Seora Noona's Massage (2)
Seora noona's massage turned out to be surprisingly professional.
"People don't really pay attention to it, but calves are one of the spots that knot up incredibly easily. You're on your feet all day, so those muscles are constantly working, aren't they?"
"That makes sense... Ack?! Aaaagh!"
No sooner had she pressed into my calf than a scream ripped out of me. Except it was more than a scream—my whole body twisted and recoiled on its own.
"Kkyaaaak!"
"Hold still. I barely pressed."
"Liaaaar!"
"I'm serious. It's always a tender spot. It only hurts because you're so knotted up."
Don't lie to me. I'm the hikikomori who stayed shut in a room for five years. When would my calves have ever had the chance to knot up in the first place?
"It'd be weirder if they didn't knot up after you ran around Cheonggaecheon that much."
I shouldn't have quit being a hikikomori!
"Kkyaaack! I'm never running again!"
"You wanna die?"
Kkuuug!
The pressure grew even stronger! I felt like I was actually going to die!
"I'll run! I'll run Cheonggaecheon! Spare me!"
"What a drama queen."
I felt so fucking wronged. If I had my way, I'd tell her, "You try it," flip noona onto her stomach, and press into her calves. It seriously hurt like hell!
"Eugh. Fine, let's stop here for now. We'll have to loosen the calves up slowly."
"Huaaah... I thought I was gonna die......"
It hurt so much that drool leaked from my mouth. And I had to go through this again?
'Maybe I should just bolt.'
But that thought didn't last.
Because noona started massaging another area.
"Ooohh......"
A languid sigh slipped out on its own.
At the complete 180 in my reaction, noona cackled and gave my butt a smack—Cheolsseok.
"Are you sure you're the same guy who was screaming he was gonna die a minute ago?"
"No, well... that's that and this is this. More importantly, you sure are casual about touching someone else's butt."
"Oh, please. Playing hard to get. If it's so unfair, you can hit mine too."
"......."
Well, shit. Just you wait.
I couldn't quite bring myself to say it out loud. If I had my way, I'd touch—no, I'd smack it this instant, but...
I made a sulky "Tch" sound and buried my face back into the pillow. Whatever the case, the massage felt good. Closing my eyes and feeling the touch of Seora noona's hands was nothing short of paradise.
Of course, it wasn't purely soothing. Seora noona had considerable grip strength, so her acupressure was incredibly intense.
'But the relief is even greater. I never knew a massage could feel this good.'
The relief outweighed the pain. Didn't people say it hurts but feels good at the same time? I could definitely feel the knotted muscles coming undone.
The areas I'd worked out today were my back and lower body.
She was probably focusing on those for that exact reason.
"Mm. Hey, Cheol-jin, the position's a little awkward—mind if I climb on top for a sec?"
"Nnneeeehhh......"
When I answered in a voice that had gone completely mushy—
Mulkong.
'Huh?'
My mind snapped back to full alertness.
An unfamiliar sensation pressed against my butt.
Seora noona's butt had made contact with mine. I'd had sex plenty of times before, but having a girl's butt overlap with my own was a first.
My body flinched for an instant, but I pulled myself together quickly. She was just doing it to give me a massage. If I made things weird by overreacting, I'd only ruin the mood, right?
'Oh for fuck's sake.'
...It was a bizarre sensation.
So this is what it feels like when butt meets butt. The plush, firm feel of Seora noona's rear pressed distinctly against mine. Wasn't this honestly way too lewd?
'Fucked.'
My dick got hard. I swear it wasn't because I was having lewd thoughts. It was because an absolutely god-tier ass was pressing down on my butt. Any guy would've definitely gotten hard.
The one saving grace was that I'd adjusted my junk beforehand. Because I hated it getting squished when I lay on my stomach, I'd tucked my dick down between my thighs. Thanks to that, it didn't hurt even though I got hard.
Kkuuk. Kkug.
"Your back's pretty knotted up too."
"I-is it?"
"Yeah. Anyway, your lats are seriously long. It's a length you don't see often in an East Asian body type."
"Aren't there plenty of people with long waists?"
"Not your waist—your lats. Your waist is actually on the short side for your height. I'm talking about this part."
One finger—Tok—poked my back, then drew a line straight down from top to bottom.
"Usually, they end here."
Her finger came back up and—Tok—pressed a point again. From near my shoulder blades, down past my waist. Tracing a gentle curve, it traveled down for quite a long stretch. The ticklish feeling almost made my body jolt.
"Yours go all the way down to here. This kind of length is rare even in Western body types, you know?"
"Uh, well, it's a good thing, right?"
"Yeah. You're a real natural. It's not just your back—other parts have a nice shape too. I wasn't just saying you should try competing for no reason."
"Still, wouldn't it be impossible to get competition-ready in such a short time?"
"Normally, sure. But you've already built up a decent amount of muscle. If you just cut your body fat way down, you'd probably look pretty shredded. You'd have to train crazy hard to nail the details, of course."
January of last year. I decided to start working out, went to a gym, and immediately ran away. What I chose instead was home training. I downloaded push-up and pull-up programs and just mindlessly followed them.
Push-ups. Pull-ups. Bodyweight squats.
Just those three things, and it seemed like the results were surprisingly solid.
"The more I look, the more I want them. I wish I could just rip your lats off and stick them onto me."
Noona gently stroked my lats with her palms.
I let out a baffled laugh. Who'd have thought it'd be her envying someone else's body?
"Noona, you've got a great body. You even have abs."
"Well, for a girl, sure. I did place in a competition this time around, after all."
"What? You won a prize? Wow, congrats. That's amazing, managing it alongside your studies."
"Ahaha. Thanks, but it was just a small-scale competition."
"Still, placing at all is impressive."
"Thanks. Still, it's a bit of a shame. Ahh, if only I'd been born a guy~."
Seora noona said that as she resumed pressing and kneading—kkug, kkug.
If only she'd been born a guy, huh. I found it unexpected that a pretty girl like noona would think that way.
"Noona, do you want to get huge? Like Ro○ie Coleman or Ar○ld?"
"Mm. No, not that. I just think the male body is beautiful."
"That's interesting. What's so beautiful about a guy's body?"
Of course, I thought defined abs or thick arms looked cool myself. But if you asked me what I found genuinely beautiful, wouldn't it naturally be a woman's body?
Hmm. Maybe that's just because I'm a guy.
'Goddammit, but why won't it go down.'
My dick, once it got hard, refused to go soft. Even though I deliberately thought about other things and kept up the conversation with noona, every ounce of my focus kept zeroing in on the sensation against my butt.
'Please just go down, for the love of god.'
It'd be fucking embarrassing if I got caught.
*
An Seo-ra hadn't thought anything of it.
The reason she'd tried to climb onto Kang Cheol-jin's butt was simply because it was a comfortable position for giving a massage.
She only realized the position was somewhat awkward the moment their butts made contact.
'This feels a little... risqué.'
Among all body parts, the butt was particularly bulky. With such a wide area of contact, the tactile sensation was bound to feel starkly vivid. On top of that, since she was wearing leggings, she felt a bit self-conscious.
'Should I have climbed onto his waist instead?'
The reason she'd specifically climbed onto his butt was her own way of being considerate toward Kang Cheol-jin. Wouldn't climbing onto his waist put pressure on his spine? A herniated disc was something that could happen in truly unexpected moments, so you always had to be careful.
An Seo-ra soon cleared her mind and focused on the massage. Once she scattered away the wayward thoughts, rather than embarrassment, thoughts about working out rose up.
'Cheol-jin's butt seems a little saggy. His glutes look underdeveloped too. I'm gonna have to drill him hard on lower body exercises.'
She drafted an exercise plan on the fly.
She shouldn't just make him do squats; she'd need to pay attention to glute-strengthening exercises that specifically targeted the butt.
Just like that, after she finished thoroughly massaging his back for a good while.
"Now I'll do your legs."
"My legs? You already did my calves."
"Are calves the only part of a leg? I've gotta do your thighs too. I only started with your back because you were in so much pain earlier."
"Do, do the thighs hurt as much as the calves...?"
He must've been in pretty severe pain, because his voice was faintly trembling. He even stealthily lifted his head to look back at her, his eyes full of fear.
"Pfft."
An Seo-ra let out a stifled laugh. The sight was so incongruous with his large build that she found it quite funny. Seeing a guy built like a bear act that way struck her as surprisingly cute.
"It won't hurt much, so lie down."
"You promise? If it hurts, I'm gonna bolt."
"Go ahead and try. If you're that confident."
"Eugh."
"Honestly. What a total scaredy-cat."
"...Who's a scaredy-cat."
Still, he must've had his pride as a man, because he grumbled back in a sullen voice.
An Seo-ra didn't bother hiding her smile. Maybe it was because they were three years apart in age, but he just seemed like a purely adorable younger brother to her.
"If you're that scared, I'll start with your butt."
"My butt?"
Kang Cheol-jin blinked. Lately, for some reason, his butt kept coming up as a topic of conversation at the drop of a hat.
"Yeah. You're pretty knotted up here too. You usually sit for long periods, right?"
"Well, I mean......"
His studies, of course, and even his personal hobbies were all things he had to do sitting at a desk. It was safe to say he spent more than half of every day seated.
"You're gonna do hip exercises from now on too. Your butt's a bit saggy."
"What? Saggy?!"
"It's saggy. Of course it sags if you gain weight. And you didn't do squats much, did you?"
"How did you......"
Push-ups, pull-ups, squats.
Among the three exercises, the one he'd neglected the most was squats. Because they were the hardest and most boring.
"You can tell by looking at a butt. This isn't the butt of someone who did a lot of squats. It's saggy."
"...That's enough with the 'saggy.' You're just messing with me, aren't you?"
"Ahahaha. Busted? Okay, this is gonna hurt a bit."
"What? You said it wouldn't hurt... Ngh!"
When she pressed firmly into the outer part of his butt, a dull, heavy pressure bloomed. Almost exactly the sensation of prodding a bruise.
"Bearable, right?"
"...Yep."
Kang Cheol-jin shut his mouth.
And An Seo-ra, concentrating, began to knead—kkug, kkug—into Kang Cheol-jin's butt. She used not just her fingers but even her elbow to work out the knotted spots.
As she did, Kang Cheol-jin's shorts gradually, stealthily, rolled upward. By the time she finished the butt massage, they were in a considerably disheveled state.
"Phew. So, how is it? Refreshing, right?"
An Seo-ra said that as she patted his butt—Cheolsseok.
Though Kang Cheol-jin felt like he was being treated like a little kid and wasn't exactly thrilled about it, he had no choice but to nod.
"It is refreshing......"
She was so good at the massage that he could feel the knotted muscles loosening in real time.
"Alright, now for the thighs......"
Heupchit.
An Seo-ra, who had been moving her hand toward his thigh, flinched and jolted in surprise. She nearly let out a shriek—Kkyak.
'Wh-what is this?'
Something thick and substantial had been exposed through the rolled-up leg of his shorts. Because the shorts had a pretty wide leg opening, depending on the angle, the object was starkly, openly visible.
'I have to massage his thighs now......'
To massage all the way to his inner thighs, her hands would inevitably end up touching that thing.
'Why is it so big? No, more importantly, why is he hard? This is an erection, right?'
An Seo-ra's eyes filled with bewilderment.
Gulp.
She swallowed dryly, and her trembling hand moved toward Kang Cheol-jin's thigh.