DPGR 177

“Ahh…”

“Does it hurt?”

“Hhh, ah, n-no…”

“If it hurts… you have to say it. Promise.”

On the white sheets, Dojin and Jiho tangled together. Dojin was between Jiho’s legs, spreading his thighs wide as he pressed the tip of his cock against the twitching entrance.

He had worked Jiho open with his hand, his mouth, and again with his hand, so there shouldn’t have been pain, but even so Dojin watched his face closely as he pushed his hips down.

Unlike Jiho, who had already climaxed three times – once at the entrance, twice on the bed – Dojin had not come at all. His cock was swollen bigger than ever, the thick head pressing fearsomely against Jiho’s tight hole as it forced its way inside.

“Ugh.”

He had prepared him thoroughly until he was slick, but it had been a long time since they had last slept together. And Jiho, heated after already coming three times, clenched down on him, his inner walls gripping and squeezing around the cock that entered.

“Loosen, just a little…”

“Nngh, y-yeah.”

The pleasure was so great it threatened to blow his reason away. He had teased Jiho briefly earlier, but he didn’t want to be rough, so Dojin clenched his teeth and soothed him with his hands all over his body.

“Ahh, nghh…”

He tickled his side, pinched and twisted his hard nipples, and Jiho slowly began to lose tension. Only then did Dojin rotate his hips and slowly push deeper inside.

“Ah, ahh! There, hh!”

Jiho trembled after only a short time. As the squeeze tightened again, Dojin held back his climax and targeted that spot with hard thrusts.

“Ah, ah! Nnngh! Ahhh!”

Jiho’s thighs quivered where they were spread wide. His cock shook in the air with each push.

Dojin hugged him, chest to chest, and thrust harder. Jiho threw his head back, crying out.

“Ahhhk! H-hyung! I, I’m… c-coming…!”

“Ugh…”

Jiho’s cock rubbed and pressed against Dojin’s abs with each movement. Pleasure from both front and back crashed into him, and Jiho wept, shaking his head.

He didn’t even realize the sight itself turned Dojin on more. Dojin kissed his temple, licking away every tear rolling down, then slammed all the way in to the base.

“Haaah…!”

Jiho’s body stiffened and shuddered. Dojin felt his lower belly get wet as Jiho came again, while his own cock was buried deep inside him.

The already tight walls squeezed him mercilessly. Dojin couldn’t hold back, and he climaxed, moving his hips faintly as he smeared his cum inside to prolong the feeling.

“Ahh, nngh…”

Jiho whimpered, squirming weakly.

“Stop…”

“Too much?”

“…Feels like I’ll die.”

It almost sounded like he was whining. It was his fourth climax, no wonder he was drained. The last release had been so thin it barely looked like semen.

Dojin sat up and looked at Jiho’s limp cock, glossy with fluids. The pink flesh, wet and shiny, looked both cute and obscene.

“Ugh… Hyung?!”

“Ah.”

Dojin’s cock, still half inside Jiho, swelled again. Just the sight of Jiho’s spent cock aroused him.

“Why, why is it hard again…”

“Nngh, sorry. If you just lie still, I’ll do it myself…”

He said sorry, but his eyes burned hot as he looked down at Jiho. He shifted, angling to press the sweet spots again, heating Jiho’s body all over. Jiho, sensitive to pleasure, gave in with teary cries.

“Ahh, nngh! Uhhhn…!”

“Haa… Jiho…”

“T-there, hhh! Ahhh!”

And so it began again, lasting until dawn, until Jiho fainted mid-act. In this kind of endurance match, Jiho could never keep up with Dojin.

“Jiho?”

“……”

“…Sleep well, Jiho.”

Satisfied after finally letting it all out, Dojin pulled Jiho’s limp body into his arms. The sound of his breathing in his chest soothed him.

“Sweet dreams.”

At his whisper, Jiho smiled faintly, rubbing his face against Dojin’s chest. In the quiet room, sleep overtook Dojin too. It was the first deep sleep he had had in a long while.

***

“Want to go watch a movie after this is over?”

The day of the exam. Jiho held the lunchbox Dojin had packed for him as they drove toward the school.

On the way, Dojin kept talking, trying to ease his nerves. Knowing his worry, Jiho forced a smile to relax his stiff face.

“Do you want anything to eat? We could watch a movie, eat, and then head home. Ah, unless you’re tired…”

“No, I’m fine. I’m not tired.”

“Good. Then what do you want to eat?”

“I haven’t thought yet…”

“Then think about it slowly.”

Soon the car stopped. The school wasn’t far, so the drive hadn’t taken long.

Dojin parked in a quiet spot and reached over to the passenger seat, caressing Jiho’s cheek.

“Even if you make mistakes, it’s fine…”

“Hyung, anyone would think I’m taking the college entrance exam.”

Jiho said it on purpose, trying to sound brave, because Dojin seemed more nervous than he was.

Jiho’s smile made Dojin nod and smile back.

“Then, I’ll go.”

“Yeah. Call me when it’s over.”

Jiho waved at Dojin, grabbed his bag and the lunchbox, and got out of the car. He had acted composed in front of Dojin, but the moment Dojin disappeared from sight, his face stiffened.

“Ha…”

Inside the test hall, the tension rose. It was the first exam of his life. But the atmosphere was less rigid than he expected, and that helped. The other test takers around him all looked relaxed. Considering the difficulty of the elementary GED, there was no reason to be this nervous. Jiho found his seat, sat down, and calmed himself with deep breaths. His pounding heart eased a little. At last, the exam began.

***

Meanwhile, Dojin didn’t go home after dropping Jiho off. He parked in a nearby lot. It was Jiho who was taking the exam, yet Dojin kept fiddling with the ring on his left hand, showing his nerves.

‘Will he be alright without me there…?’

The worry weighed down on him, it felt like leaving a child by the water. He grew restless and kept checking the time.

He opened the book he had brought with him, but each time he failed to get through even one page before putting it down again. Each time he checked his watch, only a few minutes had passed.

Was the watch broken?

He frowned and checked his phone. It wasn’t the watch, it was his own warped sense of time.

“Haa…”

In the end, he left the car. He circled the area around the school and bought desserts from every cafe he saw. Later, Jiho would definitely nag that it was a waste of money to buy so much, but…

‘I need to do something.’

He couldn’t sit still. At least, walking around helped, and time finally started to pass.

By the time the sun had climbed high and was starting to sink, Dojin, arms full of dessert bags, got back in the car. He turned on the radio to cut the silence and sorted the desserts.

–It is now five o’clock.

It was about time Jiho’s exam would be over. Dojin’s fingers twitched anxiously against the steering wheel before he stepped out again. He parked near the school gate and stood waiting for Jiho.

‘I’m not even his parent.’

He knew how ridiculous he looked, but he couldn’t help it. Except for the time Jiho insisted on separate rooms after their fight, this was the first time they’d been apart like this.

“Ah…!”

Then, test takers of different ages began streaming out. Dojin craned his neck, searching for Jiho. At last, he spotted him in the distance. His mouth went dry, and he swallowed as he looked for Jiho’s expression. Jiho also spotted him and ran over quickly.

“Hyung!”

Jiho threw himself into Dojin’s arms. He buried his face in his chest and rubbed his forehead against him, so Dojin couldn’t read his expression.

There were so many things Dojin wanted to ask, but he held back, only patting his shoulder.

“You did well.”

At those gentle words, Jiho lifted his head and smiled brightly. It wasn’t forced. Seeing Jiho’s confident expression, Dojin finally relaxed.

“I think I did well.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. The answers will be posted on the education office website tomorrow, so I can check then.”

Whether it was real confidence or not, Jiho grinned the whole time, chattering about how the exam went, how the lunchbox was, and so on.

“Well done. You’ve grown up, Jiho.”

“Hee.”

Relieved, Dojin ruffled his messy hair. It felt like time, which had stopped, was finally moving again.

***

The self-check results came out as expected. The level wasn’t difficult, so passing was a given.

But Dojin was still proud. Even if Jiho had gotten into Seoul National University, he couldn’t have been prouder than this.

“You did so, so well. You really worked hard.”

It was Jiho’s first exam ever. He could have mis-marked the answer sheet, or gotten sick and failed to finish. But Jiho completed it on time and even checked his answers twice. Once he started, he had forgotten his nerves and calmly focused only on the questions.

No wonder Dojin was proud. He hugged Jiho tightly, swaying him side to side, and kissed his face all over.

“You’re great. You’re amazing. You’re beautiful.”

“Hyung! That tickles!”

Jiho, full of pride, laughed in his arms.

Under the summer sunlight streaming through the wide windows, their happiness shone at 100%.

It was a day overflowing with love.