Double Junk - 185

The hands that were shaking off the water also stopped in midair. He looked at Seokju through the mirror. Seokju was standing there holding a towel with a calm expression.

Ajin blinked his eyes quickly. Did I hear that wrong? I must have heard it wrong. After all, what crazy person would ask something like that at a time like this? Even in a dream, I had such thoughts, and now in reality as well. I’m afraid someone might find out.

Ajin lightly licked his lower lip and asked Seokju bluntly as he took the towel offered to him.

“What did you say?”

“How long has it been since you’ve done it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Masturbation.”

The towel fell from Ajin’s hand with a thud. Did he really ask that?

“What, what are you saying…”

The shocked Ajin stepped back from Seokju. Then, his heel slipped, and he fell backwards. Ajin instinctively grabbed Seokju’s arm, and Seokju caught Ajin’s elbow with one hand and his waist with the other, pulling him toward himself.

Just as Ajin let out a relieved sigh after regaining his balance, he was suddenly lifted up. Seokju placed him on the shelf.

Ajin kicked his legs in surprise. Before he could ask why, Seokju parted his legs and smoothly inserted himself between them.

“Excuse me.”

“What-“

Before Ajin could ask “Excuse me?”, Seokju’s hand reached into his pants. Panicked, Ajin tried to run away, but his back hit the mirror. As he struggled to escape sideways, Seokju, not missing the opportunity, lifted Ajin’s waist slightly and pulled his pants down in one smooth motion.

“Uh…”

His loose, comfortable homewear slid off his body effortlessly. His lower body was exposed. The breeze entering through his crotch felt unfamiliar. Ajin lowered his head and realized that his underwear had been removed as well.

Ajin stared blankly at his pants and underwear in Seokju’s hands as Seokju neatly folded the clothes and placed them on the edge of the shelf. Then, Seokju knelt down in front of Ajin.

The half-crazed Ajin looked at him dazedly. What is happening? Why am I looking down at him? Why are my pants off? Why is Seokju approaching my genitals…?

Ajin squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them, regaining his senses just as Seokju’s nose was about to touch his flaccid p3nis. Ajin jerked his body and pressed Seokju’s forehead.

“What are you doing, ugh…”

Seokju opened his mouth wide and suddenly engulfed the glans. The warm, moist sensation in his mouth was vividly felt. The unfamiliar yet tingling stimulation immediately caused the p3nis to become erect. Ajin involuntarily curled his thighs. Seokju then parted his knees further and took the p3nis deeper into his mouth.

“Ugh!”

Ajin let out a strangled cry. Heat rushed to his lower abdomen. His lower belly tingled as if electricity was running through it. His eyes were distorted, and he unconsciously bit his lower lip. His helpless hands grasped Seokju’s hair.

Seokju, with Ajin’s p3nis filling his mouth, began moving his head, caressing the shaft with his entire tongue. As Ajin’s p3nis became fully erect, Seokju slowly started bobbing his head, hollowing his cheeks and constricting his throat, pleasuring Ajin’s member. Occasionally, he glanced up at Ajin.

In that moment their eyes met, Ajin suddenly snapped out of the haze of Seokju’s tongue. He yanked Seokju’s head back with a shout.

“You crazy, crazy bastard!”

Crazy bastard! Just like before, the same crazy bastard! In the early morning, asking if I masturbated or not after grabbing a bleeding person, and then suddenly this lewd act! He was no different from the Seokju who had previously aroused himself between my thighs and humped me every night.

As Ajin struggled to free his legs, Seokju sucked strongly, “Shlurp”, on his p3nis. The suction was so powerful it felt like the skin was being peeled off. At that moment, all the strength drained from Ajin’s body.

The hands trying to push Seokju away wavered. Seizing the opportunity, Seokju grabbed Ajin’s thin wrists one by one and firmly pulled them down, restraining him. Ajin’s body lowered, and his buttocks pressed against the shelf.

Ajin belatedly tried to shake his arms, but Seokju’s grip was remarkably strong. He couldn’t budge an inch.

Having easily subdued Ajin, Seokju began to lovingly pleasure Ajin’s p3nis. It was a strangely proper caress. With a pious expression, he politely sucked the c0ck.

Politely sucking the c0ck. Ajin thought the idea was absurd.

“Ugh, aah…”

The glans was repeatedly rubbed against his hard palate. Occasionally, the neat front teeth grazed the skin of the shaft. At times, Seokju would take it in fully up to the root, and Ajin could feel the man’s breath blowing on the area where his belly met his groin. Seokju’s bangs tickled his lower abdomen. And the dark gaze that continued to observe him.

Everything was excessively stimulating. Ever since he was resurrected, he had not masturbated even once. His body, which had distanced itself from sexual desire, now bloomed in response to Seokju’s caresses. His senses were rushing toward his p3nis.

The climax was rapidly approaching. As Ajin’s throbbing p3nis pulsed, Seokju tightened his mouth a little more. Then, he began moving his head back and forth quickly.

“Ugh, ah, aah, hic…”

Ajin’s thighs trembled uncontrollably. His toes curled inward. His mind was hazy from the rapid sucking. Tears blurred his vision.

Ajin shook his head side to side.

“I, I’m coming. Hic, I’m coming…”

He meant that as a request for Seokju to move away, but Seokju only increased the speed of his head movements. His mouth traveled from the glans down to the base, repeatedly. Each time, Seokju’s soft, moist lips rubbed against the p3nis in a lewd and lascivious way.

Ajin’s pelvis shook with a heavy sense of pleasure. He gently tapped Seokju’s ribs with his heels.

“Come… out…”

Ajin pleaded in a muffled voice. Seokju had his member deeply buried, his nose pressed against Ajin’s abdomen. Then he sucked hard, “Uhh!”

Ajin threw his head back. His Adam’s apple protruded. His chin looked sharper as he bit his lower lip, and his body trembled until he reached his climax. Hot, thick liquid gushed into Seokju’s throat.

Seokju looked up at Ajin intently, partially withdrawing the flesh in his mouth to suck on the glans intensely. Sticky fluid scattered across his hot tongue.

Seokju gathered all the semen in his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. The sound made Ajin flinch and lower his head. Seokju made eye contact with him and took his member back into his mouth, caressing it more slowly this time.

His tongue probed the urethra. His resilient lips gently sucked the shaft as it convulsed in orgasm.

The faint pleasure made Ajin’s hips tremble. His toes, like cherries, curled and uncurled restlessly. He had already climaxed, but the unending pleasure was torturous.

“Enough…”

Ajin said, tears welling up. But Seokju persistently sucked and licked, consuming every last drop of semen.

Finally, he pulled away. The limp Ajin looked down at him with a sigh of relief. Seokju extended his reddened tongue to meticulously lick the semen from every part of Ajin’s member – the hollow below the glans, the junction of the scrotum and shaft.

The lewd sounds made Ajin’s already red ears seem about to burst. But he did not push Seokju away, for the gentle pleasure of the tongue’s touch was pleasant.

“Ah…”

Ajin breathed, half-lidding his eyes hazily. He relaxed his body, sniffling and gazing dimly at the bathroom light.

His mind was blank. He didn’t want to think about how this situation came to be or whether it was right.

Then, Seokju, kneeling between Ajin’s thighs, spoke in a monotone.

“You haven’t been masturbating lately. You should do it regularly for a good night’s sleep.”

Ajin looked at Seokju with a displeased expression.

You crazy bastard. What the hell are you saying? And why are you saying that while savoring the taste of my semen? What kind of relationship do we even have that you can casually ask about my masturbation and familiarly suck my d1ck?

As Ajin lay there numbly, Seokju licked the semen off the corner of his mouth. His face was indecently alluring.

It was a handsome face – the slight crease in his brow, the gently arched thick eyebrows, his slightly swollen lips, the tongue playfully darting in and out, the mysteriously flickering dark eyes, and the warm breath escaping his nose.

Ajin’s member suddenly twitched as he blankly watched the stimulating scene. It had become erect just from looking at Seokju’s face, without any other reason.

Flustered, Ajin hastily tried to cover his crotch, but Seokju, with Ajin’s member right in front of him, could not have failed to notice the change.

Seokju’s lips curled up in a peculiar smile – mocking, yet endearing.

He briefly released Ajin’s hand, leaving red marks on the slim wrist. Ajin quickly pulled his hand back. As he started to get up, supporting himself on the shelf, Seokju suddenly stretched his neck to take Ajin’s member back into his mouth.