First Voyeurism (1)
"Oppa..."
Seoyeoni nuzzled into my arms, rubbing her face against me. Since then, she'd gone over five more times. Three times she came back early, and twice she stayed the night. Five times might not sound like much, but who knows how many rounds of sex they had... Did she go all night again today? She always seemed especially exhausted on the days she slept over at Hyeonwoo's place.
I patted Seoyeoni comfortingly while gauging her mood.
"You look really tired."
"Yeah... I just wanna sleep a bit..."
"Ah... then later...?"
"You wanna?"
Of course I wanted to. I wanted to shove myself into her pussy right now, the one that had taken Hyeonwoo's cock all night long... But hearing her sleepy voice dripping with exhaustion, it felt impossible.
"I-I..."
"Can we do it later? I'm just too..."
"Yeah! Rest, rest. I'm fine."
"Sorry."
Seoyeoni looked up at me with genuine remorse. That expression made my heart ache. I felt pushed aside.
"Should I at least use my hand?"
"No, if you're that tired, don't bother..."
"It's okay with my hand."
She smiled sleepily and tugged at my pants. I quickly stripped off my pants and underwear, and her small, soft hand wrapped around my dick. It felt like a small consolation—at least I hadn't been completely shut out.
"But... how many times did you do it today?"
"Huh? Just... y'know..."
"Did it feel good? Did you cum a lot?"
"I dunno, stuff like that..."
No matter how much I asked about the details—how many times, how good it felt—Seoyeoni just brushed it off vaguely. Humans really are creatures of habit. At first, just hearing she'd done it made me cum over and over from the excitement... Now I craved something stronger. I wanted to watch them, hear them, feel it for real.
"Seoyeoni, what if... I watched?"
"Why bring that up again... I said I really hate that."
"Then selfies? Or at least a recording..."
"No way. Absolutely not."
She shook her head firmly, like it was out of the question. Her tone and expression made me back down again. Was there no way...? I had no idea how to convince her.
"Hyung, that's a crime. A straight-up crime."
"Dude... it's not like that..."
"What's not? Secretly recording or filming when she says no? That's a crime."
"..."
"Get a grip, hyung. Even if you're like this, pushing when Seoyeoni says no ain't right."
I'd cautiously asked Hyeonwoo for help, but he just scolded me instead. He was right, and I had nothing to say.
"She won't tell you properly?"
"Yeah..."
"She's embarrassed, huh? Makes sense—who'd wanna spill all the details to their boyfriend about getting fucked?"
"..."
"I'd do the same if I were a girl."
Hyeonwoo looked at me with pitiful eyes. I hung my head like a loser.
"Want me to give you the rundown at least?"
"Y-you could do that?"
"Eh, no big deal. Just don't punch me again."
"Ha... sorry about that, really..."
I apologized again to Hyeonwoo, who was smirking at me. A flash of misery hit me, but the thought of hearing the details made my heart race.
"Might as well tell you since you're here. I got my first handjob on this couch."
"Ah..."
"Did I cum? Hmm, yeah, I think so."
I stared blankly at the couch Hyeonwoo pointed to. Seoyeoni had jerked him off right there... and his cum too...
"What'd Seoyeoni say...?"
"Eh, not much. But she was shaking, just like you, hyung."
He glanced at me, trembling, like it was hilarious.
"Couch is no biggie. Come to the bedroom."
"..."
I followed Hyeonwoo into the room.
"I washed the sheets, so nothing much to show. We just did it here."
"Wh-why wash the sh-sheets...?"
"Seoyeoni's a squirter. Thought about getting a waterproof cover."
Hyeonwoo shrugged at me. Was he serious, or just messing with me? Seoyeoni did get wet, but not enough to soak the sheets...
"Oh right, yesterday was her first blowjob. Did she tell you?"
"Wh-what...?"
"Guess not? She's hiding a lot."
It was expected, but the shock hit harder than the sex itself. Seoyeoni sucking Hyeonwoo's cock here... All-night sex, and yesterday a blowjob too... My stomach churned.
"You don't like blowjobs, hyung?"
"...I do."
"Should've taught her then. She was pretty bad."
"B-bad...? H-how...?"
"Like she was half-assing it. She tried hard, though."
Hyeonwoo grumbled. I'd never thought of it that way, not once.
"Not even raw, but basics are basics."
"..."
"Eh, no real complaints. Fun teaching her. Makes me wanna watch you two now, actually."
I was speechless. Staring blankly at the bed, my eyes caught a small square plastic wrapper on the floor. It looked just like a...
"What's that? Oh, yesterday's condom wrapper."
Hyeonwoo picked it up and crumpled it casually. A remnant of last night between Seoyeoni and him. I wanted that at least. Maybe there were more...
"Gonna throw it?"
"Gotta. I cleaned up yesterday."
"...Don't. Give it to me."
"Pardon?"
"A-any others?"
Hyeonwoo stared like he didn't get it, then laughed in disbelief.
"Condom? Used one?"
"..."
"Whoa..."
I felt disgusted with myself, but I couldn't help it. Imagining wasn't enough anymore. I needed to see, hear, feel something real.
"You're something else, hyung. You and Seoyeoni are total perverts, huh?"
Hyeonwoo chuckled and handed me the wrapper. I pocketed it quick.
"Dude, even if I am... Seoyeoni's not."
"She's way more than you. Surprised me too."
"..."
"You really didn't know? She can't hide it that well."
Hyeonwoo said it with total confidence, like he'd seen something I hadn't. No way Seoyeoni was like that. Was she just going along with it, swept up in the mood, thinking I liked it?
"You didn't force her when she said no...?"
"Nah, I don't do that. What do you think I am, you?"
"Wh-what...? What'd I..."
"You wanna secretly film Seoyeoni."
Fuck... I had nothing to say.
"Anyway. Not much to tell. Just seduce Seoyeoni yourself for the details."
"..."
Both Seoyeoni and Hyeonwoo were only cooperative for their twosome sex. It felt like they were saying there was no room for me. Even I thought I was pathetic as I hung my head.
Hyeonwoo smirked at me.
"That condom scrap should keep you jerking for days, right?"
"..."
"Don't be too down. Next time, I'll save a used one for you."
"Ah..."
I hated how tempted I was by Hyeonwoo's words.
"Not enough?"
"N-no, I..."
"Fine, I'll think about it. Watching live's better than secret cams anyway."
"Wh-what...? You could?"
"Dunno. But no punching."
"I won't. Promise. I said sorry..."
Hyeonwoo pondered my apology, then spoke.
"Anyway, hit me up then."
"S-some way...?"
"Who knows."
Hyeonwoo shrugged. A spark of hope rose, blood rushing to my crotch.
Not long after sending Seoyeoni off, the text from Hyeonwoo came. I bolted to the motel without even washing up properly. My heart was pounding like crazy. How the hell did he convince her? She hadn't said a word when she left... Lost in filthy fantasies, drowning in intense arousal, I arrived at the motel.
- Room 302. Seoyeoni and Hyeonwoo were in there. What were they doing right now? Already fucking? Or waiting for me? What would Seoyeoni say when she saw me? What should I say...?
I pressed my ear to the door. No sounds.
With shaky hands, I sent the text. A reply came soon after.
I adjusted my rock-hard dick, obvious even through my pants. A click, and Hyeonwoo emerged in a motel robe. He looked naked underneath. My heart sank.
"Wh-what's going on? Where's Seoyeoni?"
"Keep it down."
"...Yeah. She's inside?"
"Yep."
We whispered, holding our breath, and Hyeonwoo checked the door.
"She doesn't know...?"
"Nope. She's not thrilled, but you wanted to watch."
"Ah..."
"Get her permission next time."
"Y-yeah..."
I nodded eagerly. So how would I watch? Was there a hiding spot?
"What do I do? Where to hide?"
"Just stay super quiet, hyung."
"Quiet...?"
"Yeah. No noises, no freaking out from excitement. Unless you wanna traumatize her."
"Yeah."
The height difference hit me again. Hyeonwoo looked handsome even in the robe; I was grimy and unwashed. A weird sense of defeat as a man, but now wasn't the time. I looked up at him, nodding hard.
"You really ready? Making me nervous."
"Don't worry. I'll be dead silent, I swear."
"Please do."
Hyeonwoo looked down, half-pleading. I nodded firmly, like begging him to trust me. Didn't even feel pathetic. I just wanted to see it with my own eyes. Could I jerk off...? My dick throbbed in my pants.
"Oh, and don't freak out too much."
"F-freak out...?"
"You'll see. Just... don't."
Hyeonwoo gave a final warning and opened the door. Clutching my bursting heart, I followed him in.
"Mmgh...!"
"Hee... O-oppa...?"
Seoyeoni lifted her head toward the sound. Hyeonwoo shot me a glare. I barely noticed him. Seoyeoni was blindfolded. Stark naked, leaning against the bed headboard, legs spread wide in an M-shape... Her hands were stacked over her pussy, doing something.
"O-oppa, right...? Oppa... this feels weird..."
She called for oppa, but not me. Hyeonwoo shushed and approached her. I stood frozen, staring blankly. Was this what shock did to people?
"Feel good?"
"Y-yes...? Ah! Y-yeah, once... Oppa, can I take this off?"
"Let me see."
Seoyeoni flinched but spread her pussy wide. Unlike my overwhelming shock, Hyeonwoo seemed used to it. He leaned in closer, peering right into Seoyeoni's most secret place—the one only I'd seen. Deep inside, too...
"Still ways to go. One more time."
"Y-yes...? Ah, no, then at least..."
"Seoyeoni. Hands off your pussy, I said."
Her hand, heading for the blindfold, jerked back in surprise to her pussy. Hesitant at first, then she spread it again. Soon, lewd squelching sounds as she rubbed between.
My heart was exploding.
"..."
Hyeonwoo glanced at me and nodded toward the sofa by the bed. Precum had soaked my crotch already. Legs shaking, I sat on the sofa.