#24
Bonoh hurriedly turned off the movie. His muttering to himself for his own innocence was awkward no matter who heard it. With his mind in confusion, Bonoh clicked on a comedy genre movie from the OTT site rankings. It was a movie famous for being good to watch while laughing mindlessly, so Bonoh had heard the title several times.
This should be fine. However, this movie also put Bonoh in a difficult position. It started with a scene of the protagonist having a one-night stand. It was because he hadn’t checked that it was rated 19+. Since they were both adults, turning off the movie now seemed awkward, and not knowing what the next movie might be like, Bonoh just left it on. Since it’s a comedy genre, this kind of scene should end quickly. But the scene he thought would pass by lightly was more intense than expected.
It’s a comedy! It’s a comedy…!
When the scene went on longer than expected, Bonoh gave up on his resolve to change the atmosphere and started watching the movie. Regardless of what Taeseong thought, Bonoh was already exhausted.
The sex scene showed no signs of ending. As he continued watching while sipping alcohol, he began to react down below.
Fuck… It was because it had been too long since he’d had happy time while living in the dorm. Bonoh subtly hugged his legs. “Until the East Sea’s waters and Baekdu Mountain wear away and dry up.” Even after singing the first verse of the national anthem to himself, what stood erect below showed no signs of subsiding. This is bad. I don’t know the lyrics to the second verse…
His ears grew hot. Still, Taeseong didn’t notice, right? When he looked to the side, Taeseong was staring intently at Bonoh’s crotch. Bonoh’s mind went blank.
He was wondering how to explain this. Though it happened while they were together as guys, he was too embarrassed that he’d gotten hard down there just from watching a risqué movie. He could feel his face burning hot.
That’s when it happened. Taeseong suddenly reached his hand toward Bonoh’s front.
“Wh-what!”
Startled, Bonoh struggled. He tried to push away Taeseong’s arm, but he was too flustered to put much strength in his hands. Meanwhile, Taeseong embraced Bonoh from behind while sitting. Even his struggling arms were held as if bound.
Taeseong’s chest touched his back. Bonoh struggled to escape from Taeseong’s embrace, but the more he tried, the closer he pressed against Taeseong’s body. Since he was only wearing a comfortable t-shirt for the dorm, he could clearly feel Taeseong’s body through the thin clothing.
He’s a guy, so why are his chest muscles so big… While he was distracted by such thoughts and let his guard down, Taeseong inserted his knee between Bonoh’s legs from behind and spread them. Bonoh’s legs were forced apart.
“What are you doing, constantly!”
“Stay still.”
Taeseong’s breath tickled his ear. Bonoh squirmed, but since his whole body was already bound by Taeseong, he couldn’t move much. Bonoh couldn’t even guess why Taeseong was doing this. At first, he was the one who wouldn’t even come near him, calling him dirty. Being in this position when caught with an erection, his standing cock was clearly visible.
Taeseong completely embraced Bonoh’s upper body with one hand. With his other hand, he undid Bonoh’s belt buckle and pulled down the zipper. The shape of his erect cock was nakedly revealed over his navy blue underwear. Bonoh felt dizzy. He wanted to hide in a mouse hole from shame, but he couldn’t escape since he was caught by Joo Taeseong.
“Making a fuss after getting like this.”
Taeseong put his hand inside the underwear and pulled out the hardened cock. Bonoh squeezed his eyes shut. Why is he doing this! Taeseong’s dry palm stroked the cock. Though it was a businesslike touch as if annoyed, the sensation was so vivid that Bonoh gritted his teeth.
“Ah, ugh…”
Bonoh’s head tilted back and leaned against Taeseong’s shoulder. His round earlobe touched Taeseong’s neck. Now he couldn’t come to his senses in a different way. It felt like sparks were flying in his head. It had been too long since someone else’s touch.
“Ahh… St-stop!”
When Taeseong rubbed the tip of the glans with his thumb, Bonoh convulsed. Wet sounds began to be heard from his crotch moistened with precum.
“Hng, hk!”
When he rubbed both sides of the glans between his fingers, Bonoh trembled in Taeseong’s embrace. Bonoh tried to pull his body back to avoid Taeseong’s touch, but the more he did, the deeper he sank into Taeseong’s embrace. Something seemed to touch his buttocks, but he had no time to think about what it was.
“Hurry up and cum.”
Taeseong said in a cold voice. At that voice, Bonoh realized that unlike himself who was excited and twisting his waist, Taeseong was in a perfectly fine and rational state. Taeseong’s touch urging him to climax was rough.
With his whole body subdued and his cock being kneaded by dry hands, it felt like pleasure was being forcibly injected into him. While his thighs twitched, Bonoh worried whether his ear was too close to Taeseong’s lips.
“Usually, hk, when drunk, I easily… uhh.”
“How troublesome.”
Taeseong suddenly lifted Bonoh’s t-shirt, revealing his round navel. His white belly was flushed red, whether from alcohol or excitement. Finding his hands insufficient, Taeseong made Bonoh bite the hem of the t-shirt with his mouth.
With one hand stroking the cock and the other pinching his nipple. Bonoh’s soft nipple quickly stood up pointedly. Taeseong pinched the nipple with his nails, then caressed the entire chest with the broad part of his palm. The sensation of the bean-like nipple rolling under his palm was vivid.
“Hah, hand, ugh, let go! I’m really…”
Bonoh couldn’t finish his words and ejaculated into Taeseong’s hand.
“Wow, you cum quickly when I touch your chest.”
Taeseong was genuinely amazed.
“Haa, ha…”
Bonoh, whose body went limp from exhaustion, panted. He could feel Taeseong continuing to fiddle with his body. Since his cock was sensitive from just climaxing, Bonoh gathered his last remaining strength to push away Taeseong’s hand. Though it was a movement drained of strength, Taeseong readily withdrew his hand.
Bonoh fell asleep just like that.
***
“Ah, I should drink with you too.”
As soon as he heard those words, Taeseong snorted inwardly. He’s really determined to confess. There’s nothing uglier than confessing while drunk, but he must not have had much courage otherwise? How nervous must he have been… Tsk. Clicking his tongue softly, Taeseong guessed that Bonoh’s feelings seemed bigger than he had expected.
Taeseong’s plan was to politely reject the confession on Friday and go to his family home during the weekend. It was Taeseong’s own consideration to allow Bonoh to sort out his emotions alone in the room.
However, Kim Bonoh, this mood-killing guy, didn’t even bother to find a nice bar with good atmosphere and suggested drinking in the room. He must have been embarrassed to confess as a man to another man in a public place. Even so, was it really appropriate to confess while drinking beer and soju with black chicken stew as a side dish?
The determined Kim Bonoh was blatant. He tested the waters with talk about some guys in Political Science and Diplomacy getting caught kissing, and put on a queer movie. When the reaction was lukewarm, he put on another movie, but even that was quite risqué.
By then, Taeseong couldn’t help but misunderstand Bonoh’s intention as ‘Since the confession is ruined anyway, I’ll at least try to sleep with him once.’ This shameless perverted gay Kim Bonoh stared at him intently with an erect cock and a flushed face. His intention was obvious.
He was left alone with a pervert in an enclosed space. Taeseong had no intention of sleeping with Bonoh as he wished. Taeseong, who decided to drain Bonoh’s strength so he couldn’t pounce on him, reached his hand toward Bonoh’s bulging front.
“Wh-what!”
Kim Bonoh’s attitude of pretending to be startled was also incredibly coquettish. It was because Kim Bonoh’s back touching his chest was so hot.
The effort was commendable, but the constant struggling was a bit annoying. He had just tried to solve it by simply reaching out his hand, but Taeseong had no choice but to embrace Bonoh. Kim Bonoh kept flinching and rubbing his body against his chest. Ah, is this what he wanted? Had he calculated up to here and struggled? Anyway, Kim Bonoh must be quite lustful.
Taeseong completely subdued Bonoh’s body, then stuck his hand inside Bonoh’s underwear. He grasped the erect cock. The fact that he was holding another person’s dirty cock with his hand was a bit horrifying. Taeseong didn’t even masturbate often, yet he found himself pathetically working to relieve someone else’s sexual desire.
See, you’re dying of pleasure like this.
He hadn’t even kneaded it with his hand a few times, but Kim Bonoh was completely convulsing. Slowly twisting his hot body, he let out moans. Taeseong, who was moving his hand mechanically, was a bit bothered that Bonoh’s moans could be heard so closely. It seemed like his instincts were warning him to finish quickly before it became more annoying.
“Hurry up and cum.”
Though Taeseong deliberately spoke in a cold voice, it wasn’t very effective. His hand movements, which had been casual, naturally became rougher.
Taeseong found himself lifting Kim Bonoh’s t-shirt without realizing it. Only then did the thought ‘Why did I do this?’ suddenly occur to him. He was doing this to drain his strength so he couldn’t pounce on him, but why? It was an act that didn’t match his intention.
But there was no time to think further. Now Taeseong’s only goal was to make Kim Bonoh cum quickly.
Author: Hyacinthus B
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