INM 8 Part 3

“Luke, that could be hard on your body.”

“Mmm, more than anything, I love that you care about my body first and foremost.”

As I said that, I put the lube on my left hand and then checked my bottom.

“Well, to be honest, I wasn’t that interested in it myself. But if I’m going to be with you, I want to try different things, you know? That’s why I prepared myself to a certain extent.”

“Let me do it. I’ll do it.” 

Saying that, the man tried to pin me down again, but I rudely pushed him back with my foot.

“No way. You seem to be stubborn. Just lie there quietly and watch.” 

As if pondering my words, Brian relaxed his upper body and patted my thigh with his left hand. I felt my cheeks relax at the touch, which was only a hint of concern. It’s a depressing task, even with Brian looking at me that way. But seeing my childhood friend, who was just stunned and worried about me in front of my lasciviousness, which was supposed to be a service shot, filled me with a universal feeling of being able to do anything. I would do anything to make this guy happy. 

“Love really is a wonderful thing.”

My mutterings seemed to fade before they reached Brian as he sat up, trying to catch what I had said. I stroked his smooth forehead with my fingertip and grinned mischievously. 

“I told you not to look so worried all the time. Let’s enjoy ourselves.”

With that I lowered my hips. A fleeting look of discomfort crossed Brian’s brow for a moment and then his expression vanished. His dim, blue-gray eyes were drawn to the spot where our bodies joined. The fingers gripping my thighs tightened. It felt good. A clean-cut man who seemed so detached from lust was now unable to hide his desire for me. 

Brian noticed my gaze, but was still unable to tear it away, his face contorted. 

“Where did you learn this?”

“That’s my line. I’m amazed that you’ve already put on a condom without me noticing. Where on earth did you learn to do that?” 

Fueled by my own words, which were meant to be a bit of a tease, I finally let my hips sink to the end. It was so painful that a gnawing regret came over me, and then there was a dull pain that seemed to echo through my body. Brian, who had just lifted his upper body, gently wrapped his long arms around me as I repeated shallow breaths at the sensation of being penetrated. He kisses me tenderly, leaving me at his mercy. My body finally relaxes. 

Even though I had prepared for this to some extent during the preparation phase, I must admit that it was not a comfortable feeling. However, my heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment for having challenged and achieved something unknown. Incredibly, I had never even kissed this childhood friend until recently. 

So, little by little, the distance between Brian and me as lovers would probably shrink. Sharing our plans for the day in the dining room, where the enchanting aroma of Brian’s breakfast and my coffee filled the air…

Not so different from now, I thought, when suddenly my upper arm was gripped with crushing force. I looked up in surprise to see my childhood friend staring at me with dark, burning eyes, the exact opposite of the refreshing image I had just imagined. 

“Not enough…”

Of course it is.

Looking back at our current situation, I involuntarily muttered to myself. I felt like I had already done everything, but in reality, the serious bear was just quietly waiting for my permission. 

Permission to devour me.

I ran my hand around the man’s acromion in vain, trying to control my turmoil. My efforts over the past few years to take charge of my life had been innovative for me, but taking charge of my own life and then voluntarily relinquishing control of it to another person was more difficult than I had imagined. 

Unable to completely hide my hesitation, I ruffled the man’s stiff black hair with my right hand. The warmth of our bodies directly touching felt incredibly pleasant, but to be honest, the discomfort of the hot foreign object dulled my sensitivity to pleasure. However, it made me feel calmer. Seeing Brian’s expression, which I had never seen before, as he desired me, I desperately forced my lips, which were about to curl into a smile, into a flat line and nodded. What every interior designer needs in the end is courage.

“I-I guess it can’t be helped. Come on then.”

As if to interrupt my words, Brian bit my lip and, unusually for him, pinned me to the bed with a somewhat rough motion. While I was still processing the soft slap on my back, Brian grabbed my hips, which were anything but fleshy, and immediately began to move. I felt a jolt for a moment and my eyes widened slightly as I quickly realized that it was not as painful as I had expected. 

I immediately realized the reason and grinned.

Prompted by a mischievous impulse, I wrapped my legs around the man’s back and applied a little more force. In my estimation, this guy should like this kind of thing. As expected, even more power flowed into Brian’s hands and deep wrinkles creased his forehead. Realizing that my prank had succeeded, I widened my smile. 

Just as I was about to extend my arms and run my fingers along Brian’s neck, he noticed my intention and his eyes widened.

“Luke!” 

Brian’s voice and expression made me burst out laughing. The rhythm that had been nothing but an unpleasant sensation moments before quickly turned into pleasure. My body trembled with sensual delight. The licking of my lips in a blissful manner was completely unconscious.

“Ah, I think I’ve recognized my own little quirk. It’s a real pleasure to see you when you’re out of control, Brian.” Even I thought it was a terrible thing to say, but I tickled the man’s chin with my fingertip. “Show me more of your face. Even when you’re angry, you’re attractive.” 

My childhood friend, who had always granted my wishes, completely abandoned his reason along with my words. Dark, bestial eyes, devoid of any rationality, locked onto me, and an irresistible, intense sensuality shot through the core of my body. I felt the corners of my mouth rise involuntarily and my cheeks flush. The man’s movements, now unrestrained, intensified. And a pleasant feeling gradually spread through me.

Finally I knew that Brian had reached his climax inside me. This realization filled me with deep satisfaction and joy. The world, illuminated by the faint light of the table lamp, appeared vibrant to my eyes. I was in a world where everything, including myself, was in perfect harmony… A clean space, a perfectly organized room, Brian breathing heavily in my arms. At that moment, I was in a dream I had been longing for, a dream I had given up on for more than a decade, but could never really give up on. When I realized that I had truly, without any pretense, received everything I had ever wanted, I nearly teared up. 

Brian lifted his face from my shoulder.

I thought he was going to make some kind of complaint, but he didn’t. He just looked down at me with a somehow refreshed expression. Feeling truly relieved that there was real tenderness in the way he looked at me, I playfully nudged Brian’s chest with my fist to hide my embarrassment.

“You’re the type who doesn’t get tired even after you come, huh? I just realized that after knowing you for over twenty years.”

At my lighthearted remark, Brian narrowed his eyes and deepened his smile slightly. He wrapped his hand around my fist that had hit his chest, as if to encase it, and then kissed my wrist.

Then he ran his tongue along it and glanced sideways at me. The look was far too suggestive for post-coital play, and a sudden, unpleasant premonition ran down my spine.

Noticing my startled look, Brian gently brushed my fringe back from my forehead and then planted a kiss on my forehead. I instinctively relaxed at the soft touch of his lips, but in the next instant a sensation shot through my still loosely erect core and my body jerked before I could comprehend what he had done. 

“No way…” Seeing my eyes darting around in irritation and confusion, Brian whispered in a low, almost singing voice.

“Ah, that’s good… that face. Seeing you with that panicked look… it sends shivers down my spine.”

Stunned by the unbelievable words of my childhood friend… the same childhood friend I had always thought was the epitome of kindness, I stared blankly into his blue-gray eyes. Brian gently placed a curved forefinger on my slightly parted lips. Then, as if observing something closely… no, as if a malevolent sorcerer were trying to manipulate his intended victim, he looked deep, deep into my eyes. My vision was filled with the man.

“That wasn’t good enough, was it? Poor you.”

I wanted to say, “Oh, please don’t worry.” but the lips where Brian’s finger had been were numb and stiff, and all I could manage were short, repeated breaths. Brian’s eyes, reflecting the light of the antique lamp, flickered and shone, and I couldn’t tear my gaze away.

Maybe I really was under a spell, a spell of enchantment. White invaded my vision, colored my mind. In this pure white world, Brian’s voice spoke directly to my brain like an incantation, “It’s okay. Just relax. Your body is as sweet and sensual as anything in this world, Luke…”

Following the baritone that gently caressed my ears, I felt an overwhelmingly pleasant sensation wash over me. Soft yet strong muscles encircled my entire body without a gap.

While still holding me, Brian continued to whisper sweet poison into my ear. And when he saw that my body was completely relaxed, he began to play with it, caressing it with his slightly dry, large hands. He stroked me with his warm palms, teased me with his long fingertips, lightly scratched the surface of my skin with his neatly trimmed nails, and pinched my sensitive spots.

The milky white vision began to turn red. That vivid red, like when you see light through capillaries. Before I knew it, muffled sounds were escaping my lips along with shallow breaths, and each time a devilish voice, laced with laughter, whispered in my ear, “That’s right, Luke. Good boy, Luke.”

The devil’s hand reached my core, and at that moment, my body, which had been completely relaxed, jerked violently. The spell was breaking… the fog in my vision, which had been vaguely numb and swaying, was about to clear. But at that very moment, Brian planted a biting kiss on my lips. My voice, which had nowhere to go, echoed emptily in the back of my throat, and the clearing vision immediately blurred again. I could feel my moans taking on a tone of protest. Lightly holding my relentlessly struggling body, the gentle devil, who must have heard my voice, continued to touch my core.

And noticing that I was beginning to get used to the frustrating stimulation, as if he had been waiting for this moment, he slowly entered me. An intense sensation of penetration pierced me. Yet my body, which had become flexible through repeated tension and relaxation, willingly welcomed the man and tried to devour the pleasure he offered.

The man moved slowly in and out of me as if testing my reaction. It was clearly a movement designed to make me feel good. Not for its own sake. My body shook and heat seeped into my escaping breaths. A high-pitched moan escaped between my clenched teeth, a mixture of frustration and pleasure.

“Ah, you look like you’re enjoying it, Luke. I’m enjoying it too.”