#Side Story 05
Contrary to Hwi-kyung’s concerns, Gyo-ha was a walking bomb within the graduate school. Having attended graduate school for so long, he was thriving as an invasive foreign species student who muddied the waters in every non-absolute grading course.
For better or worse, Gyo-ha stimulated the professors’ interest. Professors are essentially socially successful otakus, and Gyo-ha was also an otaku with shallow but broad interests in all fields. When two otakus meet? From then on, it’s either war or harmony.
Professors who disliked Lee Gyo-ha would shudder at the sight of him, but those who liked him would extend their dark hands, inviting him to visit their labs.
Since you’re wealthy anyway, how about trying this research? How about attending this conference? How about presenting at this symposium? How about joining as a co-researcher for this academic journal?
They say even foolishness becomes art if done long enough… Gyo-ha captured his major professor’s heart by writing terrible papers. A true researcher should be interested in physics even at a business graduate school! I’ve learned so much from you, haha!
This was the reason Gyo-ha was trapped in graduate school. Help! A person is trapped in graduate school! Professor MacGuire excitedly started writing all sorts of recommendation letters for Gyo-ha. Try this research, look at that paper, and prepare for the conference. Of course, you’ll do the presentation!
Gyo-ha sat up with a cry of “Don’t do this in a humanities and social sciences graduate school!” It was a terrible nightmare to dream about graduate school. He couldn’t believe that graduating again could be this difficult despite having graduated from graduate school more than ten times.
If anyone says they’re going to graduate school, he would try to dissuade them at least once, even if it were his enemy’s child. Gyo-ha wiped away his cold sweat and reflexively checked beside him.
Hwi-kyung, who usually woke up at the slightest sound, was soundly asleep for once. It seemed his claim about not sleeping well during the days Gyo-ha was absent wasn’t a lie.
Gyo-ha gently stroked Hwi-kyung’s sleeping face with his left hand. Despite caressing beneath his long eyelashes with his fingertips, Hwi-kyung only slightly frowned his eyes in discomfort but showed no signs of waking.
The chest that rose and fell regularly with each breath caught Gyo-ha’s eye particularly. Despite having just had a graduate school nightmare featuring professors, Gyo-ha immediately became aroused at the sight of his sleeping partner’s face.
Shouldn’t nightmares usually cause erectile dysfunction? At this point, he felt like an irredeemable scoundrel.
But he had his excuses. They hadn’t been able to be intimate for a long period because he’d been too busy. Clinging to each other on days off wasn’t enough.
Hwi-kyung turned his head away from Gyo-ha’s annoying touch. Whether fatigue had overcome his sensitive nature, Hwi-kyung was still traveling in dreamland.
Facing such a Hwi-kyung, Gyo-ha took out his half-erect dick and slowly stroked just the dick. The sinfulness of masturbating in front of his sleeping partner heightened his excitement.
Hwi-kyung’s sleeping face was rarely seen. Even after coming to America, Jung Hwi-kyung would wake up punctually at set times, while Gyo-ha maintained irregular living habits to match his lecture schedule. As a result, Gyo-ha usually woke up later than Hwi-kyung.
Moreover, Hwi-kyung was such a light sleeper. He would fall asleep at 11 PM but repeatedly wake up at the sound of Gyo-ha’s car returning much later. Considering he woke up even at the sound of the engine turning off outside the house, it was unpredictable when he might suddenly open his eyes now.
Knowing this, Gyo-ha still masturbated right next to the sleeping Hwi-kyung. At first, he acted cautiously, afraid Hwi-kyung might wake up, but gradually a kind of reckless courage grew.
Hwi-kyung, deep in sleep, tossed and turned but couldn’t wake up. Gyo-ha rarely saw Hwi-kyung in such deep sleep, so he nestled behind him and slowly inserted his dick between the slightly parted thighs.
“Umm…”
The training pants worn as pajamas slid down slightly. Since they were covered by a blanket, Hwi-kyung didn’t seem to notice his clothes were being removed. Gyo-ha slowly rubbed his dick against Hwi-kyung’s bare skin.
Gyo-ha’s lengthy dick gradually created friction with Hwi-kyung’s. Gyo-ha firmly held Hwi-kyung from behind with his arms to prevent him from waking up while tossing.
The temperature under the blanket rose instantly. Gyo-ha, kissing Hwi-kyung’s nape and under his jaw, slyly lowered his hand to caress between Hwi-kyung’s lower abdomen and pelvis.
He found Hwi-kyung lovely, helplessly being teased while asleep in his grasp. Someone who normally would never endure such treatment was experiencing this ordeal because he had relaxed beside him. What could stimulate lustful thoughts more than this?
“Hwi-kyung.”
“Mmm…”
“What are you dreaming about?”
Despite persistently rubbing his dick until the inside of Hwi-kyung’s thighs became wet, Hwi-kyung didn’t immediately come to his senses. He seemed to have emerged from deep sleep, but when spoken to, he only emitted sleep-talking and moaning sounds rather than coherent answers.
Naturally, there was no answer to the question about what he was dreaming. But Gyo-ha didn’t particularly mind. Peeking under the blanket, he saw that Hwi-kyung’s dick was also half-erect, just like his own.
Morning erections might be common for men, but becoming that aroused just from having his inner thighs rubbed—doesn’t that mean Hwi-kyung was also sexually frustrated? Gyo-ha interpreted the situation favorably.
“Ah, uh, what is… huh, what is this…”
Hwi-kyung properly regained consciousness when Gyo-ha spread his buttocks and pushed his fingers inside. After masturbating between Hwi-kyung’s thighs for quite some time, as if that wasn’t enough, Gyo-ha was now probing the entrance that had quickly become stiff from disuse.
By the time the dick touched between the buttocks, Hwi-kyung’s consciousness was pulled back to reality. Some stuffy sensation lingered heavily around his lower body. The inside of his thighs was somehow wet, and his lower region felt stretched, like experiencing a wet dream that he’d barely had even as a teenager.
Then wet gel poured between his buttocks, and uninvited fingers intruded like unwelcome guests. Hwi-kyung’s gradually awakening mind became crystal clear as if splashed with cold water.
“What, uh, mm, to someone who’s sleeping…”
“Seeing you sleep so peacefully made me horny.”
“Why, ah, huk, don’t put it in.”
The fingers that had suddenly pushed inside stirred the inner walls in circles. After not doing it for a few days, his lower region felt as tight as if it were his first time. Even though Gyo-ha had wet the area with warmed gel, he couldn’t easily increase the number of fingers.
“Just because we haven’t done it for a while… you’re squeezing so tightly.”
Hwi-kyung couldn’t properly resist the stimulation that assaulted him as soon as he woke up. It wasn’t just Gyo-ha who had endured a long period of abstinence—Hwi-kyung had also been living like an ascetic monk, so he was helpless.
The house they’d purchased was a typical American home, spacious enough for them to have separate rooms if desired. Hwi-kyung had flatly rejected Gyo-ha’s suggestion to buy a house with a swimming pool, so it wasn’t luxurious, but it was more than adequate for two people.
However, despite maintaining his individualism, Hwi-kyung failed to use a separate room from Gyo-ha. Though he had designated his own room before moving in, he ended up sleeping in Gyo-ha’s room.
He should have known when Gyo-ha brought in a king-sized bed from the start. Gyo-ha frequently lured Hwi-kyung to bed with the ridiculous excuse that the bed was too spacious. As a result, Hwi-kyung could count on one hand the times he had slept in his own room.
That’s why he hadn’t slept well while Gyo-ha was at graduate school. Having become accustomed to Gyo-ha’s body temperature while being held during sleep, it felt rather uncomfortable to sleep alone in his own bed.
Sharing a room and bed inevitably led to frequent sex. When their bodies touched, the atmosphere would turn sensual, and when things got that way, Gyo-ha would promptly begin fondling Hwi-kyung. At some point, Hwi-kyung also adapted to Gyo-ha’s lustful touches and stopped resisting.
So a body that had gone about ten days without sex quickly heated up at the long-awaited contact, knowing no shame. It was his fate to be thankful for having such a lustful body. Gyo-ha bent his index and middle fingers, poking and probing the inside that clenched around them tightly. The body woken from sleep was warm not just outside but inside as well.
“Didn’t Hwi-kyung dream of anything?”
“Don’t, ah, talk while, uh, huk, poking.”
“I dreamed about graduate school. It was a complete nightmare.”
Gyo-ha let Hwi-kyung’s prohibitions go in one ear and out the other. He needed to graduate to be able to socially claim him as his own.
As Gyo-ha’s concentration wavered with random thoughts, his fingers moved from shallow to deep inside. Though not as much as his dick, the three fingers that had entered created a consistently tight feeling of fullness. Due to Gyo-ha’s especially prominent finger joints, it felt like the inner walls were being spread open with each squelching movement.
When Hwi-kyung reflexively curled up his body, Gyo-ha’s arms firmly held him in place. Despite Hwi-kyung’s murmurs about wanting to see his face, Gyo-ha showed no intention of changing positions.
Pinned down unable to move, Hwi-kyung could only repeatedly scratch Gyo-ha’s arms that were wrapped around him with his closely trimmed nails. Even though he was merely being probed from behind with fingers, transparent fluid had collected at the tip of Hwi-kyung’s dick.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
