I Became the Lousy Side Top - Chap 106 Extra 1 - I Want to Touch You
A white hand stroked his cheek. The hand, which was smaller and thinner than Hyunjin’s own, had changed since the first time he’d seen it. It was riddled with tiny imperfections, the result of cooking and cleaning for hours every day. Despite that, Hyunjin loved the sight of it. He nuzzled closer to the touch.
He reached out and held the outstretched hand in his own, turning it over so that he could press his lips against the palm. He kissed it lovingly before moving slightly, sticking his tongue out and licking along the curve of the hand. The other person laughed a little, as if they were ticklish.
It was the most beautiful sound Hyunjin had ever heard. He kissed his way up the inside of the wrist, feeling the blood pounding harder in their veins.
‘Ah, they feel the same way as I do right now.’
Thinking that, Hyunjin couldn’t help but smile. He wanted to touch them more.
He wanted to take off their clothes, revealing their pale skin to his gaze. He wanted to kiss them all over, leaving traces of his touch. He wanted to bury himself deep inside their body and leave traces there as well, so far inside that they’d never be able to erase him. He’d never had sex with anyone before, but he wanted to so badly.
He wanted to devour them.
He wanted to make them smile.
He wanted to make them cry, too.
His heart was pounding with the force of his desire.
“You can do whatever you want.”
As if they’d sensed his feelings, the other person spoke to him. Only then did Hyunjin call his name.
“Jaewoo. My Jaewoo.”
Hyunjin couldn’t bear it anymore. He grabbed Jaewoo’s waist and crushed him below his body. Hyunjin must have been heavy – he was fairly tall – but Jaewoo just kept smiling, as if he wasn’t nervous at all.
Hyunjin pressed forward, preparing to attack…
At that moment, the morning alarm on his phone went off.
Brrrrrrr. Brrrrrrr.
Hyunjin opened his eyes and looked around the room blankly. He sat up, scrubbing his face with his hands. His lower body felt particularly sensitive that morning, and when he lifted the waistband of his pants, he saw his cock standing erect. Glancing to the side, he spotted Jaewoo’s face as he slept quietly next to him. Unlike Hyunjin, he appeared to be resting peacefully.
They’d stayed up late the night before organizing supplies for the restaurant, and he must have been exhausted. Even when the alarm went off, he didn’t wake up. Hyunjin reached out to stroke Jaewoo’s cheek like he did every day, but he suddenly remembered what’d happened in his dream and pulled back.
He stood up and headed towards the bathroom.
“Jaewoo, my Jaewoo…”
Like a man in a trance, he called out for Jaewoo as he ran his rough hands along his cock. When he thought of Jaewoo’s smiling face from his dream, his stomach tensed. It didn’t take very long after that.
Hyunjin washed the come off his hands with a sigh.
‘What am I doing?’
It wasn’t easy to suppress his desires when there was this emptiness inside of him that was aching to be filled.
‘My Jaewoo.’
When he thought about Jaewoo, heat rose up inside of him. Just thinking about touching him made his fingertips tingle. But no. He didn’t want to ruin his relationship with Jaewoo just because of his desires. He pressed down on the flame in his heart, feeling it slowly settle. A cold shower helped clear his mind even more.
When he finished showering and left the bathroom, Jaewoo was still asleep.
“Jaewoo.”
Hyunjin shook him gently. Jaewoo’s sleepy eyes slowly opened, and he raised a hand to rub them. Was it love that made Hyunjin think that everything Jaewoo did was adorable?1 He didn’t think so. He thought Jaewoo was just a naturally lovable person.
“Ah, I need to cook breakfast for the kids.”
Jaewoo tried to get up, but ended up flopping back down onto the mattress.
“I’ll cook for the kids. Get some more rest.”
“No, I can…”
Jaewoo tried to get up again, but Hyunjin forced him to lie back down. Once Jaewoo was settled, he left the bedroom and headed out across the patio towards the small storage room.
When he got closer, the door suddenly opened and a loud cry was heard.
“Wah!”
It seemed like Woohee was playing tricks again. As soon as Hyunjin jumped back with his own over-exaggerated cry of ‘Wah!’ Woohee doubled over laughing.
“I told you to stop messing around!”
Hyeonu scolded him harshly, but it wasn’t any use.
These days, the kids had the old storage room for themselves. Of course, it wasn’t a storage room anymore. The floor had been torn up and heating installed, and the room was renovated until it was comfortable enough to live in. At first, Woohee had insisted on staying with Hyunjin and Jaewoo, but he’d been quickly won over by the new bathroom they’d installed. They’d even added a desk and a bed inside.
“I’m going to prepare breakfast, so go wash up and get ready for school.”
“’kay!”
Woohee and Hyeonu went back inside. Then Woohee stuck his head out the door again.
“Is Uncle Jaewoo awake?”
“No, he needs his rest.”
The children had finally been told that the current Jaewoo was the same person as their Uncle Jaewoo. They’d kept it a secret for a while out of concern, but Woohee had seemed to be stressed over the whole situation, so they’d decided to reveal the truth. When they’d first told the children, Woohee had been suspicious, but he’d soon been convinced.
“They do kind of look alike.”
After that, his relationship with Jaewoo had quickly improved, and everything had been smooth sailing since then. As the number of customers at the restaurant had increased, their profits had improved substantially, and Jaewoo had been able to take more time off.
On holidays, they’d take the kids out to a variety of places in order to have fun. Although Mujin’s occasional visits were still a source of anxiety, he didn’t seem to want to do anything to them at the moment.
Everything was perfect, except for one thing…
Hyunjin entered the kitchen and started preparing breakfast. He reheated the leftover cabbage soup2 from dinner and opened the rice cooker to check if there was any rice left. For side dishes, he figured he would grab some from the fridge and cook a couple of eggs.
He placed the eggs in the frying pan and flipped them over once they were mostly cooked.
‘I want to kiss him.’
Anytime Hyunjin’s mind wandered, even for a moment, those thoughts came back. Just like in his dream, he wanted to leave marks on Jaewoo’s palms, lips, stomach, the inside of his thighs.
‘Stop.’
As his cock began to swell again, Hyunjin tried to calm down by thinking about other things. By the time he’d gotten himself under control, the fried eggs had been burned.
“Ugh.”
He kept the burned eggs for himself and started some new ones for the kids.
“Are you making fried eggs for breakfast?”
Jaewoo leaned against the doorway to the kitchen, yawning.
“Yeah. Are you still tired?”
“A little.”
“Maybe we should close the restaurant today?”
“No, no way. We’re supposed to be open on weekdays; we can’t close with no notice.”
“Restaurant owners are people too; you’re allowed to take breaks.”
Jaewoo couldn’t help but chuckle at those words.
“Before, who kept insisting on working more, even when I told him to rest?”
Hyunjin shrugged. It’s true, he’d been like that at the beginning. For a while, when the restaurant began to turn a profit and he saw the amount of money coming in, he’d wanted more and more. But it hadn’t been long before he’d come to his senses. Jaewoo was the one doing most of the cooking, and he didn’t want to make things harder on him.
“It’s fine though, I’m going to get off work early today.”
Jaewoo came closer and kissed Hyunjin’s cheek. When Hyunjin looked at him, a bit surprised, Jaewoo smiled and said.
“I brushed my teeth.”
In the past, they’d avoided even holding hands where the children might see, but things had changed a lot recently. Sometimes, when the kids weren’t paying attention, they’d kiss and tease each other until they laughed. Hyunjin loved that Jaewoo seemed to have opened up more and more, but he was also a little resentful.
His cock, which had only just calmed down, began to twitch again. Hyunjin felt a bit pitiful. Had his self-control always been this weak?
“Food! Is breakfast ready?”
Woohee stuck his head into the kitchen.
“All you have to do is set the table.”
A large table was prepared in the room, and the four of them sat together and ate breakfast. After eating and sending the kids to school, it was time to open the restaurant.
Hyunjin and Jaewoo walked down the hill side by side.
“Once we save up some more money, should we move houses?”
Hyunjin nodded.
“That’s a good idea.”
“I’m a little worried because I really love our current home.”
“Same here.”
“‘That’s good, that’s also good.’ You should voice your own opinions!”
Jaewoo lightly pinched Hyunjin’s cheek.
“If you like it, then I like it too.”
“What sort of system is that?”
Even though Jaewoo was grumbling, he didn’t seem upset. Hyunjin smiled. Winter had passed, and the weather was getting warmer. He could see the nape of Jaewoo’s neck fully exposed by the light V-neck sweater he was wearing.
As Hyunjin stared at his bare skin, his teeth began to itch. He could remember how it had felt to bite Jaewoo’s shoulder as he stuffed his cock inside of him. When he’d heard the squelching sound coming from the place where they were connected, he’d started to fuck into him like a madman. It had only been a dream, but the sensations kept tormenting him.
Smack!
Hyunjin raised his hand and slapped his own cheek.
“Hyunjin?”
Jaewoo was startled by his sudden action and looked at Hyunjin in surprise.
“There was a bug.”
“But didn’t you use too much force?”
Jaewoo reached out and rubbed Hyunjin’s cheek with a worried expression. In the past, Hyunjin would have thought nothing of such a casual touch, but now he was so attuned to Jaewoo that it affected him differently. Still, he did his best not to show it.
“I’m alright. We should hurry up, we’re launching that new menu item today.”
“That’s true…”
Jaewoo had looked as if he wanted to say something further, but at that reminder, his mouth closed again.
“I’m really okay.”
This time, Hyunjin was the one that reached out and held Jaewoo’s hand. Only then did Jaewoo’s expression soften, as if he felt relieved. Enough dwelling. Jaewoo’s comfort was far more important to him than his own.
Jaewoo tried to keep his expression as natural as possible, but it was hard to stay relaxed when his heart was pounding in his chest. Because the truth was, lying awake in bed that morning, he’d heard everything!
He’d heard Hyunjin calling out his name from the bathroom. He’d known exactly what he’d been doing – it wasn’t like people called out someone else’s name if they were just innocently showering. It wasn’t exactly strange, either. They were dating, and they were slowly getting closer and closer physically. Things like that were bound to happen.
‘Maybe I’ve been taking things too slowly.’
Hyunjin was a young man in his prime, at an age where carnal desires were at an all-time high! He’d been too laissez faire about it all.
‘I need to do something, too!’
Thoughts like that began to run through Jaewoo’s head.
‘But what?’
His palms started to sweat. It wasn’t like he didn’t know the sorts of things that men could do with one another. He was aware of them theoretically, but actually doing it was something else.
‘Then what should I try first?’
Maybe he should buy some condoms? Just the idea made him feel dizzy, and he couldn’t concentrate on his cooking. He ended up burning his hands, although luckily it wasn’t serious. Hyunjin was so scared he wanted to abandon the restaurant and take Jaewoo to the hospital.
“I’m fine! It barely even hurts!”
“Still, you need to go to the hospital.”
“Alright, fine, I’ll go. But you need to stay here; I can go by myself.”
At those words, Hyunjin began to sulk, but Jaewoo was right: the owners couldn’t just kick out all their customers and close up shop on a whim. Although they’d recently hired a part-time worker, he didn’t know how to cook yet.
Jaewoo went by himself to a nearby hospital. As he expected, his wound wasn’t serious, and all they did was prescribe a topical medication. He went to a nearby pharmacy to get the prescription filled, and as he was glancing around the store, a small display in the corner caught his eye.
[Love Gel]
There were condoms stacked next to it.
“Seo Jaewoo!”
“Yes!”
He’d been studying the lubricant for so long, he couldn’t help but jump when someone called out his name. What on earth had he been staring for? Jaewoo took the medicated ointment from the pharmacist with a burning face. Now all he had to do was return to the restaurant, but for some reason his feet refused to move.
“Give me a moment, please.”
Jaewoo squeezed his eyes shut as he added the lubricant and condoms to his bill. As a grown man, he could easily afford to purchase them. He’d entered the pharmacy empty-handed, but left swinging a black bag from his hand.
“Jaewoo, did you make it to the hospital?”
“Huh? Oh, y-yeah.”
“What did they say?”
As he spoke, Hyunjin casually held out his hand, reaching for the bag, but there was no way Jaewoo would let him. Jaewoo clenched his hand tighter around the bag and tried to hide it behind his back.
“They confirmed that it wasn’t serious. All I need is some medicated ointment.”
“I’m glad it’s nothing big.”
Hyunjin tilted his head as he looked at Jaewoo. The expression on his face seemed to be asking why he hadn’t given him the bag yet.
“I’ll apply the ointment myself. You’re busy.”
“I have time for this.”
Beads of cold sweat appeared on Jaewoo’s forehead.
Ding-a-ling-a-ling! Just then, the bell on the front door rang.
“A c-customer has arrived!”
His savior! While Hyunjin was glancing towards the entrance, Jaewoo quickly scampered away to the break room and closed the door.
‘I didn’t get caught.’
Jaewoo let out a sigh of relief and then immediately thunked his forehead against the wall.
‘’I didn’t get caught’, what am I thinking?!’
This was something he’d bought for the two of them, so why was he keeping it a secret? If he was too embarrassed to tell him right away, then maybe he should practice with it a little first? After all, there was supposed to be a lot of prep work for two men to have sex. He could get used to it first and then surprise Hyunjin.
“Uuuuuugh.”
Jaewoo let out a groan as he sat down on the sofa, staring at the innocent-looking black bag on the table. He opened it, took out the lubricant as if he was handling a live grenade, and read the instructions. Even that much had his face burning. Was he actually going to be able to do this?
Jaewoo placed the lubricant back in the bag and stuffed it inside his locker. Then he rejoined Hyunjin out in the restaurant. Things had gotten busy while he’d been gone.
“Jaewoo, your face looks red.”
“Does it? It’s a bit hot in here.”
He let out an awkward chuckle, fanning his clothes as if he was trying to cool down. Then another crowd of customers arrived, and they didn’t have time to think about anything else. By the time they finished serving them, it was already 8:30 in the evening, and the two of them were preparing to leave.
“Did you remember your ointment, Jaewoo?”
“Yep, I’ve got it.”
Jaewoo held on to the black bag for dear life as the two of them walked home together. By the time they arrived, it was after nine. The kids had already eaten the dinner they’d left for them and were busy doing homework, but they got up to welcome them back.
“Welcome home!”
“Brother! I did such a good job on my homework today the teacher gave me a sticker!”
The kids laughed and chattered about their days. Then, at about 10 o’clock, the children washed up and went to bed.
“Shall we wash up too?”
“Yes, why don’t you go first?”
While Hyunjin started preparing for bed, Jaewoo nodded at him and then took out the black bag from where he’d stuffed it in the dresser. He wrapped it tightly in a towel and left for the bathroom, feeling accomplished.
He took a quick shower, then placed a towel down on the floor and pulled out the lubricant and box of condoms. He lay down on the towel, took out one of the condoms, rolled it over his finger, and poured some of the lube on top.
The light pink lubricant flowing down over his condom-covered finger certainly looked appealing. Jaewoo took a deep breath and lowered his hand down. He carefully circled his entrance, smearing the lube around, before slowly pushing in, inch by inch. He winced at the sensation of a foreign object entering him, but kept pushing forward. He made it to the first joint before he had to stop.
‘No way.’
In novels, things always seemed to go in so easily, but this was really hard. If this was how it felt with just a single finger, how could something larger even fit? Jaewoo’s body was trembling uncontrollably; he obviously needed a lot more practice.
Maybe he should try calling out his name, like Hyunjin had done? Jaewoo tried to keep his voice low as he murmured.
“Hyunjin, Hyunjin.”
Was it just his imagination? It felt a little better this time, and his finger sank a bit deeper.
“Mmph!”
His cock had slowly started to harden. He thrust his finger in again and began stroking himself with his other hand. Calling out Hyunjin’s name was really helping.
“Hyunjin.”
He felt like a fire was kindling to life inside of him. His face, which was usually rather pale, turned red, until even the tips of his ears were burning. The lewd squelches of the lubricant made his stomach tighten as he pleasured himself.
“Hyunjin.”
He remembered the feel of his large, rough hands as they held Jaewoo’s own; his firm chest and toned legs, and the smile on his face as he looked down at him. All of those memories built up inside of him until he felt like he was going to burst.
He tried to suppress his voice as best he could, but eventually he couldn’t take it anymore. A cry leaked out and echoed off the bathroom tiles.
“Mmm, ohhh. Haaaah…”
Jaewoo let out a gasp as came, his seed spilling out over his stomach. He was left dazed, panting for breath. When he finally came back to his senses, his entire lower half was a mess. A mixture of semen and lubricant was smeared across his abdomen and thighs.
Jaewoo went to cover his face with his hands, then immediately dropped them again. He felt the urge to scrub his hands in the sink and then take a second shower.
He let out a long exhale.
Still, it hadn’t been bad. He’d only used a single finger, so how would it feel if it was something much larger? Jaewoo paused for a second, considering, then quickly waved the thought away and stood up. A lot of care had gone into designing this bathroom, but it was still just a place to take a shower. You couldn’t lie on the floor forever.
As he stood up, still shaky from the remnants of his orgasm, a knocking sound suddenly reverberated around the room.
“Jaewoo, did you call for me?”
“Oh, no! Nope!”
He’d called his name, but he didn’t call for him! Jaewoo hurriedly blurted out a negative, but the doorknob began to turn. He’d locked the door, but it seemed like the lock was broken. When he realized that, Jaewoo felt like he was going to faint.
“I definitely heard you.”
“No!”
Jaewoo clutched at the doorknob desperately, but no matter how he tried, it kept slipping through his slick hands. Finally, Hyunjin succeeded in throwing open the door. Jaewoo tried to turn away in embarrassment, but the floor was slippery, and he ended up falling on his back.
‘Aaaah!’
Jaewoo screamed internally.
“Jaewoo! Are you okay?”
Hyunjin stood in the doorway, looking Jaewoo up and down with a puzzled expression. The flush on Jaewoo’s face and chest, the semen on his stomach, and the lube smeared across his thighs – everything was revealed to him. After taking it all in, Hyunjin closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again. They seemed darker than normal, but Jaewoo couldn’t read the emotion inside of them.
‘What in the world must he think of me?’
Jaewoo honestly felt like he was going to cry.
“Jaewoo.”
Hyunjin’s voice seemed deeper than it usually was, almost hoarse.
“This isn’t a dream, is it?”
Jaewoo wished it was just a dream. While he was thinking that, Hyunjin stepped inside the room and knelt down in front of Jaewoo.
“Jaewoo.”
Hyunjin glanced down, his eyelashes fluttering. As Jaewoo watched him, unable to look away, Hyunjin raised his head again and reached out to cup his cheek with his large hand.
“If you don’t like something, tell me.”
Before he could understand what he meant, Hyunjin’s lips were pressing against Jaewoo’s own. It was a small, soft kiss, like a bird greeting its mate. Jaewoo began to calm down slightly. He thought that Hyunjin was doing this to try and comfort him, so he gently kissed back.
They’d done this together so often, the awkwardness had faded long ago. Even when Hyunjin deepened the kiss, opening his mouth and exploring with his tongue, Jaewoo still thought nothing of it. But as the kiss continued, turning more passionate, Jaewoo’s thoughts began to change.
It was becoming harder to breathe as the kiss went on. Jaewoo’s head was spinning – had Hyunjin ever kissed him like this before?
The wet, squelching sounds echoed in Jaewoo’s ears. He wanted to claim that he didn’t like it, but truthfully, he couldn’t.
“Jaewoo, breathe.”
Hyunjin pulled back the barest amount, just enough to allow Jaewoo to suck in a deep breath of air. Hyunjin laughed softly. He looked disgustingly cheerful, even as Jaewoo felt like he was dying.
“Move over, I need to get up.”
Jaewoo put his hands on Hyunjin’s chest and tried to push him away, but Hyunjin didn’t budge. Jaewoo was left lying on the bathroom floor, helpless. At least he’d placed a towel down first, so he wasn’t cold.
“You haven’t said you don’t like it yet.”
Jaewoo was about to ask him what that meant, but before he could, Hyunjin had shifted closer and pressed his hips up in between Jaewoo’s spread legs. Jaewoo felt something hard rub up against his own soft cock. After a brief moment of confusion, Jaewoo’s face turned beet red as he realized what it was he was feeling.
“Wait, wait!”
Hyunjin took Jaewoo’s hand and placed it on his cheek, looking at him with a pleading expression.
“You don’t want to? Weren’t you doing all this for me?”
That was true, but Jaewoo was too embarrassed to say that outright. He pressed his lips together tightly, refusing to speak. Hyunjin lowered his eyes sadly.
“If you don’t want to, then why is your hole dripping?”
“Waugh!”
Jaewoo quickly reached out his hand and covered Hyunjin’s mouth. He used to be an innocent young man – when had he changed?! His time as a gangster had clearly had a negative impact on him!
“Mmm.”
Hyunjin rolled his eyes and then licked Jaewoo’s palm with his tongue. Jaewoo pulled his hand back, startled by the sudden wetness. Looking perplexed, Hyunjin asked him.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“Where did you learn those words!”
“Oh, I did do something wrong.”
Hyunjin’s sullen appearance made him look like a large dog with its ears folded against its head.
“No, it’s alright. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
In the end, Jaewoo was always the weaker of the two. Faced with Hyunjin’s sad face, he had no choice but to reassure him.
“Then can we keep going?”
Of course, this was the problem with giving in. Jaewoo covered his face with both hands as he abruptly realized where this was heading. He was torn: half of him wanted to run away from this situation, but the other half suddenly realized that this was an opportunity. If they didn’t keep going, he didn’t know when he’d have the courage to deepen their relationship.
“Okay.”
“Then please move your hands.”
Hyunjin gently moved one of Jaewoo’s hands away from his face and placed it off to the side.
“W-why!”
“I want to see your face.”
Then he smiled, his eyes crinkling shut. Hyunjin was beautiful. Jaewoo slowly lowered his other hand, his body trembling. Hyunjin leaned forward and gave him a kiss in response. Jaewoo relaxed into the kiss, closing his eyes against the harsh glare of the bathroom lights as their bodies pressed together once more.
“Ah, mmm. Haaaaaaah.”
Each time Hyunjin’s condom-covered finger moved in and out, a helpless moan escaped Jaewoo’s mouth. He’d already done the same thing earlier, so why did it feel so much more intense now?
“Mmm…”
“Jaewoo, my Jaewoo.”
The towel resting below him was soaked with lube and sweat, and his hole kept letting out obscene squelching noises as Hyunjin touched him. Hyunjin pressed his thick fingers inside until he reached his knuckle, causing Jaewoo’s thighs to twitch and his toes to curl. He tried to shift backward on the towel, flinching away from the sensation of his delicate inner walls being rubbed, but Hyunjin grasped Jaewoo’s waist with his other hand and pulled him closer again.
“That’s still only one finger.”
“You liar!”
“It’s the truth.”
Should it really be that tight with only one finger? Jaewoo knew that Hyunjin had larger hands than he did, but he hadn’t expected the difference to be that much.
“But it’s going in so smoothly, I think we can increase it a bit.”
As soon as Hyunjin finished speaking, Jaewoo felt the pressure inside of him become even greater. His legs went limp, as if he was melting like ice cream in the sun. No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t bring himself to move.
“A-Aahhh…”
Jaewoo tried to bite his lip, afraid that the kids might hear his moans, even though they were on the opposite side of the house.
‘How much more do we need to stretch?’
His mind went blank. Jaewoo tried to search through his memories, but eventually gave up and instead took a quick look at Hyunjin’s pants. He could see the shape of Hyunjin’s cock through the fabric, pushing against it as if it was ready to explode. He’d seen it accidentally before, but didn’t know the exact size. Jaewoo stretched out his hand and ran it over the bulge.
Hyunjin sucked in his breath hard.
Why was Hyunjin so pretty even when doing something like this? Jaewoo unzipped his pants and pulled out his hidden cock. His mouth watered inadvertently, and he had to swallow hard as he stroked the soft skin.
‘Will this really fit?’
As he slowly stroked Hyunjin’s cock, it almost seemed to get bigger. The sight of the hard flesh twitching beneath his fingers was difficult to look at. Was he really going to put something like that inside of him? Then he glanced up at Hyunjin’s expression and he couldn’t help but smile. Even now, Hyunjin was adorable.
Jaewoo wrapped his arms around Hyunjin’s neck and pulled him down closer. He planted a light peck on his lips, only for Hyunjin to instantly deepen the kiss once more.
“…There’s three now, Jaewoo.”
Jaewoo didn’t need to know that, but Hyunjin’s sincerity was hard to resist.
“Mmmph, mmm! Ah, ah!”
He could hear a sound like someone walking through mud on a rainy day. Being with Hyunjin like this made him realize how mysterious the human body really was.
“I think you’re ready now.”
Lube dripped from Hyunjin’s fingers as he pulled them out. Then Hyunjin paused, his body trembling. What was the point of hesitating now? He could finally have sex with the person he loved.
“It’s alright, you can do it.”
As soon as Jaewoo finished speaking, he felt something thick and warm force it’s way inside of him. He’d thought he was stretched enough, but it didn’t feel like it.
“Urgh…”
How deep was he trying to go? Each time Hyunjin pushed forward, Jaewoo felt like he was burning up. How long had it been since they’d started? Seeing his expression, Hyunjin stopped moving and kissed the tears from Jaewoo’s eyes.
“Is it all inside?”
Jaewoo clutched at Hyunjin’s back, trying not to flinch or run away. His body was as taut as a bowstring, but he tried to force himself to relax. He’d wanted this for so long.
“Almost all of it.”
Hyunjin swept his hand up over Jaewoo’s forehead, smoothing his hair away from his sweaty face. Did that mean that not everything was in yet?! Jaewoo wasn’t sure if he could take anymore. He felt like he was stuffed full.
He slowly started to shift backwards on the towel, away from Hyunjin’s body.
“Jaewoo.”
Hyunjin’s raspy voice tickled Jaewoo’s ear. Involuntarily, he glanced over and met Hyunjin’s gaze. His eyes, which had always seemed so hard to read, were full of desire.
“Don’t run away.”
Then he wrapped his hands around Jaewoo’s waist and pulled him back against him at the same time as he thrust forward, his cock penetrating even deeper inside of him.
“Augh!”
Jaewoo’s body shook uncontrollably, and he felt like he was going to faint. He scrabbled at the bathroom tiles, but there was nothing for him to grab on to. Finally he dragged his trembling hand down and placed it on top of Hyunjin’s, which was still clutching his waist. Feeling that familiar touch, he was able to relax slightly.
“Ohh, ah, ah!”
It felt like his body was on fire. Every time Hyunjin moved, he felt himself stretch to accommodate him, the obscene noises echoing across the bathroom as their hips slapped together. His legs were arcing upwards, shaking, unable to find any support.
“Mmph…”
Jaewoo tried his best to muffle his voice, but it kept leaking out of him. The aching stretch had begun to ease, giving way to a sensation that Jaewoo didn’t have the words to describe. Everytime Hyunjin thrust forward, his cock brushed past something inside of him that sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body. Jaewoo couldn’t hold back his cries anymore.
“Ah, ah, ahhh!”
He gasped for air as he cried out, his hands clutching at Hyunjin’s shoulders, torn between drawing him closer or pushing him away. It felt like he was going to lose his mind from the pleasure.
Hyunjin seemed to sense his hesitation. He grabbed hold of Jaewoo, his arms flexing as he pulled them backwards, until Jaewoo was sitting on top of Hyunjin’s lap. Because of their new position, it felt like Hyunjin’s cock was reaching even deeper than before. Hyunjin let out a soft moan as Jaewoo shifted, trying to lift himself off with his legs.
“No, Jaewoo.”
Hyunjin’s voice was reproachful, but his hands were unyielding as they wrapped around Jaewoo’s waist and dragged him back down again. Slam! Jaewoo felt the reverberations in his soul.
“A-Ahhh!”
Jaewoo didn’t know what was happening anymore. He wrapped his arms around Hyunjin’s neck, tears welling up at the corners of his eyes. Hyunjin had always been so sweet and tender with him, but right now he felt almost wild.
“Don’t cry.”
Hyunjin leaned closer, licking the tears away.
“You–!”
“I know.”
“You know what?”
Jaewoo tried to show his anger by raising his voice, but Hyunjin merely blinked at him.
“It’s because I’m too impatient.”
“Wh-why are you so impatient?”
“I think it’s because I’ve been holding back for so long. Now that I finally have you, I can’t control myself. Can you put up with it for just a little bit?”
Jaewoo’s heart twinged as Hyunjin stared at him pleadingly. In the past, Hyunjin would never ask anyone for even the smallest favor, yet look at him now. Jaewoo couldn’t bring himself to scold him, not when he was finally opening up to others. In the end, Jaewoo had no choice but to nod his head, even as his tears continued falling.
“Just a little bit.”
“Yes!”
Hyunjin’s eyes crinkled up as he smiled widely. Then, before Jaewoo could even catch his breath, he thrust his hips up hard. The feeling of Hyunjin’s cock penetrating him even deeper made him realize he’d made a mistake, but it was too late. All he could do was tremble helplessly in Hyunjin’s arms.
“A-Ah! Slower, go slower!”
Jaewoo yanked at Hyunjin’s hair in frustration, but he didn’t even flinch. He thrust into Jaewoo over and over again like a starving animal, devouring him until there was nothing left to give.
Afterwards, Jaewoo had been left dazed and barely able to move. He’d never expected to have his first time on a hard bathroom floor, but at least it made cleaning up easier. Hyunjin had washed Jaewoo, then carried him out of the room and lay him down on his stomach on top of the mattress.
Jaewoo expected him to fetch his pajamas next, but it seemed like Hyunjin had some other plan in mind. He crawled on top of the bed and pulled Jaewoo up onto his knees before once again pressing himself back inside Jaewoo’s tender body.
“Again?!”
Hyunjin just nodded his head and started thrusting. The second time was a bit easier than the first had been. It wasn’t like Hyunjin had gotten any smaller, but it started feeling good quicker than before.
Jaewoo lowered himself to his elbows and slapped a hand over his mouth to try to suppress a moan. Hyunjin’s hand, roughened from a lifetime of work, touched the nape of his neck before sliding over his body until it reached his chest. He rubbed his fingers over Jaewoo’s nipples, stimulating them. At first Jaewoo didn’t understand why, but then Hyunjin pinched the skin and a bolt of pleasure shot down his spine.
“Mmmph, mmm… Ahhhh…!”
Jaewoo’s hands clutched at the sheets, pulling one corner off the mattress. On top of the messy bed, their two naked bodies moved together.
“Jaewoo… Jaewoo!”
Hyunjin’s teeth nibbled at the back of his neck. At the sensation, Jaewoo tensed up, his body becoming even tighter. Jaewoo’s cock, which had been hanging limp between his legs, began to harden again.
How many times had he come already? Now the only liquid flowing from the head of his cock was thin and watery. When Hyunjin moved his hand forward and began to stroke over the tip, Jaewoo felt like he was going to die.
“No more, no more.”
He tried his best to tell him, but Hyunjin refused to listen. He continued stroking Jaewoo’s cock, not giving up until he finally pulled forth a small palmful of liquid. He moved his hand up to Jaewoo’s face, showing it to him.
“Didn’t you just come?”
Did Hyunjin consider that coming? Jaewoo bit his finger in anger, tasting a burst of bitterness on the tip of his tongue.
Slam! It seemed like Hyunjin was finally reaching his limit. His hips began to move quicker, his thrusts becoming more wild. Finally, he let out a groan and pressed forward as hard as he could, spilling his seed deep inside of Jaewoo’s body.
As soon as Jaewoo felt the warmth inside of him, it felt like all his strength left him. He collasped down onto the bed, his arms like noodles. He knew he had to clean himself up again, but he was too tired to lift a finger.
‘Hyunjin will take care of the rest.’
Jaewoo gently closed his blurry eyes.
“Ugh.”
Jaewoo shifted on the bed, slowly opening his heavy eyelids. His body had been a mess when he fell asleep, but now everything had been cleaned. Someone had clearly bathed him, and he was wearing his pajamas. Even the sheets had been changed. The only thing strange was that Hyunjin wasn’t next to him.
Without much thought, Jaewoo tried to stand up, but his thighs and waist instantly protested.
“Ugh!”
Jaewoo stumbled forward slowly until he could open the door that led out to the yard. Hyunjin was there, washing the blanket that they’d ruined earlier.
“Jaewoo! You’re awake?”
Hyunjin was barefoot, his sweatpants rolled up above his knees as he stepped on the blanket to force it down into the wash tub, but he still came running over.
“I was really worried because you wouldn’t wake up. I even thought about taking you to the hospital.”
“Don’t you dare.”
“I thought you’d say that, so I waited.”
He smiled widely. When he did that, it transformed him once more into the cute, thoughtful man that Jaewoo loved, but that wasn’t enough to pacify him this time.
“Give me your hand.”
Hyunjin placed his hand in Jaewoo’s instantly, like a dog being told to shake. Jaewoo looked down at Hyunjin’s large hand and pinched the skin on the back, but no matter how hard he pinched him, Hyunjin just kept smiling.
“Doesn’t that hurt?”
“If it’s Jaewoo doing it, I don’t mind even if it hurts.”
The anger that had built up inside of him swiftly subsided. How could he be mad at someone who reacted like that? Jaewoo chuckled and sat down against the doorway. His body was still stiff and sore in places, but overall he didn’t feel too bad.
“Jaewoo.”
“What?”
“Was yesterday alright?”
“Huh?”
“I really liked it, but what about you?”
Jaewoo thought back to what it had felt like to have sex with Hyunjin. He’d heard that first times didn’t always feel good, but although things had gotten rough towards the end, he’d still thoroughly enjoyed himself. He reached down and pressed his hand against his abdomen, and had to close his eyes as he remembered the feeling of Hyunjin so deep inside of him.
“I liked it too.”
“Then can we do it again?”
It turned out that Hyunjin was just like anyone else when it came to sex. Then again, wasn’t Jaewoo the same way? There was nothing he wouldn’t do for him.
“Alright.”
The answer was easy.
“But what about the restaurant?”
“We should take the day off. I think cooking would be too hard for you today.”
“I can still move.”
“But it was all because of me, so I need to take care of you.”
Jaewoo let out a chuckle at Hyunjin’s serious demeanor. He tried not to take breaks on days that weren’t the weekend or public holidays, but the occasional day off was okay.
“Alright, then let’s rest today!”
“Yes!”
Jaewoo looked at the time and saw that it was already ten am. The kids would have gone to school, and the only people home were Jaewoo and Hyunjin.
“Then why don’t we eat breakfast first?”
“You didn’t eat already?”
“I wanted to wait and eat with you.”
“What about the blanket?”
“I’ll finish after we eat.”
Hyunjin quickly ran to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for the two of them. His sleeves were rolled up, and the muscles in his forearms flexed as he worked. In the past, Jaewoo probably wouldn’t have noticed, but now he found his eyes constantly wandering, remembering the strength of his grip the other day. It seemed like having sex had affected him more than he realized.
Jaewoo scratched his head as he watched Hyunjin through the kitchen door. The meal was simple: a savory porridge with tuna and vegetables, seasoned soy sauce, and finely chopped kimchi.
Jaewoo was about to ask him why porridge, but he held back. He felt like he could probably guess the reason3.
After the two of them finished their leisurely meal, Hyunjin returned to washing the blanket. Once he finished, he brought it over to Jaewoo, who’d been quietly watching TV.
Jaewoo reached out his hand and touched it. Although the weather was warm, the blanket itself was freezing. They’d remodeled the rest of the house, but the water spigot in the yard, which Hyunjin had used, was still not heated.
“Should we get a larger washing machine?”
Jaewoo fidgeted as he spoke. Hyunjin answered him with a nod.
“We don’t have to get one right away. We could get a blanket that’s easier to wash.”
“Are you planning on washing it frequently?”
At Jaewoo’s words, Hyunjin reached out and wrapped his arms around him in a warm hug. He hadn’t answered the question, but his actions were answer enough.
“You don’t need to wash the blanket every time. We can buy a second one and lay it on top.”
When he said that, Hyunjin’s eyes lit up.
“If we get two we can wash them in turns.”
How often did he plan to have sex? Jaewoo looked at Hyunjin in bewilderment, causing him to smile again. He was never like this in the past, but it looked like he’d grown more cunning over time. Compared to when they’d first met, they’d both changed so much.
Jaewoo hugged Hyunjin back, his face next to his, for a long time.
He hoped that they could continue to be together like this. That would truly be happiness.
“What should we eat for lunch?”
Hyunjin eventually spoke up.
“Porridge?”
“Do you really want that?”
“Is it no good?”
“It’s fine, but what about some tasty soybean paste stew instead? I suddenly have a yearning for it.”
“How did you know that I’m a master of soybean paste stew?”
The two of them smiled at each other, easy and natural. Later, the children would return after their classes had ended, but for now, it was just the two of them. Since that was the case, they should enjoy this time to the fullest.
The two laughed while chatting about this and that.
It was a peaceful afternoon.
Footnotes
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- 그 모습마저도 귀여워 보이는 건 콩깍지 때문일까. – Maybe the reason it looked so cute was because of the bean pods. – This is referring to the Korean expression, “A bean pod covering his eyes.” It refers to someone blinded by love, to the point where they can’t see their love’s flaws or red flags. ‘Rose colored glasses’ might be a good way to put this. Source
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- From what I could tell, porridge in Korea is something you might eat when you’re not feeling well, sort of like chicken soup in the west. It’s comforting and easy on the stomach.
