“What’s this? Ah…”
Belatedly, the paper attached below caught his eye. It had the phrase ‘Under Repair’ written on it.
He was screwed. This meant he had to use the bathroom on the complete opposite side or another floor. It was too much to go back to the lecture building bustling with people or go outside.
‘Or should I hide near the stairs and let it settle down?’
Jae-min let out a deep sigh and slowly turned around.
“Lim Jae-min?”
At the voice that came then, Jae-min felt goosebumps rising all over his body. He was so surprised that a scream didn’t even come out. Instead, he swallowed his breath wrong and coughed. Coughing, Jae-min raised his eyes.
“What are you doing?”
Hyun-woong stood right in front of him. He was in a perfectly neat outfit as if he’d never unbuttoned and stuck something on his chest.
“Uh…”
He was so surprised that his voice wouldn’t come out. Jae-min gaped like a fish. Hyun-woong stared at Jae-min with one eyebrow raised. Though he seemed to find it questionable that he was here, he didn’t seem to think he’d been peeping inside the classroom.
“Wh-what about you, why did you come to the research building?”
“Just. I had some business.”
Hyun-woong, who answered indifferently, lowered his gaze downward. Hyun-woong, who discovered something, twitched his eyebrows. Jae-min lowered his head following his gaze.
“What… were you doing something dirty with someone?”
His firmly risen center was caught. For an instant, Jae-min’s vision went white. But he was relieved by Hyun-woong’s obliviousness that he absolutely couldn’t think the reason for this was himself. Jae-min raised the corners of his mouth awkwardly and pointed at the bathroom with his thumb.
“Ah, I was going to drain it here but it’s broken…”
Hyun-woong glanced toward the bathroom. He seemed to be looking carefully at the paper that said ‘Under Repair.’ In the meantime, Jae-min lowered his bag to cover the front and moved his steps awkwardly. He intended to escape.
“Anyway, just pretend you didn’t see this kind of thing.”
“Go do it somewhere else?”
“I said pretend you didn’t see it.”
Even though Jae-min spoke as if grinding his teeth, Hyun-woong had no particular reaction. Moreover, he was still staring at the bathroom door. Jae-min, who scanned Hyun-woong’s really strange attitude, was about to leave to avoid him when he muttered quietly.
“If people can’t enter, isn’t it rather the optimal place?”
“What?”
“I’ll keep watch if you’re anxious.”
Hyun-woong passed by Jae-min toward the bathroom, then ripped off the box tape blocking the door. He stuck the torn tape on the wall. And he even kindly opened the door wide toward Jae-min.
“You’re not going to walk around like that. It’s too noticeable.”
Jae-min, made absurd by his tremendous initiative, let out a hollow laugh. But as Hyun-woong said, he couldn’t waddle out in this state. He had to let it settle down, whether by taking time or really draining it.
“Since when were you so meddlesome?”
Though he asked in a confrontational tone, Hyun-woong didn’t bat an eyelash. He couldn’t understand his intention at all, but Jae-min first entered the bathroom and closed the door.
Being a small bathroom in the corner of the research building, there were only two stalls. One was a cleaning supply closet, and only the other stall had a toilet. Since no one came anyway and it was creepy since it was broken, Jae-min didn’t enter the stall.
He undid his pants buckle and lowered the zipper. To think he’d do this kind of thing in a school bathroom, and in front of the sink at that. Though he’d come in on the spur of the moment because Hyun-woong opened the door, even thinking about it himself, it was an absurd situation.
‘I need to finish quickly and get out.’
Jae-min gripped his stiffly erect cock and paused for a moment. His appearance was reflected in the mirror. Today Jae-min had calmly lowered his bangs and wore dark-colored clothing. Perhaps because of that, he looked particularly pale and young.
Unlike his pretty and youthful face, the contrast with his cock erect to a threatening degree was extreme. Even to his own eyes, his image was split between top and bottom. Though this was his strong point.
Tsk, clicking his tongue, Jae-min soon began rubbing his cock. With Hyun-woong standing firm outside and someone possibly coming to fix the bathroom, he had to finish quickly.
He closed his eyes tightly to have lewd fantasies. But the more he tried to recall stimulating scenes, the only thing that was vividly drawn was one thing.
Kang Hyun-woong gathering his large chest soaked wet with milk with all his might. And Lim Jae-min inserting his cock into his chest valley and rubbing.
Jae-min, who had been gripping and shaking his cock with one hand, brought his other hand. He gathered both hands in front of the cock. Then he put his cock between his hands and began thrusting his pelvis up. He shook his waist imagining it was between tautly swollen breasts.
“Ugh, fuck…”
But whether because of the situation or because his hand’s stimulation was weak, there was no sign of reaching climax. It was when Jae-min muttered a short curse.
“Not working well?”
“Huk.”
Suddenly, a voice came from beyond the bathroom door. Since he was masturbating while thinking of Hyun-woong’s chest, Jae-min flinched more than necessary.
“Wh-why are you talking when you’re not even going to help, damn it…”
He spoke even more gruffly because he was startled. Jae-min wiped the sweat forming on his forehead with the back of his hand. It was when he muttered to himself that he was grateful for keeping watch but would rather he just leave.
“Should I help?”
A low voice came. At the quiet tone, goosebumps rose on the back of Jae-min’s neck. While Jae-min paused, Hyun-woong spoke once more.
“I’ll help if you need it.”
Jae-min wondered if the place he was in right now wasn’t the real world but a dream. There’s no way Hyun-woong—blunt, sexually plain, and not even close friends with Jae-min—would make such a suggestion. It felt like the ground beneath his feet was floating.
“…Yeah.”
Wondering if it was really a dream, Jae-min responded in an uncertain state. But with a bang, the bathroom door opened.
Hyun-woong, who strode in and closed the door behind him—Jae-min gaped at him with his mouth hanging open.
“For real? What are you going to do?”
Though Jae-min asked in shock, Hyun-woong silently approached and stood in front of Jae-min. Though he might frown seeing the stiffly erect cock, Hyun-woong just stared down at it.
“Shake your cock?”
“You said to help.”
“…Isn’t this guy crazy?”
“You’re still hard too, so you’re not much better…”
Hyun-woong responded calmly and smoothly extended his hand. Seeing the large hand approaching his cock, Jae-min made a “huk” sound.
“Look at how big your hand is. I’m scared you might break it while pretending to help.”
“Would a cock break that easily?”
Hyun-woong asked back as if absurd, so Jae-min furrowed his brow instead.
Actually, at first he’d thought Hyun-woong hated him. If it had been the Jae-min from back then, he would have suspected Hyun-woong of having ulterior motives in this situation and run away immediately. He’d appeared as Yun-ji’s new boyfriend, and grimaced at even the slightest touch.
But dating Yun-ji was a lie, and his aversion to touch was because he was in pain from milk congestion. Everything had been deception and misunderstanding.
However, even now that he knew the truth he hadn’t known, he still couldn’t understand Hyun-woong’s true feelings at all. Jae-min, who had been sending an uneasy gaze, cleared his throat.
“Don’t break it. If it breaks, you’re responsible for fixing it.”
“…What if it’s better than expected?”
“What are you talking about? If it’s good, what?”
“What if it feels unexpectedly good?”
“Why are you asking something like this? Well, I’d thank you for helping.”
When Jae-min responded with a baffled expression, Hyun-woong kept his mouth tightly shut and silently placed his hand on Jae-min’s cock shaft.
“Ngh…”
His rough fingertips trembled finely. Because of that trembling, the contact felt even more ticklish. As if handling a delicate instrument, Hyun-woong, who had been hesitantly tracing down the cock with just his fingertips, at some point gripped the cock.
While his past lovers couldn’t grip Jae-min’s cock with one hand, seeing Hyun-woong wrap around the thick cock with one hand, Jae-min laughed shortly. At the sound of laughter, Hyun-woong raised his head. Jae-min asked nonchalantly.
“Is it bigger than yours?”
“I think so.”
“You have a strong stomach.”
He’d said it sincerely, but it came out sarcastically. Hyun-woong twitched his eyebrows, then slowly began moving his hand up and down. Jae-min secretly swallowed. It was rougher and hotter than his own hand so the stimulation was intense, plus right in front of his eyes was Hyun-woong’s chest that he’d been eagerly imagining until just minutes ago.
