Chapter 5

“Well… Shall we try this today?”

Eunchan, who had been struggling for a long time in front of the refrigerated stand, picked out a lunch box with a gold leaf sticker on it. The rooftop room where he lived in was an illegal extension, so there was no kitchen, so it was inconvenient to have to deal with meals outside. However, there were no major complaints as the monthly rent was much cheaper than the surrounding market price.

As the word ‘special set meal’ indicated, the lunchbox with a particularly large number of side dishes was selected thanks to tutoring Lee Yedam, which made his wallet rich enough that he didn’t have to worry about the meal in front of him right away. It was a rare decision for Eunchan, who always considered the price before side dishes.

So… The masturbation he committed yesterday… it was understandable…

“Aish, why again.”

Feeling a sense of shame just by recalling it, Eunchan bit his lip and shook his head. He had touched the cock slightly, but it was the climax of the pussy alone. To the point of being dazed by the unbelievable huge pleasure.

With a sense of shame, Eunchan chewed his thick lips and looked at his own face reflected in the mirror installed in the corner of the convenience store. Then, on the first day of tutoring, he remembered the hand that Lee Yedam had gently rubbed against his lips.

He had said he was just examining the wounds, but the fingertips slowly and subtly rubbed the surface, the gaze that was firmly attached to the surface, and the low-pitched voice of laughter… A hot breath leaked from Eunchan’s teeth as the five senses approached clearly as if he had reenacted that time that day.

Why was he like this? If he went home like this, instead of opening he lunch box, he felt like he would once again become a slave to masturbation. The reason why the inside of his pussy was already moist and sticky was because he could feel the mucus coming out of the crevice soaking the inside of his underwear.

He had to go tutoring later. It seemed that it would be better to have lunch here and cool off a hot body than to lose strength by masturbating. Eunchan, who was looking around the quiet convenience store, moved to the window and opened a lunch box.

As soon as he sat down in his chair, he pounded his feet and struggled to let cool air through his shorts. Then he artificially complicates his head.

Far from being lewd… he had to talk about math problems, next semester’s tuition, and other stuff. He quickly thought of all the problems in his situation, but he felt a scorching heat even to the scrotum, which was touching the top of the buttocks. Eunchan swallowed his wheezing breath and clenched his pitiful chopsticks as if breaking them. Just as he grabbed the chopsticks,

“Eunchan. How have you been doing?”

A small hand propped up in front of the lunch box. When he lifted his head to check, Sumin, who was the one who introduced him to Lee Yedam’s tutoring job, was standing next to him. For Eunchan, she was a friend like a benefactor and one of the few that did not burden his mentally.

Unlike Eunchan, who wrote the application as indicated on the placement chart after the SAT scores came out, most of the classmates who attended Korea University’s business school were children from prominent families. Therefore, Eunchan, who is not even on the average axis, was always living with an invisible line in the sense of distance that he felt without saying anything. Because he didn’t want to go out and feel insecure.

“Oh, mm… hello. When did you come?”

“Just now. I was passing by and saw you sitting there.”

“Wait a minute.”

Eunchan got up from his seat, paid for Sumin’s favorite brand coffee, and handed it out to her. With her eyes wide open and looking at the canned coffee, Sumin smiled bashfully and accepted Eunchan’s gratitude.

“Thank you for the drink.”

“I’ll buy you a meal next time even if I can’t buy anything expensive.”

“Okay okay. But it was actually Min Sunwoo sunbae who told me about it? There’s no need to thank me too much, I just let you know that he was only looking for male teachers. Let’s have a simple meal when the semester starts.”

The “simple meal” Sumin, who has a vague understanding of his financial situation, mentioned referred to a meal the level of frozen pork belly served with a glass of soju, but when the name of a senior whom he didn’t know was brought, Eunchan was startled.

He had no intention of wanting to get to know people in a different world from him personally. It was uncomfortable. But he wasn’t brazen enough to ignore the person who introduced him to his livelihood.

He really didn’t want to get involved… Eunchan bit his messed up lips nervously and nodded his head slightly. He smiled silently, shaking the canned coffee that Sumin had finished drinking.

* * *

Eunchan got off the stopped bus and looked up at the hillside. At the end of the road he casually looked at, the sight of the mansion’s slate roof melting into the scarlet sun was reflected. Eunchan looked at the scene and walked from the bus stop.

As he walked down the hilly road, he thought of his thoughts that he had inadvertently put away in the corner of his head. Ah, damn it. Eunchan sighed, as if the ground was about to swallow him up, and then bit his lip.

“Ha… it’s crazy.”

Eunchan dragged his swinging hands from the air without strength and rubbed his face dry in succession. Everything else didn’t matter. A sense of distant pleasure, the experience that stimulated the pussy.

The problem was…

At that time, it was crucial for Eunchan to grab the pleasure that seemed to be right in front of him. He felt the hot lumps clump together and roll around in his stomach, and his bottom fluttered uncontrollably. The hole twitched and got wet, making him want to squeeze something.

As his instincts promptly rubbed and stimulated his vagina, a sultry heat rushed into the hole in his pussy. The mucous membrane of the pussy, which had been soaked in the endlessly gathering heat, melted like a liquid, and because it was originally designed to receive cocks, the empty hole felt empty and flat. His ass shook as he wanted to fill it with something hot and big.

Finally, the instinctive thing that came to mind to fill the emptiness… It was not a woman with a full chest, but a hideously large and thick cock.

And throughout his masturbation, Eunchan diligently dropped his waist, engulfed in the imagination of having a cock buried inside. While shedding a moan wet with excitement.

“Sigh…”

At that time, because of the climax he felt for the first time, something he had not been able to figure out caught his mind. He was not gay, and he suddenly recalled his penis while masturbating, and that’s the problem. It really didn’t make sense, and it was absolutely unacceptable.

Such was the masculinity that Eunchan defined. He liked women, he gets excited when he sees a woman’s body, and just imagining being with a guy makes him shudder. That was exactly in line with his own values, which he hadn’t changed up till he was over 20 years old.

Eunchan has never questioned himself. Although his acquired pussy was embarrassing, he had considered his own masculinity to be firm, dismissing it as a separate problem. Therefore, he struggled to shake his head and came up with several excuses for rationalization. It was an excuse for herself, not for anyone else.

Several propositions swirled in his Eunchan’s head in a turbulent way.

“Hu…”

Thanks to the time spent in such anguish, by the time he reached the tall gate, a pretty plausible excuse was completed.

What came to mind was simply a cock that served as a tool, not a male object. It was like a mistake that happened because he didn’t know how to masturbate properly because he didn’t touch his pussy. It was an experience that would never happen again if he consciously ignored it, so it was right to overlook it and push it to the other side of the mind and ignore it rather than thinking about it for no reason.

Eunchan looked at the CCTV camera looking down at him while muttering that. He soon rang the doorbell.

Instead of asking “Who is it?”, the gate opened naturally. The reality of repeating a fairly regular and stable tutoring session with Lee Yedam once again settled.

Right. So, he should forget about what was essential for such tutoring and focus on the tutoring in front of him.

Eunchan stopped his muttering, then lightly patted his cheeks and stepped into the gateway.

The scorching sun was pouring down the back of his neck. Eunchan passed the garden, rubbing his sweat-drenched skin with his palm, and suddenly stopped his steps. A few petals that had just fallen were embroidered on the lawn under the garden where the lily of the valley was in full bloom. Summer was coming to an end soon, when he was thinking like that, at that moment,

Tap, tap. When he turned his attention to the sound of the grass being stepped on, Yedam was staring at him silently.

“…”

“Uh? Yedam-ah? Why did you come out? It’s not time yet.”

Instead of the bluntness that has always been consistent, young eyes with unknown signs have fixed their gaze. Instead of answering, Yedam licked his lips lightly. A red, pointed piece of flesh gently stroked his lips and stroked it.

It was a reckless teasing of the tongue, as if it was the first step before skimming, licking, or eating something. At that explicit and relaxed movement, Eunchan clenched his tense fists involuntarily. Goosebumps ran up his spine from the dizzy feeling he felt in his lower body.

When the red tongue that had been crawling on his lips finally disappeared, the neckline that separates the thick neckline twitched and saliva flowed over. The transparent liquid left traces on the surface of the lips with clear lines.

Eunchan felt that even his fingertips were now tingling. A tickling sensation spread to the extremities of his body in an instant, and his breathing became rougher as if he had run and came from somewhere. His whole body reacted so violently that he was worried that the pounding heartbeat could be heard as far as where Lee Yedam was standing in the silence.

“… Yedam-ah.”

He had to break the continuous silence. It was reflexive. Nervous by the strange pressure of pressing his shoulders, Eunchan led his hesitant body and approached Lee Yedam.

“Lee Yedam!”

“… Ahh.”

The dark glass-like eyes that were shining insidiously changed. Yedam looked carefully at Eunchan who was approaching him, and slowly curved his lips leisurely as if he had never had a different atmosphere. Soon after, a gentle laughter rang out.

“I was thinking about something else for a minute.”

“Thinking about something else?”

“I studied all night. My head doesn’t work well.”

“Even if you don’t do that, you’ll do well. Why do you have to stay up all night?…”

“Hm. Why? I want to hear good things from Teacher again?”

Yedam’s eyes curved. The calm overpowerment just now disappeared without a trace, and only an innocent figure of his age remained. Looking at him like this, he was unmistakably a youth. But why…

“Let’s go have dinner. I saw that you seemed to eat the pufferfish stew well last time, so I prepared it.”

Cutting off Eunchan’s thoughts, Yedam nodded towards the inside of the house.

“Intentionally? Sorry… you didn’t have to.”

Contrary to his words, just hearing the words made his sense of taste come alive and his tongue was salivating. The last time he ate it, it had such a light and clean taste that he emptied the rice bowl in no time. There were times when he thought to himself that he might have a chance to eat again someday. When he got a job, he promised himself that he would buy and eat it as his top priority.

“It’s good to eat what you like.”

“D- do you like it?”

At that, Yedam paused for a moment, then smiled softly and nodded his head. A low, gentle laughter echoed through the large garden.

“Yes, I like it.”

You idiot. He’s the owner of the house, so he wouldn’t have put it up for dinner if he didn’t like pufferfish stew. Although Eunchan knew what Yedam’s answer meant, he nodded, biting the soft flesh in his mouth at the thought that kept popping up out of nowhere.

Eunchan, who was inadvertently licking his lips, realized that Lee Yedam, who was walking in the front, stopped and looked at me again. He stared quietly, holding his breath, at his swollen lips.

His lips, which had been chewed all day, were bloodshot, as if they had worn red lipstick. Eunchan stopped tormenting his lips belatedly, and raised his palm to cover his lips. He didn’t know why he acted like that. He just thought he had to.

Then, Lee Yedam’s gaze, which had been clinging to him, fell off neatly. With a silent smile.