Junho's One-Room Past, The Delivery Exposure Proposal
I was more than a little surprised by Junho's words.
"Once it started repeating, all three of us just got used to it."
"Is that something you can even get used to?"
Junho picked up the story from when he was twenty.
Junho's one-room studio started turning strange at some point.
Even before he opened the door after finishing his part-time job, the excited moans were already drifting out to meet him. When he pushed the door open, his friend and his friend's girlfriend were having sex on the bed under the window.
They had covered themselves with a blanket at first, but once the weather turned hot they simply threw it aside. The girlfriend had been shy in the beginning, yet somewhere along the way she grew bold. After they finished she would walk completely naked right past Junho as he sat watching television and head into the bathroom. And every time she did, the cum dripping from between her pussy lips caught his eye.
"Hyung. Stimulation just makes you hunt for bigger thrills."
"....."
"My buddy and I were drinking with his girlfriend one night, the three of us…"
Junho began telling me how he had ended up having sex with his friend and that friend's girlfriend.
That day was Minseok's payday, so the three of them drank late into the night in the studio. Meager snacks and strong soju had them all drunk in no time.
"Ah, fuck, getting drunk makes me horny. Hyemi, come here."
"Minseok oppa. There you go again. Every time you drink…"
Minseok yanked Hyemi's panties off. Despite the drinking spread laid out on the floor, he sat her down on top of him while he remained seated. Hyemi faced the seated Minseok and wrapped her arms around his neck. Minseok gripped her ass and lifted her up and down again and again.
"Euhhhuhhhuhhh."
Hyemi's moan spilled out. The room filled with the wet sound of Minseok's cock rubbing against Hyemi's pussy. Junho watched the two of them with indifference while he kept drinking.
"Aaaah…huhuh ahh ahh ahh."
"Fuck, I'm cumming."
Hyemi threw her head back with a long, drawn-out moan. Her top was already hiked up, leaving her breasts completely bare. Minseok squeezed one of them with a free hand as he rode out the afterglow of his orgasm.
Drunk as he was, Junho got hard watching them. He slipped a hand into his pants and stroked his cock while his eyes stayed locked on the pair. Minseok noticed.
"You horny little shit?"
"How the hell could I not be?"
Minseok turned Hyemi around so she sat facing outward, leaning back against him. Junho's eyes took in her naked body—the hiked-up t-shirt, the full, perky breasts, the cum still dripping from her pussy. Hyemi wore a dazed expression, whether from the alcohol or the afterglow of sex. Minseok kneaded both of her breasts as she nestled against him.
"Wanna give it a try?"
"You crazy bastard."
"What, your dick shrivel up at the thought of fucking your buddy's girl?"
Provoked by Minseok's taunt, Junho stood and stripped off his pants.
"Kyaaa. I'm not jealous of much, but fuck, I envy that cock size of yours."
"Fuck. You serious?"
Minseok laid Hyemi down on the floor from where she had been leaning against him. Junho stepped close and lined his hardened cock up with her pussy. He thrust his hips, but the cock slipped and failed to enter.
"This is why virgin bastards can't even take it when it's handed to them."
Junho tried again and again under Minseok's goading, failing every time to get inside.
"Aigoo… this idiot… hyung'll help you out."
From the opposite side Minseok grabbed Hyemi's legs and lifted them high. Junho saw her ass rise slightly, her legs spread wide, and the cum-slicked pussy open between them. As her legs parted, so did her folds. Junho pushed his cock straight into the opened pussy.
"Aaaahng."
Hyemi's moan burst free. Junho could not keep his wits about him at the first real feel of a woman's pussy. Instinct alone drove his hips at the pleasure no amount of masturbation had ever given him. Hyemi cried out with every thrust.
"Fucking bitch. Bigger size means a wilder reaction."
Minseok shoved his cock into the moaning Hyemi's mouth. She was too far gone from Junho's fucking to focus. Displeased that she was only holding him between her lips, Minseok slapped her cheek.
"Crazy bitch, suck it."
He kept moving his hips while he slapped her. That night Junho and Minseok took turns fucking Hyemi until dawn.
Junho's past story made my cock swell so hard it felt ready to burst.
"After that day it was a free-for-all."
"A free-for-all?"
"When the latch comes off for hormone-raging twenty-somethings, all hell breaks loose."
Junho set down his glass and let out a long sigh.
"We were a bunch of insane bastards doing crazy shit."
His voice dropped lower.
"Minseok and Hyemi ended up breaking up."
I stopped with my glass halfway to my lips.
Junho kept going.
"They say the first time is the hardest. Once you've mixed bodies with another guy, cheating gets easier."
"What happened…"
"At some point she started meeting other men. In secret."
Junho's fingers tapped the edge of the table. His eyes locked straight onto mine.
"Hyung. I'll be honest with you."
He drained his glass once more and cleared his throat.
"Your inclination… you said netorare, right? You might regret it later. For real."
Junho's voice had turned serious. I set my glass down. The alcohol slid down my throat and spread a hot heat through my chest. His warning stabbed at me, yet strangely an even stronger interest welled up in its place.
"I might regret it."
I answered with a smile. My voice cracked a little.
"But still… I want to try it."
Junho sighed.
"You'll regret it whether you do it or not anyway."
"...."
"You'll wonder about it your whole life. Or maybe the imagination will pile on and express itself as something even more twisted."
He crossed his arms, leaned on the table, and looked at me.
"Hyungsoo might change."
"It worries me a bit, but if it's within my control, it should be fine, right?"
I started airing out the concerns that had been circling in my head.
"I thought about looking for a guy on SNS, but he might turn out to be a weirdo or slip completely out of my control."
"......"
Junho simply listened in silence.
"Of course I don't think Mijeong will have sex with another man right from the start."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
"So she needs to get used to exposure first, then gradually move on to other people's touch—but I don't have anyone I can trust."
"Hyung, you're really… completely serious about this, huh."
Junho glanced out the window for a moment before speaking again.
"It's something I did with Minseok back then…"
"What is it?"
"Delivery exposure."
"Delivery exposure?"
Junho explained the delivery exposure he and Minseok used to do with Hyemi.
That day too, Minseok, Junho, and Hyemi had just finished a round of sex and were drained. Minseok said he was hungry and ordered delivery food. A little later it arrived.
Ding-dong.
"Hey? You go get it."
"What a pain…"
Minseok told Junho to answer the door, but Junho looked annoyed.
Ding-dong.
When the bell rang again, Hyemi moved.
"You two…. seriously…"
She picked up the t-shirt that had fallen on the floor and pulled it on.
"Yeah… I'm going."
Junho thought she looked precarious as she headed for the front door. When it opened, the delivery guy hesitated at the sight of her outfit. His expression was hidden behind the black motorcycle helmet.
"Uh…"
"Just set it down here."
Hyemi pulled money from her wallet and dropped it.
"Ah, shit…"
She hurriedly squatted to pick it up. Junho watched the t-shirt ride up as she crouched, completely exposing her bare ass. The delivery guy's body seemed to freeze for a second. Completely unaware, Hyemi gathered the bills and pressed them into his hand.
"Thank you."
The delivery guy muttered a thanks of his own for some reason and left. After the door closed, Junho told Hyemi what had happened.
"Hey? That delivery guy totally froze staring at your pussy."
"Ah shit… what?"
Minseok heard him and sat up on the bed.
"Fuck, you showed your pussy to the delivery guy? That's so fucking hot."
The three of them had to eat the jajangmyeon that had swollen and refused to mix properly that night.
Curiosity sparked in me at Junho's words, so I pressed him for more details about how it had gone.
"We did delivery exposure a few more times after that."
"Isn't it dangerous?"
"With two guys already in a one-room place, the delivery guy couldn't really do anything about it."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
Junho's throat was dry from the long story; he tossed back another shot of soju.
"Starting with delivery exposure would be less of a burden, and there'd still be the tension…"
I felt my heart racing at his suggestion. Along with the alcohol, scenes flashed through my mind—Mijeong standing at the door in thin clothes, the delivery guy watching her. The urge to try it right away surged up hard.
"It's a bit funny for me to be the one suggesting you try this."
"But doing it at our house seems risky."
"In your case, yeah, that could be. Or doing it at a motel could work."
I thought for a long while before I finally spoke.
"Could you maybe play the delivery guy for us?"