#31
Taeseong’s breath poured down from above his head. Due to the hot and humid bathroom air, Bonoh felt dizzy. On top of that, moving his wrist was no easy task.
Losing his balance and swaying, Bonoh ended up kneeling on the bathroom floor. He placed one hand on Taeseong’s thigh and shook Taeseong’s dick with the other. Though his posture was much more comfortable than before, as his view lowered, Taeseong’s dick swayed in front of Bonoh’s eyes.
Taeseong couldn’t understand why Bonoh was suddenly acting like this, but he became even more excited by Bonoh’s proactive attitude. He worried that things were moving too fast before they were even dating, but he was even happy that Bonoh didn’t seem to have given up on his feelings for him. …Because he could only reject him after receiving a confession.
Taeseong grabbed Bonoh’s arm that was stroking his cock and pulled him up. He untied the knot of the bathrobe Bonoh was wearing and loosened it.
Without hesitation, Taeseong bit Bonoh’s nipple. He lightly bit with his teeth, then pursed his lips and sucked strongly.
“Ah! Hey, wait a minute!”
Bonoh’s wet nipple had no taste, but it seemed like he could suck on it all day. He sharpened his tongue to trace the center of the nipple, and also licked the areola with the flat surface of his tongue like a dog. Moans burst out from Bonoh’s mouth involuntarily.
“Stop, ah.”
When Bonoh shook his head, Taeseong removed his mouth from Bonoh’s chest.
“Ah! Why are you suddenly doing this!”
“…Ha. You said you’d help. Help me, quickly.”
At those words, Bonoh stopped struggling and entrusted his body to Taeseong. Taeseong pushed his dick against Bonoh’s groin while facing him and began thrusting his hips.
As their lower abdomens touched, Bonoh’s half-erect dick was pressed between them. At the same time, Taeseong’s dick brushed against Bonoh’s testicles and perineum, creating a strange feeling.
“Ahh… mm.”
“……”
Bonoh bit his lips to suppress the sounds that came out without his knowing. The sounds were embarrassing, but even more embarrassing was Taeseong’s gaze looking down at him. With Taeseong staring intently at his face, he didn’t know where to put his eyes.
Then Taeseong’s face came closer. Before their lips touched, Bonoh slightly turned his head away. Taeseong, who had been trying to kiss him, pulled back. Instead, with his other hand that wasn’t holding his dick, he gripped Bonoh’s cheek. When he pressed Bonoh’s lower lip with his thumb, his mouth opened slightly.
Not missing that gap, Taeseong inserted his thumb into Bonoh’s mouth. Like kissing with his thumb, he freely ravaged the soft and moist inside of Bonoh’s mouth.
“Ugh, uh. Ahh.”
Saliva dripped down the corners of Bonoh’s mouth. His body trembled finely, then Bonoh ejaculated. Though Taeseong was the one who started masturbating first, Bonoh’s face flushed at the fact that he had come first.
Without taking his gaze off Bonoh’s face, Taeseong roughly shook his own dick with his hand. After ejaculating on the inside of Bonoh’s thigh, he buried his face in his shoulder. Bonoh didn’t know what to do as Taeseong’s panting breath tickled him.
Taeseong embraced Bonoh and regulated his breathing for a moment, then turned on the faucet again. Cold water poured from the sunflower showerhead mounted high up. Bonoh, who was being held by Taeseong with his back to the shower, was startled by the sudden coldness. It was because his body had been warmed by the heat emanating from Taeseong’s body that was touching him.
“Ah, it’s cold.”
At Bonoh’s cry, Taeseong hurriedly moved the switching handle to make water come out of the handheld shower. With his chin still resting on Bonoh’s shoulder, Taeseong stretched both arms behind Bonoh’s waist to check the shower water temperature. After confirming that lukewarm water was coming out, Taeseong washed Bonoh first.
“I, I’ll do it myself!”
“Stay still.”
When Taeseong washed the semen from his lower abdomen, Bonoh wanted to hide from embarrassment. It was because the owner of the semen was himself, not Taeseong. Though the act had started with the intention of helping Taeseong, Bonoh was the one who felt more during the process.
Taeseong’s semen was also on the inside of Bonoh’s thigh, and whether the afterglow of climax remained, even Taeseong’s innocent touch without sexual intent made him ticklish, so Bonoh twisted his body this way and that, sometimes getting scolded.
As soon as Bonoh came out of the bathroom, he sprawled spread-eagle on the bed. After that session, fatigue rushed over him and his eyes kept closing. Now they were even, right…? Somehow he felt refreshed. Listening to the sound of Taeseong washing alone in the bathroom, Bonoh closed his eyes to the approaching drowsiness.
…At this rate, my whole body will burn up. Standing under the showerhead again, Taeseong deliberately washed slowly. It wasn’t because he was concerned about Kim Bonoh. No, to be precise, having done everything possible except penetration, he wasn’t worried about his naked body being seen now.
Now Kim Bonoh himself was what concerned him. Kim Bonoh, who didn’t have the courage to confess but couldn’t suppress his desires and approached with his body first. Earlier, Taeseong had almost kissed Bonoh without realizing it. If Bonoh hadn’t turned his head away, Taeseong would have pressed his lips against Bonoh’s. Kim Bonoh seemed to know well that his body was seductively shaped. Taeseong found that particularly irritating.
The biggest problem was himself, who kept being swayed despite knowing exactly what Bonoh’s intentions were. Thinking that, he roughly dried his wet hair with a towel. Taeseong didn’t notice that his somewhat irritated touch was too rough compared to when he had washed Bonoh.
Taeseong discovered Kim Bonoh sleeping spread-eagle on the bed and swallowed a hollow laugh. What a carefree guy. Was his business all finished? The car camping they had originally planned seemed to have already gone awry. Since it was for the dejected Kim Bonoh anyway, it didn’t matter as long as he cheered up.
Seeing Bonoh’s wet hair, Taeseong brought out a new towel. Sitting by the bedside, he placed Bonoh’s head on his thigh and began drying his wet hair. Worried he might wake up, Taeseong kept checking Bonoh’s expression.
Whether it was unnecessary worry, Bonoh slept soundly, oblivious to the world. He slept so well it was a bit annoying. He thought about pinching his nose hard, then stopped. Even while drying the moisture from his hair with the towel, Taeseong couldn’t take his eyes off Bonoh’s face.
“Mmm…”
Perhaps bothered in his sleep, Bonoh frowned and tossed a little. Taeseong was captivated by Bonoh’s lips that were moving slightly. For a moment, Taeseong’s hand stopped. He carefully brought his finger to Bonoh’s lips. With just a light press, his lips parted, revealing even teeth. The breath escaping between his teeth tickled Taeseong’s finger.
Why did he avoid it earlier? Taeseong’s expression hardened as he remembered Bonoh turning his head away. If someone you like approaches to kiss you, you’d rush toward them happily. What reason was there to avoid it? Was it playing hard to get? Or was he embarrassed? If it was because he was embarrassed, that was understandable. That would mean he liked him that much. Taeseong’s expression, which had been mocking, melted softly.
He’s surprisingly shy… He doesn’t look like it though. Taeseong poked Bonoh’s cheek. Liking the soft, yielding sensation, he kneaded it with his fingers like pincers.
“Cute…”
The moment he spoke, Taeseong covered his own mouth. What did I just say?
At that moment, Bonoh’s eyes, which seemed like they wouldn’t wake from deep sleep, slowly opened. Taeseong, who made unexpected eye contact, froze in place.
“…What? How long did I sleep?”
Bonoh yawned with his mouth wide open enough to show his uvula. He paid no attention to Taeseong, who was silently looking down at him without saying anything.
“Ah, right! You said we’d sleep in the car.”
“…Sleep more.”
Taeseong pressed down on Bonoh’s shoulder as he tried to get up, making him lie back down. However, Bonoh’s eyes weren’t drowsy but bright and alert. Making eye contact, Taeseong covered Bonoh’s face with the towel he had been using to dry his hair, as if to hide it.
“But I’m fully awake?”
“Sleep.”
“Ah, okay.”
Bonoh obediently answered and removed the towel from his face. Then he rolled over once. So that Taeseong could lie down next to him. Taeseong turned off all the lights and lay down beside him.
Taeseong closed his eyes but couldn’t fall asleep. He couldn’t possibly sleep while chewing over his own words that had unconsciously slipped out just now.
Cute? Kim Bonoh? I think Kim Bonoh is cute…? No matter how much he tried to deny it, he couldn’t take back words already spoken. Even if no one else had heard it, Taeseong himself had heard it. It was confusing, as if a fierce storm was raging in his head.
I’ve fallen for Kim Bonoh’s courtship.
Taeseong could only conclude that. Come to think of it, he had been particularly soft toward Kim Bonoh. He thought it had become a habit to leave alone Kim Bonoh, who looked around nervously like a puppy that had done something wrong, because he somehow felt sorry for him. To think that Kim Bonoh was the first person he had opened his heart to.
…No wait, is there any reason why that shouldn’t be okay? It’s none other than Kim Bonoh. Who was he? The very person who liked him and never stopped courting him with all sorts of flashy methods. When Taeseong’s thoughts reached that point, the storm in his head seemed to calm down.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
