Chapter 3

Junhee arches forward, stroking his chest with his palms. The penis is oozing and pulsating, the body is hot, and the bottom is aching. The real Donghun pounds into him, spreading Junhee on the bed, drawing out another moan with each thrust. Jun is generous with this, he really enjoys touching and penetration, but his mind is such a mess that he can no longer distinguish who he really wants: the imaginary Sehyoon or the real Donghun.

Hun makes you tuck your legs at the knees and brings them together, lifting them up. Jun gives in and lowers his hand to his groin, grasping his own hard penis. Donghun thrusts in jerks and enjoys the pleasant feeling throughout his body that is about to reach its peak. The room becomes stuffy, the guy feels his own heart dive, tap dancing. Would he have been able to fuck Junhee like this if it weren’t for their shared grief? He would never in my life lie in the same bed with him. But for lack of options, ung got used to this fact and accepted Jun.

Junhee whines and jerks, spraying cum onto his stomach. Donghun, biting his lip, enters the guy with his full length, leaning on his bent legs with his whole body. Junhee hums something again and groans blissfully from the pleasant warmth inside him. The older man licks his lips in a cheesy manner and slowly straightens up, leaving the guy. Junhee carefully straightens his legs and relaxes on the bed, watching as Hun gets up and wipes his dick with the edge of the sheet. Without saying anything, he reaches for his terry robe and, throwing it on, leaves the room.

Junhee closes his eyes. He really doesn’t want to get up, get ready and go. He wants to cover himself with a blanket and stay in this bed until tomorrow, but he knows very well that Donghun won’t allow him to do that. Donghun won’t even let him stay. Smiling sadly, the guy slowly runs his fingers over his chest. Why is Donghun like this? Why does Junhee think about him?. The guy’s thoughts are such a mess that he’s starting to get tired. He wants to belong to someone alone, like now. Apart from Hun, he has no partners, no suitors. Jun wants to take care of himself in order to be admired, to be desired. He want to be loved. Hun doesn’t have anyone either, so why don’t they try their luck? Chan is just as unattainable for him as Sehyoon. Jun is sure that Hun understands this, but for some reason he doesn’t want to believe it. He wonder if he ever fucked not Chan in his imagination, but Junhee?

Sighing, the guy gets out of bed and pulls on his things. The actions are all so lazy and reluctant that he again allows the thought of staying in bed and just going to sleep.

“Are you dressed?” Hun said.

Donghun enters the room just as Jun lazily straightens his jeans to pull them over his skinny ass. Looking at the guy, Jun bites his lip, standing up as if rooted to the spot. Donghun frowns in displeasure.

“What are you staring at? Get dressed and leave already”.

Jun turns a thoughtful look at his pants and throws them on the floor under the amazed gaze of the elder. Hesitantly picking up the elastic band of his underwear, he pulls them down again and strides towards Hun without breaking eye contact. He knows that Donghun is clearly not happy with the guy’s frivolity, but for some reason Jun really wants to try. Take a risk and try to create at least a spark in their relationship. What if Donghun agrees and they become a real couple? What if they succeed?

Jun approaches the guy and touches his cheek with his fingers. He frowns, showing with all his appearance that the younger one has finally gotten the hell out of the way, but Jun pretends not to notice. He rises on his toes and touches someone else’s lips with his lips, pulling him into a kiss. For some reason, excitement runs through his body, Jun is afraid that now, right now, Hun will push him away and throw him out the door in this form, but the elder does not push him away, does not protest. Jun becomes a little more confident and hugs the guy by the neck, runs his tongue over his lips and asks to go inside. Donghun gives in and opens his mouth slightly, responding to the younger’s demanding kiss. He becomes more assertive, caressing him with his tongue, pressing his naked body to himself. Junhee hums quietly and finds the waistband of his robe with his hands. The elder’s hands confidently clasp his waist and as soon as Jun unties his belt, the elder immediately picks up the guy in his arms. Junhee hugs Hun’s waist with his legs without breaking the kiss, holds onto his shoulders tightly and whines softly. Most likely, Donghun will be very angry afterwards, maybe even yell at what Jun allows himself to do, but the younger one doesn’t care about all these little things now.

Hun feels how Jun’s dick rubs against his own body, how the younger one literally lights up again, like fire in his hands. Junhee is so light and slender that it costs Hun nothing to hold him in his arms. Without breaking the kiss and not making out where he is going, he presses him with his back to the wall, causing Jun to break away from his partner’s reddened lips for a split second, exhaling the remnants of hot air and again furiously kisses to his lips. Donghun squeezes his buttocks painfully and spreads them apart. Jun is so fucking awesome now, moaning into his mouth and trying to press his chest against his body. He is so pliable and responsive, he has a hundred reactions to every action. Straightforward a master of reactions and that’s probably what Donghun likes.

The elder breaks the kiss and lets go of Junhee, setting him on his feet. He licks his lips and turns his back. With his hands on the wall, Junhee leans over and sticks out his butt to Hun, swaying his hips in a welcoming manner. Hun lets out a quiet growl, caressing his penis with his palm. This view makes Jun dizzy. Usually, their sex is not distinguished by any emotions. Jun just comes, hassle for five minutes, and then has a stupid fuck. But now Junhee acts like they’re a couple. What is this, some kind of game?

“Junhee, you stand there like a whore”. Hun grins and gives a ringing and painful slap on the ass, causing the younger one to shudder and arch his back more. “What came over you? Don’t you want to go home?”

The elder takes hold of the thin thighs and begins to move the head between the guy’s buttocks. Jun languidly closes his eyes, frantically wondering what to answer.

“I’m tired of the same type of sex. I think it’s great when it passes in such a form, as if it were a game…” Biting his lip, he tries to push himself, but he deliberately teases and does not allow him to do anything, causing an annoyed groan from the younger one.

“Game? I think that Yuchan would not be against this kind of sex”.

The guy grins and pushes his dick into Jun’s ass. Jun is hot and worked out inside, causing Donghun to grin smugly and reach his hand into the guy’s hair, pulling his head back towards him. Jun gives in, biting his lips in anticipation.

“Give me your groane, Junhee. I want to hear your fucking voice”. Hun said.

And Jun groaned. Hun began to pound into him, causing the younger one to press his palms against the wall harder and harder, bend over backwards, and moan as the older one asked. He whined, whispered his name, hummed, tortured his lips, squeezing Hun’s legs and penis inside him, causing him to receive ringing slaps on his butt.

When Donghun pushed him onto the bed and placed him roughly in doggy style, Jun started screaming, burying his face in the pillow. His whole body was burning and trembling, as if he had a chill. The penis oozed lubricant and demanded release. Hun rhythmically pounded into him, slapping his balls against his ass, and pressed his hands into his lower back, forcing him to bend further. A little more and Jun would break, but he endured and meekly succumbed, like plasticine. The entire pillow was already wet from his drool and tears that appeared in his eyes. Unable to stand it, he grabbed his dick and began to jerk off at the pace of the elder’s thrusts.

Donghun catches the waves of pleasure and hisses in displeasure when Junhee arches his back from cumming into his palm. Coming out of it, Hun rises to his feet and pushes the younger one in the thigh with his foot.

“June, suck it”.

Since Junhee says that this is a game, then Donghun will play and get absolutely everything he wants.

June fucking squints and swallows, slowly sliding off the bed onto his knees. He crawls up to the elder and bends down, kissing his toes, stroking them with his palm, stroking his calves. He slowly gets up and kneels, tilting his head up and making eye contact with the smirking Hun. The elder’s dick is erect, it’s all smeared with lubricant and ready for discharge, but June hesitates. He licks his bitten lips and touches the head with the tip of his tongue. Hun winces from the pleasant feeling, but what he wants even more is to see his dick in Junhee’s throat. The younger one grabs the trunk and begins to lick it, continuing to look up at the guy. Hun bites his lip, unable to take his eyes off him. Junhee moans quietly and works with his tongue, licks the elastic balls, licks the base of the penis, pressing his tongue on the protruding veins. He watches how the eldest melts and takes pleasure in it. He runs along the frenulum and slowly swallows, first only the head, massaging it with his tongue, and then deeper, relaxing and letting the shaft into himself. Hun exhales convulsively and begins to slowly and smoothly push his hips. The younger one guides the dick behind his cheek with his tongue and slightly covers his jaw, sliding his teeth along the shaft with each thrust. Donghun lets out a blissful moan again, throwing his head back, speeding up a little and shuddering, pouring out into his mouth. Jun winces and pulls away, spitting out the cum along with his saliva. His entire chin is wet, his eyes are tearful, and there is a bird’s nest on his head, but he is pleased with himself. Happy that Donghun didn’t push him away and accepted him.

“Get up”. Hun says hoarsely and wraps himself back in his robe. Junhee swallows the rest and wipes his lips with the back of his hand, slowly rising to his feet.

“As always, will you order me a taxi?”

“It’s late outside, I changed my mind. Stay here with me today”.

Junhee smiles involuntarily, but Donghun doesn’t see it. He turns around and leaves the room.

The week flies by quickly. Much faster than everyone else. They, as usual, do not communicate at the university, do not visit each other at unspecified times, but Jun is simply going crazy with the languor of the coming Saturday. He no longer sees Sehyoon, does not imagine his voice. His new problem is Donghun, who leads a normal life outside his bedroom, chatting with friends, joking and laughing. Now Jun looks only at him and assures himself that after last Monday, Donghun also wants to repeat everything.

The younger tried to hold on for a whole week, but on Friday evening he realized that it was better to tell his classmate about everything, to say that neither he nor Donghun have a chance to be with those they like, but they have each other and why not try to start a relationship. Besides, the last time Donghun accepted Jun, he even allowed him to spend the night at home, in the same bed. At night they hugged sweetly, Hun buried his face in his shoulder and whispered all sorts of nonsense, and Jun smiled contentedly, half asleep, and pressed his back to the elder. This was probably the best night in the entire six months of their meetings.

On Saturday, Jun decided that he would confess. Before heading to Donghun’s house, he stopped at a store and bought a small cake. He went down to the metro again, drove through several stations and rose to the surface, dashing into a shabby area. Having reached the house, he raised his head and looked at the elder’s windows. A little more and he will be in this room again.

Entering the entrance, he went up to the floor and brought his breathing in order. Today he was twenty minutes late from the scheduled time. Will Hun be unhappy?

Swallowing and glancing at the cute little cake, Jun touched the doorbell and pressed it. But there were no sounds outside the door. Looking around in surprise, Jun pressed the bell again and again no one answered it.

Biting his lip in annoyance, he went to the stairs and sat down on the step, staring down the stairwell in anticipation. Apparently he wasn’t the only one late today.

Donghun arrived half an hour later. Seeing Jun, he only nodded in greeting and opened the doors, entering first. Junhee stomped around in the hallway, then undressed and turned off the light.

“Hyung, I want to tell you something”. Jun said.

“Let’s do it later”. Donghun winced and left the kitchen.

“It is important. It seems that you…”

“You go to the bedroom and undress, prepare yourself there, and I’ll come now. I don’t have time, let’s finish everything quickly today. Urgent matters arose”.

Without listening to the younger one at all, Hun went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Junhee bit his lip, looking down at the small, beautiful cake he was holding in his hands.

So he fucking confessed.