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"Ahh," Wooyoung groans, his head thrown back in pleasure as he feels Yeosang's ass clutching his dick, the blond boy bouncing up and down on him.

Yeosang's long blond hair is all sweaty over his face, flying up with every bounce, "W-Wooyoung, that feels so g-good..."

"I know," Wooyoung hisses as he thrusts his hips upward, the panting boy on top of him moaning, "Ride faster, Yeosang-"

Obeying, Yeosang closes his eyes and moves on Wooyoung, hands supporting on the younger's well-built chest as he begins riding him, ass slapping Wooyoung's balls over and over till he feels his legs beginning to shake.

He whines and moans, "W-Wooyoung, I'm gonna c-come..."

Wooyoung opens his eyes and stares at the continuously moving boy on top of him, nevertheless looking so beautiful. It seems the longer they have sex, the prettier Yeosang will get. Wooyoung supports himself on his elbows as he sits up, considering his boyfriend.

Bounces getting sloppier from time to time, Yeosang's dick twitches and when Wooyoung completely sits up and hits his prostate, Yeosang can't hold it any longer and comes, his orgasm flooding all over Wooyoung's crotch.

Reaching his hand down, Wooyoung begins jerking Yeosang off, feeling himself close. Having his dick in the most ethereal boy he had ever seen, him also being naked, panting, and eyes full of weakness staring back, made Wooyoung turn on in ways he didn't know it could.

He touches Yeosang's nipples with his thumbs before he leans forward and begins sucking on one, Yeosang moaning as he wraps his arms around Wooyoung's neck.

Wooyoung tries pushing himself deeper into Yeosang and it works, Yeosang whining against Wooyoung's neck when Wooyoung finally comes too.

"F-Fuck." Wooyoung pulls out and slides the filled condom off, Yeosang's hole aching due to the loss.

Yeosang is yet breathing hard, resting on the bed. He feels super exhausted so he closes his eyes, not caring about the sticky substance running down his thighs, falling asleep. Wooyoung watches his lips form into a small pout, breathing now calm.

Hovering over him, Wooyoung sighs and tugs the blond hair out of his face, feeling how hot his body temperature is. Getting a towel from the bed's side he quickly cleans Yeosang, before going to the washroom himself.

Yeosang's parents aren't home, the couple had their time alone. Wooyoung stares at his naked body in the mirror, thinking about the intimate moments just now. He didn't think Yeosang would pass out this easily, himself yet erected and free to go another round.