Dinner was perfect. The ambiance, the food, and the sweet wine Ha-jin had chosen—everything was to Seong-hyeon’s liking. He wondered if Ha-jin had done some background research on him. There was no other way to explain how perfectly the evening suited his tastes. Yet, despite the flawless dinner, Seong-hyeon struggled to focus.
His mind kept drifting back to Ha-jin’s cock, which he had seen earlier at the café.
Throughout dinner, Seong-hyeon couldn’t help but glance at Ha-jin’s thigh, his mind filled with the vivid memory of Ha-jin’s cock. It was strange how familiar it felt, even though he had only seen it once. He couldn’t shake the image from his mind. Oh, I want to taste his cock so badly…
“Seong-hyeon.”
Ha-jin approached him, having already settled the bill.
“It’s getting quite late. Let me take you home. Shall we go?”
“Oh, no. I have my car…….”
Seong-hyeon hesitated at the kind offer, but Ha-jin smiled.
“You shouldn’t drive right now, Seong-hyeon. You’ve had wine.”
“But what about you…….”
Seong-hyeon realized he was the only one who had drunk wine. Ha-jin must have planned to drive him home from the start, avoiding alcohol altogether. What a gentleman. Seong-hyeon admired the tall, handsome man beside him, impressed by his thoughtfulness and manners. He must be popular, so why did he agree to a blind date with me?
“This way, Seong-hyeon. I parked in the underground garage, so let’s head there. I’ll have someone drive your sister’s car back to her.”
“Oh, thank you…….”
Wait, did I mention I borrowed my sister’s car? Seong-hyeon paused, feeling a slight unease.
“Seong-hyeon?”
Ha-jin’s voice called from the elevator, wondering why he wasn’t following. Seong-hyeon quickly dismissed the strange feeling and caught up with him.
The elevator descended to the underground parking lot. Ha-jin pressed a button on his key fob, and a luxurious foreign car nearby beeped and started. Seong-hyeon’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Is that your car?”
“Yes. Do you like it?”
“Wow, I love it.”
“I’m glad. I chose it with our Seong-hyeon’s taste in mind.”
“……What?”
Did he just say something weird? Seong-hyeon looked puzzled, but Ha-jin smiled gently.
“I just meant I want to go on more drives with you, Seong-hyeon.”
“Oh.”
He likes me too. Feeling pleased, Seong-hyeon climbed into the passenger seat with a bright smile. The car was as comfortable as it was expensive. He wondered how much a car like this would cost, knowing it was far beyond his salary. Maybe once they got closer, he could ask to drive it sometime. Or would that be too much, even if they were dating?
Seong-hyeon stole glances at Ha-jin as he drove. Despite his initial cold impression, Ha-jin was quite expressive, often smiling and speaking in a soft, gentle voice.
He even seemed a bit of a pushover, catering to my every need. So, if I played my cards right, he might even lend me his car keys…
“……”
Seong-hyeon glanced at the man next to him again, daydreaming. Even from the side, the man was handsome, with a straight nose and well-shaped lips. Seong-hyeon’s gaze drifted down to the man’s hands on the steering wheel, noticing the prominent veins. He imagined licking them with his tongue.
“……Your hands are big,” Seong-hyeon commented.
Ha-jin turned to him and smiled, as if pleased by any words from Seong-hyeon.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes, I do. Big hands mean thick fingers.”
“You like thick fingers?”
“Yeah. Too thin, and they don’t feel good when they touch my hole.”
In that regard, Ha-jin’s fingers were more than satisfactory. They were so thick and long that a few of his fingers could feel like an average man’s cock. Of course, nothing compared to his actual cock…
“……”
Seong-hyeon’s gaze drifted lower, fixated on the man’s crotch. It was rude to stare, but he couldn’t help it. The memory of Ha-jin’s cock from the café was etched in his mind—thick, hot, and exuding a strong masculine scent. Just thinking about it made his mouth water and his hole twitch, feeling slick and ready. He squirmed in his seat, trying to discreetly rub his ass against the leather.
Ha-jin noticed his stare and laughed.
“Seong-hyeon, if it’s bothering you that much, would you like to suck it?”
“……What?”
Seong-hyeon blinked, pausing his subtle grinding against the seat. Ha-jin gestured to his crotch with his chin.
“My cock. You’ve been staring at it so intently.”
“Oh…….”
He’s offering to let me suck his cock. Seong-hyeon admired Ha-jin’s thoughtfulness again. First, he let me see it, and now he’s offering to let me suck it. Ha-jin was truly a considerate man.
“But…”
Seong-hyeon wanted to take him up on the offer immediately, feeling his mouth and ass both eager for Ha-jin’s cock. But he hesitated, not wanting to seem too eager.
“We’re not even officially dating yet.”
Seong-hyeon said, trying to suppress a grin.
“I feel like I’d be imposing too much.”
“But it’s just you sucking my cock with your mouth, not me fucking your ass.”
“Still…”
Even as he spoke, Seong-hyeon’s body leaned slightly towards Ha-jin, eager to bury his face in his lap. Ha-jin looked down at Seong-hyeon’s round head, ready to nuzzle against him, and spoke gently.
“Since we’re not dating, isn’t it just right to receive a blowjob? Of course, if you don’t want to, that’s fine.”
“No, I want to! I’d love it.”
Fearing Ha-jin might withdraw his offer, Seong-hyeon quickly shook his head.
“So, can I really suck your cock? I’ve been wanting to since earlier.”
Seong-hyeon’s eager smile made Ha-jin feign a regretful expression.
“Oh, if only you’d said something sooner, I would have offered before dinner.”
“It’s okay. I’m just glad you’re letting me suck your cock now.”
Seong-hyeon’s eyes sparkled with anticipation. His hand rested on Ha-jin’s right thigh, exactly where he had tucked his cock into his underwear a few hours ago in the café. Skillfully tracing the outline, Seong-hyeon felt Ha-jin sigh apologetically.
“Seong-hyeon, I can’t take my hands off the wheel…”
“I’ll handle it. Don’t worry.”
Understanding Ha-jin’s concern, Seong-hyeon patted his thigh reassuringly. He then leaned down and expertly unzipped Ha-jin’s pants with his teeth, just as he had done in the café. With practiced ease, he freed Ha-jin’s thick cock from his underwear.
The heat radiating from Ha-jin’s cock was intense. Seong-hyeon pressed it against his soft cheek, inhaling deeply. The strong, arousing scent made his head spin and his hole twitch with desire.
After taking in Ha-jin’s scent, Seong-hyeon wrapped his soft lips around the cockhead. It had been so long since he had sucked a cock that he couldn’t take the entire head in one go. He focused on moistening it thoroughly, letting it slide in and out of his mouth.
“Mmm…”
Seong-hyeon extended his tongue, teasing the urethra and spreading his saliva around the sensitive tip. His soft lips gently caressed the shaft while his wet tongue enveloped the cockhead. He moved his head back and forth, feeling Ha-jin’s cock grow harder with each stroke. Even though he couldn’t take it all in, the stimulation was enough to make Ha-jin’s cock throb against his palate.
Seong-hyeon’s tongue slid over the throbbing veins, trying to soothe the wild beast in his mouth.
“Haah, Yoon Seong-hyeon…….”
Ha-jin let out a low moan as Seong-hyeon’s tongue traced the veins, leaving shiny trails on the dry skin. Each press of his tongue made the cockhead jerk against his palate, sending waves of pleasure through Seong-hyeon. He eagerly moved his lips, savoring the sensation of the thick shaft filling his mouth.
Despite the time since he last did this, Seong-hyeon remembered the technique effortlessly. He coated the cockhead with his saliva, teased the urethra and veins with his tongue, and opened his throat to take it deeper. He relaxed his jaw, careful not to graze the precious cock with his teeth, and used his tongue to shield his lower teeth while rubbing the underside of the shaft.
“You’re doing great, Seong-hyeon.”
Ha-jin’s whisper floated down as Seong-hyeon focused on pleasuring him.
“Good job not forgetting.”
The gentle, familiar touch on his head made Seong-hyeon feel a rush of emotion. It was like rediscovering something long lost or reclaiming something he had once discarded. But the feeling was fleeting.
“Mmph! Uh, uh-uh!”
Suddenly, the car jolted, and Ha-jin’s cock thrust deep into Seong-hyeon’s throat. He gagged as the cock filled his mouth entirely, Ha-jin’s coarse pubic hair rubbing against his soft nose. But Seong-hyeon quickly adapted, tightening his throat around the cock.
He knew better than to resist or reject when taking a cock in his mouth. Submission was his duty and joy. The heat of the shaft pressing against his throat was a welcome sensation. With glazed eyes, Seong-hyeon moved his red lips, feeling the pulsing veins against them.
“Mmph, mm, hmmph.”
He tilted his head, twisting and squeezing his throat around the cockhead, feeling the long shaft press firmly against his inner walls. Ha-jin let out a soft sigh, enjoying the velvety warmth of Seong-hyeon’s throat.
“Your tongue is made for pleasing a man’s cock, Seong-hyeon……… How can you suck it so well?”
Ha-jin’s praise spurred Seong-hyeon on, his head bobbing faster. Each time the cock slid out and plunged back in, a mix of saliva and precum spilled from his mouth, splattering his face. He tried to keep his lips sealed, but the liquid dripped onto his eyelashes, cheeks, and the bridge of his nose, like tears streaking down his face.
With a face glistening with moisture, Seong-hyeon rubbed his lips against Ha-jin’s cock, gently licking the underside of the shaft.
“Mmm, mmph, hmm…”
The cock twitched in his mouth, signaling its impending release. Seong-hyeon didn’t want to miss a single drop, so he took it deeper into his throat.
Thud! The cock filled his mouth completely, the coarse pubic hair pressing against his nose as the cockhead hit the back of his throat, making it constrict even more.
“Ugh.”
Ha-jin’s low, sultry moan accompanied another sharp jolt of the car. The tires screeched loudly against the asphalt, and at that very moment, a flood of hot semen poured into Seong-hyeon’s throat.
“Mmph, mmph, mmph…….”
He gulped down the semen, his tongue working diligently to coax out every last drop. The cock pulsed in his mouth, and Seong-hyeon’s tongue slid along the shaft, milking it gently. The seemingly endless stream of semen gradually slowed, and Seong-hyeon’s throat, molded to the shape of Ha-jin’s cock, continued to squeeze it tightly.
“Hah, hah, mmph…….”
After what felt like an eternity, Seong-hyeon finally lifted his head, his face flushed from the effort. He kept his lips pressed against the still-hard cock, reluctant to let go.
“Mmm, I’ll, clean, mmph, clean your cock,” he mumbled, his tongue flicking over the tip to catch any remaining drops. He kissed the cockhead tenderly, as if sharing a sweet kiss with a lover, before finally pulling away with a soft pop.
He sat up, his back aching from being bent over for so long, but the satisfaction of tasting Ha-jin’s semen overshadowed any discomfort.
“Haah, Ha-jin,” Seong-hyeon panted, wiping his mouth to ensure no semen remained. He sucked on his wet fingers, savoring the taste, and smiled coyly at Ha-jin.
“Thank you for letting me drink your cum. It was amazing.”
Ha-jin remained silent, his face obscured by the light from the window. Strangely, this scene felt familiar to Seong-hyeon, as if they had done this before. The burning sensation in his throat lingered, a reminder of the intense experience.
The burning sensation in his throat and the tingling around his mouth suddenly felt overwhelmingly vivid. What was he just doing?
“Mmph!”
His thoughts were abruptly interrupted as Ha-jin’s hand gripped his neck, pulling him close. Ha-jin’s lips pressed firmly against Seong-hyeon’s swollen ones, even hotter than the flesh he had just been swallowing. Ha-jin’s tongue expertly invaded Seong-hyeon’s mouth, sweeping over his sensitive inner cheek.
Seong-hyeon’s body jerked as Ha-jin’s tongue probed the sensitive areas, making him gasp. The tongue flicked against the roof of his mouth, entwining with his own in a sensual dance.
“Mmm, mmph, uh-uh…”
Seong-hyeon’s breath hitched, a sweet moan escaping his nose. Ha-jin’s tongue relentlessly explored his mouth, as if fucking it like a hole. Seong-hyeon’s saliva flowed into Ha-jin’s mouth as their tongues intertwined. When Seong-hyeon tilted his head back, Ha-jin’s tongue delved even deeper.
The only sounds in the quiet car were the wet smacking of their lips and soft moans. Despite his breathlessness, Seong-hyeon clung to Ha-jin, not pushing him away. Finally, Ha-jin pulled back, their lips parting with a wet sound.
“Haah, ah…….”
Seong-hyeon panted, his eyes glazed over. The intense look he had moments before was gone, replaced by a dazed expression. Ha-jin gently stroked Seong-hyeon’s hair and forehead, planting a soft kiss on his brow with a tender smack.
“Seong-hyeon.”
Ha-jin’s deep voice resonated, both soothing and unsettling. Seong-hyeon felt a mix of comfort and an urge to flee, unable to understand why. Another soft kiss landed on his forehead, lingering briefly before pulling away.
“When can we meet next?”
Ha-jin’s question made Seong-hyeon’s heart race, pounding loudly in his chest.
Is this what excitement feels like?
Excitement feels strangely similar to fear, Seong-hyeon thought, smiling.
“Tomorrow.”
