Every time they kissed, his breathing grew more labored. They rubbed their lips together frantically and tangled their tongues. He didn’t even notice when the loosely tied robe’s sash came undone and the fabric slipped down below his shoulders.
He could feel Lee Jiwoo’s hand groping at his lower back and their pressed-together groins gradually hardening unnaturally.
Even in his dizziness, worry came first. There wasn’t just one or two problems. The biggest problem was, of course, that he had to have sex with Lee Jiwoo, who was a man. But he’d already mentally prepared himself for this long ago, so it was easy to accept.
So what was the next problem? Lee Jiwoo, who supposedly enjoyed an absurdly promiscuous lifestyle, was as awkward with his groping hands as he was with kissing. It was as if he’d never done foreplay or caressing even once before.
Since he wasn’t trying to enjoy this sex, this actually wasn’t much of a problem either. It was just a bit puzzling.
“Haah, ha….”
Everywhere his lips touched grew hot. His breathing grew more ragged and Lee Jiwoo’s eyes reddened too. He watched up close, missing nothing, as those indifferent eyes gradually became dyed with pleasure like clothes soaking in drizzling rain.
The delicately trembling eyelashes were a more shocking scene than he’d imagined. That was the biggest and heaviest incident among all the problems he was experiencing right now.
That’s what sex is. Even if the touch is clumsy, even with various dangers coming from the fact that the other person is male, even if some serious problem occurs—ultimately it’s a game that ends once you get aroused.
How on earth did I get swept up in this flow? I’m not even gay and Lee Jiwoo’s technique isn’t particularly outstanding either.
“Seoun.”
Was it because of that voice calling so desperately it gave him chills?
“Hurry….”
Was it because of the clumsy but ticklish sensation everywhere he touched? The whimpering, pitiful panting, or no, maybe it was because of those eyes.
Through the open robe, he glimpsed the dark red glans glistening with precum. Seeing directly the erect penis standing stiffly, already engorged to its limit as if it would burst at the slightest touch, seemed to clear his head a little.
But the moment Lee Jiwoo’s delicate fingers grasped his penis without any hesitation, his sense of reality grew distant again.
“Ah….”
A small gasp burst from his mouth regardless of his will. It was just a slow touch without any particular friction. Lee Jiwoo touched it here and there as if exploring something curious rather than for pleasure, and also gripped it tightly with his whole hand.
Until that moment, he wasn’t fully erect yet, but the moment Lee Jiwoo’s index fingertip stroked up the side of the shaft, he shuddered.
Seeing his whole body visibly stiffen, Lee Jiwoo’s eyes curved with apparent pleasure. He naturally opened the drawer and took out a tube-type lubricant. Through the translucent container, contents practically brand new showed through.
He squeezed the gel straight onto his erect penis. Mercilessly, like squeezing paint onto blank paper to fill in the background. From opening the drawer until now, the actions flowed together too quickly to avoid.
“Ngh!”
When the ice-cold gel touched his heightened sensitive area, his shoulders naturally hunched. Of course, the gel’s temperature wouldn’t be that low, but since his penis was currently hotter than his body temperature, it was bound to feel relatively cold.
“What? Is it cold?”
Lee Jiwoo, startled as well, asked with wide eyes. A lump of gel slid off and plopped down. When he reflexively stepped back, Lee Jiwoo came two steps forward.
“Sorry.”
Apologizing, he squeezed plenty of gel onto his own palm again. He squeezed out so much that another lump fell through his fingers. Setting the tube aside, Lee Jiwoo rubbed his palms together while looking at him.
Squelching sounds filled the entire quiet space all around. Not only was there a lot, but because of the viscous texture that flowed like water, the transparent gel ran through the gaps between his fingers, flowing down to his wrists and forearms.
As he stared at it as if entranced, Lee Jiwoo suddenly asked.
“What are you thinking about?”
He could have just said anything, but somehow no voice came out. Without knowing what to say, words shattered into pieces got stuck in his throat, unable to form sentences.
Without asking again, Lee Jiwoo carefully grasped his penis again with hands covered in gel.
“Is it not cold now?”
“……”
“Still cold?”
At the gaze constantly checking on him and the strangely gentle tone, he was speechless. He just looked at Lee Jiwoo with confused eyes, his mouth firmly shut, then squeezed his eyes closed.
“Ngh….”
“You seem really sensitive here. Right?”
It was a voice whispering quietly as if telling a secret. The touch was as clumsy as the kissing, but he didn’t miss the places that made him react, touching them persistently.
“Does it feel good here?”
“Ha…. Mmm….”
“Seems like it does. It’d be even better if you’d tell me when it feels good.”
“What feels good…. Ah!”
Lee Jiwoo began rubbing his wetly soaked glans, completely enveloping it with his palm. With the already excessively large amount of gel making things slippery, combined with the friction from his palm, he couldn’t keep his wits about him.
His legs trembled so he hurriedly gripped the vanity table with his hand.
Right now he was in a situation where he couldn’t get his bearings. Originally, he’d planned to focus on making Lee Jiwoo happy while pretending to enjoy it too. To do that, he should have naturally resolved to serve diligently.
But for some reason, he couldn’t move at all. Because of the touch that had absurdly no technique compared to rumors of being a hedonist, because of the desperate kisses that couldn’t even breathe properly through his nose, because of those eyes desperately wanting something.
He was in an extremely confused state because he’d even realized that this unidentifiable emotion definitely wasn’t unpleasant.
Unable to stop it or move, he just moaned like sobbing like a helpless fool until he ejaculated.
“Ah, ahhh…. Hk….”
His vision flickered on and off like lightbulb filaments sporadically going out.
Until the orgasm subsided, Lee Jiwoo continued moving his hand slowly. From top to bottom, from beginning to end, every time his palm rubbed, there was a squelching water sound from the semen and gel mixing together.
“Seoun.”
When he was just panting with his head bowed, drained after one wave had passed, Lee Jiwoo called him. He murmured his name again in such a quiet, small voice.
His wet hand came up and entered inside the open robe. His slippery, hot palm roughly stroked his stomach and chest broadly and haphazardly.
He pulled Lee Jiwoo’s nape while gasping for breath and kissed him. Even though he’d clearly just ejaculated, there was still a sensation resembling heavy pain remaining in his groin.
“Mmph, hh….”
“Mmm…. Hk, ha….”
Now he couldn’t tell if it was the sound he was making or the sound Lee Jiwoo was making. Then he felt a hand groping near his perineum. The moment his eyes flew open in surprise, the finger that had been groping between his buttocks pushed inside without hesitation.
“……!”
Of course, he hadn’t expected any warning either. But he hadn’t known they’d get to the main point so suddenly, without any preparation.
“Ah…!”
His reason mixed up like kneaded flour dough and he screamed shrilly without realizing it and bit Lee Jiwoo’s lips. He could see Lee Jiwoo’s shoulders flinch and tremble, seemingly as surprised as him.
“Does it hurt?”
Lee Jiwoo asked worriedly even though he was the one who got bitten. Belatedly coming to his senses, he gripped his shoulders and shook his head. Fortunately, there was no bleeding and his lips weren’t torn.
“Turn around.”
“T-turn around?”
“Yeah, they say it’s better from behind.”
He suddenly became scared but couldn’t back out now. Pale-faced, he fumbled to grip the vanity table and turned his body. Lee Jiwoo gently pressed down slightly on his lower back, and his body naturally bent forward with his buttocks sticking out.
In 22 years of life, having never done this position even once, crazy shame and humiliation rushed over him, but he couldn’t dwell on stray thoughts for long.
Lee Jiwoo grabbed one side of his buttocks with his large hand and pushed it slightly to the side. Then he started squeezing the remaining half of the gel again near his tailbone in a stream. Naturally, the slippery viscous substance slowly flowed down along the cleft.
“Seoun.”
“Yes?”
Startled by the sudden call, he quickly lifted his head. Lee Jiwoo looked at him through the mirror and asked.
“It’s okay to do this, right?”
“Y-yes. Yes, yes.”
Seeing him hastily answer and smile like an idiot, Lee Jiwoo bent his waist slightly and kissed the crown of his head.
Like a child receiving an injection for the first time in his life, he bowed his head deeply and sobbed inwardly.
Sob sob, save me….
