Chapter - 1

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Since he had started his life as a skater, SungHoon had always been surrounded by women, women and girls jumping here and there happily, whispering secrets to each other, and Hoon felt lonely, not even in his school did he have friends with whom he could play or talk about his interests.

Something was clear. He liked women, yes, but more than that it was the feminine part they emanated, their silhouettes when dancing, their laugh, the tender and pretty things that characterized girls. SungHoon thought that's why he was already a straight guy although he had never felt a real attraction to anyone, he didn't even reciprocate the girls who approached him confessing his feelings. He had never been interested in anything until he entered i-land and met that delicate boy named Kim Sunoo.

Kim Sunoo had everything he liked, a delicate, small, soft body, he had the most tender smile he had ever seen, his voice was so sweet that it made him sigh. He couldn't tell why he liked Sunoo so much, perhaps because the other had had the initiative to approach him, and because he was finally surrounded by men his age and could share his interests with the minor; they talked for hours at night, they fought for the same dream, they told each other secrets and not only that, they also did the cleaning together and joked sometimes. Sunoo was the friend he had always wanted, but prettier.

They debuted, grew up together, and now SungHoon had other thoughts that surfaced as he spent more time with Sunoo. In the bedroom, he saw him with little shorts that showed his shapely legs and marked his wide hips and slender thin waist; he sometimes saw him getting out of the shower with only a towel around his waist and he couldn't believe how much it affected him to see his often bare chest, although sunoo's chest wasn't anything like how normal boy's have, sunoo's was very soft, small with pikish buds. All of this was new, SungHoon had never felt sexual attraction to someone, but that smiling boy made him curse himself in the shower when he held his erection and masturbated in silence, remembering the drops of water running through the minor's body.

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