#Side Story 14
“Ah, I’ve held back a lot.”
Saheon hyung suddenly uttered an incomprehensible sentence, then cupped my cheek and kissed me. It was a surprise kiss. His tongue, slightly forceful, probed the now-familiar, pleasant spot between my lips.
Where our skin met, though mostly dry, a slight dampness remained, making us cling even tighter. Lost in Saheon hyung’s kiss, I heard a soft *pop* as our lips parted, and my body was suddenly lifted. I hastily wrapped my legs around his waist.
“Ah!”
“Hold on tight.”
“Hyung! Hyung! Put me down!”
Startled, I called out to Saheon hyung, but he only patted my bottom. I clung on like a koala, struggling to stay put. Saheon hyung strode out of the bathroom.
The cool air outside the bathroom caressed my skin. I glanced sideways. Perhaps out of fear of falling backward, my grip on his neck tightened.
Soon, my body was laid on the soft bed. Naked, I felt the texture of the sheets against my skin. Saheon hyung climbed on top of me and playfully kissed my cheek.
“Feeling young again.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than he kissed my chin. The sensation of his lips trailing down my neck was vivid. Without pubic hair, I felt like I’d gone back not just to feeling young, but to before puberty, but I decided to keep that thought to myself. Baby-dick.
“Feels like I’ve gone back to my adolescence.”
Saheon hyung lightly kissed my exposed collarbone. I nervously clutched the sheets. His hand gently caressed my smooth… area.
“Suddenly, I had a thought. It would be fun if you were my hyung and I was your dongsaeng.”
I couldn’t keep up with Saheon hyung’s train of thought. I couldn’t understand how the feeling of youthfulness after hair removal translated into him being my hyung and me being his dongsaeng. Saheon hyung’s eyes sparkled; he seemed to have latched onto another strange idea.
“Since we’re both hairless, should we pretend we’re high schoolers? Wow, a high school couple is cute.”
Considering our ages—especially Saheon hyung’s age—the high school setting felt a bit too much like a lie. It seemed my pubic hair had vanished and been replaced with a guilty conscience. I pursed my lips. Hyung kissed my pursed lips once, then whispered playfully,
“Isn’t that right, hyung?”
Thus began the unauthorized role-playing. I tried to avoid making a bewildered expression and resisted his attempts to explore my lips.
When I covered my mouth with both hands, Saheon hyung kissed my knuckles, chuckling. His breath on my hand was hot. He kissed my knuckles and the small, protruding bone. It tickled.
“We already did it on the plane.”
I insisted, my mouth still covered. If we went any further, I might die. I was tired, but if Saheon hyung was on top of me, he’d undoubtedly continue until I passed out.
“Let’s ditch the one-time-a-day prejudice.”
Who made me have this prejudice?! While I stammered in indignation, Saheon hyung coaxed me with a honeyed voice.
“We even shaved, let’s do it.”
I looked down at hyung’s smooth lower body. The absence of anything around his erect dick felt strange. Perhaps because the hair was gone, his already large dick seemed even bigger. Embarrassed, I looked away. Saheon hyung chuckled.
“Why are you looking away, hyung?”
“I’m not your hyung… no, it’s weird…”
I stammered, my face flushed. Being called “hyung” by Saheon hyung was disorienting, and the strange sensation of his body against mine was enough to unsettle me. I kept glancing at him, pretending not to look, as if he were some strange creature. Even though I’d seen this part of his body almost every night for the past eight years, it was embarrassing. Incredibly embarrassing.
“Then let’s do it this way, hyung.”
Saheon hyung stubbornly continued calling me “hyung,” continuing the role-play. After kissing my neck, he easily lifted me.
Our positions had changed. I was now lying on top of Saheon hyung. The soft touch of his body beneath me was incredibly awkward. I blushed and lowered my head.
“This is weird…”
“What’s weird? My dick touching your dick raw?”
My ears burned. I shook my head and glared at him. Even after years, Saheon hyung’s crude talk never got old. The corner of Saheon hyung’s lips curled up.
“Turn around.”
“Hyung, I really…”
“Call me Saheon.”
With tears welling up, I looked at him. It was like I was complaining that this wasn’t right, but if I pushed it any further, my energy would be completely drained.
“So cute, really.”
Saheon hyung gently caressed my waist, his dimples showing. I glared back, then my face crumpled even more at the sight of his smooth dick.
“I’ll… do it with my mouth…”
I finally offered an alternative. Saheon hyung smiled contentedly. It seemed a compromise had been reached. I hesitantly started to move down.
“No, not like that. Just turn around.”
When I sat as instructed, I was sitting with my back to him. I couldn’t understand his intentions. Confused by this unprecedented position, Saheon hyung gently urged me on.
“Hurry up.”
I obediently followed, thinking that if I did as he said, it would end quickly. In fact, realizing I couldn’t avoid sex anymore, a sense of resignation mixed with excitement.
But as I sat with my back to him, two major problems arose. One, he had a full view of my naked back, and two, I was facing Saheon hyung’s smooth crotch, which I had been so eager to avoid.
Embarrassed, I looked away. Saheon hyung, watching from behind, seemed to notice my embarrassment. A low chuckle escaped his lips, and a gentle hand encircled my waist.
“Push your butt back further.”
“Further back?”
I glanced back. I was still awkwardly straddling Saheon hyung’s stomach. If I moved up further… The thought sent a blush spreading from my head to my toes.
My mouth opened in surprise. I’d been embarrassed by Saheon hyung’s various requests before, but I’d never been this flustered.
“Hyung, Saheon… I can’t, I can’t…”
The thought itself was shameful. Unsure whether to call him “hyung” or “Saheon,” I trailed off, startled by the hand pulling my waist closer.
“We can just suck each other off.”
His words turned my thoughts into a confirmation, and my face exploded in crimson. My mouth fell open. I didn’t know how to perform such an act. It was embarrassing, so embarrassing.
“H-how…”
Saheon hyung leaned back against the headboard. This lifted my buttocks slightly, and as he pulled them towards him, a sharp gasp escaped me.
Perhaps because the awkward position was imminent, his smooth dick, which had been a source of shock moments before, was no longer a problem.
“Cheongmyeong, you do it with your mouth. I’ll handle the rest.”
Saheon hyung laughed playfully and patted my back. I realized my buttocks were resting near his sternum. I shifted slightly to lower myself, but Saheon hyung didn’t miss the opportunity.
“Ah…!”
A large hand pressed firmly against my back, as if subduing me. My buttocks naturally lifted. Saheon hyung simply grabbed my thighs and pulled me closer.
Something wet and warm touched the tip of his dick. Saheon hyung had done this to me many times, so I knew what it was. It was a chilling sensation, different from when one person does it unilaterally.
“…H-h-ah! Hyung, n-no…!”
“You have to suck mine too.”
Having said that simply, Saheon hyung unhesitatingly took my dick into his mouth. The wet sensation as it was instantly sucked in made me curl my toes. A silent scream escaped me. I gripped his hips, enduring the terrifyingly blissful feeling.
“Ah, ah, ha… ha, ha…!”
The warm membrane of his mouth moved, and I felt like I was going crazy. My body, having been aroused before, heated up easily. I tried to endure it, rubbing my cheeks against the bed, but because of the position, my cheek ended up against the side of his erect dick.
The soft, warm, pulsing organ against my cheek felt strange. I looked back pleadingly, and the sight of Saheon hyung sucking on my dick further stimulated me. My face burned.
“H-h-hyung… h-hyung…”
“Ah, it’s definitely better with you as the dongsaeng.”
Saheon hyung mumbled as he removed his mouth from my dick. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at him, relieved by the loss of sensation, and I tried to lower my trembling waist.
“Hyung, hyung, every time, it’s so fucking hot. Don’t call other guys ‘hyung’ except me.”
“Then how… ah, ha, w-wait, ah!”
He opened a bottle of lotion—I didn’t know when he’d gotten it out. Saheon hyung squeezed all the thick, white lotion into his hand, and his fingers unhesitatingly went towards my rear.
“Ah! Aha, ha, hyung, aah…”
The pleasure was even greater than when Saheon hyung had taken my dick into his mouth. I twisted my waist, gripping his strong thighs for support. But Saheon hyung held my waist firmly, continuing to penetrate me.
I felt the distinct joints of his long, firm fingers. My rear tightened, and I whimpered. My already sensitive rear, having been violated just hours before, was even more sensitive now.
“Hyung, ha, ha… please… aah…”
“Cheongmyeong. Why aren’t you sucking my dick?”
He’d started the role-play as “hyung” and somehow it had ended again. The embarrassing situation of calling Saheon hyung only by his name was gone, but that didn’t mean the current situation wasn’t embarrassing.
