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“It’s unnecessarily too bulky.”
Joohwan lightly jabbed Moon Dowon’s chest, complaining quietly at the hypnotized gaze Siho was giving him.
He looked jealous, but his face didn’t seem to dislike it at all.
“If you’re jealous, then work out and get bigger.”
Joohwan was disgusted by Moon Dowon’s provocation.
He said that only a necessary amount of muscle was needed and that too much was no good.
Despite that, one could tell that Joohwan and Kang Taeyun had good bodies just by the fit of their clothes.
‘Only I am scrawny.’
Siho decided that when he returned, he would start exercising to build up his body.
With his humble physique, he called out to the three men.
“Excuse me, but… I can’t swim.”
“What’s the problem with that? We can just teach you.”
“…I don’t have clothes either.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. Clothes, underwear, and swimwear—everything has been prepared and set up.”
Joohwan revealed his confidence, saying that all preparations were complete from the moment they decided to spend the night at the hotel.
He seemed to think he had prepared everything without lacking anything, but to Siho, it looked like a trap designed to leave him no corner to escape to.
“Shall I take it off?”
Kang Taeyun, who had approached, wrapped his arms around Siho’s waist and touched the hem of his shirt.
Startled, Siho quickly grasped his large, fast-moving hand and blinked rapidly.
“You mean, take it off right here…?”
“Why, are you uncomfortable?”
He sent a gentle look, as if asking what the problem was with just stripping off his upper clothing among the same gender.
He meant wouldn’t it be better to just take off what was going to be taken off anyway, right now?
“Of course… I will take it off, but this is also the place where we just finished our meal…”
“You’re right, that was too hasty. If I told him to take it off here, I would be embarrassed too. Thinking it was dessert.”
Joohwan threw a small joke with a straight face.
It seemed intended as a joke, but it looked like he meant it sincerely.
Just as Siho thought he couldn’t let his guard down for a moment, Joohwan grabbed his wrist and led him to a room set up like a changing room.
That room was filled with items necessary for swimming, as if a whole swimwear rental shop had been moved there.
“…Is something like this possible?”
“What is there that can’t be done?”
Joohwan lightly patted Siho’s shoulder, saying that Siho’s lover had more than enough ability for that.
“What are you guys going to wear?”
“Anything.”
Moon Dowon, saying he wasn’t interested in design, picked up a hanger in front of him. It was a dazzling neon color.
“I was going to go for that tone. Then I’ll take this one.”
Joohwan expressed disappointment, then soon rummaged through a few items and pulled out a leopard-print pattern.
It was a pattern that ordinary people wouldn’t dare to wear.
“If I wear this, you’re going to fall for me again.”
He confidently held the swimsuit up to the mirror, tilting his angles this way and that.
Perhaps because of his good looks and height, the unconventional pattern suited him like a custom fit.
“That’s like Joohwan.”
Kang Taeyun gently curved his eyes and chose his, then gave an order for Moon Dowon and Joohwan to change and leave.
Even when Siho said he would wait until he chose his, Kang Taeyun chased them out, saying he couldn’t concentrate.
More accurately, Moon Dowon claimed he needed to do some light pumping for his chest muscles, and they disappeared with Joohwan.
“What are you going to wear?”
“Why?”
“I’m going to wear the same one.”
Siho didn’t think Kang Taeyun would wait for him just for that reason.
If Moon Dowon and Joohwan were here, they would have said they would wear the same thing, and all four would have inadvertently worn matching clothes for swimming.
Not two, but four people. It would have felt like a uniform, not a couple’s look.
“I’m going to wear this one…”
Unlike the two men who only chose bottoms intending to go shirtless, Siho picked a rash guard set, top and bottom.
This was to cover his body as much as possible.
“If that’s what you’re wearing, I’ll take this one too.”
“Aren’t you uncomfortable?”
“Do I look like I enjoy exposure?”
“No.”
Siho had never seen Kang Taeyun wear revealing clothing.
He was always neat, not flashy like Joohwan or wearing tight clothes like Moon Dowon.
‘What a waste… to cover up a body like that.’
The desire to strip him rose precisely because he was hiding it.
Having lived an ascetic life, his hidden lust kept bursting out.
Kang Taeyun gently stroked Siho’s cheek.
“Shall we go change?”
“I can manage by myself—”
“We’re just changing clothes. Why be formal with another man?”
His words were persuasive.
He wasn’t suggesting doing anything else, just changing clothes.
Siho nodded, feeling like he would seem strange if he kept refusing.
“Okay. But, let’s not look at each other.”
They were dating, after all.
Even if he didn’t want to be conscious of it, it was true that he was concerned.
He was about to turn his back when he asked about the place they would change.
Instead of answering, Kang Taeyun closed and locked the door and gave a refined smile.
“We’re going to change right here.”
“…”
“Should I help you?”
Before the question was finished, Kang Taeyun’s hand touched the hem of Siho’s shirt.
The hand that wrapped around his waist pulled his shirt up halfway, and his dry body was revealed, along with his distinct pink nipples.
Startled by the first sight of his naked torso, Siho dropped the rash guard he was holding and grabbed Kang Taeyun’s hand.
“I-I’ll do it.”
“You’re even prettier than I imagined.”
“…”
“So small and cute, enough to make me want to bite.”
Kang Taeyun touched the small protrusion with his hand, his gaze burning intensely.
Siho’s shoulder flinched reflexively even though it was only a touch.
“It only touched you, and it hardened.”
“That’s because you touched it…”
“Is that so? Then, how about here?”
Kang Taeyun pressed his lower body close, nudging the area between Siho’s thighs.
His ears flushed red at the secretive, whispering tone, like a seduction.
“Here…”
He should have said it was a simple physiological phenomenon, but his mouth wouldn’t open.
Kang Taeyun’s thumb, which had been resting on his nipple, brushed over it again.
“Hut.”
“If it hardens without even being touched, were you waiting for it? You were like this last time too. You’re so lewd, Seo Siho.”
The day Kang Taeyun was referring to was when they were alone at home.
A similar situation had occurred then, with Siho’s front becoming heavy without any particular action.
He had managed to escape then, but now Kang Taeyun’s eyes made him completely trapped, like in a noose.
“Tell me, Siho.”
“…Hoo.”
“The truth is, weren’t you waiting? For me to do this?”
With his free hand, Kang Taeyun softly stroked Siho’s bottom.
The stimulation was multiplied even though he hadn’t touched the front, making Siho feel dizzy from head to toe.
“…We only agreed to change clothes.”
“Yes. I was going to, but your body is too honest, so I thought I’d help a little.”
“No, if I sing the national anthem, it will soon… Hng.”
A moan, like a whimper, escaped Siho’s mouth without him realizing it.
He bit his lip with a surprised face, but his cheeks flushed with uncontrollable embarrassment.
At the explosive color, Kang Taeyun chuckled, pulling his lips into a long line.
“If we keep going like this, you’ll be sucked dry soon.”
Kang Taeyun tapped the acutely erect nipple with his index finger.
He said he would help since he was partly responsible for this state and cupped it with his hand.
If it were Joohwan, he would have immediately acted, but Kang Taeyun seemed to have no intention of doing anything until he got an answer.
“Don’t you like it?”
He asked cleanly, with a flawless smile.
He seemed to want Siho to answer ‘Yes’ to the question of whether he didn’t like it.
Because then he could continue the foreplay as a form of punishment.
“You’re this pretty.”
“…”
“Just once, let me suck you, Siho.”
He smiled kindly, looking at Siho, who wouldn’t answer till the end.
Siho bit his lip against the heat that surged up like a head rush.
“If you’re worried about leaving a mark, I won’t leave one.”
“…How can you suck it without leaving a mark?”
Even if Siho was inexperienced, he knew that an area would turn red if it was sucked.
As he finally managed to pull his lips away to answer, Kang Taeyun briefly kissed the teeth marks etched on his shoulder.
“I promise. I will only suck it, without leaving a mark.”
Following his low whisper, his moist breath touched Siho’s shoulder and withdrew.
Siho’s long, dense eyelashes fluttered at the ticklish yet thrilling sensation.
“…Only for a little while, then.”
Siho also felt disappointed to stop now.
As he completely stripped off his top, Kang Taeyun carefully pushed him toward the wall.
“Really, nowhere else. You have to promise…?”
“I promise.”
Siho’s voice trembled from the high tension.
When he asked in a low tone, Kang Taeyun’s gentle eyes narrowed slightly, curving like a crescent moon.
“I promise.”
As if he had been waiting, Kang Taeyun buried his mouth in Siho’s chest.
The exact same sensation that had touched his lips was now conveyed to his chest, causing his feet to keep curling up.
Kang Taeyun’s parted lips enclosed the nipple, and his moist tongue hovered around the areola.
The movement of his hair with his actions was ticklish.
Siho’s body reacted to the small actions, tensing up even though he was leaning against the wall.
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