“Look at me.”
When Iseo tightly closed his eyes and lifted his face, he kissed as if pouncing. The flesh quality of the tongue digging into his mouth was sweet. Iseo sucked his tongue to his throat and ejaculated.
Thin mucus flowed down his fingers and his head flickered several times like a light bulb that had reached the end of its life. It was a strange sense of fulfillment. Perhaps it wasn’t bad.
Even if all Yeon Taeju could give him was his cock, it was a feeling that wasn’t too bad. If only he stayed by his side.
* * *
They returned to daily life. Pretending to have completely forgotten the devious obscenity of last night, they returned to being cousins with natural ease.
“Yeon Seongju said he’s coming today.”
Taeju sharply pulled Iseo’s hand. His foot slipped and his toes buried deeply into the sandy beach.
Iseo liked the beach. Especially he liked looking at it. Like Yeon Taeju’s life, the beach was also a single artwork to contemplate from afar. A painting that never got boring, changing color every day and changing seasons.
Today he was inside the painting. He’d followed Taeju who said he’d go for a walk after finishing a meal. Taeju responded by raising his lips instead. Because that smile’s meaning seemed like a question asking if he liked him that much, Iseo avoided his gaze.
“What are you talking about. Yeon Seongju?”
Taeju, who’d frowned hard, twitched his cheekbones in irritation. Iseo slightly twisted his shoulder to avoid his grip that twisted flesh and bone.
“I got a call the day before yesterday.”
“Why are you only saying it now.”
“Because I just remembered now.”
“Don’t play word games.”
Iseo shook off his arm to avoid the grip. He also shook off his legs to shake off the sand that had entered his shoes.
It wasn’t a word game, it was real. He’d only barely discovered the call that came the day before yesterday last evening. Yeon Taeju would know better than himself, who fainted and woke up, fainted and woke up, how much they’d done during that time.
“You’re brothers. I thought you knew.”
Iseo glared at him slightly and moved his feet first. Following the pure white sandy beach, waves broke down making a refreshing sound.
Though he lived next to the beach, it seemed like it had been a long time since he’d heard the crashing wave sounds right next to him. Until now he’d only looked with his eyes. He’d thought it was beautiful enough just looking with his eyes.
“Fuck, the excuse…”
He only turned his head to check on Yeon Taeju who wasn’t following. He’d even stopped walking and was looking at his phone.
Iseo observed him from a few steps away. The sea and sandy beach, low cliff, deep blue sky. A man in a sleeveless T-shirt and shorts, barefoot. The willful Yeon Taeju standing receiving the fiercely falling beach sun with his entire body.
He frowned irritably and put the phone to his ear.
“Why is Yeon Seongju coming.”
He thundered into the phone with a voice full of anger. He couldn’t hear the sound coming from the receiver. Iseo stood in that spot and listened to his conversation.
Suddenly the crashing waves struck the tips of his shoes. Salt water soaked his sneakers and returned nonchalantly.
“Still that? Didn’t aunt do anything?”
Iseo took off his wet shoes. He silently took off his shoes and both socks. The damp, gritty texture of sand was transmitted to his bare skin. Iseo let out a low sigh. It felt like the first time feeling it. The sand of the damp sandy beach.
“Ah, fuck, I naturally thought you did it.”
Iseo rubbed his soles on the sand and enjoyed that gritty and cool texture. Then when he slightly raised his head, their gazes suddenly met. The corners of Iseo’s mouth rose faintly.
If someone who didn’t know Seok Iseo at all saw, it was to the degree they couldn’t distinguish it from an expressionless face.
“Wait. Why are you smiling like that?”
Taeju asked while ignoring big hyung’s words barking away like a fierce dog. It was a smile irritating like a small thorn.
“You’re really indifferent to your own family affairs too.”
Seok Iseo said that. Suddenly anger rose to the crown of his head. He’d naturally thought Seok Iseo had done something. Since Yeon Muju had come like that, he’d at least make a show of it for his sake.
“Hang up.”
Taeju immediately hung up the call with Muju. He strode toward Seok Iseo. Taeju’s forehead, brow, and eyes were all frowned. Not only because of the intense sun.
“You didn’t do anything?”
“What?”
“After Yeon Muju came and went, didn’t you talk to aunt?”
“Why would I?”
Taeju snorted with blazing eyes. When his lips twisted fiercely, his face became violent like a yaksha. It was a moment for a handsome face to become vicious.
“I fucked you so hard, why are you being disappointing like this, hyung.”
Taeju roughly gripped Iseo’s shoulder. The man smaller by a head stiffly raised his neck and looked at him. That gaze was somehow frustrating. Taeju rapidly tightened his eyes and sharpened his gaze as if digging into Seok Iseo.
“Did I buy Yeon Muju’s cock?”
“What?”
“You didn’t say it. To help.”
Yeon Taeju slowly licked his lips. For a moment he wanted to bite Iseo’s lips but also wanted to suck them. Sticky excitement thrust down as much as anger surged.
The hand that had been gripping his shoulder smoothly moved toward his neck and gripped Iseo’s long neckline. Taeju savored the texture of the slippery skin with his fingertips. If this nape had been even a little less soft, he would have strangled his neck right away.
“Do you want to hear it from my mouth? Words of groveling?”
His eyes didn’t smile but his mouth smiled. Taeju smiled with torn lips to the degree his cheeks pulled. His straight teeth were all revealed.
“Try it, try making me want to do anything for you.”
“Fucking hilarious.”
It was a smiling face but also a face not smiling at all. Taeju couldn’t formalize the contradictory emotions. He revealed them as they were on his face.
He wanted to twist the neck of Seok Iseo acting coy, and he also wanted to bite his cheekbones hard at his cuteness.
“Hyung is really fun. You know? Right now those words only sound like asking me to pay attention to hyung.”
He thought he’d blush. He thought he’d be shy or ashamed at having his inner thoughts exposed. But it was the opposite. Seok Iseo’s thin thorn-like smile deepened a bit more.
It’s a pretty smile. He even felt dazzling as if looking at the midsummer sun with the naked eye. So his mood suddenly soured.
“Do I need to do that?”
“What?”
“Right now your entire mind is between my legs.”
Taeju’s head tilted at an angle. After a brief snort, he eventually laughed with even his shoulders shaking.
Taeju stuck out his tongue and slightly covered his upper lip. It was somehow a shy feeling. A face laughing as if awkward. It wasn’t a face Taeju would make at all.
“You’re acting cute, really.”
The hand that gripped his nape slid down to his shoulder. It moved through his upper arm to his hand.
Seok Iseo wore long-sleeved shirts even in midsummer. Beyond the rustling fabric, he could feel the thin skeleton and curves of slender muscles. Taeju gripped Iseo’s cold hand. The interlaced fingers of both hands engaged.
“It’s like this even now, want to check?”
He pulled the hand and brought Iseo’s hand between his groin. He rubbed the balls and unerect member with the back of Iseo’s hand. His face immediately turned pale.
“Should we do it here?”
Taeju whispered in a voice thick like chocolate melted in the midday heat. At that sticky feeling and ripe sensuality, Iseo’s lower back stood up chillingly.
“Are you crazy?”
The back of his hand turned red as it rubbed roughly with the dry fabric. His member hadn’t even gotten erect yet. Iseo knew this was all his prank and a bad power struggle. A trick to somehow make him flustered.
“No. It’s just that my entire mind is inside hyung’s pussy.”
Iseo pulled his hand with all his strength. Instead, not his hand but his body was dragged along.
“I didn’t know hyung knew me this well.”
Yeon Taeju strode toward the low cliff. It was the only place where shade fell from the midsummer sun. And right above that was the villa.
“Let go, you don’t even intend to do it anyway…!”
“Wow, you guessed that right too?”
It was clearly a sarcastic attitude. Iseo’s back roughly hit the stone wall. Iseo twisted his shoulders and struggled desperately to pull out his hand.
“I should do it even if just for my pride?”
He was still caught by him with one hand. Taeju raised the interlaced hand to beside Iseo’s head and imprisoned it between the stone wall and himself. Then with his other hand he opened his own pants zipper. Even without getting erect, his long thick member was revealed between his pants. Iseo’s face turned pale with shock.
“I keep forgetting, because hyung is too easy.”
“You, you… right now…”
Iseo hurriedly rolled his eyeballs left and right. The deep blue sea and sky peacefully met. Though the light blueness dug into his vision, Iseo trembled with anxiety.
