praised, began thrusting powerfully from the moment of entry. Jaemin’s initially low moans quickly escalated.

“Aaah! Ah! Uh, uh!”

Heated cries and panting gasps mingled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

“Since we already, uh, came once, it’s, ugh, easier to hold back, I think.”

“Uh, ah…! Huh, uh, uh, ah!”

Their situations were completely opposite. Unlike Seungpyo, who found it easier to hold back after having come once, Jaemin couldn’t even respond properly as the thrusting sent jolts of pleasure up his spine.

Just as he had experienced the first time, the thrusting immediately after climax felt even more intense, churning his insides and making his mind go hazy. Moreover, perhaps due to the change in position, it wasn’t just his imagination…

“Huk, wait, ah, too deep, right now….”

“Yeah, it really does, uh, feel like it’s going in deeper.”

“Haa, ah! Ah!”

Even as Jaemin barely managed to speak, shaking his head, Seungpyo simply replied casually, thrusting hard into him. He had reason to be nonchalant. The position chart they had read together clearly stated that rear entry, with the receiving partner prone, allowed for deep penetration and intense pleasure.

A chilling sensation spread through Jaemin’s lower abdomen as the blunt head of Seungpyo’s cock pounded deep inside, reaching a place that had never been touched before. Noticing Jaemin’s increased trembling, Seungpyo leaned down and whispered,

“Huu, it gets tighter the deeper I go.”

“Stop pushing, haa, tha-, ah!”

“Before, it felt like it was kind of, uh, blocked here….”

Seungpyo’s thick cock slid deep inside, reaching a point it hadn’t stimulated before. The unfamiliar flesh convulsed and tightened as if screaming.

Jaemin’s entire body stiffened as if pierced through when the thick cock thrust deep inside and lodged itself firmly. His hips and waist trembled uncontrollably as the bulging head and veins scraped against his inner walls and withdrew. Seungpyo’s eyes glazed over as he looked down at Jaemin.

“Damn, you look so fucking hot from behind….”

Seungpyo muttered, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Thwack, thwack, thwack. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in Jaemin’s ears. Unconsciously, he rubbed his groin against the pillow beneath him.

From behind, Seungpyo’s cock relentlessly pounded into Jaemin, while a familiar pressure throbbed in his lower abdomen.

“Huu, h, uh.”

His legs trembled, and a nasal tone crept into the moans escaping his lips. Seungpyo, who had initially thought Jaemin’s body was shaking because of the force of his thrusts, finally noticed Jaemin’s movements.

He chuckled lowly and collapsed his weight onto Jaemin, nibbling on his earlobe.

“Ryu Jaemin, huh, are you, haa, masturbating right now?”

“Ah, no, no.”

“You’re rubbing your dick against my pillow right now. Ugh, I saw you do something similar before. You, huu, posted a video of it.”

“No, no.”

“You’re so cute, like Benny.”

Benny? Even in his hazy state, being compared to someone else in bed was unpleasant. And a foreign name, at that. Jaemin frowned, feeling irritated.

“Fucking, huh, who, is that.”

“My aunt’s dog. He always humps the pillow like that.”

“Ah, haa, what kind of, bullshit is that. Haa!”

He couldn’t maintain his sharp tone for long. Jaemin moaned mindlessly again, his body shaking with each thrust. The thrusting, which had slowed momentarily during their banter, had become fierce again.

“Ryu Jaemin, ha, bark for me.”

“Aaah! Aaah! Ah, ah!”

“Like a puppy. Huh? It’s cute.”

Oh Seungpyo’s heated voice sounded utterly sincere. Seriously asking him to bark like a dog, what a crazy bastard.

Moans kept escaping Jaemin’s lips, and he could only complain inwardly. But his second climax was approaching like a burning sensation. His throbbing lower abdomen, his sweetly melting insides, his mind emptying—all of it made it impossible for him to hold onto any resentment. Only Seungpyo’s whispered voice in his ear sounded pleasant and alluring.

The third time Seungpyo urged him to bark, Jaemin tearfully opened his mouth reflexively.

“Woof woof….”

📚

Whirr, whirr. The sound of the washing machine churning the stripped pillowcase and the sweat-and-fluid-soaked sheets faintly reached the living room.

Jaemin, wearing only a t-shirt, sat on the sofa and accepted the glass of water Seungpyo offered. The cold water flowed down his parched throat.

“This has completely melted.”

Seungpyo showed him the Jjujuba bar he’d left on the dining table and forgotten about. It looked like a container of watercolor paint mixed with water. It had been delicious when it was a sweet, icy treat, but now that it had melted into a watery mess, it didn’t look appetizing at all. Jaemin’s appetite waned.

“Throw it away.”

Jaemin replied curtly. Seungpyo grinned and sat next to him. Just like their first visit, they huddled together in a corner of the spacious sofa.

“Are you still shy?”

“I’m not shy.”

“You were cute, you know.”

Jaemin, who had obediently barked on command, was now acting sullen.

Right after climaxing, still lost in the afterglow, he had done everything he was supposed to: hugged Seungpyo, kissed him deeply several times, and even removed the wet condom himself. But after putting the semen-soaked pillowcase and sheets into the washing machine and showering, his usual rationality seemed to have returned, and he was now frowning.

To Seungpyo, even his sulky expression was adorable. Jaemin nudged Seungpyo’s side with his elbow.

“You pervert. Why would you ask someone to do that?”

“I wouldn’t have asked if you weren’t humping the pillow.”

“That’s not humping.”

Jaemin finally chuckled and put Seungpyo in a headlock. They ended up tumbling on the sofa again, lying side by side and staring blankly at the ceiling. Seungpyo spoke first.

“I was originally planning to go to the study cafe after this.”

“I don’t want to go….”

Jaemin said in a listless voice. He rarely slacked off on his scheduled studies, but today was an exception. Seungpyo nodded in agreement.

“Let’s just relax today. We studied hard at the academy all week.”

“We can work hard starting tomorrow, right?”

“School starts tomorrow anyway. We’ll be forced to study whether we want to or not.”

“Supplementary classes are such a drag.”

“But it’s good that we can see each other at school, right?”

“Yeah.”

Jaemin smiled without denying it. Seungpyo beamed at the fact that Jaemin had simply agreed with a “yeah.”

Being top of their class wouldn’t suddenly drop them to tenth place just because they took a day off after a week of intense studying during the break. They praised their own diligence and justified their one day of laziness. More than anything, Seungpyo’s energy today was focused on something other than studying.

“Which was better, today or last time?”

“You first.”

“No deflecting. I asked first.”

Hmm, Jaemin seemed to consider seriously before shrugging.

“I don’t know. The first time was exciting because it was the first time, and today was a bit rushed because it was the second time….”

Hmm, Seungpyo hummed thoughtfully. Judging by his lack of further comment, he seemed to have similar feelings.

Their first time wasn’t a typical first time. Having had their first experience after a fight, they were bound to be tense, and as a result, they were nervous the entire time.

Today’s second time, which occurred before the memory of the first had faded, was tense in a different way because of the previous experience. The desire to do better, to try more things, had made them more clumsy and impatient than the first time, leaving them with a slight sense of regret.

We have to do better next time. Seungpyo made that resolution as he ruffled Jaemin’s recently-washed hair. Each strand felt damp and smooth. Seungpyo murmured,

“Do you think sex will become less enjoyable than it is now once we get used to it?”

“You’re already worried about that? I wish we were even used to it yet.”

“It’s so hot. The thought of your hole getting used to taking my cock.”

“Get off.”

When Seungpyo chuckled, rubbing between Jaemin’s buttocks, Jaemin laughed and grabbed his hand. Seungpyo, his hand still held captive, asked,

“You still have tutoring all weekend, right? Can we go out somewhere?”

“I can probably skip one day.”

“It might be hard to go far, but we can take the subway to places like Gapyeong or Chuncheon.”

“I haven’t been that far by subway.”

“It’s pretty fun. You can people-watch.”

They wanted to keep lying around, chatting idly, but time was passing by frustratingly fast. A brief exchange of glances, a brush of lips, and 10, 20 minutes would fly by in the blink of an eye. They wanted to keep kissing if they couldn’t keep having sex, but after having sex, they were hungry and couldn’t just keep kissing. They got up from the sofa and ordered pizza.

When will we ever achieve our ambition of staying in bed for twelve hours straight? In the end, they had to part ways again today, filled with regret. As before, Seungpyo rode in the same car as Jaemin, dropping him off near his house before trudging back alone.

Opening the front door, Jaemin paused to listen to the sounds coming from inside the house. He had returned a little early, despite his reluctance, hoping to arrive before his parents.

Fortunately, only the housekeeper was waiting for him.

“I’m home. Mom and Dad aren’t back yet, are they?”

“No, not yet. I think they’ll be back soon. I got a text a little while ago.”

“Okay.”

Leaving the housekeeper behind, Jaemin hurried to change his clothes. Even though he had showered at Seungpyo’s house, he still sniffed himself self-consciously.

Sitting at his desk and opening his textbooks, he sent a message to Seungpyo before starting his studies.

Are you home?

Almost there

I’m going to study now since I couldn’t go to the study cafe today

Now??? I thought we were taking a day off

Changed my mind

Oh, I want to study too then

Copycat

Wait a bit and do it with me when I get home. Let’s start together

Jaemin chuckled softly, amused that Seungpyo’s competitive spirit towards him hadn’t completely disappeared even though they were now dating.

Benny, my ass. Oh Seungpyo needs to know who the real whimpering puppy is, who the cute one really is.

“Welcome back.”

The housekeeper’s voice came from outside. Jaemin quickly put his phone away on his desk and stood up. As he walked towards the entrance, his parents were just taking off their shoes.

“Welcome back.”

“Yes, have you eaten dinner?”

“Yes.”

His father’s expression was especially bright, perhaps because he had enjoyed his gathering. Whatever the reason, Jaemin knew that his parents being in a good mood was never a bad thing for him. He smiled and nodded.

“I’m going to go back to my homework.”

“Wait a minute. Come here. I want to talk to you.”

His father gestured for him to come closer. Seeing him settle onto the sofa as if preparing for a long conversation, Jaemin awkwardly approached him.

“What is it?”

“You know my friend, the former judge, right? His son is your age.”

“Ah, yes.”

The slight flicker of curiosity in Jaemin’s expression quickly faded.

His father, who was now a lecturer at a university, had once been a judge, and therefore had many acquaintances in the legal field. The former judge was his father’s friend.

The former judge’s son, Jaemin’s age, was supposedly just as good a student as Jaemin. The whole family knew that the two men engaged in subtle bragging about their sons whenever they met, and Jaemin naturally found the topic of the other boy tiresome.

The only positive sign was that, judging by his father’s expression, he seemed to have won today’s childish bragging match with his friend.

“So why are you bringing him up…?”

“There’s this incredibly famous tutor for college entrance exams, and he’s just opened his own academy. So, he has a lot of excellent students enrolled this summer, including that boy. It’s not a place just anyone can get into. I’m behind on the news because I’m not familiar with private education like academies and tutoring.”

Sensing that his father was about to suggest he switch academies, Jaemin felt a flicker of displeasure. He liked attending the same academy as Seungpyo.

But Oh Seungpyo was also a top student, so maybe they could transfer together. As long as the fees weren’t ridiculously expensive.

Even if they couldn’t attend the same academy anymore, supplementary classes started tomorrow… They could see each other at school then, so it wasn’t worth getting too pessimistic.

“So I think it would be good for you to take classes there during the summer break.”

“Okay.”

Just as Jaemin was about to obediently nod, his father continued.

“It’s a summer school with a dormitory, like the ones that are popular these days. You know I’m not usually a fan of sending kids away to study, but if the former judge is sending his son there, it must be a trustworthy place.”

“…What? A dormitory?”

“You’re in your second year of high school now, so think of it as practice for becoming independent.”

“I don’t want to.”

The words tumbled out before he could even process his thoughts. His father seemed taken aback by the blunt refusal and fell silent.

Jaemin was just as surprised. It had been a long time since he had spoken so defiantly. Startled by his own words, Jaemin, despite his bold rebellion, instinctively avoided his father’s gaze.

“You don’t want to?”

His father asked. He shouldn’t have averted his gaze. Regretting his action, Jaemin looked back at his father, who then asked,

“Why?”

“I’ve… already made plans for the summer break. I’m also taking supplementary classes at school.”

“You can just cancel those. Are you saying you’re going to give up this opportunity for some ordinary school supplementary classes that anyone can take?”

Just as their conversation started to escalate into an argument, Jaemin’s mother, who had returned after seeing the housekeeper out, intervened.