18.
“It’s one plus one today too.”
I’d become acquaintances who exchanged simple greetings with the part-timer. The part-timer was munching on triangular kimbap being processed for disposal. I get most annoyed when customers come while eating… I felt sorry for interrupting his meal time. I took the plastic bag the part-timer tore open.
“Oh, thank you.”
“No, it’s nothing…”
The part-timer ate the rest of his kimbap while watching what I put in and tore open cup ramen. Well… you’re constantly hungry when you work part-time. Just as I was about to greet him and leave, my wrist floated into the air. The part-timer grabbed my wrist and began examining it from various angles below. A yellow bruise like forsythia was stained on my wrist. The part-timer’s eyes stared piercingly at that spot. I quickly pulled my wrist away and hid it with my jacket sleeve.
The bruise was for a trivial reason.
A few days ago, as soon as I lay on the bed, Cheon Jaerim pulled me on top. Like a leaf blown by wind, I was half-placed on top of his body. Watching the shadow of Cheon Jaerim’s eyelashes flutter and drape down, I slowly climbed up.
‘Don’t want to?’
‘…’
From being caught in the attic to having sex with Cheon Jaerim in the car. Having had my fatal weakness discovered, I couldn’t refuse. Cheon Jaerim described the scene where I masturbated with the blue curtain coming in as an audience as being like an old black-and-white film. He said it was a troika but looked like a washed-up porn actor. I resented my faithful ears that heard without filtering.
Since that day, Cheon Jaerim wanted me not to wear underwear inside my pants when I was at home. The reason he said while groping my ass crack was simply, ‘It’s sexy because I can see your butt line clearly.’ As Cheon Jaerim said, the pajama pants were thin enough that the round outline showed every time I moved.
Cheon Jaerim grabbed my pelvis and turned it front and back. I moved my body in the direction Cheon Jaerim wanted like a wind-up toy. He unbuttoned the pajama shirt from the bottom. With the button fastened up to the neck finally undone, the shirt came off. The touch blatantly feeling from the lower belly to the neck was exactly the way the dream Cheon Jaerim had done to me. Slight tremors occurred in my upper body.
‘Ahheut, uuht, ah…’
‘It was originally pink but it’s gotten much darker.’
Cheon Jaerim, who sucked his index finger with a jjook, rubbed my nipple. The nipple popped out like a bean with a ting. …Hht! Cheon Jaerim raised his nail and made a cross (十) mark. It’s exactly the same method the nun taught me to stop itching when bitten by bugs. Auuhng! My shoulders curled inward. Far from being refreshing, it only became more ticklish. Cheon Jaerim pressed the nipple pressed in a cross shape again, rolled it round to make it bulge up, then pressed it in a cross shape again to make it go inside the flesh. When the nipple crushed under the nail was rubbed between fingers, it rose sharply outward.
‘Should I make it plump like jelly this time?’
‘Hhuuhng, ah, I, I don’t waant.’
When the nipple, more sensitive and softer than other flesh, was pressed and violated under the thick thumb, a breath mixed with chills like ‘hheeuuu’ came out. Shaking my head, I grabbed Cheon Jaerim’s wrist. It was a signal to stop, but it backfired instead. The sight of shoulders curling up and upper body gathering forward stimulated Cheon Jaerim even more.
Cheon Jaerim put his hand into the pajama pants and pulled them down. The buttocks that bounced up fit snugly into both of Cheon Jaerim’s hands. Cheon Jaerim laid me on his chest. I stayed still until the pants were completely removed. Cheon Jaerim raised his body. Naturally I was raised too. He crossed his arms in an X and took off his clothes. My head floated up, and before it could settle down calmly, moist and soft lips touched and fell away from my lips. Did he always kiss this often?
‘Hyung, you undress me too.’
Cheon Jaerim buried his face in my nape and bucked his thighs. I lifted my buttocks slightly and pulled down the training pants Cheon Jaerim was wearing. The pants that went down to the knees came off easily. Without exception, we who became naked stuck together like gum. Cheon Jaerim spoke while stroking my whole body. My body was warming up unintentionally.
‘Liking sex isn’t a bad thing.’
‘…’
‘Hiding it is what’s bad.’
Cheon Jaerim pulled me sitting on his thighs close and lay down with the back of his head against the bed head. He rubbed between my legs.
‘Stand it up over your legs. So I can see well.’
I raised my legs toward my body. The space between my crotch was blatantly spread open enough to be seen straight in Cheon Jaerim’s view. The touch caressing the boundary line of the crotch became dense.
‘I think I could live if I buried my nose here.’
Half-loosened eyes are visible.
‘When I went to play on an island before… the sand on that island was really soft. It’s exactly the same.’
Cheon Jaerim endlessly caressed the soft skin without grime. Not touching the cock, the fingers moving slightly were so ticklish I couldn’t stand it. Cheon Jaerim’s hand came down further and touched near the perineum. Every time the skin of that blocked place with nothing was pressed firmly, it gave a secret feeling. When Cheon Jaerim grabbed both sides of the buttocks and moved them back and forth, my cock rubbed on his lower belly.
‘Uuhng…’
Cheon Jaerim’s cock used the underwear as a shield to toy between my buttocks, and I rubbed my cock near his navel. The knees that had been raised touched the bed, and I pressed against Cheon Jaerim with my arms. Cheon Jaerim’s stiffly erect cock came out over the underwear and revealed themselves. Cheon Jaerim brought my left hand to his cock. When I gripped the reddened glans, I could see strength entering his lower belly. When I rubbed little by little as if touching his palm or not, Cheon Jaerim’s Adam’s apple moved with a gulp.
‘Now you’re playing with me?’
The teasing was brief. Cheon Jaerim inserted my hand between his underwear. The situation inside was like asphalt melting from heat. I gripped the cock and moved diligently. The cock throbbed as if blood flow was circulating. It swelled as if blood would burst if pricked with a needle. I plopped down on his legs and didn’t rest like someone doing farm work. I could see Cheon Jaerim swallowing saliva.
‘On your hand, hheu, a wound…’
Thud. The hand going up and down stopped. I pulled my hand out of the underwear. A wound drawn long diagonally downward was visible. I looked at Cheon Jaerim’s hand. Naturally, there was the same wound. I’d forgotten the wound that had healed long ago and no longer felt anything. But looking at that wound again, I returned to the past as if pressing the rewind button. Cheon Jaerim looked at me looking at the hand and said.
‘When you see that, you’ll always think of me. Whether we’re together like this or very far apart.’
Ah, what a romantic thing to say. Of course, only to others’ ears.
Cheon Jaerim, who grabbed my nape, pulled my body toward him. The wounded hands touched again. When the tongue moved and quilted every corner, the touching palms also met like a millstone. Cheon Jaerim seemed to be excited by this fact alone. A glistening liquid appeared on his glans. When my face moved away from him, a thin, transparent thread stretched. In the past, I would have blushed and turned my head. But now it was different. I was unfazed. No, it wasn’t that I was unfazed, but thinking of the relationship to come soon, this much could be easily passed over. Cheon Jaerim looked at me and smacked his lips with a regretful expression.
‘These days you don’t even blush. Are you tired of me?’
‘…’
‘Won’t even talk?’
Cheon Jaerim hugged me and laid me on the bed. Falling backward, my neck touched the edge of the bed. My face dangled at the bed edge. Ah, wait. To lift my face, I had to put strength in my neck. Before my neck could rise above the bed, my knees were pulled to my chest. If Cheon Jaerim put his weight on me and leaned in, it seemed like my head would touch the ground.
‘You only talk to me when I do this.’
Cheon Jaerim looked down at me, holding each of both knees in one hand. Am I wrong? Cheon Jaerim lowered his gaze between the spread legs along the bent calf line. Gulp. Even with pupils, Cheon Jaerim’s wavering was all visible.
‘I tremble every time. At first I was scared wondering when hyung would stop being afraid, but now it seems hyung likes it too, so I tremble like this.’
‘…’
‘I like it so much.’
Like an eagle rapidly descending upon seeing prey, Cheon Jaerim buried his face between my legs. Lately, Cheon Jaerim would insert his tongue directly before insertion to loosen below, and each time he said he liked the feeling of me trapping his head with my thighs. I had no intention of doing anything Cheon Jaerim wanted. However, when the tongue gathered sleekly licked the wrinkles and knocked on the closed hole like knocking, I unknowingly had no choice but to trap Cheon Jaerim between my thighs and squeeze tight.
