The room that Youngmin best accesses to was his gay friends' room. Sixteen friends were left after twelve friends of the same age started. For a number of years, there was a stabilization of one or two of his friends who did not like who he liked, who was entangled at the same time, or who did not fulfill his desire to become central.
Voyeurs in front of the subway or nudity of other people often come up, and sex and miscellaneous peculiarity were blurred. Youngmin's desire for Kim's chair was often described. Youngmin, who was in a taxi, threw the words 'Kim and the head of our house' into the chat room. Although the messages that responded to them quickly arrived, Yeongmin could not confirm the notice of the head of Kim.
Kim did not say anything in the cab. The lights were scattered in the dark window, and they went out. The chairman Kim, who looked out for a while, finally opened his mouth.
"How long does it take to go to work?"
"I want to take the subway in 20 minutes and the bus in 30 minutes. When I go to the bus, I take the bus.
"Is not it blocked?" Kim started to fill in the cab by making a serious face to the less important information.
Youngmin recalled that she was the first person to have a heterosexual man in her house. I wonder if something is strange. It's a stupid Kim, but I would not mind seeing anything, but it was hard to come out like condom shells or eye shop gels. I was not sure whether the gay magazines that I bought in Japan or anything else had been stuck in somewhere. But it was already spilled.
"Do you have some alcohol at home?"
"I have a few cans of beer."
"Then let's drink it."
While sitting in the taxi, Kim, who seemed to be so uptight, came up with a grim face. Youngmin brought a card key to the front porch of the building and felt a lot of tension, anxiety and excitement filling his body. Youngmin, leaning slightly at the security guard and checking the mailbox, pushed Kim into the house as an elevator.
"Well, I'm decorating it well?"
"Oh, not really, I just bought cheap furniture from IKEA." Kim visited the house with an admirable face. Soon Kim stopped his eyes on the diffuser and wondered.
"Is it like a perfume?"
"Yes."
"It's sophisticated!"
Youngmin has once again realized that gifts to and from gay men are common to ordinary men. "I can live alone."
I bought it for a cheap price, and the furniture that I had assembled and assembled me was impressive.
"Is the bed so wide? Is not it with a woman? It looks good with a pillow and a pillow?"
Gay white bedding was a luxury for a gay man living at home. That's why the bed was gray and navy all over. No matter what comes out of your body, you do not have to be forced to do the laundry, and you do not have to be nervous. But Kim, who could not understand the intention, was just thinking it was fresh.
"I like to hang around." It was right. Of course, it does not mean that you are hanging around alone. Kim soon began to put off his clothes. Yeong-min, who was confused by each one of the shirt-shirt buttons, turned his head and opened the built-in chair.
"I will keep clothes for you when you wash." "Okay." The head of Kim, who was left with only panties, entered the bathroom. Youngmin pulled out the well-lighted sports shorts and t-shirts one by one and picked up a white brief from the mart at once. The sizes of Kim and Youngmin were probably not much different.
"Give me one if you have a toothbrush." The voice of Kim's voice rang the bathroom wall. Youngmin opened the bathroom door. Inside the glass shower booth was steaming, and Youngmin thought it was better. In addition to his electric toothbrush, there were two sets of ten toothbrushes. At least eight men were wearing toothbrushes in this house.
Youngmin pulled out the new toothbrush and pulled the door of the shower booth. The wet Kim chief barely held his hand in the water and reached out to Youngmin. The warmth and the moisture coming out of the hot water were mixed with the naked part of Kim 's chief. Youngmin, who handed the toothbrush, quickly closed the door. I turned on the TV but I was so heady I could not figure out who was talking about why they were fighting.
Kim shook his head with a towel. He put on his underwear, putting it on the water, and his wet gray underwear was attached to Kim's body. Youngmin handed his new underwear.
"I'm wearing a triangle for a long time." Kim turned down his underwear. Youngmin looked at Kim 's back without guilt. Between the back of the broad shoulder and the back was deep. Slightly glued to the waist, it fit well with the wide shoulders. It was the first time that Kim 's buttocks were completely exposed in front of his eyes, and he was totally white. Kim put his panties on his legs, and the most intimate part of his hips was revealed. 'Lotto Yes ...' Youngmin seemed to have to say anything.
"I have a lot of traces that you have worked out." "Yes, it's just you." "I'll wash it, you're having a beer, and I will suck your underwear."
Youngmin picked Kim's underwear. It was a design that would have bought ten times at TV home shopping. Youngmin, who had scattered his desire to put on his nose, stood with a hot water for a long time after putting Kim's underwear in a laundry basket. When Youngmin, who has been brushing more faithfully than usual and brushing the areas where the body odor is generated for a long time, came out, Kim seemed to be lying on the bed and talking to his wife.
It was obviously Yongmin's bed, but it was awkward to lie next to him blindly. Youngmin lay on the couch and began to rummage through his smartphone. Kim, who had been talking for a long time with a bad expression, stopped calling after he realized that Youngmin had come out.
"Why do not you sleep there? Youngmin had to prevent his body from springing out like a spring to bed. Fortunately, there was work to be done to raise the body. Youngmin opened the refrigerator door and pulled out two cans of beer. Youngmin, who was out of a can for Kim, took a canson and held it carefully in his bed.
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