VDN Ch 129

“Do I really have to do this?” 

As he slid his hand between his cheeks, he felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him, and he tightly shut his eyes. However, considering Seo-oh’s large p*nis made him think that this was a necessary process. The first time, he had somehow managed to fit that massive thing inside him, but now the sheer fact that something so large had entered his body felt surprisingly overwhelming.

In any case, Nam-woon planned to do some preparation today to reduce the trial and error he experienced last time. He slowly let his hand slide down to the hole, teasing it a little. He felt the tightness of the opening at his fingertips, as if it couldn’t accept even the smallest thing.

Taking a deep breath, Nam-woon began to push the tip of his index finger inside little by little. With some effort, the tip of his finger barely made it in. However, it felt too tight and uncomfortable. Even though it was much smaller in thickness compared to Seo-oh’s.

Nam-woon bit his lip and pushed his finger in deeper. His well-shaped eyebrows contorted. 

“Ugh.” 

Was that a bit painful? Is this right? Drops of water dripped down his wet body. Nam-woon stuck out his tongue to moisten his reddened lips and slowly closed his eyes. Then he recalled the intense s*x he had with Seo-oh. 

The large palm that touched and explored every corner of his body, the sweet and lewd scent that brushed against his nose, and the pleasure that surged every time his hard and thick p*nis pressed against somewhere in his insides.

“Ah…” 

A faint excitement began to come from within. Nam-woon bent his waist a little more and pushed his finger deeper inside. The discomfort was still there, but perhaps due to a decrease in tension compared to the first time, it hurt less. He moved his index finger in and out slowly, gradually increasing the motion until the tip of his middle finger brushed against his entrance. 

He wiggled his fingers at the entrance and slowly inserted them inside. Nam-woon’s smooth eyebrows wrinkled. Even though it was only two fingers, the pressure grew stronger again. There was nothing more pleasure than when Seo-oh touched him. Was it because Kwon Seo-oh’s fingers were longer? 

He tried to be patient and widen it, but it wasn’t easy. Eventually, Nam-woon slowly pulled his finger out and sighed.

“Ha, it’s hot.” 

Before he knew it, the bathroom was filled with a warm heat. It was already a hot day, and struggling in a confined space made him sweat again. Nam-woon splashed cold water on himself as he thought, 

“But do I really have to be the one to take it?” 

Somehow, the position had ended up with him on the bottom.

He would have never thought he would do something like this in his previous world, but standing next to Seo-oh made his mind change so quickly.

When I make the first move, I wonder how Kwon Seo-oh would react?

Naturally, the image of Seo-oh’s excited face came to mind—his furrowed brows, eyes dark blank filled with desire, and low moans flowing out from excitement.

Nam-woon’s p*nis, which had been silent, slowly grew hard. Nam-woon gave up on his a*s and grabbed his c*ck. He stroked it slowly, then bobbed it up and down and gently rubbed his thumb over the glans.

“Hyungg…”

A voice that was trying to be cute and stretched out the end of his words automatically played in my ear. Ah, sh*t. Nam-woon’s p*nis became even harder. The sound of masturbation echoed clearly in the bathroom. I want to f*ck Kwon Seo-oh too. S*xual desire was boiling inside. Nam-woon’s gestures became even faster.

At that moment, he heard a “Clunk” as the door opened outside. Startled, Nam-woon quickly turned his head. Ever since Se-han had almost barged into the bathroom before, he had been diligent about locking the door, but you never know. Fortunately, it wasn’t the bathroom door that opened, but the front door.

“Hyung, I’m home. Where are you?”

“I’m in the bathroom! Hold on a sec!”

Nam-woon urgently turned on the cold water and sprayed it directly on his erection. He couldn’t c*m right now. He had to save it to do with Seo-oh later.

Nam-woon lathered body wash onto his palm and rubbed it over his body. After finishing his second shower, he quickly dried off with a towel, unwrapped a new pair of underwear, and put them on. He then glanced at the lube he had used earlier. Would I need that too? After hesitating, he picked up the lube and hastily hid it inside a towel. Taking a deep breath, he turned the bathroom door handle.

Through the open door, he saw Seo-oh standing neatly dressed. As always, Seo-oh looked neat and handsome—no, he seemed unusually beautiful today. Nam-woon’s cheeks flushed red immediately.

“Did you shower?”

“I-It was hot, so I sweated a lot.”

Seo-oh glanced at Nam-woon’s bare body, then suddenly stiffened and headed toward the fridge. He must have been thirsty from walking up the alley because he gulped down water and placed the glass loudly on the sink.

Nam-woon’s eyes were fixed on Seo-oh’s water-stained lips. Why were they so red?

I want to s*ck them. Seo-oh looked at Nam-woon’s dazed expression strangely.

“Hyung, did you get heatstroke?”

“…I’m fine. Why?”

“Your eyes are a bit… strange.”

Nam-woon quickly regained his composure at Seo-oh’s words. Seo-oh glanced at Nam-woon, who was only wearing underwear, then lowered his gaze. On the floor, there was a futon laid out.

“But why did you already lay out the futon? Are you going to sleep already? It’s not even five yet.”

“I’m tired, so I’m going to take a nap.”

With you. Nam-woon said this to himself, not out loud. Then he brushed his wet hair back and spoke as calmly as he could.

“You should take a nap too. You must be tired from going out early and coming back late.”

Seo-oh came over to the fan without saying a word. As the gentle breeze tickled his face, Seo-oh slowly closed his eyes. The wind made his black hair sway slightly. Nam-woon, entranced by the sight, moved to his side. He then squatted down next to Seo-oh, pretending to dry his hair, and spoke.

“It looks like you have dark circles under your eyes. Since you’re here early, you should get some sleep. If Se-han comes in, you won’t be able to sleep again.”

“…Okay. I’ll go change clothes.”

Seo-oh got up from the floor and started changing into more comfortable clothes. Nam-woon watched him closely.

While Seo-oh went to the bathroom for a quick wash, Nam-woon quickly checked his own state. Underwear, fine. Inside the underwear, even better. Perfect. He had also hidden the gel he brought from the bathroom under the pillow. That was the end of his preparations.

Nam-woon was noisily drying his hair while running through a lewd simulation in his head. He planned to lie down with Seo-oh and start touching him…

Suddenly, a vibration sound came from somewhere. It was Seo-oh’s phone, which was placed next to the fan. As Nam-woon looked down at the screen, his face froze instantly.

[Mr. Seo-oh~ Are you coming tonight~~ I’ll be waiting for you^^]

What is this? Nam-woon picked up the phone.

“Park Su-ri? Who is Park Su-ri?”

When Nam-woon saw the name, his face turned grim. There were too many things that bothered him. First, the way he addressed Seo-oh was unsettling. “Mr. Seo-oh” was an ambiguous way of addressing someone, maintaining a certain distance but seeming close. Ambiguous relationships were more dangerous than casual ones.

The rest of the message was even more problematic.

“Are you coming tonight?”

Seo-oh had nowhere to go tonight. He would be sleeping right beside him.

And the icing on the cake was the last sentence.

“I’ll be waiting for you^^” The content itself was bad enough, but the smiley face at the end seemed more sinister than anything else.

Kwon Seo-oh, you bastard, could you be with someone else…?

As Nam-woon’s unpleasant thoughts grew, Seo-oh emerged from the bathroom after brushing his teeth and washing his face. His damp face looked strangely alluring. Nam-woon stared intently at Seo-oh’s face. Seo-oh, noticing the intense gaze, touched his cheek and asked,

“What’s wrong?”

No way, not with Kwon Seo-oh’s personality… No, it can’t be.

Nam-woon had seen students asking Seo-oh for his phone number at the university. Seo-oh was popular wherever he went. Perhaps this was just a mutual acquaintance situation, where the other person was reaching out to Seo-oh. Nam-woon tried to stay calm.

“Hyung, I’ll take a nap for a bit. Seeing the blanket suddenly made me sleepy…”

Seo-oh slipped onto the bed. Hearing this, Nam-woon’s face, which had been filled with jealousy, now showed concern. Seo-oh seemed very tired lately, and looking closely, he seemed to have lost some weight.

Seo-oh adjusted his pillow behind his head and closed his eyes. Nam-woon expected that they would chat a bit since Seo-oh had come home, but he closed his eyes right away. Feeling a bit hurt, Nam-woon whispered to himself:

“Then, I’ll take a nap too.”

Nam-woon plopped onto the bed, placing his pillow right next to Seo-oh’s.

Seo-oh opened his eyes again.

“…Isn’t that too close?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“There’s plenty of space next to you.”

He was right. Seo-oh was lying near the window, and with Nam-woon right next to him, the space became very cramped. A wide empty space lay on Nam-woon’s other side. Without responding, Nam-woon scooted closer, making Seo-oh move further toward the window. However, the distance between them didn’t change because Nam-woon kept moving closer.

“Move away a bit. It’s hot.” 

“It’s cooler by the window.”

As he spoke, Nam-woon subtly pressed his forearm against Seo-oh’s elbow. Even a small touch made heat surge through him. Seo-oh turned his body more toward the window. Without giving up, Nam-woon turned and gently pressed his forehead against Seo-oh’s back.

“Don’t do that. Why are you doing this?” 

“I haven’t even done anything?”

Despite Seo-oh’s irritation, Nam-woon feigned ignorance and pressed his chest against Seo-oh’s broad back. He could feel Seo-oh’s firm body through the thin fabric of his underwear. So this is why Kwon Seo-oh was always rubbing himself against me. Doing something he wasn’t used to made him feel incredibly embarrassed, and he wanted to dash into the bathroom right away. But since it had been a while since they were alone together, Nam-woon decided to follow his instincts.

“Kwon Seo-oh, do you trust me?”

Nam-woon, who had just said a line that seemed to come out of a drama from the 1980s, rubbed his forehead against Seo-oh’s smooth neck. He felt Seo-oh’s body stiffen. Not knowing what to do after that, he hesitated for a moment, then recalled Seo-oh’s previous actions and repeated them.

He put his hand on Seo-oh’s firm chest, past his collarbone, and felt where his nipples would be. At the same time, he pressed his p*nis against Seo-oh’s waist.

“…I won’t say it again. Don’t do it.”