Chapter 92
He meant for me not to take care of it alone and to wait. Even though I’ve become someone who can’t control my own body anymore, I nodded vigorously.
“Of course.”
I saw Mitchell off to the front door with a broad smile.
“Oh, by the way, Mitchell. Aren’t you going to fix the door?”
“No. Leave it.”
He was so resolute, it was as if he could split a pumpkin in two. I didn’t add anything more.
“I’ll be back.”
“Okay.”
At that moment, Mitchell, who was putting on his shoes, looked me up and down. His eyes, observing my body in detail, seemed somehow mischievous.
“What?”
Then Mitchell slapped my lower parts as if striking my cheek. It didn’t hurt, but it felt a bit strange.
“You’re being too brazen.”
“…Huh?”
“Seeing me off without even wearing clothes.”
This crazy guy…
“You’re the one who did this to me!”
“Who said I didn’t like it? I like it. I’ll ask for it next time too.”
And then he left. A feeling of injustice suddenly welled up, but before I could clear up the misunderstanding, he had already run off.
“This guy, really.”
I quickly calmed my excitement and trudged to the bedroom.
As soon as I entered the bedroom, I looked for my phone. Since Mitchell had left, I needed something to connect with him. Just then, the phone vibrated.
It’s Mitchell!
This is why I can’t hate you.
“Hey!”
I lay down on the bed and talked until Mitchell arrived at his parents’ house. It was troublesome because Mitchell kept telling me to touch my body, but later I did it on my own without being told. I played with my hands with Mitchell’s voice as background noise.
After he arrived at his parents’ house, we had to hang up, and I was left alone staring at the ceiling. My hand, which had been touching my stomach, slowly moved towards my chest. Maybe because Mitchell had been sucking so diligently, it still felt tingly.
“Hmm.”
I suddenly got up and looked at myself in the full-length mirror in front of the bathroom.
“It really seems like they’ve gotten bigger?”
They really looked different in size. It might have seemed that way because they were redder from all the sucking.
“He knows so many strange things, really.”
After finishing my body exploration, I sprawled out on the bed again and closed my eyes. I didn’t fall asleep, but as I lay still, time flew by. At some point, I must have dozed off.
When I woke up to the vibration of my phone, two hours had already passed.
“Oh. Hello? Mitchell?”
– Why aren’t you answering the phone?
“Ah, sorry, I fell asleep.”
– What could you possibly be doing to be tired?
“I’m tired from playing with you. You think it’s easy always thinking about you?”
– …It seems easy.
“It, it is easy. Because you just come to mind without much effort…”
Mitchell laughs. I ended up laughing along.
– I’m almost home.
“What? Already?”
Come to think of it, I could hear a car in the distance. I rushed to peek through the front door. After confirming Mitchell’s car just coming up the hill, I ran straight to the garage. I had wondered how I would wait while Mitchell was gone, but thanks to my unexpected nap, the potentially boring time had disappeared in an instant.
“Mitchell!”
As I flung open the garage door, Mitchell got out of the driver’s seat at the same time. His neatly combed blonde hair and his green eyes, which shone even brighter, gleamed nobly.
Dressed in a designer suit he rarely wore except for award ceremonies, he looked particularly dashing. I must not have noticed properly earlier when I was upset about Mitchell going out. His impressive appearance only now caught my eye.
“Geonwoo.”
Unlike me, who was excited to see him, Mitchell’s expression showed no excitement at all. Like a calm lake, serene and tranquil… Zip…
“Huh?”
Mitchell, who was walking towards me, suddenly lowered his pants zipper. Without even undoing his belt, he lowered the zipper and pulled out the genitals hidden inside. He wasn’t even wearing underwear.
“Mitchell?”
Mitchell, dressed in an immaculate dark blue suit with only his lower half exposed, approached me. Looking at his expression again, it wasn’t a calm lake but a clear sky just before a typhoon hits. A glint flashed in his eyes. I swallowed hard, feeling an inexplicable tension.
“I thought I was going to die holding back.”
Breathing heavily as if he had run here instead of driving, he finally took his place behind me. He rubbed his hips against me and bit my neck.
“Ah!”
I greeted Mitchell while leaning against the wall, my hips pushed out behind me. My dormant desires awakened with him.
Mitchell, who had been targeting only my neck, suddenly knelt down and took his position. In an instant, something soft and moist touched that deep place.
Mitchell drove into me with such intensity that it seemed remarkable he had been holding back until now. His excited breathing made my body tremble along with it.
That guy kneeling in a suit is incredibly handsome. If that image were used on the cover of a gay magazine, it might cause a riot. The world might be overturned by people unable to purchase the magazine. It would become a world full of followers desiring just one magazine photo of Mitchell.
Even as Mitchell roughly explored me, it returned as a trembling sensation of ecstasy. Only an electrifying pleasure filled my entire body. My hands and feet curled involuntarily, and moans escaped my lips on their own.
It felt as if my greed for Mitchell had swallowed him whole. I wanted to tell him to keep it inside until I died. Unable to contain my pleasure, I trembled and said,
“Ah, Mitchell, I like you so much.”
“……”
Mitchell wasn’t in his right mind now. He had forcibly suppressed his excitement for hours after a sudden call. After thinking only about enjoying time with Geon-woo, being interrupted by someone else made the journey home feel like thousands of kilometers.
When Geon-woo called him at the garage door, his reason crumbled and he lost his mind.
Until then, he had only thought about wanting to do it with Geon-woo, but seeing the face that greeted him innocently after waiting patiently at home made even his heart vibrate. It was something that couldn’t be filled just by the act of intertwining bodies.
Mitchell was currently in a one-way street. Being in a state of anxious anticipation, he needed to explore Geon-woo’s body like this now.
But then those words of affection came from Geon-woo’s mouth. Although it might not be the same emotion as his own, exhilaration rushed through his entire body.
Anywhere was fine. He wanted to lick every corner of Geon-woo’s body. He wanted to be Geon-woo’s first in every aspect, but it didn’t matter if he wasn’t. What mattered most was that he would be the last.
He delved deeper, enjoying the trembling body, and a coquettish moan burst forth.
Mitchell had always found it strange how Geon-woo felt like a gay man and accepted whatever perverse acts were done to him. He had wondered several times if Geon-woo might be hiding the fact that he was gay, but Geon-woo was a perfect heterosexual.
Yet he surrenders his body so willingly. What could that obsession be?
How long would he be able to receive Geon-woo’s attention? He was anxious that the obsession might not be eternal and might turn toward someone else. He felt he could do anything if only he could turn Geon-woo’s obsession into affection.
“Haa. Mitchell.”
Mitchell’s hand was also soaked. Geon-woo didn’t see his own release as his eyes were tightly shut, but Mitchell witnessed it all. Seeing Geon-woo fully excited beneath him tickled Mitchell’s heart.
Finally unable to hold back, Mitchell threw away all the gestures he had been restraining and roughly thrust as he had originally wanted to. Hot breaths steadily puffed out between parted lips.
For a while, they held each other, savoring the final climax.
While the intensely striking and disappearing climax was good, the time spent embracing Geon-woo afterwards was also pleasant. He welcomed this non-stimulating peace as well.
Mitchell, who had been stroking Geon-woo’s back, lifted him up. Despite being a sturdy adult male who must weigh quite a bit, Geon-woo always felt light to Mitchell.
As he supported Geon-woo’s bottom with his arms and embraced him, Geon-woo wrapped his legs around Mitchell’s waist. Traces of their recent activity trickled down between his legs. Neither of them paid any attention or cared about it.
Mitchell went straight into the house, leaving the car door open. He intended to take Geon-woo to the bathroom to clean him up.
Drops of indistinguishable fluid fell along the path as they passed.
