“Did you eat?”
“Yeah.”
“You ate ramen again, didn’t you?”
“…”
At Sangho who subtly averted his eyes, Wonha tickled his armpit with a slightly sullen face. When Sangho flinched and quickly tried to escape, Wonha grabbed his waist and lifted Sangho up in one motion and entered the house.
“There’s a lot of food, so why do you keep eating ramen?”
“It’s bothersome…”
“Let’s eat a snack or something. How about some pollack roe rice balls?”
“Okay.”
Wonha, who put Sangho down, washed his hands in the bathroom and came out to make a simple late-night snack. Sitting at the table eating the snack, Wonha kept saying his phone battery dies so they should buy a new one on the weekend. Well… it is old. Sangho calculated the money from selling the computer and the money remaining in his bank account and wondered a bit how much a new phone would cost.
After finishing the snack, Sangho said he’d do the dishes and forcibly pushed Wonha into the bathroom. As if he had no choice, Wonha took a shower, and Sangho began cleaning up. Sangho felt like he’d gained a family and hummed while doing the dishes. Suddenly he thought living like this would really be happiness.
Should I just live with Wonha?
Wonha would probably… be really happy about it, right? But it seems like Kyungoh’s route hasn’t been captured yet. Is it okay to do as I please when I promised to help? However, if he continued dawdling like this, he felt uncomfortable as if he was doing something terrible to Wonha. Sorry about Kyungoh’s route problem, but it seemed better to sort out this strange situation soon.
Wonha, who came out after drying his hair, had a face that shone even whiter and smoother from the bathroom humidity. The slightly damp light brown hair drooping down was also pretty like a fairy. To think a person like this says he likes me. Sangho felt a bit more proud.
“Hyung. Good night.”
Sangho grabbed the collar of Wonha who was about to lightly kiss his cheek and enter his room. With a reddened face, Sangho mumbled while looking elsewhere and said.
“Um… can’t we sleep together?”
“…”
At the briefly settling silence, Sangho glanced at Wonha’s face cautiously. Wonha was covering his mouth with a face so red it looked like it would burst. The skin of his slightly furrowed brow looked like it was barely suppressing something.
“Wow. I’m really going crazy. What kind of day is today?”
“Wha…”
“So cute. Cute. I’m going crazy.”
Wonha, who quickly intertwined his fingers with Sangho’s, muttered and quickly moved his steps to his room. Sangho, who was pulled along, went “huh?” as he entered Wonha’s room.
“Mmph…”
Wonha, who hurriedly dragged Sangho into the room, quickly pressed his lips against him. As the moist, soft lips covered him completely, Sangho opened his mouth and stuck out his small tongue to lick Wonha’s lower lip. Wonha’s eyes, which he slightly opened, were boiling with heat. Since Sangho had never been this proactive before, his heart felt like it would burst.
“I’m going crazy. I think I’ll come already…”
Wonha, who had been ravaging Sangho’s mouth hungrily, lowered his head and let out a long sigh. His cock throbbed painfully inside his pants. With one hand kneading his own thing while stripping off Sangho’s clothes, Wonha paused when he saw the traces still faintly remaining on Sangho’s body.
‘That bastard Kyungoh…’
Veins bulged on Wonha’s forehead with a crack. Even so, he began caressing, gently licking Sangho’s cheeks and earlobes. When Sangho made whimpering sounds from the ticklish feeling, Wonha came down to his nape more desperately and sucked in a piece of flesh weakly with a slurp. He continuously stroked the stiff, tense thin body and whispered.
“Hyung, we’re doing something that feels good. It’s not scary.”
“Yeah…”
“I’ll go slowly today.”
Instead of answering, Sangho, who relaxed his body a bit, embraced his nape. When he felt the body trembling slightly weakly, Wonha agonized between the lust to thrust into Sangho and make him cry out wildly, and the doctor’s advice that relieving sexual trauma requires conviction of ‘safety’ in the relationship. The agony was brief. For Wonha, Sangho’s safety and happiness were always the top priority.
“…Hyung. I’m a bit pent up. I don’t want to do it roughly. I’ll get off first.”
Sangho, who had been lying on the bed with both arms raised covering his eyes, slowly lowered his arms and looked up at Wonha. Wonha stared intently at his face from above Sangho and took out his cock, shaking it roughly up and down. As if he couldn’t stand it, he rubbed the soft glans against Sangho’s belly firmly, firmly, and swept his gaze over Sangho’s collarbone, the small nipples attached to his chest below, and the ribs revealed with each breath from slight tension.
Sangho slowly lowered his hand and lightly stroked the obscenely glistening scarlet glans. When Wonha hesitated and was flustered, Sangho whispered in a crawling voice.
“I’ll… do it for you.”
“Kugh!”
As Sangho grabbed Wonha’s cock with both hands and moved slowly up and down, Wonha closed his eyes and gripped his dizzy mind. The small, soft hands smoothly came up from the base to the glans, the foreskin wrapped around the glans, then popped out again like a flower bud bursting. Sangho stroked Wonha’s cock like that several times, then smoothly sat up and opened his mouth to take the huge thing in his mouth. It was a size that felt like his jaw would dislocate, but Sangho gently stroked the soft glans with his small tongue as Wonha had done for him, then licked even between the hole with his tongue.
Wonha barely endured the impulse to push his cock into Sangho’s throat and froze in place like a stone, unable to do this or that. Only after thick semen burst into Sangho’s mouth with a surge did he finally grab Sangho’s shoulders and push him away.
“Kugh… Lee Sangho. Stick out your tongue.”
Wonha, with a heavily furrowed brow, ground his molars and let out a sigh like a growl. Wonha’s fingers pushed into Sangho’s mouth, messy with his bodily fluids, and scraped them out smoothly. Fluids dripped down along with Sangho’s saliva and spread on his chin and chest. Wonha pressed Sangho’s tongue root a bit more strongly and rubbed his fingers slowly until sticky mucus came out from inside.
The glistening wet fingers came out of his mouth and gently invaded Sangho’s lower part that was gasping with heat. Even without deliberately wetting it, the hole was already soaked with the fluids of the excited Sangho. Sangho, who swallowed two or three fingers at once, spread his legs wide and fussed.
“D-do as you please…”
“Haah… I’m going crazy. So pretty…”
“Hngh!”
Squelch squelch, as Wonha’s hand thrusting below became stronger and poked the pleasant inside sharply, Sangho panted and made moaning sounds. Finally, Wonha, who couldn’t endure anymore, pulled out his fingers and slowly pushed his cock inside, and it slid in smoothly between the loosened red hole. Sangho fully felt the heavy thing pushing into his ticklish lower belly and raised his buttocks more and trembled. This time it was because of complete pleasure, not tension and fear.
“Ah, hng… haah! G-good!”
Rather than heat forcibly opening and entering his body, at the pleasure he was welcoming himself, Sangho arched his back more and clung to Wonha. Wonha, whose eyes were glistening and bloodshot, embraced Sangho’s waist and persistently thrust up the parts where Sangho felt it, capturing one by one in his eyes Sangho’s expression trembling with pleasure, his voice, and his intermittent shudders. As the inner wall wrinkles wrapped around his cock moistly and contracted strongly, hot things surged and poured out from Wonha’s thing again. At the same time, semen burst out in streams from Sangho’s cock that had been standing rigid and swaying, wetting the sheets.
“Haah… hah…”
Thunk, Wonha’s tongue swept up smoothly across Sangho’s cheek as he dropped his head to the side feeling the afterglow. While barely calming the cock still throbbing below, Wonha thrust his waist deeply so the semen inside the hole would be crushed and squeezed out. He lightly bit the jawline, and light kisses and gentle caresses poured onto the slender neck. As Wonha’s cock slowly slipped out from inside, he could feel liquid gushing out profusely from inside the hole.
“Haah… Hyung. I like you so much. I like you. Really, I like you…”
“Yeah… I, I like you too.”
Sangho, gasping with heat, whispered while embracing the head of Wonha who kept kissing his chest.
I think it would be okay to do it a bit more.
Sangho, lying on Wonha’s arm as a pillow, was clinging to Wonha with a smack and pressing his well-defined abs with his fingers. Wonha played around, quickly grabbing and releasing his fingers, saying it tickled. Giggling, Sangho burrowed deeper into Wonha’s slightly sweaty embrace. It seemed like it would be okay to do more, but it was a bit embarrassing to ask for more. Instead, Sangho decided to bring up what he’d been thinking about all day to Wonha.
“Um… you know.”
“Yeah. Hyung.”
“I’m not going to renew the contract.”
“Ah! You’re finally getting out of there? Good decision!”
At Wonha’s voice that sounded really happy, Sangho’s heart felt proud. Feeling a flutter as if his body was floating, he continued.
“So… then. I don’t think I need to live at Kyungoh’s place anymore. Can I just… move into the art studio and live there?”
Then he suddenly felt Wonha’s body tense up. When Sangho tilted his head and looked up, sensing something strange, Wonha had a very troubled expression and couldn’t continue speaking.
