HH | Chapter 3.3
Leehyup’s eyes, fixed on Eunil’s chest, moved to him. The impression that followed was of an intense stare that seemed it would pierce right through his lungs, and Eunil lost the ability to speak for a moment.
It felt as if his mind had gone white. Sweat gathered beneath his nose. It was a bad sign. The sensation bunching in his lower abdomen seemed to drive the point home.
He couldn’t just lie there blankly like this, yet his body couldn’t move, as if it were tied in a noose. Leehyup’s gaze tightened even more around him. When that pitch-black stare reached his center, Eunil’s penis hardened as if it had been waiting for it. It pushed hard against the fabric of his pants so clearly it could be seen with the naked eye.
Eunil forced down his heated breathing. His chest rose sharply, laying his panting breath bare. Even though he was openly aroused, Leehyup didn’t tell him to get up, and didn’t tell him to get lost either. He said nothing.
Eunil bit down hard on his lower lip until it turned white. His hands on his chest opened and closed, then fidgeted no more. At last he spread his hand open. It moved down, slicing across his sternum.
It passed over his abdomen, which was twitching restlessly, and slipped under the elastic band. Keeping his eyes locked on Leehyup’s in those pitch-black pupils, he wrapped his hand around his penis.
“Haa!”
As if it had been waiting for this very moment, pleasure slammed into him. Eunil’s chin shot upward, and the breath he had been holding burst out hard. He couldn’t hide it anymore, couldn’t hold it back anymore. The moment he gave in, his desire flared up violently.
By now he had thrown reason aside completely. Eunil lifted his hips and pulled off his pants and underwear in one motion. His hairless penis sprang out in full erection and twitched at the edge of his vision. Today was the second time Leehyup had seen it.
He was the only one who had ever seen it, even from another person. With that, his complex about it healed itself, and that too felt like fate, so the last thin thread of Eunil’s reason flew away.
“Huhh…”
Eunil spread his legs. He wrapped his hand around his penis and ran his palm along the taut foreskin. Just like when Leehyup had masturbated with Eunil right there in front of him, Eunil was now masturbating in front of Leehyup. The difference was that this time, he was openly desiring Leehyup himself.
“Haa… sir, sir.”
Eunil’s desire grew and grew. He became desperate. He wanted to touch not just with his eyes, but with his hands, with his body, with hot skin against skin. He wanted to reach every place he could and be rubbed over, licked, and ground against. In the desperation to be asked to do that, his pelvis shook on its own and his waist jerked without restraint. He was losing control bit by bit. In the end, he felt like he would demand it shamelessly.
“Ahh, uung!”
Before that happened, Eunil bit down hard on his lip. He rolled over and lay face-down, fleeing from Leehyup’s gaze. But Leehyup’s thick scent only became a drug, clouding Eunil’s senses. It drove blood to gather in a feverish rush.
Unconsciously, Eunil buried his nose in the bed and inhaled the scent like he was stealing it. Even the way his hips lifted high would surely have looked beast-like, but he didn’t care as he sniffed and even pressed his face in.
“Huaa, ahh!”
Good, good!
Using the cries that were about to burst out as an excuse, Eunil bit down on a handful of the blanket. He sucked at it until his cheeks hollowed, then chewed on it hard. The flesh of his thick buttocks rippled with the motion as he sucked again, almost tearing at the spot after the blanket had soaked up his saliva.
He could feel the gaze aimed there. At a hotter point than anywhere else, Eunil shook his hips on purpose, in a lewd shape no one had ever taught him, and then went further and grabbed one cheek roughly, kneading it.
Just Leehyup’s existence was pleasure. An indescribable joy.
“Sir, haa, sir!”
Good, good, I like it, I like it so much!
Eunil ground his face into the bed until it was crumpled. The words he couldn’t bear to say came out as aching moans instead. Sweat soaked his whole body. The beads of sweat gathered on his forehead slid down over his tightly shut eyelids. At that moment, Eunil’s chin shot upward again. His full lips parted and gaped open.
“Aah, ah, ah!”
Eunil came right then. He squeezed every last drop from his softening shaft and sprayed semen over the fine bedding. It was such an overwhelming ecstasy that it was hard to believe he had done it only with his own hand, and saliva stretched thinly from the corner of his mouth.
“Ahh, ah-uhng!”
The afterglow was deep. The tingling sensation that flowed all the way to his toes would not settle down easily. Eunil forgot Leehyup was even there and sprawled over the semen, writhing as if he were floating. He remained sunk in the afterglow for a long time, his waist jerking and the muscles in his buttocks throbbing. Leehyup had watched all of it without moving a single step from where he had first stood.
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By the time he got home in the clunker of a car, it was well past six. After starting and stopping over and over again at the images that kept flashing through his mind, this was where the time had gone, and in that process Eunil had also calmed down quite a bit.
If he was going to count humiliation, then Leehyup, who had been his side dish all week, was actually worse, so all Eunil could do was feel a little sorry instead. As for embarrassment, this wasn’t even the first time he had experienced something like this, so it didn’t hurt that much.
While working part-time at the department store, he had been accused of being a thief by a customer, and because his mother had been seen with the greengrocer uncle, his hair had even been pulled in the middle of the street. Compared to that, this was just sir looking into his shame by himself, so it really wasn’t comparable to anything else…
No, it was. It really was an embarrassment of unimaginable proportions, a shame beyond comparison. The fact that Eunil, who was usually not moved much by emotion, had rolled around under the blanket in desperation was already a big deal.
Crazy, crazy. He had gone crazy. After struggling for a long while, Eunil finally poked his face out from under the blanket. Leehyup’s words suddenly came back to him.
Still, Leehyup had said they’d see each other tomorrow. It had been in the same expressionless tone as always, but still, see you tomorrow. He hadn’t said a single thing about the lewd mess Eunil had made on his bed, only see you tomorrow.
Which meant Eunil didn’t have to quit. Even after grabbing his own penis and masturbating on Leehyup’s bed while calling out to him, Leehyup was still saying it was fine. When Eunil had awkwardly tried to draw the blanket back and said it smelled and had to be thrown away, Leehyup had even told him to handle it himself.
Once Eunil got that far in his thoughts, he buried his nose in his armpit. He had sweated buckets and still hadn’t washed, but there wasn’t any smell that bad, bad enough to need throwing away.
Well, then. Would sir really have thrown it away for that reason? He probably just hated everything except his own smell. But even so, that same person had laid himself there again…
His nerves must really have been messed up. At times like this, some absurd positive feedback loop just started spinning. It was because he was convinced Leehyup didn’t really care about this.
Leehyup, who had masturbated without giving a damn about Eunil’s presence, probably saw it as nothing more than something a man could do. If that was the case, then there was no reason for Eunil to be this miserable over it. Just like he did, Leehyup would probably act as if nothing had happened.
Oddly enough, Eunil felt better. Or maybe it was just ridiculous, but his lower abdomen started shaking. Without hesitation, he took his clothes off. Completely naked, he grabbed himself and shook it. Sir, sir. Remembering Leehyup’s penetrating stare, he quickened his hand.
“Haa, ah, sir, look, look at me.”
Eunil spread his legs wide. He gripped his penis and, with his other hand, pulled one knee up to his chest. The place he had never even consciously noticed was throbbing.
People said this was the spot men used when they had sex. He had heard that it hurt terribly, but even so, the fact that they still joined together must mean there was a satisfaction greater than the pain. Eunil thought that he wished Leehyup would fuck him there too. Whether or not that huge, savage thing could even fit.
Eunil came while imagining himself being pierced by the Leehyup in his head. Now that he had even gotten to the point of wanting insertion like a woman, quitting the part-time job now felt a little unfair.
He decided that tomorrow, when Leehyup said they’d see each other, he would pretend not to know. It seemed like the only way, as long as he didn’t quit the part-time job.
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