A cold hand grabbed his erect penis. Euijae's body flinched.
"Ah, come on, Sayoung, ah, aah!"
He rubbed his forehead against the pillow, curling his toes. From behind, a low voice mixed with laughter and excitement poured out.
"Aha, Hyung, you're so sensitive...."
Goosebumps rose. Even Lee Sayoung's voice was coming to him as pleasure. Was his body broken? The movement of the fingers probing his rear and the hand gripping his penis stopped. His body twitched as if anticipating the pleasure to come. A sense of tension that it might not start again, and,
Anticipation.
The moment he took a small breath, his thumb roughly rubbed his glans as if waiting. Euijae's back arched sharply.
"Ah, aah! Haa!"
"Haha... cute, were you looking forward to it?"
From behind, his fingers began to move again. Each time his fingertips reached the peak, the thickly melted gel splattered everywhere.
"Aah! This, strange, ah! Crazy, ugh!"
Curses and moans mixed and spewed out. Stars flickered before his eyes. The thought of trying to hold back his moans, the thought of not wanting to show a shameful sight, all melted away under the pleasure. Ah, euung! Aah! Euijae gasped, burying his face in the pillow.
"Sayoung, ah, I'm going..!"
As he called his name, his hand moved a little faster. The gel splattered wildly with the movement of the fingers going in and out. The squelching sound was obscene. He felt like he was going crazy from the pleasure felt simultaneously in the front and back. His eyes welled up.
"I'm gonna, come, heu-geut...!"
"Euung.... Go ahead."
A gentle voice whispered. At the same time, his thumb rubbed his glans as if crushing it, and his prostate was strongly pressed. Euijae's back arched sharply.
"Ah, ah! Haaah!"
With a long moan, a cloudy stream of semen burst from his penis. The semen didn't stop with just one burst, but gushed out several times, covering the black hand. His body convulsed. Saliva dripped from his open mouth.
"Ah, ah...."
"Hooh...."
Sayoung breathed out lowly, looking at his hand soaked with Euijae's semen. Even the black fingertips were wet with the cloudy fluid.
Sayoung licked the thumb smeared with semen. He couldn't taste it, but he was satisfied just by the fact that it was Euijae's.
He lowered his head and kissed the gray hair.
"Hyung."
"Heu-eut, eu...."
No answer came back. Cha Euijae had not yet escaped the afterglow of the ejaculation. His inner walls tightened as if to devour his fingers. Sayoung looked down at the twitching body. Under the rolled-up white t-shirt, the shoulder blades and back, waist, and hips where firm, toned muscles were firmly in place. The sight of his whole body flushed red and trembling,
'..So hot.'
He lowered his head and kissed along his spine. His wet body twitched each time his lips touched.
"..Did it feel good, Hyung?"
He caressed and massaged his trembling thighs. Cha Euijae's thighs were firm and supple. Deliberately pretending to wipe off the gel, he rubbed the perineum and the inner flesh of his thighs, and with a gasp, his back arched again.
"You came a lot."
"...Be quiet."
Only after a long time did a rough answer come back. Sayoung chuckled softly. And he gently stroked Euijae's back.
The trembling of his body subsided, but Euijae didn't seem to want to lift his head. He lay flat on the bed, burying his face in the pillow he had torn. The surroundings were a mess with the protruding pillow stuffing. The ear and the nape of his neck, revealed through the gray hair, were also bright red.
"I should buy extra pillows. Every time we do it like this.... If you're going to tear the pillow."
...Shut up."
"Mhm, I understand."
He carefully pulled his fingers out from behind. Only then did Euijae's body slump. Sayoung wiped his hands on a towel and said leisurely.
"I heard it usually takes time to feel pleasure in the back. Hyung felt it right away."
"..."
"Is he good at everything he does with his body..."
This time, a kick came back instead of an answer. Sayoung leisurely avoided the weak kick, grabbed his ankle, and kissed the sole of his foot. Only then did Euijae abruptly raise his upper body.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
His eyelashes and eyes were moist. Whether the pleasure was too intense or something. His face was also flushed red, just cute and sexy.
Enough to want to torment him again right away.
Of course, Sayoung kept his mouth shut because a brawl would break out if he uttered these words out loud. Instead, he sat close, hugged his waist, and pushed the face that Euljae liked in front of him.
"Because Hyung wasn't looking at my face."
"..."
"I wondered if you didn't like it... Did you not like it? Did I hurt you.."
As he muttered in a deliberately sulky voice, he caught a glimpse of Euijae mouthing a curse. Soon he rubbed the back of his neck and turned his head the other way. It was what he did whenever he was embarrassed or awkward. Sayoung stared silently at his flushed face.
Euijae muttered as if grumbling.
"No, well... It's not that I didn't like it. It didn't hurt either..."
"Then?"
"Aish, embarrassingly..."
Euijae ruffled his hair roughly and replied.
"...You saw me come."
"Mhm.... You came a lot more than usual."
"Please, Sayoung-ah. Could you please not say everything one by one..."
Cha Euijae groaned and covered his face with both hands.
"Do you want to see me die of embarrassment? Huh? Are you doing it on purpose?"
Regardless, Sayoung's mood was the best. He had overlapped bodies several times, but this was the first time he had been so excited.
He excluded his own throbbing erection from his interests. All his attention was solely focused on the Hyung who was clinging to him and reaching his climax in his hands. He wanted to see more. He wanted to know more. All of his appearances. What kind of voice he makes, what kind of expression he makes. Everything, even the trivial things.
Sayoung wrapped his hands around Euijae's wrists, which were covering his face, and whispered.
"Can we, do it again next time?"
"..."
"I want to feel good, me. With Hyung."
His voice, whispering like a spoiled child, loosened his strength a little. Sayoung didn't miss the gap and pulled his wrist slightly. A bright red face was visible through the gap in his hands. Soon, the gray head nodded very slightly. Sayoung laughed lowly and kissed the lips revealed through the gap in his hands. It was a kiss that exchanged breaths affectionately.
With a final smack, his lips parted. Euijae sighed.
"..I'm thirsty. Some water."
"Mhm. I understand."
"It's sticky. I'm going to wash."
Sayoung nodded obediently. Euijae paused for a moment, moving his lips, then added.
"..Let's, wash together."
It was a small voice, but Sayoung heard it clearly. Sayoung stopped breathing and slowly swallowed. The sound of swallowing, gulp, rang clearly in the quiet bedroom.
Instead of answering, he wrapped his arms around Euijae's thighs and waist and stood up.
Cha Euijae, who was held in his arms, was covering his eyes with one hand. It was the so-called 'I don't want to see' pose.
* * *
A few days later.
Click, click, the lighter sparked a flame after several attempts. Euliae lit a cigarette, took a deep dras, and exhaled. The cloudy cigarette smoke fluttered and scattered into the air.
"Haa...."
There was a reason why he squatted in the alley and put the cigarette he had quit in his mouth. It was because he needed time for deep self-reflection. Euijae stared blankly at the clear sky, where there were neither black holes nor white holes.
'Yeah...'
There is still more truth on the internet....
Being stimulated by the prostate or whatever, felt good. Not just good, but damn good. Is it okay to like it this much? Isn't this a bit dangerous? That's what he thought. He didn't know if Lee Sayoung's skills were good or if Cha Euijae's body was sensitive. Maybe it's both.
He didn't just obediently shower when he went to wash. The unscrupulous Lee Sayoung used the excuse of washing him to push his fingers into his rear, and Euljae clung to Sayoung, scratching near his shoulder blades and ejaculating. Scratches were left, but he liked it even more.
'Damn it, Sayoung-ah. You can't call me a pervert...
He did it two more times after that. Once they touched each other's penises, and once he leaned against the sink with that heinous thing between his thighs.
'Squeeze your thighs a little...
The sensation of that heinous thing moving between his legs was, surprisingly....
'But why did I really like that?'
He was excited.
The rough breaths pouring from behind and the low voice calling him. The two hands firmly gripping his waist and the penis forcing its way between the tender flesh between his thighs. Euijae stared blankly at the corner of the wall.
Do I love that bastard so much that I've reached the point where I just like everything about Lee Sayoung? Seeing that I sometimes want to hit him because he's annoying, I don't think it's that far yet.
'Well...
Euijae rested his chin, shaking the cigarette ash into the empty can ashtray.
'Wouldn't it be okay to try it a couple more times.? He likes it and I like it?'
His psychological barrier had been shattered long ago.