TSOTI – Chapter 3.9

After all was said and done, meat was the best. Having devoured dinner with grand enthusiasm, the three naturally set up their drinking session as always. They had been holding back on alcohol due to supply issues, but now with the stock replenished, they drank like unleashed colts.

“Hng!”

In high spirits, Seungwoo and Seungbin stripped Doyoung bare and placed him on the table. Then they poured beer over his body.

“Cold, it’s cold! Don’t, don’t do that. Ngh!”

Laughing loudly, Doyoung wriggled and squirmed at the chill as he protested. But the two of them weren’t about to stop just because he said so. They emptied a can each, then began licking the beer-soaked body beneath them.

“Ah! Don’t!”

They licked up the alcohol running down Doyoung’s body with their tongues, swallowing it down. Cold liquid covered his skin, and as warm, soft bodies swept over him, Doyoung slowly began to grow aroused.

“Mmngh, it tickles. It tickles… stop. Ngh!”

When Doyoung started whining, Seungwoo lifted his head. He cracked open another can and poured it over Doyoung again. Beer pooled in his flat, slightly indented stomach. Seungbin buried his face there, sucking up the liquid that had collected, even pushing his tongue into Doyoung’s navel and licking inside. Doyoung twisted in shock, and with the ticklish, embarrassing sensation, he shouted without thinking.

“No! That’s dirty!”

Ignoring the reaction, Seungbin—who’d been licking his navel—grinned and lifted his head. Wiping his beer-soaked lips, he said slyly,

“Where exactly is there anything dirty on your body, hyung?”

Doyoung’s face flushed at the answer, and Seungwoo chuckled quietly beside them. He took the remaining beer and slid his hand between Doyoung’s thighs. Spreading the plump slit and pouring beer over it, the wrinkled inner lips parted, and a little beer pooled at the opening.

After pouring beer over Doyoung’s pussy, Seungwoo stuck out his tongue and licked up the liquid collected there. Feeling the men’s tongues roaming over his body, Doyoung shuddered all over.

“Mm… that’s enough. Really, enough…”

When Doyoung started whining again, Seungwoo lifted his face. As if finding Doyoung adorable as he writhed with arousal, he gave him a brief kiss on the forehead and lifted him down from the table.

“Hyung. Sit on my lap and drink.”

Not wanting Seungwoo to take him, Seungbin hurriedly grabbed Doyoung. Naked and drenched in beer, Doyoung was pulled into Seungbin’s lap.

“We’re drinking like this tonight.”

Seungbin said, holding Doyoung close. Clink. The three of them knocked their beer cans together and drank. Seungbin kept the beer in his mouth instead of swallowing it, turned Doyoung’s face toward him, and before Doyoung could react, passed the beer into his mouth.

Doyoung hesitated at first, then accepted the beer Seungbin fed him, swallowing it down. As he did, Seungbin passed the drink mouth-to-mouth while fondling Doyoung’s pussy. Doyoung’s hips began to rock slowly, and shallow moans slipped from where their lips were joined.

“Alcohol tastes best when I drink with you, hyung.”

After feeding him all the beer, Seungbin pulled his lips away and said so. Then he picked up some food and brought it to his mouth. Chew, chew. After working through it for a bit, he leaned in again and passed the half-chewed food into Doyoung’s mouth, just like he had with the beer. Doyoung accepted that without hesitation as well.

“You really take it well.”

Seungbin kissed Doyoung’s cheek with a loud smack, clearly finding him unbearably cute. Watching with a faint smile, Seungwoo drank his beer too, his hand moving over Doyoung’s pussy. The two men drank like that, stimulating Doyoung between them. Overwhelmed by the rising pleasure, Doyoung helplessly spread his legs, offering himself as he swallowed the beer Seungbin passed to him.

“Hyung. It’s really wet here. Is it because we poured beer on it earlier? Or are you so turned on that your cunt’s leaking?”

With his finger sunk into the liquid pooled inside, Seungbin teased him. When Doyoung bucked his hips and moaned lewdly, Seungbin bit his ear and chewed on it.

“Oh, right. Hyung, do you not like the sea?”

While biting, sucking, and teasing Doyoung, Seungbin suddenly asked, as if something had just occurred to him.

“…The sea? Ngh.”

“Yeah. You never once said we should go see it.”

Being sucked and touched by the two of them, Doyoung was already so aroused that sensation had gone straight to his head, leaving him unable to think properly.

“That’s…… Mmmng. I just…… don’t particularly like or dislike it…… Heung.”

“Then why haven’t you gone even once since you came all the way to an island?”

“Well… because I’ve been having sex with you guys the whole time… so I didn’t have time. Ngh.”

“What?”

At the blunt answer, Seungbin and Seungwoo burst out laughing at the same time. Thinking about it, it was true. Ever since Doyoung came to the island, he’d been fucking nonstop and never even thought about seeing the sea. Still, coming all the way to an island and not seeing it once did seem a bit much.

“That won’t do. We’ve gotta take our hyung to the sea at least once.”

Seungbin said it like he was ready to drag Doyoung off immediately. But Doyoung himself looked completely absentminded. No—he was in no state to think at all. Every nerve he had was focused on Seungbin’s fingers thrusting in and scratching at his pussy.

“Since we’re talking about it, should we go right now?”

At the suggestion, Doyoung flinched slightly. Even with his reasoning dulled by being touched, a thought flickered through his mind—wasn’t it too late to go to the sea now?

“Mmngh, now…?”

“Why not? The night sea’s beautiful. Way more atmospheric than you’d think. You’ll fall for it if you see it, hyung.”

Seungbin turned to Seungwoo to get his agreement.

“Right, hyung?”

Though he hadn’t really been listening seriously, Seungwoo nodded, apparently not opposed to the idea.

“See? Seungwoo-hyung agrees too. Let’s go, hyung.”

Doyoung didn’t particularly care either way, but Seungbin looked eager, so he answered lightly that they could go.

“Oh. Nice. Let’s get ready and head out right now.”

Pop.

Seungbin pulled his finger out of Doyoung’s pussy. Slurp, slurp. He didn’t forget to suck the fluids clinging to his finger before carefully setting Doyoung down and standing up.

“Alright, I’ll pack some drinks and a few things.”

Seungbin said with an excited face. As he turned to gather things, a sudden thought stopped him in his tracks.

“Ah, right.”

Both Seungwoo and Doyoung turned to look at him at the same time. Seungbin flashed them a grin, eyes curving mischievously as he said,

“Since we’re going to see the sea anyway… wanna do something even more fun?”

Splash. Splash.

Under the night sky, deep navy waves broke apart. The sea, holding shards of reflected moonlight, glittered as if someone had scattered it across the surface.

Following the two of them, Doyoung arrived at the shore. They’d ridden there on a motorcycle, cutting through air far cooler than on land.

Stepping onto the deserted beach, he stood dazed for a moment. Just as Seungbin had said, the night sea of Banwoldo looked nothing like it did during the day. Living, dynamic waves mixed with the stillness hidden beneath the night, creating a strange harmony that wrapped around the entire stretch of white sand.

Even in the darkness, the water never stopped dancing. Waves broke while holding moonlight, shining as they collapsed. Far away, a lone lighthouse rotated its beam in a steady rhythm, the light gliding across the sea and brushing each wave like a brief breath.

The wind carried damp heat and brushed against his skin, while the waves struck the sand and sang low. Pebbles clacked together in the incoming water, making clear sounds that blended with the surf until the whole sea seemed to resonate like a single instrument.

Doyoung stood there, letting the cool breeze wash over him, lost in the view. The salty smell he’d grown used to felt even stronger standing on the shore, the briny air clinging to his skin and stirring his chest.

On Banwoldo’s empty night beach, Doyoung felt overwhelmed. Like the darkened horizon, his heart rippled quietly, swaying like waves.

“How is it? I told you it was worth coming, right?”

Seungbin asked confidently after checking Doyoung’s expression. Doyoung nodded without hesitation, staring at the rolling sea with a dazed look.

“I wanted to show you at least once. How beautiful Banwoldo’s nights are.”

‘Banwoldo’ meant ‘the island that holds half the moon.’ The coastline curved like a crescent moon, which was how it got its name. True to that name, the sea of Banwoldo was drenched in moonlight, shining even more beautifully in the deep darkness, as if the moon itself had been embedded in the earth.

“Shall we walk for a bit?”

Doyoung walked along the beach with the two of them. He deliberately took off his shoes, strolling barefoot across the sand and feeling its coarse texture. The sand, baked hot during the day, had cooled just enough by night to feel pleasantly warm.

“It’s even better coming with you, hyung. We should’ve come earlier.”

Seungbin looked far more cheerful than usual. He held Doyoung’s hand and led the way. Seungwoo followed behind them at an unhurried pace, a small shopping bag in his hand. The short-sleeved shirt draped over his white T-shirt fluttered in the breeze.

“What if you leave, hyung? I think I’d be really upset. Like… I’d have a hard time.”

Seungbin said it suddenly, as if in passing. Though his words sounded casual, they carried a lingering weight.

“Huh?”

“It’s just… I’ve been so happy spending time with you like this. I think I’d miss you a lot if you left.”

Not wanting to burden Doyoung, Seungbin forced a smile. But he couldn’t completely hide the hint of bitterness in his expression. Doyoung couldn’t bring himself to say anything. He, too, felt like the moment he left this island would be unbearably painful.

A long silence stretched between them.

“Is this far enough?”

How long had they walked? At some point, Seungbin stopped and turned to face Doyoung, letting go of his hand.

“Hyung. Now it’s time for our fun game.”

Ah… Doyoung let out a small breath. The thing he’d momentarily forgotten while lost in the scenery came back to him. In truth, his body right now was different from usual. On the outside, nothing looked out of place—but beneath his clothes, it was another story.

“What are you doing? Take them off.”

At Seungbin’s words, Doyoung’s face flushed. Even though he’d had a bit to drink, his hazy mind cleared instantly.

“…Here?”

“Of course. That’s why we came.”

Doyoung bit his lip. Even though he’d prepared himself, when it came time to actually do it, his body didn’t quite follow his resolve. No matter how often he’d been naked outdoors since coming to the island, stripping in a fenced yard and stripping on an open beach were completely different things.

“Can’t you do it?”

Seeing Doyoung hesitate, Seungbin asked calmly. He didn’t rush him or force him—he simply waited, watching with gentle eyes.

Knowing that, Doyoung found a bit of courage. He was also, admittedly, a little excited about what was to come.

Rustle.

Bathed in moonlight, Doyoung slowly took off his clothes on the beach. The blue sea carried its waves through the darkness, and his clothes fell onto the sand the waves had just passed over.

“……All off.”

Under the faint light of the lighthouse, with Seungwoo and Seungbin watching, Doyoung stood completely bare. His pale skin glowed softly even in the dark, and the silver ornaments adorning his body sparkled like moonlight on the water.

Clips were attached to Doyoung’s chest. The small silver clamps were connected by thin cords that ran past his unerect cock to another clamp gripping his clit. A black band circled his waist, connected in a garter-like arrangement that ran over his hips to another belt around his thigh.

The two men stared, entranced. Under the moonlight, the sight of him shyly covering himself with both hands while rubbing his legs together was beautiful—too beautiful. Doyoung had a slender build for a man, and the metal ornaments suited him well. He looked so fragile, like he’d break if touched too hard, making the gleaming accessories stand out all the more.

Why hadn’t they thought to dress him up like this sooner? Of course, they’d only gotten these items with today’s shipment, so it made sense—but the regret was still there. At least they’d thought of it before the boat left.

They’d expected it to suit him, but seeing him like this in person far exceeded their imagination. He looked that good—so good they wanted to strip him and dress him up like this every day.

“Hyung. You’re really beautiful. I can’t even put it into words.”

Seungbin said, his voice full of emotion. It was a shame that they could only rely on moonlight to see him properly. He pulled Doyoung into his arms and kissed him several times. Then, when the clamp on Doyoung’s nipple was pressed against Seungbin’s body, Doyoung let out a short, pained moan.

“Let’s do the rest too. We brought more than just this.”

Seungbin stepped back. This time, Seungwoo approached. He openly swept his gaze over Doyoung’s body, then reached into the shopping bag and took something out.

It was a collar—made of leather and chain.

Seungwoo fastened the collar around Doyoung’s neck himself. Clink. Clink. The long chain rattled loudly. Doyoung touched the collar awkwardly.

“Pussy.”

Seungwoo’s low, sweet voice pierced his ears.

“From now on, you’re a dog. A bitch in heat, spreading herself.”

At Seungwoo’s blunt words, Doyoung’s face burned red, his ears flaming too. He’d already been living as the two men’s cunt, a living sex toy, since coming to the island—but being called a dog was something else entirely. The shame of being treated like a bitch in such a lewd state made him flush with arousal at the same time.

“You’re going to crawl from here to the end of the beach over there. You can do that, right?”

At Seungwoo’s words, Doyoung nodded cautiously. His face burned, his heart pounding violently. As the cold sea breeze brushed past, a flicker of unease crept in. What if someone saw him like this? What if someone discovered him in such a perverted state?

“You have to answer, cunt.”

Seungwoo’s once-gentle voice turned cold. Doyoung parted his stiff lips, tension written all over his face.

“Mmngh—!”

Before he could finish speaking, Seungwoo roughly grabbed his hair. Startled, Doyoung looked up at him, fear faintly spreading through his wide eyes.

“Since when do bitches speak casually to their owner?”

Seungwoo muttered lowly. The chilling voice made Doyoung tremble. Along with the shock came a creeping shame—one that, as always, stirred his dark desires.

“……I-I…… I didn’t know…….”

“If you understand, answer politely.”

“Y-Yes…… Understood, Master…… Hng!”

Seungwoo released his hair. Doyoung winced, his scalp aching as if it had been torn out. Thump, thump. His heart raced even harder. Being humiliated and submitting to Seungwoo like this sent his body into a deeper heat.

“Now get down. Time for a walk, bitch.”

Realizing this was the signal that the play was beginning, Doyoung lowered himself without resistance. Like a dog walking along the beach, he braced his palms and knees against the ground and supported his body on all fours. His breasts—

The clamps gripping his nipples drooped under their own weight, tugging sharply on the sensitive buds and sending electric jolts through his chest.