TSOTI – Chapter 2.6

It wasn’t empty flattery. Every dish Seungbin had made for him since arriving here had suited Doyoung’s taste perfectly. No, more than that, they ranked among the most delicious things he had ever eaten in his entire life.

“Good. Eat a lot. I’ll give you my leg meat too.”

“I’m fine with the breast meat too…….”

Doyoung tried to say something, but it seemed the words didn’t even reach Seungbin’s ears as he earnestly tore the leg meat apart. Holding one chopstick in each of his large hands, he concentrated so seriously on shredding the flesh that he looked utterly adorable. Doyoung laughed silently.

“Should we have a drink?”

While Doyoung had been too busy staring at Seungbin to notice, Seungwoo had already appeared, holding two bottles of soju, and spoke up.

“Ah, right. I forgot about the alcohol.”

Seungbin’s face lit up brightly at Seungwoo’s suggestion. Doyoung too had started craving a drink while eating the flavorful broth dish—something he normally couldn’t handle well—and Seungwoo bringing the alcohol at just the right moment made him genuinely happy. Glug, glug, glug. Seungwoo placed empty glasses in front of the three of them and poured the liquor. As the clear alcohol filled the glasses, all three clinked them without needing to be prompted.

“Cheers.”

Doyoung downed the first glass in one go. Maybe because they were close to the sea—the day had been scorching, but as the sun started to dip, a cool breeze rolled in. Hot broth, chewy chicken, cool air, sweet liquor. It was the kind of mood where alcohol went down effortlessly. Doyoung, swept up in it, immediately held out his empty glass again. Tonight, he felt like he could drink endlessly and never get drunk.

“Hm……?”

But the glass handed back to him was only half-filled. When he looked up, puzzled, Seungwoo was watching him with an unreadable expression.

“You’re bad at holding your liquor.”

Doyoung blinked his large eyes.

“Drink in moderation. Don’t get wasted and lose your mind again.”

At Seungwoo’s words, Doyoung’s face flushed bright red. He didn’t think he had ever made a mistake while drunk…… Regardless, Seungwoo finished filling Seungbin’s glass and handed him the bottle. With only Doyoung’s glass half-full, the two men with full glasses clinked again.

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Pulled along by the mood, Doyoung knocked back the second glass in one gulp too. Drinking as they ate, they somehow polished off six whole chickens. At first, Doyoung ate without thinking, but then noticed an odd number of drumsticks landing in front of him. When he asked, Seungbin said it was six chickens in total. Even for three grown men, that seemed excessive—yet in no time at all, they were gone.

After polishing off six chickens, the three immediately cleared the table and turned it into a full drinking session. The weather was cool, their stomachs were reasonably full—it was time to really pour the drinks.

“Cheers.”

They had started with soju as an accompaniment earlier, but now it had switched to beer. The three filled their glass mugs to the brim and gulped down the contents. Perhaps because they began with soju, Doyoung already felt tipsy after just one glass of beer. Still, the mood was wonderful. The atmosphere was great, and being with Seungbin and Seungwoo felt good too.

After downing another glass in quick succession, Doyoung’s neck was now flushed bright red. His body kept growing languid, and naturally, he leaned against Seungbin. The sun hadn’t fully set when they started dinner, but as night deepened, darkness had settled over the island. Seungwoo turned on the decorative string lights in the yard. Tiny lights twinkled in the dim yard like fireflies had landed.

“Hyung. Your body feels hot.”

Seungbin, who had offered his shoulder and stayed close beside him, whispered. Drunk, Doyoung giggled. With his heart pounding as if it might burst and his face burning, he must look like a strawberry right now. Still, he didn’t dislike it. In this state, he felt like he could get completely wasted.

“Aren’t you hot?”

“Mmm…… A little?”

“Then take your clothes off. You’re going to cook at this rate.”

Unlike the two men, Doyoung still lacked confidence being naked and shook his head. He had already intertwined bodies with them countless times, but stripping in front of them still embarrassed him.

“Why? No one comes here. Hyung’s been here a few days—you know no one passes by.”

Come to think of it, even though it was an island with few residents, he had hardly seen anyone pass through this front yard. Not even a stray cat.

“Still…….”

“Why? Are you embarrassed to show your naked body to us?”

““Mmm… it’s just…”

When Doyoung kept refusing, Seungwoo—who had been listening to their conversation—cut in.

“You’re fine spreading your legs in front of us, but taking off your clothes is embarrassing?”

At Seungwoo’s blunt words, Doyoung’s face flushed once more. He knew Seungwoo was the straightforward type, but hearing it said so openly left him mortified, not knowing where to put himself.

“That’s right. How many days has it been since hyung was naked in front of us? Just take it off and drink. We lit the mosquito coil, so don’t worry about bugs.”

Seungbin kept persuading him. Doyoung was truly embarrassed about stripping in front of the two, yet on the other hand, part of him wanted to. Just imagining them looking at his naked body already aroused him. He had intended to hold back as much as possible tonight, but his lewd nature reared its head again, urging him on.

“Then…… Just the top…….”

“If you’re undressing, you should take everything off. It’ll be cooler.”

By now, Seungbin’s intent was obvious. Doyoung knew it—and decided to go along anyway.

“Oh…….”

In the end, Doyoung began taking off his clothes in front of the two men. He removed his T-shirt and lowered his pants. He couldn’t bring himself to take off his underwear and just bit his lip, until Seungbin—sitting beside him—slipped his hand between Doyoung’s legs.

“This too needs to come off.”

Seungbin kneaded him there. His hand brushed everything—stirring sensation and ticklish embarrassment together. Doyoung laughed and slapped his hand away.

“Don’t, it tickles.”

“If you don’t take it off, I’ll keep touching.”

“Let go, let go.”

“Then will you take it off?”

“Yeah. Yeah. Okay. I’ll take it off. I’ll do it.”

Only after hearing Doyoung agree did Seungbin withdraw his hand. Doyoung bit his lip once more, rolled his large eyes, then shyly removed even his underwear.

In an instant, Doyoung was completely naked. While the two men remained fully clothed without even unbuttoning anything, Doyoung alone sat bare on the bench.

“Sit on my lap. Sitting naked on the bench will chafe your skin.”

Seungbin pulled Doyoung onto his lap. Pretending he couldn’t resist, Doyoung let himself be guided and settled on his thighs.

The firm sensation……

Doyoung suddenly felt the hard, swollen flesh pressing against him from Seungbin’s groin. There was no mistaking what it meant… and he, too, began to grow aroused. Sitting naked on Seungbin’s lap in the open air—with the gate wide open, where anyone passing might see straight into the yard—already sent signals rising from below.

“Have another drink, hyung.”

Seungbin offered the glass. Doyoung’s head was spinning now, vision warm and hazy—but he didn’t refuse. He drank everything Seungbin poured. His body burned; his flushed skin deepened in color. He could feel himself twitching, as if begging for attention.

“Cute. Even your pussy’s red from drinking.”

Seungbin touched Doyoung’s pussy, then spread the closed labia and slipped his finger inside.

“Hup!”

Startled, Doyoung let out a short cry. The sudden, unannounced touch left him flustered. Seungbin’s long finger quickly parted the labia and rummaged inside the pussy that had begun to fill with fluid, scraping the vaginal walls. Pussy juice rose along his finger and trickled downward.

“Hyung got wet again already. And your cock’s hard too.”

At Seungbin’s words, Doyoung bowed his head in shame. Even though he heard this teasing every time, his heart still raced unbearably.

“Embarrassed? Getting your pussy wet so soon?”

He said with a laugh. Too mortified to know what to do, Doyoung rolled his eyes and chewed his lip.

“Hyung. Have another. Looks like our hyung isn’t drunk enough yet, being this shy.”

When Seungbin refilled Doyoung’s glass, he drank again. He had lost count of how many this was. Already far past his limit, his vision began to blur, and his mind grew hazy.

“But hyung. You don’t use your cock?”

Seungbin pulled his finger out of the pussy and rubbed between the labia as he asked. His fingertip pressed and squished the clitoris. Doyoung let out a low moan at the thick wave of pleasure. His body kept growing more and more languid.

“My cock…… mmng. I don’t use it much…….”

“Why? You cum with your cock sometimes.”

“Rubbing my pussy feels way better than jerking my cock…….”

Drunk and honest, Doyoung admitted it, pressing his heated head against Seungbin’s shoulder.

“So from the beginning, hyung wanted to be the one getting fucked? Not doing the fucking, but being fucked.”

Doyoung nodded slowly, breathing unevenly as Seungbin kept rubbing and whispering, kissing his flushed cheek and lips now and then.

“Hyung really is weak to alcohol. Look at you already like this.”

“Nooo…… mmng. You two are just good drinkers. I’m average…… mmng.”

“Is that so? I wouldn’t know. It’s my first time seeing someone who can’t hold their liquor like hyung.”

“It’s true…… Really. I’m not that bad at drinking…….”

“What’s wrong with being bad at it? It’s just cute.”

While rubbing Doyoung’s pussy, Seungbin withdrew his hand and held it toward his mouth. Habitually, Doyoung stuck out his tongue and licked Seungbin’s finger. It was slick and tasted tart. Knowing it was the texture and flavor of his own pussy juice, Doyoung still licked without hesitation.

After letting Doyoung clean his finger, Seungbin reached down again to touch the pussy. This time, he spread Doyoung’s legs wide enough for the pussy hole to be visible to Seungwoo, then pushed his finger inside. Seungwoo brought the glass to his lips while openly staring at Doyoung’s pussy being fingered by Seungbin. The sight of Doyoung—already naked and now straddling a man’s lap with legs spread—was quite provocative.

“Hyung. Have you ever tasted your own pussy juice?”

At Seungbin’s question, Doyoung jerked and slowly shook his head.

“Why? Hyung’s pussy juice tastes really good.”

Too drunk, Doyoung seriously pondered why he had never tried his own pussy juice. It wasn’t something common, yet the alcohol and Seungbin’s casual tone made him feel strange for never having done it.

“Ah…… Talking about pussy juice makes me want to drink it. Hyung, I want to eat your pussy juice. Can’t you cum just once for me?”

Doyoung slowly nodded. At that, Seungbin began rubbing his clitoris openly. Pressing and grinding the same spot blatantly, he made Doyoung arch his neck and buck his hips.

Slap, slap, slap. Seungbin’s hand moved busily over Doyoung’s pussy. With his legs spread wide, the excited, twitching pussy was fully visible to Seungwoo, too.

Seungbin reached down with his other hand and pushed a finger into Doyoung’s pussy hole. One hand rubbed the clitoris while the other stirred the hole, stimulating the vaginal walls. Doyoung’s pussy—already brimming with fluid—was even softer than usual. Already heavenly to touch, the added slickness made it feel indescribably good for Seungbin.

Not only the one touching, but Doyoung himself felt incredible. In the open air, where someone might pass by, surrendering his body to a man and having his pussy rubbed—this situation was unbearably exciting. Moreover, Seungwoo sat across from them, watching. The entire time he drank, he kept his eyes narrowed, staring intently at the teased lower half.

The moment Doyoung confirmed Seungwoo’s gaze, his pussy twitched. The vagina clenched, greedily sucking Seungbin’s finger, and soon fluid spilled out.

“Ahng! Ngh!”

As Doyoung began to climax, Seungbin quickly pulled his fingers out. Then he grabbed an empty glass and held it to catch the liquid Doyoung poured out. Between Doyoung’s widely spread legs, the fluid shot upward in a stream. Like a whale spouting from its blowhole, a powerful jet poured from the gaping pussy hole.

“I’m coming—ah! Feels so good!”

Lost in pleasure, Doyoung babbled lewd words freely. His lewd cries echoed loudly through the surroundings. In the yard lit romantically with tiny lights, only Doyoung’s climaxing voice resounded. The juice squeezed from his rubbed pussy quickly filled the glass.

“Heungh, ngh. Mmmng, ngh…….”

After squirting enthusiastically, Doyoung caught his breath and went limp. His heaving body gradually returned to its normal color, though patches remained flushed red.

Peck.

Seungbin kissed Doyoung’s forehead after his climax. Whispering “Good job,” he held the glass toward Seungwoo.

“Hyung wants some, too?”

Seungwoo didn’t refuse. When he held out his empty glass, Seungbin poured half into it. They clinked glasses filled with Doyoung’s pussy juice mixed with alcohol, then drank every last drop without wasting any.

“Delicious. Hyung’s pussy juice.”

Smacking his lips, Seungbin said, then kissed Doyoung’s lips again. This time, he didn’t stop at a peck—he parted Doyoung’s lips and mingled their tongues. Doyoung’s tongue tasted of beer mixed with the tart flavor of his pussy. The fishy yet sour scent seemed to neutralize the alcohol’s sharpness somewhat.

“Thank you, hyung. For letting me eat your pussy juice.”

After the kiss ended, Seungbin whispered sweetly. Then he clinked glasses with Seungwoo again and exchanged trivial jokes. Meanwhile, Doyoung kept twitching from lingering pleasure. Even while talking to Seungwoo, Seungbin continued touching Doyoung’s pussy.

“Oh, right. Hyung. Have you ever put anything else in your pussy?”

While talking to Seungwoo, Seungbin suddenly asked as if it just occurred to him. Doyoung couldn’t immediately understand and answered in a breathy voice.

“What do you mean…… heungh. Put anything else in…….”

“I mean, besides what we put in. Not fingers or cock. Like a dildo. Or everyday objects, you know.”

Doyoung’s face flushed hotly. Seungbin continued nonchalantly.

“You’ve never put anything else in while masturbating?”

Too drunk and aroused to hide the truth, Doyoung answered honestly despite his embarrassment.

“I have…….”

“Really? What did you use?”

“It was…….”

“Yeah?”

“A perfume bottle…….”

At the unexpected answer, Seungbin let out a small “Oh” of admiration. Seungwoo, too, looked at Doyoung with considerable interest.

“Why a perfume bottle?”

“Because…… it was a gift…….”

“A gift?”

“Mmm…… From someone I liked…….”

It had been a senior Doyoung had a crush on. Though he could never confess even a fragment of his feelings and only hovered around him, Doyoung had genuinely liked him.