Iseo hid the words rolling around in his mouth under his tongue. Both he and Iseo knew he was tense, but bringing it out in words was different.
“We’re going to be this close from now on anyway.”
At the words whispered in a pleasant low tone, Iseo’s neck smoothly turned. Taeju was looking at him as if it were natural.
His heart dropped with a thud like before. Iseo bit his lips with frustration and trembling feelings.
“Who says?”
“Of course, it’s hyung’s decision.”
Their backs and chests were overlapped and he could feel his slightly swollen penis below his buttocks. His face had more composure than before and his eye smile was much lighter. A friendly smile he might show to a friend. Without any other implications or sexual nuance.
“But, why did you need a man? You said you kept administering sedatives and sleeping pills.”
Iseo lightly narrowed his brow. The gaze that had touched his face slowly went down like flowing water droplets and touched his nape.
“Because of tolerance, that’s no longer possible. It’s been over ten years.”
Taeju made a small sound in his throat. It was a pleasant resonance.
He was already taking the maximum dose. Recently, symptoms similar to sleepwalking had developed too.
“And.”
And sexual desire was increasing to a strange degree. He couldn’t quite say this. If he said even this, he didn’t know how crudely and basely Yeon Taeju would come at him.
“And?”
“It became hard to endure.”
As if those words pleased him greatly, Taeju’s face smiled brightly. Now Iseo doesn’t trust his smile. He glimpsed what was hiding behind his pretty smile.
Vulgar violence was coiled up plenty. Despite that, Iseo persistently watched as if dissecting his smile.
“But why me?”
He asked with a radiant smile on his beautiful face. His healthy body embraced him and his voice was gentle. It seemed like they were lovers. Iseo turned his head again to look straight ahead.
“There’s no reason.”
Iseo’s voice was firm and his pure white skin flowed with a blue sheen as if proving his firmness.
Taeju slightly frowned around his eyes. Well, what reason could there be? If he had to find a reason, it was only that he found out the secret. The reason he didn’t dispose of him silently was because they’re family. Taeju relaxed his frown and kissed Iseo’s left forehead.
“Use me often, hyung. I’m confident in my dick work.”
At the words whispered while kissing sweetly, Iseo snorted quietly.
“Doing it until worn out with such a thing…”
He couldn’t finish his words. In an instant, Yeon Taeju turned his body to face each other. Iseo placed his hands on Taeju’s shoulders to find his center as his body swiftly turned.
“Such a thing what kind of thing? My dick?”
He picks at the end of his words. Iseo closed his mouth. Watching Iseo who shut his mouth tightly like a clam, Taeju narrowed his eyes and pushed his face in.
“The person who cried that he was dying of pleasure from being pounded by this thing says such words?”
For a moment, as if he had nothing to say, Iseo’s face contorted satisfyingly. Taeju’s hand slowly headed downward.
“Did everything I came inside come out?”
“I’ll take care of it myself…!”
His raised voice cracked. That was also quite sexy. Taeju narrowed his eyes slenderly and lowered his hand between his thighs. The startled legs drew inward.
“What are you gonna do when you can’t even stand alone?”
“Ugh, I said don’t!”
When he grabbed and lifted the struggling ankle, he was pushed backward. He held the back of Iseo’s neck and made him lean against the edge of the bathtub.
“Yeon Taeju, I said not to.”
He lowers his voice as if threatening. The face containing moisture glistened and the eyes slightly brimming with tears were moist. It was too regrettable to withdraw his hand like this.
“What am I even doing? I’m trying to help hyung.”
Taeju lifted his face and rubbed his lips against Iseo’s lips. He rubbed with moderate pressure without inserting his tongue or sucking.
He enjoyed only the soft, moist texture. Iseo still had both eyes wide open brightly. The corner of Taeju’s mouth rose with a grin.
“Hyung, was I your first kiss too?”
The pure white skin like a lone, lofty moon heated up. Only then did it look good as if coming to life. He fondled as if tracing the earlobe and pressed the earlobe moderately.
“Do I have to teach you to close your eyes when kissing too?”
“No.”
One of Taeju’s eyebrows raised upward. The word “no” was ambiguous.
Taeju moderately sucked the pinkish lips into his mouth and gnawed on them. The plump lower lip firmly rose up with strength then released every time he bit it with his front teeth.
“What do you mean no? I’m not your first kiss?”
Without an answer, he cast his eyes down. Taeju’s curiosity was piqued.
“Was it a woman or a man?”
Iseo pushed Taeju away strongly. When the flesh that had been pressed together separated, it was regrettable. Taeju licked his lips thickly.
“There’s nothing you can’t say. I’ll tell you about my first kiss too.”
Then Iseo silently pulled in his chin and glared at him. Because of the eyelids swollen from crying too much, the glaring gaze was dull.
Taeju laughed and deflated his chest. Seok Iseo wouldn’t know how stupid and dazed his face looks right now. If he knew, he wouldn’t be able to glare so frighteningly with such hazy eyes.
“It was the winter vacation going into middle school, and there was a noona who was close with my older cousin. That noona said she’d give me a gift to congratulate me on entering middle school.”
Taeju pushed his face in to kiss again. Iseo lightly turned his head to avoid it. Unable to help it, he pressed his lips on his cheek.
“I was happy and went out. We ate together, went to karaoke, and had fun. When I asked for the gift before we parted, that noona.”
Taeju pressed the wall with his arm and cornered Iseo. Iseo’s swollen eyes widened as he looked up at him. Because he was unknowingly concentrating on his words, when his view was suddenly blocked by a solid arm, Iseo was flustered.
“Cornered me like this, and put in her tongue.”
Iseo’s face was pushed back and a thick tongue pushed in filling his mouth. When Iseo struggled pushing his shoulder, his arm was caught. His tongue roughly swept the mucous membrane inside his mouth. There was no technique or consideration.
The moment he scraped the roof of his mouth and scraped the softer mucous membrane further inside, Taeju’s hand gripped his penis. A gasp burst out involuntarily from the strong force.
“That loose bitch gripped my dick like she’d burst it, and not satisfied with that.”
While speaking, the tongue that had withdrawn slithered into his mouth like a snake and started sucking his tongue. A dirty smacking sound occurred. The hand that had tightly gripped the penis started stroking up and down.
Iseo’s body writhed as if convulsing. The buttock muscles twitched and repeatedly tightened and released. The foreskin that had been strongly stimulated sensitively transmitted sensations.
All the moans disappeared into Yeon Taeju’s mouth. His panting breath trembled urgently. Even that, Yeon Taeju greedily sucked in.
The tightened hand vigorously masturbated up and down as if squeezing out semen. The more he pushed Taeju away, the more violent the hand binding his cock became.
“Taeju-ya, feels good, doesn’t it?”
A tingling chill rises along the nape of Iseo’s ear. At the same time, his waist leaped up strongly. At the body movements violently moving as if thrusting his hips, the hand formed into a ring instantly stroked up from the root to the head.
“Haa, hup, ugh! Stop…!”
“She chattered like this.”
Taeju whispered with a low laugh. He thought he didn’t have the energy to get hard again. But when Yeon Taeju stimulated his penis violently a few times, the penis painfully started to erect.
Iseo’s breathing was cut off several times. The touch was too rough and unskilled. He just squeezed and rubbed only the shaft indiscriminately.
Iseo was painfully refined in sensitivity by the hot water and humid air. Even in the midst of that, he thought of young Yeon Taeju. It was easy. Because he knew Taeju back then.
Did Yeon Taeju get erect having his penis gripped like this by the noona close with his hyung? Curiosity similar to sexual sensation surged. Iseo tightened his sphincter as if gritting his teeth to endure ejaculation.
“Haah, huu…”
“It’s hard. Hyung, should I suck you, or touch you?”
He whispered sultrily. Because of the aroused sensitivity, the entrance gaped and vomited out the semen it had been holding. Because of the semen dispersing cloudily in the water, Iseo unknowingly lowered then raised his eyes.
“Or should I pound you? Choose.”
The touch that had gripped as if to burst became dense. Iseo’s eyes trembled. He opened his mouth to speak but an impatient moan burst out first.
“Ah, ugh. Finish what you were saying…”
“What I was saying? What? That noona?”
