#25
Taeseong made Bonoh bite the hem of his t-shirt with his mouth to expose his chest, then began to tease his nipples. He wasn’t sure if stimulating the chest would help make Kim Bonoh come faster since he was a man, but Taeseong simply moved according to his instincts.
Fortunately, it seemed to work, as Kim Bonoh came not long after.
“Haa, ha…”
Kim Bonoh went limp in his arms. There was no longer any reason to touch Kim Bonoh, but Taeseong didn’t care and roughly fondled Bonoh’s softened cock with his wet hand. Semen that had pooled at the tip of his urethra leaked out bit by bit.
Perhaps because he didn’t like having his sensitive cock touched right after ejaculating, Bonoh pushed away Taeseong’s hand. Having achieved his goal, Taeseong let himself be easily pushed away by Bonoh’s hand. Then he gathered and spread his fingers, looking at Bonoh’s semen clinging to his fingers.
“You came quite a lot…”
Bonoh, who had hastily drunk and even ejaculated, fell asleep just like that. Taeseong lifted Bonoh up with his hand that wasn’t covered in semen and laid him on the bed.
Looking down because his lower body felt uncomfortable, Taeseong realized he had become erect at some point. He thought it was inevitable to get an erection since they had engaged in quasi-sexual activity. Taeseong went into the bathroom and pulled down his pants. A distinct outline was visible on his left thigh. The tip of his erect cock was even wet.
Taeseong took out his cock, which was as thick as a water bottle, and began stroking it with the hand covered in Bonoh’s semen.
“Ugh…”
Bonoh’s semen tangled in Taeseong’s dark pubic hair. Thinking about the sensation of stroking Bonoh’s cock just moments before, he shook his cock with rough movements for a long time. That day, Taeseong hadn’t drunk even a sip of alcohol.
***
Taeseong normally drank a glass of water after waking up in the morning. Then going straight to the bathroom to wash was his routine. Unlike usual, today’s Taeseong didn’t move at all despite being awake.
He was still lying in bed, covered only with a blanket. It wasn’t wet below, but he was erect. His lower abdomen ached from being erect for too long. It was definitely the aftermath of yesterday.
Perhaps what he had done in the bathroom before sleep wasn’t enough, as during the night he had dreamed of something more intense than the light act of stroking his cock with his hand. It was a dream where Bonoh eagerly sucked Taeseong’s cock and even got his own erect.
He definitely hadn’t touched even a drop of alcohol. However, as if bewitched by something, Taeseong had acted as his heart desired. The sensation of the cock fitting perfectly in his hand was still vivid. That bastard Kim Bonoh, not content with confusing people, even had the talent to appear in dreams and bewitch people.
Taeseong slightly pulled back the blanket and looked at Bonoh’s bed. Bonoh was in a position stuck right against the wall as if kissing it. Not only that, he wasn’t even properly covered by the blanket, defensively exposing his loose clothing. At that boldness, Taeseong moistened his lips once with his tongue.
Seeing with his eyes that Bonoh was still sleeping gave him a strange sense of relief. He couldn’t run away anyway, and even if he tried to escape, there was no logical reason for Taeseong to be angry, yet he had been strangely anxious.
Separately from that, seeing the well-stretched legs under the shorts Bonoh was wearing seemed to give strength to his lower body again. He had to think of other things to calm it down, but this wasn’t easy either. His head throbbed with a headache even though he definitely hadn’t drunk any alcohol.
Even if he was being a bit lazy, a person’s habits don’t change easily. Taeseong soon got up from bed, organized his blanket, drank water, and went to the bathroom. Unlike ordinary days when it would subside if he waited a little, there was no sign of his erection going down.
After a moment’s consideration, Taeseong recalled the memories of last night and his dream while grasping his heavy cock with his hand. His head being completely filled with Kim Bonoh was truly due to instinct. Only after ejaculating lengthily against the bathroom wall did the heat that had been stirring in his head finally cool down. Taeseong sighed once and then began to wash his body.
When he came out after washing, unlike earlier when Bonoh had been sleeping defensively, he was now tightly wrapped in his blanket and breathing unsteadily. It was clear he had woken up.
Yet the fact that he was still lying turned toward the wall subtly irritated Taeseong’s mood. He was even more displeased that Bonoh, who usually moved around energetically, was acting like this now of all times. Taeseong barely swallowed the words he was about to say in reproach. It wouldn’t be like him to speak up first.
Taeseong roughly dried his wet hair with a towel while checking the breakfast menu at the dormitory cafeteria. However, since it was past 10 o’clock, breakfast had already ended and lunch was being prepared. He had slept very late on the first day of vacation. Even his habit of waking up automatically at a certain time, as if he had an alarm clock inside his body, couldn’t overcome his relaxed mind and languid body after sexual release.
“Kim Bonoh.”
Even knowing it wasn’t like him, Taeseong called Bonoh. Taeseong, who had never put anything in his mouth and chewed unless it was at set times since childhood, even if he was hungry, was prepared to eat at such an ambiguous time because he was irritated by Bonoh lying in bed with his eyes tightly shut, pretending to sleep.
As if he had completely forgotten he was trying to pretend to sleep, his body flinched when his name was called. Bonoh’s face, as he slowly turned around, was slightly flushed. His acting like he had just woken up was obviously contrived to anyone watching.
“What?”
“I’m going to eat.”
“…So?”
“Are you coming too?”
“Me?”
A huge question of why I should follow you was plastered on his face. It was utterly bewildering. He could just accept, but seeing him hesitate like that when it was obvious he had nothing to do made Taeseong’s mood uncomfortable. Taeseong spoke with as much kindness as possible, with a charitable heart.
“I’m going for hangover soup. Don’t you need it?”
Even if Taeseong didn’t, Bonoh had drunk alcohol, so he thought it would be good to have a late breakfast at a hangover soup restaurant.
“Huh? Me, but I need to wash up…”
Bonoh, whining like a puppy with only a big body, quickly got up and went straight to the bathroom. Taeseong continued to dry his still-damp hair with a towel, then took out and put on clean clothes. He could generously wait for him to wash up.
However, Bonoh, who usually showered so quickly that it made one wonder if he was actually washing thoroughly, spent about twice that time in the bathroom. The sound of water was pouring, but it felt like he was just standing under it. Since he couldn’t open the door and go in, Taeseong decided to wait quietly.
While waiting, Taeseong organized the situation. First, Bonoh still hadn’t confessed. It really seemed like yesterday was the perfect timing, but Bonoh had once again easily exceeded Taeseong’s expectations. However, he had caused trouble before even hearing that confession.
Would Kim Bonoh remember this? Even when he wandered around as if drunk in alcohol, he had never shown signs of blacking out. It seemed like he usually didn’t forget what he said while drunk either. The probability that he would remember was indeed high. However, seeing how he had pretended to be asleep earlier and reluctantly accepted a proposal he would usually have wagged his tail and rushed toward, it seemed like he was desperately trying to pretend not to know.
Just as Taeseong’s eyes were about to darken, the sound of water finally subsided. Soon Bonoh walked out of the bathroom, which felt cold as if he had taken a cold shower. Bonoh, whose expression had hardened like an angry dog, said something absurd as soon as he made eye contact with Taeseong.
“What! …You didn’t leave?”
“You said you were washing up.”
“No, I thought you’d go by yourself since I needed to wash up.”
“I’m not that rude.”
Taeseong, who lightly denied his past of less than six months, lifted his firm chin.
“Hurry up and get ready.”
Bonoh looked at Taeseong like that, his mouth just moving, then soon found clothes to wear.
Until they took the elevator and escaped outside the dormitory building, there was no conversation between them. For Taeseong, it was familiar silence, so for a very brief moment he didn’t think much of it. But… it usually wasn’t like this when he was with Kim Bonoh. Taeseong’s head tilted in puzzlement. Normally Bonoh would have been chattering enough for several people at times like this.
“Do you have a hangover soup place you go to often?”
“Huh? Not really. I just eat anywhere.”
“Anywhere where.”
“Well. In front of school.”
“Let’s go there.”
Taeseong said that and stood still, waiting to depart. Since he didn’t know where the place Bonoh mentioned was. It was natural since it wasn’t food he usually ate much. Only Bonoh was dumbfounded at the sight of him waiting like a princess for Bonoh to lead the way.
***
The 24-hour hangover soup restaurant they walked to leisurely had no customers. It was an ambiguous time, and since the semester had ended, there naturally wouldn’t be many students around. Even after sitting down and ordering from the menu, Bonoh inwardly wailed with his complicated thoughts.
When Bonoh woke up, he silently screamed at the fleeting memories of yesterday. Yesterday’s Joo Taeseong had strange eyes. Unless he was seriously out of his mind, there was no way he would suddenly grab someone else’s dick.
I heard that boys’ high school students even jerk each other off. Bonoh, who had attended a co-ed high school, had heard such rumors. Had yesterday’s act occurred in that context? Did Taeseong attend a boys’ high school? Even so, considering Taeseong’s usual behavior, he wasn’t the type of person who would personally resolve his roommate’s sexual desires.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
