The black hand buttoning his pajamas slipped. His mind went blank. What did that hyung just say? Did I hear him right?
Whether he knew Sayoung's confusion or not, Euijae began to lay out his decision.
"Listen, Sayoung-ah. Actually, I did some studying. Apparently, there's quite a bit of preparation needed for insertion sex between men, and you can get hurt. So, wouldn't it be better for me, who's sturdier than you, who got a cracked rib from being hit in the heel, to take the bottom...."
Even though the system was gone, Lee Sayoung was a former S-class Awakened. His abilities hadn't disappeared yet, and his body wouldn't even get a small scratch from most impacts.
My rib cracked because you're too strong.
Instead of arguing, he pretended to listen carefully, nodding as if he agreed.
From the start, Lee Sayoung had never even considered the possibility of being the one on the bottom. He was satisfied without insertion sex, but if they were to move on to that stage....
Sayoung had already thought of about 100 reasons why Cha Euijae should be the bottom and how to persuade him. The reason? Simple.
Because he wanted to fuck his Hyung. Sayoung wanted to see Euijae's face as he cried with pleasure.
But Hyung was saying first that he would lie down, so put it in him. Fireworks exploded in Sayoung's head. It was a festival. He immediately shredded the Cha Euijae persuasion project in his mental shredder and nodded. If an opportunity walked in on its own two feet, you'd be a fool not to grab it.
"Okay."
"Do you... know how to do it?"
"Uh-huh. I studied."
He quickly took out the lube from the drawer next to the bed. It was such a natural movement, as if he had been waiting for this moment. Whether Euijae looked at him suspiciously or not, Sayoung smiled brightly with an angelic face.
"I don't want Hyung to get hurt either... Let's start with fingers, slowly. Okay?"
When he kissed his cheek as if acting cute, Euijae nodded reluctantly.
"Um, well... okay."
"Lie down on the bed. Make yourself comfortable."
But his movements were very slow. Sayoung chuckled as he watched Euijae, who seemed reluctant to lie down.
"Ah... I see. Is it a little awkward to do it face-to-face?"
Didn't that whole mess happen last time when he took a position that exposed his body so blatantly? His shoulders twitched, as if he had hit the nail on the head. Sayoung snickered.
"Then do you want to lie on your stomach? Um, you can cover your face with a pillow while lying down. Whatever makes Hyung comfortable."
"...Uh-uh? Oh, okay."
Euijae obediently grabbed the pillow and lay face down.
Yeah, to be honest, Sayoung didn't want to watch himself shoving his fingers into his ass in real time.
Euijae could hear rustling sounds from behind. Damn it, since he couldn't see what he was doing, he was focusing on the sounds. He gripped the innocent pillow tightly.
..Maybe, this was a bad decision?
Um, maybe he was a little hasty?
The moment he thought that, the waistband of his loose training pants was grabbed. Euijae gasped. A large hand stroked his waist soothingly. A voice mixed with laughter came from behind him.
"Relax. It's not like I'm only touching your waist once or twice."
"Hey, that's different from this!"
"Isn't it similar..? Oh, and don't kick me this time."
"I won't kick..."
"Yeah, I believe you."
Soft lips touched the back of his neck.
The hand that had been caressing his bare skin dug between his clothes and bare skin, and soon grabbed his pants and underwear at once and pulled them down. His buttocks and thighs were completely exposed. Damn it. Euijae buried his face in the pillow and cursed inwardly. He didn't know if it was anxiety or tension, but an emotion he couldn't identify made his mouth dry.
'Is it okay to expose my butt in front of someone?'
Besides, the one touching him was Lee Sayoung....
It was then. Lube, warmed by body temperature, moistened his puckered hole. And one slick finger forced its way into the hole. Euijae groaned softly.
"Ugh..."
"Does it hurt?"
"No, it doesn't hurt..."
He squeezed his eyes shut at the foreign sensation. There was no pain, but the fact that he was accepting something in his ass was awkward in itself. Just a slight discomfort. Euijae thought with his face buried in the pillow.
Are we really doing this?
Is this really the right place to do it?
Could it be that we studied the wrong information? I heard that internet information pollution is serious these days?
Regardless, Sayoung, who had inserted his index finger, probed the inner walls as if searching. The inner walls clamped down tightly on even just one finger. Sayoung stroked his waist with one hand and whispered.
"Tell me if it hurts, Hyung. Tell me if it feels weird too."
Instead of answering with words, Cha Euijae only nodded his head, which was buried in the pillow. The nape of his neck, revealed beneath his gray hair, was bright red. It was probably a blush caused by shame and embarrassment rather than pleasure. He was probably cursing inwardly. He wanted to see his face, but if he asked him to show his face in this situation, he would surely get kicked.
'Cute...'
Well, what could he do if even that was lovely? And if he wanted to see his face....
'I just have to make him so out of his mind that he doesn't even have the wherewithal to cover his face.'
He licked his lips with his black tongue and moved his fingers. Every time he probed and rubbed the inner walls with his fingers, Euijae's body trembled intermittently.
Sayoung lowered his head and kissed the flushed nape of his neck.
"I'm going to put one more in."
And without waiting for an answer, he pushed in one more. The hole widened a little more. Ugh... Euijae, who let out a small groan, gripped the pillow even tighter. Sayoung, looking at his pale white hands, asked quietly.
"Does it hurt?"
"No, it's not that..."
"Then is it weird?"
The gray head nodded slightly. Usually, he would have answered with something like "Shut up" or "Shut your mouth," but it was cute that he was answering so obediently. He must have been really prepared. Or maybe he was too nervous to even think about answering.
Sayoung ignored the throbbing heat in his lower abdomen and began to rummage through his ass in earnest. He spread his two fingers like scissors, and every time he rummaged through the inner walls, there was a squeaking sound.
And Euijae was still thinking with his face buried in the pillow.
'Why the hell are we doing this?'
According to internet reviews, the person being fucked is supposed to feel tremendous pleasure through something called the prostate.
But far from pleasure, all he felt was the foreign sensation and strangeness of being rummaged through in his ass. On the other hand, he also had this thought.
"Isn't this just a structure where only the person doing the fucking feels good?'
Could it be that they spread false information to increase the number of people being fucked? He was starting to doubt the information on the internet. Male-to-male relationships are so selfish. A relationship where only one side feels pleasure. He developed his thoughts in a strange direction. It was because his knowledge was ambiguous.
Euijae rolled his eyes, pressing his cheek flat against the pillow.
'I'm glad I said I'd be the bottom.'
I'd feel sorry for making Lee Sayoung endure this strange sensation just to make me feel good—
"Hmm... It should be around here."
Then Sayoung muttered, pushing his fingers in deeply and bending them. His fingertips scratched something sharply.
Instantly, Euijae's back arched.
"Ah!"
A shrill sound burst from his open mouth. There was no time to hold back the sound. His lower abdomen throbbed, and his ass clenched. His limp penis twitched and half-raised its head.
'What is this?'
Euijae opened his mouth and widened his eyes. Just now, what was that? It felt like he had been struck by lightning.
At the same time, Sayoung's lips touched the back of his neck. A low laugh echoed through his entire body through the back of his neck.
"…Found it."
"What?"
"It's in a pretty deep place. It's a good thing my fingers are long.... No, maybe it's a blessing in disguise...."
Before he could even understand what that meant, the movement of his fingers intensified. His thick fingers began to persistently poke at one spot.
"Ah, wai, hng, eugh, ah!"
"I won't let anyone else... touch you like this..."
His moans were cut off wildly. Light flashed before his eyes. His lower abdomen whined and cried. No, this. He gasped and curled his toes. A strange sensation, whether it was the urge to urinate or something else, climbed all over his body. His thoughts didn't connect.
Euijae gasped, clutching the pillow.
"Wait, ugh, this is wei, hng, eugh..!"
"Men... have a part called the prostate, Hyung."
"Sayoung, ah, wei, hic, eugh...!"
"If you stimulate it here, you'll... squirt all over the place."
"Ah! Hng, ah! Ahh!"
As he said, his penis was already erect and dripping with clear fluid. His mind melted thickly. No, he was going to cum. But it felt good.
His ass convulsed wildly, clenching his fingers. As he rubbed his forehead against the pillow and pushed the sheet with his soles, a hand firmly grabbed his waist.
"Do you think you're going to cum?"
A soft voice whispered in his ear. Euijae nodded. Ah, fuck, he was going to cum, he.... He wasn't sure if he had finished it in his mind or said it out loud. However, a low laugh poured out and a wet tongue licked his ear. At the same time, a cold hand grabbed his erect penis.
Euijae's body flinched.