The voice of happiness

The huge mirrors of the spacious room reflected the sharp movements of the hands, which sometimes became smooth. The feet in sneakers tapped the rhythm on the floor, in time with the music coming from the nearby speaker. Four faces turned towards the mirror in unison, making a 180-degree rotation, and were reflected in it. The last movement marked the end of the music. Four guys exhale raggedly and their bodies relax. Some sit down directly on the floor, some went to fetch water from a small bench, and only one black-haired guy combed his slightly wet hair back with his fingers and looked at everyone. — All right, everyone. That's all for today. One guy, with pink hair that reached his shoulders, who was lying on the floor in a star position, raised himself on his elbows and looked at his friend wearily. — Jinu, what's the point of training so hard now? We don't have a fifth member anyway, — he said, laying his head back on the floor. — I agree, — said another guy with pink hair, only it was short, and he was constantly emptying his water bottle. —What difference does it make if there are four of us or five? Because of this restriction, we now have to find a new member... Jinu looked at them carefully, then sighed and rubbed his nose tiredly. — Guys, do you think I want to delay our debut for so long? Yes, we need a fifth member, and without him, we won't be able to establish ourselves as a group. But even if I haven't found him yet, it doesn't mean we should stop training. Two pink-haired people groaned in despair. A quiet guy sitting on a bench, with silver hair and bangs that covered his eyes, spoke up: — Jinu, Romance, and Abby are right about something, — he said, pursing his lips and looking at his leader, but his bangs hid his expression. — Haa... Mystery, you're in the same boat, — Jinu tilted his head back and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He then looked at the guys again. — Finding the right candidate isn't easy. I'm trying my best, but it's not a quick process. If we don't want our group to fall apart due to a single member, we need to be more thorough in our search. And if we want to perform well during our debut, we need to practice as often as possible. Romance and Abby sighed, turning away, and Mystery lowered his head, biting his lip. Jinu clenched his jaw. He knew he needed to leave before he said something he shouldn't. So, grabbing his bag, he headed out, saying, "See you around." — Tomorrow, at the usual time. *** The guy was sitting at his laptop, resting his chin on his hand and watching the recently released video of the female band "Huntrix". Their synchronization and vocals were at a high level, and their choreography and outfits were always polished and performed magnificently, even though they had only debuted a few months ago. However, what annoyed Jinu was not their popularity or their outstanding performance, but the fact that there were only three girls in the group. At the same time, they needed a fifth member to join the "Saja Boys" for their debut. When Jinu and his friends decided to form a group, they never imagined that they would be given a condition in the form of a new member. It was either five members or no debut. As the leader of his group, Jinu considered this to be ridiculous, if not a pretext to delay their debut. The other members of Saja Boys shared their leader's opinion. But even so, Jinu has to audition to get a new member. Otherwise, the huge company they need won't work with them. The guy logged out of the website, almost spitting out a curse. Why does everything have to go wrong? Why, even after putting in so much effort, can't he achieve his dream of forming a successful band? And most importantly, with a comfortable and warm relationship among the members. Even if that was the case now, what would happen with the addition of a new member? It would disrupt their established balance. "Haa... But even if we ignore that, we still have to find this new guy..." Jinu rubbed his closed eyelids and leaned back in his chair. He wanted to turn off his laptop and write to their producer to let them know how the search was going, but then a strange advertisement appeared on the screen. He raised an eyebrow and was about to click the cross when the bright orange headline, written in large letters, screamed for attention. [PHONE SEX!] "Are you tired? Do you want to relax and let go of all your problems, so you can drown in blissful oblivion? Call the number and enjoy a pleasant conversation! It will release all your tension and bring you the relaxation you desire. We guarantee complete anonymity." In fact, Jinu should have stopped reading when he saw the headline. He had seen similar ads before, but they were always blocked and removed. He found this type of advertising to be both stupid and depraved. He was about to close the annoying ad when he stopped at the last second. When he pulled out his phone, he couldn't believe that he was actually dialing this number. But those words about relaxing... He had been feeling stressed lately, and it was causing him to become irritated and stressed, which was affecting his friendships. So what was stopping him from doing what he was thinking about? He wasn't an idol yet, and no one knew his name, and he had no intention of mentioning it to Jinu. He put down his laptop, and the phone began to ring. His body was tingling with excitement, and Jinu bit his lower lip. He had never done anything like this before, so he didn't know what to expect, but he decided to go with the flow. However, when he heard a soft and seductive voice, he was taken aback. — Yes, am I listening? Jinu couldn't utter a single word. Based on the timbre and intonation, the voice belonged to a young man. However, he didn't really care if it was a man or a woman. The guy swallowed and said something that made him mentally slap himself in the face: — Is this phone sex? A stupid question. A stupid conversation. Everything is according to the canons of his life. — ... — There was silence on the other end. Jinu was about to end the call, wondering how he had the audacity to call such a number, but the words of unnecessary excuses slipped out before he could press the end button: — I'm sorry. I... It's just that this is the first time I've called for a... Something like this, — the guy sighed, closing his eyes. — I've been too busy the last month, and then this advertisement... Anyway, I'm sorry again, just forget I called. Jinu had her finger poised over the red button on the screen when a voice said quickly and sharply: — Stop! Wait. The finger stopped a centimeter away from the screen. Jinu even held his breath when he heard the next words. He even thought he saw their owner slowly breaking into a sly smile. — You want to have sex on the phone, don't you? Come on, why are you so shy? You called me, — the guy on the other end was definitely smiling. Jinu swallowed. He repeated slowly: — I... I don't know what to do. — Just listen and let your imagination run wild, dear, — the ridiculous nickname sounded like a mockery, and the guy visibly calmed down. — Good. — Well, then... — There was a rustling sound in the speaker, but then that beautiful voice spoke again: — Where are you right now? — In my room, — Jinu stood up and moved to the bed, thinking it would be more comfortable. — On the bed. — — That's great. Imagine my hands sliding over your arms, gently squeezing them, — his voice became quieter and more arousing, causing Jinu to shudder. — I'm slowly exploring your torso, moving downwards. My oversized sweater slips off, revealing my bare shoulders. The guy swallowed. He closed his eyes and really imagined the fragile shoulders in front of him, the build of which he tried to match the voice. — I bite my lip. My hand touches your groin, and I catch your quiet gasp, — Dizhinu said, taking a deep breath. — I lower my face to your groin, unbuttoning your pants with my teeth, and touch your cock through your underwear. Jinu tilted his head back, feeling his jeans begin to pinch uncomfortably. He unbuttoned them, gently touching his erection through the fabric of his black boxers before pulling them down as well. — I free your cock and slowly run my tongue over it, — the other end of the line is filled with static again, but then there's a soft gasp that sends a shiver down Jin's body. — Slowly, teasingly, I take it all the way down. The walls of my throat squeeze your cock as you place your hands on my head and take control of the pace... Haa... Jinu moves his hand over his cock, keeping his eyes closed and vividly imagining the scene. The soft moans coming from the phone next to his ear make his head spin. — I... arch my back... — The guy on the other side is clearly trying to catch his breath. — ... When you cum in my mouth. I swallow all your cum, licking my lips. A rather loud moan escapes Jinu lips, but he doesn't come in reality yet. And the guy on the other side somehow understands this. His voice is already more passionate, with a slight hoarseness, as if he's trying to restrain his own moans. — I'm undressing right now, — the guy says, and his hand freezes on his cock for a moment. — I'm sitting in front of you, spreading my legs and stretching myself with my fingers. Jinu let out a ragged breath, his lust-clouded mind aware that his opponent on the other end was doing it now, in real life. It was exhilarating. Meanwhile, the enchanting voice continued, accompanied by frequent, soft moans and exhalations: — You take the lubricant and pour it on my thighs. It drips down as I spread it over my hole. Then I move on to your cock. My hands glide over it as you moan. My hole is already throbbing... Jinu stops abruptly, making a ring with two fingers, thus preventing himself from coming too early. It was still too early. He could feel it. — I'm moving closer to you. You're squeezing my hips, — and at this point, there's a loud moan, as the guy clearly visualizes it. — Ha... Then I slowly lower myself, my hands gliding over your chest. Your cock penetrates me... — Mmm... — Jinu bites her lip, involuntarily moving her hips. — Fuck... The guy on the other end must have heard his moan, because his voice took on an admiring tone: — Yeah... Your hands tighten on my hips and you push me harder. Your cock is already deep inside me. You start moving... — The words were sometimes interrupted by heavy breathing. As he heard more and more moans, Jinu no longer held back his own. His hand continued to stroke himself, and the image of this enchanting voice almost drove him to the brink of ecstasy. — I arch my back again. I bury my hands in your hair, pulling you closer. You run your tongue around the areolas of my nipples... Mmm... Jinu couldn't imagine what it would be like if he saw all of this in real life. And especially what the guy on the other side is doing right now. — I'm biting your ear... I'm whispering your name... "Jinu...". Ah, he seems to be hallucinating. The guy started moving his hips faster. — I can feel you moving inside me! — His opponent seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but continued with a heavy breath, — You're moving fast, pounding into me. I'm squeezing, cumming... Ah! I can feel... How you're... Filling me... At the same moment, Jinu growled softly, staining the sheets with his cum. He was breathing heavily. He listened. There was silence on the other end of the line, accompanied by heavy breathing. The guy feels a ringing emptiness in his head. All worries and problems seem to fade into the background, and he can't think about anything but the desire to hear that voice again. And it comes true. His opponent doesn't hang up when the job is done. — Wow... From what I've heard... You enjoyed my efforts, didn't you?.. His voice is a little shaky, but there's a smirk in it. Jinu doesn't know what to say. He hasn't uttered anything all this time, except for soft moans and exhalations. But he decides to find the words: — Your voice... It's magnificent... — ... — Silence again, just like at the beginning of their “conversation.” But this time it’s not as long. The person on the other side is clearly smiling, and with a hint of tenderness, they say softly, — Thank you... And goodbye. — Bye... — The guy repeats involuntarily, and then hears the beeps. Jinu is amazed. He stares blankly at the screen of his phone, blinking. He doesn't care that he's still lying there with his pants down. Instead, he finds himself looking at the screen of the still-lit laptop on the table. His attention is drawn to the small print that he hadn't noticed earlier. "Don't forget to transfer the money to this number first." Jinu raises an eyebrow. Money? But the guy didn't demand anything from him. No, it's more likely that the price is negotiated at the beginning and sent to a front person. Well, probably. Jinu frowns. Why didn't the guy mention anything about it? After thinking about it and taking out his phone, he decided to send 60,000 won to the number. And again, he notices something strange. As he checks the phone numbers, he realizes that he has misplaced the last digit. Jinu didn't call the "employee" of this advertisement. But then... Where to?.. The guy covers his face with his hands and sighs. The realization that he called a random person and had sex with them over the phone... God, did he play along? Maybe he was tired too? — Incredible... Just fucking fantastic... — Jinu looks back at the screen of his smartphone, staring at the number of the recently ended call. He was insanely embarrassed by what had happened. But that didn't change the feeling of satisfaction he hadn't felt in a long time. And that voice... It still echoed in his ears. Jinu skin prickled, and he stood up from the bed, stripping off his clothes. "I need to take a shower...No matter how much he liked the beautiful voice of this stranger, he would never call this number again.