Light Mr. XX

Kim Min-seok couldn’t deny the sexual arousal he felt from the situation and the man before him. Despite his mind screaming that this was wrong, his breath quickened, and his body grew hotter.

“Choi Sang-hyuk, we shouldn’t be doing this. I’m not really Seo Ha-yoon; I’m Kim Min-seok. If we do this, aren’t you cheating on him?”

Kim Min-seok swallowed hard as he gazed at Choi Sang-hyuk’s muscular torso, now fully exposed with his shirt removed.

“Cheating?”

Choi Sang-hyuk let out a soft chuckle.

“I like that. Seo Ha-yoon screwed me over, so I might as well screw around with you, Kim Min-seok. It’s a fitting payback.”

Despite his reserved demeanor, Choi Sang-hyuk was quite articulate.

He swiftly removed Kim Min-seok’s shirt. Without thinking, Kim Min-seok raised his arms to help, then mentally kicked himself. What are you doing, Kim Min-seok? Are you really about to have sex with a man?!

“I’m sorry, Choi Sang-hyuk, but I can’t do this. I just can’t.”

Kim Min-seok summoned every ounce of his moral upbringing.

“Your words and actions don’t match,” Choi Sang-hyuk said, unbuckling Kim Min-seok’s pants and unzipping them. He traced the outline of Kim Min-seok’s erection through his underwear.

“Ah!”

The mere touch sent a jolt through Kim Min-seok’s body, his hips bucking involuntarily. His vision blurred with pleasure. It felt incredible. He found himself grinding against Choi Sang-hyuk’s hand, unable to stop. He wanted more, yet also wanted it to stop.

“Choi Sang-hyuk…”

Kim Min-seok gazed at him with pleading, wet eyes. Choi Sang-hyuk’s expression flickered briefly before he swiftly removed Kim Min-seok’s pants and underwear.

“Even without your memories, your body is honest. Look at this. I’ve barely touched you, and you’re already dripping.”

“That’s not… ah…”

Choi Sang-hyuk rubbed the tip of Kim Min-seok’s cock with his fingertips, sending shivers through his body. The head was already slick with precum, intensifying every touch.

“Always dripping and clinging to me, yet your mouth says otherwise,” Choi Sang-hyuk mocked, though without malice.

“Ugh…”

Kim Min-seok bit his lip, his body trembling with need. He craved the next touch.

“Tell me, Seo Ha-yoon. Do you want me to do it or not?”

Choi Sang-hyuk tapped the tip of Kim Min-seok’s cock lightly with his finger, asking the question that burned in Kim Min-seok’s mind. Shame flooded him, but the desire in front of him was even greater.

“…Please…”

Kim Min-seok whispered, his voice barely audible. Choi Sang-hyuk raised an eyebrow, feigning difficulty in hearing.

“I can’t hear you. Do you want me to do it or not?”

“…Yes, please! Damn it!”

Kim Min-seok finally succumbed to the desire before him, shouting in frustration. Choi Sang-hyuk smirked, one corner of his mouth lifting slightly. He leaned in, pressing his lips firmly against Kim Min-seok’s.

The kiss was intense and raw, a mix of sucking, licking, and biting. Choi Sang-hyuk gripped Kim Min-seok’s cock, stroking it firmly as their lips remained locked. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure through Kim Min-seok’s body, his hips moving in sync with Choi Sang-hyuk’s hand.

“Huh, uh, ah, ugh….”

Moans escaped Kim Min-seok’s lips, sounding foreign even to his own ears. He tried to suppress them, but the sensations were overwhelming. His entire body was consumed by a sweet, electric pleasure that left him craving more. A deep, insatiable ache throbbed within his lower abdomen.

“You know what? You’re already so wet back there,” Choi Sang-hyuk whispered, his hot breath against Kim Min-seok’s ear as he lightly traced the cleft of his buttocks with a finger. In that moment, Kim Min-seok realized the source of the strange longing he’d been feeling—Seo Ha-yoon’s body craved penetration.

“Ah!”

Choi Sang-hyuk pumped Kim Min-seok’s cock vigorously with one hand while pressing a finger against his entrance with the other. The sensation was so intense that Kim Min-seok cried out, his body trembling with anticipation. His entrance quivered, eager for more.

“Just a little touch and you’re dripping wet, front and back. If this isn’t Seo Ha-yoon, then who is it?”

Choi Sang-hyuk teased, circling his thumb around the slick tip of Kim Min-seok’s erection. The sensitive flesh sent jolts of pleasure coursing through him, and he gripped Choi Sang-hyuk’s arm tightly.

“…I want to come….”

Kim Min-seok murmured, unaware he was speaking aloud, his voice filled with desperation.

“Do you want me to make you come?”

Choi Sang-hyuk whispered in his ear, nipping at the lobe. Even this slight touch sent waves of sensation through Kim Min-seok’s hypersensitive body.

“Beg me to make you come. Then I’ll let you come as much as you want.”

“…Ugh….”

Kim Min-seok hesitated, his lips trembling. Choi Sang-hyuk deliberately stroked his cock lightly, creating a wet, teasing sound.

“Huh, ah.”

Frustrated moans escaped Kim Min-seok’s lips. He wanted Choi Sang-hyuk to stroke him harder, to bring him to climax, but Choi Sang-hyuk showed no sign of relenting.

“Plea…”

Kim Min-seok dug his nails into Choi Sang-hyuk’s arm, taking a deep breath before finally uttering the words.

“…Make me come, please.”

“Good.”

Choi Sang-hyuk’s victorious smile signaled his acceptance. From that moment, his hand moved swiftly and forcefully. He stroked Kim Min-seok’s cock from base to tip, the wet sounds of friction filling the air.

“Ah, uh, uh, ah.”

Kim Min-seok was swept away by the waves of pleasure Choi Sang-hyuk delivered. As he mindlessly moaned, racing towards his climax, he suddenly felt a finger slowly press against his entrance.

“Uh?!”

Before he could protest, the finger had already breached him. It slid in effortlessly, and to Kim Min-seok’s surprise, his body welcomed it, clenching around the intrusion. What should have felt strange and uncomfortable instead ignited a deep, throbbing anticipation within him.

“No, not there,” Kim Min-seok gasped, his words contradicting his body’s eager response. It was a futile attempt at maintaining some semblance of control.

“You need something back there to come properly,” Choi Sang-hyuk explained, his finger moving gently in and out. The sensation sent jolts of pleasure coursing through Kim Min-seok, his cock throbbing and ready to burst.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! What… ah!”

The dual stimulation was overwhelming. Kim Min-seok’s body moved in sync with Choi Sang-hyuk’s finger, his hips bucking involuntarily. Each thrust sent waves of ecstasy crashing over him, building to an intense crescendo.

“Stop, please…” Kim Min-seok begged, tears welling in his eyes from the sheer intensity. His body moved fluidly, completely consumed by the raw, unfamiliar pleasure.

“It’s okay, just let go,” Choi Sang-hyuk commanded, his voice firm and strangely alluring in that moment. The swelling sensation within Kim Min-seok was on the verge of exploding. He clung to Choi Sang-hyuk’s arm, his nails digging into the flesh as he cried out his name.

“Choi Sang-hyuk… Choi Sang-hyuk… ah, ah… Choi, Choi Sang-hyuk!”

As the overwhelming pleasure reached its peak, Kim Min-seok shouted Choi Sang-hyuk’s name, his body convulsing with release. Hot semen spurted from his erection, and his entrance clenched tightly around Choi Sang-hyuk’s finger, milking every last wave of pleasure.

“Ah…… huh….”

The intense sensation from his climax quickly subsided, but the lingering pleasure from within was slow to fade. Kim Min-seok panted, his body trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm. The unfamiliar, intense pleasure had completely overwhelmed him. If this was what sex was supposed to feel like, he thought, he could understand why people sought it out, even for just one night.

As Kim Min-seok’s breathing began to steady, a semblance of rationality returned, sneaking back into his consciousness. Despite this, he could still feel the finger inside him, his body clenching around it, and his face flushed with embarrassment. It felt as though he had experienced a lifetime’s worth of shame and humiliation in a single moment.

Instinctively, he knew there was more pleasure to be had, but the fleeting return of his rational mind wouldn’t allow it. Kim Min-seok quickly pulled himself away, dislodging the finger from within him. Choi Sang-hyuk’s eyes still burned with intensity, one eyebrow raised in a silent, accusatory question. The look in his eyes spoke volumes, as if saying, “You’re not going to leave after getting yours, are you?”