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Yeonjun sat at the kitchen table of someone else's house, surrounded by a haze of smoke. The air in the room was stale, stuffy and way too hot. The music was loud and the bass vibrated through the floorboards. He sipped on a beer that was too warm, casting an eye over the crowd.
His friends had convinced him to come to the party insisting he needed to let off some steam and get laid but nobody had caught his attention. He had given up hope altogether until someone literally fell right into his lap.
“Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I'm so so so sorry!” the stranger giggled with a hand over his mouth. He quickly climbed off Yeonjun and sat in the chair beside him.
“Sorry again, I hope I didn't hurt you, did I?”
Yeonjun was temporarily lost for words. The man was breathtaking. Blonde fluffy hair falling over deep brown doe eyes. Eyes that were bright and friendly with a hint of mischief. He was taller than Yeonjun, slim with legs for days. Yeonjun imagined what those legs would look like wrapped around his shoulders. He spoke with a pout on his plush pink lower lip. His milky smooth skin was begging to be tasted, to be bitten and marked.
Yeonjun finally let out a nervous laugh.
“No, no honestly … don't worry about it, it's fine”.
“I'm Soobin by the way, sorry I don't usually throw myself on top of sexy strangers, that usually comes after much more effort on their part” he teased, winking at Yeonjun.
“I've never had a hot stranger literally land in my lap either,” Yeonjun laughed, “ but I'm definitely not complaining, I'm Yeonjun”.
It had been instant chemistry between them, the flirting and banter tossed back and forth naturally. Yeonjun noticed how Soobin scrunched his nose like a cute little bunny, how his eyebrows moved and wiggled as he talked, how his tongue darted out to wet his lips every now and again. The flush on his cheeks had Yeonjun imagining what he would look like in the throes of pleasure. They were closer now, Soobin's knee resting against Yeonjun's and he could smell Soobin's sweat, his natural musk overpowering the cologne he was wearing. Yeonjun needed to taste his skin, he was completely infatuated with this man.
Soobin stood up suddenly, laughing as he turned and started to walk away. Yeonjun panicked, grabbing his wrist and pulling him back onto his lap. He gasped in surprise, searching Yeonjun's face for an explanation. Yeonjun's heated gaze lingered on Soobin's slightly open mouth as he bit his own bottom lip. Soobin reacted with a gentle roll of his hips, arching his brow with a smirk. An invitation or a challenge?
Yeonjun dragged the tip of his tongue along Soobin's long neck, nibbling gently as he moved down to his exposed collarbones. Soobin tasted like temptation, like sex and sin layered beneath sweetness and salt. Intoxicating. Soobin shivered, rolling his hips again with more urgency, his breaths becoming more shallow as Yeonjun slipped a hand under the hem of his t-shirt, splaying his fingers out against the slightly damp skin. The lean muscles of his stomach twitched as Yeonjun explored his body and what a body it was. A body to be worshipped.
Soobin panted heavily against Yeonjun's ear, soft barely there little whimpers whispered secretly into his ear in the middle of the crowd. Sounds made just for Yeonjun, sounds that made him ache to hear more. He seemed oblivious to the eyes that watched them. Some with envy, some with lust and some with barely contained disgust. It was driving Yeonjun wild. He didn't mind people looking at all, it turned him on. A pretty boy like Soobin deserved to be adored, shown off, and appreciated and he couldn't deny he liked to put on a show too. They had attracted an audience and Yeonjun wanted nothing more than to bend Soobin over the table but he knew that would be too much, too soon.
He grazed Soobin’s nipples as he sucked along his jawline causing Soobin to throw his head back biting his beautiful bottom lip. He let a louder whimper escape when Yeonjun pinched hard and bit into his soft malleable skin. Yeonjun whispered what he wanted to do, what he would do when they were alone, drawing a pretty moan from his pretty lips. Yeonjun brushed his thumb against his swollen bottom lip and Soobin immediately sucked on it, looking at Yeonjun with doe eyes. He held Yeonjun's wrist as he licked his way along his palm from the thumb up to his forefinger, taking it into his mouth along with the middle finger. He moaned around the digits and Yeonjun thought this must look absolutely pornographic. It certainly did to him, he was surprised nobody had told them to leave.
He pulled him closer on his lap so they were chest to chest, bringing his bottle of beer to Soobin's lips. He poured it into his open, waiting mouth whispering “share it with me”. Soobin looked down at him with heavy lidded eyes filled with lust and spit the beer into his mouth. Yeonjun swallowed it before latching onto his lips.
He used the heel of his palm to stroke Soobin through the cloth at a teasingly slow pace, he felt the wetness beginning to seep through the fabric as Soobin squirmed, whispering in his ear fuck me Yeonjun, I can't take this any longer. He didn't have to ask twice. Yeonjun started to lead him up the stairs but Soobin stopped him, looking shy all of a sudden.
“What's wrong?” Yeonjun asked, concerned.
“Can we … could we go outside instead?”
This boy was truly sent from heaven.
“Oh? Why?,” Yeonjun smirked, “You want me to fuck your pretty little ass in front of all these people?”
Soobin leaned back against the wall, looking down at the ground. Yeonjun grabbed his chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting his head up to look him in the eyes.
“Is that what you want, baby? You want to put on a show?”
Soobin nodded, catching his bottom lip between his bunny teeth again and fuck, how did he look so innocent and corrupt at the same time.
The air was cool on Yeonjun's sweat slicked skin causing a shiver to run through him as he searched for the perfect spot, somewhere secluded just enough that they wouldn't be forcing anyone to watch if they didn't want to.
He shoved Soobin against the wall, fisting the hem of his t-shirt and pushing it up to his chin as he drank in the beautiful lines of his body. He planted wet open mouthed kisses along Soobin's chest before sucking his hard nipple into his mouth. Soobin writhed, back arching away from the wall as Yeonjun nibbled on the sensitive bud, pinching the other between his fingers. He was so sensitive, so receptive to every touch, so deliciously vocal.
Soobin crashed their lips together, his hands under Yeonjun's shirt, nails dragging along the skin on his back. He kissed him with raw need, Soobin's tongue exploring every part of his mouth and Yeonjun reciprocated with just as much want. Yeonjun's hands slipped beneath Soobin's waistband as he roughly grabbed a handful of Soobin's soft ass cheeks. Soobin moaned into his mouth and Yeonjun drank it down before flipping him around, forcing his pants down just enough to free his cheeks. Yeonjun was in awe, he really did have the prettiest ass he had ever seen, smooth, round, plump and perfect.
He pushed a firm hand between Soobin's shoulders until he was bent over, bracing his hands against the wall in front of him. He used both hands to part Soobin's cheeks, revealing a perfect pink asshole.
Fuck, Yeonjun was in love.
He reached around, pressing his fingers into Soobin's mouth. Soobin sucked and swirled his tongue around until they were soaking wet. Yeonjun spit down on his puckered hole before removing his spit covered fingers and circling his rim. Soobin pushed back, clearly eager for it.
“Aw baby, you're so desperate already and we're just getting started”.
Yeonjun pushed carefully in with his finger drawing a whine from Soobin. He watched as his greedy hole swallowed his finger to the knuckle. An obscene sight. He circled a few times, spitting again before adding a second finger, Soobin's walls clenching around him.
“You don't have to be gentle with me, I like it rough” Soobin said breathlessly as he looked back at Yeonjun with pleading eyes.
Yeonjun moved his fingers faster now, fucking them in and out, watching as they disappeared, his cock painfully hard and throbbing.
“More” Soobin moaned and Yeonjun obliged. The sounds coming from Soobin were filthy, becoming higher in pitch, his voice cracking. Yeonjun was obsessed, he wanted to bottle them, record them, swallow them down. Yeonjun curled his fingers, hitting the sweet spot and Soobin lost all control.
“Ah … Yeonjun … fuck me… now … fuck me please”.
Yeonjun turned Soobin back towards him, removing his fingers.
“I want to see your pretty face when you come”.
He wrapped his fingers around Soobin's large veiny cock, stroking gently. He watched the desperation and desire on Soobin's face as he tried to thrust faster into his hand. Yeonjun sped up, shoving Soobin's pants around his ankles and inserting two fingers back inside him, smeared with precum. Soobin looked deliriously debauched as Yeonjun curled his fingers again, his moans were loud and needy now.
“Come for me baby”.
Two more strokes and Soobin obeyed, thick white ropes spilling onto his stomach and Yeonjun's hand. He shuddered and shook, head thrown back against the wall as Yeonjun worked him through his orgasm. Yeonjun brought his hand up to his own mouth and sucked his fingers clean, maintaining eye contact. Soobin was wide eyed and still breathless as he watched before dropping to his knees.
He nuzzled his face against Yeonjun's crotch, rubbing his nose against the clothed length. Yeonjun was shocked, he had never seen anyone do that before and he was surprised at how much he liked it.
Soobin's large hands were splayed over Yeonjun's ass cheeks as he left a trail of sloppy kisses along his waistline. He blew gently on the tip causing Yeonjun to flinch before nuzzling his cheek along the length again.
“You're so fucking hot Soobin, so good for me”.
Soobin licked a thick stripe along his vein before sucking his balls gently as he worked the base with his hand. Shit he was so good at this. He took the tip into his mouth, sucking and licking the sensitive slit before slowly taking the rest of him. Yeonjun's eyes rolled back as he felt the tip hit the back of Soobin's throat. Soobin hollowed his cheeks and bobbed, taking his whole length as he looked up at Yeonjun through his wet lashes.
He looked salacious, saliva sliding down his chin, tears gathering on his lower lash line, sweat clinging to his forehead. His pants were still around his ankles, his back was arched beautifully, his ass still on display. Yeonjun glanced around and noticed there were a few voyeurs hiding in the shadows.
“Fuck my mouth Yeonjun, make me gag…. please?” Soobin said in the sweetest most saccharine tone, pouting his swollen, glistening lips.
“Don't hold back, I can take it”.
Yeonjun wondered what he had done to deserve such luck today. He grabbed a fistful of Soobin's silky strands and thrust in slowly at first, savouring the wet heat. He withdrew to the hilt and thrust in deeper this time, sliding farther down his throat. Soobin gagged a little and the tears spilled freely down his cheeks. That did it for Yeonjun, Soobin's pretty tears pushed him over the edge. He lost control and fucked Soobins mouth at a punishing pace. He used him like a sex doll, gripping his hair tightly and shoving his face into his crotch. Soobin was moaning around his cock and rutting against his leg like a dog. Fuck he was so hot, so desperate and shameless that Yeonjun could feel the pressure building inside him.
“I ..I'm gonna .. “
Soobin gripped his ass and urged him to fuck deeper and faster. Yeonjun came with a high pitched groan straight down Soobin's throat, he tried to pull away but Soobin kept him there, draining every last drop and sticking out his tongue afterwards to show he had taken it all. Yeonjun was worried he might have gone too far but the cock drunk look on Soobin's face said otherwise.
“Good boy, so good for me baby”.
Soobin preened as he sat back on his haunches, thighs wide open, cock standing fully erect again, looking up at Yeonjun with round wide eyes. Those eyes were dangerous, Yeonjun thought, he would do anything those eyes asked of him. Actually all of Soobin was dangerous, Yeonjun was already addicted after one tiny taste.
Soobin stood up, wrapping his arms around Yeonjun's neck, placing featherlight kisses behind his ear.
“Can you go again? I need you inside me, I want you to fuck me hard, want you to ruin me.”
Yeonjun's soft spent cock twitched at that.
Soobin was gently scratching his nails down his back now, making him shiver involuntarily.
“Ruin me for all other men, fuck me so good I can't sit for a week, make me cry and beg and shake, mark me up with bites and bruises …”
Yeonjun was half hard again and Soobin's filthy mouth was driving him insane. He grabbed his wrists, pinning them above his head as he shoved him back harshly.
“There's people watching us baby, look,” he jerked his head to the places he had spotted movement, “you're acting like a desperate slut with your beautiful body on display and those perverts are lapping it up.”
Soobin was writhing again, straining against the hold on his wrists, his cock leaking. His tongue swiped along his lower lip catching Yeonjun's eye.
“Open your mouth”
Soobin immediately obeyed and Yeonjun spit onto his waiting tongue. He swallowed it, opening his mouth again, letting his tongue lol past his lips. The sight was heaven to Yeonjun.
Yeonjun leaned in close, brushing his lips against Soobin's neck. He whispered against his skin “If you don't like it or want me to stop, just say red, ok? Green is good, red is bad, yellow is slow down.” He pulled back searching Soobin's eyes.
“Yeah ok, green”.
“You're such a pretty little slut, so desperate for me”.
Yeonjun grabbed his cheeks, squishing them between his thumb and forefinger, forcing Soobin's swollen lips to part as he spit in his mouth again, slowly this time watching the saliva meet his tongue before grabbing him by the scruff of his neck and shoving him down onto the grass. Soobin landed on his back and Yeonjun effortlessly flipped him over, pulling him up onto all fours. Although he was bigger than him, Soobin was so pliant and easy to manhandle.
“Punish me”
Yeonjun landed a hard smack on Soobin's ass cheek earning a pained whimper in response. He swiftly landed two more in the same spot. He delighted in the red colour blooming on the previously milky white skin. He moved onto the other cheek, observing how Soobin flinched every time he moved his hand, the anticipation obviously killing him. He gently kneaded the abused skin, trailing kisses along his spine until he was nipping at his neck, his cock sliding between the rosy red cheeks. He spat down on his hole again, easing his cock in slowly. He felt Soobin tense up around him, his walls clenching tightly.
“Baby relax, your too tight”.
“Fuck me now, hard, please Yeonjun please, ruin me”.
“You're so sexy when you beg”.
Yeonjun obliged, pulling out to the tip before slamming back in, setting a pace that was cruel and punishing. Soobin was sobbing and moaning, a fucked out mess and Yeonjun wished he could see his face. Next time, he promised himself. He hooked two fingers in Soobin's cheek and pulled as he hit his prostate dead on again and again. Soobin’s arms collapsed, his cheek pressing into the dirt, unable to hold himself up any longer. Yeonjun grabbed his hips, digging his fingers in hard until he felt the pleasure building to a crescendo. He wrapped his hand around Soobin's cock, stroking him fast and dry until his legs were trembling, his body convulsing, his release coating his stomach. Yeonjun pulled out and pushed him onto his back. A few more strokes and his own orgasm hit him, coating Soobin's beautiful chest and stomach, mixing with his own.
He was straddling him now and he took off his shirt to clean up the mess before it started to dry.
“You're so good for me Soobin, so pretty and pliant, you took me so well baby”. He leaned down and kissed him deeply, cupping his cheeks with both hands.
“Are you ok?”
Soobin didn't reply, looking at him with unfocused eyes.
Yeonjun dressed them both before guiding Soobin to sit up.
“Can you stand? Here let me …” Yeonjun pulled Soobin to his feet, wrapping his arms around his waist to steady him, “I've got you baby”.
He led him back to the kitchen, sitting him on a chair and feeding him water through a straw until Soobin came back to his senses. They moved to the couch for the rest of the night and Soobin sat with his legs thrown over Yeonjun's lap. It felt natural the way his hand rested on his muscular thigh. Yeonjun felt comfortable, almost like he had known Soobin forever, he was so easy to talk to. Soobin gave him his number before he headed home, kissing him sweetly on the forehead. Yeonjun longed to go with him but he knew he should wait, he would never forget the night the love of his life fell into his lap.