Harmonious Love

The Harmony of Yin and Yang Is Not as It Seems Part 1 (10)

“This is outside, you know.”

Ha.

Tae Young-won raised the corner of his lips in amusement, and Mo Yeon seemed almost certain that he had crossed over.

“So, every time I mess up, I’ll pay with my body?”

But he didn’t intend to simply give Mo Yeon pleasure.

“Such dedication.  It makes me want to reciprocate.”

“Reciprocation is fine.  You said my feelings don’t matter anyway.”

“But if I become gay because of this, you’re responsible, okay?”

……

Mo Yeon hesitated for a moment, rolling his eyes.

“As if that would happen.”

……

“Not confident?”

It sounded like he’d take it back if he said he wasn’t confident.

Under his unwavering gaze, Tae Young-won raised the corner of his lips.

“I am confident.”

This damned curiosity.  Knowing it, yet giving in, was more enjoyable than he thought.

***

From the moment he crossed the threshold of Tae Young-won’s front door, before even reaching the bed, Mo Yeon was already naked. Tae Young-won observed Mo Yeon’s dick for a long time after undressing him. Mo Yeon had to endure that gaze, his face hidden in his arms.

Mo Yeon was about to masturbate immediately, but Tae Young-won wasn’t particularly interested in that. When he was erect, Tae Young-won even went so far as to remove Mo Yeon’s hand, observing him even more intently.

Tae Young-won really took the bait on the half-hearted gamble. But Mo Yeon was still questioning it.

Was his thing really that unusually shaped?  They were essentially the same, just differing in hair, so he couldn’t understand why Tae Young-won was so fascinated.

After a long time of preventing him from touching himself, Tae Young-won, engrossed in observing another’s dick, muttered in wonder.

“Why does it look so soft even though it’s erect? Is it because it’s hairless?”

Crazy bastard, crazy bastard, crazy bastard…

Mo Yeon bit his lip, enduring the shame.  In truth, from the moment he decided to approach Tae Young-won, he’d been relying on alcohol.

If it weren’t for Tae Young-won’s reaction, Mo Yeon wouldn’t have felt so embarrassed about showing Tae Young-won his dick, a dick he’d made erect himself. For him, closing his eyes and enduring the shame would make life easier; after all, the real pervert was the other guy.

But the person who should have felt shame acted as if he didn’t feel such things.

“I’m saying this because I’ve never seen anything like it. I don’t know if this can even be used for its intended purpose. It’s like a decorative toy.”

……

This time, his pride was deeply hurt.

Mo Yeon had never really thought about his dick in his life.

Except when he was very young, he’d never been to a public bathhouse, never bathed with others, so he’d only seen other people’s dickes in sex education diagrams.

Just passively showing someone his dick, he suddenly wondered what Tae Young-won’s dick looked like. It probably wouldn’t be much different from his own.  The one he’d glimpsed through his pants before, while different in size, seemed similar otherwise.

Without realizing it, Mo Yeon glanced between Tae Young-won’s legs.

He’d never seen Tae Young-won’s dick in his dreams.  Naturally, since he hadn’t seen it, his subconscious hadn’t imagined it. In his dreams, Tae Young-won always held him, as if binding him, breathing roughly, his hips moving like an animal.

“You’re wet even though I haven’t touched you. What were you thinking about?”

……!

Startled, he looked down to see moisture on the tip of his dick. Tae Young-won’s faintly open eyes felt like they were peering into his mind, so Mo Yeon quickly erased the images that had sprung to mind.

“It seems hard to hold back. Can I touch it?”

……

“I’ll allow it.”

Tae Young-won, treating him like a person in heat, arrogantly curled his lips.

The seemingly permissive words were irritating, but it was also true that he felt a little frustrated. Mo Yeon touched his half-hard dick again. He tried to convince himself it wasn’t because Tae Young-won had allowed it.

Day by day, the yin energy surrounding him was returning to its origin. His body felt listless, lacking strength, and even his complexion seemed dull again. He studied hard for the midterm exams, but didn’t expect satisfactory results.

Of course, the worst part was the recurring dream.  The dream of having sex with Tae Young-won. It felt like his body was repeatedly warning him to go to Tae Young-won.

So what?

Tae Young-won warned the other students not to bring Mo Yeon to the same places as him, and glared fiercely whenever they met at school.

But after the day he’d peered into his pants, Mo Yeon wondered if Tae Young-won’s glares were for a different reason.

When they met at school, the way he looked at him was like a predator looking at its prey. At first, he froze like a rabbit caught by a predator, and later, he would take a detour if he saw him from afar.

But when he mustered his courage to observe carefully, Mo Yeon immediately realized that his gaze carried a blatant sexual meaning.

Even now, honestly, as a man, it was a gaze that couldn’t be more stimulating, so Mo Yeon gritted his teeth.  He’d never seen Tae Young-won look at anyone else like that.

“Mmm…”

A moan escaped involuntarily.  He glanced at Tae Young-won, whose expression hardened.  Apparently, a man’s arousal wasn’t very pleasant to see, even though his dick was being driven crazy.

Even in this situation, Mo Yeon didn’t think Tae Young-won would have sex with him.

“But if I become gay because of this, you’re responsible, okay?”

Because the possibility was nonexistent. Tae Young-won becoming gay felt more unrealistic than him becoming a snail overnight.

“How does it feel when you touch it? Softer than others?”

The words, “How would I know? I’ve only touched mine,” rose to his throat.

He didn’t particularly want to touch it, so why was he asking?

But Tae Young-won, carefully watching the tip of Mo Yeon’s dick, frowned.

“Why does it seem less wet than before?”

……

“Is it more exciting when someone just watches you than when they touch you? Can you cum just from being watched and tied up?”

Who does that?  When Mo Yeon looked at him dumbfounded, Tae Young-won muttered quietly.

“It seems possible, from what I see…”

The way he looked down at Mo Yeon from the bed was exactly that gaze. The gaze of a predator enjoying the antics of its prey struggling to survive.  He seemed intensely focused yet incredibly relaxed. Mo Yeon found himself shrinking under his gaze.

Tae Young-won grabbed Mo Yeon’s hand.  His hand moved as Tae Young-won guided it, regardless of his will. Mo Yeon’s limp fingers traced from the glans down the shaft.  Even though it was his own hand, the uncertainty of where it might go, and Tae Young-won’s arm movements, created the illusion that Tae Young-won was touching him. His fingertips touched the round testicles and moved deeper.

“If paying with your body is the second time, it should be more fun. This is the same as last time, isn’t it?”

The moment he understood, his face flushed crimson. Tae Young-won laughed in amusement, licking his lips and smoothly curving his lips into a smile.  Was he aware that his charming smile made him even more devilish?

“…Didn’t you say you didn’t like men?”

“I’m not touching you, anyway?”

Mo Yeon bit his lip. Tae Young-won spread Mo Yeon’s legs wider and continued to move his hand.  The gel he’d applied earlier seemed to have flowed down there.

Everything his fingers touched was wet.  When his fingers touched the soft mucous membrane, he flinched involuntarily.  As his shoulders jumped and he raised his upper body, Tae Young-won pressed down on his shoulders. Mo Yeon gasped, grabbing his arm.

His hand was still rubbing between his legs against his will.  The folds of the wet entrance were clearly felt. It was a chilling sensation he couldn’t get used to.

It was bad enough that he’d returned to the tiger’s den he’d barely escaped, but now he was opening his mouth and sticking his head in with his own hands. But this was better than going back to how things were before.