OLP 11

Sometimes, I think sunbae is like a raging teenage boy.

“I’ve been wanting to eat bread since the month before last… there’s a really delicious bakery in Itaewon. The noonas said they’d buy it for me. But we have to go early. Because there are a lot of people.”

“Noonas?”

“The speed skating noonas…”

“Ah, so Lee Yeojun-nim is close with the speed skating athletes.”

The celebrity sitting next to me chimed in. However, sunbae didn’t pay any attention to the celebrity’s words and just glared at me as he asked. Fire was practically dripping from his eyes.

“You’re going to eat bread with the noonas?”

“Yes…”

“Then why didn’t you tell me?”

Sunbae’s face, looking even more handsome than usual, turned towards me. His lips were red and his jaw was sharp. With his already fair face powdered with makeup, he really looked like an idol. The meticulous makeup had perfectly concealed the scar on his cheek. He looked cool with the scar, but he also looked different without it. My heart pounded seeing him in a school uniform instead of the sportswear he always wore. Dressed like that, he seemed to return to how he looked when I first saw him. Back when we were still boys who hadn’t fully grown up.

It must have been over three years since he graduated, so why does a school uniform suit him so well? I was imagining a younger sunbae calling me hyung when I turned my head at the question. Sweat beaded on my temples under the hot studio lights. We were in the middle of recording an entertainment program. Wearing school uniforms and carrying backpacks, along with a group of celebrities in matching uniforms.

It was because sunbae had thrown such a fit about me doing a photoshoot with an ice hockey player without him.

“So, did Nam Jihoon-nim really kiss Lee Yeojun-nim back then?”

“Yes…”

“Why?”

“Just… to say I did a good job…”

“Do you normally kiss each other when you do a good job? If I do a good job hosting today, will you give me one too?”

“What? No!”

Why are you discriminating against people! The short-haired celebrity host laughed heartily. After poking and prodding me a few times like a cat playing with a mouse, she must have decided I was an easier target than sunbae, because she’d been teasing me with mischievous questions from the start. Her way with words was no joke, cornering me to make me flustered, then soothing me to make me comfortable, playing me like a fiddle. I’m pretty sure she said she was my fan in the waiting room earlier. Are there tormenting fans, too?

“You two must not be close. The moment Lee Yeojun-nim gets a look from Nam Jihoon-nim, he doesn’t know what to do. He’s completely intimidated.”

“No… we’re close…”

“We’re really close. More than you could ever imagine.”

“Isn’t it just Nam Jihoon-nim who thinks that?”

Don’t say things like that. You can’t give sunbae an excuse. I swallowed the words I couldn’t say.

“I’m shy around strangers. I’m actually being really comfortable with hyung.”

“Then you’ve never spoken informally to Nam Jihoon-nim?”

“N-no… How could I dare.”

“Hey, what do you mean dare? You’ve even kissed. Try it now.”

“Pardon?”

Yeah, try speaking informally now! The celebrities sitting around us clapped. Even the audience members sitting on the stairs cheered, Woo, woo. Flustered, I looked at sunbae. Save me. But contrary to my expectation that he would step in and stop it at this point, sunbae was resting his chin on his hand and smiling. His curved eyes were full of mischief. Sunbae said.

“Yeah, try it. I’m curious too.”

As he said that, he kicked my shoe lightly with the tip of his foot. Traitor! I moved my leg away.

“Jihoon-ah… don’t…”

And I added with my lips. ‘Help me.’ Didn’t you say to trust only you, that you’d help me with your vast variety show experience? I looked at sunbae resentfully. I should have known then. That behind his smiling eyes, the perverted glint was stirring in his pupils again.

And this was the result.

Since we didn’t have any staff with us, we came to the filming by ourselves, and when it was over, we just had to return the outfits and go back on our own. The waiting room was also used by just the two of us, with no one coming or going. We had only filmed for six hours, but I was completely drained. I sat down on the floor of the empty waiting room and loosened my tie. The school uniform tie felt awkward in my hands after so long.

“I think this is harder than training.”

I muttered that and looked up. Sunbae was also loosening his tie. While smiling.

Without even responding to my words about being tired, sunbae said.

“Seeing you call me Jihoon earlier made me think of something.”

“Yes?”

“I think it would be fun if I were the junior and you were the sunbae.”

And we’re already in school uniforms.

“A sunbae who takes care of his junior.”

“Pardon?”

“Hyung, take it off.”

And just like that, a role-play I had never agreed to began.

The distance between us closed in an instant. Sunbae, who had taken off his uniform jacket, tossed it carelessly onto the makeup room sofa. He came over to me, tied my wrists with his own tie, and balled up my tie to stuff it in my mouth.

“Mmph…?!”

When I stared at him with wide eyes, he let out a smirk.

“Today’s filming concept is.”

“Mmph… Mmph…”

“The innocent Lee Yeojun sunbae-nim is forcibly taken by his junior in an empty classroom.”

“…Mmph…!”

“Try asking for help again, hyung.”

Sunbae was serious.

Excitement pooled in his intensely staring eyes. His lips, reddened with cosmetics, descended to my chin. Even with something applied, the temperature was the same. When I turned my head to avoid his clinging lips, he grabbed my chin and held it in place by force.

“It seems more real when you avoid it.”

Desire filled his murmuring voice. With fearful eyes, I repeatedly gestured towards the door with my chin. This wasn’t a familiar place; it was a waiting room at a broadcasting station, of all places. It wasn’t the athletes’ village, and there were many people outside. There could even be a camera in the waiting room. But sunbae, as if he couldn’t care less about cameras, was already pulling down my pants. When I shook my head, he smiled, asking, ‘Hmm? You don’t want to?’

“You’re the one being taken right now, hyung. Have you ever seen the victim give an opinion?”

He kindly explained as he took off my pants. The gray pants, which were from the wardrobe room and didn’t fit properly, came off easily without me needing to lift my hips to help. Letting out a sigh of, “Haa,” at the sight of my exposed thighs, sunbae stroked the innermost part of my skin with his palm. As if admiring it for the first time.

“There’s a mark here. Did you happen to do it with someone before me?”

“…”

“That’s mean. You hurt the feelings of a junior who only liked you, sunbae.”

“…”

“A sunbae who hurts feelings has to be punished.”

However, the fact that he said this while rubbing his hands together like a gangster made it completely unconvincing. After staring intently at my completely naked lower half, sunbae suddenly pulled me up. At the end of his gaze was the dressing table that took up an entire wall of the waiting room. Sunbae grabbed my bound wrists, pushed me towards that dressing table, swept away the cosmetics on top, and made me bend over. Only then did I understand the meaning of the ‘sunbae who takes care of his junior’ that sunbae had mentioned. My earlobes burned.

He pressed down on my waist and put his hands between my thighs to get me into position. It was a convenient position for being taken. In the mirror right in front of me, I could see my reflection, my tie thoroughly soaked with saliva. As sunbae pressed against me from behind, my heels lifted due to our height difference. Zzzip. Sunbae unzipped his pants in one go and breathed into my ear. Unlike me, whom he had perversely stripped naked, he hadn’t even undone a single button of his shirt. He pushes his tongue into the shell of my ear and whispers.

“You had sex with the homeroom teacher, didn’t you?”

What are you talking about…

“Why aren’t you denying it?”

Because you made it so I can’t talk!

“This won’t do. I’ll have to inspect you.”

Sunbae seemed to be genuinely immersed in the role of a crazy high school student. A teenage boy whose mind wanders, who is inconsistent, and who acts on whims, changing his mind this way and that. Narrowing his eyes and tilting his head, sunbae suddenly inserted his pinky finger inside me. ‘Mmph!’ My instinctive scream was futile as my inner walls twitched and accepted the intruder without resistance. Sunbae let out a gasp of admiration.

“Wow, I thought this was a pair of lips. The way it bites down is no joke.”

He says as he slaps my ass. They say people like you, sunbae, whose hole puckers up like this, can’t stand it because it gets so itchy down there, he adds. His hand was harsh.

Slap, slap…

“Mmph! Mmph!”

He pays no mind even as I squirm in pain. After slapping me consecutively for several blows until my skin was burning, he lets out a sigh, Hoo, and puts on a feigned look of pity. His palm, feeling relatively cool against my heated skin, caressed the skin he himself had just hit.

“Are you really not going to ask for help?”

Hah, hah, I only panted. After twisting my body and thrashing about, our eyes finally met through the mirror. Seeing my face distorted with injustice, he says, “Ah,” and curls the finger inside me. My waist jolted with a flinch.

“Right, you can’t talk, hyung.”

“…Ugh…”

“It’s okay. No one’s going to come help you anyway.”

And then one more time, Slap! Just like a bad junior who was truly tormenting his sunbae.

His lowered voice whispered.

“It’s gym class right now. Everyone’s out on the field, and no one is wandering the hallways. The murmuring sound from out there is the sound of the class next door having a lesson. You’re a very, very model student, hyung… so you don’t want to get caught being done in like this by a delinquent like me. As for me, I’m in a position where I’d rather someone on their way to the bathroom saw this.”

“…”

“From the first moment our eyes met in the hallway, I wanted to spread your legs, hyung. I want to spread the rumor. That a pretty and innocent model student like you likes getting fucked by a guy like me.”

At the same time, his thick, erect penis touched the crevice of my buttocks. I had confirmed its size by holding it with my own body just this morning, but it had grown even bigger in the meantime, overwhelming me. Its size, reminiscent of a karaoke microphone, pushed aside the folds and slowly pushed its way in. The insertion was so slow it brought tears to my eyes. Teasingly slow, very, very slowly, he opened my hole, then suddenly, he charged in. He suddenly changed the pace, making it impossible for me to adjust. It was a wicked hobby.

My body was pushed forward even though there was nowhere left to go. Sunbae bound my lower abdomen with both hands and thrust his penis in as if hammering it down from above. Tears welled up in my eyes at the feeling of being completely filled. In the blurry mirror, I could see myself with a beet-red face and sunbae licking his lips.

“Mmph… Mmph… Mmmph!”

“Don’t be a baby. You can take it all.”

The hot flesh kept digging inside, prying open the hole that tried to close. Our inner flesh met, and the hem of his clothes brushed against my buttocks. Unlike me, sunbae’s shirt and belt, which he hadn’t taken off at all, grazed my skin. There was a rustling sound. He pounded in hard enough to make a thwack sound, then churned my insides before pulling out. Haa… The sigh sunbae let out warmed the back of my neck. Ugh, ugh, I couldn’t even make a sound and just cried endlessly. I wanted to lower my arms and touch my stomach. Because it felt like a part of me would be pierced otherwise.

Contrary to the worry in my head that someone might come, my body was getting aroused on its own. Every time the entwined flesh pulled out, my rear tightened on its own. Saliva dripped from my mouth, which couldn’t close. One of sunbae’s hands went inside my shirt, groped my chest, and pinched my nipple. He scrapes my nipple with his fingernail while pouring dirty words into my ear canal. A clear, watery fluid flowed down my thighs. My penis rubbed against the dressing table, leaving a white mark on the black top.

My body type was one that felt much more pleasure from the back than the front. To the extent that when I was first penetrated from behind, I came the moment I hit the peak of pleasure. I was weak to a stimulus that was slightly painful, and I couldn’t hold it in. It was the same now. ‘A-ah…’ As I let out a pained sound through my blocked mouth, I saw sunbae’s eyes go wild.

The thick, long thing thrashed violently inside. The friction intensified, and the temperature of our skin soared. My inner walls went out of control, twitching on their own. Each time, sunbae’s hands would grab and twist various parts of my ass and waist. When he grabbed and spread my buttocks, my thighs convulsed, and when he grabbed my waist, the piece of flesh hanging in front quivered.

Squelching sounds came from both my front and back. Squelch, squelch… A sob escaped my mouth. I tried to forcibly move my hips to match sunbae’s arbitrary rhythm, but it was impossible. It was when I thought the dressing table was going to break. My own semen, which had come first, splattered onto the mirror, clouding it whitely, and just when I thought he couldn’t get any faster, sunbae buried his body deep inside.

“…Nngh!”

“Ugh!”

Hot fluid was shot deep inside my body. It gushed out several times, gush, gush, and then trickled down to pool at the entrance. His sweat-soaked hand, dripping with semen, grabbed my head, turned it, and kissed me forcibly. With the tie still in my mouth, I received his violent lips. Lukewarm saliva went down my throat, gulp, gulp. My entire body was drenched in sweat. Untie me quickly… I shook my wrists, which were still bound. I could see that sunbae’s ears were flushed red.

Sunbae, still not out of his role, whispered.

“Actually, it was a lie that no one was watching. This is the school field. Everyone was watching.”

“Hngh…”

“You’re bad. You splattered all over the mirror. And you’ve gotten everything between your legs all wet like this.”

“…”

“I’ll lick it clean for you, hyung. And let’s do it a few more times.”

Didn’t I definitely think at first that sunbae was a person who only knew sports, that he thought only of skating from the moment he woke up until he went to sleep, that he seemed to have no interest in sexual matters at all, so I felt sorry for even daring to harbor feelings for him…?

I couldn’t shake the thought that I had gotten myself into the wrong hands.