Red Dot - 42

“How do you plan to handle this? If you dare tell me to count sheep, I’ll really hit you as many times as you count.”

Speaking as if playing a prank, Hanseo chuckled softly in the darkness.

“There’s nothing as effective for men as this.”

While still not understanding what he meant, Hanseo, who had approached the bed, suddenly pressed down on the mattress with force. Hearing a slightly strained sound, Hanseo sighed disappointedly, muttering, “It’s weak.”

Sitting on Junseong’s bed, Hanseo suddenly made an astonished sound.

“Wanna take a shot?”

Without realizing it, Junseong lifted the pillow and smacked Hanseo’s face with it, his face contorting in the darkness.

“Did I mishear what you just said, or what?”

“I was asking if I should take a shot…!”

“Are you crazy?”

His voice was a mixture of surprise and confusion.

Hanseo put the pillow that had hit his face back under Junseong’s head, saying, “Among men, don’t they sometimes talk dirty, help each other out and stuff?”

“Don’t say ridiculous things. Why would I hit another guy in such a weird way?”

“Why?”

Hanseo’s hand delved under the blanket. His hand traveled up Junseong’s leg and quickly reached the front of his pants.

“Hey, you…!”

“Among men, you know exactly what to do with this.”

Hanseo’s voice lowered sensually.

“Whether to ask about it, suck it, where to lick, when to exert force, and when to ease up.”

Hanseo’s large hand playfully touched Junseong’s front, causing him to instinctively grab Hanseo’s wrist in surprise and growl.

“Stop joking around.”

“Embarrassed, are we?”

“Yeah.”

“Hmm….”

Disappointedly, Hanseo, as if expressing regret, got up from the bed. Junseong thought he was going back to his own bed and calmed his accelerated heartbeat.

However, Hanseo didn’t return to his own bed; instead, he suddenly climbed on top of Junseong’s body. Although his knees were raised, there wasn’t much weight on Junseong’s body. Yet, he was completely trapped, unable to sit up or lie down.

Looking up in surprise, Junseong saw Hanseo’s silhouette stooping.

“Shall I give you a hand?”

“What?”

Hanseo, thinking he was returning to his own bed, steadied his rapidly beating chest.

But Hanseo wasn’t going back to his own bed; instead, he suddenly climbed on top of Junseong’s body. Although his knees were raised, there wasn’t much weight on Junseong’s body. Yet, he was completely trapped, unable to sit up or lie down.

Surprised, Junseong looked up at Hanseo, who stooped down.

“I’m not embarrassed, so help me out. Let me sleep well.”

“What?”

Hanseo came out from under the covers, taking Junseong’s left hand, and placed it on his lower front.

“Ah, you…!”

“Just touched yours a moment ago, and it stood up right away.”

Too shocked to say anything, Junseong grabbed Hanseo’s wrist in the darkness.

“You touched mine just now, and it’s already up and standing.”

“Don’t be absurd…”

Hanseo’s voice changed slightly in the darkness. It became a bit huskier, lower in tone. The sighs, like breaths, were slightly husky, making the same sound more charming when heard from another man.

‘Why is it standing up for this?’

If it were the water bottle sensation from the motel, it would be forgivable because it was morning, but now it was the middle of the night, the perfect time to sleep. Touching another guy for a moment and standing up like this made him wonder how he could lead a normal daily life. Even though they were both men, it was beyond comprehension.

However, there are things that can only be understood because they are both men.

‘It’s frustrating.’

If it was as big as he saw when showering in the motel, it would be difficult for the pants to accommodate even a slight increase.

“Junseong…”

Hanseo called his name, teasingly and leisurely.

“I told you, didn’t I? I get impulsive a bit… Ah, frequently.”

“Was this the impulse you were talking about?”

Once again, it was bewildering. He had indeed mentioned that impulsive tendencies occurred frequently, but he thought it only applied to ‘murderous impulses.’

Hanseo spoke with a voice filled with laughter.

“Murderous impulses and sexual desires, well… there’s just a one-page difference… Excitement is the same whether it’s one or the other… In other words… Well… Both desires can substitute for each other….”

Hanseo’s breath gradually quickened. In tune with it, his low voice became similar to the growling sound of a beast.

“Damn… So good…”

The already low voice mixed with curses and vulgar language, creating a somewhat fierce feeling, making it a bit startling.

‘He curses when he’s excited.’

Thinking about it, he remembered that he cursed during their kiss.

Naturally recalling the kiss with Hanseo, Junseong suddenly felt his face heating up.

‘Why am I reacting like this?’

Even without touching below, he knew. Thinking about the kiss and simultaneously imagining touching the other person’s lower region, he was certain his own atmosphere had heated up.

At that moment, Hanseo, exhaling a somewhat rough breath, removed Junseong’s hand. Just when he thought it was over and felt a moment of relief.

Zzzz—

In the darkness, the sound of the zipper echoed loudly.

Following that, something entirely different from the texture of pants touched the hand that had been lowered. What touched the palm felt smooth and rigid. The sensation of the cock on his palm, like touching a giant snake, made him shudder, and he was about to withdraw his hand when…

“Keep your hand there.”

At the warning-like voice, his body stiffened. If he didn’t follow his words, he felt like his neck would be shredded.

While Junseong was frozen, Hanseo, holding onto both sides of the pillow, slid down. The two were now so close that they could feel each other’s breath.

“I’ll do it, so just stay still… Just stay like this.”

Hanseo’s cock, still slow, gently brushed against Junseong’s hand. Even without looking, he could tell from the atmosphere that his hand was doing what it shouldn’t. Hanseo’s voice, mixed with laughter, resonated as his breath became faster.

“Ah…”

Hanseo loved the feeling of his gentle palm touching his cock.

‘So soft.’

Due to practicing kendo since he was young to control his impulses, his hands were always covered in calluses and hard skin. As a result, even now, his palms were quite rough. However, the soft palm that touched his cock was entirely different. Moreover, it was Kang Junseong’s palm.

‘If the palm is this soft, how soft would the lower part be?’

Hanseo recalled Junseong’s lower region, which he had touched in the motel.

“Kuk… Damn…”

Suddenly, a strong heat surged to his lower region. The intense heat swelled the cock quickly, and a loud request for more stimulation echoed.

‘Stay still for a bit.’

While heating up his cock, it continued to slowly rub against it.

Continuing to move his hips, Hanseo lowered his buttocks slightly. As he did, the part of his cock that had barely touched Junseong’s fingertips now made contact.

Hanseo’s actions weren’t anything special. It was merely adjusting the position of his cock against Junseong’s gentle hand and moving back and forth in a slow thrusting motion.

It was the instinctive movement of animals.

However, this simple action of moving back and forth was incredibly sweet for Hanseo.

“Ah… Ha… Junseong, I love it so much…”

Hanseo’s lips touched the area near Junseong’s neck. He playfully licked his lips, making a sound as he wet them gently.

It was a ticklish kiss, like enticing a female in heat. Along with it, Hanseo moved flexibly back and forth as if he had become a real dog.

“Junseong… Junseong…”

Calling Junseong’s name, Hanseo moved the cock that had been in Junseong’s hand a bit faster. He felt Junseong’s hand, which had been supporting his cock, twitching. Even that seemed cute, whatever it meant.

‘Cute Kang Junseong.’

Unable to endure any longer, Hanseo rushed towards Junseong’s face, seeking his lips. Even in the darkness, Junseong’s jawline was clearly visible. Starting with the jawline, he found the position while licking gently. Approaching the warm breath, he reached for those tempting lower lips, enclosing them in his mouth. Afraid that it might hurt, he hesitated for a moment, gently nibbling before completely devouring the lips.

This kiss wasn’t as playful and rough as the previous one.

The current him was in a state of restlessness, wanting to receive the same beauty and touch from Kang Junseong.

Therefore, he planned to only lick and touch the places Junseong liked.

Hanseo couldn’t endure it any longer and thrust his tongue into Junseong’s mouth. Tapping the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, he elicited a pleasant response.

Feeling the response without avoiding the kiss brought a sense of relief. Hanseo pushed his tongue deeper into Junseong’s mouth.

A delicate moan flowed whenever he teased the vulnerable throat. Therefore, tilting his face downwards, he pressed his lips deeply against Junseong’s, using his long tongue to explore the rounded throat.

“Heut, heung… Eup…”

‘Ah, I should have turned on the lights.’

Hanseo regretted not turning on the lights. He was curious about the expression Kang Junseong was making while letting out these provocative moans.

Regret lasted only for a moment.

While caressing various parts inside Junseong’s mouth, Hanseo listened to his various sounds. Depending on where and how he touched, the moans subtly differed.

‘How beautiful sounds will his body make?’

If even a small mouth made such sounds, the soft texture that composed his body would probably do the same.

The more he imagined, the more he felt like he was going crazy.