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His laptop was staring back at him judgingly. Well, if it could stare, it would definitely be judging him. The idea was dancing in his head, but Hyunwoo tried to deny that he wanted that, that he needed that. It just wasn’t something that Hyunwoo would normally do. He felt embarrassed just from thinking about actually doing it. He couldn’t do it. He wouldn’t do it. This was too pathetic, even for him. Was he really that desperate? Actually, now that he thought about it, the last time he got laid was months ago, the weekend right after his ex-girlfriend dumped him... Minhyuk and Jooheon had taken him to a crowded and noisy club to cheer him up and that plus lots of alcohol led him to hook up with some cute blond guy. But that was months ago so yeah, maybe he was desperate. Just a little bit.
He looked down at the white sheets, running his hand through his hair and down his neck. He picked up the notebook. Fuck it, who even cares? It’s not like he was going to tell anyone that he actually did it. Don't be a pussy , Hyunwoo kept repeating to himself while he typed the website quickly, so he wouldn’t have a chance to change his mind for the third time in half an hour.
As the website loaded, Hyunwoo’s heart was beating inside his chest like a fucking heavy metal concert. His face was flushed a deep red and his breathing was uneven as his eyes scanned the page, lewd pictures of different women for him to choose from. You see, Hyunwoo was never the type to spend money on sex, but he was feeling a bit desperate. Camming wasn’t illegal and just watching some random porn wouldn’t get him off. He wanted some live-action, even if it was online with someone he’d never meet in real life. Also, he’d be helping the person on the other side of the screen with his money, so he didn’t see a problem with doing it just once.
Hyunwoo fidgeted in his seat uncomfortably as he chose a profile to click that was live camming. He looked for girls first, some of them were hot, big and small boobs, curvy and petite, blondes, brunettes, redheads... There were even western girls and a LOT of erotic cosplayers - he could tell they were successful by the number of watchers in their rooms. The website presented all kinds of shapes and bodies, cute girls, sexy girls, but he couldn’t deny that he craved something… Different. He then clicked on the colourful flag on the very top of the page and the website reloaded quickly.
This time Hyunwoo was presented with a handful of men. Lewd and very explicit pictures of men. Realising he had to choose one from the 113 guys online, Hyunwoo gulped as his heart hammered inside his chest. He stared at the screen for a few seconds until he clicked on a thumbnail that caught his attention.
“YKH_93”
The camera focused only on the low parts of the guy that was sitting on a bed, revealing his slender legs and soft chest. He was slim and his skin was so, so fair. He had a mesh tank top on and the shorts he was wearing… They were so tight they should be illegal. Is it leather? Fuck . The guy was also wearing a leather choker that had a metal ring and attached to it was a silver chain that he kept playing with.
“Oh, wow,” the guy said, in a sultry way. “We reached a hundred watchers. Hello 100th watcher! Welcome to my live show! Hope you have fun.” He said, laughing and tugging at the chain in his hands.
YKH_93 was playful, sexy, and knew all the right buttons to push so he could earn more money from his watchers, including Hyunwoo himself. The “ka-ching” sound played and replayed as he received more and more coins and gifts from his fans. He teased and teased, taking minutes to strip from his shirt and double the time to take off his shorts. He teased himself through his boxers, moaning softly, making sure it sounded pretty for the camera - it was a show after all. Hyunwoo was entranced, his eyes completely glued to the screen as his dick twitched in interest. The guy was exactly his type when it came to men - Hyunwoo liked his guys small and cute, such a contrast to the curvy girls he dated - and he couldn’t resist touching himself too.
YKH_93 was babbling random dirty stuff to drive his 105 online watchers up the wall. And he was good at it. A bit much for Hyunwoo’s liking. While Hyunwoo was terrible at dirty talk, he got all hot when someone took the reels and spoke for both of them on four walls. It was also noticeable that the guy had a thing for cursing and domination taking what he said. He explicitly told the watchers how he was feeling, how much he wanted a cock up his ass, how much he wanted to cum being split in half, and told the viewers to jack off to the image of him riding them until they begged for him to let them cum. He laughed perversely at this part, telling that they would cum only and if he let them. Hyunwoo shuddered at that. In conclusion, YKH_93 was literally his wet dream, a small cute guy that would boss him around and make him lose his mind. Just because of that Hyunwoo thought it was reasonable to dig into his wallet and register his credit card so he could tip YKH_93 with 20 coins. YKH_93 made sure to thank personally every tip, right after the ding that came with the tipping. The guy had made over 3000 coins by far - is it a lot? Hyunwoo asked himself - and he seemed pleased with it, flirting playfully with his viewers.
“What would you do if I was there with you?” He asked, his fingers playing with the elastic of his boxers, which were certainly creating pressure against his cock. The outline was visible and he moaned as he caressed his cock through his underwear. The chat room exploded with rather nasty answers. Hyunwoo cringed after reading some.
“would bend u in half and fuck u so hard baby boy”
“make u choke on my big fat cock u dirty little slut”
“i wanna eat you out so bad and then fuck ur tight ass until you scream like a bitch”
Hyunwoo gave up reading after the 3rd comment and focused on the hot guy, his milky thighs and flat stomach. At this point, it was useless to keep his boxers, so he quickly took them off and suddenly the guy interrupted his jerking session.
“Thank you all for keeping me company,” he said “As you all must know, now it’s time for my private show. Gift me 100 coins so you can continue watching my show!”
Hyunwoo didn’t even think twice. He tipped him 200 coins because YKH_93 was hot and so what.
“Oh, thank you so much, shownuayo,” he half-moaned, reaching for his cock. “You’re so generous, I wish I could thank you in person. I’d have your cock down my throat and would let you cum in my mouth.”
Hyunwoo came hard 20 minutes later, as YKH_93 fucked himself with a pink dildo and moaned without care. That was all it took for Hyunwoo to subscribe to YKH_93’s private webcam page for only 30 bucks as the website said. While checking out the page, Hyunwoo noticed that the guy never showed his face in the pictures. What a shame, Hyunwoo thought. It would be nice to put a face to the name and body he jacked off to but maybe the guy had problems being recognized. He understood and respected that. And then he came across a link named Onlyfans on YKH_93’s page, which redirected him to another website.
“What the hell is an Onlyfans?” he asked himself as he googled up the word. Hyunwoo found out that the website was a paid membership page where YKH_93 posted exclusive nudes and videos of himself that he never posted on his webcam page. The bio said the content floated between nudes, videos, and sometimes pictures of sexy cosplays he attempted.
Jesus.
"What the fuck am I doing," was all Hyunwoo could say after also subscribing to YKH_93’s Onlyfans. After some maths, Hyunwoo realised that he had spent almost a hundred bucks on the guy in a night only. God, he was pathetic.
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The day hadn't even quite begun and Hyunwoo already wanted to quit. He woke up late, hadn't had time for his iced coffee at his regular Starbucks - and consequently lost the opportunity to ogle a little more at the cute barista - and to top it all, he fell asleep on the subway and woke up several stations after his stop. He missed his first class - well, who even cares - but at least was in time for the second, tiptoeing straight to the last row and sitting gingerly on the chair at the very back of the class. His hair was falling on his face and he was sweaty and already tired at ten in the morning. Great.
"Someone's having a bad day," Minhyuk whispered, leaning over Hyunwoo's desk.
"What the he- What are you doing here, Minhyuk?" Hyunwoo asked, keeping his tone low and eyeing his professor. Mr. Choi was famous for not being very fond of students who couldn't keep their mouths shut during his class.
"Well, I skipped class because I needed to talk to you," the blond said smiling, tapping his fingers on the wood. "I had Ancient Art History class so it doesn't matter anyway."
"Couldn't you wait until lunch?"
"I could but I was bored. The summer break and finals are coming and the teachers are driving us crazy. My teacher sent me a ridiculous amount of lecturing that I certainly don't need."
"So obviously you ditched class to bother me," was Hyunwoo’s final conclusion.
"Hyunwoo-hyung!” Minhyuk feigned shock, playing with the pen in his hand. "I came here mostly because I needed to talk to someone. Rather, tell someone the absurd thing that happened. I don't know which room Jooheon is now but I happened to know yours. Whatever, I was grabbing a snack at the cafeteria just before class, and guess what? You-know-who cornered me. He asked me out."
"Oh, what a sad life," Hyunwoo said ironically, rolling his eyes. "The guy you have a crush on asked you out. It's a nightmare living like this, isn't it?"
"I don't have a crush on Hyungwon. Shut up."
"I never mentioned his name," Hyunwoo smirked. “You did though.”
"I hate you, have I ever told you that? You're not helping at all."
"How can I help anyone if I can't even help myself?" Hyunwoo said defeated, burying his face in his hands.
"Wow. That was deep,” Minhyuk blinked a couple of times, worrying his lower lip between his teeth. "Ah, you’re sulking. I don't want to see you sulking anymore.”
Hyunwoo nodded, head still buried in his hands.
“You need to get laid," Minhyuk suddenly said.
"Well, tell me something I don't know,” Hyunwoo didn't even have the energy to deny. He’d always run away from this type of comment, saying that his grumpiness had nothing to do with the lack of… Intimacy. But today he didn't give a damn.
"Oh, that bad?" Minhyuk asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
"That bad."
"Not my fault,” Minhyuk said, cocking his head. “Remember that friend of Jooheon? The cute one? You ditched her to play Fifa. Soyou was nice."
“I know.”
"She’s an Aquarius," Minhyuk added.
"So?"
"You’re a Gemini, hyung. The match is really, really good. You're both air signs.”
“This astrology bullshit again, are you hanging out with Hoseok a lot? You know I don't believe in that crap. Especially if my sign matches someone else's.”
"Neither do I," Minhyuk laughed. "But I’m a Scorpio, which is waaaay cooler than a Gemini. See how I have people in the palm of my hand."
"What’s the catch? You have people falling for you but when it comes to the actual thing, you jump off the water,” Hyunwoo replied. “I’ve heard Hoseok telling Jooheon that Scorpios are very jealous and manipulative people. And that’s a no for me.”
“At least I have everyone at my feet,” Minhyuk said smugly.
“Shut up.”
“How about going out on Saturday?” Minhyuk suddenly suggested. “Actually, Jooheon and I have it all set already. We thought about going to a mukbang to warm up with some booze and then hit that hype club. Our names are already on the list."
“Do I have a say in this?” Hyunwoo scrunched his nose.
“Not really.”
“That’s what I thought.”