Hit by a Pitched Ball Chapter 4

Naturally, he had never slept with a man or felt sexual attraction to one. But that didn’t mean he completely ruled men out as potential bed partners. If someone aroused enough interest in him to make him want to drag them to bed at any given time, there was no reason he couldn’t do it. He was also curious to try it.

Unfortunately, however, he had never met a member of the same sex who made him want to drag them to bed. That was true until just a few hours ago. Until he met the expressionless man before his eyes, he had thought that he might go to his grave without ever being turned on by a man.

And yet, just as Seo Yunjae had said, he was turned on by him. Had he ever seen someone who made his mouth water like this recently? He was even so nervous that the sound of swallowing his own saliva echoed loudly in his ears.

Looking at Yunjae, he even wondered if this was what people meant by a preference breaking through aversion. Taebeom naturally imagined long hair on Yunjae’s face. The surprising thing was that it didn’t really suit him all that well. It was a pretty face, but…

How could someone look like that?

Taebeom found his arrogant past self, who couldn’t see an inch ahead, utterly laughable. To get turned on by a man so easily. Had he really gone completely off the deep end?

‘Do you want to leave together?’

Whatever the case, this was an opportunity. A one-time opportunity to test his own limits, which he had thought he would never experience. Taebeom didn’t consider how he would appear to Yunjae. He simply decided to be true to the feelings drawing him in right now, and the moment he realized it, he put it into action.

Because he wanted to see the end of this bizarre emotion he felt toward someone who overtly displayed hostility toward him—and a man with the same equipment, no less.

When he subtly pressed his body closer and whispered into his ear, Yunjae’s eyes widened, and he flushed red, coughing. Taebeom licked up the ice cream running down his hand without breaking eye contact. Explicity, so the other person could easily catch the implication of the offer he had put forward.

The moment their eyes met, the doubt that it wouldn’t work vanished. He knew at once that the other man was wavering. For a long while, Yunjae stared at the ice cream that had dirtied his clothes with confused eyes. Taebeom exercised patience. Otherwise, it felt like he would end up pressing him.

Fortunately, Yunjae went along with his intention. Taebeom grabbed Yunjae by the wrist just like that and went inside the store. And the time it took to come back out was less than five minutes. He admired his own brilliant eloquence, wondering if he had always been this good of a speaker.

There was another thing about discovering his own unexpected side. How could he be this fluttered over sex, which wasn’t even his first time? In the car heading to the hotel with Yunjae, he lost count of how many times he stole glances at Yunjae. He didn’t seem likely to run away, nor was it a situation where he could, so why was he paying so much attention?

Whether he knew what was going on inside him or not, Yunjae, with a nonchalant face, said he would go buy alcohol. After finishing parking, Taebeom lost his composure. But not wanting to look clumsy, he calmly went up to the hotel and said he would order alcohol for him.

Right after receiving the alcohol, Yunjae poured high-proof liquor down his throat at an astonishing speed. Taebeom matched his pace without bothering to stop him. Even so, he found it a bit absurd. …Why is he drinking until he gets drunk? I’m the one who’s new to men here.

Even while having such thoughts, Taebeom didn’t consume a single drop of alcohol. Unlike his wild and free-spirited appearance, he was quite diligent when it came to taking care of his body. He also didn’t engage in sex unless it was a safe situation. Even though he often heard that he looked like a thug just because of his appearance, he never did anything dirty.

‘…Ugh.’

Yunjae, who had been pouring down alcohol and talking nonsense, dry-heaved. Taebeom, who had been watching to see how far he would go, obediently helped Yunjae into the bathroom. Then he waited quietly outside and handed him water.

Even in a bright place, he was surprisingly his type. Taebeom stared untiringly at Yunjae, whose veins were bulging and whose skin below the eyes was stained red. Seeing the pale face flushed red at the lips, tip of the nose, and around the eyes gave him a strange impression.

Taebeom marveled to himself at a face that looked as if someone had picked out only his exact preferences and assembled them together. It wasn’t to the extent of not seeming like a man, but he was fucking pretty…

Tsk. Tsking lightly at his continuing impression, Taebeom looked down at Yunjae, who was blinking his eyelids slowly as if he would fall asleep at any moment, and lowered his head. To do a crazy thing he would have never done if he were in his right mind.

‘Mmgh!’

It didn’t seem like he had spat anything out, but whether it was because the other man wasn’t in very good shape himself or because he was startled by the sudden contact, he resisted fiercely, grabbing his collar and pulling his head back. His tongue, which came away last, stood pointedly between his lips.

Sweeping his upper teeth just like that, Taebeom wiped his own dry face with his large hand, rubbed under his chin, and let out a chuckle as if it were amusing.

A flame flared up in the black pupils looking down at the floor. Looking back at Yunjae, who was glaring at him with a tense face, Taebeom arrogantly curled up the corners of his mouth, his gaze resting on a single spot.

‘Hyung. You said you fucking hate me.’

‘…’

‘Yet your dick gets hard just fine while looking at me.’

Taebeom recalled the memory from less than an hour ago. Standing between the legs of his partner, who had now completely closed his eyes, Taebeom’s expression turned quite serious. The more the hole twitched before his eyes, the more questions kept spreading about whether it was even possible for a dick to go into a hole like this.

He gripped his own dick, which was flushed red with viciously bulging veins. He angled it downward and tried aligning it gently with the entrance. Taebeom let out a sigh first. Frowning involuntarily at the strange sight, he scratched his eyebrow.

If I knew it would turn out like this, I should have slept with a man at least once. He even had such thoughts, knowing it was an impossible thing. Taebeom let out repeated dry laughs. Then he rubbed the glistening tip of his dick against the folds and tried rubbing it at an angle.

However, there seemed to be no hope for his dick in that tiny hole. For the first time, Taebeom resented his dick. He had never had any particular impression of it before, but today, it felt grotesque. It wasn’t as if he could just chop it off.

Completely ignoring its owner’s resentment, the dick shamelessly gained firmness at the touch it had felt. It even twitched as if anticipating, dripping pre-ejaculatory fluid profusely.

Gradually, it became agonizing. Taebeom painfully gripped and released Yunjae’s buttocks. As he let go of the body that was still busy squirming, the limp body slumped down weakly.

“What am I supposed to do if you just set the stage and fall asleep?”

Supporting his body with his knees, Taebeom casually stroked up his reddish dick with his hand. Pulling out his cell phone, Taebeom searched things like ‘sex between men’ on a portal site with a very serious face. He clicked his tongue at Yunjae, who lay collapsed and defenseless. Seo Yunjae, lying down under the influence of alcohol, was not only hard to get close to, but he was also not easy to consume.

As expected, is waking him up faster? Looking down at Yunjae, who definitely had more experience with men than he did, Taebeom scratched his sweaty forehead. However, Yunjae remained quiet even when his clothes were being stripped off. Even when he opened his mouth to mix tongues, he only reacted a little and showed no intention of opening his eyes at all. It didn’t seem like he would regain consciousness no matter what he did.

Even so, it was too much of a pity for the excitement that had built up to just end like this. The situation with his dick, which had no intention of dying down easily, was the same.

Without any significant harvest, Taebeom opened social media. When he searched terms like ‘gay’ and ‘between men’ one after another, at first, comic-like things filled the feed. To speak honestly, that much was tolerable. Was it because the positions were completely unrealistic, even though men were doing strange things together? He didn’t feel much of anything. It was disgusting, but he felt he wasn’t in a position to talk, considering he had his own dick pulled out too.

In fact, Taebeom was also the type who couldn’t find enjoyment in various media depicting sexual acts between men and women. It had to make sense to be enjoyable. All acts created by imagination were repulsive if anything, and didn’t help much in relieving sexual desire.

Others said it was the spoiled talk of someone who didn’t lack for options, but Taebeom still couldn’t understand. So there was no way he could understand media featuring men paired up together.

“…Compared to this, I’m a gentleman.”