TSOTI – Chapter 4.6

“Hyung is so fucking lewd. Even the way you’re holding piss inside…… It’s too much, I don’t even know how to handle it.”

Chup. Chup.

Seungbin kissed Doyoung’s lips again and pulled away. He stared for a long moment at Doyoung’s melted face, then licked his own wet lips.

Seungwoo’s fingers found Seungbin’s parted lips. While rubbing the slick mouth, he chewed Doyoung’s earlobe again. Extending his tongue, he licked the ear until the eardrum was thoroughly wet, caressing it. Filled with two cocks and their piss, Doyoung felt as though his body might melt away completely.

“Pussy. If you hold piss in too long, it’ll hurt you. Your pussy will get ruined.”

At Seungwoo’s words, Doyoung nodded carefully. He wished time could freeze with the piss still inside him, but he also knew it wouldn’t be good for his body.

Doyoung took the hands the two men offered and rose from his seat. As the cocks slipped out, yellow liquid poured from the suddenly empty pussy. Though he knew he had to let the piss out, he hated the thought of it leaving, so unconsciously he clenched his vagina and sealed the entrance. Of course, it couldn’t close completely, so piss leaked steadily through the tiny gap.

Shhhhhh.

Seungwoo lifted Doyoung into his arms. Water cascaded loudly off their bodies. Carrying him out of the tub, he set him gently on the warm bathroom floor.

“Pussy. Now piss in front of us. Like you did on the beach earlier. Squat and piss from your pussy.”

What Seungwoo wanted was even more degrading than before. It was no different from completely denying his own masculinity despite possessing both genitals.

But Doyoung didn’t dislike it. Right now, only the instinct of a bitch receiving a male’s organ remained in him. As long as it excited him, as long as it could make a male hard, there was nothing he wouldn’t do.

Doyoung squatted in place. Spreading his thighs to the sides, his pussy opened, and piss began to drip out in trickles.

He released the tension he’d been holding in his pussy. Just like on the beach earlier, he spread the hole wide and let the piss inside flow without hesitation. Not from his cock—from Doyoung’s pussy. The vivid yellow stream was unmistakably urine to anyone who saw it.

In front of the two watching men, Doyoung pissed from his pussy. The liquid escaping the small hole fell to the floor, staining the white tiles yellow until the flow finally stopped.

“Mmmng…….”

The gazes of the two men watching him piss from his pussy burned hot. Like the summer sun scorching every inch of skin red, they heated him so fiercely. Doyoung accepted the pleasurable stimulation with his whole body and emptied every last drop of piss from inside. Though it wasn’t real urination, the pleasure surpassed even that. Until the thin stream dwindled and cut off completely, he released it all.

“I’m done…….”

His voice was frail, like a kitten seeking praise from its mother. A brief silence swept over the three, and only the small sound of water droplets falling echoed in the bathroom.

“Hup!”

The quiet that had settled in the bathroom shattered when the two men rushed Doyoung at once, pouring rough kisses on him. Unable to contain the emotions exploding within them, they hugged him tightly and devoured his mouth. Doyoung mixed tongues with them mindlessly, blissfully.

Before long, the two men sandwiched Doyoung between them, bodies pressed close. Still, rigid cocks rubbed between his thighs and along his ass cleft, unleashing overflowing desire. Once again, the three bodies joined. An act no one refused—promiscuous play began anew.

***

Smack. Smack.

Midday in the room. Doyoung lay naked, pressed between the two men. The sun had long since climbed high, yet the three showed no sign of leaving the bed. Even after a night of ceaseless acts, their desire showed no sign of fading.

At least Doyoung—overwhelmed by exhaustion—occasionally drifted into brief unconsciousness, but even while he slept, the two men continued their relentless play.

When Doyoung finally opened his eyes in the morning, rising arousal pulled a moan from him and chased sleep away. After receiving their piss in his pussy in the bathroom yesterday, they had not stopped pissing on his body.

At first, only in the pussy, but later they buried cocks in his anus and pissed there too. They even fucked him in that state.

Each deep thrust made piss leak from the hole and spray everywhere. At the same time, the liquid filling his belly sloshed vividly.

After filling every hole with cum and piss, pulling out, and repeating until Doyoung fainted, the two men washed him and moved to the bedroom. Then they began fucking again. Doyoung’s two pussies got no rest at all.

“Haheung, ngh…… Heungh, ngh.”

Even through such grueling acts, Doyoung never once refused them. Even if he lost consciousness and collapsed, he had no intention of stopping.

Because this was what Doyoung wanted too. To be fucked until no thoughts remained, until nothing was left in his mind. That was the moment he craved most. So once again, he mingled bodies with them and erased himself.

“Ah, eat this, hyung.”

Seungbin scooped a heaping spoonful of rice topped with side dishes and held it out to Doyoung. Doyoung waved his hands, insisting he could eat by himself, yet kept laughing—he clearly didn’t dislike it.

“No way. I have to feed our hyung a lot. So just open up and let me feed you, okay?”

Though it should have been familiar by now, watching them bicker over meals every time was so cute that Seungwoo couldn’t help chuckling.

He knew Seungbin better than anyone. Having grown up almost alone together since childhood, he perhaps understood him even better than their parents. Always playfully seeking affection from Doyoung, yet every bit of it came from genuine feeling—Seungwoo knew that.

Doyoung seemed to know too. When the two had asked if he saw them the same, he’d apologized.

Not wanting to burden Doyoung, Seungwoo laughed it off. He had no intention of monopolizing Doyoung out of selfishness. Not because his feelings were small. Because he didn’t want to hurt Seungbin. Though different in texture from what he felt for Doyoung, Seungbin was just as precious to him. Doyoung’s preciousness matched Seungbin’s. That was the reason, if there was one.

But contrary to his wishes, time kept flowing, and soon the day Doyoung would leave drew near. That fact weighed heavily on Seungwoo’s heart. Nothing in their relationship had been settled yet. Unlike him, Seungbin’s heart was soft and fragile—he worried it would be wounded.

Of course, he hated it too. Doyoung is leaving like this.

But the two men could not leave the island, and Doyoung could not stay forever. Sending him away was right, yet against reason, his heart kept turning toward Doyoung.

Only one week remained. Nothing could have changed this situation at that time. Seungwoo could only hope Seungbin would be hurt a little less. And he himself too……

“I’m full now. Stop. No more.”

“Huh? No way. Just a little more. Yes, hyung?”

Doyoung seemed naturally thin no matter how much he ate, yet Seungbin—who had been desperately trying to fatten him up—finally had to set the spoon down when Doyoung refused more. Still, delighted, he planted loud kisses on Doyoung’s puffed cheeks and even fed him water.

Only after all that commotion did the meal finally end. Seungwoo carried out the empty trays. If Seungbin handled cooking, Seungwoo did the dishes. Doyoung simply had to enjoy the meals they prepared.

When Seungwoo finished dishes, showered, and returned, the already-washed Doyoung and Seungbin lay side by side on the floor reading comics. The sight was so cute, Seungwoo chuckled unconsciously.

Doyoung munched on a crisp green apple while reading. He didn’t eat much rice, but he ate fruit well. Seungbin had noticed and always made sure to buy fruit whenever he could, even though it wasn’t easy to get on the island.

“Hyung showered too?”

Crunch. Crunch.

Seungbin asked while holding the leftover apple core and scraping the remaining flesh. Seungwoo ruffled his hair once and sat beside him. In his hand was the usual book. Whenever he had free time, Seungwoo read silently like this.

“…….”

Doyoung stared openly at Seungwoo, opening his book. Damp hair ends still dripped, large hands holding the book while quietly turning pages. His hands were so big that one could cover the entire book. It looked almost like an adult holding a child’s toy.

Doyoung silently took in his appearance. Even in loose clothes, the muscles stood out clearly—a body clearly suited to rolling in dirt and sweat. Yet his face was sharp, so holding a book suited him just as well.

Perhaps because his usual demeanor felt somewhat cold, it seemed that way more. The way he read, the cynical tone he sometimes used—similar impressions.

Come to think of it, the two were terribly different. If Seungwoo was cool on the surface yet subtly affectionate, Seungbin—with his younger energy—was full of aegyo and always bright. Though both fucked roughly during sex, the way they treated Doyoung normally was opposite.

How had he come to hold both such different men in his heart? Truly not a single similarity between them.

Human hearts are so fickle. He had thought mixing bodies without emotion would be fine just the other day, yet before he knew it, feelings had grown, and he began wanting emotion. And now he held both men in his heart.

Because he had been so happy with them on this island. He had tasted happiness he’d never known in his entire life in this short time here.

Perhaps it was only natural to dream of such luxury.

“Ah…….”

Thinking that made Doyoung’s mouth feel bitter. The thought that these two might be the last people to come to him made him depressed. He would have to leave this place soon. Though no fixed future awaited him, he still had to graduate from school, find a job, and gain enough self-sufficiency to survive.

If Doyoung had had a slightly more comfortable life—if he hadn’t had to worry about staying warm in the winter cold, hadn’t had to eat near-expired triangle kimbap to fill an empty stomach—then he would have gladly stayed.

But reality was harsh. Returning to Seoul now, he had not a single won left. He had always lived bleakly and poorly, but never with his pockets this empty. To make up for it, he would likely have to live even more exhaustingly than before.

Doyoung quietly chewed his lip. He had no intention of turning away from the cruel future awaiting him, but right now, he didn’t want to think about it. He had little time left. He wanted to enjoy a little more happiness before leaving.

These moments had never been permitted to him anyway. Since he had already broken taboos and committed deviation, he wanted to be free while here.

Even if the connection could never last…… Here, at least, it had been more precious than anything. That was why Doyoung wanted to savor life on Half-Moon Island more. Like a terminal patient counting remaining days, he decided to embrace each moment like this.

“I want to do that again.”

At Doyoung’s abrupt words, Seungwoo—who had been reading—and Seungbin—who had just finished scraping the apple core onto the plate—both looked at him at once. Doyoung’s face flushed under their gazes. Still, having spoken, he finished what he wanted to say.

“That thing…… from back then…… The one that hurt me…….”

At Doyoung’s shy reply, Seungwoo and Seungbin immediately recalled the dog play they had done on the beach.

“Now?”

“Yeah. Now.”

Both looked extremely surprised. Doyoung had never before initiated and said he wanted something, so the situation felt somewhat unfamiliar.

“If you want it, we should.”

“Mmmng.”

“But…… right now might be difficult?”

Of course, the two had no reason to refuse. Rather, if Doyoung wanted it, they would welcome it. But stripping him naked right now, collaring him, and walking the beach was impossible. Back then, it had been night, and they could be certain no one was on the beach, but now it was bright daylight. Setting aside how unhealthy it was to walk naked under sunlight, the risk of exposure to others could not be ignored.

“Then doing it at home…….”

“It won’t feel the same at home.”

Doyoung’s expression turned sullen. Had wanting to feel that thrilling sensation again been too greedy? Was he acting too much like a thoughtless child throwing a tantrum?

“Let’s just have sex for now. We can go out tonight or something.”

Seungwoo offered a reasonable compromise. Doyoung wanted slightly stronger pleasure like before, but sex alone could still let him feel loved by them, so he nodded.

“Come here.”

Seungwoo set his book down and opened his arms. Doyoung hesitated a moment, feeling a little shy, then carefully rose and sat on Seungwoo’s lap.

Seungwoo’s large lap fits Doyoung’s small frame perfectly. Though clearly male in build, Doyoung could always sit comfortably on both Seungwoo’s and Seungbin’s laps without strain. Like perfectly tailored clothing, Doyoung nestled deep into Seungwoo’s embrace and kissed him. Seungbin approached, too, waiting for his turn.

“Mmmng. Ngh…….”

Melted by a single kiss, Doyoung let out cute kitten-like sounds. The two men gazed at the small white cat purring lewdly in heat with eyes full of love. Seungbin carefully lifted Doyoung’s top. When the white short-sleeved T-shirt came off, Doyoung’s hair fluffed messily.

“Cute.”

Like a cat with puffed fur—making him look even cuter. Unable to resist, Seungbin planted loud kisses on Doyoung’s cheeks in affection. Slightly dazed eyes and faintly parted pink lips. If a cock were stuffed in there, making him whine, it would be even cuter. Lips born to suck cock looked prettiest when stuffed.

“Lift your hips. Let’s take off the panties.”

Of course, Doyoung wasn’t wearing any. Since arriving here, he had lived with only short pants over his bare pussy. Seungwoo knew this perfectly well but deliberately said “panties.” Because he wanted to see Doyoung get shy.

“Mmmng. Like this?”

Doyoung blushed deeply and shyly lifted his small hips. He cooperated by raising one side at a time as Seungwoo removed the pants. Instantly naked again, Doyoung—embarrassed—drew his legs in to hide below. Even after spreading his pussy so many times for them, he still tried to cover himself when undressing alone.

“I can’t see your pussy. Show it.”

Seungwoo lightly scolded. Doyoung felt truly like a child, but the situation was embarrassing yet good. When he shyly spread his thighs, the two men approached. Reaching out at the same time to touch the opened pussy, they each latched onto one nipple as if planned.

“Aah, good…….”

Both men buried their faces in his chest and sucked Doyoung’s nipples. Like having huge udders attached, Doyoung threw his head back, moaning with both men hanging from him. As both nipples were sucked, arousal swelled instantly. Warm softness teased the pointed tips, suction pulling as if to draw them in, wetting his pussy quickly.

“Pussy’s wet…… If you suck my nipples like that…… Mmmng. Pussy’s leaking…….”

At Doyoung’s whining, both men’s cocks surged with blood. Shy and flustered just from undressing, yet once aroused, he casually spewed filthy words. Without realizing how much that drove men mad. With innocent eyes, he kept driving them insane.

“Shall we check how wet our pussy is?”

Seungwoo whispered after releasing the nipple. The two pulled away from Doyoung’s chest and flipped him onto his stomach. The labia swelled thickly, the parted slit prominent. Like splitting an oyster full of water, Seungwoo spread the gap between the wings. Accumulated fluid poured out with a ‘drip’. Looking like a freshly shucked clam spurting water, the two burst into laughter.

“Filthy. You gush just from being touched.”

Smack. Smack.