SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 27: Syntax Error #13.
Jang Jaeyoung just looked at the other person and rushed to undress, and if the clothing stripping was not as fast as desired, he would probably tear it apart in the first few moments they were together. Sangwoo knew well that the other party was tired and had not rested for a long time, resulting in no sexual desire. However, he was disappointed because this was a time he had been waiting for all week. Jaeyoung looked at Sangwoo silently before gently tapping his nose with his finger.
“Sir… You seem to be saying something strange to Jaehong a lot.”
“I’m saying something.”
“Are we talking about lack of sex? You don’t need to say anything more.”
“I didn’t say anything like that. And it’s actually a serious matter.”
“People don’t call it lack of sex after just two days.”
“But it’s been seven days. 156 hours.”
“Does sexting not count? Well, yeah, you did say it’s something to do with me using my body…”
Jaeyoung’s hand, which was resting on Sangwoo’s stomach, began to move. All five fingers moved as if they were sliding down to his jeans, circling the protruding bones at the back, and teasing his buttocks.
“What does it mean when you say I’m naughty?”
“It means that you were useful when we first met.”
“Really? Anything is better than being an error.”
His slender fingers slowly brushed against the soft flesh on the inside of his thighs, grazing past his crotch. Then gradually, they moved closer to the center with an irritatingly slow speed, bit by bit. Finally, they lightly touched the bulging shaft. Sangwoo couldn’t help but inhale sharply. Jaeyoung stared at
Sangwoo’s face with a mischievous glimmer dancing above his reproductive organ.
“And what about it? If Jang Jaeyoung dresses like that, I might lose control right here. What do you think?”
“…”
Why did that man have to say something that would arouse him after their conversation? Sangwoo could feel his cheeks getting hotter.
“That outfit… I can wear it again. Want to try it on?”
It was hard to decipher whether the proposal was serious or playful. Sangwoo fell into a momentary daze, but he wasn’t foolish enough to not notice the pitfall.
He shifted his attention away from the cheese on the mousetrap.
“I just said it like that. I like you best when you’re stripped bare like you are now.”
“Really?”
Sangwoo paused for a moment, bewildered.
“Then can I throw that outfit away? But it’s expensive.”
“…Ah, um.”
Jaeyoung smiled slyly before whispering as he slid the tip of his thumb above the erect cock, unnoticed.
“Or maybe, I could wear it right now.”
“…”
“What kind of style and standards do you like? That’s all they do to make a living.”
Sangwoo bit his lip to suppress his heavy breathing, feeling hopeful. At that moment, he felt his nostrils widen. Jaeyoung looked at him with a calm face and smirked.
“But there are two conditions for the exchange.”
“Um, uh, what?”
“Forbidden words, infidelity, moral wrongdoing, and trespassing. There are consequences.”
“…”
“And my siblings’ names. If I hear you talking about him while we’re having sex, I will immediately leave the house and sleep on the street throughout the summer break.”
“Won’t speak. I won’t say anything.”
Sangwoo sighed. Jaeyoung rolled his eyes, clearly displeased. Sangwoo cautiously asked.
“What about the second condition?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
While he was still pondering about what the second condition could be, his vision was suddenly obstructed. Jaeyoung threw a blanket over Sangwoo’s head and jumped off the bed, causing a slight shaking sound.
“Stay like that for ten minutes. Think about dirty obscene things.”
“…Um.”
Sangwoo’s heart raced, but he had no choice but to close his eyes. Ten seconds felt like a long time, but Sangwoo counted honestly before reaching the deadline of one second. He then heard Jaeyoung’s voice nearby.
“Add another fifteen more seconds.”
“…What?”
“No peeking.”
Just by wearing clothes, it takes a long time. Sangwoo was frustrated but had to start counting from one again, unlike helping. Fifteen slow seconds of unbearable agony passed, but this time it was the same before the deadline of one second. Jaeyoung spoke up loudly.
“Another ten seconds.”
The other party deliberately tormented Sangwoo clearly, the clothes were a barrier. Sangwoo wanted the person in those clothes now to be different.
“Is it not enough to just come here?”
“Wait a minute.”
“I am hard already.”
“Well, you saw it earlier, right?”
“I can’t hold it anymore…”
“No, wait, just a moment… Done.”
Sangwoo quickly pulled down the blanket and looked up absentmindedly.
Jaeyoung stood right in front of him.
“Oops…”
The other party was wearing a perfectly fitting white shirt and gray trousers that hugged his chest, with a neatly tied necktie and a messy hairdo. While Sangwoo was stunned, Jaeyoung took a step forward.
“Sangwooya, it’s like this.”
“Huh?”
“I heard something strange…”
The other party put his hand in his pocket and sat playfully on the bed, pulling up the gray silk cloth that covered his legs, revealing the sculpted body that was pushed to the side.
“Is it true that you secretly look at other men with such an entranced face?”
“What?”
Sangwoo was surprised by what he did wrong to the point where it couldn’t be pointed out his misinterpretation of the word ‘perceptive,’ because even though it was the distinctive characteristic of the twins, he secretly looked at the man, Jaehong, for just a few minutes.
Jaeyoung focused his forehead, placed his finger on Sangwoo’s forehead and pushed forcefully, causing Sangwoo’s body to fall backward instantly. Jaeyoung used his palm to brace both of Sangwoo’s shoulders, causing white fabric to crease along the muscular shape, and the tattoo in the shape of a complex and intricate letter ‘S’ on his left chest and the faded tattoo on his right arm.
“I asked if it’s true or not.”
I lowered my horse face and pressed against the receded forehead, creating a pale shadow above the unique eyes, and the hand that grazed Sangwoo’s cheek was very gentle, but the owner’s face didn’t smile at all.
“He just looks like you… so I accidentally…”
“Feel uncomfortable?”
“Uh, um…”
“Then it’s not your fault then.”
“Um!”
“What I’m upset about is not my fault either, Sangwoo-ya, if we arrange it in order, it would be your fault.”
“…”
“My little hubae, what should I do when you make your sunbae angry?”
“Are you still angry?”
“Does hubae have to be punished first?”
The corner of Jaeyoung’s mouth curled into a smile, his dissatisfied expression had a frightening angle, but it blended well with the rugged, buttoned-up shirt collar and the tightly fitted jacket, looking perfect for a moment. If it wasn’t for Jaeyoung’s meaningless muttering. Sangwoo paused
and looked at him, not because he accepted his fault, but because he wanted to be punished immediately. Jaeyoung cast his gaze downward, glancing at him. “Take it off.”
“…”
Sangwoo took off his shirt, pants, and underwear in order and folded them on the side. Meanwhile, Jaeyoung couldn’t take his eyes off him even for a second. Sangwoo took the items he needed from the bedside table, full hands, and placed them beside the pillow before getting into bed and covering himself with a blanket, feeling a bit embarrassed. At that moment, Jaeyoung gave the next command.
“Raise your hands.”
Sangwoo boldly raised both of his hands. If it was a punishment while having sex, he had experienced it before when they played <The Teacher and the
Troublesome Child.>. Even though it required highly skilled acting because
Jaeyoung just pretended to be the dominant one and enjoyed being submissive.
Jaeyoung unbuttoned his belt quickly, catching Sangwoo off guard. The other person grabbed the belt and pulled it tightly from both sides, without even diverting his gaze from Sangwoo’s face.
“Raise them higher.”
Once that command was spoken, he raised his hands even higher until his palms touched the cold metal bed frame. Jaeyoung grabbed both of Sangwoo’s wrists and pulled them towards himself. Then he tied the wrists with the belt to the bed.
He attempted to shake his arms two or three times, but his wrists, tightly bound, didn’t come loose. Sangwoo felt a little panic, but tried to think that it wasn’t a big deal. If it was binding his wrists, he had tried it before when they played. Even though he wasn’t tied to the bed.
This is the second condition.”
“…”
“Do you want to stop now?”
“No.”
Sangwoo quickly responded. Jaeyoung then smiled and reached his hand to his forehead, his index finger stretched straight and pressed between his eyebrows before slowly moving down to his nose, gradually sliding through the groove above his upper lip. And then gently massaging the edges of his upper lip, before stopping at the chin for a moment and moving to the neck.
Sangwoo twitched his shoulder slightly and blushed, feeling the touch of the finger on the sensitive spot made him feel ticklish and embarrassed because Jaeyoung was currently scrutinizing him with an expressionless face.
Sangwoo held his breath as Jaeyoung slowly moved his fingers down to his chest and touched the top of his chest. The breath of Sangwoo became heavier, and his lips began to tremble.
The more Jaeyoung teased him with gentle pressure and circling movements, the more Sangwoo’s nipples responded. Sangwoo bit his lip to suppress a moan, and as soon as he did, Jaeyoung glanced at him and gently pulled and twisted his nipples. “Ah, wait…”
Sangwoo’s body twisted, but since his wrists were tied, nothing happened. Jaeyoung’s gaze fell on his neck, blushing hotly, and suddenly he pulled off the blanket and sat on Sangwoo’s thighs. Then, he licked his lips and leaned down.
The room fell silent, with only the sound of Sangwoo’s body twitching and the occasional rustling of the bed sheets. Jaeyoung pressed his tongue hard against Sangwoo’s nipple, before using the tip of his tongue to tease it quickly. Sangwoo tried his best not to make any loud noises, but when Jaeyoung sucked and pulled his nipples into his mouth, his lips automatically parted.
Ugh… Ah!”
Inside Jaeyoung’s mouth, his proficient tongue played with Sangwoo’s nipple, and when he couldn’t hold back his stimulated feelings any longer, he bit. In a situation where just physical stimulation was overwhelming, the sight of the other party moving his lips back and forth along his lips with a soft wet sound made Sangwoo lose control and precum dribbled without him realizing it.
Sangwoo wanted to use his hand to relieve the intense desire that was building up, but he could only lift his hips up and down. He bit down hard and roughly on the flesh between his legs and Jaeyoung’s thighs.
“Stay still.”
Jaeyoung’s hand slid along the sweat waistband and moved down to the lower back, where the condom, which he didn’t know when it was put on, was already securely in place on his finger. As soon as it happened, both pieces of fleshy buttocks were pulled apart and were followed by a wet, slippery object that intruded into his body. Jaeyoung bit down on one side of Sangwoo’s chest and slowly lifted his eyes to meet his gaze.
Sangwoo closed his eyes tightly and turned his face away. He thought he had become accustomed to various lewd behaviors and had lost his sense of shame for a long time, but it was strange that he suddenly felt so embarrassed that he couldn’t bear it. But it didn’t help, because while his body was exposed, not even a single thread covered him. He still had to raise his arms above his head, while Jaeyoung was in a buttoned suit up to his neck.
“Why are you closing your eyes? Little boy, are you sleepy?”
Jaeyoung whispered without a startle, his fingertips slid through the point that sensitively pierced through his inner senses before rebounding against the wall and pulling away.
Sangwoo squinted and secretly glanced at the other side. Then the gazes met.
“Why are you so embarrassed, we do this every day?”
Because… I haven’t done it for a week.”
“Is it because of that reason?”
“Mmmh…ugh…”
“It’s not likely.”
Wrinkled fingers moved more and more accurately, savoring the part that sensitively pierced through the senses, as if having real sex. Sangwoo closed his eyes tightly and buried his face in his pillow. He wanted to use his hands to cover Jaeyoung’s eyes so he wouldn’t see his body, see his fluid dripping without stopping, but he couldn’t do anything because his arms were tightly bound. No, it was too unfair.
Inside the silent room filled with the quiet sounds of mucus and the quiet moans of Sangwoo, after that, the sound of Jaeyoung’s breathing became heavier. Sangwoo lifted his eyes slightly and collided with the man who was staring at him with a strange red face. When he looked down, he found that the gray pants on one side of Jaeyoung’s legs were soaked with slippery liquid.
“Hyungnim… this is enough, right? And…”
“Hmm?”
Sangwoo extended his trembling leg to the lower part of Jaeyoung, placed his toe on the wet spot, and moved his toe along the shape of the flesh that protruded in an emotional shape. Jaeyoung stopped his hand that was moving vigorously.
“Why? Do you want to eat this?”
As he abruptly stopped, Jaeyoung’s fingers that used to be tightly pressed inside were pulled out. Jaeyoung hastily pulled down his pants and lay down, closing his eyes. But in that very moment, a shadow descended upon his face.
And then the wet piece of flesh inserted itself between the edges of his lips.
‘I didn’t mean it like that!’
Instead of an answer, a moan escaped from his throat. Jaeyoung pressed his cock against the back of the head and his cock was engulfed by Sangwoo.
Jaeyoung moved the cock with deep-veined flesh, unable to see the tormented expression on Sangwoo’s face. It was hard enough to breathe normally when Jaeyoung’s cock was swinging down his throat…when Jaeyoung was in an angry state, it was even more difficult.
“Does it taste good?”
‘No…’
Jaeyoung asked. Then he started filling the space where he was supposed to use to provide an answer. It was something they had done countless times before. Sangwoo always struggled with oral sex, because humans can’t increase the size of their mouths or reduce the size of their genitals.
When his throat was pressed and he tried to spit it out without realizing it, Jaeyoung would forcefully push it in even more. Although it was a length that could not go all the way to the base, he would continue to push forward every time he closed his eyes in pain and agony, until the skin on Jaeyoung’s index finger peeled off. If Sangwoo didn’t directly face Jaeyoung’s pain, he would lower his hair and look up.
“Hah, hah… Ah… Hah.”
The louder Jaeyoung’s moans became, the harder Sangwoo’s cock became, and the image of his lover in bliss and dripping sweat from the tip of his chin looked overly seductive. Besides, just thinking about what would happen if this hard-rock body that was moving in and out of his mouth entered his body, he felt a knot in his stomach. Sangwoo tried to lower his hand without intending to, before realizing that his arm was tied up.
‘This is not a good manner, fuck.’
This is punishment for the infidelity that he never actually committed. He knew from past information that no matter how he tried to appease, it would be useless, and he had to let the other party do what he wanted until his emotions cooled down. Sangwoo vented his frustration, thinking that it had become like this anyway. At least it would be better to make the other party get over his anger quickly. At that moment, Jaeyoung withdrew his cock.
“Move your legs.”
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