ITDW 38

“…Yes… hyung, heugh.”

Jaeri placed his own hand over his. He was more at a loss with the light, brushing touches than with the overt ones. He wanted him to stop. He did not know how or where to put his arms and legs.

He did not remove his hand from his inner thigh and for a long time, slowly, he touched the tender flesh.

“…Hyung….”

“What.”

“…I’m, I’m erect….”

“I know.”

Once he became erect, it was difficult to endure the light touches without moving.

Jaeri brought his hand to his own penis. He glanced at him to see if he would stop him, then fiddled with the head with his fingers.

He wanted to touch it harder, but he felt he should not be moving his hand up and down while he was stroking his thigh. Pleasure, faithfully, piled up in layers.

“Ah, heugh….”

The hand that was caressing his thigh came inside his underwear. It gave him a tantalizing stimulation by tapping the part Jaeri was fiddling with.

“Agh… heugh.”

Jungyoon put his lips to Jaeri’s neck and sucked. Jaeri turned his head in the opposite direction, offering his neck even more.

Now he really wanted to stroke his penis, but he could not because his hand was hovering around it, touching the shaft.

Jaeri bit his lip and endured, then he had Jaeri stand up. Jaeri took his hand off his penis.

His hand went under his underwear again and caressed his buttocks. As his fingers slowly moved down the crack of his buttocks, Jaeri said.

“…I… I gave myself an enema.”

Jungyoon raised his eyebrows and looked at Jaeri.

“When.”

“…Earlier… when you told me to take a nap… I did it and then slept.”

Jungyoon’s hand withdrew from Jaeri’s body matter-of-factly.

“Bring the record sheet.”

“…Yes.”

Jaeri pulled up his slightly lowered pants and was about to go up to his room when he spoke from behind him.

“Stop.”

At those words, he stopped and turned to look at him, and Jungyoon said.

“Did you or did you not fill out the record sheet.”

“…I didn’t.”

“Then what are you going up to get?”

The end of Jungyoon’s sentence was sharp. Jaeri said in a barely audible voice.

“…To go write the record sheet….”

“I told you it’s useless if you make it up.”

“…But, the time was two hours ago, the temperature was 37.4 degrees. And I held it for 5 minutes. I’m not trying to make it up….”

“The problem is, you didn’t do it the way I told you to. I told you to record it right away.”

“……”

“Come here.”

Unable to find anything to say, Jaeri hesitantly approached him. He knelt right in front of him.

“You said you really wouldn’t forget and would do it well.”

“…Yes….”

Ever since he had taught him how to administer an enema, Jaeri had forgotten to record it. He had said back then that he really would not forget and would do it well. Jaeri hung his head low. An expression of ‘I didn’t mean for this to happen’ was written all over his face.

Jungyoon looked at Jaeri’s face with a complicated expression.

“Jaeri. What I tell you to do.”

“……”

“Is to put everything about you, whether it’s your body or anything else, in my hands.”

“…Yes.”

Jungyoon wanted to confirm if Jaeri understood his words. If he did not understand that his body now belonged to him, he intended to make it clear, even if it meant using direct language.

“If you’re going to play, play in the palm of my hand.”

“…Yes.”

Jaeri answered, looking crestfallen.

“Is it suffocating?”

Jaeri shook his head. He also answered with a small “No.”

“…I’ll play in the palm of your hand, hyung.”

“Good.”

Jungyoon’s and Jaeri’s eyes met. The emotion in the eyes looking down was indifferent.

“…Be, because it would be embarrassing if you made me give myself an enema in front of you, hyung. I did it beforehand. But I was afraid you’d scold me for doing it without permission…. That’s why I didn’t record it. Because I was doing it in secret…. It’s not that I forgot and didn’t record it.”

A faint light entered Jungyoon’s indifferent eyes.

“Why did you tell me yourself that you did it in secret.”

“Just, …th, that… playing with the toys… I wanted to do it quickly… so I told you.”

Jungyoon organized his thoughts for a moment.

More than he thought, it seemed he and Jaeri were a good match.

But how did he know about enema play? He would have to check if the safe search he had set up on Jaeri’s computer was working properly.

“Doing an enema without permission, and not filling out the record sheet, are both things to be scolded for, but,”

Jungyoon stroked Jaeri’s hair.

“…Yes.”

“Still, Jaeri knows right away what he did wrong when he does something wrong. I’m proud of you.”

“……”

Jaeri could not answer, as he could not tell from his voice alone whether he was genuinely proud or being sarcastic.

“…Bring one thing you want to play with and play.”

“One, thing?”

“Just one.”

Jaeri took out the three cases from the box he had placed on the table. He opened the cases and after a long deliberation, he chose the one that looked like a magic wand. Jungyoon laughed to himself when he saw what Jaeri had chosen. He had heard that that item was delicately designed to give immense pleasure if used correctly. And Jaeri had picked that exact one.

Jaeri brought it over and stood in front of Jungyoon, staring at him blankly.

“What.”

“…I chose, this.”

“Play with it. I’ve told you before. How to do it.”

“…By myself? Then….”

“I enjoy watching Jaeri play, so don’t worry.”

Jungyoon sat back deeply into the sofa. Jaeri looked at him with a woeful expression, but he did not seem like he would change his attitude. He thought that what he had said earlier must have been sarcastic.