Sweet Shot

#19

Feeling his blatant reaction, Ha-min moved diligently, stealing glances at Tae-rim’s excited expression.  The sight, a first for him, was wilder and more stimulating than any pornographic scene.  Ha-min’s own excitement grew, a throbbing ache in his lower abdomen. Seeing Tae-rim aroused by him caused his own dick to react intensely.  A strange pleasure surged through him, and he swallowed the dick more actively.

“Ha…”

“Ugh, h…”

He didn’t swallow it all the way to the root, but the shaft reached the back of his throat.  Unsure of what to do, Ha-min unconsciously moved his tongue.  The way his tongue swept across the shaft caused Tae-rim’s grip on his hair to tighten.

“Uht.”

A breathless moan pierced Ha-min’s ears, his own dick reacting involuntarily.  His mind swam, his vision blurring.

The small, shabby room grew damp. The sounds of wetness filled the air, making it thick with heat.  Tae-rim’s relaxed expression vanished, his gaze dropping languidly as he held Ha-min’s head, urging him to move.

“Wooop.”

The force of his grip pushed the dick further into Ha-min’s mouth, until there was no more room. Ha-min squeezed Tae-rim’s thigh, his eyes squeezed shut in pain.

“Ha… In and out… Don’t clench your teeth. That’s it.”

Tae-rim guided him with a wet voice, his fingers still gripping Ha-min’s head.  Uht… Physiological tears welled up in Ha-min’s eyes.  The dick, moving in and out of his throat, stole his breath, clouding his mind.

“Ha-uh…”

“Ha-min, you’re really… bad at this.”

Ha-min frantically moved his head, repeatedly inserting and withdrawing the dick, but his clumsy technique was nowhere near enough to bring Tae-rim to orgasm.  But Tae-rim’s words didn’t register with Ha-min. The throbbing dick blocked his airway, his mind in turmoil.  Yet, despite the urge to spit it out, Ha-min stubbornly continued to swallow the inserted dick.

“Hoo… Ha-min.”

“…Ughp.”

While it wasn’t close to orgasm, it was enough to heighten the excitement. Tae-rim was consumed by a base sexual desire—to cover that flushed, white face with his cum.

“Do you know… what you’re doing right now?”

Tae-rim chuckled, letting out a breathless laugh.  Unable to answer the teasing question, Ha-min just shook his head, his face contorted.  Looking down at him shaking his head with difficulty, Tae-rim smirked.

“Ha… This is called a blowjob.”

Hoo… Taking a deep breath, he added,

“Ha-min… you’re giving your hyung a blowjob right now.”

Tae-rim whispered softly, his hips moving slightly.  Wooop! Ha-min clawed at Tae-rim’s thighs. He couldn’t hear a word Tae-rim was saying. He just wanted it to end quickly.  At the same time, he felt a thrilling spark throughout his body.  His breath hitched, saliva dribbling from his lips, yet his dick remained hard. The humid air and heightened atmosphere were driving him mad.

Tae-rim, sensing this, his own arousal ignited by the clumsy blowjob, grabbed Ha-min’s head with a serious expression.

“Ha-min?”

At the sound of his name, Ha-min barely managed to look up. Tae-rim gently wiped the tears from his eyes.

“Let’s do it properly now.”

“…”

“Hyung wants to cum now.”

He announced it, then thrust his hips upward.

Thwack.

“Keuk!”

The dick slammed into Ha-min’s mouth, his testicles brushing against his lips.  Ha-min’s grip on Tae-rim’s thighs tightened, his eyelashes fluttering spasmodically.

“Ha… Good.”

Thwack thwack.

As if his mouth were a hole, Tae-rim thrust his hips, letting out a sigh.  He moved his hips, breathing heavily like a predator feasting.  Obscene flesh sounds and Ha-min’s gagging moans echoed through the room.  Tae-rim, his relaxed demeanor gone, was focused on thrusting.

It was on a completely different level from Ha-min’s previous attempts. The glans repeatedly brushed against his uvula and throat, dominating his mouth.  He fought to keep his teeth from clenching, his jaw aching.  His lips parted, making a tearing sound. Ha-min frantically scratched at Tae-rim’s legs.

“H… Uh…!”

“Hoo― Your mouth is too tight… Ha, my dick is cramped.”

Tae-rim, his eyes burning with excitement, furrowed his brows and curled his lips.  The intensely obscene sight brought Ha-min both pain and pleasure.

Physiological tears streamed down Ha-min’s cheeks.  Pre-cum flowed from his own aroused dick, mixing with his saliva and dripping down his chin.  Just as he thought his mouth would really tear…

Thwack!

“Kutt.”

“Ugh…!”

A violent thrust pushed the dick to the back of his throat, then pulled it out.  Ha-min gasped for air, like someone finding an oasis.  His knees buckled, and he collapsed, coughing violently.  But his relief was short-lived; a warm liquid splashed onto his face.

Ha-min stared up at Tae-rim with vacant eyes as the liquid hit him.  

Tae-rim, his own breath coming in ragged gasps, wore an overly satisfied smile.  He let out a breath, the heat still lingering.

“Hoo… I came.”

On his face.

He whispered, leaning down to meet Ha-min’s gaze.  The milky white cum was thickly splattered across Ha-min’s eyelashes, bridge of his nose, cheeks, and lips.  He looked at him with the eyes of a predator, examining the scene as if it were a masterpiece.  The thick, viscous fluid dripped from Ha-min’s face to the floor.  Ha-min couldn’t speak, couldn’t even close his mouth.

“…”

“It was better than I expected.”

He smiled gently, wiping the cum from Ha-min’s lips.  His lips, already red and swollen, puffed out even more.  He rubbed his thumb across the swollen lips, the milky liquid already gone, but still lingering with a sticky touch, gently stroking and wiping.

“Thank you.  You did well.”

And he smiled contentedly, a smile devoid of any falsehood, completely genuine.

**

A brother he doesn’t know.

There must be many such things. After all, all Ha-min knows about him is from that moment he saw him as a child. Even when he frequented Tae-in’s house to play, the brother wasn’t always there. In fact, his presence was rare. So when Ha-min asked Tae-in, “Where’s your brother Tae-rim?”, the answer was always either “studying” or “hanging out”. These were Tae-in’s only two responses.

From Tae-in’s repeated answers, it was clear that Tae-rim was dedicated to both studying and socializing. A brother who seemed like a model student, yet somehow didn’t. Ha-min realized this when he saw him smoking in the garden while wearing his school uniform. Tae-rim, whom Ha-min didn’t really know. A brother who always smiled at him and gently stroked his head, but was rarely home and always busy.

That day was the first time in three days that he met the brother. “Will I see him today?” He thought hopefully as he ran up the hill. As if answering his wish, a familiar figure appeared as he climbed. The brother in his school uniform. Ha-min, panting as he climbed, broke into a smile.

“Who’s that?”

But the brother wasn’t alone. Next to him in the same uniform was an older girl. As young Ha-min rushed over calling “Brother!”, the stranger looked him up and down as if he were something foolish and asked.

“The son from the supermarket down there.”

The brother replied, sounding excessively detached. Enough to make Ha-min, who had run to see him, feel small.

“Now even little kids are hanging around.”

“Why, he’s cute.”

The stranger muttered with a sneer, and Tae-rim smiled gently at young Ha-min. The brother ruffled Ha-min’s hair playfully as usual.

“Ha-min, did you come to play again today?”

He asked kindly as always, but Ha-min couldn’t hide his awkward expression. He just nodded hesitantly with a forced smile.

“Ask aunt to make you something delicious, and play well with Tae-in.”

The brother said goodbye as soon as they met. Then he walked away side by side with his girlfriend in the same school uniform. Unlike Ha-min, who had been eagerly waiting to see him for days, to the brother, this was nothing more than bumping into a neighborhood kid he found cute. Young Ha-min stood there, blankly watching the two figures disappear.

A brother he didn’t know. That sense of distance, kind yet not entirely so. An unfamiliar feeling.

Although the situation was completely different now, the emotion felt similar. “Thank you, well written.” A kind smile, but nothing more, nothing less than that – just the right amount of emotion without any excess. That purely grateful words and face. But there was nothing to complain about. It was a situation of his own making. It was something he started just to satisfy his own desires.

“Oppa, what’s wrong with your mouth?”

Ha-min snapped out of his thoughts and focused on Eun-soo in front of him. His hand was frozen in the position of reaching for a side dish. He suddenly became aware that he was in the school cafeteria.

Ha-min tilted his head momentarily at Eun-soo’s sudden question in the middle of eating, then let out a small “Ah” of realization.

He touched his lips, which were cracked along the wrinkle lines. It had happened this morning. Due to forcefully opening his mouth, not only the inside of his mouth but also his lips were cracked and split.

“I… I guess I was tired. When I woke up, it was like this.”

Ha-min hurriedly made an excuse, with a preemptively frightened expression.