Let Me Lock You Up! Chapter One
CHAPTER ONE
Yuan still couldn’t get used to the feeling of his hole being stretched to its utmost limit. He buried his face in the pillow, trying to relax as much as possible.
“Hngh…”
Yuan bit his lower lip and tried to hold back the moans that strained to burst out of him. He could clearly feel his hole swelling, his internal organs being pressed, and the penis sliding in and out of him.
His body quivered every time the thick member pushed through his inner walls.
“Ahh, nghh!”
In the beginning, he hated the strange, unfamiliar sensation, and his body would only shudder, but he had become more used to the feeling now and was able to anticipate the rising pleasure.
“You’re so tight, baby,” Taegun whispered in a low voice.
Yuan was overcome with emotions and sensations, but Taegun, on the other hand, seemed relaxed and in control.
Yuan closed his eyes tightly and blurted out words he had never been able to say before.
“J-just…put…put it in, please.”
“You want me to put it in?”
“Yes. Please hurry up…!”
I’ll get used to it more if he just puts it in in one go, right?
Taegun could clearly see what Yuan was thinking. But contrary to his request, he pushed his penis in slowly, making Yuan squirm in response.
“Hngh, nghh…!”
“There’s no need to rush. Let’s take it slow, Yuan.”
“Ahhh, o-okay…”
Even though Taegun had only put his cock in halfway, Yuan’s body trembled. Taegun suppressed the impulse to forcefully shove his dick inside.
Taegun slowly ran his fingers down Yuan’s spine from top to bottom. Every time he brushed over a bone, Yuan’s body quivered.
“Don’t hold back your moans.”
“Okay, ahh, nghh.”
Taegun picked up the bottle of lube next to the bed and squeezed a good amount onto Yuan’s asshole.
Yuan curled his toes. He tried his best to pretend to be fine, but he couldn’t hide his ragged breaths or his hunched shoulders.
Every movement betrayed how unfamiliar he was with the situation.
Every time Taegun slid inside, the gel slid along.
“A-are you all, hnghh, the way in now?”
“Halfway.”
Yuan’s puckered opening was red and swollen. Taegun felt the area with his fingers.
“I think it’ll hurt less if I eat your ass,” Taegun said, moistening his lower lip with his tongue.
To Joo Taegun, sex was a primal act that involved being naked and in the throes of pleasure. He wasn’t one to think of sex as a sacred or sublime act.
“N-no, it’s dirty…!” Yuan stiffened at the proposition.
However, since Yuan still seemed to have idealized visions about the purity of sex, Taegun decided to follow his boyfriend’s lead for the time being.
“All right, then.”
Taegun lowered his head and kissed Yuan’s cheek gently, soothing him.
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
Yuan still flinched every time Taegun touched his body. He wasn’t used to someone else touching his private parts.
His mouth was parched, and his toes felt tingly.
“Haa, ahh…!”
“Easy, baby. It’s okay.”
Taegun began petting the sensitive spots of Yuan’s body. He twisted Yuan’s nipples, which had become flushed and erect with excitement.
“Ah, ahhh, that feels w-weird…!”
Yuan exhaled as he squirmed. Every time the head of Taegun’s penis pressed against his innermost wall, erotic moans escaped from his throat. Taegun gripped Yuan’s hips and increased the speed of his thrusts.
“T-Taegun-ssi…”
Taegun held Yuan’s wrists tightly and pushed them above his head. As he leaned down and added his weight, their skin-to-skin contact increased.
“Are you about to cum?”
He suddenly felt the urge to chew on Yuan’s buttocks, which looked as soft as a freshly picked peach. If he were to tie up Yuan, he was sure he’d enjoy it with his extra-sensitive body…
Taegun’s narrowed eyes flashed for a moment.
“Taegun-ssi?”
However, he couldn’t completely destroy Yuan’s romantic fantasies. He was just an innocent puppy.
“Hngh, yes, I-I think I’m going to cum…!”
A powerful orgasm crested over Yuan, making his entire body quake.
Squirt, splaaat.
His darkened pink penis trembled as it spouted a fountain of ejaculate. A white liquid sprayed over his abdominal muscles.
Taegun wiped the semen that had spurted on his chest, collecting it on his hand.
“I-I’m sorry!”
The startled Yuan reached to grab tissues from the bedside table.
“No, that’s okay.”
Taegun grabbed Yuan’s wrist. Then he brought it to his own penis, wrapping the small, soft hand over it along with his own sticky hand.
“Ah… Hngh.”
Yuan’s small hand was now holding Taegun’s hot, sticky pillar, which was throbbing with the desire to cum. He was surprised at the size of the penis, and his hand trembled.
“Ahhh… Hold it a little tighter.”
“L-like this?”
“...Yeah.”
The small hand quivered. This handjob was ridiculously inadequate.
Taegun wanted to shove his dick mercilessly into Yuan’s mouth down to his Adam’s apple, causing tears and snot to flow.
But he held back this murderous urge patiently. Instead, he strengthened the grip around his penis and pumped faster and harder.
“Whew…”
A low moan escaped his mouth, and a white liquid poured onto both their hands.
Splaaat.
“I-I’ll wash up first!”
Yuan fled to the bathroom in an embarrassed shuffle.
Shaaaa.
Soon afterward, the sound of water echoing could be heard from the bathroom.
“Haa… Fuck.”
Only then did Taegun allow himself to sigh from the frustration of abstinence. His expression was troubled.
He wished he could gently coax and comfort his young lover and then swallow him whole, but that seemed like a far-off goal.
I wish there were some way…
He felt his patience was nearing its end.
Taegun licked his lips and ran a hand through his hair.
***
Yuan suddenly got an emergency call from his friend Seungjoo, who had always said that no news was good news.
[Taegun-ssi, I’m really sorry for canceling our plans. I think something happened to my friend.]
[Do you want a ride? Where are you going?]
[I just got a taxi. It’s just a 5 minute ride.]
[All right. Have a good time with your friend.]
[Okay T_T I won’t take long. I’ll text you when I get home!!]
How has your day been, Taegun-ssi?
Yuan hesitated as he was about to press enter.
Does that sound too childish?
The two of them were seven years apart.
The age gap hadn’t been a big deal when they first started dating, but over time, it had started to bother Yuan.
Perhaps it was because Taegun was somehow always relaxed and carefree, no matter the situation, while Yuan seemed constantly flustered and uptight.
“Ugh.”
Yuan moved his finger that had been frozen in midair and pressed the back button.
If he looked at his phone anymore, he might text something annoying again. He put his phone deep in his pocket and leaned back against the seat.
The taxi soon stopped at its destination.
***
Yuan’s circle of acquaintances was narrow, to say the least, and Kim Seungjoo was one of his few friends. Seungjoo was also the only friend who knew everything about Yuan’s love life. Typically, it was Yuan asking Seungjoo for advice, but today was different.
When he arrived at the bar, empty soju bottles were already lined up in front of Seungjoo.
“What’s going on?”
He sat down without even thinking to take off his coat.
“Seungjoo?”
Seungjoo turned to look at Yuan only after his name was called.
“Hey.”
“Why’re you drinking by yourself?”
“I’m all alone. Who else would I drink with?”
“What about Joo-an? Should I contact him? He must be worried about you.
“Hah,” Seungjoo laughed bitterly. “‘Worried’? Yeah, right.”
“...Did something happen?”
“We broke up.”
“What?”
Joo-an and Seungjoo had been in a healthy relationship for over ten years, and in all that time, they had rarely fought.
So why on earth? Yuan racked his brain.
“He said he’s getting married,” Seungjoo said calmly.
Yuan was stupefied. For a moment, he wondered when same-sex marriage had become legal in Korea.
“...Married?” he asked, not comprehending.
“He had a marriage meeting with a woman,” Joo-an downed his drink in a single gulp.
“...What?”
“And not just a marriage meeting. He slept with her too, that fucker.”
Seungjoo’s calm tone became agitated, and the veins in his neck bulged. He drank as if his throat were burning, and he laughed as if he’d gone mad.
“Now she’s pregnant, and they’re getting ready for a shotgun wedding. But you know what that idiot said?”
“...What?”
“He said he’s getting married because his parents want grandkids and he needs to live a ‘normal life.’ Then he said that nothing between us had to change if I would just understand his situation.”
“What the hell? Is he insane?”
“I always thought he was a quiet, nice guy, but it turns out he’s a skeezy asshole. We dated for ten years, and I only just found out.”
“...Joo-an, no, that asshole—did he tell the woman that he’s gay?” Yuan asked.
“No. He wants me to sacrifice myself and be ‘considerate’ about the situation. She didn’t do anything wrong.”
The veins in Seungjoo’s forehead popped.
“...So what did you tell him?”
“I broke up with him. He chose to get married, and I can’t be with someone who has a wife, so…”
Yuan was unable to find any comforting words. For a while, their glasses were filled, emptied, and filled again.
“What about your boyfriend, Taegun-ssi?” Seungjoo suddenly asked.
“Huh?”
“He doesn’t have any plans to marry?”
“Huh?” Yuan blinked.
Seungjoo flicked Yuan’s dumbfounded face with a finger.
“It happens pretty often, turns out. Plus, he’s a chaebol, he’s attractive, and you said he used to date women before.”
“...Yeah.”
Yuan’s face hardened. That was in the past. Right now, Joo Taegun was only seeing Yuan. No one else. Seungjoo clicked his tongue as he looked at Yuan with a pitiful gaze.
“I haven’t talked to Taegun-ssi about it, but I’m sure he doesn’t have plans to marry.”
“I didn’t think it could be possible either. For ten whole years! I’m not saying the same thing’ll happen to you, but you should at least have a conversation with him about it, right? He’s at the age to get married now, isn’t he?”
Yuan could tell Seungjoo was just worried, but he couldn’t bring himself to smile.
Up until now, Yuan had assumed Taegun was wholly his, but all of a sudden, it felt like his world had broken.
***
Yuan didn’t remember how they parted ways. Seungjoo apologized for speaking about their relationship because he was caught up in his own emotions, but once the words had entered Yuan’s head, they did not easily disappear.
The cold night air brushed Yuan’s cheeks. He wrapped his coat tightly and hunched his shoulders.
He had completely forgotten that he promised to contact Taegun on the way home. He was busy wondering about Taegun’s true feelings toward himself. No matter how much he mulled over the issue, it seemed like he liked Taegun more than Taegun liked him. The thought made Yuan horribly anxious.
Walking home after meeting Seungjoo, Yuan gazed blankly at the calm road as darkness fell. His steps slowed.
Had Taegun treated all his previous partners well too?
The thought alone made Yuan feel sick. He trembled at the thought that he was nothing special. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but his eyes felt hot. His vision blurred with tears, and he stumbled.
How could he be this unlucky? His boyfriend didn’t love him, and now he was going to fall face flat on the sidewalk.
“Ooof.”
But instead of the pain Yuan expected, he felt someone’s strong arms grab his waist.
“Careful. That could’ve been dangerous.”
A pleasant, low voice rang in Yuan’s ears.
“...Taegun-ssi?”
“Are you having trouble walking? Should I carry you?”
The man Yuan had been thinking about had appeared unexpectedly, right in front of his eyes.
Taegun lifted Yuan up lightly, straightening his body.
Their eyes met, and Taegun’s gaze was full of affection.
“Why are you here?” Yuan asked in a bewildered voice.
How fateful to see his boyfriend just when he’d been consumed by thoughts of him.
“I said I wanted to pick you up, but you never replied,” Taegun said, holding his cell phone up.
“Oh...”
Yuan retrieved his cell phone from his pocket and saw several missed calls and texts.
“I figured you just didn’t see them, so I came on my own.”
Taegun grabbed Yuan’s waist and pulled him closer, as if it were the most natural action in the world.
“Ack…”
“Wanna sleep over at my place tonight?”
Yuan covered his ears instinctively, blushing. He understood the nuance behind the words.
“Oh...”
“You’re still that embarrassed? It’s not like it’s our first time,” Taegun said.
Yuan looked up in surprise at the blunt words.
“Taegun-ssi!”
“Sorry, sorry. I just keep wanting to tease you.”
“Th-that’s…!”
“Don’t worry, no one’s around to hear us. Sorry, I know you’re not used to this kind of stuff. I’ll stop now,” Taegun said affectionately.
He raised both hands as if to say he was really serious this time. Yuan paused for a moment. He wasn’t sure that he could get used to this kind of humor even as time passed.
Was Taegun used to these kinds of mature, dirty jokes because he was older? Or was it because he had more experience?
“...Okay.”
On the one hand, Yuan was happy that Taegun came to see him, and he felt like walking on clouds. On the other hand, he was depressed at the thought that Taegun might have acted like this with others before.
Taegun-ssi would be annoyed if he found out I had these pathetic thoughts, right?
At first, Yuan had liked the effortless ways in which Taegun showed his affection, even when Yuan himself was unable to.
He had taken it for granted since Taegun was older, but when he thought about it more carefully, Yuan realized that there was no way he was the only one to receive such special treatment.
If only I could be as grown-up as Taegun-ssi and just accept everything as it comes… He probably wants a partner who can take the lead to have sex or make dirty jokes to lighten the mood, right?
“What are you thinking about so hard?”
“...Nothing.”
Yuan shook his head. There was no way he could admit such pathetic feelings. He felt a gaze on him.
Taegun was especially handsome today, with his flowing bangs that weren’t styled, and a long cashmere coat over a casual outfit. He wasn’t wearing his usual suit now.
Yuan leaned his head against Taegun’s chest, telling himself he was drunk as an excuse.
“Did you drink a lot?” Taegun asked.
“A little... I guess I got drunk since it’s been so long since I drank,” Yuan mumbled.
It’d be greedy for me to want anymore than this.
Yuan squeezed Taegun’s arms and inhaled his scent. He just had to be satisfied that these arms were his for now, at least.
***
It must have been a miracle.
That was the only logical explanation for why Joo Taegun had accepted Yuan’s confession. Objectively speaking, Taegun was a man who had everything: social status, personality, and looks.
Yuan, on the other hand, had nothing to boast of except the fact that he was seven years younger.
He’d even secretly thought that their relationship would be easier if Taegun had some sort of flaw. He didn’t appear to have any problems on the outside, so Yuan hoped that there might be a problem with Taegun’s sexual functions.
“W-wait a minute..! W-what is that?”
“What are you so surprised for?”
“Well... I-I can’t…”
“Haha.”
That first night completely crushed his wish.
Yuan had thought that they could be happy just from confirming their love for each other and becoming lovers.
He didn’t want to be greedy, so he tried to be content with just dating.
But in the end, Yuan had to face the fact that the two would never be able to marry legally in the country.
Sniffle.
Yuan sensed that something inside of him had broken.
***
It’s absolutely not because I don’t trust Taegun-ssi. I’m just anxious. I’m just going to confirm this one thing and then go back home.
Yuan told his editor in advance that he wasn’t feeling well today and that he wouldn’t be able to turn in his work.
“I’m really sorry. I’ll definitely get the draft in to you by tomorrow. I just had something urgent pop up today.”
Yuan lied and bowed his head to the person on the other end of the line who couldn’t even see him.
[Don’t worry about it. Your health comes first. Rest up, Yuan-ssi.]
“Yes, thank you. Cough, cough,” Yuan pretended to cough and ended the call.
Contrary to what he had told his editor on the phone, Yuan was completely fine.
He was currently sitting in the cafe of the building where Taegun worked.
Why’d I come here?
He let out a shallow sigh and drank his steaming coffee.
He wanted to see for himself. What did Taegun look like at work? How did Taegun act without Yuan in the picture?
Yuan knew he was crossing the line, but he needed to see for himself.
Sigh.
It was a stupid plan. What were the chances of running into Taegun randomly in the cafe of such a big building?
And even if he did magically come across Taegun today, what did Yuan hope to achieve?
Only when he’d drunk his coffee halfway did he finally come to his senses.
I should just leave after I finish this.
Yuan hadn’t been in his right mind. It was a relief that he hadn’t been caught acting so creepy. He thought about going home and confessing the truth to Taegun.
Maybe I can’t tell him all the details, but Taegun-ssi’s a kind man, so I’m sure he’ll understand if I just tell him the general story…
Yuan’s thoughts wandered until he heard the ding-a-ling of the door opening and flinched reflexively.
“Taegun-ssi, you’re too much!”
A group of people had come into the cafe, and in the middle of them was Taegun.
Yuan knew it was him, even from a distance.
…
“You really didn’t have to come with me. I can bring the drinks up myself,” Taegun said.
The woman next to him linked her arm in Taegun’s naturally.
“Well, I had something I wanted to ask you, Taegun-ssi.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. It’s sort of a personal matter. Do you remember my niece you ran into in front of the company last week?”
“...Miss Sooyeon, right?”
“You do remember!” The woman’s face brightened instantly.
“Yes, it was only a few days ago.”
“Well, it seemed like she took a liking to you. Would you have any interest in meeting her, Taegun-ssi?”
“I don’t understand. Why would she be interested in an ahjussi like me?” Taegun said in a soft voice, implicitly rejecting her offer. But the woman didn’t seem to care.
“Who cares about your age? Everything else about you is perfect.”
“You’re being far too kind.”
“It’s been a while since things with your ex-girlfriend ended, right? You must still see her from time to time though, since she’s a client. I heard you two had even discussed marriage before breaking up.”
“Rumor spreads far, I see.”
“Well, everyone’s always curious about you, Taegun-ssi.”
For a fleeting moment, a flash of annoyance crossed Taegun’s face, but no one noticed it.
“We’ve been over for a while. I don’t have any regrets about it. And I’m seeing someone else now.”
It was clearly a rejection. However, the only thing Yuan could fixate on was the fact that Taegun had thought about marrying his ex-girlfriend.
“Are you planning to marry the person you’re seeing now?” the woman asked regretfully.
Taegun paused for the first time.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Yuan’s heart began beating violently, and he started sweating. He knew it was wrong of him to eavesdrop, but he was glued to his seat.
“...I’m not sure.”
If he were to think rationally, he would know that it was hard for two men to be recognized as lovers in this society, but Yuan was unable to keep this in mind.
“Then you should at least meet my niece,” the woman countered. “She’s a perfect marriage partner. She’s got a solid job, a nice personality, and a good family. She’s a little young, but she says she wants to get married early.”
Ding-a-ling.
More customers came in, and Yuan was unable to hear Taegun’s answer because of the increased chatter.
Yuan ran outside as if he were running away.
Huff, huff.
He was soon out of breath.
He thought desperately that he had to do something to keep Taegun.
I’m not enough for him.
Yuan once again thought about himself; the only thing he had to offer was his youthfulness.
There’s no comparison between me and that girl.
Apparently she was pretty, had a nice personality, a solid job, and even a good family. It was ridiculous to compare himself to someone like that, because he had nothing to offer.
Yuan felt so pathetic that tears welled up in his eyes.
ST: Thanks for reading! Chapter Two is quite long, but I’ll try to have it posted in a week or so.
PROLOGUE
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO (End)
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