- [104X105] Pizza
Ding-dong.
At the sound of the expected doorbell, Hyun tore his gaze from the TV screen and stood up. He grabbed the credit card he’d left out and walked toward the entrance, calling out loudly, “Who is it?”
“Pizza!” came the reply.
The answer sounded odd, so Hyun hesitated, his hand freezing on the doorknob. He always ordered from the same place, and the usual line was, “Pizza delivery!” This was different—suspicious. He pressed his eye to the peephole and asked again, “Who is it?”
“Pizza~!”
Even after asking who it was, the cheerful voice just repeated “pizza.” Through the peephole, Hyun saw a man with a round, smiling face—no double eyelids, just slightly drooping eyes that looked soft and kind. He wasn’t wearing the usual red delivery uniform; all Hyun could make out was gray. Hyun immediately slid the safety chain into place before unlocking the door and cracking it open.
A man in a gray hoodie grinned through the narrow gap, his gentle, eyelid-less eyes crinkling. He looked even more harmless up close, but Hyun knew better than to trust appearances these days. He teased, “Mr. Pizza? Never heard of you.”
“Huh? Oh, I mean pizza delivery!”
“No, I mean you don’t look like a pizza delivery guy.”
The man laughed—aha!—and held up what he was carrying: a flat pizza box tied with a red ribbon, clearly from the place Hyun had ordered from. The delicious smell wafting through the crack confirmed it wasn’t empty. “I live next door!” the man added.
Next door? Hyun frowned. His unit, 105, was at the end of the first floor; the only neighbor was 104. Who lived there? He studied the man’s soft, almost puppy-like features—smooth, fair skin, a face that looked even cuter up close. Ah, right. He had seen him once or twice. That sweet, always-smiling face was definitely his type.
The man handed over the pizza box. As Hyun took it, he offered his card. “You didn’t bring the card reader?”
“Oh, you prepaid, right?” The man fumbled in his pocket, pulled out a receipt, and looked flustered. “Oops, I forgot to check. Hehe. Can’t do cash?”
His expression shifted rapidly—panicked, then playful, then shameless. The more his emotions showed, the cuter he seemed. “I don’t have cash right now. Want to come back tomorrow?”
“Oh! Sure, I’ll come by tomorrow!”
Hyun smiled back at the beaming man, then closed the door.
***
Ding-dong.
Hearing the doorbell, Hyun hastily turned off the shower. Drops of water still clung to his skin as he roughly dried off, wrapping a towel around his waist before rushing out. Who could it be at this hour? He approached the door, the motion sensor light casting a yellow glow over the water dripping down his body, pooling at his feet.
“Who is it?”
“Pizza!”
The bright voice reminded him of yesterday’s cute delivery guy. He opened the door without the chain this time. The familiar face greeted him—this time in a red cap and shirt emblazoned with the pizza brand’s logo. The snug short-sleeved shirt revealed toned muscles, a stark contrast to the loose hoodie from yesterday. Despite the athletic build, his face was still adorably soft. “Hi! Do I look like a real delivery guy now?”
“You do. Come in, Mr. Pizza.”
“Aha! My name isn’t actually Mr. Pizza—uh…”
The man’s gaze dropped to Hyun’s bare body. His cheerful voice faltered, trailing off as his eyes traced the water dripping from Hyun’s hair. Ignoring the stare, Hyun asked, “Where’s the card reader?”
The man jolted, blinking as he looked back up—he must’ve forgotten it again. Hyun considered sending him back but decided to let it slide. “Wait here. I’ll grab cash.”
“Thank you!”
As Hyun turned to leave, the door clicked shut behind him. He glanced back—the man had stepped inside. I didn’t invite him in. Bold, or just clueless? The man’s gaze lingered on Hyun’s wet body, unabashed. Hyun hesitated, then headed to his room, the man’s blatant stare burning into his back.
After rummaging through his wallet and pockets, Hyun finally scraped together enough change. When he returned, the man was leaning against the closed door, arms crossed, his biceps straining against his sleeves. The contrast—his muscular frame and innocent face—sent a strange thrill through Hyun.
Gulp. Hyun clutched the towel around his waist and handed over the money. But the man made no move to take it, just stared. His eyes roamed over Hyun’s damp body before he glanced around the room. “You live alone?”
Hyun didn’t answer. The man stepped closer, his smooth nose and softly drooping eyes inches away. The rich scent of pizza filled the air, making Hyun’s stomach growl—but another hunger burned lower. The man’s hand suddenly pressed against Hyun’s lower back, warm and firm.
Hyun’s wet hand reached up and removed the man’s red cap, revealing his forehead. The man grinned, closing the distance until their breaths mingled. “You like pizza?”
Hyun’s lips brushed against his in reply. The soft, yielding touch didn’t last long—it deepened into a hungry, sucking kiss, their tongues tangling, wet sounds filling the cramped entryway. The towel around Hyun’s waist slipped away, pooling at their feet, while the man’s belt clinked open under Hyun’s fumbling hands. The man’s large hands gripped Hyun’s ass, fingers probing lower as their erect lengths ground together through fabric. Hyun’s hands explored the man’s toned chest under the red shirt, their kisses growing messier, breathier.
Hyun’s back hit the wall. The man’s lips left his, and Hyun whimpered, frowning as he opened his eyes—only to gasp. The man had dropped to his knees.
“Hiiik!”
The sudden, wet heat around his cock made Hyun’s legs tremble. The man’s head bobbed between his thighs, tongue swirling, lips sliding up and down his shaft. The intense suction sent jolts of pleasure up Hyun’s spine, leaving him helpless, panting. The man’s strong hands pinned Hyun’s trembling thighs to the wall, his own breath coming in ragged bursts.
The man’s tongue pressed firmly against the ridge of Hyun’s cockhead before sealing his lips around it, sucking hard—chuup—then lapping at the sensitive tip again. Hyun’s thighs quivered in his grip, his body arching as the relentless, skilled blowjob pushed him over the edge.
“Agh—nngh—!”
The man swallowed Hyun’s release, tongue working the oversensitive head until Hyun writhed, the pleasure bordering on pain. With a wet pop, the man released him, licking his lips. Hyun’s cum glistened on his tongue, dripping onto his hand. The sight, even after climaxing, sent another wave of arousal through Hyun.
Hyun wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, pulling him up. The firm muscles under his hands, the contrast with the man’s soft face, reignited his desire. Hyun nipped at his earlobe, then kissed and sucked down his neck, making the man’s breath hitch. Meanwhile, the man’s fingers slid between Hyun’s legs, slick with spit and cum, pressing inside. Hyun gasped as two fingers stretched him, his own cock hardening again against the man’s red shirt.
“Nngh…”
The man’s low moan vibrated against Hyun’s skin. Hyun ground his hips against him, leaving wet marks on the fabric. The occasional whiff of pizza only heightened the surreal, intoxicating moment. Hyun’s tongue traced the man’s collarbone, marking him, as the man’s fingers scissored inside him.
“Haah… does it taste good?”
The man’s whisper made Hyun lift his head. The same innocent face from before was now flushed, eyes dark with lust. The contrast—those gentle features and the rough, claiming touch—drove Hyun wild.
“Need to… try more… to know,” Hyun murmured.
He yanked the man into a fierce kiss, their tongues tangling, sharing the bitter taste of cum. Hyun’s legs wrapped around the man’s waist, their bodies grinding together. The man’s fingers slipped out, and Hyun’s hand immediately dropped to the man’s pants, shoving them down along with his underwear. His thick cock sprang free, pressing against Hyun’s stomach, pre-cum glistening.
The man pecked Hyun’s lips. “Then try more.”
He lifted Hyun’s leg, hooking it around his waist, then the other, until Hyun was fully supported by the man’s strong arms. The man’s hands gripped Hyun’s ass, fingers digging in as he lined himself up. The tip pressed against Hyun’s hole, slick with cum and spit. Hyun gasped as the man pushed in, stretching him wide. Even prepared, the size was overwhelming.
“Nngh—!”
Hyun clenched his teeth, his back arching against the wall. The man held him tightly, thrusting deeper, each movement sending Hyun higher. The man’s breath was hot against his neck, his voice low. “So loud… taking it so well, customer.”
Hyun could only whimper in response, his body trembling as the man pounded into him. The narrow entryway, the wall at his back, the man’s arms—the only things anchoring him as pleasure consumed everything else. The occasional scent of pizza mixed with sweat and sex, the slick sounds of their bodies, the man’s grunts—Hyun was lost in it.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
