Stranger

“… How did you know her name?”

“I saw her name tag, Mr. Jiho.”

I checked my name tag and then dusted it off for nothing. I never checked the name tag of a part-timer in my whole life. When I was about to open my mouth, the bell rang. A man wearing a padding jacket and dragging his slippers immediately walked to the refrigerator for alcohol.

Yeon Woojeong tapped the chair with his finger. Bothered by that sound, I waited for the man to come.

“You are polite, Mr. Kim Jiho.”

When I turned my head at his voice, he pointed to both my hands on the counter with his eyes. I ignored him and looked forward again.

The man, who filled his arms with soju and snacks like squids, put them on the counter. After scanning the barcode one by one, I asked,

“Would you like a plastic bag?”

“Then do I have to just hold these out?”

Crazy bastard. After imagining hitting his head with the soju bottle, I took a plastic bag and put them in. The man left after finishing his payment. Yeon Woojeong, who looked at the door where the man disappeared from for a while, turned his head and looked at me.

“Should I punish him?”

I’m not a kid, anyway. I was about to say I don’t need it, but I got a bit curious, so I asked back.

“How?”

“There’s no one in the world who has no dust on them at all.”

“… Forget it.”

His voice sounded spooky somehow, but it was like a joke. There were not one or two of them, and it was clear that this area would become a pit of dust if we checked on them all.

“Did you have no work today?”

“No. I have, but I just went home. I have to go early tomorrow.”

“Why?”

“Work, obviously.”

I nodded my head. I somehow felt comfortable looking at Yeon Woojeong sitting in a place I worked every day.

“What will you have for dinner?”

“Dunno.”

“Is there nothing you want to eat?”

“Ramyeon.”

“Ramyeon? It’s nice to eat ramyeon after a long time. We have to buy it from here.”

Time went by quickly as we talked about trivial things. After a part-timer for the next shift came, I changed my clothes, then I bought ramyeon and left.

Coming back home, I ate ramyeon, washed up, then went to the living room. There was Yeon Woojeong lolling on the chair. I sat next to him, and he turned his head to look at me.

“Is your work doable?”

“Yeah.”

“There’s a lot of such customers, isn’t there?”

“Not really.”

To call them rude customers, they were still people who talked a bit annoyingly. This kind of thing could happen anywhere, so it was still bearable.

Yeon Woojeong reached out his hand and caressed my head.

“Alright, good job. It must be hard.”

“Not really.”

It wasn’t that hard, but because Yeon Woojeong said it like that, I didn’t feel bad. That reminds me, today Seo Jihee said something to me.

“I was told I’m good at work.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It wasn’t empty talk.”

The gaze looking at me turned blank. What is it? I looked at him, but then Yeon Woojeong suddenly pulled my nape.

Our lips touched. The tongue entered through the parted lips. The flesh softly licked inside my mouth. I couldn’t move at all at the sudden contact and only blinked my eyes. The moment the pleasure faintly kicked in, starting from the flesh in my mouth, Yeon Woojeong detached himself.

Swallowing dry saliva, I let out a long breath. I furrowed my brows because of the moment I couldn’t understand.

“What is it?”

“Who told you to smile at someone else’s word? Making me jealous.”

Yeon Woojeong smiled. I obviously thought he was just saying it, but somehow, his smile looked odd.

Jealous? Yeon Woojeong is jealous?

I couldn’t really believe it. Yeon Woojeong was someone who felt far from such an emotion. But… it felt cool in my chest. His words sounded genuine. I wanted to believe so. 

An impulse I couldn’t hold back rose. I pulled Yeon Woojeong’s nape. I welcomed the approaching lips, and put my tongue in through the open gap. Our tongues mingled in an instant.

He wrapped his arms around my neck. Even though our tongues were touching, I wanted to reach far, far deeper. His body fell back as I pushed him.

“Mmm…”

I rubbed the touching lower bodies. An interjection flowed out as the swollen genitals rubbed against his legs. I poked under his tongue with the tip of my tongue. Grabbing my nape, Yeon Woojeong tickled it.

My head was hot. How could I feel good just by touching like this? However, I wanted to touch more, swallow more, and take everything away.

My hand went down. When I held the place that showed the same response as me, he moaned and threw back his head. I took out his genitals and stroked it. I rubbed mine on top of it. I liked the sensation felt in my palm. When I stroked them up as if squeezing, Yeon Woojeong raised his hip.

I let go of his lips, and when I grabbed the waist of his pants, he grabbed my hand.

“We can’t today.”

“Why?”

“I told you, I have to go early tomorrow.”

That was ridiculous. Both him and I were already erect like this. He said he got jealous. As I tried to pull down his pants while scowling at him, he furrowed his brows and laughed.

“We can have sex without insertion.”

“…”

“Wanna know how?”

Yeon Woojeong asked in a whisper. His voice softly crept up my arms and stuck gluey. Even though I knew it was a ruse to get me more thirsty, I took off my hands and nodded, and he slowly took off his pants and underwear. His bare legs were exposed straight from the navel because of the rolled up T-shirt. He raised both his legs and put them on one of my shoulders.

“Put it in.”

Yeon Woojeong put his hand between his thighs and beckoned with it. Looking at the firm, sticking thighs, I felt a bit different expectation. He slightly spread his legs. When I pushed my penis in between, his thighs were closed.

As he put in force, the muscle in his thighs appeared vivid, and clenched on my penis. Grabbing the gathered knees, I moved my hip. It felt soft yet firm, and it also felt lacking but satisfying. The rubbing sound stimulated my ears. Yeon Woojeong’s face, which looked up at me in a disorganized posture, also played a part. His eyes suddenly narrowed down.

“Jiho. Feels good?”

“…”

“Whenever you’re feeling like that, you open your mouth and can’t breathe out properly. How arousing is that, you don’t know it, do you?”

As I immediately closed my mouth, his smile thickened. Feeling sudden rage, I raised his legs, then I grasped tight the balls that were shown between his thighs. Yeon Woojeong tightened his legs and clenched down on my penis. Slowly moving my hip front and back, I moved my hand forward and pressed down on Yeon Woojeong’s penis with my palm.

“Ah, Jiho. Smile.”

“Why are you, keep asking me, to smile?”

“Because I want to see it. Your smile is too scarce.”

As I bit his calf, Yeon Woojeong let out a laugh. It felt like I got possessed whenever he laughed like that.

Yeon Woojeong twisted his thighs. It stimulated my penis that was rubbed between them. The kicking in pleasure permeated in my skin. Keeping his calf in my mouth, I grabbed and shook his thing.

“Ah, feels good…”

Yeon Woojeong, who relaxedly closed and opened his eyes, looked peaceful. I could enjoy Yeon Woojeong’s face, which slowly changed according to my touch. My body urged me to recall the memory when I embraced him more strongly and intensely, but this kind of atmosphere was not bad either. I rather wanted to stay longer.

What should I do so that Yeon Woojeong feels better? Thinking while shoving my penis between his legs, I moved back my hand that was holding Yeon Woojeong’s penis to push on his hole. He suddenly tightened his legs.

Yeon Woojeong opened his half-closed eyes and looked up at me. As I kept touching the soft yet dry entrance, he then jolted. When I pushed in a finger, his body suddenly turned stiff. He looked like he was analyzing me. I slowly pushed my finger to the end.

His inside tightly clenched on my finger. My neck stiffened when I thought of the movement that flinched and tightened on my thing. Crooking my finger, I pushed on his inside with my fingertip. On the place Yeon Woojeong liked, where he always jolted particularly more whenever I pushed there, a place only I knew.