17.
Cheon Jaerim looked at me with excited eyes as I sat languidly with my back against the wall. Only when Cheon Jaerim opened his mouth did I realize my index finger was still inside the hole. In the quiet attic where the cuckoo had cried and left, a squelching sound was heard as the finger slipped out. My blood ran cold. It wasn’t a dream—I’d seen an illusion. All the words and actions I’d been muttering toward empty air just moments ago came to mind. I could only hope Cheon Jaerim hadn’t witnessed that sight. But…
“Who were you begging to pound you like that?”
Cheon Jaerim seemed to have heard everything. He’d been careful because he thought I was hurt through sexual relations and would never want such things again. But now? After seeing me like this? Cheon Jaerim, who saw me poking my rear as if I’d been waiting in the empty house, had an expression like he’d been hit in the back of the head. What he’d do from now on was as clear as drawing a picture on white paper.
I reached out to pick up the underwear two steps ahead, but Cheon Jaerim was a step faster. Standing in front of me, he pushed my clothes toward the window with his toes. Giving up on retrieving the things that flew away with a swoosh. Wearing only the pajama shirt, I slowly stood up pressing against the wall. My legs were trembling. Cheon Jaerim lowered his eyes to where I’d been sitting. The sharp eyes with inner double eyelids looked down, then soon curved into half-moons.
“Wow, look at the wet floor…”
Cheon Jaerim’s admiration and my sigh. The secret I didn’t want revealed was discovered by the worst person. Moreover, the partner in the wet dream was the same person.
“…”
“If I’d known this would happen, I should’ve just fucked you from the start, right?”
Cheon Jaerim’s voice was agitated.
“I wasted time unnecessarily without even knowing that.”
“…”
“Ah, I’m sorry. How clueless was I?”
Cheon Jaerim spoke as if for me to hear. We went down the stairs roughly enough to make crashing sounds. I couldn’t keep up with Cheon Jaerim’s pace. I almost rolled. A firm hand came to my swaying side. Before I knew it, we’d reached the yard. The grass being stepped on was moist, as if it had rained at dawn. The place Cheon Jaerim headed was the car parked on one side. The heavily tinted windows shone blackly in the deep dawn.
“I changed cars because I fucking wanted to have car sex.”
“…”
“Anal sex must be addictive too. Once you get a taste, you keep thinking about it, right?”
Cheon Jaerim was grinning like someone who’d encountered a festive day. He transformed back to his old street thug-like appearance. Cheon Jaerim threw open the back door. He waited for me to enter like an escorting gentleman. A chilly wind blew. In the passing wind, the pajama shirt lifted up, exposing the lower body that had been covered. Cheon Jaerim’s pupils naturally headed there. Looking at the glistening cock, Cheon Jaerim looked at the dawn sky and closed his eyes. Giving me time to crawl in on my own.
Someone once told me:
What are you going to do being so boring?
Fun? Why do I have to be fun? Isn’t it enough to work hard at what you do and live uprightly? When I asked back like that, the world said that’s not it.
‘Relationships with people are the most important thing!’
I remember a friend (whose whereabouts I don’t even know now) who rolled their tongue that couldn’t even roll properly, emphasizing ‘relationships.’
“Hyung, you know what’s really fun?”
But I don’t know why I’m hearing this from Cheon Jaerim and maintaining a relationship without making any effort.
“Since when?”
“…”
I could see the black ceiling. The quality leather still smelled like new seats. When I twisted my shoulders because the position was uncomfortable, Cheon Jaerim laid me back down. From the grip strength holding my shoulders, I could tell how intoxicated with excitement he was. It was a blatant kiss, enough to feel the wrinkles of his lips. Uhp, uhhm! Like a person who discovered an oasis in the desert, he searched every corner of my mouth. His high nose bridge rubbed as if it would dig into my face. Opening my eyes, it’s Cheon Jaerim, and closing them, the egg ghost with his face comes to mind.
Cheon Jaerim let out an excited moan. Saliva he couldn’t swallow dripped through the parted lips. Cheon Jaerim shallowly thrust his hips. After the upper body lifted slightly a few times, something unexpected happened. Large thighs approached and my body folded in half. Cheon Jaerim buried his face between the round buttocks.
“…What!”
A wide tongue licked the hole like licking a yogurt lid. I pushed Cheon Jaerim’s shoulders but that was all. Struggling inside the car body blocked on all sides was useless. The tongue tip gathered to a point like a loach dug into the hole soaked with saliva.
“Aahng! Hheut… Uht!”
Cheon Jaerim put his hands under my waist. As the waist lifted, the buttocks rose to his face. The tongue that entered the hole dug in more wetly. Aahng! The calves that went over him moved like a seesaw. The lower body shaking tremblingly as if shivering from cold couldn’t be controlled due to weak will. Jjup, jjook, jjuup… Embarrassing sounds to hear spread through the car. It was fortunate the surroundings were dark. Otherwise, I would have been able to see myself turned bright red all over.
The pitiful arms cutting through the ceiling eventually grabbed the seatbelt shoved in the corner. Every time I pulled with force, the belt was pulled out making a ‘sheeek’ sound. The loosened belt settled in my arms. Cheon Jaerim rolled his tongue and rubbed here and there like sucking sweet candy. I could see pale thighs reliably clinging to broad shoulders, and Cheon Jaerim’s crown eating below like a starving person.
“Uhng! Ah, Jae! Please! Uuuhng…! Ah! Hheuhk…! Pull ouut, uuhk, uh…”
The more I pleaded, the more Cheon Jaerim pulled my buttocks. The tongue sharp as a needle became even sharper, wielding inside the hole like a hagfish. The cold, slippery flesh like a snake’s skin moved around vigorously. When Cheon Jaerim put strength in his lips and licked away, it felt like even the energy inside my body was being sucked. Hheeuuu… Every time I pulled the belt I was holding, it made tok, tok sounds.
It felt like it would become flat without a single wrinkle. When the tongue that briefly slipped out gently licked around the hole, it did breathing exercises regularly. Cheon Jaerim carefully watched the twitching spot, and when it opened in an ‘o’ shape, he inserted his tongue. When the hole, startled by the tongue’s invasion, tightened, the tongue tip poked the inner wall ceiling. Uuuhng! Every time the tongue hid inside the hole, it was me who felt like going crazy. Without knowing it, I squeezed my thighs and trapped Cheon Jaerim’s face.
“Hheuhng, hheu… haah… uht!”
Hot breath touched the inner thighs. When I narrowed my thighs, Cheon Jaerim gently caressed the outer thighs. The wide tongue didn’t stop wetting the hole. Making it round like a plate to tease the inner flesh, or twisting the tongue sideways to dully rub the inner wall on the side. When his tongue splashed around like a carp that found water, I twisted and wrung my waist with all my strength. The jjik, jjouup, jjup, jjuip sounds showed no signs of subsiding.
With a jjyak! sound, the tongue’s movement stopped. The thighs that had strength in them naturally came down. Cheon Jaerim stuck his face out from under the lower belly. He looked hungry like a hyena that starved for several days.
“You’d probably like being sucked by an octopus too.”
“Hheu, hh, haah.”
“Should I buy you one for a pet?”
I whimpered like a speechless beast. I felt fingers flicking back and forth below. The car windows were fogged with moisture. Cheon Jaerim pressed his hand on the window. A transparent handprint remained. A mark scary to think someone might see. The fingers that touched as if testing were withdrawn and hot flesh touched. My body responded faithfully. Throughout entering the gaping hole, Cheon Jaerim met my eyes.
“From now on, I won’t need to use gel or anything.”
Rather than trying to hide my face as usual, the situation below came first. The pajama shirt was pulled up to around the chest, and the excited hole receiving the cock was sucking tightly.
“Bite down tight. You’ll get sick if you eat it all at once.”
When the cock, incomparable to fingers, entered fully, blocked breath burst out through the open mouth. The cock that filled stiffly came out halfway again, then when they filled in bulging, the thighs lifted halfway and the crown tilted back enough to meet the seat.
“You like it that much?”
“…Hheup, uhk, ah!”
After going back and forth like that several times, the cock began to move quickly through the widened inner walls. With a ‘puk!’ sound, the seat and skin slid, and with a peok sound, his and my skin met. I shook helplessly like a deflated balloon at the fast-moving speed.
“Ahng! Aahng! Aht… uuhng, hheuhng… uuh!”
“How’s raw dick taste? Uht, it’s been a while since you ate it, ah. Hheu, heuk, sseup.”
“Ahng! Ah! Ah! Hheu, uhk!”
“Why are you crying? Am I raping you right now?”
“Hheut, aht! Ah, too much, uhng! Ah! Goo, good!”
“Ah- because it feels good?”
“Hheut, uhng! Ahhuhng…!”
The fiercely enlarged cock dug inside with a peok. Hheuhk! My head snapped back.
“The hole’s still the same, huh?”
Cheon Jaerim held my knees and made them like frog legs. When Cheon Jaerim raised his upper body, the crown of his head touched the ceiling. When he leaned his body toward the driver’s seat and manipulated the button, the car roof slowly opened backward. The dotted stars changed into Cheon Jaerim’s pupils.
“How is it when I pound you after a long time? You can’t come to your senses, right?”
Cheon Jaerim laughed, folding his eyes in half. The sensation I only felt in dreams was wrapping around my whole body.
“Ah! Uuuuhng, aaht, ahng!”
The cock rubbing against the lower belly were just before exploding. My vision darkened and I stretched my hands over his shoulders. Cheon Jaerim put his head into the circle formed round. The guy who was licking my nape like a dog thrust toward dead center like skewering rice cakes on a stick.
“Uh!”
My waist bounced up. While receiving the upward hip thrusts with a nipple in his mouth, the protruding nipple moved around in Cheon Jaerim’s mouth like rice cake soaked in water.
“Ah! Hheu… aah! Ge, gently!”
“Which part do you like best? Me sucking your nipples?”
My whole body is an erogenous zone. Every place Cheon Jaerim touches is hot. Every time the playboy-like cock thrust in and pulled out, the inner walls clung like sticky rice. Sweat flowed like rain. Whatever caught on my fingertips, I grabbed or scratched down. I felt soft leather under my nails. The seatbelt that escaped my hands fled back to its home with a whirl.
