The world turned upside down with the sound of an indrawn breath.

    “Uh-”

    His eyes, which were about to close from the overwhelming sleepiness, flew wide open, and his body, which had been limply relaxing without limit, tensed up. Jooin, who had come to his senses in that brief moment, looked up at Hyunwoo.

    It was a huge problem that he couldn’t remember what he had just said. It was because the expression on the face of the guy propped up above him was no joke. Thinking he had to stop him no matter what, Jooin first shook his head.

    “Hey, hey. No.”

    His head, which had been moving from side to side, was held fast. Hyunwoo’s large hand cupped Jooin’s cheek. Hyunwoo lowered his head, let out a deep sigh, then looked at Jooin again and opened his mouth.

    “Don’t you ever think you’re being really too much?”

    “…”

    “You lead a person on, make them fall for you, and then you always say no. I’ve never lived a life feeling disappointed, but whenever I’m in front of you, hyung, I keep feeling like something’s been taken from me.”

    Hyunwoo, his face contorted as if he were about to cry, mumbled in a small voice.

    “…It’s so annoying.”

    Hyunwoo buried his face near Jooin’s nape and let out another deep sigh. Jooin’s shoulders flinched at the hot breath that easily penetrated his thin t-shirt. At that moment, the hand holding his cheek stroked Jooin’s cheek, then squeezed his index finger and thumb, pinching the soft skin hard.

    “Ah!”

    A voice burst out from the stinging pain. Hyunwoo, not missing the opportunity, raised his head and urgently pressed his lips against his.

    A moist piece of flesh slid into his parted mouth. The soft lips clung to him aggressively, as if they would devour him whole. As Hyunwoo casually brushed past a sensitive spot, Jooin, growing impatient, threw his head back and began to cling to him.

    Between their seamlessly joined lips, the tips of their tongues tangled ticklishly, creating a sticky sound. The sensation, keenly on edge from the pit of his stomach to his throat, blossomed into a dizzying pleasure. A thrill ran up his spine, making his hips arch on their own.

    As if sensing that he couldn’t breathe, Hyunwoo pulled his lips away and planted small kisses on them.

    “Right now, I think I’m better than you, hyung.”

    An unfamiliar sensation dominated his mind. It felt strangely like his body was floating, his stomach twisting and churning, just like when he accidentally listened to a sound with an excessive space-type effector. His face contorted on its own.

    “Hey. This, don’t do things like this.”

    As Jooin said that and covered his lips with his hand, shaking his head, Hyunwoo pinned his limp wrist above Jooin’s head and defiantly pressed his lips against his again.

    “You do it, hyung, so why can’t I? I don’t like this either.”

    A boyish gaze pierced through Jooin’s eyes as if to see through them.

    “You know, when you tell someone not to do something, it makes them want to do it even more. You don’t know anything.”

    “Hey.”

    “Call me Hyunwoo-ya-. Don’t be so distant and just say ‘hey’ or ‘you’.”

    Hyunwoo, speaking as if whining, lightly bit Jooin’s nape and then licked it softly. At the same time, the hand that had been tickling his waist slipped under his t-shirt.

    “Ah-eut.”

    “Just because I’ve never done it, doesn’t mean I don’t know how, you know?”

    “Hngh, eugh.”

    “Just you wait.”

    Hyunwoo’s fingertips drew a circle on his flat stomach, where no muscles could be felt. This was far more stimulating than rubbing it outright. His neck and shoulders instinctively hunched, and his limbs curled in.

    Hyunwoo kissed him again. As he touched the soft flesh inside the smooth roof of his mouth, a groan escaped from his throat. As if releasing a grudge, as if to conquer him, Hyunwoo licked every corner of his soft mouth, and finally, biting his lips, he crawled down.

    Hyunwoo easily pulled down Jooin’s shorts, saw Jooin’s exposed member, and muttered.

    “You were completely determined.”

    Always pretending to be relaxed, as if he had no desires. In contrast to his shameless face, his stiffly erect penis was extremely incongruous.

    Hyunwoo’s hand, which had stroked down Jooin’s waist vertically, cupped Jooin’s member, smaller than his own, in one hand.

    “Hah-euk.”

    His hips instinctively jolted at the hand that gripped him firmly. As the sensitive foreskin was rubbed hard against the knuckle of the index finger that was half-wrapped around the tip, all his sensory cells awakened, and his eyes rolled back on their own.

    Hyunwoo, who swallowed hard at the sight of Jooin writhing his whole body at just the touch of a hand, stuck out his tongue and licked his own lips. A strong thirst arose from deep within.

    Hyunwoo, sitting on Jooin’s thighs, repeated an up-and-down motion while holding his hips.

    “Ah, ah-eugh. W-wait a minute. Ah!”

    A groan burst out without fail each time he moved his arm. Hyunwoo, who was blankly staring at Jooin writhing and creasing the bedsheets as if in agony, continued to move, and a pale sinew stood out clearly on his forearm.

    Finally, Jooin’s member, having reached its limit, began to spit out a clear liquid.

    As he lightly brushed the tip, which was redder than his lips, with his thumb, Jooin buried his head in the pillow. The sight of him trembling without even making a sound was stimulating beyond compare. The hand, now lubricated, began to rub Jooin’s member harder and faster. Jooin bit his lower lip hard and twisted his hips as if the top of his head would touch the ground.

    “Hah-ah, euk!”

    Sensing the end, under Jooin’s pitifully outstretched hand, his member, having reached its limit, spewed out sticky semen. Twitch, twitch. Transparent saliva flowed from the parted lips of Jooin, who was lost in ecstasy.

    Hyunwoo, who was looking down at the traces of Jooin that soaked his hand, stuck out his tongue and moistened his lips. Staring intently at Jooin’s glistening member, Hyunwoo slowly bent his waist.

    Hyunwoo’s lips descended on the member, which had shrunk in size from a moment ago. At that moment, Jooin, who had been limp from the exhaustion that had dominated his entire body, let out another pain-filled moan.

    “…Ah-eut.”

    Hyunwoo, who was kissing it just as he had done to his lips, gently stroked the column, which was trying to harden again, from top to bottom, and from bottom to top. Then he stuck out his tongue and lightly licked the concave tip. The sheet clutched in Jooin’s hand crumpled messily.

    Hyunwoo, who had licked Jooin’s member a few more times, slowly opened his lips. As he took the wetly soaked glans into his mouth, Jooin’s brow furrowed slightly. Lowering his face as it was, Hyunwoo swallowed Jooin’s member, filling his mouth.

    As he swallowed to make space, Jooin’s hips twitched greatly.

    “…!”

    He felt like he was going to lose his mind every time the penis, rammed into his closed throat, rubbed against the hot mucous membrane. It felt like his whole body was being swallowed by Hyunwoo. With every up and down movement, an indescribable pleasure surged.

    More, stop, no, more.

    The body that pressed down on him, preventing him from escaping the helplessly pouring pleasure, was that of a well-built young man. The slender body pinned beneath it thrashed about, unable to find its bearings. The desire to escape and the desire for him not to let go coexisted. In the end, it all became a mess, not knowing which was which.

    The pleasure that had been gathering in his core scattered throughout his body, filling his fingertips and toes without exception. No, no more. Jooin, who was shaking his head while trying to hold back his moans, slammed his palms on the mattress and cried out.

    “Hey, please. Please stop…”

    Jooin, who had strenuously opened his eyes, looked down at Hyunwoo.

    Ah, fuck.

    The moment he met the gaze of Hyunwoo, who had raised his head at his call, Jooin couldn’t help but cum in Hyunwoo’s mouth.

    “Eut-eut!”

    Just as his head was about to snap back, the pleasure that he thought had reached its limit broke through and shot out. Hyunwoo, who had kept his throat closed the whole time, had opened it and swallowed Jooin’s member even deeper.

    Inside the tightly constricting throat, Jooin’s fluids gushed out. His vision turned white, and small stars exploded like fireworks in his head. Every time the throat, which held his sensitive penis right after ejaculation, twitched, Jooin felt a climax that could not be surpassed. His legs, pinned under Hyunwoo, vibrated from the pleasure that ran through his entire body.

    While the dazed Jooin lay there blinking his eyes, Hyunwoo opened his mouth, spat out Jooin’s member, and swallowed what was left in his mouth.

    Taking another man’s fluid into my mouth? He had thought it was disgusting, an absurd thing to do.

    To think that an act that he had only found dirty and unpleasant when he had encountered it in videos could give him such great satisfaction. It was truly surprising. To the point where he felt he would have missed out greatly if he had lived his life without knowing. Discovering a new sensation was extremely thrilling. A fishy taste lingered on the tip of his tongue, but it wasn’t an unpleasant feeling.

    Hyunwoo, who smiled in satisfaction and got up, walked to the desk and pulled the handle of the bottommost drawer that Jooin had opened last time. Hyunwoo took out the lone tube of gel, spread Jooin’s limp legs, and settled between them.

    Click-

    At the sound of the gel tube opening, Jooin came to his senses and slowly opened his eyes.

    “Hey, wait. Just a minute.”

    “Why? You said you’d sleep with me if I wanted to.”

    “No, that’s-!”

    “You say no to everything, so you can’t even do this for me?”

    After enjoying it all yourself, Hyunwoo muttered.

    Jooin, half-naked and a mess with sweat and bodily fluids, looked down at the infuriatingly neat-looking Hyunwoo, then threw his head back. Jooin placed his sticky forearm over his eyes and let out a breath he had been holding all the way up to his throat as he muttered.

    Fine, whatever happens, happens.

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