SOLD [MarkHyuck]🥵

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Mark lit a cigarette, they were at home now. Haechan had his limbs spread wide, his body too sore to fuck. The older licked the hole, the tip of his tongue tracing the torn rim, just as he was about to slip his tongue inside a phone call made him look up with a frown.

"Hey Mom." Mark sat up, his arm caressing Haechans tummy, his other arm holding his phone to his ear. The cigarette in-between his thin lips. "Me? I'm having fun......Ah ha. The birthday night was awesome. Business is good Mom, really. WHAT?! When are you coming?" Marks voice sounded so alarmed. "Fine! Same to you Mom." He sighed hanging up as he flipped the phone elsewhere.

"My Mom is coming tomorrow." Mark bit into the boys hole like cake, Haechan moaned feverishly, his wrists tied to the head board.

"S-Should I....... Nghhhhahhhhh Master!!! Should I go home Master?" Haechan whimpered when his hole was slapped, he was first eaten out, sucked until he cummed twice and then let go.

"No. You'll stay. Baby this is home now." Mark smacked his lips as the youngers wrists were let loose. "She's all I have. Dad died in a argument, they used guns and yeah. So you need to be in her good books okay?" The older stood up going to his purse as he came back.

"Master?" Haechan sat on his butt with his knees folded backwards.

"Here's my card. Buy anything and everything you need, just look like Haechan and not like a slut. That's personal. Buy your painkillers aswell, you are in pain......But I want you tonight, all night. Please. There won't be sex until she's here." Mark was stopped when a kiss was shyly given on his lips.

"I don't know any place outside my bar. I only know that lingerie comes in a box, the best dancers get to choose. I always slept naked so I never needed clothes. Will you come with me Master?" Haechan smiled sweetly at Mark, the olders heart broke at what he heard. He nodded ruffling the boys hair.

"Sure. Wear something less revealing okay?" The older chuckled as he went to shower.

Haechan was beyond excited, his master want him to meet his mom. How progressive is that? Squealing he  bounced about like the first day, buying childish stuff, teddy bears and fluffy hoodies to wear. Since the dancer cross dresses he wanted nail polish and bra's, nice lacy underwear, scrunchies, stockings, fish nets so many.

"Woah Ice cream!!!" A childish side of the pole dancer was seen that day. Mark felt bad for the red head, for loosing his childhood at a bar. Who the hell would leave their baby at a bar, also a gay brothel house?

"Master why do you have a butterfly on your nape?" Haechan skipped next to Mark, wearing one of his hoodies and fancy high heels.

"I just found it sexy. It's actually a code, like I'm one of the riches families in Vancouver. Families that deal with liquor and weapons, then gold and diamonds have a symbol baby." Mark loaded the bags inside the car trunk as they drove home. Haechan was allowed to sit on the passenger seat.

Haechan was kissed long and deep that night, the younger moaned moving his hips as he road his master.   His moans reaching his limits, he screamed as he was fucked all night long, it hurt but he loved it. The feeling of being Mark Lee's slut was sweet and yummy. He was filled with cum again and again, their bodies rolling and molding in sync. The older then felt strained so he took a quick smoke. The thick thighs were spread wide, with cum dripping down how hole.

"Do you want it slow or rough lil slut?" Mark started sucking on the bruised hole as Haechan tugged at his silver hair with load moans.

"Wild master." Haechan arched his hips in pleasure.

Sex had a higher hand in their lives, it was sex in the morning, afternoon and night. Haechans hole stretched and abused, his prostrate torn apart again and again. The youngers body got weaker but he gave Mark what he asked for. He had never asked for sex before so he couldn't say no.

"Master Ahhh fuck me harder!!!" Haechan scratched his master's shoulders in pleasure.

Taeyong stared into the darkness that night, thoughts swirling his mind, Jaehyun wrapped his arms around the beauty, kissing his exposed shoulder. The older boy turned around hugging the man as tightly as he could.

"I don't want Haechan to live like a slut all his life." Taeyong whispered into Jaehyuns hard chest.

"Honey. Mark is a good guy, I know he's wild but his mother raised him well. Haechans going to be treated well. I promise." Jaehyun assured his lover, Taeyong shook his head sitting up.

"If only I didn't leave him at the door of the bar. He'd be living a nice decent life, Jaehyun you left after that night, I didn't know what to do. I was young, I ran away when I knew I was pregnant. The only thing I thought I did right was giving my baby a home, but afraid Ten would end up making into a prostitute." Taeyong broke down crying, his lover hugged him tight. Jaehyun caressed the soft red hair as he made Taeyong look at him.

"Johnny would never let anything like that happen to him. I'm his father Tae, I love my son and I'd do anything for him. But first will you marry me?" Jaehyun asked the beauty making him gasp softly and nod with a squeal as he threw himself on the man.

Haechans body curled under Mark, his insides filling with his master's cum. The younger screamed in pleasure, as the night slowly turned to day. The morning sun witnessing the gorgeous Beauty being fucked wild and mercilessly by his gorgeously handsome master. Mark had smirk of triumph, possessively owning.