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“Yoon Ji-gu, you’re so…! It hurts—pull out a little!”

“Ah, hmph…!”

“Hey, you’re listening to me…!”

This was more of a good sign. If Yeo-woon really didn’t like it, he would pull Ji-gu’s hair or tell him outright that he didn’t like it. On the other hand, even as Yeo-woon told him to stop, his thighs stiffened and he trembled slightly.

It was so tight and hot inside him. Yoon Ji-gu looked down at his own d1ck sliding in and out of Yeo-woon’s ass and thought he was going to lose his mind from the heat. Ji-gu realized that no amount of research on the internet could teach him what he needed to know. All the hours he’d spent wondering how to make this right faded as his instincts took over. Yoon Ji-gu couldn’t help but feel a numbing sensation of pleasure, and he took the flesh of the nub into his mouth and sucked on it.

“Mmm, hmm….”

“…Ah, ah…!”

Yoon Ji-gu slammed into Yeo-woon like a beast inside of him, grabbing Yeo-woon’s head as he tried to avoid him and turning to kiss him. Each deep thrust sent a sound echoing through the room. The sensation made Yeo-woon twist his hips, tilting his head back. Each thrust of his d1ck into Yeo-woon’s defenseless h0le pushed the sheets up and out of shape.

Yoon Ji-gu wrapped his arms around Yeo-woon’s waist, lifting him up toward the head of the bed. Somehow, Yeo-woon ended up straddling Ji-gu’s lap, looking a bit lost, unsure of what to do next

“Ah, Ji-gu, huh….”

Yeo-woon’s thighs trembled. Seeing the dazed, heated look in Yeo-woon’s eyes, Yoon Ji-gu peppered soft kisses on his cheeks, fighting the urge to devour him completely. Holding Yeo-woon close, he whispered tenderly.

“Does it still just hurt?”

“…Not going to cum?”

“Only if you go first, hyung… ngh.”

“Fvck…!”

Yeo-woon muttered an expletive that sounded like a sigh. On the bed, Yeo-woon was not his usual self. Yoon Ji-gu loved the way he muttered the occasional curse word in pain or frustration. As Ji-gu pulled out, Yeo-woon’s inner walls clung to him tightly.

Eventually, when Yeo-woon, clinging awkwardly to Ji-gu’s shoulders, finally wrapped his arms around Ji-gu’s neck as if he had no other choice, Ji-gu felt his breath hitch.

“Ah, w-wait, ah…!”

The sound of slapping skin against skin echoed through the dark room. The movements of Yoon Ji-gu’s d1ck as he hugged Yeo-woon were unrelenting. Yoon Ji-gu hugged Yeo-woon tightly around his neck and thrust upward with intensity, lost in the heat of the moment. “Hyung, I like you… really like you…” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

Yeo-woon tried to move his hips to match Yoon Ji-gu’s movements, but he just buried his head in his shoulder, drowning in the overwhelming pleasure. Yeo-woon finally decided to admit it. Despite what he’d thought was premature ejaculation, Yoon Ji-gu had a talent for s3x, a talent he’d discovered, and it was not at all rewarding.

The rhythm was new, fast and shallow, then deep with every thrust, filling Yeo-woon with an unfamiliar pleasure that left him clinging to Ji-gu even tighter. At one point, with a quick, powerful thrust, Ji-gu hit the right spot, and Yeo-woon, unable to hold back, spurted his cum onto Yoon Ji-gu’s stomach. Yoon Ji-gu, who had stopped moving for a moment against the tightening inner walls on his d1ck, muttered quietly.

“Who’s fast now…?”

“You…!”

Yeo-woon finally calmed down and grabbed Yoon Ji-gu’s hair. He wanted to rip it off, but he couldn’t let his lover go bald when they hadn’t even been together long. Yoon Ji-gu’s shoulders shook as he plunged his penis shallowly into Yeo-woon’s rusted-out body.

“…Ahhhhh!”

Yeo-woon trembled as the huge d1ck was completely out, leaving a gaping hole. The gaping h0le winced several times as it tried to regain its shape. This was the first time he’d been pushed to the point of nearly losing his senses. Even as Yeo-woon lay there, catching his breath and still immersed in the lingering sensations, Ji-gu couldn’t help but kiss him all over, pressing his face into Yeo-woon’s shoulders and cheeks as if he couldn’t get enough of him.

“Uh, how was it? Was I good… or was it good for you?”

“It was… good.”

“How good?”

“Good enough.”

Ji-gu pouted, clearly displeased with Yeo-woon’s nonchalant answer, muttering, “Wasn’t it that good?”

“I said it was good.”

“But… I mean, it’s my first time with you, hyung…”

Seeing Yoon Ji-gu so earnestly concerned for him softened Yeo-woon’s heart. He should have recognized it when Ji-gu was touching him all over his body and kissing him, but Ji-gu seemed to have taken his mind off of it, caring not only about Yeo-woon’s pleasure but also about the aftermath.

“Not bad for a first time.”

Yeo-woon, holding back a pleased smile, shrugged casually, hiding how much he had enjoyed it that he was half out of his mind from the torrent of pleasure. When Yeowoom smirked at him, Yoon Ji-gu pursed his lips and glared at him. Yoon Ji-gu was no longer scary even when his cheeks flushed deeply and he glared at him in exasperation.

Yeo-woon turned his head and lay down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. He should get up to clean up, but he felt far too lazy. After playing outside all day and having a fairly successful first s3x, it was time to wash up and sleep….

“Ah!”

Yeo-woon’s thoughts were interrupted.

“What are you doing, hey…!”

“Why?”

Yoon Ji-gu asked as he slipped a fresh condom onto his penis. Despite having finished not long ago, he was already fully aroused. He casually guided Yeo-woon back down, entering him again. Yeo-woon braced himself for another round, thinking it would end soon.

But Yoon Ji-gu was in his early twenties, and this was his first time. And he was fvcking fit as hell, with an insanely big d1ck that was taking its toll on Yeo-woon’s body. He’d previously thought he couldn’t feel any pleasure from back there, but each deep thrust proved him wrong, sending waves of pleasure that left him gasping. Ji-gu’s relentless rhythm even had him releasing multiple times, leaving him dizzy and breathless.

“Hyung, just be honest. Am I that bad? You keep saying you don’t like it, but you were quicker to cum than me. So, if you don’t like it, why do you keep cumming? Are you secretly enjoying it? Are you actually, secretly… into this?”

“Hey …, drop the innocent act. Where did you learn all this stuff besides me!”

“What? Am I good? Am I better than before? Have I gotten better?”

“You asshole…! As soon as you get home, print out your search history and submit it!”

“Whatever. I’ve seen it all and deleted it….”

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and black waves rolled outside the window. A pure white moon swayed gently in the breeze above the water’s surface. Their night was not yet over.

The alarm he’d set for sunrise went off. Yeo-woon rubbed his puffy eyes and groggily scrambled to his feet, turning off his cell phone alarm. Through the translucent curtains, he could see the faintest signs of dawn. He glanced down in mild annoyance at Ji-gu, who had wrapped his arms around Yeo-woon’s waist and even thrown a leg over him, then shook his shoulder.

“Ji-gu, wake up.”

“…Mmmmm….”

“I thought you wanted to see the sunrise?”

“…Tomorrow.”

The deeply sleepy voice reminded Yeo-woon of what happened a few hours ago, and it pissed him off. He had to admit, it had been good—maybe even a bit too good—but his back still ached from the intensity every time he moved.

“Wake up. The sun’s about to rise.”

As he reached out to forcibly shake him awake, Yeo-woon paused with his hand resting on Ji-gu’s skin. He was puzzled by the fact that Yoon Ji-gu was warmer than usual. Yeo-woon leaned down and pressed his forehead against Yoon Ji-gu’s.

“… Ha, it really is a mess.”

Yeo-woon let out a wry laugh. Yoon Ji-gu’s forehead was hot. What could he have possibly done to end up with a fever? Why was he sick, not Yeo-woon? Ridiculous.

Yeo-woon forcibly removed Ji-gu’s hand from around his waist and staggered out of the room. He grabbed the first aid kit and a bottle of water from his bag. He nudged Ji-gu awake enough to swallow the pill, which Ji-gu did with eyes barely open, and then he cuddled up again, wrapping his arms around Yeo-woon’s waist with a murmur of, “Let’s sleep a bit more…”

“….”

Through the faint glow of dawn, the sun’s red edge was just beginning to peek over the water. Sunrises don’t last long. Yet, with Ji-gu gently patting his waist as if soothing a child, Yeo-woon lay back down, giving in to his warmth.

They didn’t get to see the sunrise on their first day. A few hours later, Ji-gu awoke with no memory of the fever or medication, wearing an innocent expression.

“Hyung, let’s do it again today….”

Yoon Ji-gu muttered with reddened cheeks.

“Ji-gu.”

“Yes?”

“Why are you bringing that up over breakfast?”

Yeo-woon set his spoon down on the table. He hadn’t quite recovered from feeling thoroughly drained, and his appetite faded. But Yoon Ji-gu, not catching on, tilted his head with a half-smile and nodded.

“Ah. Okay. I’ll tell you about it in the evening, okay?”

“….”

“Did I say something wrong?”

“Yoon Ji-gu.”

“Why, you can glare all you want… Hyung, you like me anyway.”

Yoon Ji-gu propped his chin up and smiled smugly, even tilting his head so that the ring he’d gotten last night was on display. His confidence was the source of Yeo-woon’s aching back.

‘…Well, it’s too late to change anything now.’

Though his back was sore, it was manageable. By evening, it might even be better. He planned to take Yoon Ji-gu on a drive along the coast road, then stop by the dessert place he had been so eager to try.

It was another beautiful day. The glimmering light over the calm waves naturally brought a sense of peace. It was a perfect day for an outing.

“Should we come again next year?”

Yeo-woon asked about the next year’s schedule in a very casual tone. Yoon Ji-gu slowly raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and raised his eyebrows as he finished swallowing the food in his mouth.

“Isn’t that obvious? Who else would you come with?”

“…You’re getting too bold after one night together.”

Yoon Ji-gu’s leg which had been subtly brushing against him under the table retreated. Ji-gu looked sheepishly down.

“The s3x was mutual, you know… Don’t act like you did me a favor…”

Yoon Ji-gu, who had been sulking alone since the morning, came to Yeo-woon’s side after the meal, looking incredibly grumpy. Then in a rather dramatic display of making up, he planted a quick kiss on Yeo-woon’s cheek before scurrying off with his toothbrush.

Watching the sea glistening with a bright blue backdrop, Yeo-woon trailed after him and flung the door open.Yoon Ji-gu was about to take off his clothes to wash when he shouted.

“Ah! Why are you coming in?”

“Because I feel like it.”

The bathroom door slammed shut. The scent of the ocean breeze gently fluttered the white curtains through the half-opened window. Muffled sounds of laughter and playful arguments mingled behind the closed door.

For two people who meant the world to each other, this was just another quiet morning.

One of many ordinary, yet precious, moments they’d share in the days to come.

~The End~