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Baku throws his back on the bathroom stall door, his rough reddish-brown hair making little friction with the flat solid plastic, as he lets out puffs of air out of pleasure. His hand is busy rummaging the black strands of hair of a fellow student, currently kneeling in front of him, occupied with worshipping Baku's behemoth with his mouth. As usual, he controls the pace with his unmatched arm strength, and everyone would just comply.

Because that's just how almost everyoneㅡif not all, thirsts over him. He is a total fuckboy, a very handsome and hot one at that, not to mention the humungous package he is carrying everywhere. Everybody lusts for him, and at this point, it's just a part of his daily routine to have his cock sucked, jerked off, or clenched between poor holes that do not manage to survive his whole ordeal.

He likes it. Oh, hell, 'like', maybe an underestimation. His absurdly high libido is just an icing on top as he can do and wreck multiples of them in a single day, not that he complains. He thrives through sex and orgasms. And seeing puny students trying their best to contain him whole is just beyond satisfaction. When I say everybody, everybody wants him. From nerds to jocks. All of them.

It feels like every corner of the campus has already been corrupted by his sinful acts. You name it.

Empty classroom. Check.

Classic janitor's chamber. Check.

Laboratory. Check.

Basketball club room. Check.

Basketball field. Check.

Professor's desk in return for an A on his exam. Check.

Back of the class as it commences. Check.

On his naughtiest days he would just walk around the campus in a grey sweatpants, no underpants for easier fuck, and wreak havoc anyone he stumbles upon. Everyone in his class has definitely tasted him. Outside of his class, a lot hasㅡwell, it's mentioned already that even a professor has had his life-changing experience with Baku as well. He always sits at the very back row of the huge class, and oftentimes people would subtly-not-subtly fight among themselves to sit next to him. It's for either 1) getting the chance of palming and jerking him off during class, or 2) having one of their holes obliterated after class.

His session is mildly interrupted by sounds of two people entering the restroom, directly going into conversation. "Do you know that new guy around? Go Hyuntak?" one of them asks. Baku can hear the sound of the sink running while he still silently breathes and move the student's head under his hand.

"I think I've heard of him," another one answers. "But I don't think we share any classes. What about him?"

Baku recognizes that voice. Uh... who's his name again? But he knows he shares almost all of his class with that guy. There has been numerous heated sessions with him too.

"Well, it's just been a few days but seems like everyone's darted their eyes at him. Can't blame him, though, he is fine as heck!"

Now, that perks Baku's attention. Of course, there are plenty of attractive guys Baku finds and already fucks, but thinking there is a new handsome target kinda sends jolts across his body, more than the mouth tirelessly sucking his dick right now.

"How's he new again?" The sink stops.

"I don't know, but I heard he stopped school for something and just continued."

A repeating senior?

"Oh, man! Now you got me curious!" He then hears the bathroom door opens and steps disappearing faintly in distance as the conversation continues briefly.

Fuck it. He loses all focus on chasing his orgasm, although it has been progressing very slowly. The... who was his name again? New, possibly older, guy has his full attention now. He needs to mark him too as someone that has been used by him. Damn, that thoughts alone excites him more than this boy sucking him and he doesn't even know what he looks like.

He sighs and pulls the student away from his manhood, his eyes barely open, mouth completely drooling and swollen. "Sorry, buddy, next time," he says, quickly zipping his trousers, struggling to contain all of his, and pants his left cheek softly. The boy is too intoxicated with how Baku smells and the lustful session earlier to answer him properly. Good thing Baku isn't even half way there, or else he'd a hard time escaping such situation. Not the same can be said for the poor guy though, he has wet his pants completely untouched.

Baku rushes from the stall and the restroom, not bothering to wash his hands or somethingㅡthat can wait. "Oy!" he calls out the two guys just outside the room. "Tell me, who's that new guy I don't know of?"

His brain is now tied to the thoughts of wrecking a new hole.

Go Hyuntak.

That's the name etched in his brain now, like something written on a wanted poster, because, god, he wants him bad. He has seen the guy, the rumors aren't lying. He is fine as heck: milky smooth skin, gorgeous face, short post-military-like hair, sharp features. Just the thought of his mere name along is enough to make Baku thirstily licks his lips. That Hyuntak guy is no more a want. He's a need.

For the past week Baku has been trying his best to magnet the other guy's interest but to no avail. This Hyuntak guy, who he just learnt is actually five years older, is really one in a million even his sex appeal is even uable to budge the shut door of his. He is silent and deadly. And precise at that. He can really turn Baku down before he has the chance to utter a single word. Every single time. It always ends up with Baku hissing out of annoyance because how? Everybody wants him. That bastard should be lucky that he wants him instead.

Eigth day, and still counting.

It was a peaceful class at the end of the day, 6 p.m. The one that no matter how always manages to find a way to make you sleepy. But at the same tie, tone of the only two classes Baku shares with his new-found obsession. Baku arrives late, wearing an unbuttoned blue polo shirt that reveals a little too much of his cleavage, scratching the back of his nape as he yawns. The professor has just begun the class as Baku cracks his neck with a sly smile, finding a perfect spot for him to sit.

Right there, one row from the furthest to the back, where two random students can be seen giddy as Baku approaches. Why? Baku usually has his designated seat in his classes, for no reasons. And those two guys have been very eager they secured a spot of total pleasure and lustful entertainment just for disappointment to hit like trucks.

"There you are, Hyung," Baku greets, sloppily sitting down at the seat next to Hyuntak, who was casually dressed in a red oversized hoodie. Something immediately jolts in him, fuck, he is so attractive no matter how he looks at it. He leans forward at the table, his big figure twisting a little too erotically. The things he does to seduce this one impenetrable maskㅡhis bet on today he will penetrate him for real. "I have been looking for you, you know."

Hyuntak remains unfazed. He has been ignoring him for a week... well that's exactly roughly the amount of time he has spent here after his return. He just wants a peaceful college life to finish what he couldn't, just two remaining years. And now, a particular infamous fuckboy is already on his throat, threatening his tranquil life.

Baku knows very well he is just putting a facade focusing on what's the professor is yapping about. Well, for one, he doesn't care. Fucking the young teaching assistant is always an option for him to get one grade or more higher. "Playing hard to get, aren't we?" he sighs, slouching his body backward, the chair slightly creaking under his muscle mass.

He clicks his tongue. This is getting annoying. Truth be told, he has been fucking far lesser ever since his eyes landed on the older guy. He can't just focus on his pleasure when every time he closes his eyes the image of a specific sexy, sculpted, face appears in his face. It should've helped him reach his climax, but it just gets him annoyed. How the fuck does he resist his charm?

Baku courageously leans forward to his left, his mouth now just a few millimeters away from Hyuntak's. The older can clearly hear his hot breathes pushing through his earlobes. It's actually irritating. "Come on, Hyung," Baku whispers, tone low and menacing. "I'm a big boy, you know."

Hyuntak grits his teeth as he slams his pen lightly on his notebook. Baku smirks finally getting an attention from the former, before Hyuntak turns his head towards him, foreheads touching intensely. The class attendees around them gulp as the sexual tension pierces through the atmosphere. Noses almost touching, plump lips bathed in each other's hot breaths. Hyuntak can smell a half strong, lingering fragrance of cinnamons from Baku's vape through his breathe. It's sickening, actually, he doesn't like it. And the fact that Baku is the one carrying it around is making it even worse.

"Oh, yeah? How big are you, Mr. Big Boy?" Hyuntak asks, finally giving in to the trap Baku is setting up. This kid is already beyond infuriating.

Baku licks his lips in triumph. He knows no one would be able to resist after all. His hand silently reaches for Hyuntak's left hand on the table. Hyuntak just lets him do whatever it is, which putting his palm on his crotch, slightly rubbing his clothed dick, trying to show how much of a big boy he is. Baku bites his lower lips, letting out a low, repressed moans as Hyuntak squeezes his dick print a little too hard. "Told you, I'm big, ain't I?"

The air around them stills, not a single molecule moving, as Hyuntak grabs Baku's nape with his right hand. The back part of the class now has all their eyes on them: it's too tense and exciting to miss. The older then strongly pulls Baku so his forehead slips off his, Baku's neck against his right shoulder blade now. Baku lets out a soft grunt, his manhood jostle a little at the unexpected attack. Hyuntak softly chuckles, next to Baku's ear. "Good thing I love my boy big."

Baku is getting hard from Hyuntak's deep and ragged half-whispering voice strumming right into his eardrums. It's exciting; he can make his 'new hyung' feels his dick rising and growing in size live with his bare hands. Baku hums in response, ecstasy taking him over. It's going somewhere exactly where he wants, and he can't wait. He sticks his tongue, lightly tasting Hyuntak's earlobe, faint pink starting to color it up. "So, what do you say, Hyung? Let your big boy have a chance with you?" he proposes.

Hyuntak won't lie that if he doesn't resist himself to his fullest, he would be shuffling in his seat in visible discomfort. Not in a negative way, but in a way that the younger is actually arousing him. Of course he knows Baku, hell, he is famous for his face, physique, size, and endurance. Everybody talks about him even when he is barely a week back here. Some other times, the topic would interest him and curiosity would sneak its way into Hyuntak.

"Be a good boy for me," Hyuntak leans even closer as if he is kissing Baku's ear. And I'll take you home later."

Oh, fuck. Baku just scored a goal it shouldn't feel this unreal for him. His main mission this whole week. The one that  always has his mind distracted every time he wants to let himself go off. He will not let this chance go. The thought of the older student whimpering under his ordeal excites him a little too much to the point he can feel himself almost fully hard. Hyuntak removes his hand from Baku's nape, yet the younger stays a little longer. "Deal," he says, retracting his head. "I can't wait, Hyung."

The door opens to Hyuntak's apartment, following a few beeps from his entering his pass code, revealing a perfectly-sized space for one person. Everything looks organized and neat, very contrasting to Baku's own roomㅡwhich by the way, isn't used that often anyway since he often just stays over at the place of someone who begs him to fuck them and sleep with him. Baku kept his promise to be a good boy for the rest of campus day, just like what Hyuntak asked. He remained silent, oddly focused on the lecture, and just followed the older on his way back home, no stupid questions, no silly remarks. He also stayed compliant the whole bus ride home. He is drowning in want and lust for Hyuntak that he obeys him blindly, very unlike him who always enjoys being in control.

Hyuntak closes the door, quickly tosses his sling bag randomly onto the floor before pushing Baku onto the wall, planting a mad, rough kiss at him all of sudden. Baku quickly hums in excitement into the kiss as the lip fight gets messier and sloppier, both of them trying their maddest to devour each other's pair of lips. As Hyuntak strongly pins him by Baku's muscular biceps, he grabs the older's slender waist under the disguising hoodie, which takes him by surprise because that useless piece of cloth really conceals his insanely slanted waist Baku would droll over as he rams the fuck out of him later.

His first surprise is how Hyuntak manages to emerge victorious in their clash of tongue dominance. Baku, never losing before, ends up having his mouth ventured by slick tongue of the older. He lets out ragged breaths at the foreign sensation, yet exciting. His grip tightens at Hyuntak's lower lats, earning him more astonishment due to how strong they feel. The more breathless he is becoming, the more moans slip out of his mouth right towards the other's throat. He can feel his full erection now in his pants, fighting for space and the miniscule cage trapping it is never enough. Slowly, his sneaky palms try to find Hyuntak's abs behind the fabric, and damn, is he not disappointed.

Baku always thinks Hyuntak is sexy, a stupendous amount even. His ethereally beautiful face shining through the dull world combined with how he always looks fit. All those hidden secrets are really close for him to explore. He wants every inch of him so bad now. Strange, he thinks. It's been a while since he lusts this ardently over someone. Almost all times, he chases orgasms just from his own sheer pleasure and feeling his own body rather than lust over his fucking partner. Oh, damn, this older man will really make a difference.

The moment Baku knows he is currently fucked up is the time he is running out of breath, as he tries to push Hyuntak away slightly by his waist.

And he doesn't even budge, even with his strength, regarded as number one around him.

He tries pushing harder, but what he gets instead is the older trusting his hips forcefully at his.

Fuck.

Noticing the desperation and lack of oxygenㅡof himself too, actually, Hyuntak pulls away from Baku's mouth, but face is not even a centimeter away. He rests his forecast at the younger's as their blood-shot faces let out heavy breathing, each of them struggling to catch their own air.

"Mmhmm, Hyung," Baku mumbles, slightly moaning higher in pitch as Hyuntak sneakily rubs his hard-on against Baku's. "I want you."

Hyuntak scoffs, finding it ridiculous. He finds it amusing that this boy is still oblivious of what predicament he will end up in, and Hyuntak is more than ever sure to make that happen. He needs his lessons.

In a swift movement, Hyuntak pulls away, grabs Baku's by the arm and easily turn him around on his heels, before pushing him back hard on the wall, a loud thud echoes in the air around them. He locks the younger's wrist behind his back perfectly, his elbow pushing him by his nape. Baku groans in pain. Fuck, he really think he is strong enough already, to think that someone in his close proximity would overpower him like this... No, it's actually... exciting. Especially the part where he can feel the older's dick print on his bubbly butts.

"It seems that you aren't aware of my game, big boy," Hyuntak whispers, tone so ominous it sends shiver down Baku's whole body. "I like my boy big, it's true." Like it's even possible, Hyuntak moves even closer into Baku's right ear, his lips tickling his inner earlobe as they move. "But I like him whimpering and begging for me."

Baku gulps, almost get himself choking as he can feel Hyuntak pushing harder with his wrist. His dick feels even more stuffy now that it's against the wall with the older's shove getting more intense. It hurts. He still can't believe how he couldn't break free from his one-handed wrist lock but now it's even more impossible as they are now even locked by Hyuntak's whole weight.

"You understand, baby boy?" he licks his ear slowly, wetting his already sweaty skin. That was his first time called 'baby boy', and he can't lie how electrifying it feels, as much as Hyuntak can't lie how he is getting tired restraining Baku's strength with all his might.

"Y-Yes, Hyung..." he answers, surprised at himself at how... 'sub' the voice comes out.

Hyuntak smirks at his triumph. "Good, now continue be a good boy to Hyung, you hear me?" Hyuntak slowly retracts his pressure from Baku, the younger finally pulling a very deep breath from how shallow Hyuntak has been making his breath. He turns him back around and plants a mild kiss, pale in comparison to the brutal onslaught he struck him with the time they entered the room. "Don't worry, Hyung can be gentle too." 

Another sweet kiss drives Baku crazy, his mind intoxicated. Is this what people call love? Compassion? All his life through all of his sex lives, Baku never considers that real. Sweet and slow never exist in his dictionary. It's boring. All he knows is that his insane libido needs crazy work for him to catch the little devil. Rough and hard have always been his style. And now, this feels alien yet very reassuring and cozy he doesn't want his hyung's lips away from his any time soon. He kisses back, lips grazing something imaginary named a disappointment, as the older pulls back, noticing the heightening want in him.

"Relax, honey," Hyuntak says, pulling out a smile so dazzling Baku melts upon. He then sneaks up his two hands from beneath Baku's blue hems, his hot touch of fingers against his skin. He shudders at the touch. It is delicate and arousing. Hyuntak then kisses his neck. "Strip for me."

At the command, Baku flinches a little as a very contrasting tone is used compared to how Hyuntak called him 'honey'. He pulls his tight polo shirt over his head, which he doesn't realize has been a little damp from heat and sweat. Hyuntak smirks and spares no time to feast on the younger: his mouth posthaste sucks on his neck and Adam's apple, while his hand already busy traveling his muscular torso. Baku is buff, there is no doubt, but he has no discipline when it comes to food so he is on the bulkier side. Still, Hyuntak has his most amazing moments running his lustful fingers over faint abs, pinching the fats on his puffy lats, and finally groping his big chest.

Baku moans at every touch, his pants terribly wet from enormous amount of precums he is leaking. "What a slut," Hyuntak comments as he twists both of Baku's nipples altogether, earning a loud whiny cry from the younger. He bulks his knee, almost slipping down the damp wall behind him. Fingers still busy with now perky tips of the younger, he goes lower, licking his thick shoulder, biting his collarbone, before his teeth find a new toy. He moves his right hand from where it was to Baku's neck, exerting a little pressure, lightly suffocating the younger off of air as he abuses Baku's left nipple with his eager rows of teeth.

"H-Hyung!" Baku yelps as Hyuntak bites and tugs harder. It hurts and he feels like it can bleed any moment. "It hurts... please... stop," he begs, for the first time in his life.

Hyuntak stops the onslaught, giving it a soft kiss and licks, now that it's unfairly swollen and red, as if his lips were the remedy to his pain. He looks up, sharp lustful eyes meet those of Baku's filled in a mix of fear and excitement. "So you have learnt to beg," he says. He gets up and gives the younger a soft, sweet kiss on his lips again, now longer, something that Baku yearns for. Baku moans in pleasure and relief as Hyuntak this time isn't retracting from the kiss as Baku pushes his lips back just as gently, his eyes closed. Baku is yet still curious that soft, instead of rough, interactions like this can be just as exhilarating. He blushes very deep color of red as he feels Hyuntak cupping his cheeks, evil, ominous fingers quickly turn delicate and warm. He can help but circling his arm around the older's clothed waist, pulling him closer as he enjoy the intimacy.

"That's," Hyuntak says as he pulled away ever so slightly, forehead still touching the other's, breath mixed in the tiny space between their noses and mouths, "your first reward for being such a good boy." Baku can't lie. He likes being called a good boy. Even more with Hyuntaks' sultry voice.

He wants more. He wants more praises. He wants more rewards.

And that's when everything goes downhill as he successfully hypnotizes himself into completely submitting to Hyuntak, someone which should've been devouring his humungous cock with his butthole.

But here he is.

"Strip naked for Hyung and wait on the bed, okay, big baby?" Hyuntak says, caressing his cheek languidly. He flashes one quick smile before disappearing into the restroom as Baku obediently does what he is told to. He quickly strips himself off every single fabric attached to his body, his majestic rod is now full on display.

Baku is a big boy. Everybody knows it. Everybody acknowledges it. Everybody... tastes it.

His 10-inch cock has earned its infamous reputation around the campus. A huge monster that would need more than just rough sex to even spurt. That's why he is known as a monster. Not everyone can handle his full stamina. Let alone follow-up rounds. Baku hasn't yet been fully satisfied too, that is why he can fuck multiple times in a day. His enraging cock won't shut down just from one orgasm. He needs more.

But today... is different. Absolutely different.

"On all fours, puppy," Hyuntak orders as soon as he returns to the scene, a bottle of lube and a vibrator in his hands. Baku drools a little at the sight, and again, he compliantly obeys, his arching cock quickly dripping precums on Hyuntak's sheets.

The older crouches down next to the bed, marveling at the sight of Baku's mighty man hood just dangling between his muscular body and the bed. "Oh no, my big boy is already leaking!" he exclaims, slipping a hand there and thumbs Baku around his slit, spreading the luscious liquid around his enormous head. He moans at the touch. It is weird, indeed, Baku who is usually hard to arouse even with constant stroking or clenching holes, now lets out whimpers just from Hyuntak's mere touch. "Such an eager, giant baby," he says, grabbing its base and giving it a few full-length strokes. Blood rushes too much into his manhood it's now red from horniness. "Don't worry, pup, we are getting there."

Baku lets out a gasp as Hyuntak detach his hands from his throbbing meat. He even grinds the air slightly, begging for friction, earning a chuckle of pity from the older. "Look at you," he retorts. "The infamous, unbeatable bussy destroyer of Eunjang, humiliated like this."

The younger feels his face flushing, deep tint of red in shame. And he can't even be angry about it. He is too fixated on his quest to be a good boy to his hyung. "H-Hyung..." he mumbles, and unlucky for him, Hyuntak heard him.

"Mm? Yes, baby?"

"I-I wanna..."

"Are you just learning how to speak or something? Speak properly, mut!"

"Nnn-ahh!" Baku yelps as he feels a stinging, burning even, pain on one of his butt cheek. Hyuntak's has landed one of his merciless slap it leaves Baku whimpering as he can feel the soothing touch and rubs Hyuntak is giving him on his painful spot. "I-I wanna cum..."

Hyuntak laughs at how pathetic he sounds. "This soon? Oh, boy, I thought the almighty Baku would last hours."

"N-No!" Baku declines quickly, his last ounces of dignity at stake. "I mean, m-make me, stroke me... I need to release... so bad..."

"I will," he answers, to Baku's relief. "After you show me how you cum untouched."

"H-Hyung!"

Outiof Baku's realization, Hyuntak has completely lubed his middle finger, now busy flicking the younger's virgin entrance as he spread the left cheek. Baku can't help but to lets out snivels and moans to the unfamiliar sensation he is feeling. Hyuntak enjoys every second as he leads Baku into total submission with each passing moment. He still can't believe this muscular jock would just obey him, his plan follows thoroughly, smoothly. If anything, he doesn't think he'd lose anything should his plan crumbles as he doesn't mind taking the younger up his ass. It would be yet another win, but this one is bigger. It's a victory.

Baku arches his back he thought it was impossible for him, letting out squeals of ecstasy as he can feel a slender digit, thrusting into him. His maiden hole struggles taking even the littlest stuff it clenches so hard Hyuntak smirks. "My, my, isn't my baby so tight down here?"

"A-ahhㅡH-Hyung..." Baku lets out pleas, adorned by both pleasure and agony as he can feel Hyuntak's finger pestering his inside, curling and wiggling. His cries get louder as the older starts to move out and inward, fucking him slowly with his finger. Baku is hurt, there's no doubt, that he wonders how the hell his sex partners contain all of his humongous girth as he pounds into them relentlessly. 

Hyuntak laughs at how Baku is already panting with just one finger. He pulls out, so expectant of how he would just crumble, strength all sapped, the time Hyuntak would just fuck this narrow pink hole with all his might. He can see Baku's hole puckering already, seeming to both taking a breath and asking for more.

Of course, Hyuntak chooses the second one.

"Mmmhhh! Hyung!" Baku sobs, now even louder as Hyuntak forcefully stretches him louder with two fingers and with no hesitation starts scissoring. He isn't even given the time to adjust. Baku keeps exhaling shaky breath from his mouth as his chin starts to be covered with his own drools. He shuts his eyes as trickles and trickles of precum keeps pouring down on Hyuntak's sheets, while the older's fingers slowly finding pace on fucking and stretching him.

And with no time, he is already taking in three, and then four fingers, in a way Baku could never understand how. All he knows is that his rectum is now burning as Hyuntak moves his fingers in all possible movement: in and out, twisting, curling, scissoring. Baku starts to tremble it'd be in no time he would just collapse. He looks down, exhausted, as Hyuntak pulls out. Strange, it hurt as fuck, but now that the fingers are gone he feels very hollow. 

Hyuntak curses at himself as he realizes he is too carried away with stretching Baku due to how satisfying it feels that he forgets his original plan. Baku shudders a little, although mixed with relief, as a foreign object is inserted in his rectum. "Clench hard for me, baby, so it doesn't fall."

"Okay, Hyung..." he obeys, voice a little too weak to his liking. His dick jumps and stiffens as he tighten his ass muscles, something a little hard to manage as his hole feels very loose by now.

"Now turn around, kneel, and lean back on your hands," he continues. "Flaunts your juicy muscles and that massive cock for me. Put on a show for me."

Baku gulps as he follows Hyuntak's order precisely one by one. He is a little surprised when he turns around and sees Hyuntak with a phone, capturing a video of him, with a remote on in another hand. He flushes deep red, embarrassed at how fragile and submissive he would look, but all replaced by insane stimulation as he leans back and feels the object in his anus buzzing and vibrating. He lets out stifled moans due to the sheer amount of pleasure he is feeling. Streams of precums keep surging out of his throbbing red cock Hyuntak can't help to lick his lips at how delicious the recording is looking.

Within just mere minutes, very contrasting to Baku's normal endurance, he is already close to his high. Too close. "H-Hyung... Iㅡ" Before he can't finish, his whole body and muscles quaver as he erupts greatly, abundant amount of cums it's not even humane splatter all over: on his chest, the sheets, his face, even Hyuntak's face too. He stops recording, a mixture of joy from how good the footage he is getting is and annoyance at how Baku just dirtied his face evident on his devilish smirk.

"I didn't say you can cum on my face, though," he says, voice low it's sending torments right into Baku's guts.

"H-Hyung! I-I'm sorry! Iㅡ" Baku really don't know what possessed him. He even says sorry now. Wow.

"Turn the fuck around. Back on all four."

Baku is silenced. He gulps as he genuinely feels scared for his butthole as he is completely aware where this is going. He peeks back, trying to prepare himself if Hyuntak is just as a monster him. To his relief though, it doesn't seem to be the case as he can see his hyung, still in his red hoodie, busy lubing his cock raw, head glistening in a mix of lubes and precums. It does look thick, but it's still sizably smaller than that of his. He breathes out calmy, as if one mere finger wasn't sending him all pain and delirious.

"AHH!"

Baku's cries echoes through the room as Hyuntak gives a massive slap across the other cheek. Significantly harder than before, red, stinging hand mark can be seen just within seconds. "You need your punishment," Hyuntak declares, climbing onto the bed on his knees.

"Ngghh~" Baku lets out lewd series of moans as the device in his gaping hole is taken out, replaced by erotic rubs with Hyuntak's throbbing cock, moving up and down across the puckering hole.

"Not even going in yet and you're already that aroused, you fucking slut," he states, mouth watery at the delicious treat before his eyes.

When Hyuntak said punishment, he meant it. Baku completely loses his breath, only able to let out suffocated whimpers and cries as Hyuntak just rams his whole length in him. No warning, no preparation, no nothing. In a split second, Baku's bends backwards, pupils almost leaving his eyes entirely, as he falls down on the sheets, mouth agape from the atrocious sensation. It's burning, both in pain and lust.

Hyuntak laughs in triumph, seeing the mighty Baku crumble right in front of him just from one thrust. "Punishment for big, bad boy," he says, before railing the fuck out of Baku who is having a very bad time for his first. It hurts so much that the room is just full of his agonized cries, weak whimpers, and high-pitched squeals. The animalistic pace gets even impossibly quicker the atmosphere is also mixed with crispy sounds of Hyuntak's crotch hitting Baku's juicy butts repeatedly, in an ever increasing rhythm.

Having his prostate constantly molested with every thrust, Baku can already feel himself close again, ready to erupt all over Hyuntak's sheets. He never knows how hitting prostate can actually make him cum far faster than actually rubbing his cock, not forgetting to mention that it feels extra heavenly that Hyuntak's dick is the one doing the honor. He bites his lip, a little too hard he can taste a little bit of iron, trying to hold back in more embarrassing squeals and his cum.

"F-Fuck!" Baku cries as Hyuntak spanks him again, not sure if it's more powerful or not, but his red ass can just take enough.

Hyuntak stops after leaving one deep thrust Baku is too deep onto the bed. "Fucking move, doll, I ain't doing all the work just for you to cum."

The clapping sound stops, now just both of their sexy breathes filling the air. Baku can't think clearly due to how full he is feeling now that Hyuntak stays stationary inside him, just faint movements when he twitches his manhood in him. He musters all the strength he could from his feeble lower body, pulling his ass away slowly, and push back in in the same pace.

"Holy fuck, yeah," Hyuntak cusses at how erotic it feels. As he lets go of the younger hips, he completely undresses himself from the last piece of clothing he was wearing, now completely deluged in moisture from the extra steamy session. Baku might not be able to see it now, but, dear lord, Go Hyuntak's bare body is very alluring, a completely aesthetic build. He is shredded, every hint of his muscle perfectly defined with proper amount of fat. "You're such a good boy," he praises, lighting up a slightly smile on Baku's face. "Go faster, sweetie."

With only Hyuntak's encouragement as his sole motivation, he starts to propel himself back and forth using his hands too, sending both of them to the highest layer of heaven. Baku knows he is already getting there too while Hyuntak is still having the time of his life, trying to control himself all the while, not intending to cumming before he makes Baku learn all his lessons.

Baku can slowly feel a hand creeping up from his waist, to his back, to his nape, and then ruffling his hair. "Suck a good obedient puppy you are, Park Humin."

He feels a tingle at how Hyuntak calls his full government name. He wishes he can hear that more, especially in that egregiously seducing tone. Though that tingling sensation is replaced by sudden pain on his head as the older suddenly pulls him very hard on his hair, forcing him to face upward, locking him in place. "H-hyung...?"

Without answering, Hyuntak quickly grabs both of Baku's big chests, pulling him up onto his own chest. He then continues drilling Baku's hole, pace exactly the same as before, making Baku once again delirious from the constant friction of his sensitive spot with Hyuntak's glory. He continues moaning uncontrollably, resting his head back on the older's shoulder while his open neck is being snacked and sucked upon. The naughty pair of hands lustfully groping his pecs is just making things worse. Face fully flushed, breath shallow, eyelids barely open, he drifts his lips unconsciously into nibbling on Hyuntak's ear.

Hyuntak shivers in pride as Baku's soft, muffled moans vibrates through his eardrums directly, resonating in his head. It just fuels him more and more to wreck his hole which has been feeling noticeably looser by now. Hyuntak then shifts into kissing and sucking his Adam's apple, simultaneously changing his hand motion on Baku's chest into nipple pinching and pulling. And that was Baku's last straw before shooting another wave of huge cumshots, mostly on the bed, some on his face and Hyuntak's hair.

The older of course notices how he just came the second time by the way his walls helplessly clenched against his brutal onslaught. But did he bat an eye? No, he keeps thrusting, chasing his own. He looks down at Baku's softening cock, flaccid yet still terrifying in size. He laughs. "Dick that big for what when you are actually a whore for mine," he says. "Useless, submissive as fuck big boy."

Hyuntak then harshly pushes him away, Baku hitting the bed hardly it rags his breath, and flips him easily like a pancake. "My doll," he mutters, not having a full scenery of Baku's magnificent display of defined build as well as his messed up expression. If anything, that just turns him on more if that's even possible. He effortlessly lifts both Baku's thick calves, putting them on his shoulder as his hungry cock finds Baku's cavern once again, pace hitting at the same rhythm as before.

He then folds Baku in half, ass pointed upward as he stands up, fucking the younger downwards. Baku, whose mind has been a little hazy after coming back from his second high, just realizes his current position, his huge chest blocking his vision, his own cock still leaking remaining cums right onto his face. It's one of his favorite sex position, but usually he would be the one pounding.

Not this time.

But that was not the main scape of his eyesight. It's the sight of Hyuntak completely nude, groaning, face twisted in lust and bliss, his bodily muscles shake with every thrust. He was right, those large clothing of his didn't do any justice to how Hyuntak's body looks very pleasing to the eyes. He can see the amount of work the older puts and it drives him crazy to the point he start to gets hard again. He struggles in his position to reach up, longing to touch Hyuntak's defined muscles.

Hyuntak laughs, the usual eerie, seductive tone. "Don't worry, baby, Hyung is giving all you want," he says. "Stroke that useless dick of yours and cum for Hyung the third time so it at least have a use."

Baku feels hot at the order. He complied, bringing both his hands off of Hyuntak's torso, to his fully hard shaft, jerking it off both hands. "Listen to me, slut, when you are with me, that prideful dick of yours is of no use, you understand, mut?!"

"Y-Yes, Hyung! Nggh~"

"Oh, fuck, you are beyond hot I need to pump babies in you, Baku!"

The bottom gets his stroking faster as his nickname rolls out of the older's tongue like a stream of ecstasy. Hyuntak's groans get louder as he is coming closer, thrusts getting faster from him getting impatient. "Cum on your own face, insolent bitch."

Hyuntak cries loudly as he finally released his own seed deep down in Baku's rectum, some already sipping out both from how tight Baku was and how much he came. Not long, Baku follows, releasing the third time, very quickly too unlike how it usually takes him hours to just get one, giving himself a facial using his own seeds. Hyuntak stays inside, panting as he puts Baku's back down on his back, pushing his legs on his own shoulders, their face now just a few centimeters close.

"Look at you, little pathetic whore," Hyuntak says, with a smirk plastered at how Baku's face is decorated with sticky white liquids.

"Your little pathetic whore, Hyung."

"Damn, Baku, I can't wait to fuck you again."

Baku clenches his ass at the remarks, slightly overstimulating Hyuntak at how feverish it feels wrapping around his dock. "Was I a good boy, Hyung?" he asks, puppy eyes on display, giving Hyuntak no chance to answer no. He smiles proudly and happily, completely satisfied as he throws his back on the bed, closing his eyes, unconsciously drifting to sleep. Either it's the exhaustion or it's the fact that it's almost midnight. Let's leave it here to your own as to how long they fucked that night.

Baku wakes up to peeking sunlight through the window of Hyuntak's apartment, which reminds him what he was up to last night. He stirs, grunting in agony as the pain in his ass starts to burn. His legs went limp silently as he he hisses. Is this how everybody he brutally fucks end up not going to class the following day? Maybe even worse.

The room smells a lot nicer than last night which reeks of strong stenches of  sex, sweats, and cums. Air freshener collecting in the air it smells like peach. Although same can't be said about the poor sheets beneath him. Hell, that still screams sex from the aroma alone, not even considering spots of Baku's dried seeds. He finds himself completely naked, as clear as he can remember from last night. He still can't believe he passed outㅡwell, that, or he just fell asleep normally, he can't remember.

One thing is missing, though, and that is no other than Go Hyuntak, the one putting him through so much predicament even leaving him suffering here all alone. He sighs. Of course he leaves, I deserve thㅡ

The door opens after a few beeps of Hyuntak's inputting his passcode and the figure Baku was looking for comes into his sight. Dressed in his usual style of oversized hoodie, paired with a tight running shorts and fancy sneakers, Baku can't help but feel something twisting in his stomach again. 

It's etched in his back of mind completely that Hyuntak now equals hotness. Sexiness. A want. Hell, a need.

Those juicy thighs hugged by barely surviving seams of his pants making him feel things as he gulps while staring.

"You're finally awake, sleepyhead," he greets as he takes off his shoes. "Bought breakfast while exercising, eat up." He quickly travels across the room, setting up a table in front of the bed and put down the soups and rice he bought.

Baku smiles slightly, refraining himself from retorting in a sarcastic remark, 'Really, not even a good morning?' but that last bit was more than just a good morning. Fuck, what's wrong with him?

...

"Hyung..." he calls out weakly, sheepish smile across his face. Hyuntak raises an eyebrow, completely invisible from Baku's position. "I can't get up... it hurts as fuck."

Hyuntak laughs but kindly tends to his beg for help anyway. He helps him sit up, which was super hard, by the way, as he keeps wincing in pain with every slight movement, then set up another table on the bedㅡhe doesn't care, that filthy sheets going to laundry anyway. "Eat and clean up, you smell disgusting."

Baku takes a little offense on that. "It's not my fault that you made me sweat and cum that much!"

"Excuse me?"

He isn't wrong though.

As Hyuntak takes the rage-bait, Baku ignores him completely by slurping on his soup slowly, letting a loud relief as the warm liquid quenches his throat. The older forms a fake fist, about to pretend-punch him in anger, before breaking down into a little smile and chuckle. He then goes to the floor, starting to digest the food he set up before.

"Hyung, can we do it again tonight?"

One question, and Hyuntak chokes like crazy he almost spurts out soups and a few grains of rice from his nose. Baku laughs loudly, as if he won't be the one suffering again if they actually do it. "Can we what?"

"Do it again tonight!" he answers excitedly. "I think I can only do two or three rounds, though, what do you think?"

"I cannot, you fucking monster!" he shouts back at Baku, earning a light-hearted laugh. 'Is he crazy or what? What do you mean only two or three  rounds?' "Just eat," he says, pausing, instead of stopping. "... and be a good boy to Hyung," he continues, almost mumbling, face blushing as he mutters that.

Baku both hears his sentence and sees his reddening face. "Arf arf, Hyung!"

Hyuntak turns his head the fastest in his life as he heard those fake barks. 'What's wrong with this idiot...?'

...

"By the way, why don't you go to class, Hyung?"

"With you being absent after everybody knows we were going to fuck? What? You want everybody know that the absolute top of Eunjang is getting drilled in the hole until he can't walk?"

"... Yeah, that's a bad idea..."

"Consider this a reward for you."

"Thanks, Hyung, so can we do it again tonight?"

"Shut the fuck up before I actually tear you in half!"