LD Chapter 7

Suddenly, those words, spoken with such a casual expression…

As soon as I stepped into the shower stall, I turned on the cold water, then yelped and quickly adjusted the temperature. I cupped my face in my hands, letting out a long breath under the spray of water.

Well, Ha Jungyoon was inexperienced too. He was less drunk than I was that night, so his memories were probably clearer. It was natural for him to be curious about this new world he had entered. I had also indulged in numerous… self-pleasure sessions over the past two weeks.

But still, was it that good? 

Was it good enough for him to accept such an absurd proposition from a male classmate again?

Ah, stop it.

I had already done more than enough thinking and worrying. I couldn’t back down now that I was here. I was unconsciously scrubbing myself more thoroughly than usual when the reality of the situation hit me. I froze, leaning against the wall, letting the cold water wash over me.

After finishing my shower, I stepped out and stared at the clothes on the shelf, hesitating for a moment. Then, realizing the purpose of being here, I figured it would be ridiculous to put my clothes back on and leave, so I wrapped myself in a bathrobe and went out of the bathroom.

“Um… you should shower too.”

As I walked out, holding my neatly folded clothes, Ha Jungyoon, who had been sitting on the armrest of the sofa, stood up.

“I thought you’d passed out in there.”

“…Go shower.”

“Woo Hyunsoo.”

Ha Jungyoon stepped closer and ran his fingers through my wet hair.

“Don’t run away.”

“…Whatever, just go shower.”

As I mumbled, unable to meet his eyes, repeating the same words three times like an idiot, he suddenly lifted my chin with his hand.

Smooch.

The sound of lips meeting resonated clearly. I shivered at the soft sensation on my lips.

“What, you, just now, wha…”

As I stammered, my eyes wide, Ha Jungyoon bit down hard on my lower lip.

“Ouch! Hey!”

Unlike me, who jumped back in surprise, Ha Jungyoon just smirked.

“Appetizer.”

He then pulled off his sweater and t-shirt in one swift motion and walked into the bathroom.

I thought he said he was inexperienced? He didn’t seem like the type to lie about that, but he seemed incredibly skilled and comfortable.

Was he just… naturally gifted? 

Some people were just born that way. If that was the case, it was a bit unfair. That face, that body, that personality, and now even talent in that area… it was a bit much.

I was sitting on the bed, lost in thought, when the bathroom door opened, and I looked up. Ha Jungyoon, radiating warmth, stepped out of the bathroom with a large towel wrapped around his waist and walked towards the bed.

Definitely unfair.

I knew he had a good physique even with his clothes on, but he looked even better without them. His broad shoulders were impossible to miss, and my eyes were drawn to his smooth skin and sculpted abs. My gaze, sliding downwards, stopped at the bulge beneath the towel.

Wait a second. 

What’s that?

The outline was… prominent.

“Want me to take off the towel too?”

I stared at Ha Jungyoon, his lips curving into a smirk, and then stood up. I wrapped my arms around his long, slender neck and pulled him down. My lips met his perfectly, like puzzle pieces fitting together. I tilted my head, deepening the kiss. I ran my tongue over his smooth lips and then slipped it inside his mouth.

“Mm!”

Ha Jungyoon, who had been frozen stiff, suddenly grabbed my waist closer and rubbed his groin against me. He didn’t forget to capture my invading tongue with his as he did so.

I had initiated the kiss, wanting to tease him because of his smugness, but I was the one who ended up being pushed back, unable to resist the force of his advance. Ha Jungyoon moved forward, thrusting his hips against mine, his arms wrapped around my back. Even as I stumbled backward, our groins stayed connected, and the wet sounds of him sucking on my tongue filled the air.

We fell back onto the bed, our bodies tangled together. Instinctively, I pushed against Ha Jungyoon’s chest, pinned beneath his heavy weight. He caught my wrists, pinning them down, and thrust his tongue back into my mouth.

“Mmm, mmmph!”

I turned my head to avoid his kiss, gasping for breath, but he followed relentlessly.

“Wai, mm, wait!”

I barely managed to create some space between us and cried out, and Ha Jungyoon lowered his lips down to my neck, sucking hard on my skin. Perhaps his words about thinking about my naked body for two weeks weren’t a lie, because his hands roamed over my body with an urgency. He was no longer playful or teasing.

“Hey, Ha Jungyoon! Wait a second. Uncomforta, mm! I said it’s uncomfortable!”

At my protest, Ha Jungyoon stopped moving and caught his breath. I twisted my wrists free and pushed against his chest with my elbows, inching my way toward the headboard. My bathrobe fell open, exposing my chest. I knew it was a pointless gesture, but I clutched the robe closed, trying to cover my flushed chest and flaccid penis. Ha Jungyoon quickly climbed on top of me and pulled the robe open.

“Hey! Ah!”

He then grabbed my limp penis. His grip was so tight it brought tears to my eyes.

“…Do… do you think I’m going to get hard?”

I must have been crazy. Lying here naked in front of a male classmate, provoking him to try and get my unresponsive penis hard. I was definitely crazy.

Ha Jungyoon kept his eyes fixed on me as he slid down my body. Just as I thought his lips were curving into a smile, he suddenly took my glans into his mouth.

“Cr-crazy.”

As I watched my penis sucked into his warm, wet mouth, all the worries and anxieties filling my head evaporated. Ha Jungyoon tilted his head, rubbing the tip of my penis against the inside of his cheek. My penis twitched, poking against his smooth skin.

“Haah!”

A gasp escaped my lips, and my head fell back. The intense stimulation was incomparable to those clumsy attempts at holding and clumsily shaking my penis by myself. Ha Jungyoon slipped his hand between my legs, spreading them wider, and positioned himself between them. He knelt, his upper body flat against the bed, and slowly moved his head back and forth.

My toes curled, and the muscles in my thighs tightened. I squeezed my knees together, wanting him to stay, wanting his dark head to stop moving away. Ha Jungyoon, his lips still wrapped around my glans, looked up at me and swirled his tongue around the tip of my penis. 

I was on the verge of tears. I could only stare at him helplessly. He sucked on my glans, his lips puckered like he was sucking on a lollipop, then released it. My erect penis sprang up, hitting my tense lower abdomen.

“Hard now?”

Pre-cum dripped down the shaft. My eyes, filled with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation, looked back and forth between my fully erect penis and Ha Jungyoon, who was staring at me with an impassive expression.

“Ha, what the…”

I was actually hard. Even though I’d been masturbating for weeks in my dark room, thinking about Ha Jungyoon, this situation was still bewildering.

I was hard, really hard, in Ha Jungyoon’s hand—no, his mouth—in reality, not in a dream or a fantasy. 

Was this okay? 

Was this really okay?

As the vague notions I had been harboring solidified, chaos descended upon me. But as my heavy, throbbing penis was enveloped in his large hand, the chaos dissipated, replaced by a wave of heat.

Ha Jungyoon, who had somehow moved up my body, rested his elbow beside my head to support his weight, and stroked my penis with his other hand. The sensation was both foreign and familiar. His hand became slick with the pre-cum dripping from my penis. Ha Jungyoon, his gaze fixed on my penis as it steadily grew in his hand, looked up as my glans swelled.

“Haa… haah… mm… mmm!”

I knew I probably didn’t look good, arching my back and moaning, but I couldn’t control myself. One corner of my eye twitched, and my body, which had been tense, relaxed. A long breath escaped my parted lips.

“Ah…!”

The lips that had been kissing my cheeks, chin, forehead, and mouth moved to my ear and whispered,

“You came.”

Ha Jungyoon kindly informed me of something I already knew.

“Now, shall we try something you really like?”

Was there something else I liked besides coming? 

I stared at Ha Jungyoon, my breath still ragged. He seemed to understand my puzzled expression and he nuzzled his forehead against my neck, pulling me into a hug. His affectionate gesture sent shivers down my spine, and I tried to push him away slightly, but he tightened his grip around my torso and bit down on my nipple. The towel around his waist came loose.

“Haah…”

I didn’t even have time to process the shock of having my nipple sucked by a man before a jolt of electricity shot down my spine.

I had gotten hard and come. 

Shouldn’t that be enough? Shouldn’t I just stop here? 

But then Ha Jungyoon’s earlier words came back to me.

‘I haven’t been able to sleep for two weeks thinking about you. That’s why I ignored you and pretended nothing happened. I kept thinking about sleeping with you that night. Whether my eyes were open or closed, even in my dreams, all I could see was your naked body writhing beneath me, moaning. Just like you’re curious about whether you got hard that night, I’m curious too. Whether you really got hard in my hand while looking at me, whether you really came because you liked it so much, whether it was a dream or reality. I want to know, I also want to confirm it.’

I couldn’t tell if he was being sincere, but I felt guilty about backing out now that I had gotten what I wanted. Even in this situation, my ridiculously upright self was prioritizing my conscience.

 Ah, and I’m hard again. 

As if mocking the years I’d spent agonizing over it, my penis sprang to attention at the slightest touch from Ha Jungyoon. I looked at him, his face buried in my unimpressive, flat chest.

I hadn’t actually done much after boldly suggesting we sleep together. Ha Jungyoon was the one who gave me a blowjob, and he was the one who jerked me off. I hesitated, then cautiously wrapped my arms around his head. Ha Jungyoon pulled his lips away from my chest, looked up at me, and smiled shyly.

Wha, what is this?

His smile made my lower abdomen clench, and my penis began to harden.

Did I look at faces more often than I thought? Anyway…

“So… it was me after all?”

When I woke up that morning, and when I rushed home and checked my body, covered all over in marks of the previous night, what had bothered me the most was the persistent ache in my… nether regions.

I wasn’t so naive or clueless that I didn’t know what Ha Jungyoon was about to do, the thing I supposedly really liked.

“That, what do you call it. Being on the… receiving end.”

“Ah.”

I had asked a perfectly reasonable question, but Ha Jungyoon looked like he had been hit in the back of the head.

“…Never mind.”

Seeing his expression, I didn’t need to hear the answer. Even in the hazy, fragmented memories that surfaced, I had been completely bound to Ha Jungyoon. Perhaps being on the receiving end was better. I didn’t know what to do anyway. I could just let Ha Jungyoon take the lead.

…Am I really losing my mind?

As I seriously considered the possibility of having gone insane, Ha Jungyoon placed both his hands on the bed and pulled me up. He then kissed the corners of my teary eyes. I turned my head, trying to avoid his ticklish kisses.

“Wh-why, what, why, why, what’s this? Did we do this too?”

“Yeah.”

“Why, why, why?”

The same words tumbled out of my mouth, like a broken robot. Even though I’d already exposed myself completely, having my penis sucked and ejaculating, these soft kisses felt more embarrassing and awkward.

“Just… because I wanted to?”

“But you’re so natural.”

He was leading the atmosphere like a pro, even though he was supposedly inexperienced.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you not like it?”

“Not… really. It’s better than both of us fumbling around, I guess.”

“That’s a relief.”

I had been muttering, my gaze fixed somewhere around Ha Jungyoon’s shoulders, and at his genuinely relieved tone, I glanced up. I saw his confident face, his lips curved into a smile.

Did I hear that right?

His long fingers gathered the various fluids scattered on my penis, testicles, and the smooth skin beneath. A shiver ran down my spine at the sensation of the wetness being smeared around. I flinched as his fingers moved down there.

“A… a relief?”

I tried to sound casual, deliberately ignoring the sensation and pretending to be indifferent, but my voice trembled pathetically.

“Yeah, a relief.”

Ha Jungyoon showered my shoulders, chest, and chin with kisses.

“Haah… why?”

His index finger traced a line from my testicles to the entrance of my hole.

“Because you don’t seem to dislike it.”

“Mm!”

As he finished speaking, his finger suddenly pushed into my hole.

“I was worried, actually.”

“Hey, Ha, Ha Jungyoon, wai, w-wait a second.”

I had mentally prepared myself, of course, but I couldn’t help the uncomfortable feeling of intrusion. His soft lips pressed against my furrowed brows.

“Since you were so forward, I thought you’d be okay with… at least jerking each other off.”

“Ah, it hurts. It hurts… Ha Jungyoon. Hey! Ahh!”

The feeling of his knuckle pushing against the narrow entrance was incredibly vivid. The tingling in my skin subsided, and my penis, which had been starting to get hard again, went limp.

“I was worried you wouldn’t feel anything when I… penetrated you. But I was worried for nothing.”

His finger, swirling inside, gently scraped against the walls and pushed deeper. I twisted my body, one hand gripping Ha Jungyoon’s shoulder, the other grabbing his arm between my legs. His finger, pressing against my insides, curled like a hook and scraped downwards. It was definitely painful, but my stomach felt… ticklish. My body trembled. He pulled his finger out, and then inserted another one. Two fingers, spreading apart, pushed deep inside, stretching my walls.

“Wai… wait! Jungyoon! Ha… Ha Jungyoon!”

My back arched as his fingertips brushed against a sensitive spot inside.

“Ah…!”

“I told you. You really liked this.”

His voice, whispering in my ear, sounded relaxed, but it was actually urgent and rough.

“This, this is strange… haah… strange. This, is a bit… Jungyoon…!”

“It’s not easy to feel that way from the first time.”

“Hey…! Ah… agh!”

I was losing my mind as his fingers spread wide, curled, thrust, and pressed inside. Pleasure coursed through my entire body.

“Are you naturally gifted?”

“Ha, Ha Jungyoon…!”

“No. We’re just… ha… compatible.”

I felt like I had heard some ridiculous nonsense, but my hazy mind refused to process it. I wanted him to touch that spot again. I bucked my hips, trying to guide his fingers back to that sensitive area. But contrary to my wishes, Ha Jungyoon muttered something that sounded like a curse and pulled his fingers out.

Hey, what are you doing? Are you teasing me…?

I glared at Ha Jungyoon, my eyes narrowed, and reached down towards my half-hard penis. But before my hand could reach it, my wrist was caught and pinned it to the bed. Then, his lips devoured mine. Ha Jungyoon thrust his tongue into my mouth, frantically rubbing against my palate and tongue.

Then, down below, I started to feel a tightness far more intense than before. My screams and moans were swallowed by Ha Jungyoon’s mouth. Tears streamed down my face. Tears that were caused by pure pain, not pleasure.

It hurt. The overwhelming sensation was pure pain. It hurt so much that my thighs trembled, and my penis, which had been ready to explode, instantly deflated.

Liar. 

Ha Jungyoon was a liar. 

I liked this? Me? This?

“Pull, pull out. Hey… wait a minute. Mm! Pull out!”

I had heard that some people enjoyed pain during sex, but I definitely wasn’t one of them. There was no way I could have enjoyed something this painful. I forced my teary eyes open and looked up at Ha Jungyoon pleadingly.

But he just stared down at me silently and thrust his hips hard.

“Haah…! You, you bastard…!”

No matter how much I struggled, the weight on top of me didn’t budge. I didn’t know why, but it felt so unfair and frustrating, so I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing for this moment to be over quickly.