episode_0039

After confirming that Yujeong was asleep, I came out to the balcony.

When I opened the large glass window and came out, there was a small garden, a table, and two chairs. It looks like the mattress that was left here last time has already been thrown away.

I sat on a chair and looked up at the sky.

The sky was completely blue. A sky without a single cloud. The sky is so blue that it is difficult to gauge the height.

“Something feels good… … .＂

It seemed like it wasn’t just because it was a nice day.

If I’m not mistaken, Yujeong and I were getting closer. Body too. Mind too.

The moment I realize that, it feels so good that it’s hard to put into words.

Of course, it could also simply be a sense of being helpful to someone.

People can become happy by helping others. As I feel that I am indispensable to someone, I unconsciously think, ‘I’m a pretty good person, right?’ Your self-esteem increases and you feel more relaxed. That feeling soon leads to happiness.

I spent quite a long time alone. So much so that I forget the feeling of loneliness. To the point where I take being alone for granted.

This isn’t necessarily limited to love. The profession of a novelist involves less interaction with others than other professions. If you don’t decide to meet someone, you can be alone forever, and that’s not really a problem.

The only people I usually meet are one or two really close friends or my younger brother. That was exactly it.

But suddenly there was someone I could share my feelings with.

I found someone I could pour my sexual desires into.

I now have someone who can help me and give me satisfaction.

“It’s a bit problematic to be my younger brother’s girlfriend… … .＂

Tirororolongㅡ.

Tirororolongㅡ.

Just then, the smartphone placed on the table rang.

I peeked in and checked the caller, and it turned out to be Gaon.

They say even tigers will come if you tell them to, and it felt exactly like that.

“hello.”

“uh. brother. “Are you okay, Yujeong?”

“The fever has gone down a lot. Now I’m eating porridge and sleeping. “I’m going to take a look at his condition and decide whether to take him to the hospital or not.”

“thank god… . thank you. Originally I was supposed to go… .＂

＂What is 50 hours of free sex? They say they do that.”

“that’s right. It won’t be over until 10 p.m. “I just came out to go to the bathroom for a moment.”

“It’s not easy to be a streamer either.”

He chuckled and laughed at my words.

“Is there anything easy in the world? As you do it, you get used to it all.”

“Right. There is nothing easy in this world… … . Would it be better than that?”

“huh? what?”

“After doing this, I really… . I think I’ll take it away from Yoo-jeong… … .＂

“… … .＂

Neither I nor Gaon said anything for a while.

Awkward silence.

What broke the silence was not me, but a word from my younger brother.

“the best… . also… . After all, he’s my brother… … .＂

“What is he saying now. Crazy guy.”

Gaon’s voice was shaking violently.

It was hard to tell whether it was because I was anxious or because I was excited even in this situation.

＂Gaon. Honestly, I don’t know what you’re thinking.”

“are you okay… . Because I don’t know myself… . My brother just… . Just keep doing what you’re doing.”

“So you’re saying it won’t work out. “I think there will be personal feelings.”

“rather… . Rather, I like it.”

“and… … .＂

I was speechless.

Even though he is my brother, this guy is real.

“brother. “Aren’t you just saying this to me?”

“what?”

“You’re not in a position to talk to others.”

＂What am I… … .＂

Gaon cleared his voice and continued speaking.

“Aren’t you supposed to meet Yuri tomorrow?”

“… … .＂

“I heard that we decided to go to Yuri’s house this weekend.”

Come to think of it, today is already Friday.

Tomorrow is Saturday.

In other words, it is the day I meet Bang Yu-ri.

“Are you going to sleep?”

“… … .＂

“Are you going to pretend to be me again? “You plan to come back after playing with the body and mind of a 20-year-old girl to your heart’s content, right?”

His mouth didn’t open as if he was standing still.

It felt like Gaon was saying this.

My brother is just as perverted as me. Although we look completely different, we are the same.

“don’t worry. “I will do my best to fit in with you.”

“… … .＂

“I made an appointment to meet tomorrow around 1pm. I’ll send you detailed information via KakaoTalk.”

“… … .＂

“cheer up. Don’t get caught.”

“… … .＂

＂Call me when everything is finished.＂

It was difficult to continue speaking.

All I can say is ‘Yes. Okay, that was all.

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I slowly woke up because of the sound of words in my ears.

“yes. PD. This time, I want to write a work related to idols.”

PD?

Idol?

Maybe I’m still sleeping?

Does the influence of the play I enjoyed with Garam oppa still remain?

“no. This time, not an adult work… . I want to try using it at a level around 15 gold. yes yes. “Could you please introduce me to some works that I can refer to?”

It was definitely Garam oppa’s voice.

My brother’s voice was coming from downstairs.

‘ah… . You’re talking on the phone with the PD in charge of your brother… … .＇

I raised my hand and touched my forehead.

It felt like I still had a slight fever, but it wasn’t so much that I couldn’t move.

Thanks to my brother, my body has become much lighter.

“yes yes. thank you iced coffee… … . Typo? That’s because my lifestyle has changed a lot these days… . No, no. It’s okay if you don’t go that far. “I will pay more attention.”

But my brother seemed to have some problem because of me.

My brother said that it was good for a novelist to be able to work from anywhere. But there’s really no way you can write well anywhere.

As the place where I write has changed, the amount of time I have paid attention to myself, and my lifestyle has changed, writing has probably become more difficult.

Nevertheless, he took care of me without showing anything.

“yes. thank you I’ll hang up.”

“… … .＂

“Whoa… … … . I managed to finish it somehow.”

My brother sighed deeply.

Then, as if he was stretching, he raised his voice and muttered.

“Let’s take a look at Yujeong’s condition one more time… . “I can order dinner.”

“… … !”

I involuntarily closed my eyes at the sound of stepping on the wooden stairs.

I should have just opened my eyes normally, but for some reason, I was pretending to sleep with my eyes closed like last time.

“… … .＂

“… … .＂

I could feel my brother’s popularity right next to me.

Strangely, my heart was pounding.

It was a little different from my usual pounding.

I can’t explain it exactly, but… .

It’s different from the pounding feeling right before being treated in a dirty way… .

It’s such a thrill.

“Has your fever gone down?”

“… … .＂

My brother pulled down the blanket and put his hand through his pajamas.

I must have unbuttoned it beforehand, but I felt my brother’s cold hands come through my pajamas and cup my breasts.

＂Ugh… … ♥＂

“… … .＂

“… … .＂

My brother’s movements stopped at the groan I inadvertently let out.

“what… … . “Are you awake?”

“… … .＂

My brother started to erect his nipples with a unique movement.

I’m so used to this movement now. This was a movement that seemed to whisper, ‘Get ready because I’m going to touch your breasts in a dirty way from now on.’ When I begin the movement of gently scraping up from the root to the tip in this way, my heart reacts on its own regardless of my will. It puffs up its tip on its own and prepares to be caressed.

“Are you going to keep pretending to sleep?”

The nipple that popped out in an instant was caught between my brother’s fingers.

My brother started to slowly rotate my chest.

“Fortunately, the fever didn’t rise.”

＂Well..so… . Measuring it with your chest… … . It’s strange… .＂

I carefully opened my eyes and looked up at my brother.

My brother didn’t stop his hands. He looked down at me while caressing my chest.

‘I don’t hate it… … .＇

I don’t feel burdened by the smiling face that looks down at me with warm eyes.

I do dirty things like this all the time, but I don’t feel bad about it.

Is it because I have a cold?

Or is it because I know that my brother is taking care of me despite the inconvenience?

Either that or… … … … .

“Did you sweat a lot? “My body is sticky.”

“Then don’t touch it… … . You don’t have to touch it… .＂

“Shall we wash together?”

“… … .＂

“Let’s take a shower and eat. “Do you want to eat something?”

“also… . “Do you want me to deliver it?”

My brother grinned at my words.

“that’s right. “I’ll order it from the place that cooks the most delicious food in the world.”

I also ended up laughing at that shameless answer.

And I stretched out my hand towards my brother.

What I meant was to wake up like this.

What I meant was that if you can, please hold me and go to the bathroom.

As if my intention had been conveyed, my brother let go of my chest and lifted me up.

I wrapped my arms around my brother’s neck and buried my face in his chest.

While quietly asking for forgiveness in my heart.

Criticizing me for finding peace of mind in the arms of a man other than my boyfriend.

That’s how I clung to my brother Garam.

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＂As expected, I like a spacious house. There is also a large bathtub.”

“… … .＂

I took a bath in the bathtub with my brother.

When I got into the bathroom, all I did was suppress a small moan.

I didn’t have to do anything special because I just sprayed water on my body, soaped it, and even rinsed it.

“are you okay? “Aren’t you dizzy?”

My brother hugged me from behind and whispered.

He cupped both of my breasts, placed his erect cock between my legs, and asked how I was doing.

“are you okay.”

“I’m glad.”

“brother is… … .＂

“huh?”

“Oppa… . Is this…is it okay?”

I carefully reached out and took the cock in my hand.

My brother’s cock had been swollen like this since he entered the bathroom.

Even when I took off my clothes, sprayed water on me, made foam, and even when I rinsed off the foam and got into the bathtub, it stayed upright like this.

“like this… . If you keep standing… … . Doesn’t it hurt?”

“It can’t be helped. Because someone somewhere told me not to put it in, just to touch it.”

My brother’s right hand moved down my body and gently rubbed my clitoris.

＂Hmm… … ♥＂

My voice echoed in the bathroom.

The voice was so erotic that I wondered if it was really painful.

It seemed like there was an echo in this narrow space, and it echoed slightly, making it sound even stranger.

“I don’t want to be hated by you. So, if you don’t tell me to do it, I won’t do it.”

＂Well.. then… … .＂

“… … .＂

“If I say it’s okay to put it in… … .＂

“… … .＂

“If you say you won’t hate me if I put it in… … .＂

“… … .＂

＂If I tell you to get comfortable once you cum… … . Are you going to put it in?”

My brother didn’t answer what I said.

Without saying a word, he put his hands into the water and supported my thighs.

So that you can lift your back on your own.

So that I can insert my cock by moving my waist myself.

I lifted my waist willingly.

He moved the cock he was holding in his hand and skillfully aligned the glans with the entrance.

It would be too pitiful to leave this dick like this.

Because I can’t continue to be cruel to my brother who did this for me.

okay. Because that’s all… … .