“Augh! Ah, hik! Ngh!”
It felt like his insides were being pierced straight through. Jang Juwon’s body gradually began to collapse. His spine had long since lost its function. Jang Juwon completely leaned his body on the man’s shoulder. The man didn’t care and thrust, thrust, splitting him inside and pounding his belly. His body jerked helplessly up and down, and his shoulder kept bumping against his chest.
“Hnnng!”
Ejaculation came quickly. It was thanks to having his front and back licked and poked even before insertion. The semen Jang Juwon shot out splattered all over the man’s well-trained abdomen. Having lost his energy from one round of ejaculation, Jang Juwon let his limbs hang limply and leaned into his body with full force. As his body went limp, his ass gradually slid downward, and thanks to that, his still fully erect cock was sucked inside bit by bit.
“Ugh…”
The foreign sensation was tremendous. It was the first time just having it inside felt like being fucked. Certainly, he was a partner too good to just taste for one day and end it. Though he did have some… aspects where his focus was somewhat unique, what did any of that matter anyway as long as he could get his dick hard? But right now was the most dangerous moment. The more you like a partner, the more you should distance yourself. So let’s do it thoroughly today and send him off. And never meet again.
Jang Juwon wriggled his toes and looked up at the man.
“Hey, you’re going to do it one more time, right?”
“One more time? I haven’t even done it once yet.”
The man toppled Jang Juwon’s body onto the mattress.
***
Jang Juwon followed the clock hands on the wall with dazed eyes. The time for the room was ending soon. Though his body drenched in sweat felt sticky, unfortunately there didn’t seem to be time to wash. Jang Juwon put strength in his arms and lifted his body that was stuck to the mattress. He wanted to stay sprawled out more, but shouldn’t he have time to get dressed?
Seeing Jang Juwon raise his body, the man had already sneakily wrapped his arm around his waist again. Jang Juwon glared at the man drowsily with half-closing eyes and knocked his arm away with a thud.
“Don’t do that, rest a little more before you go.”
“I can’t do it anymore…”
“I won’t touch you.”
“That’s a lie.”
“…Yeah.”
He was absolutely crazy. He was dying because he’d done it endlessly. Even though it had happened until just before, his brain overloaded trying to recall how much he’d fucked and how much he’d come. And it was the same for his body. When he placed his feet on the floor beside the bed, his joints rattled.
Still, in recent years, no, in his entire lifetime—though it hadn’t been a long life—this was the first time he’d had such satisfying sex. He wasn’t just big-dicked. Certainly he had the qualifications to be equipped with such a thing. He even had the strange thought that if there were certificates given for sex, he could be given a professional engineer qualification.
Jang Juwon, who had gotten down from the bed, walked toward where his neatly folded clothes were. When he stuck his head into the t-shirt hole and pulled it out, he felt his sweat-dampened black hair stick to his forehead. It felt gross. He wanted to hurry home and wash up.
Now it was time to put on his underwear. When he bent down and lifted one leg, his thigh trembled and it was hard to keep his balance. The leg he’d lifted up plummeted to the ground several times.
“Ugh……”
Just when he was getting a bit irritated, he felt something firmly supporting his body with a thud. When he glanced back, the man who had approached at some point was holding his waist. Thanks to that, he was able to safely get his leg into his underwear. When he straightened up and turned around, the man was looking at him. Their eyes met. He smiled wickedly.
“Briefs, huh.”
“So what?”
Suddenly his large hand dug between the taut elastic band and firmly gripped one buttock that had turned red from friction.
“Are you crazy? I have to go home!”
When Jang Juwon struggled, the man pulled his waist tightly against him. He smiled brightly and slowly lowered his head, then whispered low in his ear.
“I think we’ve gotten pretty close.”
“……”
“Can I see you again next time?”
Jang Juwon snapped to attention at the word ‘next time’ and took a step back from him. He’d almost said yes. That was dangerous.
“Sorry. I don’t have a hobby of seeing someone I slept with again.”
“Why? Was I not good? From what I saw earlier, that didn’t seem to be the case……”
He scanned up and down Jang Juwon in his underwear with a sticky gaze. Then all the various things that had happened on the bed just moments ago came to mind, and Jang Juwon turned his head away sharply out of unnecessary embarrassment.
He was certainly a partner too good to end with a one-time meeting, but even so, he had no intention of breaking his principles. This was Jang Juwon’s absolute rule. Whether he liked the partner or not, he didn’t see them twice. If he liked them, even more so.
“……No.”
“Why?”
“……I’ll get attached.”
“……”
“I hate that kind of messy stuff.”
He had no answer. Jang Juwon finished getting dressed and walked toward the door without lingering attachment. With his hand on the doorknob, he turned back one last time to say to the man.
“Well then, goodbye. Let’s never see each other again.”
The door opened with a creak.
* * *
The first week of the semester flew by in a blur. During the day he dragged his still-unadjusted body to attend lectures and prepare textbooks, and at night he drank heavily with classmates he hadn’t seen in a while.
And on the last day of the first week, before Jang Juwon’s liver had even recovered, the semester opening general meeting was held. It was the day when everyone from freshmen to seniors gathered in one place. Jang Juwon had absolutely no interest in departmental life, but surprisingly he faithfully attended events like this. There was no way he’d miss this golden opportunity to reduce his drinking expenses.
So that week, on Friday, Jang Juwon entered the noisy bar with his close classmates. Inside the bar hung a tacky little banner.
[Welcome Hankook University Mechanical Engineering Department Semester Opening General Meeting]
The sense of engineer nerds with no aesthetic sense was obvious. This place teeming with men wearing various colored checkered shirts and gray hoodies seemed devoid of hope. Though he felt stifled from the start, it was something that could be quickly resolved with a few sips of alcohol. Jang Juwon sat down at a reasonably secluded table with his classmates.
“Hah…… The semester starting again. This fucking sucks……”
Choi Yeonho, who was sitting next to Jang Juwon, muttered and poured soju into his mouth.
“Seriously. Why is break so short.”
Jang Juwon replied as he filled Choi Yeonho’s empty glass with soju. Another classmate sitting across from him, Shin Jisu, aggressively stuffed cheap snacks into her mouth and asked Jang Juwon.
“Jang Juwon. Did your part-time job end?”
“Yeah. Last week.”
Jang Juwon answered simply. He consistently worked a photography assistant part-time job at a studio during every break. Though being an assistant meant it was mostly menial work.
“Did the photographer say anything about me?”
“Nope. She didn’t say anything?”
Shin Jisu had shown interest in the photographer Jang Juwon worked with for a while now. He didn’t know what wind had suddenly blown, but since her whims had always been like boiling porridge, he figured this too was just a passing fancy. But seeing her ask him, it seemed something had happened between the two of them, and the result didn’t seem very good.
“That’s…… it?”
“Yeah. Maybe she figured out you’re a personality disaster.”
Jang Juwon answered jokingly. Though he said that, it probably wasn’t that kind of issue. Jang Juwon couldn’t dare speak about the reason he suspected. There was no way she, as the person involved, wouldn’t know that fact.
“Hey, fuck…… Drink!”
Suddenly Shin Jisu lifted the glass in front of her and emptied it in one gulp, then filled it again in one go and raised it. Since this kind of thing was rare for her, she was probably hurt…… or at least scratched up a bit. She was the possessor of rare beauty. The problem was that beauty was really all she had. Shin Jisu had neither character nor manners.
“What are you doing, bottoms up!”
Shin Jisu shouted abruptly. Jang Juwon and Choi Yeonho laughed loudly and raised their glasses to match her.
The three third-year Mechanical Engineering students who had quickly emptied two bottles of soju caught up in Shin Jisu’s pace realized there was no more soju left at their table.
side character yuri or bungled pronouns?