Sweet Shot

#46

“…”

The place he arrived at after abruptly increasing his speed was the convenience store where Ha-min worked until dawn. He could see his side profile diligently manning the counter. Today, as always, he had his shirt buttoned up to the neck. Tae-rim leisurely leaned his upper body on the steering wheel and admired the neat side view visible from afar. The unfashionable attire was simply Song Ha-min in essence.

After a customer finished paying and left, he bowed at a 90-degree angle, and when the next shift part-timer arrived, he bowed at 90 degrees again. Tae-rim followed Ha-min’s actions with languid eyes. He smiled brightly at customers and other part-timers, yet he couldn’t even make proper eye contact with him.

“Have a good day.”

His dutiful farewell echoed gently through the early morning streets. As Ha-min exited the convenience store with the chime of the bell, he immediately smiled upon seeing Tae-rim. Tae-rim smiled back. He greeted him with his usual gentle smile and opened the car door.

“Get in.”

At Ha-min’s questioning look, Tae-rim gave a simple reason.

“Let’s go break in your hole.”

**

The place he drove to was a hotel in the heart of Seoul. Ha-min felt extremely awkward in this unfamiliar space that was neither his gosiwon nor his home. Tae-rim headed naturally to the upper floors without checking in. Ha-min, following Tae-rim with a bewildered face, stood far apart from him in the elevator, staring at the rising floor indicator. It felt different from usual. Meanwhile, Tae-rim didn’t say anything in particular.

He took out a key card from his coat and opened the door. Swinging the door open, he smiled faintly at Ha-min who followed and said,

“Go in.”

Ha-min swallowed dryly and carefully entered the fragrant room. It was as if he had arrived in a trance-like state. Tae-rim, who followed Ha-min in, carelessly tossed his coat and belongings onto the sofa. Ha-min stood frozen in the middle of the spacious room.

“What are you doing?”

Tae-rim asked gently. Though his tone was soft and kind as usual, he wasn’t coaxing him. Ha-min, sensing this instinctively, steeled himself.

“Nothing…”

Ha-min carefully put down his bag. Then he quietly sat on the edge of the sofa and looked around the hotel room with a blank face. It wasn’t as nice as the house he shared with Tae-in, but it wasn’t lacking either. The modern and sophisticated interior was certainly too big for one person to stay in. As he sat still, unable to adjust to the awkward space, Tae-rim poured water into a glass and gave a brief instruction.

“Take a shower.”

Ah, at his words, Ha-min realized what he needed to do and jumped up from his seat. He was already feeling awkward and fidgety… Ha-min responded with a small, diligent “Okay” and looked around.

“Um… the bathroom…”

There were too many doors. Too embarrassed to open each one, he asked cautiously, and Tae-rim pointed to one place with a gentle smile.

“Towels and robes are all inside.”

Ha-min nodded obediently at the kind explanation. As he was about to head to the bathroom after placing his bag in an inconspicuous corner, Tae-rim called out to him as if he had forgotten something.

“Ah, Ha-min.”

Ha-min turned around with wide, clear eyes at the voice calling him from behind. He saw a face smiling elegantly. While Ha-min was momentarily captivated by that beautiful face, Tae-rim added with a faint smile,

“Today, come out with your hole loosened.”

There wasn’t a hint of playfulness in his smiling face.

**

Ha-min quietly opened the bathroom door and peeked his head out. He could hear the sound of water from beyond the inner room door, indicating that hyung was showering there. Ha-min, who had gone in to shower, was in the same state as when he entered. He hadn’t showered and was still fully dressed.

After pondering for over ten minutes in the bathroom, it was too much. At the sudden instruction to come out with his hole loosened, he took out his phone and searched the internet. How to loosen a hole. Hole… Even as he searched, he felt shame. Looking it up on his phone brought up many bizarre… things, causing Ha-min to squeeze his eyes shut. Ah, it’s going to hurt… Ha-min fiddled with his fingertips, sat quietly pondering, and then decided to run away.

He opened the bathroom door slightly, confirmed that Tae-rim wasn’t there, and tiptoed out like a thief. He walked to where he had left his bag and rummaged through it. Thinking he should at least leave a note so as not to surprise hyung if he just left, he tore out a page from a notebook, placed it on the floor, crouched down, and began to write. What should I write…? Ha-min held the pen tightly with a serious face.

I’m sorry, hyung. I’ll go first. Today, I…

“What are you sorry for?”

Gasp.

Ha-min’s shoulders flinched at the sound of Tae-rim’s voice behind him before he could finish writing the note. He turned around with a pale face to see Tae-rim roughly drying his hair, wearing only a towel around his lower body. His broad, square shoulders and somewhat intimidating muscles were clearly visible under the light. Ha-min averted his gaze with a bright red face.

“Well, that…”

Ha-min mumbled, hiding the half-written note behind his back. Tae-rim leisurely scanned Ha-min up and down while finishing drying his hair. His clothes were still tightly wrapped around him. Having grasped the situation, Tae-rim chuckled.

“Trying to run away?”

Ha-min shook his head vigorously at the question that hit the mark.

“No, it’s not that, just…”

“Just?”

“Um…”

Unable to think of an excuse, Ha-min bowed his head deeply, clutching the paper tightly. With no way out, he confessed.

“Can’t we… not do that…?”

Tae-rim furrowed his brow as if to ask what he meant, in response to Ha-min’s painful question with a face red all over.

“Do what.”

“That… that hole… can’t we not do that…?”

Ha-min’s words trembled. It was something he had never even imagined, making his head spin. Just rubbing dicks with Tae-rim was already too overwhelming for him.

As Ha-min spoke with his eyes tightly shut, looking as if he was gathering great courage, Tae-rim, who had been watching quietly, let out a small laugh.

“Why, should hyung do it for you?”

Ha-min shook his head quickly at the natural response.

“That’s not what I mean…”

“Then.”

“How can I ask you to do something like that.”

Ha-min spoke with a pale face. How could he do such a thing to that place, how could he do something so dirty, Ha-min’s eyes trembled. Shame, shock, confusion, and various other emotions were intertwined. Tae-rim walked leisurely into the bedroom. The bedroom, directly connected to the living room, had a bed large enough for three adult men to sleep in. When Ha-min raised his head at the sound of rustling bedding, he saw Tae-rim sitting on the edge, beckoning with his hand.

“Come here, Ha-min.”

Despite the usual call, Ha-min hesitated with eyes more wary than usual. Under the fixed gaze, Ha-min reluctantly approached.

“Sit.”

As soon as Ha-min got close enough, Tae-rim gave a short command. Ha-min, with a very tense face, barely touched his bottom to the edge of the bed, maintaining a slight distance from Tae-rim. At this, Tae-rim let out a deflated chuckle.

“Not there, here.”

The place Tae-rim indicated with his chin was his own lap. As he pointed to his own thighs, spread apart and covered only by a towel, Ha-min flinched like a squirrel that had dropped an acorn.

“Come on.”

At the gently urging voice, Ha-min moved his body again, hesitating. His throat felt like it was burning up. As Ha-min wavered in front of him, Tae-rim grabbed his wrist and forcibly sat him on his lap. His face felt like it was about to burn and cook. As soon as he lightly perched on the knee, the scent of shower cologne stung his nose, making him dizzy.

“Do, do I have to… have to sit here?”

Ha-min stuttered, his face embarrassed, looking at a distant mountain with nowhere else to rest his eyes. His heart was pounding so hard he thought he might go crazy. Tae-rim’s chest muscles were right next to his shoulder, and his beautiful face was right in front of his eyes.

“Are you shy?”

“…”

“You sat on hyung’s lap before, didn’t you?”

“When did I…”

“You climbed on top of hyung and shook your hips. To rub your dick.”

Ha-min’s mouth fell open at the crude direct hit. The black eyes right in front of him stared at him plainly. His breath caught at the close lips and breath.

“When… when did I…”

Ha-min mumbled, averting his gaze. He erased his memories the day after making skin contact with Tae-rim. He tried hard to erase them. Because he hated himself for feeling so good every time Tae-rim touched him, every time he rubbed against his dick.

“Don’t try to deny it.”

Tae-rim let out a light laugh and wrapped his arm around Ha-min’s waist. His quiet breath crept into Ha-min’s ear. Ha-min tensed up at the feeling of his body hair standing on end.

“Is it because you don’t want to do it?”

Tae-rim’s arm pulled at his waist. As he was pulled tightly into Tae-rim’s embrace, his lips came even closer, almost touching Ha-min’s ear.

“Is that why you tried to run away?”

“…”

“Ha-min said so himself. That I could do it whenever I wanted. That I could do as I pleased.”

“…”

“A man should take responsibility for his own words.”

Tae-rim quietly repeated the words Ha-min had said.

“That’s.”

It wasn’t wrong, but Ha-min raised aggrieved eyes.

“Not… not the hole…”

“…”

“Just the… penis…”

Unable to utter crude words like cock or dick, Ha-min mumbled in a voice that seemed to shrink. He had never thought about that side of things. He just meant doing things like usual, masturbating each other as Tae-rim said, he never imagined anything about holes or such.

As Ha-min looked up with aggrieved eyes, Tae-rim lightly bit the tip of Ha-min’s ear.

“Ha-min, usually…”

“…”

“Using the back hole too, that’s what real fucking is, you know.”