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Some time after that, rain poured from the sky. It was winter rain that hadn’t fallen in a while. Taein fell asleep listening to the pattering sound of rain. When he fell into light sleep, sounds from reality would often be heard in his dreams too, and that day was like that. The sound of rain was so loud that he dreamed of replacing windows. When he opened his eyes, Gu Wanjae had come home looking like a wet lion. He had just taken off his shoes from the shoe rack and was shaking his hair.
It had been a few days since he gave his first handjob. Taein had tried to forget about that day. His friend had been drunk and said things he wouldn’t normally say, and anyway the erection had died down so that was that.
He had just tried to let it pass like that.
But that rainy day was another beginning.
Taein woke up from sleep to the sound of coming into the room saying the schedule was canceled, shibal bastard, wow, fucking bastard. Half-asleep for only a moment, Gu Wanjae took off all his clothes and lay down next to him. Taein only made sounds like “did you come?” “mm, I came” in his drowsiness, and Gu Wanjae started various conversations for no reason.
Hey, I got caught in some rain and I smell fucking bad.
Not really… you don’t smell.
No. Smell me.
While saying that, he pulled Taein’s head toward his chest. Since Taein was drowsy, he only showed weak resistance and naturally accepted Gu Wanjae’s actions.
Not really, what smell.
Doesn’t it smell arousing?
He thought he was talking about natural body odor like sweat smell, but that wasn’t it. He was talking about the lingering scent of pheromones that leaked from the Alpha’s body. Pheromones become thicker and spread everywhere when they touch water. Even when Taein belatedly noticed and said “Ah” while turning his head, Gu Wanjae was relentless.
Smell it, Kang Taein.
Ah shibal, why should I. Ugh.
Hey your face is fucking red.
Fucking what. So what. Shibal bastard. I was sleeping well and you’re picking a fight again.
When did I. Hey, give me your hand.
No, shibal.
The situation of pulling hands out from under the blanket and hands being caught repeated like that. Gu Wanjae tried to forcibly grab his hand, and while Taein was pulling his hand away, their bodies ended up pressed closely together. From when Gu Wanjae’s fully erect cock poked into his body, Taein chose to compromise at an appropriate level.
Ah… really, perverted bastard.
Hey, to a friend.
He seemed to be scolding him saying “tsk tsk,” but since he was really a pervert, there seemed to be nothing more to say. That day, before traveling, when he had gotten serious about being called a pervert – maybe it was because he got caught being a real pervert? Since he was such a pervert, he arbitrarily thought other people would be too. Taein thought that far and made the perverted bastard comment again. Gu Wanjae got aroused by Taein who was panting and calling him perverted bastard, shibal bastard, though he couldn’t help it. It wasn’t because he liked him or loved him.
Because their bodies were colliding, and because their traits were different, blood rushed to his dick.
He himself had originally tried to be careful. But hadn’t Taein told him to come up on the blanket first, and even handled the first handjob smoothly? Gu Wanjae became convinced that between friends without secrets, they could do this much, and even more. It doesn’t matter anyway since we’re friends. With such thoughts, Gu Wanjae took possession of Taein’s hand and brought that hand down to his dick.
That was the second time and the real beginning.
* * *
Since Gu Wanjae was mainly active at night, they had rarely seen the night ocean together.
Handjobs were handjobs and friends were friends.
Taein was maintaining a comfortable friendship with Gu Wanjae as usual. When he suddenly became aware of what he was doing with this guy, he would feel embarrassed, but that was only momentary. Gu Wanjae said that most guys including Choi Chan gave each other handjobs, that this kind of thing was nothing special. Taein had also heard low-quality conversations at school a few times. This bastard fucking cums in 10 seconds, this bastard is boring. What would there be to talk about like that?
It must be because they gave each other handjobs.
Taein, who had a vague premonition, tried hard to rationalize.
Yeah, well.
It’s not like hands wear out.
Right now, sitting with Gu Wanjae in front of the night ocean, he barely even had such thoughts.
Because Gu Wanjae was his most precious friend before being the guy he gave handjobs to.
Today Gu Wanjae said he had no work at night.
So they came out to see the night ocean, and even managed to buy alcohol and snacks from a convenience store that closed on its own around night time.
Near the deserted beach, there were only a few shabby streetlights. It wasn’t a special tourist destination, and it wasn’t summer, so past 8 PM you could hardly see any outsiders. Among the guesthouses too, only the building where Taein was currently staying had lights on, while other buildings had black windows like abandoned buildings.
Dim lights, deep darkness, the sound of waves. Taein found it amusing to listen to Gu Wanjae crunching peanuts while everything felt desolate. Even while listening to the low sound of waves, when Gu Wanjae crunched peanuts, his head would turn to the side.
“Hey, do I make that sound too?”
Saying that, Taein put a peanut in his mouth and looked at Gu Wanjae’s eyes.
Crunch. Crunch crunch. Though the sounds weren’t different, Taein couldn’t hear that sound with his own ears. The muffled sound was heard louder. It was the same for Gu Wanjae. It was possible for each to hear only the other’s sound. Gu Wanjae, who had been looking at Taein with raised eyebrows, said well, the sound of chewing peanuts is the same, and lifted his beer can.
The can was lifted all the way up, as if he had already emptied more than half.
Taein watched that and held out his beer can.
“Hey, if that’s not enough, drink mine.”
The door closed behind us, Taein muttered like that and reached for peanuts again.
This time he was trying to chew with his front teeth, so his lips were rounded.
Gu Wanjae finished drinking all the alcohol in his beer can and sent a glance toward such Taein. No matter how dark the surroundings, his skin was so fair that his entire face was visible as if a fluorescent light was turned on. Gu Wanjae suddenly had such a thought and carefully scanned Taein’s forehead, nose bridge, lips, and chin. Then he turned his gaze away.
They were sitting with a box roughly laid on the sandy beach. They could just sit normally, but for the past few days it had been raining on and off, so the soil was quite wet. Bringing any random box to the sandy beach just in case had been a stroke of genius.
Gu Wanjae looked behind. It was cold but the atmosphere was nice, so he felt like lying down once. But the sand behind was quite wet with water. The weather was cold and he could see things stuck together. Gu Wanjae, who had leaned back halfway, said “Ugh” and straightened his upper body. He looked like he couldn’t lie down.
“Why. Were you going to lie down?”
“Yeah. But the dirt is fucking dirty.”
“Then try lying on hyung-nim’s legs.”
Taein smiled with a flushed face. Even though not much alcohol had gone in, he got drunk quickly because of the weather. Gu Wanjae chuckled and moved closer to Taein. He lay down with his head against Taein’s thigh.
What he could see was the black sky, a few stars. And Taein’s chin.
Before, the lines were cool and masculine in a manly way, but starting last year, his facial lines had softened a lot. Just looking at him, he had a pretty face shape like a peeled egg. Gu Wanjae, pretending to stare blankly at the night sky while looking at Taein’s chin, also cast his gaze at his neck, ears, and hair scattered by the wind. Because of the darkness, brown hair looked like black hair. Looking at the color for only a moment, Taein lowered his head and his eyes went elsewhere.
“Hey, what can you see?”
“Yeah. Fucking lots of stars.”
At Gu Wanjae’s words, Taein raised his head and only discovered a few blurry stars. Not many came out, he said and lowered his head. Gu Wanjae said I don’t know, did they lose, then got up from his spot. He had gotten up less than 3 minutes after lying on Taein’s legs. Gu Wanjae shook his beer can and also shook Taein’s beer can. A few sips still remained.
“Want to drink?”
“No, you drink it.”
Taein shook his head. Without saying anything separately, Gu Wanjae drank Taein’s beer. His Adam’s apple bobbed greatly as he gulped it down well.
Taein looked at the thickly protruding Adam’s apple and sturdy-looking neck, then quickly touched his own neck. He didn’t always think about it, but once he became conscious of it, he would make comparisons like this. Even if he wanted to exercise to improve his physique, there were no dramatic changes in muscle or build. Rather, his weight had decreased and fat had attached in useless places. Areas where fat was unnecessary, like his buttocks and inner thighs, had plumped up.
Even if he wanted not to care, he couldn’t help but care. It naturally became stress.
Taein belatedly brushed himself off and got up from his spot.
Gu Wanjae had removed the box and thrown it to the side.
Let’s use it tomorrow too, he said with a grinning face.
Taein said if we leave it here it’ll all get wet, but started walking with Gu Wanjae anyway.
It was quick to the guesthouse. If they ran, it was a distance they could reach in a few dozen seconds. There was no separate entrance, so they could turn to the second floor just by going up the stairs. Today there were many rooms with lights on. If they listened carefully, they could probably hear people talking, but Taein wasn’t particularly interested. Gu Wanjae was also indifferent to the hyung-nims’ private lives.
When they opened the door and entered room 204, warm energy rose up.
It was thanks to setting the temperature high before going out. Taein washed his hands at the kitchen sink, and Gu Wanjae was in the bathroom for about 5 minutes before coming out.
“What’s with your face?”
Taein pointed at Gu Wanjae with a smiling face.
“Why.”
“It’s fucking red.”
“Not really.”
“Why can’t you drink lately? You’re going to lose to me.”
“Bullshit.”
“Drinking by the crate is a lie, right?”
Taein’s face was full of smiles. Alcohol tolerance differs depending on condition, and today he had gotten tipsy from just a few sips of beer. Taein, who was sitting leaning his back against the wall, shook his head alone saying “it’s a lie, it’s a lie” and played around. While the alcohol was rising and the room was warm, his body was loosening up on its own. Gu Wanjae watched that sight and walked toward Taein.
Taein, who raised his head, opened his mouth.
“Why.”
“Are you drunk?”
“No.”
Hearing his words drag a bit at the end, Gu Wanjae said definitively.
“You’re fucking drunk.”
Then he grinned.
“You get drunk from eating that?”
“You. You act like you’ve never been drunk.”
“I don’t get drunk.”
“Bullshit. You were fucking drunk that day too. From just eating that little bit of makgeolli.”
Taein looked up at Gu Wanjae with a smiling face.
Gu Wanjae was looking down at Taein while pressing his body close. His face had a dark expression, perhaps because of shadows. It was an atmosphere unrelated to smiles. Taein looked at that face and stuck his head forward. He had rested his dizzy head anywhere.
“Oh my, sexual harassment again.”
“What?”
At those words, Taein raised his head and looked at Gu Wanjae who said “sexual harassment” again with an absurd expression.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
