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Changkyun was sweating, his hands shaking, he wasn’t sure if this was a good idea.
He has just moved into the dormitory, luckily even if he or his family weren’t rich, he could afford a solo room at the University of Seoul. He has been unpacking and mostly sleeping through these three days after he arrived, trying to adapt to Korea’s timezone. But now, that he had finally settled in, eaten, and showered, he had the urge he didn’t need in the past month. With all the preparations, farewell parties, and packing, he didn’t have the thought of doing this. And now, it was back.
A long time ago, when he started doing this, he thought he was a weirdo, that he must be crazy and that man, he had some weird kinks but this was out of the rule. With time, he got used to the idea, and he could find himself enjoying what he was doing with his body, but it got difficult to share… Also, sometimes doing it in secret made it even more exciting, even tho deep inside he wanted to be caught and get out of the closet, again, to finally be able to be free and share this with his partners. But he couldn’t.
That’s why he came with a plan, he knew that if he told his supportive gay and best friend, Mark, about this, and just before leaving, he would not believe him and would take it as one of his jokes or dares.
They had a small group of friends, with kind of a mitch match of sexualities and they had a lot of fun through the end of high school and first years of university. They experienced weird, fun, and even scary things together.
But when Changkyun found out this kink, he didn’t find much about it, not so much openness, not even in the USA, and when he found out he was already planning to move back to Korea, where his parents moved a year before. And that was even closed. That’s why, the first months he tried to suppress it, to stop thinking about it, to stop it. He was a proud bi, even if sometimes he knows he needs a bit more sexual fulfillment.
After 8 months, he gave up and accepted it. Accepted himself. It was fun, how this could be as hard as getting out of the closet, he could easily compare this situation to accepting his sexuality all over again. And at the same time, was just a stupid change in his life….
Not having anyone who talks about it, made it scarier, even if he accepted himself and didn’t care about what other people thought of him… He didn’t know how to approach the topic with his close people.
On the last month of his stay, he came with a new idea, that would help him to give hints to Mark and other friends, also to feel freer about the topic, and maybe, find someone who liked it as he did. Once he moved out, he planned to start an Instagram Account, sharing it.
And here he was, freshly showered, with his hair a bit damp, and the towel around his hips. He had his phone in one hand, while the other caressed the soft fabrics, the laces, and the pretty designs of the lingerie he had collected in the past year.
He sighed, he really wanted to feel sexy, and he couldn’t keep going like this, he wanted to share this with others, find someone who would like to watch him like this, fuck him like this.
He grabbed one of his black sets, this one was special to him, was the first one that caught his eyes, and couldn’t avoid but buy them, supposedly for his non-existent girlfriend at the moment.
Black, with transparencies and laces that looked like tiny ropes, the panties were comfortable and had one small belt-like rope that accentuated his hip bones. From this rope, two straight laces and a garter belt, that secured the black stockings in place. It was soft, but also a bit rough to his skin, he loved it. He got a black tank top, it was cut to the sides, following the last fashion trends, so from the side, you could see his arms, and most of his side, if he bent a bit, you could see his now more defined abs.
Fuck, he was hot, he felt hot. He was getting hard only by looking at how well the reflection of the mirror showed how horny he was.
He sat in front of the wall mirror, his body a bit to the side, showing his toned arm muscles while resting the other arm on the floor, he moved his butt to be more close to the mirror, showing how round and perfect it was. Flexing his knees to show the lingerie. He took the first picture.
A rush of adrenaline and self-conscience came to him. He was going to post, for now, anonymously, he wouldn’t show his face just yet, the whole point was to gather information about his friends’ opinion, and if possible outsiders too.
He could be sexier, he could make people tremble with his pictures, he knew he could do it.
His dick twitched with the idea of making straight men thinking and touching themselves with his pictures, with him, in lingerie.
He moved again, this time opening his legs in front of the mirror, the panties now a bit tighter, and his dick quite noticeable under the transparencies. He bitted his lips and took another picture.
He was feeling so hot, he wanted to touch himself while looking at the mirror. But he wanted to take the last picture, he kneeled in front of the mirror, raised a bit the shirt taking it with his mouth, showing his abs, and hipbone, opened his legs, and got his hand under the panties. He was sensitive and quite wet. For a moment, he forgot what he was doing, and let himself feel, touching his length, pressing the top of the head and feeling even more eager. God, he wanted something inside him.
He looked straight to the mirror, he saw his skin look pinkish, his eyes looked dazed, man, He looked so fucked up, and he barely touched himself, content with the image, he took the last picture.
Leaving the phone on the bed, he started jerking, in a slow path, moving a bit the panties to free himself. He turned around, on his four, popping out his butt to the mirror, resting his head on the bed, he moved his wet fingers with precum to his hole, teasing it.
He didn’t touch himself in some time, all the stress of the travel and everything didn’t give him space to do it so. He did jerk off, quite a lot, to be honest, he was a sexual guy, But, it had been some time since he fucked himself.
He opened the bottom drawer of his nightstand, where he had his lube and some toys. He picked the purple heart-shaped plug.
Smirking, he took it into his lips, feeling the cold metal on them, he liked it, and put it on his mouth, his finger never leaving his entrance, he could feel himself relaxing, wanting it. Once the cold plug felt hot in his mouth, he put some lube on it, it smelled like mango, sweet, and citric, he loved that kind of smells.
Finally, taking the plug to his back, he started pressing it on his entrance, moving it on circle motions, his dick twitching in anticipation. He couldn’t stop but leave a deep moan. He felt how the head of his member started to leak more precum. He was the messy kind, he always had a lot of liquids, that was another one of his kinks, being sticky and letting his body release as many fluids as he could. He loved to see the consequences, a pool of semen on the floor, bed, towel, and partners.
He let out another moan, this time higher, he lived alone now, he could be a bit louder, and that turned him even more, will his always smiley and fun neighbor hear him? Oh, god, now he wanted him to listen to him. “ Changkyun, how many kinks do you have pervert?” He reprimanded to himself in a soft voice, ending it in a moan, the plug was inside him, hot and sticky, he pulled it out a bit, to tease his entrance again. Repeating this motion again and again, while leaning his face against his shoulder, he could see himself in the mirror.
His length ached, he took it on his other hand and started jerking a bit faster, pressing a bit harder whenever his hands reached the head of it, he used his nail to press on the opening of his glans, that made it. He saw the stars.
Feeling his body covering in sweat, he decided to move positions, with the plugin, he turned around and looking straight to the mirror, he started to move his hips, his hand surrounding his manhood, while bouncing a bit on his own kneeled legs to feel how the plug moved inside him. A line of precum already falling to the floor and making him look to his thighs, watching the rope-like lingerie made him groan.
“Fuck” escaped his lips when he came. His asshole tightening around the plug, he felt even more sensitive and pinched his dick, slapped it a bit, and he came some more. He opened his legs and watched how the latest drops of semen went down, staining his lingerie.
He looked at the floor, there was not as much as he liked it, but for doing it alone, it was quite a nice amount, he took his phone again, still feeling the plug inside him, he decided to take it out, slowly and bit his lips. He put the plug near the tarnished floor and took a picture.
God, he was doing this. He needed this. His after orgasm gave him the last push to do it.
Opening the app, and sitting on the bed, he clicked on the second account, he already had created it and had the first post prepared, he only needed to remove the private feature.
He did so and modified the first post. It was a black picture, with white letters, it was kind of a letter for his future followers, in English and Korean it said:
“I am a man, I am bisexual, and I have lots of kinks, still exploring my sexualities. Korea welcomed me, but I am not so sure if you all are prepared to take in me. This account will be my free space, come here and take a taste of what my body and I can give you, feel free with me.”
That picture had no description or tags. He edited it. “Here I come, let me tell you my secrets…No trap in here” #SEULUNIVERSITY #BISEXUAL #SEXUALITY #PLUG #LINGERIE #GAY
He posted it. Now the second post, the pictures he just took. 4 in total, he used the black and white filter and wrote on the description:
“ My first secret: I like women’s lingerie. In all the ways you can imagine.
I want you to notice, that I don’t look like a girl, I love to wear lingerie and show my muscles, I could surely crush you, but I am sure many of you would like that too. Baby, let me get messy with you, I want to make you crazy”
Again, he included some tags that would attract people and did let on the ubication. He wasn’t going to show his face and actually go telling people that he was the one that posted them, but he wanted to find people in his area that might accept him like this.
He let his breath out, It was done, he posted it. Taking his discarded towel, he cleaned the floor, got his toy, and went to the bathroom. There he undressed, used warm water to clean the plug and some of the stained spots of his lingerie. And dumped it with the towel on the laundry basket.
Stretching his body he moved to the bed. Wow, he could feel how much stressed he was previously, now he felt renewed and in a way, calmer. He saw his phone, but he avoided looking at it, he just posted and already wanted to see if he got some followers, but it was too soon, and he did not want to overthink, he was good at that, overthinking.
So he got under the covers and decided to take a nap.
A loud yell and some loud sounds waked him up, his room was now in complete darkness. He pressed the lamp switch and sat on his bed, untangling his legs from the sheets, he stood up. Another hit on the wall made him jump. What was going on there? He heard more screams but some laughs too.
He took the first tracksuit pants he saw, not caring about putting boxers first, then got a hoodie, and moved out of the room. Outside he had a small, quite small to be the honest living room. Only a small couch and the TV fitted in it. It was linked to the small kitchen, with only one stove and no separation at all. He moved to the entrance, got his Nike flip-flops, and got out. Still listening to the sounds coming from his neighbor, it seemed they were having wrestling or a party or both at the same time.
He hit the door, and there was silence, “SHIT” was heard and some steps and movement could be listened to from the other side of the door. He put his hands on the hoodie pocket.
“Of course it would be Minhyuk” an exasperated voice came from his side. He looked around and saw a serious guy next to him. At the same time, the door opened. “EY!”. A smiley guy, with quite some nice and deep dimples, opened the door.
“Lee Jooheon” the man beside Changkyun spoke “OUT NOW!” he grabbed the door just on time before this ‘Jooheon’ closed it in his face.
“Awwww Kihyun pleaseeeeeee” He started to pout, Changkyun was amazed by the situation he was just seeing, what was happening? Why this guy was acting so damn cute?. And why was this ‘Kihyun’ so mad?.
Opening the door wide open, Minhyuk came out next. “Ey Changkyun, what’s up?” he said while moving his head as a way of salute. “Ki, c’mon is Saturday and it’s only 3 am, we can still have a party in the dormitory”. A faint smell of weed came from him when he moved near Changkyun.
“Look, I am the prefect of the dormitory and I got a complaint from the girls on the second floor, even if you are my friend and even if it’s Saturday if I get a formal complaint I need to come, and I DONT HAVE THE TIME TO COME?!” Kihyun pushed Minhyuk against the wall. Changkyun raised his eyebrow? Wow, this small man was strong, and damn the way he pinned his neighbor looked sexy. “Did you do it on purpose because I said I wouldn’t come?” Kihyun voice was lower now, and he looked really serious, Changkyun couldn’t avoid but to swallow, his throat felt a bit dry.
“C’mon Ki, it’s not like that, tho now that you are here you could stay..” the dimpled man said, at the same time Kihyun let go of Minhyuk, pointing his finger at him he said “Don’t fuck around with me Min, I have to prepare tomorrow’s class and I have enough stress to come and babysit your ass. Please.” With that, he moved around, looked at Changkyun, and with a really big and beautiful smile he said: “Nice to meet you Changkyun, see you around”. He turned around and started walking in the elevator direction, he talked again “IF I HAVE TO COME AGAIN YOU ARE DEAD LEE MINHYUK”. With that, the corridor was left in silence.
After some seconds, Minhyuk and Jooheon started laughing at the same time. Minhyuk took Changkyun by the neck and said “Ey, Changkyun, wanna come in and join the party?” smiling and wiggling his eyebrows. “This is Jooheon and that grumpy guy was Kihyun, come, get in,” He said while shoving him in his dormitory.
Minhyuk’s place was bigger than Changkyun’s it had almost the triple of space, but as far as he knows, he had to share it. So it made sense that this room was bigger. Passing by him, Minhyuk signaled on the couch, a tall man with a pretty face said “Hi, I am Hyungwon” and started laughing, “Did ki kick your ass?” asked Minhyuk, “Almost, he was really mad”. Jooheon answered for him.
Changkyun felt a bit weird, didn’t know what to do. His neighbor was a nice guy, and probably gay. He knows this because the moment he got into the building this man was the first person he saw. It was in the entrance and was talking very lively to the probable security guard, he had a nice cross bag, it was black and it had painted a rainbow on it. Not to stereotype because of the rainbow, but Minhyuk was quite open and straightforward.
The moment Changkyun got near with his luggage, Minhyuk turned around, withheld, and said “New sexy guy in town? How old are you pretty?”. Changkyun remembers it and can’t stop but smile, he remembers the face Minhyuk made after he answered in English “enough to fuck you, babe”. Minhyuk got all red and squeaked, like a real loud squeak, Changkyun processing how his bad mouth talked before even thinking of it, started to feel how the hot of embarrassment crept under his skin.
That’s how Minhyuk approached Changkyun and said that he knew someone was moving in, that he saw the moving truck this morning and that he was his neighbor. He showed him the building and they talked a bit about why he moved in a bit late on the semester and other stuff. But not really getting in the “sexual” part again.
Jooheon sat on the floor in front of Hyungwon, and Minhyuk shoved Changkyun beside him. Sitting in front of Changkyun. From one of the doors another man got out, “is it safe?” he asked “yeah” Hyungwon said, “Come here babe” he said while making grabby hands. This new man was… strong, his figure was well built, he looked like a Hercules, black short hair and really pale skin. Changkyun couldn’t avoid but to do a complete body check out. Minhyuk laughed and said, “told you all he was gay”. Changkyun looked at him, questioning but at the same time realizing he was the topic of that phrase.
“Actually bi..” he said, his voice sounded rough, was this the first time he talked since he woke up?.
“Wow, nice voice dude,” Said the Hercules, “ I am Wonho, Min’s friend and Hyungwon’s boyfriend”. Nice, settling the boundaries from the beginning, Changkyun thought, he really didn’t want to mess around with people taken.
“Nice to meet you, he said… umhh…” Changkyun didn’t know what to say, so Minhyuk took the lead. “This is the guy I told you, Joo, he gave me a gay panic the other day” he laughed, Jooheo pouted.
Changkyun smirked “ I am proud to be defined like that”, “nice to meet you all, it was.. Jooheon, Hyungwon, Wonho, and Minhyuk right?”. They all smiled.
“What was going on? You woke me with all this noise…” Jooheon laughed “that explains your bird nest-like hair”, Changkyun moved his hands to his hair, great. Fuck. Great. Taking his hoodie, he put it on. “Ow, don’t be shy, I didn’t expect you to be shy Changkyunie” Minhyuk laughed. “We were having kind of a cinema night, but here Joo was all freaked out and one thing started another”, Hyungwon provided.
Changkyun looked at Jooheon, he was pouting again, he was cute, Changkyun wanted to squeeze him. “Wonho got mad and pushed me against the wall, and we started wrestling”, Jooheon said.
“I pushed you because you punched m-” Wonho was cut out by Jooheon “it was an accident Hyuung”.
Hyugnwon pressed his hands on Wonho’s tight, who was sitting on his lap. “Kids, it’s ok, don’t start again”.
“What were you watching?” Changkyun asked. And this is how Changkyun ended watching IT with Minhyuk and his friends. The movie ended around 4:30 am and they stayed talking until the sun was already bright.
Changkyun laughed and had a lot of fun with them, it was promising how easily he made acquaintances and how easy was to be himself from the beginning. It was quite some good luck to be neighbor of one of the most social people he has ever met and that he and his friends were also open-minded.
Around 8 am, he went back to his apartment to get changed as they decided to go out together for breakfast, and he kept talking about himself, why he moved, what he was studying, and also got to know some more about the others.
By 2 pm they were having fun in the Arcade Area, nearby the campus, where he noticed how popular these kids were. Minhyuk was finishing his last year, he was a teaching training student with a major in arts. He wanted to teach kids and help them to develop their imaginations. On the other side, he was the senior of the student magazine, where he has a column where he talks about gossips and gives love advice, plus support the small gay community. Making him kind of a star on the campus. Minhyuk was Hyungwon’s childhood friend, they also shared the dormitory and he was majoring in Fashion and Design. If Changkyun didn’t know Hyungwon was Wonho’s boyfriend, he would have thought they were together, because of how they both care about each other. Hyungwon was also quite popular, apparently he won the title of “handsome as a fairy” in his first year of college when he had pink hair, and it made him popular as an “ullzzang”.
Wonho was the “security guard” he thought Minhyuk was talking the first day they met. He already majored and was doing an internship on campus, he was a sports physiotherapist and helped all the professional athletes in the University, which made him the acquaintance of most of the football and baseball teams. They met this “Hyungwoo” that said hi to them and was one of the aces of the football team.
With Jooheon, he noticed that they were alike in terms of age and taste. They had this whole ass conversation about music and mixing and rapping. Jooheon was a music and scenery student and he was also Bi, tho he had never before had a boyfriend or that kind of sexual interaction, which made Changkyun remember when he was still learning about himself. It also helped Changkyung to joke around Jooheon and how he would F word him, helping Changkyun show his confident and flirty side of himself. That was a great step, he felt free and happy around these people.
He also learned some about this “Kihyun”, he still had the image of this man around his height pinning Minhyuk on the wall, plus his beautiful profile and smile. He was Minhyuk’s best friend, they met the first year when Kihyun being part of the magazine of the campus, asked Minhyuk and Hyungwon to join the club or at least model for his pictures. He graduated already and was doing an internship in the laboratory and medical department. He was quite busy, as Minhyuk complained quite a bit when trying to convince him to join them. As he did graduate with honors and the first of his year, he also was set as co-assistant of the Science Department Teachers and it seemed he had quite a stressful start.
It was 5 pm when Minhyuk, Hyungwon, and Changkyun went back to their building, Wonho and Jooheon lived with their family, nearby. Changkyun had a lot of fun today but also was tired, feeling his body ache as it hasn’t in some time. Saying their goodbyes on the door, finally, Changkyun got back to his room. He noticed, that it already got some of his smell, it made him feel comfortable.
He went straight to the bed, he wanted to sleep. But he knew he shouldn’t, as tomorrow would be Monday and his first day of classes. Minhyuk and Hyungwon would accompany him to his first classes so he wouldn’t get lost at the campus, tho he already investigated and knew mostly where to go and what he needed to do, he appreciated how they wanted to help him.
He decided to shower and watch some Netflix, he had started “Queens Gambit” not long ago, and he could watch some more before going to sleep. Then he noticed, that he hasn’t touched his phone all day, he left it in his room and has been out all day. When he picked it, it was dead, he had to charge it.
He was comfortable on the bed, watching the fourth episode when he finally couldn’t avoid it anymore and dozed to sleep.
The next morning, the alarm woke him at 7, he stretched his body like a cat, a habit he got from a young age when his mom explained to him that cats stretched to grow strong and flexible. He knew he wouldn’t grow much, but the flexibility was something always welcomed in his life. He moved to his living-kitchen, Kitching, he will call it Kitching from now own, and sat on the couch while eating his cereals with yogurt as breakfast. He picked his phone, another habit of him, was to start the day with the news. But today, he couldn’t even do it. His phone had a lot of notifications. He opened his eyes, not understanding or processing what was all that. He saw his mom called him yesterday, he would call her later. The rest were almost all Instagram messages and likes. He opened the app, and his eyes got even wider.
3K Followers in one night. 1.5K likes on the photos of the other night, and almost 1K on the first post. He had about 300 DMS.
OK, wow. What was happening? He opened the account not even two days ago, how did he get so much attention in no time? Was he dreaming? He pinched his thigh, it hurt, no, it was not a dream. How was this possible?
He decided to read some of the comments on his pictures, there was a mix of Korean, English, Chinese, and other languages.
“I want to fuck you”, “that lingerie looks amazing, where did you buy it?”, “do you have a bf/GF?”, “show ur face”, “dude, u are a pervert”, “i want to be your daddy, i will dm you” And a lot more comments. As far as he read, the majority were supportive messages, it also seemed like many of them were from the university. Then he noticed that he did tag by error the Uni. He wanted to use a hashtag of the place, but not tag the whole Campus.
He finished his cereal, it was still early, so he got immersed in the DMs. Most of them were dick pics, there were also some pretty girls in lingerie, OK, he was liking this. Smirking he kept scrolling, the Daddy guy gave him a speech of how he couldn’t let his offer go to waste.
The last DM he read, was “ Your body looks so perfect, I would love to take pictures of it, the lingerie looks beautiful, but I would include some real rope, Babe, I want you to cum over the sheets until you feel how sticky and sexy you are… I usually am not like this, but you made me desire what I haven’t ever desired, never ever thought I could feel attracted to men in lingerie, and now I can’t stop thinking about it, about you. I can’t wait to know more of your secrets, will I discover more of me?”.
He smiled, a tear going down his cheek, wow. He felt overwhelmed, was the mix of all the positive and negative feedback? Or was this beautiful dm? He never, ever thought he would get such kind of feedback. In a way, he also felt how sincere those last words he read were.
And then someone knocked on his door, it was Minhyuk, saying they could start going to his first class.