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James had been eagerly anticipating their trip to Korea as a chance to escape from the mundane routine of his daily life. He was exhausted from working long hours as a businessman, sacrificing his social life for his career. Spending quality time with his friends was a welcome break from his demanding work schedule, and he had counted down the days until their trip.
As James got ready for their trip, he carefully chose his outfit, meticulously considering every detail. He selected a soft cashmere sweater, which draped over his chest in a soothing contrast to the roughness of his work attire. Paired with a short skirt, the outfit accentuated his long, slender legs, making him feel both powerful and vulnerable at the same time.
Standing in front of the mirror, James couldn't help but admire his reflection. The person staring back at him looked different from the James he saw every day in his mundane office setting. This James was free, confident, and unapologetically himself.
Finally, Zee's van arrived, and James dragged his suitcase along with him. But as he drew closer, he noticed that all the seats were already taken.
A quizzical look appeared on his face as he turned to his friends and asked, "Where am I supposed to sit?"
Max chuckled. "Looks like you're gonna have to sit on someone's lap."
James scrunched his nose. "Whose lap?" Net raised his hand. "You can sit on mine, baby."
James hesitated for a moment, not sure if he wanted to be so close to Net for the entire car ride. But as he glanced around the cramped van, with bags and equipment piled up haphazardly around them, he realized that there was no other option.
"Okay," he said, climbing onto Net's lap.
As he settled onto Net's lap, James felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him as their bodies touched.
"Sorry," he said, trying to get comfortable without crushing Net's legs. Nets chuckled. "It's okay, baby. I can handle it."
As they drove through the countryside, James couldn't help but steal glances at Net, taking in his rugged features and tousled hair.
"This is nice," he said, trying to break the silence. Net smiled. "Yeah, it is. I'm glad we all found the time to take a break from adult life."
As the night fell, their friends drifted off to sleep, leaving Tutor to take over the driver's seat. In the darkness of the van, James shifted in his seat, only to suddenly feel something harden against him. "Uh, P’Net," he said, trying to ignore the growing bulge in his lap.
Net tensed up. "Sorry, sorry," he said, trying to adjust himself. "It's just, I don't know, something about being so close to you..."
James's heart raced as he felt Nets growing erection pressing against him. He felt a mix of excitement and confusion.
"P’Net," he whispered, unsure of what to do.
Net swallowed hard. "I'm sorry, baby, I'll try to control myself."
James stirred on his lap, and Net's body reacted instinctively. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat as he felt James's weight pressing against him. He could feel the heat emanating from James's body, and it was making it difficult for him to focus on anything else.
James’s head was resting on Net's shoulder, and he could feel his friend's breath on his neck. It was a tantalizing feeling, and he found himself inching closer to Net unconsciously.
Net's hand was resting on James's thigh, and he couldn't resist the urge to touch him. He started to trace circles on James's inner thigh, feeling the heat of his skin against his fingertips.
James's breathing grew shallow as he felt the sensation, and he shifted on Net's lap. He could feel his body responding to Net's touch, and it was making it hard for him to think straight.
"What are you doing, P’Net?" James whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Just having some fun," Net replied with a shrug, his hand moving higher up James's thigh. James shivered at the touch, feeling his body responding to Net's teasing in a way that he couldn't quite control.
He bit his lip, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape his lips. But as Net's hand moved even higher, James found himself losing control.
He could feel the warmth of Nets body against his, and he turned to face him, their eyes locking in a heated gaze that sent a jolt of electricity coursing through his body. Suddenly, he felt a finger graze his lace panties, and his breath caught in his throat.
"Are you okay, James?" Nunew asked, turning around in his seat to face them.
James nodded, his face turning red with embarrassment. "I'm fine, Nunew. Just a little tired."
He hummed in reply, sleep claiming him once again.
Net chuckled, his hand moving to James's waist as he pulled him closer. "Let me help you relax, baby."
James's breath caught in his throat as he felt Net's fingers teasing his skin. Net started peppering light kisses on James’s neck. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on anything except the way Net was making him feel.
James’s mind was spinning with desire as he felt Net’s fingers tracing the lace of his panties. He had never felt so turned on in his life, and the thought of being caught by their friends only added to the excitement.
But as much as he wanted to give in to Net's advances, James knew that they couldn't do anything in the van with their friends so close by.
"N-Net, we can't do this here," he whispered, trying to keep his voice steady despite the pleasure that was coursing through his veins.
"I know," Net replied, his voice low and husky. "But I can't help myself when I'm around you."
James felt a shiver run down his spine as he listened to Net's words, the intensity of his desire palpable in his voice. James had never felt this way about anyone before, and the thought of giving in to his desires was both exhilarating and terrifying.
Their eyes met in a heated gaze, and James could see the desire burning in Net's eyes. He knew that he wanted him just as badly.
James's breath hitched as he felt Net's fingers trace the edge of his underwear, the sensation almost too much to bear. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on anything except the way Net was making him feel. James began to move his hips, grinding against Net's erection, he could feel himself getting wetter and wetter.
Then, Nets fingers moved deeper inside James, his thumb rubbing circles around James’s swollen clit. James's hips bucked involuntarily, his breaths coming out in short gasps as he tried to hold back the moans that threatened to escape his lips.
"P-Net.." James whispered, his voice barely audible.
Net placed a finger against his lips, gesturing for him to stay quiet. James’s heart raced as he tried to control his breathing, feeling Net's teasing touches on his body.
Despite their close proximity, James knew that they couldn't act on their desires just yet. With their friends in the car, they had to be careful. So James bit his lip, trying to hold back the moans that threatened to escape his lips.
How Tutor still hasn’t noticed them, James had no clue.
Net's fingers moved with practiced ease, exploring every inch of James's slick heat. He knew exactly how to touch him to make him see stars, to make him squirm and moan with pleasure. He pressed his fingers deeper inside James, curving them just so, hitting that sweet spot.
He alternated between slow, teasing strokes and fast, relentless movements that had James's body on fire. James's breaths came out in short pants, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to hold on for as long as he could.
Net leaned in, his hot breath fanning across James's ear as he whispered, "You're so beautiful like this, James. So responsive to my touch."
James let out a moan, his body humming with pleasure. He felt a sense of overwhelming desire coursing through his veins, making him crave more of Net's touch. He wanted him with every fiber of his being.
Net's fingers moved faster, his thumb pressing down on James's clit with more force, applying enough pressure to make him whimper. James's body trembled as he felt his release building up inside him, his breathing becoming more and more erratic.
Net planted a kiss on James's neck, nipped at his earlobe, and whispered filthy things that sent shivers down James's spine.
"Please, P-Net," James begged, his voice thick with desire. "I need to come."
James's body tensed as he felt Net's fingers move away from his clit and down to his zipper. His heart pounded in his chest as he wondered what was going to happen next. His thoughts were interrupted as he felt something hot and hard pressing against his vagina.
Without warning, Net pressed the head of his thick, big cock against James's entrance, pushing inside him with one swift thrust. James gasped, his body tensing as he was filled with Net's hard and throbbing length. Net groaned as he felt James's tightness envelop him, and he gripped James's hips tightly as he began to thrust up into him.
Every movement sent waves of pleasure through his body, and James couldn't help but moan softly. The sound of their bodies slapping together mixed with the hum of the car engine and the song playing on the radio. Their friends were still fast asleep, completely oblivious to what was happening between them.
Every movement sent waves of pleasure through James's body, causing him to moan uncontrollably. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. James throws his head back in pleasure as Net pounded into him.
Net leaned in, pressing his lips against James's ear and whispered, "You like that, baby?" His hot breath on his skin sent shivers down his spine.
"Yes," James whispered back, his eyes closed in ecstasy. "Fuck."
His hands reached up to grip the headrest even tighter, his body arching off the seat as he felt Net's cock hitting that perfect spot inside his. He was in a state of complete bliss, his mind foggy with desire.
Net reached down between their bodies, his fingers finding James's sensitive spot and rubbing it in small circles. James's moans turned into high-pitched whimpers as he felt his release building up inside him.
"P-P’Net," James gasped, his body on the verge of exploding with pleasure. Net leaned in closer, his breath hot against Janes's ear.
"Come for me, baby," Net whispered hotly, his breath fanning across James's neck. "I want to feel you come around my dick."
James let out a cry as he came undone, his body shaking with pleasure. Net continued to thrust into him, drawing out his orgasm as he chased his own release.
Finally, with a low groan, Net buried himself deep inside James, his body pulsing with pleasure. They collapsed onto the seat, their bodies intertwined and covered in sweat, their breathing ragged and bodies intertwined.
The tension and desire between them were palpable, making the air thick and heavy with lust. In the heat of the moment, Net placed a gentle kiss on James's forehead.
James turned his head to look at Net, a sly smile playing on his lips. "That was amazing," he said, his voice still breathless.
Net chuckled, "Yeah, it was."
They both sat there in silence for a moment, catching their breath and trying to calm their racing hearts.
James spoke up again, "We should probably clean up before the others wake up."
Net nodded in agreement, "Yeah, we should probably do that."