Being sprawled out like an idiot wasn’t unfamiliar. Come to think of it, he had fallen here before too. That’s when his father’s belongings spilled on the stairs and……
“……”
Recalling that time, suddenly all motivation disappeared. He couldn’t even be bothered to move his hands, so he couldn’t get up. Should I just sleep here? The sun had set outside and the inside of the house was dark with the lights off, so it seemed entirely possible.
Seonwoo lay prone on the landing, moving only his hands to make an arm pillow. Resting his forehead on his forearm, he closed his eyes. Pain was spreading from his knees and chin, but he just endured it.
That’s when it happened. From above the stairs, the sound of footsteps going thump, thump, thump rang out in succession. Brutish footsteps shook the entire staircase and drew close in an instant.
Rough hands grabbed the collar of his nape. His upper body was lifted into the air, but Seonwoo wasn’t surprised. There was only one person who acted this violently.
The surroundings were dark, but the other person’s appearance was clearly visible to a mysterious degree. Even down to the roughly rising and falling chest and the mouth that couldn’t manage to continue speaking and just gaped.
He stared intently at Taejeong’s face. When he was at the hospital, no matter how much the nurses came and went, no matter how many times the sun set and rose, everything felt like a frozen space.
The places where Seonwoo stayed were the sofa, the cot, or the chair beside the bed…… Wherever he was, what was captured in his gaze was only his mother. Since the subject he was looking at didn’t change, he couldn’t feel the passage of time.
But Taejeong was different. He moved busily and his expression changed moment by moment. Was it because of that? It was as if his thought circuits, which had been stopped without external stimulation, were being forcibly operated after being hit by a rock that rolled in from somewhere.
“I fell.”
His neck was being choked by clothes rolled upward, making his position uncomfortable. When Seonwoo, unable to wait any longer, opened his mouth, the shoulder wearing a brace flinched.
“Then just get up right away, why are you like this?”
“Because it’s bothersome……”
Taejeong irritably let go of his hands. Still, Seonwoo showed no signs of getting up. Without budging and staring blankly at Taejeong, he suddenly tapped the space beside him.
“Come here.”
“What?”
“Come here for a second.”
It was different from when he had been dying to devour him every time they faced each other. His attitude in calling Taejeong wasn’t coercive at all. Taejeong hesitated at the voice that spoke indifferently as if casually throwing out the words.
“What is it…”
Still, when called, he came shuffling over again. Because he had no learning ability like that, he lived at a loss.
“Touch me here.”
What Seonwoo pointed to was his own crotch. Taejeong stopped dead and didn’t budge after that. After he stayed like that for a while, Seonwoo grabbed the tip of Taejeong’s pinky finger and gently pulled.
“If you don’t want to, just lend me your hand. I’ll do it myself.”
“……”
Taejeong was obediently dragged along, then soon grabbed Seonwoo’s head. Whether Seonwoo’s head was small or Taejeong’s hand was large, more than half was covered with just one hand.
“You just hit your head when you fell, right? Your head is really damaged, right? Huh?”
“That’s why. I’m trying to confirm that.”
After having a dream that didn’t make sense, his sleep had been rough, but this was just the right timing. Seonwoo grabbed Taejeong’s wrist and pulled it straight down. He was dragged along more powerlessly than expected. Whether he had relaxed his strength in surprise or had given up in desperation, whatever it was didn’t matter.
“Close your eyes. I’ll finish quickly.”
He inserted Taejeong’s hand into his pants just like that. He rubbed the palm over his underwear, but there was no particular excitement. As expected, do I have to touch directly? Seonwoo slightly lifted his hips and pulled down his underwear. Then he grabbed Taejeong’s hand and made him touch his penis.
Seonwoo quietly inhaled. The feeling was completely different from when he did it alone. It was because of Taejeong’s hand. Even the bone structure was different from his own. Just wrapping it with the palm and stroking down the penis, the stimulation applied was incomparable.
Moreover, since it was the first time someone else’s touch was on his body, his penis quickly hardened and became erect. But that was all. A gentle pleasure only made his whole body hazy. He didn’t feel any more aroused or feel like he was approaching climax beyond this.
When touched like this, Taejeong would make all kinds of fuss and pant like an animal in heat, but Seonwoo’s breathing didn’t get particularly rough. He even had the leisure to observe Taejeong’s reaction.
“……”
He had clearly told him to close his eyes, but Taejeong didn’t listen. He was staring intently at the sight of Seonwoo’s penis rubbing against his palm. He didn’t even blink. With the whites of his eyes completely exposed, it was creepy as if his eyeballs would pop out if he kept going like that.
At some point, Seonwoo was observing Taejeong’s reaction more than his own body. He couldn’t take his eyes off Taejeong, who was more tense than himself whose penis was being touched. As if possessed by something, he suddenly reached out while fixing his gaze on Taejeong.
“Hk…”
Taejeong flinched and trembled. Where Seonwoo’s hand touched was the front of Taejeong’s pants. It was already bulging, and even through the pants, he could feel the distinct outline. Seonwoo fondled along the protruding shape, then put his hand inside the pants.
This time there was no restraint following. Just from doing it a few times, he skillfully held Taejeong’s penis in his hand. It was already firmly erect, making it easy to grasp. Just roughly closing his hand and shaking it made Taejeong moan while trembling his shoulders.
Seonwoo stared intently at that sight. He seemed like someone who had completely forgotten that his own penis was also held in Taejeong’s hand. His mind was only captivated by Taejeong’s reaction. He gradually approached as if wanting to see more closely, more clearly. Before they knew it, they had gotten close enough for each other’s nose tips to touch.
Taejeong’s hand had stopped a while ago. It was just frozen in the position Seonwoo had initially set. Yet Seonwoo’s penis was twitching and leaking precum. Taejeong was the same. He was already dripping precum and dirtying Seonwoo’s hand.
“Huff, huuk… haah…”
Taejeong’s breathing was unusual. It seemed like he would ejaculate soon at this rate. That’s when it happened. Seonwoo stopped his hand and said,
“Why aren’t you pulling me in?”
Why aren’t you embracing my neck to the point of suffocation like before? The voice saying so sounded quite regretful. Then Taejeong jerked his head up. Because he didn’t perceive the distance, their foreheads bumped into each other. The sound was quite loud, but whether Taejeong couldn’t feel the pain or not, he hurriedly wrapped his arms around Seonwoo’s neck.
At the same time, he strongly gripped his shoulder. It was the exact same spot as last time. The bruise hadn’t completely disappeared yet, and being stimulated made his shoulder throb again. Still, Seonwoo didn’t swat away Taejeong’s arm. He had no choice. Because he couldn’t use the opposite arm.
Seonwoo ignored his throbbing forehead and moved his hand again while leaning his cheek against the shoulder brace. Taejeong’s hot breath touched the skin of his nape. A suppressed moan filled his ears.
At that moment, it felt like a tingling sensation flowed down his spine as if electrocuted. It was a completely different feeling from when his body warmed moderately and he felt languid. All his senses were drawn to his lower body. Seonwoo trembled while being held in Taejeong’s arms.
“Haah…”
His vision flashed for a moment. It was a different feeling from when his vision went dark because he was dizzy while at the hospital. Sweat ran down his temples. This was a similar feeling to when he broke out in cold sweat after experiencing sleep paralysis.
His palm was damp. Seonwoo pulled his hand from Taejeong and fumbled below himself. He couldn’t look down because Taejeong wouldn’t let go. But he could tell without looking. His penis was half-dead and there was liquid that had flowed from the tip. It was much stickier than what Taejeong had spurted onto his palm.
Realizing they had ejaculated at the same time, Seonwoo let out a hollow laugh while rubbing the semen mixed together indistinguishably.
When he saw Taejeong’s face. The dream where it was hard to distinguish whether he had been molested or had molested came to mind. As if possessed, he had pulled Taejeong’s hand. The only thought was wanting to press flesh against Taejeong like this. Nothing else came to mind.
