I was fucked by my friends

Taehyun remembered the first time Siyoon had opened up to him about his feelings for Hayul and cried while clinging to him. With a somewhat complicated expression, he picked up Hayul’s necktie that had been carelessly thrown on the floor. “Give me your hands. I’ll tie them.” “Okay….” As instructed, Siyoon held both of his hands out toward him, and Taehyun gathered them together and tightly bound them with the necktie. Siyoon looked at his bound hands and smiled faintly. Then he raised them above his head and slowly swayed his waist. “Ah… ah… d-don’t… move… ugh… ah…” Watching Hayul quietly as he frowned and his lips trembled from the mixture of pleasure and pain, Siyoon smiled and said to him, “Hayul. What are you going to do if you start crying already? The real part is just starting now….” “Wha… ahh!! Ngh… haa… ugh…”