Second Half Chapter 36

I’m an idiot for feeling relieved by this bastard’s words for even a second. Jerim tried to shove Aaron aside and stand up. However, due to the hand that was stroking and pressing down firmly over his clothes on his already painfully erect penis, he was in a state where he couldn’t even properly move. As he twisted his body while exhaling hot breath, Aaron completely restrained him by wrapping both arms around Jerim’s waist.

“Where are you going? It must be hard to even move.”

“Let go. I’m going to go wash up.”

While Jerim pushed against Aaron’s forehead, his gaze desperately sought out somewhere on the far side of the hallway. Although he sanitized it by saying he was going to “wash up,” neither of them was unaware that in reality, it meant he was going to go “get it out.” At this stage, it was impossible to settle things down by singing the national anthem or “A Soldier’s Letter.”

If Aaron hadn’t rubbed his cheek right where he usually tucked his dick, it would have ended at the level of barely being half-hard like last time. Since stimulus was being applied to his vision and sense of touch simultaneously, it was only natural for a healthy human to get excited. On top of that, Jerim hadn’t had sex in quite a while, so he was in a state where he had become even more sensitive to stimulation.

‘Should I start… seeing someone again soon.’

He didn’t want to go through the hassle of dating just for the sake of sex. However, he was even less interested in trying a casual encounter solely for sex. Since he had a profession where it was easy to play around promiscuously, he could easily find a sex partner if he set his mind to it, but not doing so was a matter of values.

Sex. Since football players can’t enjoy alcohol, drugs, certain foods, or cigarettes for fear of negatively affecting their bodies, it was the thing they enjoyed most as a substitute. There was nothing quite like it to exhaust overflowing stamina and to settle the state of excitement that followed a match.

Jerim didn’t hate sex itself either. However, the shock he felt when he suddenly moved to Spain after growing up in the conservative culture of Korea until middle school was still vivid.

Free, free, and really free… Perhaps it was because it was a region where the weather was sunny day after day, but the people were appropriately hot-blooded. Since he too had made love bloom in the boys’ dormitory in the past, he didn’t have much room to talk, but it was true that he had been horrified by a free-spirited culture so different from Korea’s.

He thought perhaps the shock he felt then was the reason he had become particularly conservative regarding sex. Furthermore, having spent over ten years as a football player, he had seen more guys who were unfaithful to their families or lovers than those who weren’t, so his disgust toward that also played a part.

In any case, bolstered by the thought that rolling around with someone he had no feelings for solely to satisfy sexual desire was no different from being a beast, he had strictly only had sex with his partners. The problem was that as he stopped dating, he naturally grew distant from sex as well.

To be precise, because of that, his body had become one that stood at attention at even the slightest stimulation…

‘This is driving me crazy.’

Jerim, gnashing out a curse, yanked on Aaron’s hair. This bastard’s face was the root of the problem to begin with. Moreover, as if an erection was such a great sight to see, Aaron wouldn’t even let go of the guy who said he’d go handle it alone. Jerim gathered his fingers inside the thick hair like a rake and rummaged through it with resentment.

Then, Aaron unwound his two arms from Jerim’s waist and placed them on top of his own head. He covered the hands gripping his hair one by one and tickled the backs of them.

When the strength left Jerim’s hands at the fluttering sensation, Aaron—as if he had been waiting for this—pulled the hands down to his cheeks and adjusted his posture. Burrowing between Jerim’s legs, he knelt on the floor and rubbed his face against Jerim’s palms. Like a submissive dog.

Jerim, startled by the texture of the smooth skin rubbing against his palms, looked down between his legs. When their eyes met, those slender eyes containing jewels curved as if they had been waiting for him to look at them. Aaron lightly bit the inside of Jerim’s wrist and smirked, pulling up one corner of his mouth.

“Why bother? You have a loyal teammate right here. Use me.”

“Use… what…”

He was intentionally feigning ignorance while asking back, but Jerim’s face was already burning hot. Don’t fall for it, don’t fall for it. Danger signals rang incessantly in his head. However, Aaron answered firmly as if he wouldn’t even give him time to worry.

“I will personally serve the Captain.”

The moment he finished speaking, the pants and underwear were pulled down at once. As soon as the underwear that had at least been holding it in place disappeared, the fully erect dick went tung and popped up, twitching on top of Jerim’s stomach. Just like his white skin, which particularly showed when he was flushed, his penis—which turned red whenever he got excited—already had its glans burning a bright pink, slowly secreting clear Pre-cum.

“Hey! Ah, what are you…!”

Jerim tried to pull his waist back and pull his pants back up, but unfortunately, he was no match for the other’s strength. Moreover, with the sofa behind him and Aaron burrowed between his legs in front, he couldn’t even run away. Realizing that his escape route was completely blocked, his heart began to pound as if it were determined to break his ribs.

“Isn’t it a bit late to be shy, since we did this so often?”

“Eut!”

Aaron stared intently at the urethral opening where a clear drop had formed and flicked the edge of the glans with his index finger. Jerim’s waist shuddered, and the gathered Pre-cum flowed down the shaft of the dick along the glistening glans. Aaron laughed out loud.

“Yup, still pretty.”

Crazy bastard. He already knew the guy wasn’t sane, but… Jerim, looking down at his own genitals, solidified that thought even further.

Objectively, his dick was straight in shape, but it was absolutely not a size that would look “pretty.” Even in a sitting position, it had increased in volume and was twitching at a height slightly past his navel; for this to look pretty… it was impossible unless there was a major problem with one’s eyesight, now or in the past.

However, even if he shuddered at Aaron internally, the wide-open dick only grew more upright the more it received Aaron’s gaze. Jerim pushed at Aaron’s face haphazardly and bit his lip.

“Aaron, hey, wait a second.”

He hadn’t crossed the line yet. Even though he was wavering back and forth with one foot on the line, there was still room to turn back. It was true that he was insanely horny after seeing the guy’s face, but his feeling of not wanting to have sex with a guy he broke up with ages ago was also sincere. He wanted a relationship like “sex partners” even less.

So he had to reject him flatly…

“Did the size get a bit bigger? Well, it’s still pretty…”

Without minding the pushing hands, the moment Aaron lowered his head and took the tip of the dick into his mouth, stars exploded before his eyes. As the soft lips tightly wrapped around the glans—the most sensitive part of the organ—and munted on it while applying saliva, the urethral opening flared as if blowing out angry breaths.

After sucking on just the glans for a while and swallowing his breath, Aaron spat the dick out and swiped the corner of his mouth. Judging by how the tip was slightly red, it seemed to hurt from being rubbed against the dick. Jerim, barely regaining his senses after escaping the stimulation, huffed after Aaron smeared the glistening liquid all over his lips.

“Wait, I have no intention of doing this with you… Kugh!”

“For someone with no intention, isn’t the reaction a bit too intense?”

However, because Aaron grabbed the base of the dick, the rejection he managed to spit out ended up being completed as a groan. One that clearly showed he was feeling it immensely, at that.

Aaron, lowering his head again, spat while firmly holding the twitching dick. A generous amount of transparent saliva poured over the swollen glans and the gaping urethral opening. Aaron didn’t stop there; he used his palm to evenly spread his saliva down Jerim’s shaft to the base, stroking it.

The already profusely oozing Pre-cum and saliva mixed together inside Aaron’s palm, creating a squelching noise as it covered Jerim’s dick. Even though they hadn’t applied gel, a sound echoed every time the skin was rubbed.

At a pleasure that was incomparable to when he masturbated alone, Jerim squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip hard. He felt like if he opened his mouth even a little, the sound of his panting breath and groans would pour out. But there was no way to hide his calves, where the muscles bulged from being tensed up, or his toes pushing against the floor. Aaron, feeling Jerim’s lower body situation vividly with his whole body, whispered.

“I have no intention of going all the way either. I’ll just help you, so enjoy it. Isn’t that what’s good about having a teammate?”