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Sunwoo is never really sure what Sangyeon sees in him.
He does not have a particularly attractive face or a hot body. He does not come from a wealthy or well-known family. He has no experience in dating and his sex life is whatever is happening between him and his right hand. So, when people are saying that he and Sangyeon are not a good match, Sunwoo can see why.
He is not good enough.
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Nerd.
Sunwoo hates that label, but he hates himself even more for acknowledging that he is one. And for the very same reason, he never imagined that he would have a chance at anything remotely romantic during his time at university. He truly believes that someone like him who comes from the lower tier of the social hierarchy can either dream of a miracle or simply date other nerds.
However, things took a wild turn a few months ago when Sunwoo was invited to a frat party by one of the popular guys as a way to say thank you for doing his parts of the group work.
The party was already in full swing when Sunwoo arrived. The theater kids were dancing on the table, dressed like they were extras from Euphoria. The karaoke machine was playing song after song for those who were still sober enough to read lyrics and form proper sentences. The it-girls and it-boys were enjoying the pool in their bikinis and trunks. Then we have the potheads hotboxing in the brooms closet.
It was all very “same shit different parties” until Lee Sangyeon, the resident heartthrob with abs that looked like they were chiseled by Michaelangelo himself, sat down next to Sunwoo and the puppy with whom Sunwoo had been chatting for the last hour.
“Hi, I don’t think I’ve seen you before. I’m Sangyeon” he said.
“Oh, I know,” Sunwoo replied.
“What’s your name?” he questioned.
“Would it matter if you won’t remember me tomorrow?” Sunwoo answered with another question.
“Try me” he challenged.
That was only the start of a conversation that flowed too naturally for the rest of the night. Sangyeon remarked that it was as though they had known one another for a year and a lifetime, to which Sunwoo didn’t reply as his uncontrollably pounding heart already did it for him.
Turned out it took only three bottles of KGB for Sunwoo to embarrass himself.
Filled to the brim with liquid courage, Sunwoo’s clouded mind told himself to take his chance and kiss the hell out of Lee Sangyeon in front of everyone and anyone at the party. Even today, Sunwoo could still recall the collective gasps left and right when their lips touched.
“Sorry, I must be drunk,” Sunwoo pulled away. His eyes fixed on the ground, his stomach churning. He also became immensely aware of the bitter taste of the beer on his tongue and he did not like it one bit.
“It’s alright, I like it,” Sangyeon grabbed Sunwoo’s chin for him to look up and focus on the constellation galaxies away in his eyes. “I like you, Sunwoo. A lot.”
No one has said those words to Sunwoo before and not in that order, except one Lee Sangyeon as he pinned Kim Sunwoo further up against the wall and slipped a tongue in.
Like Gogh’s Starry Night, everything around them swirled into the background. Sunwoo just can’t wrap his head around the fact that he was having his first kiss with his campus crush. He also had a serious problem telling his brain not to turn into mush, and more importantly, his hands to stop roaming the wide planes of Sangyeon’s chest, because as it is Sunwoo could already feel people's stares. Taunting him with their eyes for singlehandedly disturbing the delicate balance of their social hierarchy like, “How dare he?”.
Sunwoo felt powerful and powerless at the same time.
When he thought that the night couldn’t get any better, Sangyeon offered to walk him to his dorm like the gentleman he is. They held hands as if they were afraid of losing each other (which is silly because they were never together in the first place), all the way until they arrived at Sunwoo's doorstep. Their time ended with Sangyeon kissing Sunwoo sweetly on his blushing cheeks and bidding him goodnight.
Alone in his room, before bed, Sunwoo promised himself that he would never hate Sangyeon if he acted like they were strangers at the campus tomorrow. What they had that night was something special, but Sangyeon has a reputation to his name. Some words on the streets that Sunwoo hopes stay only as words on the streets.
But to his own surprise, it turned out that Lee Sangyeon still remembered Kim Sunwoo by the next day and the day after that. The same sweet Sangyeon who sees Sunwoo not as what he is, but as what he could become: someone to love. It was an outcome that not even the greatest scientist could predict.
Time and time again, Sangyeon remarked that it feels as though they had known one another for a year and a lifetime. Time and time again, Sunwoo wished the noncommittal hums he let out were enough to conceal the wild beating of his heart. Too bad for Sunwoo, Sangyeon is no fool for such games. The man loves himself a challenge.
And so, on their thirtieth day, Sunwoo officially started dating the most popular heartthrob on campus. Somehow.
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Being with Sangyeon helped Sunwoo come to many self-discoveries. It was very similar to being 18 and just out of high school again.
Sangyeon taught Sunwoo that to love is to be vulnerable. To open one heart and let others see it for what it truly is, whether it be good or bad. Because only by doing that can you really experience what it is to love and be loved.
However, not everyone can be trusted with your dark clouds. Not everyone would stay once they take a peek at the skeleton in your closet. Sangyeon isn’t just anybody, though. He’s a safe place, here to stay. Luckily for him, Sangyeon also had no problem making it his job to sort through Sunwoo’s friends and decide who stays and who leaves.
Sangyeon taught Sunwoo that affection came in many forms and shapes. When they are in public, a single touch of the fingertip can mean so much, while other times, a thousand passionate kisses shared in the dark of Sangyeon's car just before he has to let Sunwoo go home are insufficient.
Sunwoo is learning, and he loves that there is so much to learn. Occasionally, when Sangyeon pulled him into his lap or when he was feeling his ass through his jeans in front of his friends, Sunwoo felt more like a piece of meat than a person. Yet, nobody seemed to care, so perhaps he was simply overreacting. Sunwoo is learning, and he loves that there is so much to learn.
Sangyeon told Sunwoo that everything is always better together as now they are a couple they should act as one. This is a new concept for Sunwoo who used to do everything alone, but he gladly trusts Sangyeon and his judgment since he is older and has way more dating experience. In the meantime, maybe, just maybe, Sunwoo realized that likes not having to make decisions for himself after all.
Therefore, when Sangyeon asked Sunwoo to pack his stuff in a suitcase so that he could stay at his place for days without having to go back to his dorm every so often, he agreed without a second thought. It sounded like a great idea. It is a great idea. It’s just that no one told Sunwoo that living as a couple with his first boyfriend would be so…
Constricting.
Because suddenly everything is about Sangyeon. Sangyeon this, Sangyeon that. Sangyeon likes this, keep it. Sangyeon hates that, lose it. Sunwoo isn’t sure where he is supposed to fit in the middle of that.
But isn't that in itself a very egotistical point of view from him? Sunwoo ought to be grateful. He better be! Since it is a blessing that someone like Sangyeon loves him so deeply that he always wants him by his side. No, actually, it is a miracle!
So, if Sunwoo can just swallow the ugly emotions whole and keeps agreeing to everything and anything that Sangyeon says… Sangyeon would be happy and then Sunwoo's happiness will follow suit, right?
It sounds like a foolproof plan in Sunwoo’s mind.
Well, at least until the day Sangyeon eventually took Sunwoo's virginity, that is.
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“Fuck, Sunwoo. You have no idea how hot you look right now. I wish you could see how small and helpless you are under me.”
Pushing his hips flush against Sunwoo from behind, Sangyeon starts at an unforgiving pace. With the way the bed bangs and bangs and bangs to the wall, it’s almost like he wants to punish Sunwoo with his cock.
In response, Sunwoo’s hoarse moans echo in the room. He was already embarrassingly vocal since Sangyeon has him in the face-down ass-up position with his fingers slipping in and out, and now he loses all coherence once Sangyeon’s dick found its cocksleeve.
“Pussy so good it’s not letting me go. You’re a natural at this aren’t you?”
When Sangyeon pulls back, Sunwoo can feel the head of his cock catching onto his rim. It’s partly because he unconsciously tightened himself with the way the elder called his hole a pussy. “It’s so tight and wet and warm, just like a girl’s pussy,” Sangyeon said earlier when he was three fingers deep inside him.
“Why are you being so quiet, huh? You like it so much you couldn’t talk back?” Sangyeon turns Sunwoo around on his back and laughs when he discovers the wet spot Sunwoo leaves behind where his face was. “Oh, you’re drooling like a baby!”
Sangyeon litters kisses of adoration on Sunwoo’s shoulders while his gaze was glued to the younger’s face. Watching for the slightest sign of discomfort and teasing as he slides his slicked dick against the cleft of Sunwoo’s ass but not yet entering.
“Hnng… Please, hyung…”
“Please what?”
“Enough teasing… Need your cock back in my… pussy. Please…?”
Two large hands wrapped around Sunwoo’s ankles, causing his body to go slack. The elder not only pulls his legs apart, but he also bent them up until his knees touch the sheets and Sunwoo can see for himself how much of a goddamn mess he is down there.
Funny how before all of this Sunwoo naively believed that he could live without romance as long as he had porn and his right hand to keep him entertained. But now that he is aware that he feels to have one foot inside heaven’s gate, there is absolutely no turning back. Especially not after witnessing firsthand how nasty Sangyeon spits right into his pussy which was clenching down on nothing before being filled with his monstrous cock.
Limbs folded as Sangyeon pleased, there is no choice for Sunwoo but to accept anything he gives him. Hard and fast, Sangyeon shoves his cock all the way until Sunwoo swears he can feel it in his stomach. He ruined Sunwoo for others if there are even any others after him.
“Ahhh… Hyung, I’m close.”
“So soon?”
“Hngh… Touch me…”
“Nahh… Sluts like you only deserve to cum by being fucked silly in your cunt like a girl.”
“No, I can’t hnhh-AH-please, not enough!”
“I’m not touching your clit, Sunwoo. Come on, squirt for me.”
And as it has always been in their relationship, Sangyeon was once again right. Is there even a point to disagree with him anymore?
Sunwoo’s crescendoing series of oohs and aahs follow the creaking of the bed. Before he knew it, Sangyeon delivered a couple more thrusts that had Sunwoo gasping violently and his lips parted in a silent moan as he came entirely untouched. Nevertheless, Sunwoo barely registers the cum he shoots all over his stomach and chest with how Sangyeon is still resuming his pace, brutal as ever.
When Sunwoo’s eyes turned unfocused and dazed, and his shivering oversensitive body jerked and trashed so much, Sangyeon finally put both of his legs down, but only so that he can wrap them around his waist and lift Sunwoo up, up, up, so that his head is the only thing touching the cotton sheet below.
“Sunwoo-yah…”
No response.
“Sunwoo, baby. Don’t pass out yet. Be a good girl and tighten your loose pussy for me,” said Sangyeon as he gently slapped Sunwoo’s cheek to bring him down back to earth.
Real tears are shed. There is something endearing yet oh-so-degrading about how Sangyeon addressed him that sparks something in Sunwoo to just burst out crying. And he genuinely believes that he can be good for Sangyeon, to be used as the elder pleases.
Anyone who walked outside Sangyeon’s door can tell how well Sunwoo is being thoroughly fucked to oblivion. The breathless whimpers, the sultry moans, the watery cries, and the sinister creaking sound of the bed frame hitting the wall. Only a few minutes later, Sangyeon came with a final groan. His hips stuttered as he emptied his loads inside Sunwoo's ever-twitching hole and then pulled out with an embarrassingly loud squelch.
Drifting in and out of consciousness, Sunwoo let his body sink into the mattress and blacked out. In the back of his mind, he belatedly realized that they weren’t using any condoms tonight.
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Sunwoo lies unmoving like a puppet cut from its string. Fresh cums are bubbling at the rim of his well-stretched hole, spilling out obscenely to the bed sheets with each breath he takes.
Still being in the fuzzy head space, Sunwoo is currently taking everything in; the amazing high of an overstimulating orgasm, the delicious ache of his sore muscles from being bent and pulled to the extreme, the satisfaction with life that he never knew could exist, and the contentment of being full and complete in love that you’d give your everything for someone.
If he were to pass away right here, right now in this sex-perfumed bed, Sunwoo wouldn't have any regrets. Sangyeon made him full. Sangyeon made him complete. Sangyeon made him the happiest man alive, and he is the sole reason for all that happiness.
And with Sangyeon leaving him alone to take a shower in the bathroom, Sunwoo’s thoughts stray in his high…
“I love him. I love him so much I could give him the world. He’s being so nice to me. He is deserving of a present.”
Therefore, Sunwoo leaves the bed and heads to where Sangyeon is with the thought of giving his boyfriend a surprise blow job. And who knows? Perhaps another round of sex in the shower since he’s never done it before and is very eager to try everything and anything now he knows how fantastic sex can be.
Sunwoo walks with legs that tremble like those of a newborn deer who has just stepped upon fresh grass. He leans against the furniture and the wall for support. Taking a moment here and there to use his fingers pushing back the cum that was flowing behind his thighs back into his cunt. There are barely ten steps to the bathroom, but Sunwoo can already sense how much of a toll sex with Sangyeon is on his physique. It's fine though, Sunwoo has predicted it since he hasn’t engaged in anything remotely athletic since he graduated from high school some years ago.
What Sunwoo isn’t prepared for is that he is going to be the one who receives the surprise from his boyfriend instead.
You see, before he gets to the shower stall where Sangyeon is, Sunwoo sees his boyfriend’s phone next to the sink.
Unlocked, pinging, and chirping happily, the screen shows a chatroom of Sangyeon and several other names he is familiar with around the campus. People that Sunwoo isn't particularly fond of, but hey… they are all Sangyeon’s friends, so what can he do? However, it is something in the chatroom which Sunwoo sees makes him immediately lightheaded and sick to his stomach.
Because there in the said chatroom, is a video.
A single recording. One-and-a-half minutes long. Of Sunwoo naked, drooling and whimpering, and completely out of his mind.
For sure it was just captured some minutes ago, possibly when he was briefly losing consciousness earlier.
In it, you can clearly see his face, and his body, and also how Sangyeon was fingering him when he was unconscious. More precisely, fingering his cum back to Sunwoo’s stretched and abused hole as he lightly laughed off-screen. Then it ended with Sangyeon carelessly wiping his filthy cum-covered fingers on Sunwoo’s thigh. The wet white streaks contrasted against his tanned skin.
But regardless of how baffling and ill-inciting that whole one-and-a-half minute which feels more like an hour was, it wasn't the video that occupied Sunwoo's thoughts the most. Rather, it was the text that Sangyeon sent to the group chat alongside the video.
“It took me 3 months lol. Now pay up you assholes.”
Sunwoo fell to the floor. He keeled over and puked on the ground as he did not manage to reach the sink or the toilet bowl in time.
He's not sure what he's throwing up for. The absurdity of Sangyeon's texts? The cheers and giggles that were directed at him in the chatroom? Or just his own plain naive stupidity? Nevertheless, his boyfriend must have heard the fall and the retching since the shower curtain abruptly opens up to reveal a naked Sangyeon who was just in the middle of showering. Finally in his raw, without a single thread to hide from.
Quick on his feet, Sangyeon lifts Sunwoo away from the puddle of his own vomit. He grabs Sunwoo’s chin for him to look up and focus on the constellation galaxies away in his eyes and says, “Sunwoo? Are you alright? What are you doing here?”
Well, those are some pretty good questions he needs to start asking himself, Sunwoo thinks.