TSOTI – Chapter 1.4

“No….”
“Then?”
“I’ve never done it. Not even once.”
At Doyoung’s words, Seungbin reacted far more strongly than expected.
“W–what…? Really?”
Not only Seungbin, but even Seungwoo, seated across from them, looked at Doyoung with a somewhat surprised expression.
“No way. Hyung, you look like you’d be insanely popular.”
“That can’t be true. Me? Popular…”
“What are you talking about? You’re this pretty.”
‘Pretty…?’
Doyoung wondered if he was hearing things because he was drunk. He had never once thought that about himself in his life—and he’d never heard it said, either.
“People wouldn’t have just left someone who looks like this alone. How could they?”
As he said that, Seungbin leaned his face closer to Doyoung. He was so close that if Doyoung turned his head even slightly, their lips would touch. Seungbin’s breath brushed against Doyoung’s cheek.
“Then… maybe… you’ve really never done it? Not even once?”
He whispered in a low voice near Doyoung’s ear. Doyoung felt heat flare through his body. At some point, Seungbin’s hand—resting on his shoulder—had slid down to wrap around his waist. Even through the thin fabric, the way his hand traced Doyoung’s waist was unmistakably clear.
“Mmm.”
“Wow…… seriously?”
Seungbin asked again, his voice rising. Doyoung slowly nodded, his face burning red. He thought it was understandable they’d be shocked. For a twenty-three-year-old man, having at least one experience would be considered normal.
“That’s unexpected. I thought you’d be the type who likes sucking dick.”
It was Seungwoo’s voice. Even through the haze of alcohol, Doyoung couldn’t help but look at him in surprise.
“Hyung, hey!”
Seungbin scolded Seungwoo on Doyoung’s behalf.
“Why would you say it like that? You startled Doyoung-hyung.”
Then he quickly softened his tone, speaking as if to soothe him.
“I’m sorry. My hyung’s a bit too blunt sometimes.”
Doyoung nodded awkwardly. He had been surprised by Seungwoo’s words—but he wasn’t offended. And besides—
They weren’t entirely wrong.
He liked men. Enough that watching a man masturbate made him want to suck his cock. He just… hadn’t done it yet.
“Hyung. Did that bother you?”
“No. Not really.”
“If it really did, I’ll apologize properly. I didn’t mean it in a weird way. Don’t misunderstand. I just meant you’re pretty, so I thought you’d have been with men.”
While Seungbin continued apologizing on Seungwoo’s behalf, Doyoung found his mind strangely blank. It was odd. Maybe it was the alcohol, but even hearing something like that, he didn’t feel uncomfortable.
“Actually…….”
No—maybe Doyoung wanted to be honest. Wanted, at least once, to tell someone about himself—even if it was only because of the alcohol.
They were people he’d never see again after a month anyway. If he told them one secret, what would really change?
In truth, Doyoung had never once told anyone his secret. That unspoken truth had remained like a weight in his heart, pressing down on his entire life. He wanted, at least once, to be free of it. If he could say it out loud himself, maybe—just for that moment—he’d feel liberated.
And somewhere deep inside, there was also a faint, foolish hope that the people who learned his secret might not reject him.
“There’s… a secret I can’t tell anyone.”
At Doyoung’s words, Seungbin’s eyes widened. Seungwoo, sitting across from him, narrowed his eyes and focused on Doyoung.
“My body… is a little different from other people’s. I don’t know if you’ve heard of it, but… intersex.”
For a moment, silence spread across the veranda. Even Seungwoo, who had been casually talking before, and the always-bright Seungbin couldn’t say a word.
“I was born this way. With two sets of genitals… I know it’s hard to believe a body like this really exists, but it’s true. They say it happens to about one in a hundred thousand people. I just happened to be that one.”
Doyoung let out a small laugh. There was a trace of self-mockery in it.
“So it wasn’t easy to be with someone. A body like this…it’s gross, right?”
Despite revealing a secret he had never told anyone before, Doyoung’s expression remained calm. He’d never imagined a day would come when he’d confess something like this. Surprisingly, in the moment of saying it, it wasn’t mortifying. It didn’t feel overwhelmingly shameful.
“Ah….”
The two men, however, looked utterly stunned. Seungbin in particular seemed at a loss for words, as if he’d never imagined such a thing. Seungwoo was the first to recover, returning to his usual impassive expression.
“You’re surprised, right? It’s not exactly something nice to hear.”
“No, no, hyung. Of course, I was surprised, but… that doesn’t mean I think you’re weird or anything. Really.”
Seungbin quickly shook off his shock and began fussing over Doyoung again. He popped open a fresh can and handed it to him. Doyoung felt grateful for his attitude.
“Hyung. Thank you for telling us honestly. It must’ve been hard.”
Doyoung smiled without saying anything.
“Wow. Guess we really need to drink tonight. You told us something like this—might as well drink ourselves to death.”
Seungbin clinked his beer can against Doyoung’s. Pulling Seungwoo into it, he downed what remained of his beer. Doyoung, too, drank nearly half the can he’d just been handed. His head swam. He’d long since passed his limit—it felt like his brain itself had been soaked in alcohol.
As the three of them grew more and more drunk, Doyoung found himself almost draped against Seungbin. After revealing his secret, he’d become alarmingly defenseless. Seungbin brushed Doyoung’s flushed cheek, even tracing along the back of his neck.
“Hyung. You must be really drunk. Your face is burning.”
“Mmm….”
“But still—hyung. I really was shocked. I mean… it’s amazing that someone like that actually exists.”
After chatting about other things for a while, Seungbin brought up Doyoung’s secret again. Doyoung, completely loosened, smiled dumbly even when talking about his own weakness.
“That’s understandable. If I were you, I’d have a hard time believing it too.”
“No, no—that’s not what I mean. It’s just… if you’ve got both a cock and a pussy, I’m curious what it looks like.”
Doyoung’s eyelids were already half-closed. Seungbin reached up, brushing aside the hair that had fallen over Doyoung’s face as he leaned against his shoulder.
“There’s nothing to be curious about… it’s gross….”
“Liar.”
“It’s true….”
“Hyung, you’re this pretty. There’s no way your body could be gross.”
Doyoung let out a quiet laugh. Ever since Seungbin started calling him pretty, he kept laughing like this. Maybe he just knew how to make people feel good—but whether he meant it or not, Doyoung didn’t dislike hearing it.
“Are you that curious?”
“Yes.”
“It’s really gross though….”
The hand that had been stroking his hair drifted down to Doyoung’s lips. Seungbin poked at them lightly, then pressed and rubbed the soft flesh with his fingers.
“Hyung. Can’t you show me? Just once?”
He whispered—low, sweet beyond belief.
“I want to see the pussy you’ve got.”
His honeyed voice flowed straight into Doyoung’s ears.
“It looks like it’d be pretty. Since you are.”
Doyoung blinked slowly. Seungbin’s arms around him were broad, and the midsummer night felt unbearably sweet. Somewhere, he thought he could hear the sound of waves. Blue water crashing in rough swells, white foam rising—it made his heart sway.
Doyoung closed his eyes for a moment. He remembered the beach he’d first seen when he arrived on Banwol Island. The wide crescent-shaped shore, the sand shining. The sea reflected the sunlight, sparkling emerald.
Everything felt unreal. That empty beach—so beautiful it felt like a dream.
Maybe this was what he’d been looking for when he came here. To leave behind the suffocating life he’d endured. To live, even briefly, a different life in a place detached from reality.
“Hyung.”
When Seungbin called him again, Doyoung opened his eyes. Still leaning against him, he brought his hand down.
“…….”
With both men watching, Doyoung undid his own zipper. Leaning almost limp against Seungbin, he spread open the front of his pants.
“Help me.”
His voice, asking Seungbin for help, was sticky and heavy. Seungbin gladly assisted him. He reached for Doyoung’s underwear as Doyoung’s legs were laid bare. Unable to support himself properly in his drunken state, Doyoung let Seungbin pull his briefs down for him.
As the white briefs slid down his thighs, the parts he’d kept hidden began to emerge. In the dim light of the veranda, lit only by a small lamp, his bare lower body came into view.
Unerect, his cock barely showed—only the head peeking out—while below it, split flesh was clearly visible. Tinted slightly darker than apricot, the area looked plump and full, making the divided folds stand out even more. The thick, rounded lips were like peaches—sweet summer fruit that looked like they’d burst with juice if bitten into.
“Wow….”
Seungbin let out a short gasp of admiration at the sight of Doyoung’s pussy. Seungwoo didn’t make a sound, but his eyes wavered visibly. Doyoung’s pussy was beautiful—so soft pink it was hard to believe it belonged to a man.
It looked like it would smell sweet. If you sucked on it, it’d probably spill tart juice in streams. Both men felt saliva pool in their mouths as they stared—like biting into a ripe piece of fruit.
“Mmm….”
Having fully stripped him, Seungbin grabbed one of Doyoung’s legs and spread them apart. Cradled in Seungbin’s arms, his legs opened—and the previously closed pussy parted, exposing the inside shamelessly.
If the outside looked baby-soft and adorable, the inside was the opposite. Moist inner flesh, darker in color, gave off an indecent allure. The tender mucosa looked so fragile that it seemed like it would collapse if pressed. Inside the tight, unstretched inner lips was a tiny pearl-sized hole. Aware of being watched, it fluttered restlessly.
“Hyung. Your pussy is really beautiful. I can’t even find the words….”
Seungbin whispered into Doyoung’s ear, then pressed a brief kiss to his flushed cheek.
At that moment, Doyoung’s body felt strangely languid. It was embarrassing—humiliating—to bare his pussy in front of men for the first time, yet it subtly aroused him.
It felt indescribably good. Knowing they were looking at his pussy made Doyoung’s heart flutter. As his body heated up, moisture pooled inside. Even the cock that had barely been peeking out was filled with blood, the shaft slowly rising.
Doyoung didn’t hate his aroused body. If anything, he wanted to show them more.
“Just for a second. I’ll touch it.”
Seungbin brought his hand to Doyoung’s spread pussy, stroking the soft flesh like a shellfish freshly pulled from the sea. Between the parted outer and inner lips, his fingers slipped in, caressing the surface.
Slippery fluid soaked his fingertips. The way he rubbed the tender flesh was incredibly gentle. Like touching a bar of soap warmed in water—the sensation of his hand sliding over Doyoung’s pussy was exquisite.
“Hyung, your pussy… feels so good. I’m really turned on right now. Can you feel it? My cock’s rock hard.”
Even without that, Doyoung could feel the thick mass twitching against his hip from Seungbin’s thigh. It was so hard and so big that for a moment it didn’t even feel like a human sex organ. Like a massive club stuffed into a pocket, the constant pressure bearing down on him made an even more fluid pool inside his pussy.
“Hyung, can I suck your pussy?”
Doyoung blinked slowly. His body, swollen with sensation, kept going slack.
“I’ll just taste it for a moment. That’s okay, right?”
Drunk and overwhelmed with arousal, Doyoung slowly nodded. The moment his permission was given, Seungbin rose from his seat.
He lay Doyoung back and moved between his spread legs, then lowered his head toward the pussy. He buried his face between Doyoung’s thighs, pressing his lips to the opened folds.
“Ah……!”
The instant soft, warm lips touched his outer lips, Doyoung arched his head back with a moan. Feeling another person’s lips there for the first time, his pussy seemed to melt instantly. It was a shock—pleasure on an entirely different level from mere touching, flooding his mind in an instant.
“Mmngh…… ngh…….”
Doyoung moaned helplessly. The tender flesh being drawn between Seungbin’s lips made his thoughts go blank.
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