Sweet Shot

#39

“Ugh.”

Tae-rim furrowed his brows at the body that reacted to even the slightest touch. The sound of flesh slipping and bouncing off the fluid was erotic.

“Ha-min’s fluid is too much…”

“Hng, ugh.”

“Hyung’s dick almost went into Ha-min’s hole…?”

Tae-rim’s eyes flashed as he uttered vulgar words. Ha-min, unable to fully understand, arched his back with a face on the verge of climax.

“Hy, hyung… I think I’m going to… hng!”

Despite Ha-min’s desperate plea, Tae-rim simply stared intently at the wrinkled hole, deliberately rubbing his large glans against its entrance. Ha-min, startled, grabbed Tae-rim’s arm, but Tae-rim rubbed the hole with the fluid coming from his glans. 

The hole that homosexuals use for fucking. Tae-rim knew this well.  

The pink color of the wrinkled hole was so stimulating that a strong urge suddenly surged through him.  Ha-min, his face filled with fear at a fleeting glimpse of something, swallowed his breath.

“Hy, hyung… yes!”

“Ha…”

The moment he rubbed his glans against the tight hole, viscous fluid spurted from the hairless dick. Tae-rim’s gaze finally moved at the sight of the white semen flowing out.  His eyebrows twitched at the wriggling pink dick.  

Had it never been withdrawn before? As thick fluid dripped out, Ha-min gasped for breath, making choking sounds.  

The extremely stimulating sight made Tae-rim grimace as he continued to shake his own dick. 

He rubbed his own dick, which hadn’t yet climaxed, and looked down at Ha-min with a contorted face. He approached Ha-min’s face on his knees. He made a slapping sound on Ha-min’s face, who was panting, his strength drained.

“Ha-min-ah… ha.”

“…”

“Open your mouth…”

He spoke softly, his composure lost. Ha-min, his eyes half-open, slightly opened his mouth. Tae-rim pushed his glans into his mouth.  

The sensation of his mouth being filled made Ha-min’s vacant eyes widen, but Tae-rim paid no attention and demanded,

“Lick only my glans.”

“Ugh.”

“Then, ugh, I think I’m going to cum soon.”

Ha-min trembled, his eyes wide, moving his tongue as instructed. No one could refuse Tae-rim’s elegant and sensual commands. He moved his lips and tongue as he had taught him before, licking the glans. 

When his clumsy tongue plunged into the hole between the glans, he let out a muffled moan, “Ugh.”  

At that sight, Ha-min unconsciously moved his tongue more vigorously.  

Perhaps because the sight of him enjoying himself was stimulating, he moved his tongue more, swallowing the glans and shaft, causing his dick to twitch.

“Kht.”

A muffled moan accompanied the hot fluid that poured into Ha-min’s mouth.  

When his still-erect dick was withdrawn from Ha-min’s mouth, a long string of white viscous fluid stretched out. Ha-min looked up at him with a dazed expression. 

His semen dripped from his mouth. It took Ha-min a moment to realize it was his semen.  

Feeling the aftereffects of the orgasm, Tae-rim let out a warm smile.

“Such a mess…”

The sight of him at a loss, his mouth full of his semen, was quite a spectacle.  Tae-rim looked down with satisfaction and gently wiped the fluid flowing down his lips.

Tae-rim, a smile of satisfaction on his face, finished taking off his clothes. At that action, Ha-min looked up at Tae-rim with a bewildered expression.

“Ha-min-ah.”

At the gentle call, Ha-min’s eyelashes fluttered.

He forced his smiling eyes to meet Ha-min’s dazed ones.

“Don’t spill this time?”

Seeing his smiling face, Ha-min realized that he had been looking after him all this time.  Seeing his dick, still stiff despite the copious amount of semen expelled, Ha-min unconsciously swallowed the semen in his mouth. The fishy taste went down his throat. At the gulping sound, he smiled even more contentedly.

**

Rustle.

Tae-rim, a light sleeper, opened his sleepy eyes at a small sound. He had tormented Ha-min until dawn and fallen asleep, so he didn’t know what time it was. 

The window was tinged with the bluish hue of dawn before sunrise. Tae-rim then realized that something was missing from his side. Ha-min, who had fallen asleep after being forced to cum three times, was gone.  The moment Tae-rim tried to get up, he saw a dark figure rummaging through something in a dark corner. Tae-rim narrowed his eyes.

“It’s here…”

Wearing only a shirt, his lower body exposed, he was searching a drawer, his white buttocks visible.  

The sight of him wandering around like that was quite stimulating. Tae-rim clicked his tongue and quietly watched. Ha-min, having found something, approached cautiously, trying not to make any noise. Tae-rim unconsciously closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. 

He felt like he had to. Tae-rim slightly opened his eyes, so subtly it was almost imperceptible.

“…”

What Ha-min took out was a small first-aid kit. A white case with a cross on it. Ha-min took out cotton swabs and ointment from the case and glanced at Tae-rim. He was cautious, worried about waking Tae-rim. Seeing Tae-rim pretending to be asleep, Ha-min, relieved, very carefully took Tae-rim’s hand. It was his right hand, which had a scabbed wound.  Suddenly, Tae-rim felt a heavy weight in his chest. It was a strange feeling.

“It shouldn’t scar…”

He muttered in a voice so soft it was almost inaudible.  His voice was full of worry. Ha-min applied the ointment to the wound carefully with a cotton swab. When Tae-rim reacted slightly, Ha-min froze, startled. Then, he checked again to see if Tae-rim was asleep, and applied the ointment once more. He knelt down under the bed, working diligently. Tae-rim unconsciously furrowed his brows. The heavy feeling in his chest was suffocating.

“Huu―.”

Ha-min fanned his hand a couple of times, hoping the ointment would dry, and then blew on it gently. He was pouring all his energy and worry into a small wound.

After finishing treating the insignificant wound, Ha-min carefully put away the first-aid kit and got back into bed, making sure not to touch Tae-rim. The cheap mattress moved with a thud. Ha-min, looking nervous about waking him, cautiously curled up in the corner of the bed. He lay down in a position where he would roll off with the slightest touch. Tae-rim pretended to toss and turn in his sleep, moving his large body towards Ha-min and wrapping his arms around Ha-min’s dry back. He felt a slight flinch.

“Hyung…?”

Thinking he might have woken up, Ha-min called softly, but Tae-rim pretended to be asleep and simply hugged Ha-min tightly. He pulled him close, holding him in his arms. He felt Ha-min’s surprise, but Ha-min remained still, fearing he might wake Tae-rim if he moved.

Seeing Ha-min’s stiff posture, as if he wasn’t even breathing, Tae-rim rubbed his face against Ha-min’s nape, like a child seeking his mother’s embrace.  

He deliberately moaned, acting like he was having a tantrum in his sleep. Then, he quietly inhaled Ha-min’s scent.  His hand, which Ha-min had just treated, moved cautiously. 

He moved it so as not to rub against the still-damp ointment, wrapping it around Ha-min’s waist. It felt like he was being toyed with by an innocent face. Tae-rim swallowed a sigh and closed his eyes tightly. An overwhelming sense of satisfaction, more than that, enveloped him.

**

“What’s with the sudden meal?”

Tae-in asked Tae-rim, his face creased in displeasure.

This morning, Tae-rim had suddenly offered to buy everyone in their club lunch, telling them to come to a location he sent. It was a very private Japanese restaurant. It was a restaurant that only accepted members who were relatively wealthy.  Even making a reservation required a month’s wait, making it a place Tae-in couldn’t easily visit.  Buying lunch for him and his friends at such an expensive place? Had Lee Tae-rim gone crazy? Tae-in stared at Tae-rim with a face that clearly showed his incomprehension.

Tae-rim seemed to be in a very good mood.  Hyung usually maintained a consistently calm demeanor, but today was clearly different.

“Because you worked hard.”

Tae-rim gave a nonsensical reason. Tae-in looked at Tae-rim with extremely suspicious eyes.

“So, what about my studio?”

“Do it.”

“Really? Seriously? You’re not kidding?”

“If you don’t want to, then don’t.”

“No, I do. I really do!  Can we get a practice room together too?”

“Use one of the buildings in Cheongdam.”

Lee Tae-rim was definitely different today. He was clearly crazy, but Tae-in felt he didn’t care anymore and rejoiced. Lee Tae-rim owned several buildings in Seoul.  To be allowed to use one of them at will. His song must have been really good.  And his good mood certainly played a part. Whatever the reason, it was a very good thing for Tae-in. It was rare for his extremely picky older hyung to give something away so easily.

“Something good must have happened?”

Tae-in asked with a happy face.  The others hadn’t arrived yet. Only Tae-rim and Tae-in were sitting in the large private room.

Tae-rim was leaning back deeply in his chair, legs crossed.  His white shirt and beige dress pants looked simple and neat. He exuded an elegant atmosphere, without a single flaw. As always.

“Same as usual.”

Tae-rim answered nonchalantly.  He then touched his phone with an indifferent gaze. At that moment, something caught Tae-in’s eye.

“What’s that?”

Tae-in asked, his face contorted. Tae-in’s happy expression turned unpleasant.

Tae-rim looked at his hand, where Tae-in had gestured. Ah, Tae-rim sighed shortly and chuckled.

“Does it suit me?”

Tae-rim showed Tae-in the back of his hand, as if showing off. Does it suit him? Had that guy gone crazy?