Sweet Shot

#23

“Ha, uh.”

“Ha….”

A breath, belonging to someone unknown, escaped between parted lips.  Tae-rim, using his other hand to grasp Ha-min’s face, turned his head and thrust his tongue deeper.  He pushed it deep into Ha-min’s throat, like a shovel, then gently withdrew it, sucking on Ha-min’s plump lips.

“Ha-min-ah?”

He called out, lingering on Ha-min’s lower lip, rubbing their lips together. Ha-min’s eyes, brimming with tears, met his. As if to comfort him, Ha-min rubbed his nose against Tae-rim’s, biting his upper lip.

“From now on, those bastards…”

“…Ugh.”

“Don’t be friends with them.”

He urged, kissing Ha-min’s lips repeatedly like a bird pecking. Ha-min, not understanding the meaning, only nodded.  At Ha-min’s dazed agreement, Tae-rim pressed his lips onto Ha-min’s more forcefully. The hand holding Ha-min’s face moved to grasp the back of his head. He shoved his tongue between Ha-min’s barely parted lips, licking from the roof of his mouth to his throat. Ha-min, dazed, simply gasped, taking it all in. The hand that had only been holding his collar instinctively moved to the nape of his neck. Feeling the hand encircle his neck, a faint smile touched Tae-rim’s lips.

“…Hngh.”

“Stick your tongue out more.”

When he prodded Ha-min’s tongue, Ha-min closed his eyes tightly and extended his tongue further. Tae-rim sucked on it so blatantly that it made a noticeable sound.  He swallowed Ha-min’s saliva along with his tongue, making a smacking sound.  Damn it. He muttered a curse, grabbing Ha-min’s head fiercely and ravaging his mouth. It was a frantic, cheap kiss, unlike their usual ones.

“Ha… damn it, I’ve sucked on a guy’s tongue before…”

“…Eung.”

“Thanks to Ha-min, huh?”

He bit Ha-min’s lower lip, seemingly resentful.  Simultaneously, he licked it. Ha-min, like a baby bird, flicked his tongue, awkwardly sucking on Tae-rim’s lips.  As if a fuse had been lit by this subtle action, Tae-rim frantically began to unbutton his shirt, sucking on Ha-min’s lips repeatedly. The sounds were beyond sloppy; they were obscene.

The pre-dawn light streamed in through the window, illuminating Tae-rim’s upper body.  The bluish light highlighted his fine bone structure and powerful muscles. Ha-min momentarily lost himself, gazing at his nakedness. But it was only for a moment.  Tae-rim gently laid him on the bed, licking his lips and sucking on his tongue.  Eung. An embarrassing nasal sound escaped Ha-min’s lips.

Cold.  Two mouths intertwined, their red flesh savagely entwined.  With sloppy sounds, Ha-min was enveloped in a hazy feeling. It felt so good. This embarrassing act with him was overwhelmingly good.

“Hyung… ha-uh.”

Unknowingly, he clung to Tae-rim, letting out a desperate moan. A soft chuckle escaped between their joined lips. A sticky, transparent line connected their slightly parted lips.

“I didn’t expect our Ha-min to be the one to…”

“…Hngh”

“…come looking for it first.”

He murmured, skillfully sucking on Ha-min’s lips. The gaze from above was incredibly seductive. Ha-min felt a desperate longing, a thirst. He stared blankly at him with unfocused eyes.

A metallic click sounded. The sound of a belt buckle being undone. Ha-min involuntarily glanced in that direction. He saw it, the bulge beneath Tae-rim’s pants.  A wave of intense heat surged through his body.

“Thinking about Hyung’s dick?”

Tae-rim kissed Ha-min’s lips, chin, and neck, one after another.  Lewd sounds echoed. Ha-min’s toes curled at the tingling sensation on his lower abdomen.

“Hngh.”

“Wanted to suck Hyung’s dick?”

He deliberately whispered provocative words.  The suggestive words were more stimulating than the physical touch.

He bit Ha-min’s chin, as if demanding an answer. At the same time, a large hand crept inside Ha-min’s shirt. Ha-min twisted his body at the touch.

Tae-rim’s lips trailed down Ha-min’s chin to his prominent collarbone, his tongue licking and probing.  Something that had caught Tae-rim’s eye before once again stimulated him: Ha-min’s long, white neck. Tae-rim’s eyes flashed as he nibbled on the smoothly curved nape of his neck, saying,

“Lift your arms.”

He instructed, having been licking Ha-min’s neck and stroking his stomach, pulling up the hem of his shirt. Ha-min’s white, flat stomach was revealed.

At the attempt to remove his shirt, Ha-min looked startled and tried to stop him.  Seeing Ha-min trying to pull his shirt down, Tae-rim frowned.

“I’m not going to make you suck my dick today.”

“No…”

“Will you serve me today, Hyung?”

He pressed his lips to Ha-min’s eyelids, which fluttered nervously.

“So lift your arms.”

At his urging, Ha-min looked embarrassed. He suddenly noticed his empty wrist. The watch his mother had given him was on the dresser in the guest room. He had taken it off before going to bed.  Ha-min shook his head vehemently at the unexpected situation.

“Just… can’t we just do it?”

Ha-min, who usually obeyed Tae-rim’s words without question, made a desperate plea. Tae-rim’s eyes narrowed.

“Why.”

His low voice was demanding, implying his displeasure. Ha-min awkwardly pulled his t-shirt down.

“…I’m… embarrassed.”

“I’m embarrassed too, Hyung.”

The half-naked Tae-rim said calmly. He didn’t look embarrassed at all.

Ha-min frantically rolled his eyes. Tae-rim ran his tongue from his chin to his temple, asking “Why?” again, close to his ear.  Every time Tae-rim’s voice filled his ear, Ha-min’s lower body itched unbearably. Ha-min twisted his body and legs, making excuses.

“I… I don’t have breasts…”

“…….”

It was an excuse, but it was also true. He wondered if Tae-rim might lose interest seeing his flat chest.

“Ah.”

Tae-rim sighed at Ha-min’s almost inaudible voice. Then, he chuckled and muttered,

“I guess that’s possible.”

Ha-min cautiously looked up. Tae-rim’s face was very close, hovering above him. His breath caught in his throat.

His hand naturally moved to Ha-min’s lower body, instead of his shirt.

“Ha-min is very rational.”

“…….”

“Considering your feelings in this situation.”

“…….”

“Should I thank you?”

He mocked him playfully.  Before Ha-min could react, Tae-rim swiftly pulled down Ha-min’s sweatpants.

Ha-min’s lower body was exposed, and he instinctively closed his legs, but Tae-rim’s knees went between his legs. Ha-min’s white briefs were slightly damp.  Overwhelmed with shame, Ha-min grabbed Tae-rim’s arm, which was supporting his head, and rubbed his face against it.  Tae-rim subtly gritted his teeth at the unintentional action.  Look at him acting coy. He muttered darkly.

Tae-rim nibbled on Ha-min’s ear, who was close to fainting from embarrassment, and whispered,

“No breasts, but a dick is okay?”

His hot hand reached for the briefs. Ha-min tried to stop him, twisting his lower body, but Tae-rim’s knees firmly held his hips in place.

“Th-there… that’s not okay either… hmph.”

“Why?”

Tae-rim calmly asked, touching the waistband of the briefs. Ha-min was startled, grabbing Tae-rim’s wrist and shaking his head with teary eyes.

“I… don’t need you to touch my dick…!”

Ha-min desperately tried to stop him.  He suddenly remembered something Tae-rim had said before—something about not being able to get aroused by someone with the same dick. He had dismissed it as absurd.  He had only wanted a kiss, nothing more.  He was worried that this heated atmosphere might cool down.

“I’ll… I’ll take care of you, Hyung.”

“…….”

Since he had initiated it, he felt that it didn’t matter what happened next. He wanted to satisfy him, whether with his mouth or his hands.

Tae-rim chuckled at Ha-min’s simplistic choice of words.

“You’re the one who came looking for it, Ha-min.”

“…….”

“Ha-min’s dick needs to be happy too.”

His laughter-tinged voice fell on Ha-min’s lips.  As if soothing him, Tae-rim’s tongue flicked across Ha-min’s lips, gently removing his resisting hand.

“Ugh…!”

Tae-rim’s hand penetrated the white briefs. Ha-min’s eyes widened in surprise, closing them tightly.  That’s when it happened.  The hand hesitated.  Tae-rim frowned and pulled down the briefs completely. Ha-min’s underwear dangled from his ankles.

Ha-min gasped, sensing something was wrong.  He was sure Tae-rim was disgusted by his body.  There was no doubt about it.  Someone who would be aroused by…

“Ha.”

Tae-rim chuckled, staring intently at Ha-min’s dick. Ha-min instinctively tried to cover himself, but Tae-rim stopped him.

“No hair?”

Tae-rim’s amused gaze twisted.  His tone implied both surprise and exasperation as he ran his hand over Ha-min’s smooth pubic area.

Ha-min gasped for breath, his face buried in his hands, overwhelmed with shame. He felt like he was going to die. He felt utterly humiliated, his private parts completely exposed.

Tae-rim ran his hand along Ha-min’s hairless dick.  Pre-cum glistened from the pink glans, and the peach-colored shaft was erect.  The wrinkled scrotum was also different from the usual dark color; it was entirely pink.

“…No hair, pale, and pink.”

“Hy-hyung, stop…”

“It’s pink, Ha-min. Your dick.”