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“Hey Soobin, we’re all going to play D&D tonight, wanna come?” he heard Kai ask. He had been daydreaming about his actual plans for the evening.
“Sorry, I can’t tonight,” he replied.
“You’re still taking pictures of Terry? Don’t you have a million of them by now?” Kai asked.
“The swim season will only last for another three weeks. Besides, the paper is counting on me for these photos,” he said,defiantly.
“Photos of the entire team. Not just close ups of Terry in his speedo,” Kai countered. Soobin looked around to make sure no one had heard that, and shook his head. He didn’t expect Kai to understand. He wouldn’t have this opportunity forever so he had to seize it. “You can shake your head all you want, but hanging out with you has been impossible lately,” he said.
“I’m sorry. I’ll try to be more present. Let’s hang out this weekend,” he said.
“The swim team doesn’t have any schedules?” he asked.
“They do, but Wooyoung is going in my place for the experience.” he answered.
“Fine we can hang out, but I don’t know if we can be friends if you’re thinking of building a shrine to the guy,” he joked.
A shrine was a bit much, Soobin thought, but he was definitely building a digital catalogue of Terry. As secretary of the photography club, he worked closely with the university newspaper. He’d been assigned the swim team and miscellaneous campus events. He kept the newspaper happy with a near constant stream of their winning swim team, but he took certain liberties for himself. It started a few months ago when he went to his first swim meet.
He had sulked because he could think of a few better ways to spend a Saturday, but he had agreed to fill in for a senior at the last moment.. He watched the swimmers warming up, and he snapped a few photos of the process, but he was bored. Could there be a more boring sport, he thought to himself until he saw him. Terry arrived from the locker room flanked by two people he would later learn were his friends and teammates Yeonjun and Beomgyu. Immediately Soobin was enthralled by his eyes; he’d only seen eyes that big and bright on babies. He liked how easily he laughed with his friends. The sound of his laugh carried across the pool and hit Soobin in his heart.
His heart quickly dropped into his stomach when Terry removed his team jacket revealing a lean body, the envy of his team. Terry had clearly defined v-line abs that led to an impressive bulge covered only by a green speedo. Turning around Soobin could see how sculpted his butt was from years of swimming. He wanted to capture it all on camera. Soobin made sure to capture the entire swim team, but for every photo he’d submit the paper, he took a separate photo meant for his eyes only. He took close ups of Terry’s bulge, his ass, his hairy armpits, and his smile.
That night, he spent an hour separating and editing the files. Printing the photos and creating a sort of photobook had crossed his mind, but he quickly squashed that idea until next summer. The university dark room was limited to the photography club, but it was far from private. An external drive would have to do, but he saved a few images to his phone in a hidden, password protected photo storage app to look at whenever he chose. He couldn’t count how many times he’d cum buckets to a photo of Terry’s speedo-clad ass.
That was back in September five months ago, and after that first meet he had gotten himself assigned to capture swim meets and the occasional practice. He didn’t risk taking photos of Terry any other time. He didn’t wish to be caught. The only person who knew about his activities was Kai. He and Kai had been friends since the first week of freshmen year. They were both a part of the photography club, and they liked all the same games like D&D and LoL. Kai had found him out on a Sunday afternoon when they were working together. He’d asked Soobin to borrow an external drive and Soobin absentmindedly agreed. Going through the contents, it hadn’t taken Kai long to connect the dots.
Lucky for Soobin, Kai hadn’t been weirded out by it. He sussed that Soobin wasn’t stalking Terry, and taking photos through his bedroom window. Kai had a nonchalant attitude about most things, and had told Soobin, “we all have something a little pervy about us.” Now however, it was a constant source for teasing when they happened across Terry on campus, and now that Terry and Soobin shared a political science class.
He was now on his way to capture the last practice of the season for a retrospective piece for the year. He began setting up as they did warmups, but was interrupted by someone calling his name. He looked up and asked, “Yeonjun, Beomgyu what’s up?
“You’ve been taking pictures of us, but we haven't been featured in the paper once,” Beomgyu said with a pout.
“Oh… well, I just took the pictures. I didn’t get to decide which photos the paper uses,” he responded flatly.
“Yeah well they might use some of us if they were as good as Terry’s. He is in every piece that gets made,” Yeonjun said.
Soobin was panicking, the newspaper did compliment his photos of Terry more than the others. “How about this, I’ll focus on taking good pictures of you guys right now. Just go ahead and warm up naturally,” he compromised.
“Ok,” they said in unison, running back to the pool.
“And don’t pose! Just do what you’d normally do,” Soobin yelled after them.
Soobin had to admit, he’d gotten some good shots of them swimming and diving. He showed them a preview of the photos on his camera and they were satisfied. Terry came out from the locker room walking past where Soobin was showing Yeonjun and Beomgyu the photographs. He smiled warmly at Soobin, his eyes sparkling and he felt a fluttering sensation in his stomach.
Soobin continued taking shots of the entire time, going out of his way to capture good shots for the rest of the team. When he landed on Terry, he noticed his speedo was poking out a bit more than usual. Now, he knew these guys and had been photographing them for months; popping a boner during practice wasn’t unusual, but this was the first time he’d seen Terry’s. He snapped two quick photos and turned his attention elsewhere before anyone could notice. Maintaining his casual mood was proving difficult for him; he’d never gotten a photo of Terry with a boner.
After taking a few more photos, he went to find coach Ji.
“I think I have everything I need, so I’m going to take off,” he said, politely
“Ok good good. Will I be seeing you at the meet this weekend?” she asked.
“No actually, my junior Wooyoung will be filling in for me.” he said
“Ok well good job Soobin,” she said as he exited.
Back at his dorm he was diligently separating the photos for the newspaper and personal use. Transferring all the photos of Terry to his phone wouldn’t be practical so he picked the one with the boner and another where Terry was mid-walk and it made his butt recoil. When he was done, he uploaded the photos for the newspaper into the online cloud server. After checking that the door was locked, he took off his shirt and pants and went to sit on his bed, opening the app he used to store photos of Terry.
He swiped through them while mindlessly tugging on his soft cock, until he landed on the boner photo and felt his dick begin to respond. With a squirt of the lotion on his bedside table, he began to slowly rub his cock until he was rock hard. He focused his attention on the head of his cock, moaning softly as he massaged the sensitive gland while he stared at Terry’s hard dick tenting his speedo. He could just make out a dark patch at the edge of the speedo and imagined touching Terry there. To reach underneath the speedo where his balls snuggled closely. The only thing that separated him from Terry’s cock was a thin strip of fabric.
Having sped up the pace, he was viciously beating his cock, chasing the orgasm he could feel was coming. The room was filled with the sound of his bouncing balls smacking against his skin. Even though Terry’s sculpted body helped him build the orgasm, Terry’s face is what usually sent him over the edge. Tonight was no different as he stared into Terry’s big brown eyes and admired his wide smile and groaned in pleasure as his orgasm sent ripples through him and he shot six ropes of cum onto his abs, the last bit of it dribbling out of his cock and onto his hands and then onto his pubes.
His chest rose and fell rapidly as he tried to calm his furiously beating heart. Using the underwear he’d just discarded, he cleaned the underwear off his body and his cock. When he was no longer covered in cum, he got ready for bed and opened Terry’s instagram. He looked at the posts like he usually did, until he could no longer keep his eyes open and fell asleep.
The next day in his poly sci class, he was absentmindedly day dreaming while he stared at the back of Terry’s head. When he heard his professor say, “choose a partner” his reverie was broken. He looked around nervously as everyone else began to pair up. He was so busy looking behind him that he didn’t notice that Terry was standing right behind him.
“Hey,” he said, causing Soobin to jump out of his skin. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you, I just thought we could be partners,” he said, with a smile.
Soobin stared open mouth before he said, “yeah sure. Partnering would be great.”
The professor outlined the details of their presentation that was due in a week before dismissing them from the class.
“Cool, so I’ll be busy with the swim team for the rest of the day and tomorrow, but how about Sunday we can start work on it at your place. I’d offer mine, but I’m roommates with Beomgyu. You know how he is, we’d never get anything done,” he said with a laugh, saving Soobin’s number in his phone.
“Sure that’s fine with me,” Soobin replied, knowing he had a full day to get rid of anything incriminating.
“Great, I’ll text you, on Sunday,” Terry said and exited the class.
Soobin’s heart was pounding. That was the most he’d ever talked to Terry and he was going to spend part of the day with him on Sunday; he was elated.
Sunday, he spent the morning cleaning his dorm, he’d be mortified if Terry found a pair of his underwear lying around. He was admiring his work when he got a knock on his door. He opened to find Wooyoung, who invited himself in.
“Hey so I took photos of the swim team, but I don’t have access to the newspaper cloud yet, and they really want the photos today. Can you upload them for me?” he asked, handing Soobin a memory card.
“Sure,” he said. accepting the memory card.
“Thanks,” Wooyoung answered, already out the door.
Soobin looked around and figured he may as well do it now. He didn’t know how long Terry would be. He inserted the memory card into his laptop and began browsing the files. He had to admit that Wooyoung had done a good job. He even found pictures of Terry that he needed for his private collection. He reached into his drawer and pulled out his special external drive for Terry content and plugged it into his computer. After moving the files to the drive, he began editing and uploading the files for the paper. It was tedious work, but he’d become quite good at it.
He was almost done when his phone vibrated; it was Terry: walking into your dorm now. Soobin stopped what he was doing and made one last scan of the room before he heard a knock at the door. He let Terry in and after quick greetings, they began to divide their share of the work. Terry, a popular member of the swim team who regularly wore speedos for a large swath of the student body to see, agreed to actually present the work for which Soobin was grateful. They agreed to compile the research together, but Soobin would be in charge of creating the presentation.
“I actually checked out a book yesterday that might help us,” Soobin said, reaching for his backpack.
“I found some articles that I emailed to myself that should help also. Can I pull them up on your computer?” Terry asked.
“Of course,” Soobin said absentmindedly while going through his book.
Terry moved the mousepad bringing the computer to life. He began searching the desktop for a web browser when he noticed an icon with his name. Curious, he clicked on it bringing the folder window front and center. What he saw made his jaw drop. Hundreds of photos of him and mostly clad in only a speedo.
“What the hell is this?” he asked Soobin sharply.
Soobin looked up from his book, and his face went pale. He had forgotten to eject the external drive and all of his exploits were out in plain sight for Terry to see.
“Why do you have so many photos of me? Do you like perving on me or something” he asked, standing.
Soobin really didn’t know what to say, so he just went with the truth. “I know this seems weird and I’m sorry, but I’ve had a crush on you since I first saw you, so sometimes I took extra photos of you and kept them for myself,” he said lowering his head.
Terry looked at him, truly seeing him for the first time. Very calmly, he grabbed his bag and said, “I think I should go,” and left without another word. Soobin was devastated, he couldn’t believe that he’d forgotten that the drive was still connected. He went to his computer and erased all of the photos, ejected the draft and sat there feeling miserable. He couldn’t imagine what his life would be like if Terry told everyone. He’d be labeled a creep. He might have to transfer schools. To distract himself from the tears that threatened to overwhelm him, he began researching their project and putting together their presentation. He worked nonstop, not even breaking for meals and he was able to finish by midnight. After saving the file and emailing it to Terry with another apology, he crawled into his bed and opened Terry’s instagram. He selected a post and didn’t stop himself from crying as he went to sleep.
He’d been anxious all morning leading up to his Tuesday Poly Sci class, but Terry wasn’t there. He waited the entire class, but Terry never showed. On his way back to his dorm he ran into Yeonjun and Beomgyu, who yelled clear across the courtyard to gain his attention.
“Hey Soobin, the photos of us in the paper are awesome. Did you do this?” Yeonjun asked.
“Oh thanks, but no, I just took the photos and some of them may have been taken by my junior Wooyoung,” he said.
“Well they were really good, even though now my butt is immortalized for the entire campus to see,” Beomgyu said, laughing.
“Terry didn’t come to Poly Sci this morning,” he said tentatively.
“Oh yeah, well he lives on campus but his house is 45 minutes away or 25 minutes if Yeonjun is driving,” Beomgyu said, earning himself a slap upside the head from Yeonjun. He continued, “he said he felt like visiting home so he left Sunday night. He said he’d be back tomorrow actually.
“Oh. I just asked because we have a presentation on Thursday,” Soobin said.
“Yeah he should be back by then. We should go though. Great work on the photos again,” Yeonjun said, smacking him on the shoulder before walking away.
Soobin breathed a sigh of relief. It didn’t seem like he had told his closest friends, but his relief was short-lived because he did feel the need to flee the campus. Feeling a mix of emotions, he called Kai to have lunch. Fifteen minutes later he was seated in the dining hall in the very back corner. After waiting for ten minutes, he spotted Kai and frantically gestured to him. Kai sat down and began talking about the test he had in his economics class on Friday, but Soobin swiftly cut him off.
“Yeah yeah,” he said with his hand up. “Sorry, I know I’m being rude but, Terry found out.”
“What do you mean he found out?” Kai asked, his mouth agape.
“I mean he saw the flash drive with all of the close up pictures I took of him,” Soobin whispered.
“Oh my God,” was all Kai could say.
“I know, and what’s worse he didn’t come to class today because he went home on Sunday,” Soobin said.
“This could be bad,” Kai said, concern etched onto his face.
“I don’t think he told his friends because I ran into them today, but what if he goes to the dean. What if he transfers schools,” Soobin said, panicking.
“Let’s just relax. We don’t know anything yet. Maybe he doesn’t care that you’re a big perv,” Kai said in an attempt to lighten the mood.
Soobin didn’t laugh. He sighed and pushed the food around on his plate.
“Look there’s no use being down about it. It happened, you’ll talk to him when he comes back. Throw yourself on his mercy if you have to,” Kai said with a mouth full of food.
Soobin nodded, knowing Kai was right. He tried focusing on what he knew so far: 1) Terry had immediately gone back to his home the day that he found out. 2) his friends knew where he was, so obviously he’s been in communication with them to some degree and they didn’t seem to know what happened based on how they treated him before. 3) Beomgyu had said he was coming back to campus tomorrow. Not fully convinced, after having dinner with Kai he went back to his dorm room to fine tune the presentation. Again, he worked late into the night, sending a revised copy to Terry when he was done with more apologies.
The next day he chose to not go to any classes, and skipped out on the photography club as well, electing to hide out in his dorm room. Instagram had alerted him to the fact that Terry was back on campus. It occurred to him that it was probably a good sign that he wasn’t blocked on instagram, but he and Terry weren’t mutuals so maybe he didn’t know about Soobin’s page. He thought about this and other things as the day dragged on. He couldn’t even bring himself to open the locked app with the Terry photos he still had.
On the day of their presentation, he arrived at the lecture hall early hoping to run into Terry before other students came piling in. It was just his luck that Terry arrived first, pausing in the doorway when he spotted Soobin. To Soobin’s surprise, Terry came straight to him, talking about changes he’d made to the project when Soobin cut him off.
“I know you must be weirded out, I understand if you don’t want anything to do with me, but I am sorry.” he said remorsefully.
“Why me though? Why not Yeonjun or Beomgyu or anyone else on the swim team?” he asked.
Choosing honesty, he said “because I think you’re cuter than all of them. I know those pictures crossed a line, but I was also proud to have you as a subject.”
“Wow. I don’t know what to say,” Terry replied, ears reddenning,
“But again, I’m so sorry and I’ll do whatever to make it up to you,” he pledged.
“I have to admit the pictures were good,” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper as students began to file in. “Can you send them to me?” he asked.
“I would if I could. I deleted all the contents of the drive after you left,” Soobin said, dropping his head.
“Well how about this: can you take more photos for me? I want to create a photobook of sorts,” he said.
“Of course. Whenever you want we can do that, and take as many photos as you’d like. I can borrow lighting equipment from the photography club.” he said, feeling enthusiastic.
“Cool, how about tonight? The pool won’t be occupied,” Terry said.
“Whatever you say,” Soobin said agreeably.
“I’ll keep the fact that you’re a giant perv between us,” he said, going to his seat and leaving Soobin speechless.
Their presentation went perfectly. Terry had confessed that he hadn’t done any research, and simply repeated Soobin’s notes. Soobin was so grateful that he didn’t care that he did the bulk of the work himself and Terry still presented. They agreed to meet at the pool at 10pm that night; Terry would borrow the keys from the captain, and Soobin would bring the supplies.
They arrived at the agreed up time and Soobin began to set up everything while Terry got ready. He’d just figured out the lighting when Terry came out of the locker room clad in his team jacket and speedo. Soobin tried valiantly not to stare, but he could see the bottom of Terry’s butt cheek peeking out from the bottom of the speedo, and bit his lip. Terry shook his head with a laugh and removed his jacket.
They agreed to get some shots of him about to dive into the pool, some in midair, some swimming, and some treading the water. Soobin focused intensely, wanting to give Terry the best shots he could. He switched cameras twice, and adjusted the lighting multiple times. He wished his camera were waterproof because he’d be underwater taking photos if he could. After 30 minutes, he and Terry were sitting on the bleachers going over the pictures. Terry, in his speedo, had a towel draped around his shoulders. He was impressed by the shots. He’d never seen himself captured in such a way. Soobin really knew him.
Staring at Soobin, he realized that any inadequacies he might feel about himself, Soobin didn’t care or didn’t even realize. Looking at the photos, he began to understand that Soobin might worship him. Wordlessly, he went to the entrance of the pool and locked it and went back to Soobin, confusion etched in his face.
“You like me don’t you?” he asked Soobin.
“Yes I’ve liked you for awhile,” he said, his cheek tinged pink
“No, but I mean you really like me? Like you got off to those pictures of me?” he asked.
“Why do you ask?” Soobin replied, turning a deeper shade of red.
“I just want to understand. No one’s ever really thought about me that way,” he said, also turning red.
Soobin mustered up his courage and said, “I did get off to you a lot. You’re a lot hotter than you think.”
Terry thought for a minute and walked to where Soobin was seated. When his abs were an inch from Soobin’s face, he looked down at him and asked, “what would you do to me if you could?”
With a gulp Soobin replied, “well I would want to feel your muscles and see how they felt in my hands, and I would let you do anything you wanted to me.”
“Then do it,” he said breathlessly.
“What do you mean?” Soobin asked, his voice shaking.
“I want you to feel my muscles and show me how much you like me,” he said.
Soobin hesitated and glanced around the pool before he placed his fingertips onto Terry’s abs. Terry gasped slightly, feeling Soobin’s skin connected with his, but he kept his eyes locked on to Soobin. Gently, he glided the palm of his hands across Terry’s rock hard abs before allowing his touch to linger in the small trail of hair leading to his speedo covered crotch. With a hand on each side he grasped Terry’s narrow waist and brought his lips to his belly-button causing a hiss to escape Terry’s mouth.
Soobin couldn’t believe what was happening. His dick was threatening to burst through the fabric of his jeans, but he couldn’t focus on his erection. Standing, he glided his hands across Terry’s back, kissing up the length of his abs until he reached his pecs, giving each one a kiss. Terry was enjoying the digital assault he was receiving and began flexing both arms. Soobin made his way to his arms squeezing and kissing both biceps before planting his nose deep in Terry’s exposed, hairy armpits. Terry was taken aback, never imagining anyone would ever be interested in his armpits. Soobin breathed deeply, reveling in the smell of Terry’s armpits, while his hands continued to roam freely across Terry’s sculpted back and his abs.. He could tell that Terry was clean, but his armpits were so hairy that a bit of his natural musk was left behind. Terry let out a soft moan when he felt Soobin’s tongue connect to his armpits, as Soobin began to lick in earnest.
Soobin, unsure that he’d ever get such an opportunity again, decided he’d make the most of it. He wanted Terry to feel good and think about him later the next time he wanted to get off. He peppered kisses across his collarbone until he reached his neck. Terry wasn’t used to the way Soobin forcefully grabbed him and pressed their bodies together while paying special attention to the spot on his neck that was making him feel crazy. He caught himself moaning like a whore as Soobin’s tender kisses wreaked havoc on him.
Following Soobin’s instruction, he sat sideways on the bleachers so Soobin could sit behind him. Pressing his back into his chest and wrapping his arms around him, Soobin restarted the assault on Terry’s nipples, gently tugging at the erect brown nubs, while he resumed giving Terry’s neck the attention of his mouth. Terry couldn’t take how stimulated he was. Soobin used his left hand to play with Terry’s left nipple, and his right hand to massage Terry’s cock through his speedo. With his hands grasping Soobin’s thighs, he moaned wantonly, his speedo straining against his hard cock.
No one had ever made Terry feel so good. He felt himself getting close and panting he said, “Soobin please stop, I'm going to cum already.”
Soobin stopped the assault on his cock, but he didn’t let go. “You don’t want to cum?” Soobin asked, his voice deeper than usual.
“It’s not that, but I don’t want to cum yet, and I don’t want to cum in my speedo,” he replied.
Soobin sat forward facing on the bleachers and motioned for Terry to stand in front of him. He placed his hands at the top of his speedo and looked him in the eye. After a perfunctory nod, he pulled his speedo down freeing his hard dick. He’d imagined Terry’s dick a plethora of times, but his imagination couldn’t compare to the real thing. He was so taken aback he said, “wow,” before he could stop himself. Then he looked at Terry.
“You have a big cock,” he said, shock coloring his tone, causing Terry to laugh.
He admired it, but before he touched it, he turned Terry around and before Terry could protest, Terry was doubled over and his tongue was on his hole. Terry moaned at the new sensation as Soobin sucked on his tight rim. Soobin was going crazy at the idea that the first thing to penetrate Terry would be his tongue. Spreading his own ass cheeks, he braced himself on his bent knees as Soobin rubbed his balls. After five minutes, he knew he wouldn’t last much longer, but there was one thing he wanted to try. After prying his hole away from Soobin’s determined tongue, he turned around and offered his hard cock to him. Understanding washed over Soobin as took Terry’s cock deep into his throat. Terry whimpered incessantly at the delightful throating his cock was receiving from Soobin and the gentle way he massaged his full balls in the process. He wished he had known Soobin had felt this way from the beginning, and all those loads he rushed while Yeonjun and Beomgyu had class would have gone to Soobin.
Feeling his orgasm building, he placed his left foot on the bleacher next to Soobin, steadied Soobin’s head in his hands, and began to mercilessly fuck Soobin’s throat. Soobin thought his cock would burst, he was so horny. Terry was fucking his face hard as his balls slapped against his chin. Not wanting to spoil the moment, Soobin used every bit of willpower he possessed to keep his gags limited to just that; he would deal with the sore throat that was sure to come. Soon, his eyes were streaked with tears from the brutal face fucking he was receiving.
Terry was close, but he had one more thing he wanted to do. Pulling his dick out of Soobin’s mouth, he furiously pumped his cock as thick hot cum exploded from him painting Soobin’s face. Soobin’s quick thinking caused him to shut his eyes and open his mouth as one of the ropes of cum landed on his tongue. He swallowed quickly before taking Terry’s increasingly sensitive cock and squeezed the final drops from it while sucking on the head. Terry hissed at the overstimulation, but allowed Soobin to continue until he couldn’t take it anymore.
Soobin wiped the cum from his eyes and stuck his fingers into his mouth. Terry watched him curiously.
“You’d seriously eat my load?” he asked, perplexed.
With a chuckle Soobin replied, “I’d do just about anything for you anytime you want.”
Thinking, Terry pulled out his phone and added Soobin’s contact to his favorites. “Anytime?” he asked with a smirk.