Scream For Me - Scream - Episode 143

#side story 12

 

Side Story 2 (01)

As soon as she opened her eyes in the morning, Yeonwoo got up to look at the clock and lowered her head with a yelp at the pain she felt in her lower back. Every inch of his body, from his shoulders to the tips of his legs, ached as if he had been exercising vigorously all night. Yeonwoo thought, “He’s never done anything particularly good for exercise,” and lay down again in the same position he was about to get up.

I lay in bed like that for a while, dazed, when I heard the front door opening. Yeonwoo turned his head toward the door without even thinking about getting up.

The sound of pounding footsteps crossed the living room, and then the door burst open. In-woo stood holding the doorknob and spoke with his eyes wide.

“Are you awake?”

“… huh.”

Inwoo was wearing a thin T-shirt and shorts, probably after a morning workout. Inwoo said.

“do you want to drink coffee?”

“… huh. “Something warm”

“okay. “I’ll get it to you right away.”

When Yeonwoo nodded, Inwoo smiled and walked straight to the kitchen. Yeonwoo covered himself with a blanket and turned over his aching body. I felt like I was suffering from body aches due to the weather getting a bit cooler recently.

While Yeonwoo continued to lie down like that, not even thinking about sitting up, Inwoo came into the room holding a large mug. Yeonwoo slowly sat up and asked.

“Did you come here after exercising?”

“huh. Early soccer club.”

In-woo answered in a lively tone that still conveyed the enthusiasm of the movement and held out a mug filled with coffee. Yeonwoo took the warm mug and looked at Inwoo’s sweaty bangs. The morning air must have been quite cold now, but the sight of In-woo sweating profusely, dressed as if it were mid-summer, was beyond amazing.

Yeonwoo spoke after drinking enough coffee to quench his dry throat overnight.

“that… As for the early soccer club… “Is that what men do?”

In-woo, who was blinking as if it was difficult to understand the intention of the question, shook his head and answered with a slightly serious expression.

“no. “It’s not like that.”

“Can you do it even if you’re not an uncle?”

In-woo, who was looking at Yeon-woo blankly, laughed and said.

“It’s just something people who like soccer do. “I’m not even an old man.”

“… … .”

“hey! “Why is there no answer!”

In response to In-woo’s urgent interrogation, Yeon-woo threw his head back and laughed. Yeonwoo said, placing the mug on his lap.

“When I was in elementary school, when I saw people playing soccer in the school yard during the early soccer club, it seemed like they were all old men.”

“There are a lot of old men, but… “Not everyone is an old man.”

“Are there a lot of young people doing what you do?”

“so so? “I am the youngest.”

“That’s what old men do.”

“hey! “If you put it that way, you are also an old man.”

In-woo pressed Yeon-woo’s white cheek with his thumb. It was just a gesture of kindness, pretending to be grumpy. Yeonwoo said with a bright smile.

“Our Inwoo… “Seeing that you’re so upset, I guess you’re a real guy.”

“Why is that so?”

“When I called you uncle, if you were embarrassed, I said you were hyung, and if you got angry, I called you uncle.”

Yeonwoo, who was shaking his shoulders and laughing as if it was so funny to treat his younger brother like an uncle, suddenly groaned and bent his back. In-woo leaned towards Yeon-woo and asked urgently.

“what’s the matter? “What’s wrong?”

“… “I feel like I’m sick.”

“sick?”

“huh… “I guess it’s because the air is cold these days.”

In-woo placed his large palm on Yeon-woo’s forehead. Yeonwoo looked at Inwoo’s face silently. In-woo tilted his head with an expression of uncertainty, looked at his forehead and Yeon-woo’s forehead alternately, and then spoke.

“I don’t think I have a fever… . Does it hurt a lot? “Do you have any headaches?”

“Just a little sore… Everything else is fine.”

“Then it’s not body aches, it’s just muscle pains?”

“There was nothing that would cause muscle pain… .”

In-woo, who seemed to be thinking about something, suddenly smiled mischievously and then began to laugh. Yeonwoo asked.

“Why are you laughing?”

“I think I know. “The reason you’re sick.”

“what is that?”

“It’s because you use your body more than usual.”

“I didn’t really have anything to do?”

“What did you do with me last night?”

In-woo approached his face and asked with a sly smile. Yeon-woo looked at In-woo’s red lips as if he were fascinated, then remembered the memory of last night and opened his mouth, saying, “Ahh.”

Since it was a long-awaited day off for both of them, they drank beer and watched TV together and did it once on the sofa. Then they walked around naked to clean up the beer cans and did it again at the kitchen table. Then they were dragged to the bed and did it two more times. It was only then that I remembered that I had fallen asleep.

Yeonwoo said while massaging his forearm, which was numb due to muscle pain.

“Oh no way… ah… “Is that why?”

“It’s because you don’t exercise at all. “If I were an old man, you would be a old man, old man.”

Inwoo playfully bumped the bridge of his nose. Yeonwoo said, pursing his lips.

“Who am I hurting like this right now?” .”

“Does it hurt a lot?”

“My legs hurt so much. “It seems difficult to walk.”

In-woo furrowed his brows with an embarrassed expression, then sighed in a similar way to a laugh and lifted the blanket covering Yeon-woo’s body. In-woo, who found Yeon-woo’s body still bearing traces of last night’s hot night, closed his eyes tightly, turned his head and said,

“ah… Seo Yeon-woo is really sexy right now.”

“What’s so sexy?”

“You’re just so sexy… .”

In-woo climbed up on the bed, placed Yeon-woo’s leg on his thigh and massaged it.

“Next time, no matter how hard it is, let’s sleep with our clothes on, brother. “I feel dizzy every morning.”

Yeon-woo, who was holding the mug tightly as if he was dissatisfied with something, looked at In-woo and said.

“… “How about you refrain from stripping, little brother?”

In-woo suddenly started coughing, and his ears turned red. Yeonwoo smiled softly and drank warm coffee. In-woo, who had been massaging silently for a while, said while stroking Yeon-woo’s calf, which was so smooth that there were no protruding muscles, for a long time.

“Your legs are really… So pretty… .”

“It’s surprising that you said my legs were pretty. “Before, I didn’t even like looking at you.”

“iced coffee… that… ah… .”

Inwoo seemed to have complicated thoughts and rubbed his palm near his eyebrows. In-woo, who was thinking while biting his lip, moved his hand to massage the other calf and said.

“It’s not that I didn’t want to see it… I think it was because it looked dangerous… . “It’s a trauma.”

“ah… I see.”

“It looks dangerous, and it keeps bringing back unpleasant memories when I look at it… . it’s fine now.”

“… thank god.”

“what… “It didn’t get better in other ways, though.”

In-woo laughed mischievously and leaned down deeply to kiss Yeon-woo’s thigh until it made a sound. In-woo gently grabbed Yeon-woo’s leg, which was shaking in surprise at the tickling sensation, and kissed the white and soft flesh repeatedly before saying.

“brother. Me now… “Stand.”

Yeonwoo glanced sideways between Inwoo’s legs. I could see the outline of something sticking out of my baggy shorts.

“Touch me.”

In-woo whispered, licking Yeon-woo’s lower abdomen. Yeonwoo said, stepping back a little to avoid Inwoo’s arm wrapping around his waist.

“you… You have to go to work today. “How are you going to get to work?”

“I can’t go on like this anyway.”

In-woo, who had already climbed up onto the bed, gently took the mug Yeon-woo was holding and placed it on the side table, as if trying to cajole. Yeonwoo looked at Inwoo’s shorts that were pulled up tightly and bit his lip nervously.

It wasn’t difficult to do it by hand, but the problem was that once you started, you didn’t think you could finish it by hand.

Yeonwoo took a deep breath and then spoke.

“I’ll just do it by hand. “No more than that.”

“okay.”

In-woo grabbed Yeon-woo’s hand and pulled it between his legs. Yeonwoo awkwardly rubbed the tight bulge of his shorts and then put his hand underneath his pants. The inside of the small space was sweltering with heat. Inwoo burst into laughter as Yeonwoo groped his inner thigh.

“Why does your hand go in there?”

“then no?”

“It feels like he’s touching me secretly.”

A low, playful voice whispered in my ear. Yeonwoo hurriedly lowered his head as he felt his lower abdomen tickling. Not only was Inwoo strange, but he himself seemed strange as well. Why do I react so quickly to even insignificant stimuli?

Yeonwoo put his hand deep inside Inwoo’s pants and rubbed the top of his underwear. I felt something heavy that I couldn’t hold in one hand. As he traced the shape of the penis with just the sensation of his fingertips, it felt as if he was secretly touching it, as In-woo said.

In-woo’s breathing was getting heavier as it poured onto Yeon-woo’s neck. Yeonwoo slipped his finger through the narrow gap in his underwear. The moment the hot, swollen thing touched his slender fingers, In-woo let out a pleasant moan.

“ah… “Seo Yeon-woo’s hands are really dirty.”

“I haven’t done anything yet… .”

“You’re just sexy yourself.”

In-woo responded in a low scratchy voice and placed his lips on Yeon-woo’s collarbone. Yeonwoo tilted his head back and rubbed the wetness as if offering himself to Inwoo, who was digging under his chin.

In-woo, who was stroking Yeon-woo’s body with his wide palm as if trying to carefully awaken her body’s senses, said as he held something that had already become wet.

“Stand. Seo Yeon-woo.”

“uh… “How can you not stand!”

“My brother is cute.”

Before Yeonwoo could say anything, their lips overlapped. Yeonwoo stopped moving his hands and tensed his body stiffly. Since In-woo was supporting his waist with his arms, he wouldn’t have to back off while kissing, but he was so embarrassed that he couldn’t help it.

The kissing, biting and licking the lips continued non-stop. Yeon-woo’s hand, which was inside In-woo’s pants, was suddenly pushed out and was squeezing In-woo’s thigh. In-woo, who continued to kiss him until he was out of breath, parted his lips for a moment as if to catch his breath and then spoke.

“ha… “It won’t work.”

“ah… I can’t… !”

Yeonwoo said urgently with a pitiful expression. The pronunciation was the same as In-woo’s words, but the meaning was completely different.

In-woo made a huffing sound and lowered his head as if saying the same but different words was funny. In-woo’s chest heaved loudly as he twitched. He couldn’t bring himself to laugh openly and seemed to be laughing under his breath. In-woo, who had been laughing like that for a while, said with a slightly red face.

“Have I been such an animal to you?”

“huh.”

In-woo licked his lips in embarrassment and spoke in a calm voice.

“I won’t insert it. really.”

“… really?”

“I don’t say empty words.”

In-woo, who had a rather serious expression on his face, immediately kissed his lips. Yeonwoo let out a slow breath as she felt the soft touch of tongues mixing together.

In-woo brushed Yeon-woo’s shoulder as if caressing him, then swept his arm and squeezed her wrist. Yeonwoo allowed Inwoo to touch her arm as he pleased.

In-woo took out his own over his shorts and placed Yeon-woo’s hand on it. Yeonwoo carefully held the hot object. In-woo placed his palm over the back of Yeon-woo’s hand, wrapped his hand around his, and began to move it up and down his hand.

Yeonwoo felt something tightening around her palm and looked at Inwoo’s face. I felt like I was holding it too hard, but I wondered if it would be okay. But In-woo didn’t care and shook Yeon-woo’s hand. As his movements became faster, Inwoo’s expression also began to grow excited.

In-woo, who was biting his lower lip and breathing heavily, looked at Yeon-woo with a relaxed gaze. It was a look that made my stomach feel warm just by meeting him.

“Inwoo… me too… .”

When Yeon-woo secretly spread her legs and asked to be touched, one corner of In-woo’s mouth went up. In-woo completely spread Yeon-woo’s legs, brought his crotches close together, and held his own with Yeon-woo’s.

Yeonwoo shivered at the feel of his naked skin. The feeling of their things touching each other and the pressure of Inwoo’s palm were dizzyingly good.

The hand’s long sweep up and down became faster and faster at the same time as the fluid flowing from the tip became tangled. Yeonwoo naturally spread her legs as if she were having penetrative sex, occasionally arching her back and moaning. Her inner thigh muscles trembled as Inwoo’s fingers brushed the sensitive skin at the tip.

“ah… Inwoo… I think I’m going to cum… .”

“uh… me too.”

In-woo responded briefly in a trembling voice and began to move his hands more busily. Yeonwoo climaxed in Inwoo’s frantically shaking hands and twisted his waist.

“ah… Inwoo… Sigh… !”

“ha… Fuck… .”

In-woo tilted his neck back and ejaculated, pressing his waist close to Yeon-woo’s crotch. In-woo, who finished ejaculating by pushing his waist several times as if doing it inside his body, let out a long breath. Yeonwoo blinked his eyes without even thinking about wiping the semen that had splattered onto his face.

In-woo took a breath first and smiled instead of looking down at Yeon-woo’s face. Yeonwoo is still breathing heavily and asks, “Why?” he asked. Inwoo said.

“Because my brother is so pretty”

“… what.”

In-woo gently traced the semen on Yeon-woo’s cheek with his fingertips and swallowed it. Only then did Yeonwoo truly recognize the stain on his face and rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand.

“Just stay here. “I’ll clean it for you.”

After stopping Yeonwoo, Inwoo pulled up his pants and went out to the living room. Soon, In-Woo returned to the room and there was a wet towel in his hand. In-woo sat on the bed and asked Yeon-woo while wiping her body with a warm towel.

“What are you going to do today?”

“today… .”

Yeonwoo looked up at the ceiling and blinked slowly. Although it was only a few days ago that I cleaned up my work and safely left the company, my schedule was still full as there were a few jobs I didn’t want to miss among the jobs pouring into the interpretation market in the fall.

Yeonwoo hesitated a little before answering.

“I went to the convention center in the morning… “I’m going to get some rest in the afternoon.”

“Oh yeah? Then, when you take a break, please tidy up the study. “You haven’t cleaned up the study even once since you moved in.”

“Did you organize it?”

“You mean that was sorted out?”

In-woo stopped wiping Yeon-woo’s face and opened his eyes wide. In response to Inwoo’s sincere surprise, Yeonwoo pouted and spoke with his lower lip.

“why? “What’s wrong with my study?”

“no… just… a little… .”

It’s not organized. In-woo swallowed his words and silently wiped Yeon-woo’s face. Anyway, it’s Yeonwoo’s ‘my study’, and I thought it didn’t matter how it was organized as long as Yeonwoo was comfortable with it.