“But there are guys who do this kind of thing between friends, aren’t there?”
Hyun-woong muttered quietly. With another person’s hand persistently caressing his cock, he could feel transparent liquid pooling in the slit of his cock. Jae-min licked his rapidly drying lips with his tongue and gripped the sink with one hand.
“Are you and I, ugh… friends?”
“We’re not friends.”
The response was quick. Hyun-woong added without any change in expression.
“I don’t plan to be either.”
Then, unlike moving slowly until now, he began shaking the cock rapidly. Jae-min’s eyes widened.
“Ah, wait. Ugh…”
“You can grab my arm if you want.”
“Hey, hauk… why are you so good at this…”
He’d definitely had a sexually plain impression, so why was he so good at shaking another guy’s cock? At the feeling of current tingling up his spine, Jae-min grabbed Hyun-woong’s shoulder firmly.
“Ugh, shi…”
With one hand on the sink and the other gripping Hyun-woong’s solid shoulder tightly, Jae-min trembled with surging pleasure. It felt like being paid back for making Hyun-woong come with his hand at the clinic. Though Hyun-woong had no idea that person was Jae-min.
At some point, a flash burst before his eyes. Jae-min, sensing his climax, removed his hand from the sink and grabbed Hyun-woong’s wrist firmly.
“Hey, it’s coming…!”
He tried to make Hyun-woong remove his hand, but ejaculation was faster. Gulp, gulp, gulp. Thick semen spurted from the slit of his thick, red cock and flowed down onto Hyun-woong’s hand. Though it was already thoroughly dirtied, Jae-min pulled Hyun-woong’s wrist to remove his hand from the cock.
With Jae-min’s semen on the back of his hand, Hyun-woong raised his hand into the air. Jae-min lowered his head, breathing roughly. All strength drained from his body.
“Hauk, huk… ugh.”
But then, it was the moment Jae-min’s head, with all strength drained, lowered deeply. Something soft touched his forehead.
“Wai…t!”
“Huh?”
At Hyun-woong’s exclamation, Jae-min flinched in surprise and removed his forehead. He slightly pushed his body with his arm and straightened up. But as it happened, both his forehead and hand touched Hyun-woong’s left chest. Because he applied force, he even pressed it quite hard.
So he’d pressed down firmly on that chest—the one past time for milking that leaked copiously at even small stimulation, the one that made Hyun-woong change gauze in a place with no one around.
“Uh…”
He thought ‘oh no’ but it was already too late. When Jae-min removed his hand, the chest area was soaked wet. It seemed milk had spurted out and leaked beyond the gauze. Even Jae-min’s fingers that removed from the t-shirt got wet. A savory scent circulated between the fishy semen smell. Hyun-woong froze like stone.
‘Fuck, what do I do?’
Since he had absolutely no intention of pretending to know Hyun-woong’s secret outside the clinic, Jae-min was just as flustered. His mind went blank on how to handle this situation.
“Hey, this…”
Should I ask why it’s wet? Should I say sink water seems to have gotten on it? Should I ask if it’s semen that splattered, even though that makes no sense? It was the moment Jae-min, who had been contemplating, hesitantly opened his mouth.
“Keep it a secret.”
With a stiff face, Hyun-woong requested. Jae-min froze with his mouth open.
“That… something keeps coming out of my chest lately, but it’s an illness that’ll heal soon. Only you know, so keep it secret from other people.”
“S-secret?”
“The hand job just now, it felt good… right?”
Hyun-woong bit his lips tightly and released them. At the suddenly changed topic, Jae-min looked at Hyun-woong’s hand once in a daze, then looked at his face again.
“As thanks for that at least…”
His voice was trembling.
It was the fastest and most Hyun-woong had talked among all the times Jae-min had seen him at school. Looking carefully, Hyun-woong’s face was red. His cheeks, ears, even his neck were flushed bright red.
“No? Men, you know, as you know, pride is everything.”
Even in this situation, he recalled what Uncle had said when he first went to work at the clinic. That MLS patients would choose to die of pain rather than be caught receiving massages for their illness.
Jae-min, who had been blankly watching Hyun-woong rolling his eyes here and there showing his fluster with his whole body, nodded as if possessed.
“Yeah… of course. I’ll keep it secret.”
As if he didn’t expect such an answer, Hyun-woong flinched in surprise and finally made eye contact with Jae-min. Jae-min opened and closed his mouth, then reached his arm toward the sink and turned on the water.
“First, you and I should clean up a bit. Ah, I’ve been standing here with my cock out this whole time, fuck…”
Jae-min grabbed his waistband and turned around, pulling the toilet paper roll hanging on the wall to tear it off. Hyun-woong hesitantly approached the sink with his chest soaked and washed his hands with semen on them. Only the sound of water could be heard in the bathroom.
It was when Jae-min, who had wiped his cock with tissue, shoved the tissue wad into the trash can and pulled up his pants.
“Don’t you think it’s strange?”
Hyun-woong, who had turned off the faucet, asked. The sound of water stopped. Jae-min raised his head and looked at the mirror. In the mirror, Hyun-woong with one side of his chest wetly round was staring at Jae-min through the mirror.
“Something coming out of a man’s chest.”
His face was still rigid, but one cheek was distorted. Since he’d been wearing an eye mask at the clinic, he’d never properly seen his expression.
Had he made such a pitiful face then too? Jae-min, who had been unconsciously imagining, stood slightly next to Hyun-woong and bent his waist. He turned on the tap, washed his hands, and opened his mouth.
“Ah, well. It is a strange thing… but you said it’s an illness, right?”
Jae-min, who shook off the water, spoke matter-of-factly. At the word ‘strange,’ Hyun-woong, who had lowered his gaze, flinched and raised his head. Jae-min stared at his surprised expression and clicked his tongue.
“Your girlfriend doesn’t know about this?”
“Girlfriend? Ah.”
Hyun-woong, who had furrowed his brow as if asking what he meant, came to his senses and put strength in his eyes. Watching that, Jae-min laughed inwardly. It was amazing how he’d been fooled by someone who couldn’t lie like that.
“Of course she doesn’t know.”
“Really? I see. That must be inconvenient in many ways. Hang in there.”
Jae-min brazenly feigned ignorance and showed a clenched fist. Hyun-woong, who had been watching the fist shaking left and right with a furrowed brow, let out a sigh.
“You were the last person I wanted to find out. Regardless of Lee Yun-ji.”
“Huh, why?”
Hyun-woong didn’t answer and kept his lips tightly shut. While it was natural he wouldn’t want to be found out, Jae-min was a bit flustered by the statement that he was the person he least wanted to know. Usually wouldn’t being found out by family or close friends be scarier?
Whether he had no intention of explaining the reason, Hyun-woong remained silent. Jae-min, who scratched the back of his head vigorously, tilted his head.
“Well, I do have a somewhat frivolous impression, so you were probably scared I’d spread rumors.”
“…That’s not what I meant.”
“Anyway, I won’t spread rumors. Absolutely. So don’t worry.”
At the firm declaration, Hyun-woong exhaled a long breath. Jae-min, quietly watching his relieved face, suddenly recalled what Hyun-woong had said earlier.
“What if it’s better than expected?”
He’d asked with an expressionless face while reaching his hand toward Jae-min’s hardened cock.
“The hand job just now, it felt good… right? As thanks for that at least…”
He’d spoken as if pleading with a face turned red, belying his large build. What he’d done with his hand was really better than expected. It wasn’t just good. It was good enough that he’d ejaculated several times faster than when he did it alone.
There was even a large chest right in front of his eyes, and after ejaculating, he’d buried his face deeply into it. It was soft and even had a savory, sweet scent. It was perfect service. Recalling all those moments made it feel like his cock would stand up stiffly again. Jae-min clenched his teeth and endured.
Even if he’d been unaware of Hyun-woong’s secret until now and just learned it, it was obvious he would have promised to keep the secret as if enchanted by his words. Jae-min took a deep breath to manage his expression.
“By the way, should I buy you clothes to change into? Your chest is wet in a circle.”
“It’s fine. I have workout clothes in my bag.”
“Huh, okay. That’s fortunate.”
The more he looked at Hyun-woong, the more thoroughly prepared but careless he was. Jae-min, who clicked his tongue, raised his arm.
“Anyway, let’s keep everything that happened today secret, both you and me. Well, you wouldn’t go around talking about jerking me off anywhere.”
At Jae-min’s words spoken clearly with his index finger raised, Hyun-woong’s face flushed red again.
“Of course not.”
Though it was said without any exaggeration or falsehood and was something he himself had done, Hyun-woong being embarrassed as if hearing vulgar words was fascinating. Jae-min scanned Hyun-woong and picked up the bag he’d roughly set down on the floor.
“Then I’m going. You change clothes and come out.”
“Go.”
“Yeah, see you later.”
At the greeting he’d carelessly uttered while passing by Hyun-woong, Jae-min was startled alone. It was something he’d said unconsciously since he’d see him at the clinic tomorrow anyway. Of course, it was also true they’d meet again if he went to the liberal arts class. Still, regret washed over him thinking they weren’t close enough to exchange such warm greetings.
“Yeah, see you.”
But unexpectedly, the same greeting was returned. Jae-min looked back. Hyun-woong had his head turned diagonally, but the corners of his mouth were oddly turned upward.
Suddenly his lower abdomen tickled, so Jae-min escaped from the bathroom as if running away.
End Of Volume 1
