OLP 7

Sunbae came over and sat next to me. As sunbae instructed, I lay obediently with my head on the pillow.

“Lee Yeojun.”

It did not seem like the right atmosphere for advice. But it was not an atmosphere for scolding either. I could not quite grasp the situation. For now, I just wanted to get up. But every time I tried to lift my head, the back of sunbae’s hand pressed on my forehead. As if he had found some amusement in it, he did this a few times, and then he sat right on top of my body. Sunbae climbed onto my stomach in a position that anyone would misunderstand. He grabbed my flinching wrist, held it next to my head, and asked.

“Today.”

Sunbae weighs more than he looks. Because his entire body is muscle. He looks slender on the outside, but if you undress him, he looks like a gangster. His muscular, hard thighs, so firm they were a bit painful, pressed against my sides. Sunbae sat comfortably on top of me without easing his weight. I was the only one gasping for breath.

Sunbae asked.

“Were you nervous?”

“Pardon?”

“I asked if you were nervous. We practiced for situations like that.”

“Yes…”

“Why? Because it’s the Olympics?”

He interrogated me gently and affectionately. Pinned down by sunbae, I could not do anything, just opening and closing my fists. This situation, being pinned down and cornered under sunbae, was not good for me. It was different from the positions we took when we were stretching each other out. My cheeks were getting redder and redder, and I had nowhere to hide them. A junior male with a blushing face lying underneath, how strange would that look?

“I know that mental management is also a skill… but I felt burdened. I was worried about this and that.”

“Then, do you think you’d do better if you weren’t nervous?”

“I can’t stop being nervous…”

“Then you just need something more worrying to happen.”

Sunbae smiled with just the corners of his mouth. A mischievous smile appeared on his usually unsmiling, pale face. A strange heat was pooling in his eyes as he looked down at me. He asked, as if to confirm.

“I told you I’d get you a medal. No matter what it takes.”

“Yes… Ah, hyung, you’ve already done everything you can for me. What happened today was just because I wasn’t good enough.”

“No. There’s still something I can do for you.”

As he said that, sunbae finally moved off my stomach. He moved away, and then positioned himself between my legs. As I tried to move, sunbae held me down with a strong force.

“Spread your legs.”

Sunbae’s hands grabbed my two thighs and pushed them up. In an instant, my hips were lifted into the air. He was trying to make me spread my legs like a frog, and I was so horrified that I sat up. But sunbae, without a hint of surprise, urged me on with a calm face.

“What are you doing? Hurry up.”

“Hyung, this is a little weird…”

“It’s not weird. Have I ever done anything bad to you?”

“You haven’t, but.”

“Then hurry up.”

Ugh… Frowning, I followed sunbae’s words. My hesitant legs slowly spread apart. Sunbae made me spread my legs myself and then used his hands to hold them in place by the backs of my knees. And then, like a doctor making a diagnosis, he carefully looked down at my exposed private parts. At that point, it also seemed like some new kind of stretching. I was already in a state where rational judgment was impossible.

Like in Milgram’s experiment that I once read about in a book, I was obeying sunbae’s status as a medalist, his authority as someone who had only ever done things that were helpful to me. This is the Olympian dorm, and Seonho and the kid are outside. What could happen. That was what I thought. So, I remained still without resisting even when sunbae pulled down my pants and underwear. It’s weird… but this is still a little weird. I thought to myself.

But there was a fact that I did not know, and that was that sunbae was, to some extent, crazy.

Sunbae, who had taken off my pants and underwear, threw them on the floor. The chilly air touched my exposed skin. Feeling awkward, I tried to close my legs, but smack, he slapped my hip. I flinched like someone being scolded at the sharp touch. It was not the first time I had shown him my naked body, since we often showered together during training, but at that time, sunbae was also naked, and the place was a shower or a locker room. Besides, at that time, we were either fully clothed or fully naked, not with just our lower bodies completely bare like this.

Sunbae muttered.

“If you had avoided me again just because you messed up one measly race, I would have been really angry.”

“…”

“Actually, I was angry. To be beaten by a guy like that.”

“…”

“But when I came back and you were sleeping quietly, I changed my mind. I decided to help you.”

“…”

“Maybe I should have hung a sock on the doorknob.”

A long, clean finger flicked my genitals. Only then, at the very, very end, did I sense something was wrong and try to get up. Sunbae’s eyes were looking down at me from above. It was a wicked gaze. The moment the face with the wicked gaze blinked, it went down. And the moment the eyes closed and opened again, I saw lips parting like an illusion. The red lips opened wide.

Sunbae, his mouth open like a monster, bit my genitals.

“Ah!”

Horrified, I twisted my body. As I was about to scream, sunbae clamped my mouth shut by baring his teeth. Sharp white teeth touched the surface of my reproductive organ. At the fear of my precious part being sliced off, I bit my tongue. My thighs trembled, squeezing sunbae’s head. Sunbae, who looked up at my expression, laughed. He did so without spitting out what was in his mouth.

“You can’t talk. Seonho is outside.”

Don’t talk. Seonho is outside. Every time sunbae mumbled, the sensitive surface brushed against his teeth and tongue. I fell into a state of panic, my hands flailing.

“What, why… hyung…?”

“I told you. I’m helping you relax.”

“That’s absurd… Eut!”

“There’s not a single hair. Did you get waxed?”

His breath poured out between my legs. Someone else’s head was there. There were soft lips and a hot tongue. The lips that had been uttering mature words just moments before had turned into a glutton, greedily sucking at my groin. He smeared it with wet saliva and licked it up until it was slick. Sunbae’s gaze was fixed on the area between my twitching legs. He moved his head up and down, chewing, and then finally spit it out. He swallowed deeply, puckered his lips tightly, and slowly pulled away, my hips bucking until the very last moment of release. My genitals throbbed.

“Heuk!”

“Ah, it’s hard.”

And then it was put back into his mouth.

A hard palm continuously caressed my thighs and buttocks. A strange slurp slurp sound came from the rubbing mucous membranes. He used his lips to tighten and his tongue to rub. He nibbled with his teeth and stimulated the root with his fingers. My buttocks rustled uncontrollably. Sunbae acted like a child sucking on a candy, yet he constantly looked up to check my expression. The slick sounds. The assault-like sensations.

“Ah, ah, ah…!”

I covered my mouth with my hands and struggled, not knowing what to do. This was the last scene I could have ever imagined. At the Olympics, in the dorm. While my fellow athletes outside were still pacing around, worried about us.

My whole body convulsed. As my thighs trembled severely, sunbae finally pulled his lips away. I could see the piece of flesh, shiny with saliva. The tip was ripe and pink. Sunbae wrapped his hand around the erect thing and masturbated me. He whispered as he rubbed the head with his thumb.

“Why are you trembling so much. It’s okay.”

It was not okay. I tried to catch my breath as I gasped for air. I barely managed to ask. If he was angry with me. If that was why he was doing this.

“Me?”

Sunbae shrugged. My hands wandered, unable to push away sunbae’s hand or his head. Thump, I stomped my foot, then recoiled in my own surprise. Sunbae acted as if he did not see me. Slap, slap, slap… He shook what he was holding, making a sound, and with his other hand, he grabbed the remote and turned up the volume.

[As this is a sport with frequent fouls, I believe fair judgment is more important than anything else.]

[Then, Mr. Nam Jihoon, regarding the judges’ decision today…]

Another voice of sunbae filled the room. It got louder and louder, drowning out the sticky, slick noises. A rustling sound was heard. It was the sound of me rubbing my head against the sheet. It was the sound of sunbae relentlessly clinging to me as I suffered in pleasure, violating my private parts.

The sunbae in front of me said.

“Actually, it is something to be angry about. How I raised you, and you let that measly thing get to you.”

His voice, without a single hitch in breath, was calm and composed.

“You said that, being, eut… eliminated is, also part of, skill, and that I should, accept, it, ah… euk!”

“I did. But it pisses me off that you were eliminated.”

What can I do about being pissed off? My genitals were sucked back into his mouth. He fumbled for one of my thighs that kept trying to close and sucked on the flesh strongly. Don’t…! I let out a desperate scream. Beyond the single door, Seonho would be listening for any sounds from inside. If he hears…! The moment I thought that, an extreme pleasure struck my head.

My genitals swelled up, about to cum, but sunbae squeezed the base to stop it. ‘Eueuk!’ The thing below shot up. Sunbae’s head followed it, his tongue moving relentlessly. I was continuously caressed in that state. His tongue was shoved into the hole of my genitals, where blue veins stood out and which was about to spurt liquid at any moment. I reacted to everything that brushed against me, my senses on edge with anxiety. The area under my buttocks was wet. I could not tell if the bed was wet with saliva, sweat, or water.

At some point, without even realizing it, I was thrusting my hips, pushing my genitals deeper into sunbae’s mouth. The speed of sunbae’s head moving got faster, and in sync with that, the speed at which I rubbed my hips also got faster, thump, thump, thump… I slammed my hips so hard the bed seemed like it would break. Just as sunbae’s hand, which was pressing on the base and testicles, applied more force, and I lifted my hips high.

“In the relay, do you know how to get a faster start? It’s when the person behind pushes your butt.”

At the same time, a long finger pierced me from below. I convulsed and stopped breathing.

My hips shot up as if I had received an electric shock. My buttocks lifted up to avoid it, and my erect flesh was jammed to the back of sunbae’s throat. Tears that had welled up suddenly fell down. I could not hold it in and screamed. My back arched, my hips lifting higher and higher. It was an act to pull the finger out, but it did not come out and followed me to the end. Instead, it even spun around once inside my body. It pressed and poked the wet mucous membrane, moving strangely. Pain and pleasure washed over me in turns. I was slamming my hips and shaking my head so fast that the entire bed was shaking.

“Ah, eueuk, eut…! Ah!”

The sounds were uncontrollable. The fact that I was feeling more pleasure from the finger that entered me from behind than from the front already meant I was not in my right mind. Sunbae sucked on the man’s genitals lodged in his mouth, opening his throat wide without even frowning once. Sunbae praised me. He said the speed at which my body shot up when he put his finger in was incredible.

“See, when I help you, you do this well.”

“Aheuk, eut, ah, ah…!”

“I’ll push you like this tomorrow too.”

“Aheuk!”

“I get jealous easily, so it makes me sad when my junior worries alone.”

Fall again. Next time, I’ll do this inside the rink. And what goes inside you then won’t be a finger. Then, the fact that you fell will not even be news. So don’t worry, no matter what the result is, no one will say anything to you about falling from now on.

Incomprehensible words poured in endlessly. Because of sunbae’s finger stuck inside me, an even greater urge to cum than before welled up. Regardless of the situation, the desire to release surged.

“Ah, please…”

At my breathless plea, sunbae’s lips stretched wide into a grin.

“Hurry up and cum. I’ll eat it for you.”

Sunbae, who had let go of my crushed testicles, sucked on me so deeply that his cheeks hollowed. Gush, the climax was coming.

“Ah…t!”

I thought I was going to die.

My hips shot up like a person possessed by an evil spirit and then collapsed all at once. Sunbae, who had been relentlessly attached between my legs, finally wiped his mouth and raised his head. His lips were wet and glistening with a milky white substance. When his eyes met mine, he smiled and muttered.

“Right, push your butt out like this.”

Sunbae’s tongue licked the corner of my tear-filled eyes. It smelled slick and hot with semen. I lay limply, just panting. His large hands cupped my face. Two thumbs pressed on my cheeks, completely enveloping my jaw. I think his lips came closer…