Irresponsibility Chapter 8.3

At that unabashedly innocent gaze, Baek Geonhyuk laughed.

“What do you mean, what is it.”

He said with a voice still tinged with laughter as he wiped Yeoun’s semen and smeared it on his own hand. Then, he lightly rubbed his own menacing, veiny cock. A languid breath escaped.

“Uh…”

Joo Yeoun paused and looked up at him. Then he lowered his head again to look at the penis held by the large hand. Only in that hand did the penis seem to be of a suitable size, and it was fearsomely erect. The dark red tip was glistening, and the thick, veiny shaft was twitching as if it were alive.

Joo Yeoun froze as if facing a threat. Taking a small, sharp breath, he looked up at Baek Geonhyuk’s face again and asked nervously.

“A-Are you going to put it in… put it in now?”

But Baek Geonhyuk frowned as if he had heard something he shouldn’t have. He gave the nervous Joo Yeoun a light kiss and said calmly.

“No. I’m not putting it in.”

“Why?”

When I asked, Baek Geonhyuk laughed.

“It would hurt, and I’m not into that.”

He moved a little closer on his knees. Yeoun’s legs, which had gone limp and were resting on his thighs, spread a little wider to either side.

“Let’s just do things that feel good, Yeoun.”

Speaking softly, Baek Geonhyuk swept his fingertips along the inside of my spread thigh. As he gently rubbed the part where the bone protruded with his thumb, the white skin quivered. Baek Geonhyuk moved his Adam’s apple and placed his dark red cock on top of the paler one, plop.

Joo Yeoun squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them. The feeling of another man’s penis touching his own was extremely strange. The scratchy pubic hair against his delicate skin, the heat, the wetness. Everything was strange.

“Is it strange again?”

Baek Geonhyuk asked, tilting his head, and stared intently at Joo Yeoun’s face with a gaze different from usual. When I nodded, he moved his hips lightly.

Ah…. A low gasp escaped. Baek Geonhyuk, licking his lips as if savoring a taste, wrapped his hand around the two overlapping penises. As he pushed up and then came back down, a hot breath burst from Joo Yeoun’s mouth as well.

“Heup.”

My penis was being heavily pressed and rubbed against his. When Baek Geonhyuk pulled his hips back and then thrust up lightly, his large scrotum would hit mine, making a thwack sound.

Joo Yeoun panted and looked down. Because of my lying position, I couldn’t see the joined penises well, only the huge body moving fluidly. The scars etched on his broad chest, the lines of his shadowed muscles, the bulging veins on his lower abdomen, the large, rough hand gripping my thigh.

“Eu, heu…”

Joo Yeoun let out a ragged breath and released the blanket he had been clutching tightly. His fingers fumbled in the air and soon touched the back of his broad hand. Even though it was a light contact, he immediately grabbed my hand.

“Yeoun, look at me.”

“Eu, eungh…”

Like my hand, he quickly snatched my gaze as well. Holding my eyes so I couldn’t move an inch, he moved his knees a little more. Even though it was impossible to get any closer, he settled my legs on his thighs and pushed deeper between my legs.

“Do you want to try wrapping your hand around it?”

“…”

“You don’t want to do that?”

Baek Geonhyuk asked, the corners of his mouth lifting. Joo Yeoun fidgeted for a moment with their intertwined hands. Then he brought his other hand down below. All while still holding his gaze.

His fingertips touched a hot, hard piece of flesh. Since it wasn’t mine, it was obviously Baek Geonhyuk’s, but I could also tell from the flash in his eyes at that moment.

Hesitantly, he slowly wrapped his hand around the two penises. It was difficult to wrap his hand completely around them, but Baek Geonhyuk’s hand was there. With the touching penises between them, his fingers intertwined with mine.

I’m going to cum. Baek Geonhyuk spat out the words as if chewing on them and clenched his jaw. Joo Yeoun also bit his lip.

Thwack, thwack. The sound of skin slapping against skin quickened, and an indescribable pleasure bloomed. The pressure was definitely weaker than when he was stroking my penis with his hand, but my vision blurred dizzily.

“Heu, eu, heu…”

My breathing gradually became ragged. I must have unconsciously thrashed my legs, because Baek Geonhyuk leaned his upper body over as if to pin me down. He pressed our intertwined hands onto the bed and, lying on top of my body, thrusted his hips fiercely upward.

“Eut, eu…”

Yeoun tossed his hair on the pillow, his lips trembling.

“You have to look at me.”

The low voice roughly pierced his ear. When I looked up at him, right in front of me, with fluttering eyes, our lips met.

The kiss was fiercer than usual. Baek Geonhyuk bit down on my slightly swollen lips with his teeth and sucked hard.

“Haeut, ah, it hurts.”

“Where. Your cock?”

At the vulgar word, Joo Yeoun squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. At that, he let out a rough laugh and licked my lips. The way he licked, somewhat ravenously, the shadow he cast over me, his muscular, scarred body. It felt just like an animal was on top of me.

“Heu, Geo, Geonhyuk. Slo, slowly…”

As I panted out the words, his movements slowed at once. Kissing the corner of my wet eye, Baek Geonhyuk looked into my eyes.

“Did it hurt?”

He had a fierce gaze, but it was the same affectionate person.

“No…”

Joo Yeoun looked up at him, his lips trembling.

I think I’m going to cum. The words came out like a breath. Even then, the sexual feeling kept building, so all I could do was grip his intertwined hand tightly. The blanket got tangled around my toes, which kept pushing against the mattress.

“Ah. Because you think you’re going to cum.”

Baek Geonhyuk deliberately repeated the words I had whispered, embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth lifted.

It’s okay, he said, and tightened his grip on the hand holding our penises. Yeoun’s fingers, which were pressed against his penis, became more entangled with his. Locking their knuckles together, he moved his hand rapidly. As his hip movements continued, the sound of skin slapping skin became too fast to follow.

“Haeuk, eu… Geo, Geonhyuk. W-Wait, r-right now… haeu…!”

Watching the face trying desperately to hold back the urge to cum, Baek Geonhyuk also gritted his teeth.

“You don’t have to, hold it in.”

“Heu, eut, d-don’t wan…”

The slurred words couldn’t continue. Joo Yeoun lifted his chin and went rigid. A smaller amount of semen than before flowed down over the back of Baek Geonhyuk’s hand.

Baek Geonhyuk stared at the wide-open mouth as if he would devour it. His brow tensed, and the veins on his neck stood out sharply.

“Ah. Haa…”

Letting out a low moan, he too came. His semen sprayed onto the white stomach that was starkly revealed where my t-shirt had ridden up from thrashing.

“Heo, eu, eu.”

I was breathing so hard that even my stomach, splattered with his semen, was heaving. Baek Geonhyuk slowly withdrew his hand from below, and carefully took Joo Yeoun’s hand, which had also frozen, and moved it away.

“Yeah. Breathe. Slowly.”

He gently kissed the flushed cheek. Joo Yeoun, who was breathing hard with his eyes half-closed, fumbled his hand in the air.

The place it soon landed was Baek Geonhyuk’s back. At the weak touch, Baek Geonhyuk asked softly.

“Want me to hold you?”

“Yeah…”

Baek Geonhyuk glanced around lightly, then reached out and took his t-shirt, which was hanging on the edge of the bed. He gently wiped the semen that had soaked the white stomach, then paused for a moment when he saw Joo Yeoun’s semen soaking his hand. But the hand on his back felt like it would slip off soon, so he disappointedly wiped it clean.

Baek Geonhyuk dropped the t-shirt to the floor below the bed and lay down. He put his arm behind Joo Yeoun’s limp neck and wrapped his body in a hug, and Joo Yeoun snuggled into him. Seeing the reddish eyelids blinking slowly, Baek Geonhyuk carefully brushed his hair back.

Soon, the eyelids slid shut, and even breathing flowed out.

Baek Geonhyuk glanced down. He averted his eyes indifferently from his own hideously swollen penis and gazed at the sleeping face. Then, stroking the lean back, he gently kissed his forehead.

“I’m heading out.”

“Yeah…”

Joo Yeoun slyly avoided his gaze.

It was because of what had happened last night.

‘You have to look at me.’

His fierce eyes, my fingers intertwined with his, the sensation that kept brushing against my palm, even the dizzying pleasure that filled my head. In the bright morning, the memories were too vivid.

I think I had fallen asleep right away yesterday. After enjoying it together, I had committed the rude act of falling asleep by myself right after.

Furthermore, my body was fresh when I woke up in the morning. Seeing that the clothes I had been wearing had also been changed, it seemed Baek Geonhyuk had wiped me down, and that too was embarrassing.

I couldn’t look at his face properly, so my eyes moved around a bit busily. I looked at the front door, then at his feet, then my gaze went near his chin, then I looked somewhere around his brow again.

Watching such a Joo Yeoun, Baek Geonhyuk smiled slightly. He bent his head and gave me a peck, peck, on the lips, and only then did Joo Yeoun open his eyes wide and look up at him.

“You must be a little tired from going to bed late yesterday.”

“Th-That’s right.”

At his awkward nod, Baek Geonhyuk let out a smirk. He said, “I’m heading out,” again and left through the front door.

Joo Yeoun touched his slightly flushed cheeks and headed to the living room. Just as he had for the past few days, he stood in front of the window, and Baek Geonhyuk waved as he passed by. He stood there until he was out of sight and then sat on the sofa, but a few moments later, Baek Geonhyuk came back up the stairs.

Did he leave something behind? Yeoun, bewildered, approached the window and spotted the large something he was carrying. It was a plastic outdoor chair. It seemed he had brought it up from the garage.

Is he planning to put out the chair now that they say the rain will stop? Just as I was about to turn to go out and help, Baek Geonhyuk waved. Then he hurried back down the stairs.

“What was that?”

Joo Yeoun opened the window and listened intently. Soon after, he heard a faint vibrating sound. It seemed the car was leaving the garage.

The chair he had brought up was left standing alone near the stairs. Not on the lawn, but in the middle of the path that circled the yard, the chair’s placement was a bit strange.

Yeoun tilted his head slightly and went out the front door. It was only when he got closer that he realized the chair was placed in a similar spot to where he had been standing yesterday afternoon.

Yeoun, who had been staring down at the sleek white chair, slowly sat down in it. He couldn’t see the bottom of the stairs well since he wasn’t right in front of them, but the door coming out of the garage was in direct view. It was a position where he could see just up to Baek Geonhyuk’s shoulders.

Joo Yeoun idly scraped the ground with his slipper and let his eyes wander in a circle. He had thought it was a cloudy sky, but the sun was shining through the dark clouds.

Taking a deep breath, Yeoun looked around. He looked up for a moment at the leafy green tree next to the stairs, then let his gaze fall on the distant village. He spent some time like that.

And that afternoon, he waited for him, sitting in that chair. His eyes met directly with the person who entered his quiet field of vision. He curved his eyes and smiled, and Yeoun liked that smile.

“The rain has stopped, Yeoun.”