CH 5.2

Fuck.

I was wearing the underwear bought by Yeon Woojeong. Clear blue. I only wore what I found. Looking at me, he giggled and then reached out his hand to play with my ear. As I shook my head violently, his hand soon fell off.

“Did you like the blue one?”

“Shut up.”

“This makes you embarrassed, huh?”

His voice crawled like a snake. When I crumpled my face, Yeon Woojeong bobbed his eyebrows, and then his mouth bit the underwear bands. As the underwear slowly moved down, my member sprang out.

“Hah…”

When the bottom became completely free, I became impatient despite the reliving sensation. The tip was damp. The underwear was already wet.

Yeon Woojeong looked silently at my member. It was hot on my face. I practically never showed this kind of thing to other people. I wanted to quickly touch and shake it, but I examined Yeon Woojeong’s face. It couldn’t have been pleasant to see the dick of other men. He slanted his head.

“I wondered where the food you ate went because you’re thin despite eating that well…”

“…”

“Only your dick grows, I see.”

Yeon Woojeong said something silly and grabbed my genitals without hesitation. An interjection came out even though I was only touched by his hand. His hand slowly moved up and then went down. My arms propping my body trembled because of the touch massaging the root.

I bit my lip. The pleasure that was very different from when I touched it shook me. Every time Yeon Woojeong’s hand moved, it felt like it was simmered down there.

Yeon Woojeong stared intently at me and then rounded the glans with his thumb. As my waist jerked, my member was inserted into the rounded hand and then escaped. He shook my shaft quite rough while his other hand pushed my thigh.

The frictional sound. The hot fixed gaze. The hand that moved skillfully. All of them permeated provocatively. The fact that Yeon Woojeong looked at me and that my thing was grabbed inside his hand overwhelmed my chest more than anything else.

“Nh…”

I tried to hold it in but the sound flowed out my mouth. Hah. I thought it was a breath escaping my mouth, but it was the sound of the breath Yeon Woojeong blew out. The smile had disappeared from his face. The black eyes were so close and seemed to suck me in. The lips under entered my sight.

I wanted to touch those lips. I wanted to reach it. My fingernails dug in as if to tear the blanket. The pleasure continued to build up. Yeon Woojeong’s red tongue went out and licked his lips. I got greedy. That tongue…

Suddenly, Yeon Woojeong lowered his head. He stuck out his tongue and then licked the tip. 

“Ah…”

My body turned stiff as my head turned blank. The sensation of something soft and squashy grazing against a sensitive part knocked my whole body intensely. I put my hand over Yeon Woojeong’s hand that was grabbing mine.

I shook it quickly and roughly. The back of Yeon Woojeong’s hand that was trapped under my palm was warm. When my fingertips scratched my genitals, I felt dizzy to the point that my back felt cold, and when I massaged it softly, I felt as if I was immersed in warm water.

Even while he stroked my member with his hand, Yeon Woojeong stretched out his tongue like a puppy, attacking my thing. The very sight of a raging genital meeting his red tongue made me feel like I looked at something bad. Every time his tongue came into contact, I wanted to grab Yeon Woojeong’s hair and shoved him. I couldn’t win against that impulse and ended up grabbing the back of Yeon Woojeong’s head and pushing him.

Yeon Woojeong, whose head was shoved forcefully, raised his eyes. Gleaming, wet genitalia flashed around his mouth. He stuck out his tongue, poking the narrow space. Ah. I threw back my head and closed my eyes. My body sank and my head exploded. It felt like it burst into small pieces and eventually disappeared.

My toes stood upright. I couldn’t bear it. The moment my hands fell down as strength left them, everything burst out.

“Haah, hah…”

Letting out rough breaths, I slowly opened my eyes. White semen dropped down. Yeon Woojeong’s cheeks were dotted with traces of me. He narrowed his eyes and wiped his cheeks.

Yeon Woojeong looked at me. Only my breath filled the room, everything else was quiet. We stared at each other without saying anything for a while. I couldn’t think of anything now, because I was sure what I wanted to do. I wanted to touch him.

Yeon Woojeong’s eyes went down. He once again grabbed the genitalia that was still erect. My body jerked at the soft stroke. His finger tapped on the tip and then moved down. Down, and even down…

The moment his finger headed under the sack, I harshly slapped Yeon Woojeong’s hand away.

“Hey! Do you guys know how the baby is made?”

It was when I was young. Even though they were elementary school students, they each had their own curiosity and interests, and there were many times when they whispered with each other. It was a discreet yet loud conversation.

“The train enters the tunnel.”

A whispering voice. I didn’t mean to overhear, but the moment I heard that I realized how man and woman slept.

It was the same now. A bastard from the youth shelter told me once.

“If it’s your face, I’m sure there’s a demand for both the front and back.”

Front and back. I knew at once what that front and back mean from Yeon Woojeong’s touch. I strained my eyes and glared at him.

“Where are you trying to put your dirty junk?”

“… What?”

Yeon Woojeong made a blank expression.

“Haha!”

Yeon Woojeong, who stared at me for quite a while, covered one side of his face with his hand and laughed. I saw his shoulders shake while he lowered his head. Yeon Woojeong, who kept laughing as if something was funny, stopped his laughter and looked up.

“Ah… I never knew there would be a day I regret losing my virginity early.”

The eyes filled with laughter ran through me.

“So, this is your first time?”

I didn’t answer him. It was obvious because I came of age a few hours ago, but I didn’t want to say it.

Yeon Woojeong’s hand came at once. His palm stroked my cheek. Still tense, I chased his face with my eyes as he approached me.

“Jiho. If you say you’re a virgin with your looks…”

“…”

“It makes me greedy for nothing.”

It wasn’t a bad thing to covet me for such a mere reason. It was strange to me that I became such an objective, but I didn’t hate it.

I grabbed Yeon Woojeong’s wrist that was touching my cheek and pushed him back. A familiar outline in his thighs stood out. Somehow, I couldn’t believe it. When I reached out my hand and touched it, Yeon Woojeong’s knees jerked.

Swollen hard genitalia. It was Yeon Woojeong’s.

When I looked up, Yeon Woojeong smiled strangely. He erected for me. Ah. An indescribable feeling bloomed in my heart. I had nothing else I wanted to possess or wish for. He was reacting just like me.

I brought my hands to Yeon Woojeong’s shirt. I got annoyed because the buttons didn’t open up easily. I was grappling with one and two buttons, but Yeon Woojeong grabbed my hand. He raised half of his body and stared at my eyes. Yeon Woojeong looked at me as if pondering something. I wanted to push him back because the interlude was long, but I managed to hold in. Then, he loosened the button slowly. I stared, didn’t lose his body that gradually came into view.

As he took off the shirt, his upper body completely came into view. The white skin was like the snow that just fell down and hadn’t been touched by anyone. When I looked at things like that, I wanted to step on them.

I touched my fingertips to his chest. As I slid down the soft skin that wasn’t rough at all and my hand reached his pants, Yeon Woojeong meekly unbuckled and took off his pants. The black underwear contrasted with white skin.

When I grabbed the clearly erect genitalia, he grabbed my wrist and moved. I touched, following the outline, and Yeon Woojeong let out a breath that tickled my ears.