- Side Story – [303X304X305] Same Birthday
Yiwoo: “Is today your birthday?”
Eunsue: “Yeah! So let’s eat, drink, and have sex—mpf!”
Siwoo quickly clapped a hand over Eunsue’s mouth, glancing around the third-floor hallway and the stairs beyond. After confirming no one was in sight, he hissed in a low voice, “Damn it, Siwoo, be careful!”
But the only response was the wet, playful flick of a tongue against his palm. Startled, Eunsue pulled his hand away, and Siwoo grinned, slinging an arm around his shoulder.
Siwoo: “Hey, wanna go somewhere nice with me today?”
Eunsue wiped Siwoo’s saliva on his pants, and Siwoo grabbed his hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it with a smirk.
Eunsue: “Don’t you have plans with friends on your birthday?”
Siwoo: “I drank my fill yesterday.”
Now that he mentioned it, Eunsue caught a faint whiff of alcohol. The fact that the scent lingered even after showering and changing clothes meant he must have drunk a lot. Still, Siwoo didn’t seem hungover—he looked perfectly fine, even dressed neatly and carefully today.
Eunsue: “Did you really not make any other plans just to spend time with me?”
Siwoo: “I told you, didn’t I? You have a habit of not trusting me.”
Eunsue frowned. It wasn’t a habit—he just didn’t trust him. Siwoo was too flighty. As he pushed Siwoo’s arm off his shoulder, something suddenly occurred to him.
Eunsue: “Wait—does that mean today is Sihun’s birthday too?”
Siwoo: “Shit… No, don’t worry about that bastard. He’s spending it with his friends.”
Eunsue smirked at Siwoo’s immediate curse, but his expression quickly hardened. Siwoo studied his face cautiously.
Siwoo: “Want to go out? I’ll buy you dinner.”
Eunsue: “It’s your birthday. Why should you pay? I didn’t even get you a present…”
In an instant, Siwoo cupped Eunsue’s face and pulled him into a light kiss. Eunsue’s face flushed red as Siwoo grinned and let go.
Siwoo: “There. Got my present. Happy now? Let’s go.”
Eunsue: “Ughhh, why do you always do this right in front of my place?!”
Siwoo trapped Eunsue’s hands, which were pushing against his chest, and whispered against his lips.
Siwoo: “You’re coming, right?”
Eunsue: “Fine, fine. Just… let me go inside for a second.”
Eunsue had just woken up lazily on his day off and was about to grab lunch when Siwoo had cornered him. He didn’t have anything urgent to do, and Siwoo was being so insistent—he might as well change and go. As Siwoo released him, Eunsue pressed the keypad and stepped inside. Siwoo followed him in, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Before Eunsue could react, Siwoo wrapped his arms around him from behind, slipping his hands under his clothes.
Eunsue: “Hngh—”
A gasp mixed with a moan escaped him. Siwoo’s hands roamed his chest, and before he knew it, his cock was being gripped through his underwear. Siwoo nipped at his exposed neck, his fingers moving deftly under the taut fabric.
Eunsue: “W-Wait… I need to change… Ah—”
Eunsue’s body, sensitive to stimulation, crumpled helplessly. Siwoo knew every weak spot—just like Sihun.
Siwoo: “Want to do it once before we go? Hmm?”
Eunsue: “Nn—”
Siwoo teased his hardened nipple, then pinched it. His skilled fingers pressed along the veins of Eunsue’s cock, stroking the smooth glans and shaft in quick, firm motions. Eunsue’s hips jerked involuntarily, his legs turning to jelly. Before he could even take a step from the shoe rack, he sank to his knees, and Siwoo pressed against his back, hot and hard.
Siwoo bit down gently on the trembling nape of Eunsue’s neck, the dull ache sending shivers through him. His breath came in ragged gasps, his empty stomach burning with heat.
Eunsue: “Ngh… Siwoo… Let’s just… go out…”
Siwoo: “That present earlier wasn’t enough.”
Siwoo smirked, pulling his hands away from Eunsue’s chest and cock. The sudden loss of stimulation made Eunsue shudder. He turned around, sitting back on his heels, and swatted away Siwoo’s hand as he fumbled with his belt buckle.
Eunsue: “If it’s not enough, I’ll make sure it is. It is your birthday.”
Siwoo’s grin widened, and he crossed his arms, watching as Eunsue unzipped his pants with a shink. Inside the briefs, his cock was already hard and heavy. Eunsue took it into his mouth, his soft, wet lips pressing tightly around the swollen glans.
Siwoo: “Fuck—”
Siwoo’s brows furrowed at the overwhelming sensation. Eunsue gripped his thighs, his mouth moving slowly at first, then faster, his tongue swirling around the shaft. He sucked hard, then eased off, varying the pressure with his lips. Siwoo’s thighs tensed under his hands, his hips beginning to twitch. Just as Siwoo’s breath hitched and he started to thrust, a buzz vibrated against Eunsue’s palm. He paused, the cock still in his mouth, and looked up at Siwoo, who scowled and pulled his phone from his pocket.
Siwoo: “Huh? Oh, shit, I gotta take this.”
Without waiting for a response, Siwoo answered the call.
Siwoo: “Hello? What? No, wait—no, that won’t—uh, today… uh, no, I—uh, yeah~ I’m gonna kill that guy~”
The call dragged on, and Eunsue’s jaw began to ache from holding his mouth open. He swallowed hard, the movement sending a jolt through Siwoo.
Eunsue: “Ngh… No, it’s fine.”
Siwoo’s cock twitched in his mouth, and the sound of his muffled groan made Eunsue feel mischievous. He flicked his tongue again, taking him deeper, and Siwoo yanked his head back, pulling out abruptly.
Siwoo: “Hngh—no, not that—”
Siwoo wedged the phone between his ear and shoulder, hastily pulling up his pants. He mouthed sorry to Eunsue, then opened the front door and stepped out. Eunsue, unsatisfied, reached down and pulled his own cock out of his loose pants and tight underwear, stroking himself the way he wanted.
Hot breaths escaped him as he worked his hand up and down, smearing the slick pre-cum over the swollen head. His hips jerked, his untouched hole clenching with excitement. These days, he was almost always with Siwoo or Sihun—he never had to resort to this. But no matter how good it felt to touch himself, the emptiness inside was maddening. The more he rubbed, the more frustrated he became. His ass twitched, the hole tightening uselessly.
A familiar voice cut through his hazy mind.
Sihun: “Eunsue? Why’s the door—”
Siwoo must not have closed it properly. Sihun had pushed it open and frozen at the sight. Eunsue didn’t stop, his hand still moving.
Eunsue: “Hngh… Sihun…”
Sihun’s expression darkened. He stepped inside quickly and slammed the door shut. The sound of the lock engaging was drowned out by the thud of Sihun’s footsteps as he closed the distance.
Sihun: “Who are you trying to seduce like this?”
Eunsue: “Hah… Hurry…”
Sihun yanked off his shirt, the sight of his toned body sending another jolt through Eunsue. He stroked himself faster. Sihun dropped his pants and pressed a quick kiss to Eunsue’s lips.
Sihun: “In a rush?”
Eunsue: “Mm, put it in…”
Sihun grabbed Eunsue’s waist and pulled him up. Eunsue wrapped his arms around Sihun’s neck, clinging to him. Sihun kissed him as he tugged down Eunsue’s pants, which were halfway off his hips. The moment they pooled at his feet, their hot cocks brushed together. Sihun pushed Eunsue against the wall, his hand gripping both their shafts, stroking them together.
Eunsue: “Hngh… Ah, nn—”
Eunsue spilled his release first, his body trembling as he clung to Sihun’s shoulder. Sihun’s lips found his chocolate-brown hair, kissing it softly.
Sihun: “Eunsue, you’re just like chocolate. I want to melt you in my mouth.”
Sihun caught the last of Eunsue’s cum in his hand, then guided him to the floor, bending him over. His cum-slick fingers pressed into Eunsue’s twitching hole, the tight, soft walls clenching around them. Sihun groaned as he spread the warm cum inside, his fingers sliding in and out.
Eunsue’s hole was already so relaxed from arousal that Sihun didn’t need to prepare him much. He pulled his fingers out, and the cum dribbled back out. Watching the white fluid leak from the puckered hole, Sihun’s brow furrowed. Unable to resist, he grabbed Eunsue’s hips and lifted him slightly, then drove his aching cock inside in one rough thrust.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
