Hatred - 2Min/Minmin

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Seungmin :

No matter how strong seungmin was, how many how many inspirational or educational books he read, he still felt the need to be desired, missed, loved, talked, objectified, fantasized about and masturbated to and he hated himself for that.

He dimmed the lights of his room and his laptop before he clicked to ‘video call’ on Skype account. He switched on ’Show video’ to check if his face or any part of his body was any way recognizable.

Not that anyone would want to see his body.

He was too skinny as if no one had given him anything to eat, just skinny was understatement, he looked dead.

For years he had been battling with his weight issues.

Inseong, the boy on the other side of the video call, had first met in an interschool debating competition about five years back. He had been talking to Seungmin , on and off, for the past few months, and he had showered him with a lot of attention.

But it wasn't friendly attention, it was sexy, overbearing, dirty, sweaty attention.

INSEONG
Hey, I can't see you. Switch the lights.
SEUNGMIN
I can't, my parents are outside. Make do with this. :*
INSEONG
Oh! A kiss! The night just got very interesting! I think I just got turned on.
SEUNGMIN
Show me.

Seungmin's heart throbbed with nervous energy, HE WAS FULL ON GAY and don't worry his parents knew, he came out to them after two years of that incident. He decided not to think about that incident right now.

Inseong's ex-girlfriend  was tall, slender and reasonably fashionable, the kind who took selfies in the changing rooms and labelled them #ugly.

Seungmin wanted to shove her with his Polaroid in front of the girl's face and shout, “You self serving lowlife, this is ugly, not you! ” you might think he is comparing himself to a girl but it's SOUTH KOREA most of them are just beautiful but he always thought God might had hated him for sin he never knows he committed .

To think he had turned on that girls ex-boyfriend was a cause of celebration.

The boy teased Seungmin a little, gyrating and thrusting his pelvis into the camera like an octogenarian on his first yoga class.

Slowly, the guy took his shirt off, and then slipped out of his trackpants. His torso was sufficiently ripped and shaved but his legs were Amazonian level hairy.

He asked seungmin if he wanted him to take his briefs off and before Seungmin could type a reply, he had started. He slipped them off slowly. Not that suspense was killing Seungmin.

Seungmin squinted as Inseong proudly took his semi-hard king-prawn-like member on his palm and started flapping it around, stroking it, pointing it towards the web camera.

INSEONG
Do you like this? You do, don't you?

It was hilarious. Inseong kept stroking it till it was hard. Then took his hands off it, and placed them behind his head and moved his dick back and forth like it was a party trick.

By this time, Seungmin was disgusted enough to change tabs. Well he was never turned on by this guy, he liked dicks but not this one. He just wanted some fun.

Seungmin watched a complication of cute puppy videos on YouTube rather, and how easy life was for little puppies.
No one says, hey, look at that hideous puppy.

And though the moving images of crooked dick on his laptop made him feel sick and queasy, he felt desirable for a change. At least someone in the world who would give him a second look, want him, in whichever way it might be.