PS | Chapter 2.12

Sihoo’s tongue, moving as if this was second nature, slipped inside without hesitation. And then, just as Jehyuk’s brain short-circuited, Sihoo did something that wrecked him.

The tip of Sihoo’s tongue grazed the roof of Jehyuk’s mouth.

Jehyuk immediately let out a sound that wasn’t like him at all.

“Hh, ngh—!”

His entire body shuddered, about to collapse under the foreign, overwhelming sensation.

Not even realizing it was pleasure, Jehyuk instinctively tried to escape. He jerked back at the last second, but Sihoo didn’t allow it.

The hand cupping his cheek tightened, and another hand pressed against his thigh—

A large palm pushing down—

Way too close to a certain area.

“Hah… haah, ngh!”

I flinched in surprise, feeling my body jerk. The sensation building in my lower abdomen intensified. I thought something weird was going to happen if this kept up. Ji Jehyuk wanted to stop, shaking his head. But Yoon Sihoo didn’t stop. Instead, he pressed on, starting to kiss properly.

As Sihoo gently rubbed against the roof of Jehyuk’s mouth, making him gasp out loud every time, he then pressed his tongue sharply. The unfamiliar touch of tongue against tongue drew a nearly tearful gasp from Jehyuk. Taking that as a sign, Sihoo led the frozen Jehyuk as he pleased.

Jehyuk’s passive tongue awkwardly followed as Sihoo entangled it further. A sticky sound echoed as their tongues meshed and intertwined. With every move of Sihoo’s tongue, Jehyuk’s vision whited out. It was terrifying yet insanely pleasurable. A thrilling and ticklish sensation burst wildly, and his entire body melted into a puddle.

The drunken kiss completely took Jehyuk’s soul away. If he were sober, he might have been conscious of many things, but now he could only focus on the kiss. What kind of feeling was this? Though he was supposedly leaning back in the chair, his entire body felt like it was falling backward, as if floating in midair.

“Ha, huh, ugh, ah, hnn.”

He let out an unexpected moan. Unlike in movies where people kiss without making such sounds, Jehyuk couldn’t help but vocalize. Amidst the faint shame that lingered, he tightly closed his eyes.

This is crazy. I’m really going crazy.

It felt insanely good. That was all he could think about. The act of their tongues intertwining and separating wasn’t exactly sanitary for Jehyuk, but it felt too good to even think about such things. Unable to swallow properly, the slurping sounds filled the car.

Time passed unnoticed. In a trance, Jehyuk simply accepted the kisses led by Sihoo. When Sihoo’s tongue licked behind his teeth, he choked for a moment. Yet, Sihoo didn’t stop the kiss.

Only when Jehyuk reached his limit of breathing did the kiss finally end, and Sihoo was the one to realize it. Jehyuk hadn’t even noticed he couldn’t breathe properly.

“Haa, haa, ha…”

As Sihoo pulled away, Jehyuk gasped for air. His chest heaving, he slowly opened his eyes.

Something was off.

He was sure he had been sitting upright, but through his blurry vision, he saw the car ceiling, as if he was lying down. What was going on? Blinking, he looked to the side and realized the seat itself had been reclined. And Sihoo was on top of him.

When did this happen?

Staring up at Sihoo with dazed eyes, Jehyuk noticed Sihoo’s lips, wet with his saliva, unusually red compared to usual, amplifying the lewdness.

“Hyuk-ah.”

Then came Sihoo’s voice, deeper than he had ever heard it.

“You need to breathe.”

“Breathe, how do I, how to breathe, I can’t even…”

Sihoo smiled mischievously. The hand touching his cheek moved slightly. He touched Jehyuk’s earlobe with his fingertip, tickling gently. Chills ran down his neck, spreading a rush of pleasure throughout his body, like before.

It was then that Jehyuk realized the danger. He belatedly noticed where the sensations accumulating in his lower abdomen were heading. His lower body felt cramped. His genitals were stiff and swollen, pressing clearly against his briefs and pants.

“We need more practice.”

Thinking that continuing to kiss like this would lead to trouble, Sihoo seemed to have no intention of stopping. As Jehyuk caught his breath somewhat, Sihoo leaned in again. As Sihoo moved, a crisp fragrance hit Jehyuk’s nose. It was definitely a clean and pleasant scent, but it stimulated him like an arousing fragrance.

Instead of saying no, Jehyuk slipped his arms out of his belt and firmly pulled Sihoo’s shoulders toward him. And so, the kiss continued.

The second kiss, Jehyuk chewed on the words Sihoo had said to kiss better. He needed to breathe, he filled his mind with that resolve. But the firm resolve melted away as soon as Sihoo’s tongue delved in again. Even a slight touch of the tongue sent shivers down his belly, making it tickle.

Jehyuk awkwardly turned his head, not knowing when to breathe. Sihoo chuckled lowly, seizing the moment to breathe heavily in relief.

As Jehyuk composed himself, Sihoo dived back into the kiss. This time, their tongues intertwined deeper. The kiss deepened so swiftly it felt like being devoured, almost making Jehyuk’s arms, which were holding Sihoo tightly, lose strength.

Barely managing to cling closely to Sihoo, Jehyuk helplessly followed Sihoo’s movements. Although it was his first time kissing, Jehyuk instinctively thought Sihoo was really good at it. Otherwise, he wouldn’t feel like this. The sensation of melting and the thrilling feeling were exactly like the ideal kiss he had heard described. Maybe even more remarkable.

Unaware of how much time had passed, Jehyuk continued the kiss. And as the kiss prolonged, he felt his penis painfully erect in his pants. Unsure whether it hurt or felt good, Jehyuk groaned and twisted his lower body.

Despite thinking he had no interest in sexual activities, the past seemed irrelevant as Jehyuk inadvertently rubbed against Sihoo below. Unnoticed by himself, Sihoo caught it. A smile that seemed to find his opponent cute spread across his white face as he gently pressed his thigh against Jehyuk’s lower body.

“Euh!”

Already overwhelmed just from kissing, his body reacted sensitively. The sensation he had just felt was too unfamiliar, as if electricity was coursing through him. He felt something leaking from the tip of his penis.

“Sihoo-ya, down there, wait…”

Startled by the sensation, he broke off the kiss, panting. It felt like if things continued, something serious would happen. The urge to keep kissing followed Ji Jehyuk, but the fear of appearing wrong in front of Sihoo was greater during this moment. He was worried about making a mistake because he didn’t fully understand what was happening to him.

“It’s okay, Hyuk-ah. It’s natural.”

“But why is this…”

It wasn’t a mistake. His briefs felt a bit damp. Something had leaked from the tip of his penis, but he couldn’t figure out what it was.

Perhaps? As a horrified Jehyuk tried to pull away, Sihoo caught him.

“It’s pre-cum.” Knowing what was happening, Sihoo whispered in a low voice, lips briefly touching Jehyuk’s nape.

“Haah…uh, ugh…!”

His body jerked, the ticklish sensation making it hard to keep quiet. He inadvertently let out an inappropriate moan and clamped his mouth shut. His mind was only half back to reality, just enough to realize how embarrassing it was.

“It all comes out when you’re excited.”

Sihoo spoke as if he knew Jehyuk’s body better than Jehyuk himself. He nuzzled Jehyuk’s neck with his lips and moved the hand that had been gripping Jehyuk’s waist. Then he slipped his fingers under the clothes and scraped his fingertips across Jehyuk’s firm abdomen.

“Ugh.”

His body, far more sensitive than usual, responded keenly to the scraping fingertips. A ticklish sensation spread all over his body, building up as if it was going to explode. It was driving him insane.

“What do you want to do? At this rate, we might need to take care of it.”

Sihoo asked in a gentle voice. Jehyuk didn’t quite understand the intention behind his words. After all, he had never been anywhere close to such a situation before. Not having friends his age who would talk about such crude matters had also played a part.

“Uh, oh, um…”

So, without knowing anything, Jehyuk simply nodded, trusting that whatever Sihoo suggested couldn’t be bad.

As permission was granted, Sihoo smiled and folded his eyes. His hand, which had been touching the stomach, slowly moved downwards and then unfastened the buckle of the pants compressing the penis. The sound of the zipper going down seemed unnecessarily loud.

With the zipper undone, his penis felt suddenly liberated. Jehyuk instinctively breathed a sigh of relief. But soon, he realized the strangeness of the situation. Sihoo’s hand was touching that, his private area.

“……?”

Jehyuk belatedly realized what was happening and widened his eyes. Sihoo smiled as if he knew this would happen and moved before Jehyuk could react. He slipped his hand into the briefs.

“Wait, wait.”

Jehyuk hastily tried to back away. Or, tried to. However, his body, reclined on the seat, had nowhere to go. Sihoo easily overpowered him as he tried to kick off anything he could touch with his feet. A heavy weight pinned Jehyuk down.

“Shh, it’s okay.”

“There, it’s dirty, please…”

Jehyuk whimpered. Knowing that an organ involved in sexual activity and acknowledging it are different things. He had never imagined someone else touching his penis, especially not his only friend.

If it was possible to die of embarrassment, that would be now. As Jehyuk shook his head in earnest, Sihoo laughed.

“It’s only pretty.”

“No, please… if you touch, ah, ugh!”

His plea was interrupted by the sensation that followed. Sihoo rubbed the now slick glans, covered in pre-cum. Jehyuk could only open his mouth wide, experiencing a sensation he had never felt before. Intense pleasure paralyzed his mind.

“Ah, huhuk…”

His stomach clenched tightly. He felt a sensation as if his insides were twisting and tying up, then Jehyuk felt a bizarre urge similar to needing to urinate. Sihoo softly rubbed the glans and then grabbed the shaft. He then shook it.

“…Huhuk!”

Having never even masturbated before, Jehyuk quickly crumbled under the raw pleasure. With no resistance in his body, he soon, embarrassingly, sent signals that he wanted to climax. However, not recognizing these signals, Jehyuk started to thrash about from the unfamiliar feeling.

“Sihoo-ya, ahuk, Yoon, Sihoo, I… bathroom, wait, hey… wait…”

Resistance was futile. His body, having already exhausted its patience, followed the urge to ejaculate. As Sihoo rubbed and shook a few times, the lust that had built up during the long kiss erupted.

“Ah, aah, aaah!”

A sensation he had never felt before spread through his body. The wet dreams he had occasionally had in his youth happened in his sleep, so this was the first time Jehyuk had genuinely climaxed.

Something thick that had been pooling inside flowed out through the urethra, and Jehyuk threw his head back with a loud cry.

Moments later, thick, copious semen flowed from the tip of the glans. It being his first ejaculation, the semen was very thick and plentiful.

The word ‘eruption’ aptly described how the semen flowed, wetting Sihoo’s hand and soiling Jehyuk’s briefs and pants.

In the car filled with a sharp smell, Jehyuk and Sihoo’s breathing mixed. Sihoo looked down at Jehyuk’s lower region with slightly subdued eyes, still holding the penis as if admiring something.

Caught in the afterglow of his climax, Jehyuk gasped for air, half out of his mind. He should say something, but the overwhelming thrill he had just experienced left him twitching his waist and barely breathing.

His eyes unfocused, he slumped in the passenger seat, from which Sihoo slowly detached himself.

“We should change clothes, Hyuk-ah.”