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“Gihun-ssi, how old are you?”
Gihun turns to Youngil, smiling as he continues chewing tonight’s dinner: eggs and rice. He swallowed the plain, unseasoned food down, thickly. “I was born in ‘74, you?” Youngil watches intently as Gihun licks a stray piece of rice off the corner of his mouth, “‘76,” he’s quiet for a moment before scooting closer to Gihun, stabilizing his body with his palm on the floor, “Hyung…” Gihun turned away, face red, as the formality reminded him of his lost admirer, Sangwoo. “Youngil…you…don’t have to call me that-...don’t have to be so formal…” Youngil gives Gihun a mischievous smile, “I want to call you that, hyung.” Youngil scoots a little closer, almost invading the other’s personal space. There's a silence that lingers in the air before Gihun decides to break it.
“You remind me of…a friend I lost.”
Youngil and Gihun pull their eyes away from each other as their team split up to go put away their finished dishes, “We’re gonna get ready to get some shut-eye,” Jungbae explains, taking a step towards the two before turning back around to follow the rest of the group, “You two are on night-watch as usual I assume. Don’t have too much fun!” Jungbae giggles to himself before waving the two men off.
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“Get some rest Youngil, I’ll start off doing night-duty. I’m not too tired.” Gihun is seated on the cold polished floor between his group’s bunk-beds, hidden from plain-view. Youngil is getting himself comfortable on his bunk, perfectly fine with the view of watching Gihun. Youngil smiles softly, “Are you sure? I’m not too tired either, you know.”
“Really, It’s okay. I’m too on edge to be sleeping anyway.” As Gihun finishes his sentence, Youngil sits up in his bed and throws his legs off the side of the bed, “What are you doing?”
Youngil slips out of the bed and sits down next to the older man, “I’m not too tired either really. Plus I want to talk to you some more.” Youngil smiled at Gihun, staring at his lips as they curved into a sweet smile. “You know how I told you I’ve been in the games before?” Gihun asked as he looked away from Youngil, frowning. Youngil nodded as he adjusted himself to get more comfortable on the hard flooring. “I had a…friend…who was with me in the games,” Gihun’s eyes started to water slightly, so he kept looking straight, refusing to meet the younger’s eyes. “He was my childhood friend. We were the last two…well- you know how that went.” Gihun stopped himself, chuckling with dread laced in his throat. He looked at Youngil, his eyes studying every inch of his face. “We’ve only known each other a few days but,” Gihun leans in closer, trying to get a good look at his eyes, “You remind me so much of him that I feel like I’ve known you forever…” The two stared at each other for a bit before Youngil decided to speak up.
“Hyung-...did he call you that?”
“...yeah…he did…just like how you do.”
“Were you…lovers…hyung?” Youngil asked softly, as if to try to not scare away Gihun.
“Worse.”
Youngil can’t hold himself back at that anymore. He crashes his lips into Gihun’s, one hand cupping his face and another roaming his back. They keep their breaths silent so as to not wake the others. Gihun breaks away for air, “I feel like I can trust you- hah…like how we trusted each other…” Youngil moaned softly into the other's mouth.
“You won’t betray me like he did right?”
“Never,” Inho lied.
Gihun let a tear fall from his eye as Youngil pressed his lips against his. The younger man moved his lips in a steady pace, trying to keep up with Gihun’s more desperate movements. Youngil let his hands wander towards the back of Gihun’s waistband, before he dipped his hands under it, softly groping his lower body.
“Ah-” Gihun pulls away, their faces still close and a string of saliva connecting them, “I don’t know…if this is a good idea-” Youngil quickly shuts him up with a kiss and all of Gihun’s concerns melt away with each swipe of the younger’s tongue across his lips. Youngil sneaks his hands up the older man’s shirt, arms wrapping around his waist, “Hey, hyung,” Gihun chases after Youngil’s lips, “Everyone’s asleep now.” Youngil points around the room to show Gihun that no one was watching them. The younger man grabs Gihun by his waist, forcibly pulling him into his lap. His hands wander Gihuin’s body, eyes fixated on the bump visible in his sweatpants. Youngil smiles, noticing Gihun’s bulge twitching in front of his eyes and guides his hand towards his own bulge.
“Do you feel it, hyung,” Youngil’s breath jerks as Gihun squeezes his growing shaft in his sweatpants, “Do you see what you do to me?” Gihun closes his eyes out of embarrassment and hides his head in the crook of Youngil’s neck. “Did you ever do this with your lover? That man who had to die?” Gihun’s hand makes its way up to Youngil’s hair, grabbing it tightly and squeezing. He shook his head, “No…well…I…had a wife and I never told him and-” Gihun’s breath hitched as Youngil pulled Gihun’s pants down enough for just his cock to spring out, “I-It was complicated-”
“Do you want to do these things with me, Hyung?”
“Yes, yes Youngil, please-” Youngil pushed his own pants down to take out his cock. It was thicker than Gihun’s but about the same length. He put their two shafts together and hovered his mouth above them, spitting straight onto it. He worked his hands slowly across both their tips, groaning in pleasure at the relief. Gihun threw his head back, quietly moaning when Youngil swiped his thumb over his tip, rubbing the mixture of pre-cum and saliva all over his head.
“Let me do the work, okay Hyung?” Youngil’s lips found their way to Gihun’s exposed neck, sucking harshly on the skin, “Relax.” Gihun moaned softly into the other man’s ear, vibrations spreading throughout Youngil’s body. Both men shook as the pleasure consumed them, Gihun shaking a little more. Youngil sucked a sharp breath in as he squeezed the two cocks together, cursing under his breath. Gihun’s moans were getting louder as Youngil kept brushing his fingernail against his slit, so he quickly shut him up with his lips on his.
“You wanna get caught, Gihun?” Youngil flipped Gihun over so that he was hovering over the older man. He wraps his hand around Gihun’s neck, squeezing lightly as he continues to jerk them off, “You’re so fucking loud, I love the way you sound.” Gihun brought his hands up to where Youngil had a grip on him and caressed them softly. He bucks his hips up to match Youngil’s thrusts onto him, “Youngil-! Kiss-! Kiss me again..!” The younger man reacts to his begging by smirking, choking him harder than before and leaning down to whisper in his ear, “You’re so fucking hot. I just want to cum all over your clothes; let everyone know you’re a slut for me.” Gihun chokes on his breath, body shaking as a thick hand runs up his shirt to tweak his nipple. Youngil rolls the sensitive bud in between his pointer finger and thumb. He maneuvers his head back towards their aching cocks to let his tongue loll out of his mouth. The saliva that had been collecting on his tongue now seeped out of the cavern, providing some more moisture to their cocks. He twists his hand in a rhythmic manner to spread his saliva all over their shafts, watching as Gihun’s face twists in pleasure.
“Youngil-ssi…please..gonna cum soon…”
Youngil felt pride surge within his body as he fucked into the older’s cock faster. “Is this good enough for you, huh?” Youngil bit Gihun’s neck, grunting with each thrust, “You couldn’t get enough of the thrill, mm? You had to come back to the games just to get fucked like this by me.” Within a few more thrusts, Youngil was also shaking, indicating his close arrival.
“God- fuck, gonna cum, hyung…”
Gihun wrapped an arm around Youngil’s neck, nodding frantically, “Yes-..yes cum, cum for me Youngil. Cum with me-“ Gihun’s back arched off the floor, mouth now connected with Youngil’s, as they spilled into the younger’s hand. Low moans were heard from both men before Youngil pulled away, bringing his hand to his mouth. He licked the cum off his fingers seductively, sucking on each finger, and tongue wrapping around the tips. He leaned down to drink the stray cum that was spilled onto Gihun’s tracksuit, “You taste so good, hyung…” Gihun let out a happy sigh, smiling before sitting up to kiss Youngil.
“I’m gonna get us out of here, okay?” Youngil smiled at Gihun’s determination, “I’m not going to let anyone hurt you. Stick with me till the end.”
Youngil smiled, planting another kiss on the older man’s lips.
“I won’t betray you.”