His head was dizzy from the alcohol.
How did it end up like this? They’d definitely been talking about songs…
“Ah, fuck… Do Yeonjae.”
At the roughly hoarse voice, Do Yeonjae stopped thinking and raised his gaze as if entranced. He could see strength entering Kwon Isoo’s deeply furrowed jaw. As his scrunched eyes squeezed tightly shut, dense shadows fell across his skin. There was no trace of composure on his face grinding his teeth.
“Wait, just don’t move… fuck.”
“Haah…”
Do Yeonjae, unable to take his eyes off the beautiful face flushed red with heat, made a sound like a moan, swept up in excitement.
The more his body wriggled, the thick shaft pressed forcefully from his perineum to his penis. The rough texture of the jeans rubbed and pressed against his sensitive areas. At that moment, Kwon Isoo, having lost his reason, instinctively thrust his left thigh up at an angle. As the heavy weight pushed in between the intimate gap as if stabbing, fluid trickled from his throbbing, tightly clenched member. At the strange feeling of his underwear getting wet, Do Yeonjae trembled.
“…Hngh,”
Do Yeonjae’s face turned bright red with the humiliation of having wetly soiled the inside while still wearing pants. Kwon Isoo, who had been watching Do Yeonjae convulsing finely, suddenly sat up with a string of curses.
Supporting Do Yeonjae’s waist with his hand to keep him from falling backward, he hastily pulled out his cock. The moment it popped out and twitched menacingly near his navel, Do Yeonjae blinked at the sight. Unbelievable… it was truly a sobering size.
It wasn’t that big when I saw it last time… though of course, that was before he was aroused. As he couldn’t hide his trembling pupils, Kwon Isoo urged him in an impatient voice.
“What are you doing, take it off.”
“…You must hear a lot that you’re big.”
“Who asked you to evaluate my dick right now?”
Receiving Do Yeonjae’s blank stare, his cock twitched disgustingly once more. Dick evaluation… he seems to like that.
Perhaps frustrated with Do Yeonjae, who couldn’t readily touch it, Kwon Isoo frowned and reached out boldly.
“Don’t make a fuss. Between guys, getting off once together…”
His hand grabbed the zipper and without hesitation, click—
…Click?
Ah. That was the sound of missing the zipper pull. Maybe because the pull is small compared to his hand size. Looking down, he could see Kwon Isoo’s hand trembling.
“…Kwon Isoo?”
“…Fuck. Fucking cheap zipper.”
“These pants were expensive.”
Kwon Isoo, his face flushed red, threw a fit about why it wasn’t working. Unable to watch any longer, Do Yeonjae moved his arm.
“…I’ll pull it down.”
Pushing aside Kwon Isoo’s hand, he smoothly lowered the zipper. As he pulled out his damp member from his black boxers, Kwon Isoo’s eyes sharpened.
Do Yeonjae pulling down his own pants right in front of him, this fucking…
He almost came.
Kwon Isoo gritted his teeth and held back the urge to ejaculate. The real Do Yeonjae turned him on far more than the countless naked images of Do Yeonjae he’d imagined while masturbating. Just from pulling down his pants. Ah, fuck, goddammit. How can something like this even exist? What kind of bastard is he?
Your dick, fuck, when did it get so soaked…
Kwon Isoo swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth and groaned. His head spun. If he stayed like this, blood would rush and either his dick would burst or his nose would bleed—one of the two would definitely burst. Kwon Isoo glared at Do Yeonjae, who had nearly made him a premature ejaculator, and warned him as if chewing him out.
“You… just try pulling down your zipper in front of some other guy.”
Perhaps because it sounded like idiotic nonsense, Do Yeonjae looked shocked even with his flushed face.
“…Kwon Isoo. No one pulls down their zipper in front of others.”
You do it in the bathroom, fuck. It might sound like bullshit but Kwon Isoo was serious. He thought with a mind that seemed ready to go crazy any moment.
I really fucking hate that you live with those guys too.
How long has it been since debut, why hasn’t he moved out yet? Just thinking about Do Yeonjae taking out his dick alone in the dorm and touching it made him feel like his nerves would snap.
Annoying. Do Yeonjae’s expression, gestures, breathing, even trivial words—everything was stimulating enough to make his spine tingle. His more defenseless and relaxed attitude from drinking too. The way heat rose on that indifferent face, making him keep recalling that damn dream.
Thinking of the dream made his cock throb like Pavlov’s fucking dog.
He grabbed Do Yeonjae’s hard member. When you’re this wet too. Feeling shallow satisfaction at Do Yeonjae’s flinching reaction, he slowly rolled the cockhead with his thumb. When he teasingly stroked the shaft with his other hand, Do Yeonjae’s cock twitched in his palm.
When he scratched the tip of the glans with his fingertips, a deep flush spread across the handsome face letting out small moans.
While moving his hand in a rubbing motion, he watched Do Yeonjae’s face without even blinking. Kwon Isoo, who had been concentrating without realizing his corneas were dry and stinging, licked his dry lips with his tongue. His body heated up, wanting to swallow all the heated breaths coming from those lips.
Kwon Isoo, pulling Do Yeonjae’s body even closer, gripped both erect shafts together in his large hand.
“……”
Surprised by the strong grip, Do Yeonjae panted and tilted his head back. The moment the cock flesh slick with fluid rubbed together, his lower belly heated up intensely. Ah, hng, ngh. The more he covered his mouth with the back of his hand and held back his moans, the more the heat seemed to spread throughout his entire body.
Kwon Isoo squeezed the cocks in his hand tightly, then stroked upward from bottom to top. Without even thinking to wipe off the sticky pre-cum coating the side of his fingers, he frantically pumped back and forth roughly. Wet, crude sounds filled his ears.
“Ha, fuck…”
He increased the speed while letting out low moans.
Slick fluid dripped down along the veins bulging on the back of his hand. The fluid-soaked cocks stuck together stickily. As if they would adhere completely if he didn’t stop now.
Excitement rose like his brain was melting with the bizarre delusion.
The more stimulation was added to his sensitive areas, the more Do Yeonjae’s eyes grew hazy and unfocused. The faster his breathing became, the fiercer the grip squeezing his member. Do Yeonjae trembled finely and thought distantly.
Ah, this feels good.
The sensation of the hot shafts rubbing together heavily felt good. Is this what it’s normally like? He’d only done it alone and had no experience with others, so he didn’t know. Each time the bumpy veins roughly rubbed, his lower back tingled.
Frowning at the rising pleasure, his gaze clashed with Kwon Isoo’s. Those eyes, half-gone and consumed by lust, were unfamiliar yet… intimidating. It felt like an uncontrollable sensation was electrifying his entire body.
“Kwon Isoo, I think I’m gonna… ugh.”
“…Huu, go ahead.”
White semen spurted from his twitching member on the verge of climax. The vivid sight of viscous fluid bursting out and dripping was clearly imprinted in Kwon Isoo’s wide-open eyes. He forcibly pulled over Do Yeonjae’s hand trembling with shivers and made him grip his cock drenched and glistening with pre-cum and milky fluid.
Even though he was the one directly moving the weakened hand, just the reason that Do Yeonjae’s skin was touching made the heat explode upward.
“Kgh, ah. Fuck… Do Yeon, jae.”
His entire body trembled with ecstasy to the point of throbbing. Unable to endure the shivers, Kwon Isoo buried his face in Do Yeonjae’s chest. Even clenching his teeth, moans kept leaking out.
Do Yeonjae. Do Yeonjae.
While letting out moist moans as if wetting Do Yeonjae’s ears, he bit near his neck. When he licked the skin with his damp tongue, the startled hand tensed with strength. His head went pure white at the touch firmly gripping his cock.
Semen that burst out in spurts splattered onto Do Yeonjae’s clothes. The thick smell of ejaculate stabbed in as if to numb his nose.
Exhaling a long breath, Kwon Isoo rested his forehead on Do Yeonjae’s shoulder, feeling the afterglow of ejaculation. A twisted heat showed in his eyes as he quietly gazed at the body with white semen stuck to it.
