16.
There are times when certain useless home appliances shine, like right now when Cheon Jaerim contacts me. He often calls the house phone, leaving his cell phone behind, but aside from times like this, the phone in the house lost its function long ago.
After a while, the phone bell rang noisily through the living room. I was just opening the lid of a canned ham, planning to eat dinner early. I picked up the phone still holding the yellow plastic lid. The business was simple. He said, ‘I might not be able to come home today.’ I just put the phone down without listening to the rest. Every time he reported this to me at home, it felt unpleasant. We aren’t in a relationship like a married couple bound by a hundred-year vow, reporting homecoming news, nor are we in a ticklish relationship reporting every detail of each other’s daily routines. That’s why every time Cheon Jaerim conveyed such words, I got goosebumps as if ants were crawling all over my body. However, the sound of ham sizzling in olive oil quickly turned my attention in another direction.
Cheon Jaerim’s notice that he wouldn’t come home today also meant I could sprawl out and sleep comfortably. Since I was living barely taking any medication, I made myself tired all day by cleaning and sweeping the house. Just today I’d cleaned even the dust between the bookshelves, so I had no energy.
Like before, whether or not Cheon Jaerim would appear in my dreams today was a gamble, but having such dreams alone was much more beneficial than having them with the real guy beside me.
After some time passed, the closed bedroom door opened. My eyes opened as if I’d been waiting. The reason I feared most between dreams and reality was the realism of the location. The overly realistic location provision transformed into the space where I exist. When I was hospitalized, he came in opening the hospital room door. Likewise, as soon as I came here, the space where the dream Cheon Jaerim revealed himself to me was right here. For this reason, I’d worried about not recognizing the difference between dream and reality and acting accordingly.
It’s no exaggeration to say that suppressed sexual desire is released in dreams. Like awakening, the desire that had been hidden until now erupted like a volcano. I couldn’t refuse the faint body of the approaching Cheon Jaerim and spread my legs. Sometimes I was naked, so there was no need to remove cumbersome clothes.
Among the body stuck to the bed like a picture frame hung on a nail, the freest thing was my mind soaking the dreamscape. Feeling the delicate touch tapping my body like playing thin harp strings, I spread my thighs wide and held them. Then Cheon Jaerim skillfully settled between them. I crossed my calves behind the back that fit in perfectly like a puzzle and hooked my feet. Then the dream Cheon Jaerim would curl his hands round and travel around my upper body, tickling my skin. With just one whisper of that hand gesture, I trembled like a vibrating toy mouse.
At some point, he too was naked. Even brief contact between our bodies was stimulating enough. The soft flesh struggled desperately not to separate like magnets.
My erect cock entered the hand ring Cheon Jaerim made. The cock squeezed into the thumb and index finger gripping around them were swollen as if about to burst. When the round hand-shaped ring went up and down, I naturally bucked my hips and urged the touch. It was a dream but not a dream. Because I felt like the me lying on the bed was actually bucking my hips too.
Hheut… Uht…. When moans leaked out uncontrollably, Cheon Jaerim rubbed his hot cock together with mine and moved his hips. When our things intertwined like taut noodle strands, breathing became even more ragged. The movement of skin rubbing between hot flesh heated to the limit was brilliant.
When I suddenly became aware in the consciousness that bloomed that I was guarding this house alone, I unknowingly opened my mouth and let out a loud moan. Even without looking objectively, I would look vulgar.
‘Hhaht… Uhk.’
‘Uuht… Huhk.’
The sounds uttered by two figures echoed. When the final spurt was drawn up and rubbed, I surrendered first to his cock, and just when I thought the skin’s epidermis stung, milky semen burst from Cheon Jaerim’s cock. On each other’s stomachs, semen whose owner was unknown was smeared all over. He dipped that semen on his fingers and put it in my mouth. I sucked it like licking salty cracker powder.
‘Is it sweet?’
‘Mm….’
This was just the preliminary battle. Imagining the dynamic movements to come, my eyes began to become clear like cats panting with raised backs. The cock made sticky from bodily fluids wrapped around whatever they caught. The dream Cheon Jaerim muttered.
‘Mine’s covered in both of ours. If I put it in like this and cum, will twins be born looking like one of us each?’
That damn twins talk!
Judging slightly in advance, the me and Cheon Jaerim in the dream have quite an affectionate relationship. Instead of resistance, crying, and violence, there’s anxiety, excitement, and lust. Even that sound was heard as sweet coaxing, so it’s all been seen.
Feeling the touch carrying the thickly smeared semen between my legs, I opened my eyes. I was suddenly pulled into reality. Looking at myself lying on the wide bed in an instant, acute reality shock rushed in.
That’s when it happened. The brown door opened like before and Cheon Jaerim entered. When I mumbled saying ‘You said you couldn’t come home today…’, I saw strange smoke rising around Cheon Jaerim. Squinting my eyes to look, it wasn’t Cheon Jaerim. It was in the dream. How could I tell? Because like the fog effect in Tales of Terror, bleak air was flowing around the naked Cheon Jaerim. The guy standing with arms crossed, looking at me lasciviously, was definitely the Cheon Jaerim in my secret.
There was no room for doubt. I was having a mysterious experience in my life. A dream within a dream. The guy who looked at me ardently and leaned against the doorway turned his back and disappeared into the darkness.
‘Where are you going!’
I threw off the blanket and followed. I threw the unnecessary pajama pants wrapping around my thighs far away. With only underwear feeling damp circumstances as the sole thing covering my lower body, I went outside to find Cheon Jaerim who’d disappeared at high speed. I could see well-shaped calves climbing the stairs. The pure white calves stepped on the last stair and disappeared upward before I could follow. Nearly tumbling forward, I hurriedly climbed the stairs.
It seemed like playing a new game. A smile formed on my lips. A hide-and-seek teasing strategy? When I finished climbing the stairs, Cheon Jaerim’s heels were heading toward the room with the attic. I quickly chased after. When I roughly opened the attic door, Cheon Jaerim sitting up on the slanted window frame was waiting for me. The face hidden by the full moon had its face erased like when we first met, taking the form of an egg ghost.
‘We still have things left to do…’
Nod nod. I bobbed my head. I rubbed my legs together and pulled down my top. I was embarrassed to look so blatantly.
‘I’m embarrassed….’
‘What should we do?’
‘You have to touch me. You were touching me then just left.’
‘I did that because I was bored.’
‘Me?’
My heart sank at being called boring.
‘No, always the same place.’
Did I think that room was boring? This is my dream, so it moves only according to my will. That room Cheon Jaerim said was boring must have come about because I thought it was boring.
‘So that’s why you came here.’
‘Yes. You followed well. Can you spread your legs this way and show me your ass?’
I hesitated for a moment. I’d never done such a blatant position, and no matter how much it was a dream, it was embarrassing.
‘I want to go in quickly. Show me your hole gaping.’
‘…Then just for a very short time.’
It’s a dream, so what does it matter? I bravely pulled my underwear down to my knees. When I lowered the deep blue-stained underwear at the front, sticky semen followed down. The semen stretching down was extremely obscene.
‘Ah….’
Cheon Jaerim admired seeing that. Embarrassment rose to the top of my head. But that emotion would quickly turn into pleasure. I turned around and spread my legs shoulder-width apart. Then I pressed against the wall and bent my waist ninety degrees.
‘You need to bend more for me to see well.’
‘Li, like this?’
‘….’
He was silent. Glancing back, the bright red eyes were looking at my back hole and wetting his lips with his tongue. Seeing that red tongue drooling, my toes naturally curled.
‘Should I put a finger in?’
‘Me…?’
The guy planted one hand behind his waist and gripped his cock. I realized what he wanted. If I were sane, it would be crazy, but this is a dream and only the illusory figure and I know this fact. I wanted to meet his expectations. I wanted to see semen spurting from that freshly dug sweet-potato-like thing because of me. With the sole intention of not disappointing, I slowly stretched my finger behind my butt. Was I originally this kind of taste?
‘Slowly put it in, slowly.’
Contrary to expectation, the hole was dry.
‘Uhk… It hurts, I can’t put it in.’
Giving up, I spit on my hand and brought it between my buttocks again.
‘Good boy.’
‘Hheut!’
Contrary to thinking there would be no pain since it’s a dream, penetrating the stiff hole was quite painful. How to reduce the pain was sufficiently learned through experience so far. I inserted my finger as far as the root and turned it around. Like Cheon Jaerim did to me, when I curved my fingertip small, scratched and came down, I felt a shivering point.
‘Aht, ahng! Uuuhng…!’
‘Feeling it alone… You’re a pervert.’
‘Ahng, uh, haht, hahh….’
When I pressed and moved that point, my thighs stuck together and my calves formed a triangle. Before I knew it, thin liquid dripped from my cock, darkening the floorboards. When I turned around and met eyes, the guy persistently watching me was also masturbating while looking at the hole eating my finger. Seeing that thick and hard thing like a wooden block, my throat began to burn.
‘Come forward, looking at me, sitting, uht, do it.’
‘Hahhh….’
At Cheon Jaerim’s request, I sat with my back against the wall. I raised my knees to both sides and positioned myself so between my legs was clearly visible. For the finger to go in and out of the hole smoothly, I had to sit sliding my waist a bit more. I took off the underwear hanging on my knees. Every time the finger went in and out, something like water came out from inside the hole. Because below was drenched, it was unclear whether it was water coming from the front or water coming from below. Due to excitement, I put my head against the wall and let out lascivious moans.
‘Haaht, uhhht… Hhp!’
‘Beg me to pound you.’
‘Uuhng, hht! Ah….’
‘Quickly.’
‘Pound meee, uhng, ah….’
Then the naked man sitting on the window frame approached. Solid thigh muscles moved and draped before my eyes. Power entered my waist tightly and the hole squeezed tight. Cheon Jaerim, who sat bending his knees in front of me, pulled my hand inserted inside like pulling a spring with a dreamy sweet voice.
‘Like this, hard, hard, you have to pound, to make, the person watching, anxious.’
‘Aht! Uhng! Ah! Ah! If you do that…!’
Cheon Jaerim grabbed my wrist, quickly pulled it out, and forcefully shoved it in. The hole squeezed and clenched my finger going back and forth roughly by another’s hand. A vividness completely different from the sensation of going in and out slowly because I was scared raised my spine. In the end, my cock that ejaculated again lost energy and drooped. Until then, Cheon Jaerim’s hand that grabbed and moved my wrist was unchanged. When I grabbed his wrist saying to stop now, his hand was turning white. The hand that brightened like light then dimmed climbed up the wrist, shoulder, neck, to the crown of the head and disappeared like an apparition. However, Cheon Jaerim’s voice still pulsed and hovered around.
A clear voice returned the dazed vision to normal.
“What are you doing alone?”
Cheon Jaerim opened the attic door and was staring intently at me.
It’s real, that’s real.
Tick-tock-tick-tock, cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo.
The cuckoo clock hanging on the wall cried three times and quickly hid itself.
