#72
“Tempting? It sounded more like a neighborhood kid begging me to play together,” I thought. Saheon hyung, his face showing surprise, chuckled and asked,
“Again, again? What are we doing together?”
His voice was languid, as if even his voice had softened from the water. His voice, damp like the air, made me swallow hard. I needed to say something more proactive.
“Um…”
But the proactive words wouldn’t come. The more intense Saheon hyung’s smile became, the more anxious I grew. But eventually, the words blurted out.
“C-c-can I… touch your chest…?”
It was supposed to be a daring line, but in reality, it wasn’t. I was overwhelmed with the urge to shut the door and run away. Saheon hyung’s lips curved into a wide smile, then he gently bit his lower lip with his upper teeth.
It was clearly a playful expression. I stepped back, closing the door slightly. I had no idea where that courage came from. Regret over the thought, ‘Maybe I’m not good enough in bed, that’s why he has a girlfriend,’ washed over me.
“Come here.”
His damp voice softly commanded. I squeezed through the crack in the door and quietly closed it. The humidity in the bathroom was suffocating.
I approached Saheon hyung hesitantly. Like a hunter catching its prey, he pulled me into a tight embrace. Our wet skin touched. Hot water droplets intermittently splashed onto my body.
Holding my waist tightly, he briefly kissed my lips, then bent slightly to touch our foreheads. I heard him chuckle.
“What sudden resolve made you so exciting, my little rascal?”
A kiss, as if admiring me, playfully landed on my nose again. My eyes were slightly narrowed because of the fine spray of water.
“Hyung…”
The trashy thought, ‘If I do well, maybe there’s still a chance, even though he has a girlfriend,’ floated in my mind. My conscience pricked me for my immoral behavior. But with Hyung, whom I’d practically loved since birth, there seemed to be many exceptions.
“Hyung what? I’m not angry.”
Saheon hyung said something nonsensical and kissed my nose again. I belatedly understood the context of his words. The contact of our wet bodies created a strange, slippery warmth.
“Actually, I thought *you* were angry, Cheongmyeong.”
Hitting the nail on the head, I momentarily searched for words. He was right. I felt insecure seeing him surrounded by pretty flight attendants, and I was jealous of his unknown girlfriend. With a soft peck on my lips, he whispered pitifully,
“Or not? Did I misunderstand? That would be great…”
Saheon hyung looked at me with a pitiful expression, drawing out the end of his sentence. His hair, wet and plastered to his face, and his skin, shimmering with a faint sheen from the humidity, sparkled.
His face buried in my neck, he looked like a dejected large dog. Shaking his head slightly, as if acting cute, he mumbled,
“…Touching your chest would be even better.”
His gaze naturally fell downwards. My sensitive area, warmed by his body heat, felt even hotter. Saheon hyung, still with a pitiful voice, subtly instructed,
“Shall I gather them?”
Saheon hyung’s large hand grasped my ribs, then naturally slid down, gathering the non-existent flesh. My flat chest pathetically formed a faint groove before disappearing. The flesh, naturally impossible to gather, slipped through his palm. He let out a faint moan, his eyes narrowing.
His fingers wrapped warmly around my ribs, but his thumb didn’t. He began gently rubbing my sensitive area with his finger at a steady pace, eliciting a strange moan.
“Mmm…”
My conscience pricked me. Terrifying words like adultery and fornication frightened me, but there was a faint thrill in doing something I shouldn’t.
I loved him longer. I loved him more. The faces and names of his past girlfriends, blurry and unknown, flashed before my eyes. I bit the tender flesh inside my mouth, closing my eyes in defiance.
“Ah, ah…”
I exhaled a heated breath, wiping my increasingly damp forehead and pushing my bangs back. My cheeks were flushed, whether from the warm water or the erotic act. Kissing my exposed forehead, he playfully kissed my neck.
The repeated pecks were faintly mixed with the sound of the shower. His lips, which had traveled down my neck to my collarbone, reached the sensitive, faintly pink peak. A faint moan escaped my clenched lips.
“Hmph, hmm, huh…!”
I dug my nails into his shoulder, then quickly retracted my fingers, fearing I might hurt him. The sound of him sucking my nipple, amplified by the water, sounded even wetter.
My body became drenched like a light rain. The act of gently rolling my nipple with his tongue, then sucking it like a child, ignited a heat within me. My semi-erect dick touched his thigh. Saheon hyung inserted his thigh between my legs, creating a subtle movement.
“Ah, huh, hmm, uh… Mmm…!”
Even my nasal sounds echoed off the bathroom walls, making them clearer. The dizzying sensation made my legs feel weak, and I twisted my waist. But his soft tongue persistently followed.
“St-stop… mmmph…”
Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, I instinctively tried to tell him to stop, but I quickly clenched my teeth to hold back. I was doing something immoral, assuming it was because I wasn’t good enough. A whimper escaped my lips. I twisted my waist further to express my inability to endure.
My sensitive area was freed in his wet mouth. Saheon hyung gently caressed my reddened nipple with his thumb, then grasped the non-existent flesh. The pathetically gathered flesh crumbled in his palm.
I moistened my parched throat by swallowing. Gasping breaths escaped my parted lips. Almost unconsciously, I shook my head and begged him.
“More… more, Hyung. More…”
Meeting my desperate gaze, Saheon hyung closed his eyes and tilted his head back. His sharp jawline was visible. After moaning for a while, he touched his forehead with his hand, muttering as if dizzy.
“Am I dreaming? If I’m having a wet dream at my age… Mungjeong, damn it.”
Saheon hyung mumbled a strange, nonsensical word mixed with a curse, tightening his grip on his chest. I felt a sharp but faint pain and pleasure simultaneously.
“Mmm, hmm…”
He slightly twisted the small protrusion with his thumb and forefinger, causing my waist to jolt. I made a short, hiccup-like “Hup!” sound. Saheon hyung seemed amused by my reaction.
“Can you touch yourself?”
His low voice was laced with clear desire. I instinctively felt I couldn’t, but I bit my lower lip, slowly lowering the hand that had been around his shoulder.
My eyes were burning, and I felt like crying. Whether it was from guilt, shame, or the patheticness of my situation, I couldn’t tell.
I made a whimpering sound and placed both hands on my chest. I grasped my flat, flesh-less chest. As I squeezed it, as Saheon hyung had done, a long, low breath escaped him.
“Ha…”
My ears burned. Looking down, I slowly rubbed my nipple as if pressing down on it, feeling a different sensation than when Saheon hyung did it. He inserted one thigh between my legs and subtly rubbed his now fully erect dick against me.
The direct yet indirect stimulation was erotic. I closed my eyes tightly, suppressing a moan, then, recalling the word ‘proactive,’ expressed my pleasure without reservation. I was ashamed.
“Mmm, haaa, ah, good… yes, hmm…”
Saheon hyung, muttering a clear curse, kissed me. The sound of our saliva mixing was erotic. There was almost no space between us. Saheon hyung’s hand traced my back, descending along the curve of my spine to grasp my buttocks.
“Ah, hmm, Hyung…”
My buttocks naturally tightened. But his fingers naturally caressed the entrance to my anus. Burying his nose in my shoulder, he inhaled deeply and mumbled.
“Cheongmyeong, you smell so good. What scent is this?”
“Nivea… mmm… body lotion.”
“…That’s not what I’m asking…”
My honest answer made him sigh briefly, and his fingers paused. His long, strong fingers, with clearly defined knuckles, once again caressed the area near my private parts, as if confirming.
“…Cheongmyeong.”
Thinking it was a signal to stop, I quickly added, my voice trembling slightly.
“Sorry… quickly, Hyung, more… more…”
“No, it’s…”
Saheon hyung mumbled in a dazed voice, then let out another heated sigh.
“Am I dreaming? Or is it my birthday…”
He looked like he was about to slap me if I didn’t respond. I frantically shook my head and hugged Saheon hyung’s neck tightly. It was an attempt to hide my shameful face, but he firmly pushed me away.
The momentary fear of being exposed for my immoral and corrupt thoughts was quickly replaced by a passionate kiss that seemed to tear into my mouth.
His kisses, teasing and exploring every sensitive spot, made my body lean back. My hands, searching for stability, grasped the sink. Like a lifeline for someone chased by a tiger, I clutched the white curve.
The hand that had been caressing my anus easily entered. The sticky liquid, even after being touched by water, still remained.
“Mmm, hmm, ha… mmmph… yes, Hyung, ah…”
Saheon hyung’s finger, pre-lubricated with gel, penetrated my anus. When his fingertip brushed against a sensitive spot, my toes curled. I wrapped one leg around his.
“Cheongmyeong.”
His low, playful voice tickled my ear. When I flinched slightly from the tickle, Saheon hyung playfully bit my earlobe. He even teased me by lightly licking it with his tongue, eliciting a whimper from me.
“Ah, hmph, hmm, ah… Hyung…”
“Why is it wet here?”
His voice was chilling, filled with lust. It sounded like he was asking a question, but also like he already knew and was teasing me.
As he said, it was because I had already applied gel, but I felt ashamed. Even with the sound of the water enveloping us, the sound of my insides being poked was clear. My toes curled tighter.
Saheon hyung, as if urging an answer, rubbed the spot more forcefully. I clung to him, hugging him tightly, giving the only honest answer I could.
“Hyung, thinking about Hyung… ah!”
My vision flashed white. It was because he was mercilessly rubbing my sensitive spot. I practically cried, clinging to him. I could hear his heavy, excited breathing.
My body suddenly turned. My hand, which had been gripping the sink, slipped away, then I quickly grabbed it again to regain my balance. The sound of the water stopped. Saheon hyung turned off the faucet and firmly positioned himself behind me.
My body was pressed so close to the sink that I could barely make out my reflection in the fogged mirror. My Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
“Hold here. Spread your legs wider.”
I heard his firm, commanding voice, the kind he used when he got excited. I looked back with flushed eyes. Saheon hyung’s large hand wrapped around my waist, gently urging me on. I spread my legs wider as he instructed.
A soft sensation wrapped around my waist and pressed down on the hollow of my back. I naturally bent over the sink, my posture reflecting that. I gasped for breath as I looked at my reflection in the foggy mirror. Saheon hyung, who had grabbed my hips and pulled them apart with his hands, muttered.
“Damn, how is he pretty even here?”
I could instantly understand the area he was pointing to. Just as my face began to flush hot, Saheon hyung slowly knelt down on the bathroom floor. I felt his warm breath from below. Almost simultaneously, his soft tongue made contact with my sensitive area.
