PSY CH 39

“Did you shave this?”

Caught off guard by the unexpected question, Jooyoung froze. He could understand the curiosity. Sure, it was unusual, but he had no idea why Dohyun was scowling like he was actually angry.

“Fuck, I asked—did you shave it?”

Dohyun asked again, his tone sharp and aggressive.

“What the hell, seriously… ha…”

Jooyoung had no clue what was going on in his head, but if he left it alone, Dohyun would probably jump to some weird conclusion. He hurried to clear it up.

“It’s naturally like that.”

“…It’s always been like that?”

“Yeah. It just doesn’t grow.”

Was it really that shocking to not have hair down there? Dohyun’s mouth fell open again, dumbfounded. Sure, some people found it interesting, but no one had ever gotten mad about it the way Dohyun just had. Even if he had shaved it, why would that be a reason to get pissed?

“Why doesn’t it grow, though?”

As he asked, Dohyun suddenly grabbed Jooyoung’s arm and lifted it. Without warning, he shoved his thumb into Jooyoung’s armpit, rubbing hard enough to make the skin sting.

“Fuck, there’s none here either.”

Dohyun’s gaze darted frantically across Jooyoung’s body. As his face inched closer, Jooyoung instinctively leaned back.

“…Stop looking.”

Dohyun’s reaction bypassed all expected choices and left him perplexed. He had only thought that Dohyun might refuse or get angry, but he hadn’t predicted this response at all.

That’s when it happened. An unfamiliar warmth touched the smooth skin above his cock. A faint heat bloomed where rough fingers had passed. Soon after, a hand moved downward and carefully grasped it.

“Uh…”

Jooyoung bit his lower lip slightly. Dohyun looked up at Jooyoung, who had let out a brief moan, then stroked his cock. Because his hand was so large, even the slightest movement created intense sensation from tip to base.

“Ah, hng.”

As his waist gave way, Jooyoung urgently steadied himself on Dohyun’s shoulder. When he opened his tightly shut eyes, his gaze immediately met Dohyun’s, who was staring at him intently. Jooyoung’s ears burned intensely when he saw his own face reflected in those dark pupils.

“S-stop.”

Even though he tapped Dohyun’s shoulder repeatedly, the younger man showed no intention of backing away. Instead, he wiped away the clear fluid gathered at the tip with his thumb, then massaged more firmly.

Though it was his first time touching another man’s cock, Dohyun wasn’t uncomfortable. Rather, he only had the amusing thought that perhaps private parts resembled their owners. And it was thrilling to see Jooyoung trembling helplessly at his touch.

“Ah, hm…”

Before long, his cock was fully erected. His lips kept parting, and moist breaths flowed through them. Finally, Jooyoung grabbed Dohyun’s hair with the same hand he’d been using to tap his shoulder.

“Ah, sh–”

Dohyun’s head tilted slightly toward the ceiling. He muttered a low curse and asked with his eyes what the hell Jooyoung was doing.

“I told you to… stop.”

Dohyun’s hair was long enough in the back to brush the nape of his neck—just enough to grab. When Jooyoung pulled, strands of hair poked out through his fingers.

“Why? I’m doing it exactly the way you taught me.”

“…”

“Oh, is it because I’m too good at it?”

He gave an infuriating grin. He’d caught on that Jooyoung was uncomfortable with the pleasure he was feeling.

And undeniably, it was true. With looks that could make any passerby turn their head, a tall frame, and a muscular body, if Dohyun were a stranger, Jooyoung wouldn’t have hesitated to sleep with him. Jooyoung had never been the type to attach much meaning to sex anyway.

But no matter how different Dohyun was from the boy in his memory, being involved with him like this just felt off. Separate from the physical pleasure, there was something unpleasant under the surface. That’s why he thought it might be better to just get this over with quickly. 

“No,” Jooyoung spoke coldly on purpose. “Because it looks like you’re about to come.”

At the same time, his gaze dropped downward. There, Dohyun’s erection was pressed up toward his abdomen. Slick and glistening disturbingly under the light, it was flushed a dark, reddish hue, as if it could climax at any moment. It twitched on its own, dripping precum steadily.

Already self-conscious about finishing faster than usual, Dohyun flinched at Jooyoung’s pointed remark.

“Before you teach me the next part…”

“…”

“I’m saying this because I think you’re about to come, Dohyun.”

Jooyoung’s slender hand gently cupped Dohyun’s left cheek. Dohyun roughly slapped his hand away.

“Fuck, then just get to the damn point already.”

He spoke with a fierce expression, as if chewing the words out. But he couldn’t hide the faint flush rising on his cheeks.

“Fine.”

Jooyoung shoved at Dohyun’s torso with force. When Dohyun didn’t budge easily, Jooyoung slapped his shoulders a couple of times and said.

“You said you wanted to get to the point.”

“Ha…”

Dohyun let out a hollow laugh, then obediently lay back. With his hands behind his head, he gave Jooyoung a crooked, challenging look, like he was curious to see what he’d do next.

Jooyoung climbed onto the bed on his knees. Seeing Dohyun’s body fill his vision stirred that same discomfort again, but he forced himself to look away. If it was something he had to do anyway, it was better to just get it over with. He never imagined he’d end up doing something like this with Dohyun, but…

Jooyoung climbed onto his abdomen and reached back to grab Dohyun’s erection directly. Dohyun’s thigh muscles twitched like they were alive.

“Wait, you’re going—”

Startled by Jooyoung lowering his hips without warning, Dohyun let go and sat up halfway.

“Oh, right.”

But Jooyoung suddenly got up and off the bed before anything else could happen. Dohyun, stuck in an awkward position, watched as Jooyoung crouched down on the floor.

Jooyoung rummaged through his pants and pulled a condom out of his pocket.

“Should I put this on?”

Jooyoung approached the bed and answered with a quiet “Mm” as he tore open the packaging.

“Why?”

Jooyoung, who had been about to put the condom on by holding the tip, froze for a moment.

“Don’t you use protection?”

“I do.”

Just as Jooyoung was about to ask why, Dohyun spoke first.

“But you’re not going to get pregnant.”

Jooyoung’s eyes widened in shock, as if he had heard something unbelievable. Dohyun completely sat up and snatched the condom from Jooyoung’s hand. He flipped it over in his hands and then let out a small chuckle. The slippery, lubricated condom was ridiculously small compared to his own size.

“Then, we can just do it raw, right?”

He threw the condom out of the bed and pulled Jooyoung toward him. His slim body fluttered like paper and was pulled along without any resistance.

“Ah…!”

As if collapsing, Jooyoung fell onto Dohyun, then quickly sat back up.

“I don’t want to. I won’t do it without a condom.”

“…”

“I said, I won’t do it!”

Dohyun, who had been holding him back with force, ultimately had no choice but to let Jooyoung go.

“You’re so fucking picky.”

He muttered irritably, then got up from the bed and went to the nightstand. When he opened the first drawer, half-empty boxes of condoms were inside. He grabbed one casually and, as he returned to the bed, immediately grabbed Jooyoung’s ankle. Even without applying much force, Jooyoung’s slender body was dragged along.

“Ugh…”

Dohyun spread his legs and pushed his body between them. When he pressed against the back of his knees, the tight crease between his buttocks was exposed.

“…Hah.”

For a moment, Dohyun felt a tightness in his chest, but he ignored it. He also pretended not to notice the pounding of his heart or the pressure that felt like his eyes might pop out.

He shook his cold hands in the air before putting his index and middle fingers in his mouth and sucking. The tightly pressed folds seemed like they wouldn’t easily allow an intrusion.

Dohyun then carefully lowered his hand. As his wet fingers touched, the hole flinched slightly. He gently rubbed the folds, as if testing, before slowly inserting his finger.

“Ah…!”

Jooyoung let out a sigh-like moan.

“…Hah.”

It was the same for Dohyun. His fingers, tightly squeezing the folds, involuntarily caused his eyes to scrunch. Though no water was supposed to come out, the inside was already damp and mushy. It was an unfamiliar sensation.

Jooyoung, who had always seemed so cold and distant that being around him made him anxious, was completely different on the inside—warm and wet. At first, it felt like he was being pushed away, but soon, Jooyoung squirmed, and his fingers were eagerly drawn in.

Suddenly, the thought that he was probing Jooyoung’s insides flashed through his mind, and his body reacted strongly. Soon, water began to flow in streams.

“Hoo…”

“Ugh.”

He slowly turned his wrist, pressing down on the soft flesh. As if cutting with scissors, he spread his fingers and savored the smooth, wet sensation of the innards.

Dohyun’s face was more serious than ever. He was breathing heavily, not even realizing it, like someone who had just been pulled from the water. His eyelids hadn’t blinked even once, and his entire body was trembling with excitement.

It was then. Jooyoung, holding his mouth with the back of his hand to suppress a moan, quietly grabbed Dohyun’s wrist.

“I’ve… loosen it up before coming here.”

His low voice was barely a whisper. 

“…You’ve loosen it up before coming?”

Dohyun belatedly read the meaning contained within it. His whole body stiffened like stone in an instant. Unaware of this, Jooyoung innocently nodded his head.

“Yeah…”

So, it meant there was no need to loosen up the bottom, but for some reason, Dohyun suddenly had a dazed look on his face. His glossy eyes were unsettling.

“By yourself?”

He didn’t understand what he was hearing. Of course, he was doing it by himself—who else would…?

For a moment, Jooyoung was taken aback by the puzzling question, but soon, he quietly let out a soft breath.

“…How?”

Dohyun’s palm pressed firmly against his perineum. The pressure, pushing down, was far from ordinary.