“We will begin entry for Theater 3 shortly.”
The movie theater, which I hadn’t visited in a while, was bustling with people. It seemed a popular franchise hero movie had just been released. Everyone held pamphlets for the film.
And among them, most of the women……………
“Seong-hyeon, shall we go in now?”
“Seong-hyeon?”
“……Yes.”
Seong-hyeon frowned slightly as he noticed women openly glancing at Ha-jin. He wanted to ignore it, but their blatant admiration was irritating. How could they look at someone else’s man like that, even with him right there?
Seong-hyeon glared at the women who seemed ready to pounce at any moment, despite Ha-jin being right by his side. It wasn’t pleasant to have others confirm how attractive the man next to him was.
“Are you feeling unwell today, Seong-hyeon? Should we skip the movie?”
Ha-jin’s question was innocent, unaware of Seong-hyeon’s thoughts. Seong-hyeon felt even more annoyed, but the gentle touch of Ha-jin’s large hand on his forehead calmed him.
“No. It’s nothing. Let’s go.”
Today marked their seventh date since their first meeting.
They had met every day without fail, so it had been exactly one week since they started seeing each other.
During that time, Seong-hyeon and Ha-jin had shared many conversations and experiences.
Ha-jin asked what made Seong-hyeon feel best when touched, and Seong-hyeon wondered what turned Ha-jin on the most. Ha-jin said he got turned on whenever Seong-hyeon called his name and smiled, while Seong-hyeon said he enjoyed every touch from Ha-jin.
They kissed whenever their eyes met—deep, passionate kisses that mingled their saliva and breath. After kissing, Ha-jin would often suck on Seong-hyeon’s breasts, saying they were delicious. As a result, Seong-hyeon’s nipples were always erect.
Moreover, whenever Seong-hyeon’s hole felt itchy, Ha-jin would willingly let him suck his cock. Sometimes, Seong-hyeon would swallow Ha-jin’s cum deep in his throat, and other times, he would savor it on his tongue before swallowing slowly. Each time, Ha-jin would caress Seong-hyeon’s buttocks or lick his hole, praising him for how well his throat took Ha-jin’s cock.
Although they weren’t officially dating and hadn’t had anal sex, they had done almost everything else.
And through it all, Seong-hyeon realized something.
Kwon Ha-jin was not only attractive to him but also to others. Seong-hyeon had to acknowledge this again today at the theater, witnessing people’s reactions firsthand.
“Let me help you check your ticket ……” the usher paused, momentarily forgetting what they were saying as they gazed at Ha-jin’s face.
“Here’s your popcorn combo set………….” The concession stand worker, handing over a popcorn bucket overflowing to the point of bursting, froze as Ha-jin’s fingers brushed against theirs.
“You can enter through here.”
“Thank you.”
“No problem.”
Even a staff member, who didn’t need to guide them to the nearby theater, blushed openly while doing so. Ha-jin seemed unfazed by the excessive kindness, as if he was used to it.
“The staff here are incredibly friendly, Seong-hyeon. Shall we come back here for our next movie?”
“……”
Seeing this, Seong-hyeon’s barely contained frustration bubbled up again. Damn it, why does he have to be so flirtatious? He’s attracting all this attention from women without a care. Seong-hyeon wanted to kick Ha-jin in the shin but held back.
They weren’t even officially dating, so he couldn’t express his feelings like this.
“……Damn it.”
Seong-hyeon muttered under his breath, gritting his teeth.
That was the problem.
Kwon Ha-jin and Yoon Seong-hyeon were still not officially dating.
It was clear that Ha-jin had feelings for him. The way he looked at Seong-hyeon and his behavior revealed emotions he couldn’t hide. Sometimes, Ha-jin would gaze at Seong-hyeon as if admiring a delicate sugar sculpture. It was obvious how Ha-jin felt about him.
Yet, he still hadn’t asked Seong-hyeon out. If Ha-jin would just say the word, Seong-hyeon was ready to pretend to give in and agree to date him.
How much longer did he have to wait for Ha-jin to make a move?
Frustrated and impatient, Seong-hyeon left Ha-jin behind and strode into the theater. Lost in thought, he didn’t notice the empty seats and sat down in the first available one, visibly annoyed.
“……”
Ha-jin followed slowly and sat next to Seong-hyeon. Seong-hyeon felt his presence but didn’t look at him. He wasn’t in the mood for cheerful conversation.
“Seong-hyeon.”
Ha-jin’s soft voice broke the silence, sensing Seong-hyeon’s mood.
“Does your hole feel itchy?”
“……What?”
Caught off guard by Ha-jin’s unexpected words, Seong-hyeon frowned and glared at him. The man, despite his stern appearance, smiled gently, looking troubled.
“Is that why you’re so irritated right now?”
Seong-hyeon stared at Ha-jin silently, confused by his suggestion. Ha-jin’s expression seemed genuine, as if he truly believed this was the root of Seong-hyeon’s frustration.
……Could it be true?
Reflecting on it, Seong-hyeon realized that Ha-jin attracting female attention shouldn’t bother him this much. After all, having an attractive partner was better than the alternative. And why should he care if Ha-jin was popular with women? It had nothing to do with him. A partner being popular with the opposite sex didn’t mean they would cheat…
“……”
Seong-hyeon tilted his head, puzzled. Why did he assume his partner should be a woman? Ha-jin was a man, after all.
A sense of unease washed over him. He felt like he was overlooking something significant.
Seong-hyeon turned to look at Ha-jin, who was smiling at him. He admired Ha-jin’s handsome features—the straight nose and sharp eyes that always captivated him. Even in his irritated state, Seong-hyeon couldn’t help but appreciate Ha-jin’s appearance. And it wasn’t just his face; Ha-jin’s impressive physique also stirred something within him.
Thinking about it, Seong-hyeon realized his irritation might indeed stem from…
“……You might be right.”
He had been denying himself for too long. His frustration was likely due to unfulfilled desires. Here he was, sitting next to Ha-jin, yearning for something more.
A warm, long finger gently touched Seong-hyeon’s lips, as if to soothe any potential hurt. The tender gesture was meant to comfort him.
“It has been a while since our Seong-hyeon received anything in his back hole.”
Our Seong-hyeon?
“Would you like me to fill your hole with my cum?”
Before Seong-hyeon could process the intimate tone, Ha-jin continued, leaving him blinking in surprise. His long lashes fluttered as he took in the suggestion, feeling a mix of anticipation and confusion.
Seong-hyeon’s eyes gleamed with anticipation, his body unconsciously leaning toward Ha-jin. He cleared his throat, unaware of his own eagerness.
“Well, but we’re not officially dating yet…..”
Sex was something reserved for lovers, not just anyone. For some reason, Seong-hyeon had always believed this. Therefore, no matter how tempting, he couldn’t let just anyone inside him.
Yet, he couldn’t help but feel a spark of excitement. He licked his lips with his red tongue, which brushed against Ha-jin’s finger still lingering near his mouth.
“Mmm.”
Ha-jin used his saliva-coated finger to gently part Seong-hyeon’s lips, slipping it inside to tease the wet underside of his tongue. He then withdrew his finger and slid his hand down Seong-hyeon’s back, slipping it into the slight gap in his pants created by his seated position.
“So, I won’t put my cock inside you.”
He pressed firmly between Seong-hyeon’s buttocks, making him shiver and squirm. This allowed Ha-jin’s finger to reach deeper, brushing against his eager entrance.
“I’ll just fill you with my cum.”
Ha-jin tapped lightly against the entrance, making it quiver and clench in response. The soft, wet sounds of his finger teasing the rim filled the air as Seong-hyeon’s body reacted eagerly. He moved his hips, pressing against Ha-jin’s touch.
“Ah, just… just your cum?”
“Yes. You like that, don’t you?”
Ha-jin’s confident smile made Seong-hyeon blush. He knew him too well. Besides, if it was just receiving his cum, not actual sex, there shouldn’t be an issue.
“……Okay. Please fill me with your cum.”
Seong-hyeon nodded shyly, and Ha-jin kissed his eyelid softly, as if he had expected this response.
“Then, can you spread your hole for me?”
At Ha-jin’s request, Seong-hyeon stood up eagerly. The spacious gap between the seats allowed him to easily bend over, presenting his backside to Ha-jin. His pants slipped down, pooling at his feet.
“Ah, you wore the gift I gave you.”
Ha-jin admired the lacy men’s lingerie Seong-hyeon was wearing, tracing the delicate straps. The underwear barely concealed his erection, designed more for easy access than modesty—something Seong-hyeon enjoyed for its convenience in moments like these.
“Your ass looks beautiful in this.”
A soft, warm sensation brushed against Seong-hyeon’s buttock—Ha-jin had kissed him there. Seong-hyeon’s face flushed deeply, realizing the intimate gesture.
Seong-hyeon flushed deeply. While Ha-jin’s finger probing his hole felt natural, this tender intimacy made him blush.
“Your hole is wet, so I’ll put my finger in now, Seong-hyeon. Is that okay?”
“Huh, uh, yes, it’s okay…….”
At the promise of Ha-jin’s finger, Seong-hyeon’s hole began to twitch, eager for penetration. Despite weeks without a man inside him, his entrance remained pliant and ready, shaped by past experiences. Ha-jin slid a thick finger into the quivering opening, eliciting a soft, wet sound as the flesh yielded.
“Ah, ah…!”
Seong-hyeon gasped, his hips jerking as the finger slipped in easily. The tight yet well-prepared entrance welcomed the intrusion, and Seong-hyeon moaned softly, grinding against the sensation. Meanwhile, Ha-jin unzipped his pants, revealing his already hard cock.
He positioned himself, the tip of his length pressing against the crevice of Seong-hyeon’s buttocks. With gentle thrusts, he rubbed his cock along the sensitive skin, teasing but not entering.
“Ah, ah, so hot…….”
The heat and hardness against his skin made Seong-hyeon pant. Though not inside him, the sensation of Ha-jin’s cock gliding over his entrance was intensely pleasurable. He could vividly imagine the shape and feel of the cock he had tasted before, now slick with precum and rubbing against him. The thought of being taken in this vulnerable position aroused him further, his own erection straining.
“Hot, cock, ah, feels good, ah, ah.”
Words of pleasure spilled from Seong-hyeon’s lips unbidden, driven by the sensation.
“Mmm, Seong-hyeon’s clit-cock is hard too.”
Ha-jin praised him, inserting another finger into the eager hole. The second finger slid in smoothly, the walls clenching and welcoming the added thickness. Seong-hyeon panted, forehead pressed against the seat back, overwhelmed by the sensation of Ha-jin’s large fingers stretching him.
The fingers scissored inside, spreading him wider, as the slick walls pulsed and clenched. Clear fluid dripped from his hole, coating Ha-jin’s fingers and wrist, evidence of his arousal.
“Ah, ah, yes, there, ah, feels so good!”
The wet sounds of flesh against flesh filled the air, punctuated by Seong-hyeon’s moans. His mouth hung open, drooling slightly as he ground his hips, seeking more of Ha-jin’s touch. With each movement, his body trembled with pleasure, completely lost in the sensation. The veins on Ha-jin’s cock stood out prominently as it rubbed roughly against Seong-hyeon’s tender cleft, turning the skin a rosy hue.
“Ah, ah, inside, put it inside, ah!”
Seong-hyeon instinctively pushed his hips back, trying to take more of Ha-jin’s fingers. Suddenly, Ha-jin’s fingertips pressed firmly against a sensitive spot deep inside, sending a jolt through Seong-hyeon’s body. He shuddered, and his cock pulsed, releasing a stream of cum.
“Ah, ah, ah, haaa……………”
The intense stimulation sent waves of pleasure crashing over him, his vision flickering between white and black. His inner walls clenched tightly around Ha-jin’s fingers, sucking them deeper as if begging for more. Ha-jin gently moved his fingers, soothing the quivering flesh.
“Our Seong-hyeon’s hole is sucking my fingers so nicely. Good boy.”
“Mmm, ah, ah, yes.”
Wet sounds filled the air as Ha-jin’s fingers slid in and out, Seong-hyeon’s hole dripping with a mix of his own cum and natural lubrication. A small puddle formed near Ha-jin’s feet, evidence of Seong-hyeon’s arousal. Ha-jin shifted, pressing his cock against the soft skin of Seong-hyeon’s inner thigh.
“Ah!”
The sudden pressure against his sensitive thigh made Seong-hyeon tremble, his cock and balls throbbing with renewed intensity.
“Ah, ah, yes!”
Overwhelmed by the dual sensations, Seong-hyeon could barely form coherent thoughts, let alone respond to Ha-jin’s questions. He could only clench his thighs and grind his hips, seeking more contact.
“Does it feel good, Seong-hyeon?”
Ha-jin asked again, his deep voice sending shivers down Seong-hyeon’s spine as he thrust against his thigh. The raw, intimate contact made Seong-hyeon’s skin flush a deep red.
“Feels good, inside…, Ha-jin, you’re…, fucking my hole and…, my thigh, ah! It feels so good.”
Every touch from Ha-jin set Seong-hyeon’s body on fire, his need growing more urgent. Ha-jin smiled, licking his lips as he watched Seong-hyeon’s reactions. Always so eager, our Seong-hyeon.
“But it seems like Seong-hyeon’s hole wants more than just fingers.”
“Mmm, cock, I want your cock.”
“But we’re not dating, remember?”
“Ah, yes, we’re not…, ah, not dating, so we shouldn’t…, ah! But, ah, I want, I want your cock so bad, my hole is aching…………….”
Seong-hyeon whimpered, torn between his desire and his principles. He knew they shouldn’t, but his body craved Ha-jin’s touch. Ha-jin soothed him, rubbing the head of his cock against Seong-hyeon’s sensitive shaft, coaxing more pleasure from his already overwhelmed senses. The thick glans slid smoothly over the slick skin, sending shudders through Seong-hyeon’s body as his cock twitched in response. Once again, he felt the familiar tension building, ready to explode.
As Ha-jin rubbed Seong-hyeon’s sensitive tip against his calloused palm, Seong-hyeon’s body trembled in response. The rough texture stimulated him, making his hips jerk involuntarily.
“Is that so? You’re a good boy for not taking just any cock, Seong-hyeon.”
Ha-jin’s movements synchronized with Seong-hyeon’s, their bodies pressing together. Seong-hyeon’s cock, trapped within Ha-jin’s large hand, rubbed against his firm, lengthy shaft, creating a wet, sucking sound. The sensation was like a deep, passionate kiss, their bodies melding together.
“Haah, Seong-hyeon, your clit-cock kisses so well too.”
“Of course, ah, yes, ah, it does.”
Seong-hyeon eagerly clenched his thighs, grinding against Ha-jin, desperate to feel more. He loved how Ha-jin’s body responded to his, the throbbing of his cock against his skin. He yearned for Ha-jin’s release inside him, his body aching with need.
“My hole, ah, it’s all, ah, all for you, darling. Only for you……”
Weeks of denial made Seong-hyeon’s hole clench tightly around Ha-jin’s fingers, sucking them deeper, begging for his hot cum. He felt no shame in his desire; he wanted his lover’s seed deep inside him. He wanted Ha-jin to claim him, to make him his.
“I want you… ah!”
Suddenly, Ha-jin’s fingers slipped out, replaced by the hot, thick head of his cock pressing against Seong-hyeon’s eager entrance. The abrupt change sent a shockwave of pleasure through Seong-hyeon, his body convulsing as Ha-jin’s tip was sucked into his quivering hole.
“Ah, ah, yes!”
Ha-jin’s cum flooded Seong-hyeon’s insides, coating his sensitive walls. His body spasmed, his hole clenching around Ha-jin’s cock, milking him for every last drop. The sensation was overwhelming, his legs trembling as he struggled to stay upright.
As Ha-jin’s thick head grazed his entrance, Seong-hyeon shuddered again, another wave of pleasure crashing over him. His second release was less intense but no less satisfying, splattering against the seat in front of him.
“Ah, ah, ah…….”
Exhausted, Seong-hyeon slumped against Ha-jin, who supported him with one arm. Ha-jin gripped his own shaft with his free hand, stroking himself roughly. With a final grunt, he emptied the last of his cum into Seong-hyeon’s waiting hole, filling him completely.
As Ha-jin pulled out, the sound of wet flesh parting filled the air. Seong-hyeon’s gaping hole revealed a glimpse of his reddened, cum-soaked insides. Ha-jin’s eyes darkened with satisfaction, watching as his seed dripped from Seong-hyeon’s body, a testament to their shared pleasure.
As Ha-jin quickly moved his fingers to Seong-hyeon’s entrance, he was determined not to let a single drop of his precious fluid escape.
“Ah.”
While Ha-jin pushed his cum back into Seong-hyeon’s eager hole, the theater lights dimmed, signaling the start of the movie.
“The movie’s starting.”
The screen flickered to life, displaying the opening scene. Seong-hyeon, still perched on Ha-jin’s lap, shifted slightly, trying to focus on the film.
“Is the position uncomfortable, Seong-hyeon?”
Seong-hyeon shook his head.
“No, it’s just… the cum, ah, might leak out………….”
He worried that the precious fluid might drip out during the movie. Despite his best efforts to keep his hole tightly closed, it occasionally pulsed on its own, risking the loss of even a single drop.
“Oh, I have a plug in the car, but I didn’t bring it.”
Ha-jin apologized, always considerate and kind. He even suggested an alternative.
“How about I keep my fingers inside you like this?”
Thrust! Three of Ha-jin’s fingers slid into Seong-hyeon’s cum-filled hole. Seong-hyeon bit his lip, suppressing a moan as he fought the urge to grind against Ha-jin’s fingers. He didn’t want to seem greedy, especially after Ha-jin had already given him so much. He needed to focus on the movie.
“Ah, yes, that’s good… Please keep your fingers inside me, Ha-jin.”
Nodding, Seong-hyeon leaned against Ha-jin, unconsciously pressing his chest forward. His nipples, hard and sensitive, brushed against Ha-jin’s body, sending shivers through him.
“Ah, ah……?”
At first, Seong-hyeon gently rubbed his chest against Ha-jin, but his movements grew bolder. Ha-jin’s free hand, which had been caressing Seong-hyeon’s inner thigh, moved upward, slipping easily into his loose sweater. His fingers found Seong-hyeon’s erect nipple, teasing it gently. Seong-hyeon sighed contentedly, enjoying the silent, attentive care.
On the screen, students in uniforms exited a school gate, the bright sunlight illuminating their faces as the title “First Love’s Trace” appeared. The movie began, but Seong-hyeon’s attention was divided between the story unfolding on the screen and the sensations Ha-jin was stirring within him.
