LD Chapter 10

Following Ha Jungyoon to the parking lot, I stood before a gleaming black car, my jaw dropping. Even during our freshman year, Ha Jungyoon’s car had been a frequent topic of conversation among our classmates, but I hadn’t realized it was this impressive.

“Nice… car.”

“Yeah, I got it when I came back. I like it too.”

Wow. It wasn’t even the same car he had in freshman year. 

A new car to celebrate his return…

“Cool, right?”

It was cool. A black SUV from a well-known sports car brand was spotless and gleaming.

“Close your mouth before you drool all over it. Get in.”

I quickly wiped my mouth with the back of my hand at Ha Jungyoon’s words, but thankfully, there was nothing there. I watched Ha Jungyoon get into the driver’s seat, then opened the passenger door. And once again, I covered my mouth with my hand.

The interior was even more impressive. How impressive? Just… really impressive.

I had worried he might drive recklessly, showing off, but the car glided smoothly and steadily down the road. Ha Jungyoon focused on driving, looking straight ahead, but glanced at me every now and then with a playful smile.

If I only saw that side of him, I wouldn’t have guessed he was gay at all. He seemed like the type to have a mature, older girlfriend he’d been dating for, like, five years. I wasn’t sure what that even meant, but that was the impression he gave.

“Woo Hyunsoo.”

“What?”

“Even if you’re in a hurry, control yourself”

It was clear he wasn’t talking about needing the restroom. I scratched my tingling ear and replied indifferently,

“Not really.”

“Really? You were staring so intently, I thought you were in a hurry.”

“I was just admiring your car.”

“Is that so?”

“Ah, seriously.”

This time, my fists clenched at his casual teasing.

Ha Jungyoon found the hotel without any hesitation. When I asked if he’d been here before, he said no. He was a good driver, had a good sense of direction, and even parked perfectly.

I wasn’t usually the type to feel inferior, but I was starting to resent… the heavens a little.

“Ha Jungyoon.”

“Yeah?”

I pushed my feelings of inferiority aside and called his name.

“I’ll go in and check in first. I’ll text you the room number.”

“Yeah, sure, whatever. But don’t you need a key card to use the elevator? Do you not need one here?”

“Ah…”

I hadn’t thought of that. I should have stayed at hotels more often. What should I do?

I narrowed my eyes, trying to come up with a different plan. Ha Jungyoon tapped the steering wheel, patiently waiting for me.

“Then…”

“Yeah?”

“Then…”

“Yeah?”

“I’ll check in and get the key, go up, and then come back down to give you the key. Then you can go up first. I’ll be up in about five minutes… no, let’s just go together.”

I heard him chuckle behind me as I opened the car door and got out, but I ignored him.

I had already made a reservation on the way to the hotel. As I walked towards the front desk to check in, Ha Jungyoon strode towards the inside of the lobby.

Where is he going?

I tilted my head, watching him disappear behind a pillar, then snapped back to attention when the receptionist greeted me.

After checking in and receiving the key, I went in the direction Ha Jungyoon had gone and found the elevators. Ha Jungyoon was standing there, looking at the number pad. He glanced at me casually and shrugged. The elevator arrived, and I followed him inside. Contrary to my worries, I didn’t need a key card to operate the elevator.

After we got off the elevator, I took the lead. Just like in the elevator, Ha Jungyoon and I didn’t speak as we walked down the hallway to our room. The rhythmic sound of our footsteps only heightened the tension.

I stopped in front of the door with the same number as the one on the key card, looked at Ha Jungyoon, and opened the door. I held the door open for him, and he grinned as he brushed past me. As the door closed behind us, I let out a pent-up breath.

“Phew.”

“If we come to a hotel two more times, you’re going to have a heart attack. You weren’t this nervous last time.”

“Last time…”

I was too out of it to be nervous.

“Anyway, you might be used to this, but it’s really awkward for me.”

“Want to shower?”

Ha Jungyoon smiled michievously, changing the subject.

“You go first. I need to… calm down a bit.”

My legs felt weak, so I staggered over to the bed and collapsed onto it. Just then, Ha Jungyoon came over and ruffled my hair.

“Ah, stop it.”

“Ah, sthopp it.”

“Why are you doing this, seriously.”

“Whyyy am I doin’ this, seeriously.”

“Wow…”

I stared at him, my jaw dropping in disbelief, and Ha Jungyoon chuckled and walked into the bathroom.

“Ha, so that’s his true character.”

I shook my head and rubbed the back of my neck, which was damp with sweat.

“Why is he so excited…?”

I had been worried he might come out completely naked, but thankfully, Ha Jungyoon wasn’t that bold. I watched him come out in a bathrobe, grab a bottle of water from the fridge, and drink it. Then, I grabbed my own bathrobe and stood up.

I couldn’t remember the first time clearly, but I had experience it with him twice now. Even so, tonight felt different. Of course, I was just as nervous, but this time, it wasn’t a drunken, impulsive encounter. This was the beginning of a relationship based on my clear intentions and consent.

Perhaps because of that, the bathroom door felt heavier today. I stepped out and stood there awkwardly, and Ha Jungyoon patted the space next to him on the bed. I shuffled over and sat down, and he chuckled.

“Ha Jungyoon.”

I stared at Ha Jungyoon, his demeanor relaxed and confident, and finally asked the question that had been on my mind all day.

“Aren’t sex partners supposed to avoid contact outside of… you know… and only meet when they need each other?”

“Oh dear, did you learn about sex partners from movies?”

“…Is that not how it is?”

I asked, feeling a bit djected, and Ha Jungyoon turned to face me properly.

“Of course, some people are like that.”

His gentle voice made my stomach flutter for some reason, and I fidgeted my thumb against the blanket, listening intently.

“If you and I were strangers, and we just… happened to sleep together…”

“Happened… to sleep together.”

I glanced up, and our eyes met. A faint smile spread across his previously expressionless face.

“Well. Even then, I think I would have asked you to have meals and coffee with me.”

“…What?”

“Well, you know. Our… beginning was different, so why should we think like everyone else?”

“…That’s true.”

His tone was light, but his words were strangely convincing. I let out a long breath.

“You think a lot, don’t you?”

“Isn’t that normal? And… I feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”

I hadn’t felt good about using Ha Jungyoon, who was gay, from the beginning.

“You’re not.”

“Huh?”

As I looked at him, scratching the blanket, Ha Jungyon leaned closer and whispered against my ear,

“I’m doing this because I want to. It feels so good when I do it with you.”

“That much?”

“Don’t you like it?”

His casual question made me sigh unconsciously.

“Ha Jungyoon.”

“Yeah?”

“I have erectile dysfunction.”

“I know.”

“But I get hard. With you. What do you think that means?”

“That it’s incredibly good?”

I wasn’t sure about incredibly good, but it was good enough to make me suggest this crazy arrangement. I didn’t want to admit that aloud, so I just kept my mouth shut.

“Woo Hyunsoo.”

“Yeah?”

“Let’s do it.”

A quick peck, his lips brushing against mine. The warmth spreading from my neck slowly enveloped my entire body. My body slowly tilted back until my back met the soft blanket.

“You probably don’t remember the first time clearly.”

Ha Jungyoon’s lips moved to my cheek.

“And the second time, you were too preoccupied with confirming whether the first time was real.”

Then, my neck.

“Shall we enjoy it properly this time?”

“…Didn’t we already enjoy it… plenty… the first two times…?”

“Do you really think so?”

His face, pressed against my chest as he looked up at me, sent shivers down my spine. 

Fine, I had to admit it. 

One of the reasons I could make such an absurd proposition to Ha Jungyoon was because of that face.

“You talk a lot, you know?”

“Huh?”

“You should show me, not just tell me.”

I put on a brave face, trying to hide my pounding heart and shallow thoughts. Ha Jungyoon, oblivious to my inner turmoil, chuckled again. He laughed easily, more than I’d realized. Back in our freshman year, he would be laughing and chatting with the others, and then his face would harden and he became quiet whenever I came near.

Wait. Why do I remember that?

As I tilted my head, confused by the sudden memory, Ha Jungyoon took off his bathrobe and tossed it onto the floor. He sat up, straddling my legs, and I glanced at him absently, then my jaw dropped at the shocking sight.

“A-ah, n-no… wait, there… whoa…”

“Ah, don’t be so openly surprised. It’s embarrassing.”

Despite his playful tone, it was a sight I couldn’t tear my eyes away from, even though I knew it was rude.

What, what… what is that?

I hadn’t gotten a good look during our two previous encounters, but I’d felt it inside me, so I’d had a rough idea of its size. But this was… wow.

Ha Jungyoon’s… thing easily surpassed my expectations, even mocking them.

How did that even fit inside me? Is this the mystery of the human body?

Wait, the size wasn’t the issue. Well, the size was an issue, but there was something even more unbelievable.

That, that, that… that…!

The color of that enormous thing was a very pale pink. Baby pink, or whatever they called that color. I hadn’t known such a color was possible on a man’s body. That such a color could even exist in a human. And the surprises didn’t end there.

Ha Jungyoon, chuckling at my reaction like he had just inhaled a lungful of helium, had… unbelievably… absolutely no hair down there.

Wait, how did I not notice this before? 

Of course, the previous times, I was too preoccupied with confirming whether I had actually had sex with Ha Jungyoon, and whether I had gotten hard and come, to notice anything else. Still, but, that, no, seriously…

“You, that, Ha Jungyoon, you…”

“Me, what?”

“No, I, why didn’t I, last time, no, whoa.”

“Exactly. I was putting on such a show last time, and you didn’t even glance down here. How rude.”

“Do… do you… groom…? Wow… do all gay guys do that?”

“Generalizing about a group of people like that is a very dangerous and intellectually irresponsible thing to do.”

“Do you shave? Yourself?”

“It doesn’t grow.”

“Crazy… seriously… it’s huge. And that… the color, how is it… like that…”

“…You’re not really listening to me, are you?”

“Wow…”

I was too stunned by the shocking visual to process anything Ha Jungyoon was saying. All I could do was stare and let out stupid exclamations.

“What? Never seen a white dick before?” 

As I narrowed my eyes and leaned closer, tilting my head for a better look, Ha Jungyoon proudly thrust his penis forward.

White dick?

The words echoed in my ears, and my face flushed instantly. 

Why do I only hear those kinds of words? 

I didn’t want to react like a clueless virgin, but I couldn’t help the difference in our experience levels. Especially when a real, live “white dick” was being thrust right in front of my face. I rubbed my tingling neck with my hand and then slowly raised my head. Ha Jungyoon, seeing our eyes meet, smirked and started swaying his hips slowly.

If this were before, I might have punched him, someone of the same sex, for masturbating in front of me, using me as… fuel. But now, my heart pounded in my chest, and my lower abdomen tightened.

The veins on his incredibly pretty-colored penis stood out prominently. The contrasting features were strangely appealing. His penis twitched, and pre-cum started to leak from the tip, dripping onto my chest.

Gulp. The room was so quiet that the sound of me swallowing my dry saliva was overly loud.

“Ha, fuck…”

Ha Jungyoon suddenly cursed, grabbed the headboard, and started stroking himself faster. He had delicate, smooth features and fair skin. Not pale or pasty, but… clear? Fair and translucent. Yet, he had the build of a volleyball player. His naked body was covered in tightly packed muscles. His sculpted abs rippled with each powerful thrust of his hips. And that… that unbelievably colored penis was growing increasingly engorged.

Wow…

I couldn’t close my gaping mouth, my eyes fixated on the dynamic and vibrant display of Ha Jungyoon’s body. The thick head of his penis darkened and swelled.

…Amazing.

Then, his heavy, ragged breathing hitch, and…

“Haa…”

With a long exhale, thick semen shot out from his darkened penis…

“…….”

…directly onto the spectator’s face.

“Ah.”

Ha Jungyoon stared down at me, my face covered in his semen, looking slightly dazed. Then, he quickly climbed off me, grabbed a handful of tissues from the side table, and frantically wiped my face.

“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.”

He seemed flustered after putting on such a passionate masturbation show.

“Ha Jungyoon.”

“Ah, I’m really sorry. I won’t do it again.”

“I really am a pervert.”

At my defeated words, Ha Jungyoon abruptly stopped. 

“I… got hard watching you masturbate.”

My gaze drifted downwards, landing on my erect penis poking out from beneath my bathrobe. self-consciously tried to cover it, embarrassed, but the thin fabric couldn’t hide the hard bulge.

“Wow.”

Ha Jungyoon’s eyes, now looking back at me, were full of amusement.

“Woo Hyunsoo, you’re such a pervert.”

I didn’t even have the energy to argue.

“But… this is a good sign, right? I mean, that…”

As I stammered, my face serious, Ha Jungyoon patiently waited for me to continue, wiping the semen from the bridge of my nose with his thumb.

“No, I… I’ve tried, you know, looking at pictures and videos, but I never reacted at all. I’ve never… gotten hard like this before, from watching or listening to anything. But I got hard from watching… something erotic, so this is a good sign, right?”

“Something erotic?”

I had confessed my deepest insecurities, but Ha Jungyoon seemed to have focused on a completely different part of my sentence.

“Hey…”

I started to get annoyed, and Ha Jungyoon chuckled, shaking his shoulders, and then kissed my cheek hard enough to make my head turn.

“Of course, it’s a good sign. It’s a huge progress.”

His calm tone made me miss my chance to grab him by the collar.

“…Really?”

“Of course. It means you’re reacting to sensory stimulation.”

“I guess so?”

“Yeah.”

His casual shrug and tone strangely reassured me. I let out a breath and relaxed my body. Ha Jungyoon, who was lying on top of me, reached inside my bathrobe.

“I won’t put it in this time. I’ll just… give you a handjob.” 

“Handjob?”

“You’ve never had one before, have you?”

Of course, I had. I’d entrusted my “thing” to Ha Jungyoon’s hand last time.

“I have.”

“What?!”

Ha Jungyoon jolted up and suddenly shouted.

“You jerked me off last time. Isn’t that a handjob?”

“Ah, you scared me.”

“…What?”

I muttered timidly, watching Ha Jungyoon’s relieved expression.

“Yeah, that’s right. That’s true, but… this time, properly.”

Seriously. Was there a right and wrong way to give a handjob? 

Wasn’t it just grabbing someone’s thing… and jerking it?

Ha Jungyoon, perhaps sensing my disgruntled thoughts, said, “Look at your face,” flicked my nose, and slipped his hand under my arm, pulling me up to a sitting position.

“Ow!”

It wasn’t a joke; it really hurt so much that tears welled up in my eyes. Ha Jungyoon ignored my glare, as I clutched my nose and leaned back against the headboard, spreading his legs.

“Come here.”