“I’m sorry,” Min Jae said, again, ignoring the voice in his head telling him to shut up, following the voice in his heart instead. “I’m sorry to hit you with all this. Sorry that my life’s not neat, sweet, and cookie-cutter safe. Sorry that my feelings are chaotic and out of my control.” He shifted, dragging a knee onto the bed as he turned to face Andy directly. “I’m not ashamed that I did what it took to survive, but I’m not naive, either. I’ve built my entire life around keeping this secret because I knew what it would mean if anyone found out. That usually means keeping people at arm’s length because I can’t afford to be found out. Not when I’m finally so close. Then I met you.” He reached for Andy’s knee but stopped himself. No, not yet. “You’re the first person I’ve told because whatever’s happening between us feels real. You deserve the choice to walk away based on the truth.”
Andy let Min Jae hold his gaze, silently digesting what he’d just heard, his eyes narrowed, his jaw tight. He relaxed his jawfirst, followed by his eyes, then his shoulders, before reaching for Min Jae’s hand. Min Jae let him take it. Whatever happened, it would be based on his real life–his real self–and that was okay. Andy loudly exhaled through his nose and gently squeezed Min Jae’s hand. Min Jae inwardly braced himself for the inevitable rejection.
Andy surged forward, stopping a hand’s width from Min Jae’s face, startling him from his stoic acceptance. “You’re a big dummy if you thought I wouldn’t be okay with all this once you explained it.”
Min Jae frowned. Andy could’ve just ripped off his t-shirt and ate it, and it would’ve made more sense. “What?”
Andy grinned, squeezing Min Jae’s hand again. “You heard me.” He leaned closer, his warm breath caressing Min Jae’s face. “It was very brave to say all that. And bravery is sexy.” His grin brightened. “I’m gonna kiss you now.”
Min Jae gulped, his mind still racing to catch up to reality. “What?”
Andy chuckled, finally closing the gap, his lips meeting Min Jae’s with enough energy to spark an inferno, burning away his anxiety, shame, and resolve. He pressed back, meeting Andy’s tongue for a lively dance as he reached for the back of Andy’s head. He brushed his fingers through Andy’s hair as Andy cupped the back of his neck and slowly slid his hand down Min Jae’s back. The voice in Min Jae’s head–the one who told him to walk away–was gone, leaving only the voice in his heart to sing with absolute joy. For whatever reason, despite all the shit life had heaped on him, he’d found someone he could be honest with. Totally, completely honest. For the first time, Min Jae felt absolutely seen and accepted.
Pulling away from their kiss, Min Jae grasped Andy’s shoulders and pushed backward until he could climb atop Andy’s waist. “I know we already did this today, but–”
Andy, his face already flushed, beamed at Min Jae with thatsame, stupid, lovely grin. “I can count the number of times I came in the last month on one hand. Including today.” He pressed against Min Jae with his obvious erection. “If you want round two, I’m down, but–” He paused, glancing at the door.
“She’s probably already asleep,” Min Jae explained. He slid his hands from Andy’s shoulders to his firm, muscled chest, pressing back, putting his weight on Andy’s cock. “But you’ll have to be quiet, just in case.” He sat up on his knees, nodding toward the nightstand beside the bed as he reached for Andy’s waistband. “My lube’s in the top drawer.”
“You have lube?” Andy snorted as he turned toward the nightstand. “I thought you said you haven't done anything in this bed before.”
“I haven’t. It’s for jerking off.” Min Jae tugged Andy’s shorts down, releasing his towering erection. “Hurry up and grab it.”
“Alright, alright.” Andy frowned as he grabbed the small, black plastic lube bottle from the top drawer and handed it to Min Jae. “So, are you like a dom or something? A dom bottom?”
Min Jae took the lube and unscrewed the cap. “I’m neither. I’m just good at getting what I want. And, right now? I want you to fuck me.” He poured a generous amount over Andy’s erection. “There. Lube that thing up nicely, please.”
Andy’s grin returned with a vengeance as he grabbed his cock and started working the lube around his shaft. “Yes, sir.”
Min Jae lifted himself off Andy far enough to pull down his own shorts, freeing his already dripping erection from confinement. Seeing Andy beneath him, naked from the thighs up, his golden skin just beginning to glow with a thin sheen of sweat, was better than any fantasy he’d entertained. Feeling Andy’s warmth between his thighs. Basking in Andy’s delicious scent mingling ever so slightly with Min Jae’s bodywash. He tipped the bottle to pour some lube on his fingers, but Andy quickly snatched it away.
“I can’t let you have all the fun now, can I?” Andy added moreto his already slick fingers before reaching between Min Jae’s legs. Min Jae shivered as a fingertip found his taint, lightly tickling it before working back further, further, until it rested against his entry point. Andy spread some of the lube onto him, swirling his finger around, increasing the pressure until it popped inside.
Min Jae gasped despite himself, quickly covering his mouth to stifle his moans as Andy worked a second finger inside. He hadn’t bottomed since before the competition, but he was a pro, and knew how to relax in just the right places. And the show staff hadn’t questioned his PrEP prescription–either they didn’t know what it was or knew enough to not ask–which meant he could keep taking it. But the fingers had done their job, and Min Jae wanted the real thing. He gave them a little squeeze.
“Yikes.” Andy yanked his fingers out. “Are you sure you’re not a dom?”
“If that’s what it takes–” Min Jae replied, sliding forward until he could point his ass at Andy’s erection. “–to get you to stop teasing me–” He reached back to grab Andy’s cock, positioning it against him and sliding back. “–and give me what I want.”
“Hey, I’m all in. Just–” Andy stopped, slapping a hand over his mouth to stifle a groan. “Holy shit, that’s amazing.”
Min Jae barely heard him, his attention fully captured by the wave of pleasure cascading through his body as Andy entered him. It wasn’t the biggest cock he’d taken–not by a long shot. But it fit him well, long enough and thick enough to hit all the right places without wreaking havoc on his insides. “That’s it,” he quietly moaned, sliding back until Andy was fully inside him. He caught Andy’s gaze, locking on. “Now, fuck me.”
Andy nodded, reaching for Min Jae’s ass to lift him up and hold him there while he thrusted. He never looked away, carefully muffling his grunting as he pulled back and pushed in again, building a slow rhythm that sent Min Jae into spiralling bursts of ecstasy.
Sex with Andy was a revelation. He’d been fucked plenty of times, and had sometimes even enjoyed it, although rarely. But it had been years since he’d done it with anyone other than a paying client. Since he’d done it just because he wanted to. Since he’d opened himself up so completely to someone else, like he’d done–and was doing–with Andy.
Min Jae shifted to angle Andy’s cock a little better. Yeah, there, the head brushing his prostate every time it pushed inside, each time ringing Min Jae’s bliss bell a little louder. Andy bit down on his lower lip, mostly keeping his moaning and grunting to a minimum, his cheeks and ears bright red, his breath halting and quick. Close, but not close enough. Min Jae reached back and found Andy’s balls, cupping and caressing them. Andy’s breathing quickened in time to his anxious thrusting, the rhythm increasing to the point that Min Jae knew Andy was close.
“Shit, I’m gonna cum soon,” Andy declared, straining through a tight jaw and gritted teeth.
Min Jae flexed his dancer’s thighs, adding his own strength to the equation as he began to stroke himself. God damn. “I know.”
“Min Jae!”
“I know.”
Two thrusts later, Min Jae lifted off Andy, sliding back just enough to let Andy cum. A barrage of great, ropy strands erupted from his cock, painting Andy’s chest, the headboard, and the wall behind it. Min Jae kept stroking himself, watching in something close to awe at Andy’s primal display. It drove him fucking wild. He bit down on his lip, muffling a cry that the neighbors would’ve surely heard otherwise, as he came next, adding his cum to the fluids pooling on Andy’s chest. Hopefully, his grandmother was still asleep.
