OLP 9

“Yes…”

“Really?”

“Pardon?”

“No take-backs.”

“Yes…”

“Don’t hang out with that bastard. Don’t even go near him.”

“Okay.”

“Good.”

Just like that, sunbae lifted his head and kissed me.

I have no idea how I got back to the dormitory in one piece. Seonho and another junior, who were watching television again, said something, but I couldn’t hear them at all.

“He says he’s tired from the test. We’re going to get some rest.”

Sunbae, practically supporting and holding me, crossed the threshold of our room, and I was dragged in along with him. We collapsed onto the bed just like that. He swept my bangs up, took off my clothes, and kissed me again. His thick lips and hot tongue warmed my body temperature and pushed a deep sensation into my mouth. He was in such a hurry that I didn’t even have a chance to tell him it was my first kiss.

“Umm…”

Only when my face was about to turn red did sunbae pull his lips away. He looks down at my body, stripped bare except for my underwear, and licks his lips.

“I want to lick you clean.”

My thought that he was a little crazy was no illusion. Sunbae whispered, his usually clear eyes now hazy and unfocused.

“Lee Yeojun. If I can be with you right now… I’d be fine even if I fell in the 500-meter. I’m serious.”

Because even if you fall, I’ll win anyway. He mutters nonsensical things as he lowers his face. My earlobe is sucked on, and my lips are literally devoured. We struggled to tangle our erections, still inside our underwear, and when that didn’t work, we intertwined our tongues instead.

“Ngh…”

A moan escaped from one of us, I don’t know who, and at some point, sunbae climbed on top of me and licked my chin. The muscles pressing against me from every angle were stimulating. The body of an athlete, without an ounce of fat. Even the scar on his cheek, visible through my blurred vision, and his body scent excited me. I touched his shoulder, then swept my hand down his back, and when my hand roamed freely, sunbae grabbed it and made me touch the tip of his penis, which was poking out from his underwear.

“This is because of you!”

Sunbae suddenly got angry.

“If you leave it alone, it won’t go down until tomorrow evening. I’ll end up competing while I’m hard. Everyone will see it. Then I’ll say it’s your fault. That it wouldn’t go down because I wanted to stick it in that ass that’s been swaying back and forth in front of me all this time.”

“That’s ridiculous…”

“It’s not. I’ll have my hand in your ass before the race is even over… I’ll go down as the first national athlete to pounce on a fellow player in the middle of a competition.”

While spouting utter nonsense, he moves my hand to pull down his underwear. Something strange popped out. Seeing my eyes widen, sunbae laughs. Then he places his penis in my hand and makes me rub it. My hand wasn’t big enough.

Even though he had often walked around naked in front of me, I had never gotten a proper look at sunbae’s penis; it wasn’t human. So much so that I thought making a person like this wear a tight leotard was a form of abuse. The moment I grabbed it, it immediately grew bigger and bigger, startling me so much that I snatched my hand away. As I flinched and pulled my body back, he stripped off my underwear instead. My thighs were lifted, just like yesterday. Sunbae checked the red marks he himself had left just the day before and laughed against my inner flesh.

“They’re still there?”

As he said that, he pecked my nipple with a kiss. His soft lips pressed down hard on the bud. ‘Ugh!’ I immediately let out a moan, then covered my mouth with my hand, conscious of the people outside. What did I say on the day I moved into the athletes’ village? Didn’t I ask how they could do that while sharing a room with three other people? And now here I was, for the second day in a row, with my roommates just outside, playing around more explicitly than anyone. They must think I’m sleeping… They probably thought I was being scolded yesterday, too. To be doing this just a single door away.

Whether I was concerned or not, sunbae’s hand, which was kneading my penis, was relentless. He pushed away my hand as I tried to pull the blanket over to cover myself, and instead of hesitating at my urgent pleas of ‘Outside, outside…’ he acted as if he could finally rub as much as he wanted, grabbing both our erections together, stroking them up, then putting them between our abs and grinding them. Between the crevice of our pressed-together lower abdomens, the two fully erect pieces of flesh became slick and wet. The movement was blatant.

Ignoring my whimpering, sunbae whispered.

“You have a new jinx now. Because I sucked you yesterday and you did well today… from now on, if you want to win a medal, I have to suck you off.”

When I pushed his face away at his ridiculous words, he pressed his lips against mine instead. He devoured all my words into his mouth, making it impossible to resist, and pressed his lower abdomen down as if to make my penis burst. I don’t know how many times we’ve kissed today. Only after every nook and cranny of my mouth had been thoroughly explored did our entangled tongues separate.

“If you don’t want to.”

His voice, pretending to be generous, was cracked.

“Let’s make it my jinx. I think I need to suck you to win a medal.”

“That’s… Nngh, ridicu…”

“So hurry up and spread your legs. You should be a junior who looks out for his sunbae.”

I’m going to fuck you until you cum your pants. With that declaration, he thrust inside in one go. My body was flipped over, changing my position. My ass was lifted, and I was on all fours like a mating animal. Before I could even be startled by my buttocks being exposed to the cool air, two fingers were shoved into my backside at once. Ah! My waist trembled violently and sank down. With only my ass, where the fingers were stuck, forcibly lifted, I looked back and pleaded.

“Seonho… Ah, Seonho’s out there!”

Even as I spoke, more fingers were being added. That damn Song Seonho. Muttering that, he thrust and churned inside me as he pleased. A pleasure that made me wonder what this was ran down my spine. Flustered, my face turned bright red. Sweat beaded on my spine and dripped down, and sunbae licked it off. Licking, he spoke against my skin.

“Perfect. Let’s show Song Seonho when he comes in.”

“Ah… Nngh!”

“That bastard’s been getting on my nerves anyway.”

Ah, ah… I couldn’t resist and just shook my head. A brief glimpse of sunbae’s eyes showed they were blazing. He was enjoying the sight of me squirming in embarrassment. He stared intently, as if not to miss a single moment, observing every detail. Desire was vivid in his gaze. Sunbae’s hand, now slick with the precum and sweat that had been steadily flowing, grabbed my buttocks. He spread my flesh with all his might and slapped it, making a smacking sound, as he got into position. The flow was intense and urgent. The speed was so fast I couldn’t keep up.

A thick piece of flesh was rubbed against my entrance, which was being forced to open and close repeatedly. A head the size of a kitten’s moved up and down, smearing bodily fluids onto the wrinkles. His attempt to shove it in all at once was in vain, as it didn’t go in easily, so it roamed the entrance, rubbing slowly. Sunbae grabbed and held down my body, which was unconsciously trying to get away. His palm, usually so clean, was sticky with moisture.

You’re going too fast… At my tearful words, sunbae planted a peck on my waist.

“Sorry. But I’ve really wanted to do this.”

The bodily fluids and sweat on those lips and hands were all mine.

“…What… pardon?”

“Hmm? I said I wanted to fuck you like a dog.”

I held back for half a year, what do you expect? At the same time, sunbae’s member, which had been biding its time, pushed its way through the narrow opening.

I was pierced.

“Huk.”

I held my breath at the feeling that his penis was going to pop out of my throat. My thighs were trembling uncontrollably. I could feel my entire inner walls being pushed aside by an unimaginable size. The hard piece of flesh awakened sensations in parts I didn’t even know I had, completely occupying the inside of my body. I could vividly feel my mucous membranes being dragged along by the penis asserting its territory.

“Ah… Aack.”

Sunbae’s hips trembled at the pained groan I let out, like someone on their deathbed. Even such small vibrations were felt throughout our connected bodies. My body temperature felt like it wasn’t just rising, but about to explode. Thrust. Just like that, sunbae thrust his hips once. After confirming that I could move, albeit with difficulty, he immediately went Thrust, thrust, thrust… I couldn’t hold on any longer and let out a scream. I cried out in agony.

“Ah, ngt, ugh… It hurts…! Hyung…!”

“Nngh… Lies… You came the moment I put it in.”

Indeed, as he said, my lower abdomen was wet. I had cum but the pleasure was so sustained that I hadn’t realized it at all. Sunbae caressed my lower abdomen and, as if to show me, held up his palm, glistening with a milky wetness. The moment I saw it, my limbs twitched. It seemed to have stimulated sunbae as well, as he groaned, Ugh, then suddenly started moving his hips like a man possessed. The insertions became deeper and faster. Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack… The sound of his swollen testicles slapping against my buttocks echoed violently in the room. I was pinned down, panting, unable to keep up with the rhythm. My pleas were buried under the creaking sound of the bed.

“Haah, ngt! Unngh!”

“You really need to be punished. To think you saw me as that kind of lunatic.”

“Ah… Unnh…! Ah, ah! Ah!”

Even if I twisted my waist and crawled forward, the sunbae on top of me didn’t budge. Something hot soaked the crack of my ass, my thighs, and dripped onto the sheets. I hadn’t even touched my front, but my member became erect again. Dangling and swaying, it hit and rubbed against my lower abdomen every time sunbae churned inside me. The organ I had always used to bring myself to arousal was now useless, as I came and got hard only from my rear.

It’s too much… Tears burst out as I couldn’t stand the forced pleasure. As if aroused by the sight of me crying my eyes out, sunbae’s penis swelled even more. The pounding sound grew more intense. Thrust, thrust, thrust…Creak, creak…Squelch, squelch… By now, anyone could tell what we were doing just from the sounds. It was when my body felt like it was about to be torn apart and I couldn’t take any more. Having pushed deep inside, sunbae suddenly stiffened his hips. If the bed hadn’t collapsed, he would have cum right then and there.

If the bed hadn’t collapsed.

“…Ah!”

The inserted penis scraped roughly against my inner walls and pulled out. Half of my body sank, and I fell off the bed as if collapsing. In the process, the only reason I wasn’t hurt was because sunbae had wrapped his body around mine to protect me. Lying in a heap on the floor, I stared at sunbae, not knowing what to do. Above my head, I saw the bed, one side of it severely tilted.

Did it break…? But sunbae, as if he couldn’t care less about such things, showed no surprise or anything, his eyes just crazed with desire. Annoyed that his penis had suddenly slipped out, sunbae got up. His member, which sprang up against his stomach, was glistening with bodily fluids. As if proving it had just been inside another person’s body, its veins bulged, looking like it would burst. Sunbae grabbed the shoulders of my prone body and turned me onto my side, then immediately thrust back in.

“Ah, ngt!”

I was pierced again without a moment to collect myself. Now, we were lying down facing the door directly. It was a position where if someone opened the door and came in, the first things they would see would be my own erect and swaying member, and sunbae’s penis entering and exiting from between my buttocks.

“Nngh, hyung…!”

The bed, a mess with one side caved in, clothes scattered everywhere, me covered in bodily fluids. And sunbae, clinging to my back, fucking me with clenched teeth. A puddle of bodily fluid pooled on the floor. Sunbae’s lips slid across my sweat-slicked skin. He reached forward to pinch my nipple and grope my stomach, burying his penis to the very end.

As if angered by being interrupted at his peak, he ravaged me fiercely. My breath hitched and I parted my lips, and a finger entered my mouth. With his other fingers, sunbae grabbed my chin and made me look straight at the door. Thrust… I unconsciously wrapped my arms around my stomach and bent my waist. It felt like it was going to tear through my stomach and burst out.

“Lift your head. We have to show Song Seonho when he comes in.”

He says that as he lifts my thigh. Bodily fluids splattered here and there on my spread legs.

“No, instead of that… Nngh, should we just call him in?”

Dumbfounded, I shook my head, and he threatened me by nibbling on my earlobe. Why, didn’t you keep talking about Song Seonho because you wanted to show him?

“No, huuk, when did I…”

“You did. Several times while you were with me. This is for the best. Let’s show him while we’re at it.”

He put his hands under my armpits to lift me up, and I resisted with my whole body. But in terms of strength, there was no way I could beat sunbae. My upper body was lifted halfway into the air.

“Ah, no… Hyung…”

My entire body tensed up, causing my inner walls to contract. My words of refusal came out as a blurry mumble. While only groans of Ugh, ugh rose in my throat, sunbae began to push in urgently. ‘So you won’t talk about Song Seonho anymore?’ I managed to just nod, and he pounded me so hard my butt hurt, pouring words into my ear.

“You’re not interested enough in me.”

“That’s not… Ah…!”

“Look at me. Look at me. I’m the best, so just look at me.”

“Haah, ungh, ah, I, please…!”

“I’ll be good just to make you look only at me. I’ll be good, so please, don’t take your eyes off me and just look at me.”

“Aah…!”

“…Nngh!”

Our sweat-slick bodies rubbed against each other as close as they could possibly get. I felt him pour out hotly inside me and let my body go limp. Sunbae grabbed my chin, turned my head, and kissed my eyes. Sunbae spoke. He toyed with my nipple with his fingers, gently teasing me.

“…Now that the urgent fire is out, let’s try being gentle. We have your bed, too… I want to try sucking you here.”

But I can’t do any more… I didn’t even have the strength to speak and just shook my head. It was only after waking up the next day that I realized I had passed out right then.

My skin itched, like when I’d washed my face with bad water. As if soon, red, hard pimples would form around my chin, and yellow pus would fill them, and they’d be so big they’d hurt if I pressed them. But that wasn’t the truth. It was just that my face was stinging and sore from rubbing it against sunbae’s rough palms so much. Other parts of him were soft, but only his palms were calloused. It was because of the calluses he got from his strength training.

His feet were even worse. Even though he wore socks and skates, yellow calluses were plastered all over his ankles and the soles of his feet. And for the past few nights, those feet had been stepping on my penis. Stepping, rubbing, and grinding. It hurt so much that tears welled up. It was his revenge for me falling asleep on him on our first night.

“Aigoo…”

A pained groan escaped me on its own. Today, three days before the closing ceremony of the Olympics, we were preparing for the Victory Ceremony at the Medals Plaza. It was thanks to the men’s 500-meter and 5,000-meter relay finals that took place yesterday. We won gold in the relay, and in the 500-meter, sunbae, Seonho, and I amicably won gold, silver, and bronze, respectively. Not to mention the 1,000-meter. Adding the performance of the women’s team, which was strong to begin with, we had achieved more than what our coach had aimed for. Medal Hunters. Touch us and you die.—It was cheesy, but that phrase came about because the Canadian who tripped me in the 1,500-meter got disqualified in every race after that.—That was the nickname the media gave to the short track national team this time around.

To fall down when I was nervous and trying to manage my condition, but then win medals when I was doing naughty things every night without a care for the consequences. My own body was a mystery to me. Maybe it was because my excessive tension had been released… and my skills had improved thanks to sunbae.

Though sunbae, the very person most responsible for improving my skills, was focused only on squeezing semen out of my body.

The past few days had been consistently proving that all the thoughts I had about sunbae were wrong. Sunbae had a cool appearance and was a tidy, handsome man who could even seem innocent at a glance, but in reality, he was a little crazy. He was selfish, only thought of himself, and his stubbornness and jealousy were beyond words. On top of that, he was a pervert. He proved with his actions every night—and sometimes during the day—that his claim of holding back for six months while keeping me by his side was not a lie. To the point where I worried the ice rink would melt from the heat he radiated.

As for me, physical pain aside, I was dying of worry about the broken bed.

Every time I tied the laces of my skates, it felt like my butt was going to split in half. The unspeakable place that had been forcibly spread apart seemed to have hardened in that spread-open position. The coaches would glare at us if we even brushed past athletes from other countries and checked the number of condoms we were given every evening, but they probably never imagined we’d be getting into trouble amongst ourselves in a locked room. Besides, there was no need to check the number of condoms. Not a single one had been used.

By the way, what should I really do about the bed…

Compared to the anguish I felt just a few days ago, worrying about whether I could win a medal or not, whether I was sinning against the nation or not, this was a very happy concern. I won a medal and even got an unexpected reward. I’m a bit calmer about it now, but when I first won the medal, I cried my eyes out. Internet news articles ran with headlines like ‘Lee Yeojun’s Tears of Joy for Military Exemption,’ but it wasn’t like that. I cried from a combination of pride in being rewarded for all my hard work and heartache, and relief that I had made up for my mistakes and met expectations.

What was it like… I cried so much that even sunbae was flustered. Don’t cry. It makes me want to pounce on you. He soothed me with such nonsense, then wiped my cheeks with the sleeve of his uniform and kissed my wet eyes and cheeks. He draped the national flag over me and told me to wave to the cheering crowd. I sniffled and did as sunbae told me.

I didn’t know at the time. I had no idea that the scene of sunbae kissing my cheek, telling me to wave, and me following his instructions was all being captured on camera.

‘[Photo] Nam Jihoon’s Avatar, Lee Yeojun’ That’s the kind of title it got… I was so embarrassed that I even thought, ‘Is this the price of becoming a medalist?’ I figured that since I had paid the price, there would be no more difficult mountains to climb.

But there was one last hurdle I had to overcome, and that was the interview.

Reporters swarmed us as we came down after having the medals placed around our necks, listening to the national anthem, and taking photos. In the case of the 500-meter, since the gold, silver, and bronze medalists were all Korean athletes, there were only Korean reporters. There were reporters I had seen at the Jincheon Media Day, the reporter who had asked me sharp questions on the day I fell in the 1,500-meter, and the reporter who had cried while asking questions just yesterday when the relay medal was confirmed. The questions about the competition were all asked yesterday, so all that was left were questions asking for our final thoughts. After today’s schedule, all the competitions for the men’s short track national team were finished.

We each shared our thoughts in order, and finally, it was my turn. Before opening my mouth, I looked at sunbae standing next to me. He was looking at me seriously and smiling, as if he would accept whatever I said. I smiled back and looked at the camera. There was something I absolutely wanted to say, something I had prepared because I wanted to leave it on record in front of everyone.

Words of gratitude for bringing me to this place.

“It’s a bit funny to compare our sport to another, but I thought what we did was like an ultramarathon. The kind where the goal is completion rather than rank, and companionship rather than competition. Running together for a long time, pulling each other along, giving each other a push… Our team, and especially Nam Jihoon sunbae, was the person who helped me up when I was exhausted and about to collapse, and shared his water and snacks with me.”

Words of thanks for holding my hand, when I might have been left behind, and helping me cross the finish line.

If I had known that those words would make sunbae smile so brightly, I would have said them sooner.

At the rare sight of Nam Jihoon’s smile, camera flashes went off. Without knowing why, Seonho let out a cheer. The reporters watching also cheered pleasantly. The head coach and the coaching staff did the same. Filled with happiness along with them, I touched the medal hanging around my neck. Some might call it ‘just a bronze medal,’ but to me, it is a precious medal I wouldn’t trade for a mountain of gold. The Olympic medal, which I touched for the first time, was heavier than I had thought. As if all the sweat and tears shed by countless athletes over the years had melted into this one medal.

The lights were exceptionally bright and the cheers were exceptionally loud. Our home ground. People waved at us as we walked out with the medals around our necks. Sunbae, who was walking ahead, reached the exit and looked back. The bright lights of the Medals Plaza poured down over sunbae’s hair. As my eyes met with sunbae’s, who was smiling with the flag-waving crowd in the background, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

The day I stood on the stage of my dreams, doing what I love with the person I love. I will never forget this moment, this time, until the day I die.

People often use the expression ‘like a movie’ for miraculous events, but reality is always more than a movie. If it weren’t, why would movies based on true stories be made? I can guarantee it. No matter what movie I watch or what experiences I have in the future, it will never be more like a movie than this person standing in front of me now, or the blood and sweat we will shed together from now on.

Nam Jihoon.

The unprecedented sports star who swept the medals in two Olympic Games. The young man wearing the laurel crown who will hold the throne of the king for the time being.

Lee Yeojun.

A rookie Olympian who values participation more than victory and believes that effort is more important than success.

Our united passion was just beginning.