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Mark rode his bike all the way to Crema. He saw Johnny at the news stand, sitting on his bike and scanning through the headlines of the International Herald Tribune before heading to the direction of the post office. Mark rushed up to him.

"Something wrong?"

"I just had to see you." Mark looked up at Johnny.

"Aren't you sick of me?"

"I just wanted to be with you. If you want, I'll go back now."

"No." Johnny held onto Mark's shoulder, he simply stood there and stared at Mark as he shook his head. "Do you have any idea how glad I am that we slept together?" Johnny asked suddenly, sincerity in his voice.

"I don't know."

"It's just like you not to know. I don't want you to regret any of it. I just dread the thought of having messed you up. I don't want either of us to pay one way or another."

"I won't tell anyone. There won't be any trouble." Johnny sighed.

"I don't mean that. I'm sure I'll pay for it somehow though. For you, however you think of it, it's still fun and games, which it should be. For me it's something else that I haven't figured out and the fact that I can't scares me." Mark nodded, looking down as he tried to avoid eye contact with Johnny.

"Are you sorry I came here?"

"I'd kiss you if I could." Johnny leaned closer, close enough for Mark to know that he really wanted but far enough for nobody else to suspect a thing. "Fuck me, Mark." Mark smiled seductively. Johnny smiled back, repeating his own name in Mark's ear.

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Jungwoo washed the dishes in the kitchen, he cleared away the dessert plates from lunch with their fruit peelings. Doyoung entered the room with a basket filled with huge, succulent-looking peaches. "Put them over there." Jungwoo pointed to the fruit bowl at the center of the table. Mark entered the kitchen from the outside with a book in his hands and a towel on his shoulders. His eyes fell on the freshly picked fruit and he picked out two then left the room.

He walked up to the stairs that lead to the attic and on the way there he met his mother. Mark kissed his mother on the cheek and she was extremely pleased by this unexpected show of affection from her teenage son. He carried on walking up the stairs, eating one of the peaches.

Mark entered the attic and put the remaining peach on the old bedside table and lied down on the mattress where he made love to Yeri. He opened his book and started reading but, easily distracted, he looked outside the window and at the glorious summer sky. He tried reading again but still no chance and all he could think about was Johnny.

Mark's hunger for Johnny was ripe. Mark's gaze scanned the room, the abandoned objects, the dark corners... the peach. He was bored, vulnerable and horny so he stretched out his hand to it and played with it. Mark thought about how the peach resembled Johnny's ass, just like the apricot but the peach was bigger.. and fleshier. He then turned it's crease towards him and opened it halfway with his thumbs, the juices splashed on him as he removed the pit violently. The pit fell onto the attic floor with a loud clink.

Mark brought the fuzzy, blush-coloured peach to his groin and lowered his swim trunks. He pressed himself into it until the parted fruit slid down his erection. The fruit leaked on him and though firm, it broke apart. Holding the halves of the reddened core in either hand, he began to rub himself with them. When his orgasm arrived, very soon, he carefully aimed the spurts into the open peach. With his free hand, he choked himself imagining that his hand belonged to Johnny. "Ah.. Fuck."

"What the hell did I just do?" Mark thought as he held the fruit in both hands and looked around, the sight of the shattered fruit dripping with his cum filled him with shame. He placed the two halves of the peach on the bedside table and covered himself with a towel eventually falling asleep.

Later .

Mark woke up to the sound of someone entering the attic. "I was looking everywhere for you... What are you doing up here?" Johnny sat next to him on the mattress. He started kissing Mark on one arm then on his belly before removing the towel to reveal, to his surprise, that Mark wasn't wearing his swimsuit. He swiftly leaned down, bringing his lips to Mark's groin to finish the blowjob that he had teased earlier. He kissed Mark's sticky groin that had the taste of fresh, summer peach. He looked up with a questioning expression.

"What have you done?" Johnny's slight smile as he looked at the broken peach beside Mark revealed both Johnny's excitement and amazement. "Is this what I think it is?" Johnny held it out with a teasing smile. Mark nodded in shame. "You tried out the plant kingdom? Next will be minerals? You're already rejecting the animal kingdom? That would be me I suppose." Johnny spoke as he studied the peach.

"I'm sick, aren't I?" Johnny pulled off his bathing suit. "I wish everyone were as sick as you. You want to see sick?" Johnny peered into the cum filled peach while Mark pretended to hide his eyes.

"Now, may I taste it?"

"Don't!" Mark jumped up from his position, trying to grab the peach away. Johnny quickly moved his hand away from Mark's reach before lowering it down to his mouth and taking a huge bite of it. "The peach juice helps a lot. Want to try it?" Johnny offered the bitten peach. "Let it go! No!" Mark, with tears forming in his eyes, tried reaching for Johnny's hand that held the peach but Johnny held it further and further away.

"Look, you don't have to do this. I'm the one that came after you. Everything that's happened is because of me-"

"Nonsense. I wanted you from day one. I just hid it better." Johnny interrupted still holding the peach away from Mark. Mark lunged out to grab the fruit from Johnny's hand but with his other hand, Johnny grabbed Mark's wrist and held on tight.

"You're hurting me."

"Then let go." Mark reached out to him before giving up and bursting into tears. He muffled his sobs against Johnny's bare shoulder, Johnny held him close. "I don't want you to go." Mark spoke into Johnny's shoulder as Johnny caressed his hair. "Whatever happens between us, Mark, I just want you to know..." Johnny spoke as if he was soothing a child.

"What?" Mark answered between sobs.

"Don't ever say that you didn't know." They kissed as lovers committing themselves.

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(a/n: a peach is getting more action than you 😳😩 explanation of why mark is crying is because 1.) he doesn't want johnny to go (obvious point lmao) and 2.) because johnny cared enough for him and wasn't "disgusted" by him that he was willing to eat his jizz peach)