The pool villa was spacious enough that the three of them had no problem staying together. After a brief period of tension, they quickly returned to their usual selves. Dressed in swimsuits, they lounged on sunbeds, drinking beer and chatting. When it got too hot, they jumped into the pool, splashing around and playing in the water.
At first, Choi Sang-hyuk had been eager to get rid of Ha Jun-seo, but once that moment passed, he seemed even more at ease. The reason was simple—without having to worry about Seo Ha-yoon’s attention or demands, he could freely handle work on his phone.
As time went on, Choi Sang-hyuk took it a step further, bringing out his tablet and working at his own pace. Meanwhile, Ha Jun-seo and Seo Ha-yoon played in the water like middle schoolers, laughing and splashing around. When they got tired, they lay on the sunbeds, sipping beer and taking light naps. And when that got boring, Seo Ha-yoon would snatch away Choi Sang-hyuk’s tablet, while Ha Jun-seo would grab Choi Sang-hyuk and push him into the pool. It was the perfect vacation.
Even though they weren’t doing anything particularly productive, time flew by. Before they knew it, the sky had darkened, and evening had arrived. The three of them enjoyed a lavish dinner, clearly prepared by a skilled chef. With no need to cook, set the table, or clean up afterward, it was pure relaxation.
The problem came after dinner. As darkness fell over the villa, Seo Ha-yoon started feeling uneasy. The pool villa had two bedrooms. Each bedroom had a king-sized bed—spacious enough for two people but too small for three. Of course, neither Choi Sang-hyuk nor Ha Jun-seo would agree to sharing a bed with each other.
“Um… I’ll go take a shower.”
To escape the growing awkwardness, Seo Ha-yoon fled to the bathroom and locked the door, turning on the shower. He had already washed up after swimming, so there was no real need to shower again, but he just needed an excuse to step away from the situation.
Seo Ha-yoon was indeed seeing both men at the same time. He had sex with them and slept over at their places, switching between the two. But that had always been in separate homes. Now, with only two bedrooms in one building, things had become uncomfortably complicated.
They had come all this way on a trip. There was no way young, energetic men would simply go to sleep. If he chose to sleep with one of them, it would inevitably lead to sex. That meant the other would be lying in the next room, forced to listen to them. That was absolutely out of the question.
“Haa…”
Seo Ha-yoon let out a long sigh as he slowly washed his hair and body. He had no idea what to do once he stepped out. But he couldn’t stay in the shower forever. Still unable to make up his mind, he wrapped himself in a bathrobe and left the bathroom.
Both men were sitting on the long sofa in the living room. One was at the far left end, the other at the far right, making it clear they had no intention of sitting close. The TV was playing in the background, broadcasting something in Japanese. Both men had their eyes fixed on the screen, but as Seo Ha-yoon approached, their gazes shifted to him.
“What are you just standing there for? Come sit down already.”
Ha Jun-seo patted the spot next to him. Standing there any longer would only make things more awkward, so Seo Ha-yoon walked over and carefully perched himself in the exact center between the two men. Seeing this, Ha Jun-seo let out a small chuckle. Honestly, even he thought he looked a bit ridiculous.
“Um… I’ve been thinking…”
Seo Ha-yoon fidgeted with the belt of his robe, twisting it between his fingers as he spoke. The weight of both men’s stares pressed against his cheeks.
“Why don’t you two just sleep in your own beds, and I’ll sleep on the couch?”
It seemed like the perfect solution the moment he laid eyes on the long, plush sofa in the living room.
At his suggestion, Ha Jun-seo chuckled quietly, while Choi Sang-hyuk gave him a look of utter disappointment, as if questioning whether that was seriously the best he could come up with.
“I mean… Sleeping with Jun-seo hyung feels a bit weird, and sleeping with Sang-hyuk feels weird too… And that would leave one person sleeping alone, right? So, it’s only fair if we all sleep alone.”
“What kind of nonsense is that? You slept with Choi Sang-hyuk yesterday. So today, you sleep with me, and tomorrow, you go back to sleeping with Sang-hyuk. Simple.”
Ha Jun-seo stated it matter-of-factly, leaving no room for argument.
“But… If we sleep together, then, um… we might… you know… do something. And then the other person will hear everything, and… wouldn’t that be kind of bad?”
Seo Ha-yoon kept fiddling with his robe belt as he spoke. Ha Jun-seo smirked, finding his hesitation amusing.
“Then we just won’t do anything. Problem solved. Let’s just hold hands and sleep.”
“…Really?”
Seo Ha-yoon looked at him with obvious skepticism. Without hesitation, Ha Jun-seo nodded.
“Of course. I swear. Ha-yoon, you trust me, right?”
The moment he heard those words—“You trust me, right?”—Seo Ha-yoon knew, without a doubt, that he absolutely should not trust him. Korean history itself was proof: Never trust a man who says, “You trust me, right?”
“Yeah, no. That’s not happening. Let’s all just sleep separately.”
Seo Ha-yoon firmly rejected the idea, making his stance clear. Ha Jun-seo clicked his tongue in disappointment, unable to hide his frustration. See? Knew it. Never trust them.
“Do we really have to?”
Ha Jun-seo pressed again.
“The situation is just… complicated. I don’t want to do something that would make one of you feel bad.”
“So, what, you’re saying we came all the way here just to sleep alone in separate rooms?”
“It is what it is.”
Seo Ha-yoon remained resolute. At that, Ha Jun-seo glanced sideways at Choi Sang-hyuk, exchanging a look with him. Seo Ha-yoon, sensing something was up, darted his gaze back and forth between the two men. Just as he turned to face Ha Jun-seo again, he realized—
Ha Jun-seo had already closed the distance between them.
“J-Jun-seo hyung…”
Startled, Seo Ha-yoon tried to lean back, but Ha Jun-seo grabbed him. A strange smile spread across Ha Jun-seo’s delicate face. Seeing that, an ominous feeling sent a shiver down Seo Ha-yoon’s spine.
“How about the three of us have some fun together, like old times? What do you say?”
Ha Jun-seo directed the suggestion to have a threesome at Seo Ha-yoon but sought Choi Sang-hyuk’s approval with his gaze. Seo Ha-yoon turned to Choi Sang-hyuk, his face filled with shock.
“It would be much more fun for the three of us to enjoy ourselves together rather than being alone. Plus, it’s a rare chance for our Ha-yoon to experience both of us at once.”
Ha Jun-seo deliberately used crude language to heighten the mood.
“Sa, Sang-hyuk?”
Seo Ha-yoon called out, hoping for a different response. Choi Sang-hyuk, leaning back on the sofa, stared at Seo Ha-yoon with his intense dark eyes before slowly speaking.
“…Alright.”
Alright. Alright. Alright. Alright…..
Choi Sang-hyuk’s consent echoed in Seo Ha-yoon’s ears like a bell. Stunned, Seo Ha-yoon stared at Choi Sang-hyuk for a moment before snapping back to reality. He clutched his robe tightly and shook his head vigorously.
“I don’t want to!”
He shouted, but suddenly, a hand snaked under his robe and wrapped around his cock like a serpent. Unfortunately, Seo Ha-yoon’s body, always eager for pleasure, was already half-erect at the thought of being with both men.
“Looks like Ha-yoon’s body has other ideas. You’re already hard and ready.”
“That’s not….”
Seo Ha-yoon blushed deeply, stammering, and instinctively pushed Ha Jun-seo’s hand away before darting off towards the nearby bedroom, intending to lock himself inside. But Ha Jun-seo anticipated his escape and swiftly caught up, lifting Seo Ha-yoon off the ground.
“Whoa—?!”
Seo Ha-yoon struggled in Ha Jun-seo’s grip, even though he knew Ha Jun-seo meant no harm. Being restrained only made him resist more.
“Must be the Okinawa air. Our Ha-yoon is extra lively today.”
Despite his delicate appearance, Ha Jun-seo was surprisingly strong. He easily subdued the struggling Seo Ha-yoon and tossed him onto the large, soft bed.
Thud.
Seo Ha-yoon lay stunned on the bed for a moment. By the time he regained his senses, Ha Jun-seo was already climbing onto the bed.
“Jun-seo, please….”
Seo Ha-yoon pleaded, but Ha Jun-seo was already fully aroused.
“Hurry up, Choi Sang-hyuk. Lock the door before I have all the fun alone.”
Ha Jun-seo called out as he began to open Seo Ha-yoon’s robe. Choi Sang-hyuk entered the room before Ha Jun-seo even finished speaking.
“No….. Stop….. I, I don’t want this….”
Seo Ha-yoon desperately clutched at his robe, trying to keep it closed, as he murmured in protest.
“Oh, so today we’re playing the game where we forcefully take a resisting Ha-yoon? I like it.”
Ha Jun-seo tossed the robe to the floor as he spoke. Seo Ha-yoon tried to cover himself with the sheet, but Ha Jun-seo wouldn’t allow it. Seo Ha-yoon squirmed, putting up a token resistance as the mood shifted. Meanwhile, Choi Sang-hyuk also climbed onto the bed.
“Jun-seo, Sang-hyuk….”
Seo Ha-yoon called out to them, his face flushed with embarrassment as he tried to hide his already fully erect cock with both hands. The two men discarded their robes, revealing their muscular bodies, and reached out with lustful intent. Despite his feigned resistance, Seo Ha-yoon was already experiencing a mental orgasm from the situation alone.
“Nooo….”
Seo Ha-yoon weakly struggled as the two men pinned him down. The thrill and excitement were almost too much to bear.
