I'm In Trouble

Clip 13

Baekho smirked and heaved himself upwards, pressing down on Minhyun's chest on purpose. He knew he wasn't light and doing that was probably causing his lungs trouble with breathing but Minhyun held it in. If he was going to be punished this way, it beat being punched in the face or anywhere else in his opinion. Minhyun breathed in when Baekho lifted his weight but the moment he fell back down onto Minhyun's member, Minhyun winced again and his breathing became battered. He felt like he was being forced not to take a single breath as Baekho moved at a slow upwards but quick downwards pace. He wanted to hold his waist and move him but could only keep his hands by his side, panting heavily and trying to stay conscious from the lack of oxygen. The pressure felt good at the same time blurring his mind.

Baekho knew his arms or legs would give up sooner or later so he bent backwards instead and used his hip strength. His member just following along with his actions in front of Minhyun's vision. Minhyun blinked a couple of times and his hand twitched.

"Ahh... Minhyun," Baekho moaned his name out on purpose. Minhyun stiffened and covered his eyes with his arm, counting his breathing instead. "Minhyun, don't hide."

Minhyun grunted and moved his arm away, cheeks bright red as his lustful gaze met Baekho's. Baekho cursed himself softly as Minhyun's sharp gaze pierced his soul just as it had when he was in the crowd holding his forgotten camera. Ah... He leaned down and pulled Minhyun into a kiss, tongue darting forward impatiently. Minhyun let Baekho dominate his mouth entirely, only responding with mewls and small flicks from his tongue. Baekho smirked, feeling his confidence grow as he purposely stopped moving his lower region and only used the muscles to clecnh and unclench around Minhyun who started groaning. His hands finally moved to hold Baekho's shoulders as the first tear appeared in the corner of his eye. Baekho pulled away, gasping for air. Minhyun panted, mind becoming hazier as well.

"How does that feel?"

"So good. Hnng... It feels good," Minhyun whimpered while nudging Baekho's cheek with his nose. Baekho chuckled and kissed the corner of his lip before trailing his kiss downwards onto his jaw. He parted his lips and bit him. Minhyun jolted and touched his cheek. "No. No marks."

"You bit my shoulder and left a nasty bruise there. I don't think you get a say in this," Baekho growled and Minhyun flinched. He pursed his lips and Baekho moved away. "If its somewhere that can't be seen then it's fine, right?"

Minhyun hesitated but nodded slightly.

"Good. Don't forget that you agreed to that."

Minhyun gulped but wished Baekho would continue moving now and he did. Slowly.... Anguish filled Minhyun's chest as the pleasure became a long tormented passing. He wanted to cum but Baekho hadn't since he was going at such a slow pace. He gradually did pick up his speed though and he started to rub his dick as well, moaning loudly on purpose since he knew there was no one else within miles of their radius. He flashed Minhyun a lick under his tongue and that just riled the other up even more. His hands twitched and he had to avert his gaze although it kept darting back, not wanting to lose this very scene of Baekho riding his dick.

Baekho went as fast as he humanly could, feeling everything build up. Minhyun could only let out pained gasps and groans at this point as the pressure in his stomach had tightened up too much from his resisting.

"Minhyun ah- Minhyun. Minhyun."

"Ugh... Baekho," Minhyun cried out softly, lifting a weak finger to touch his knee.

"Minhyun ahh," Baekho moaned, throwing his head back as released. His ejaculation splattering forward onto Minhyun's body, some ending up on his face despite him bringing his hand up. Baekho let out a long draggy breath before his body relaxed and his breathing started to slow down. Minhyun whimpered softly, feeling Baekho tighten considerably now that his muscles had gone slack around him. Baekho slid his hair away from his forehead and smirked. "You're real stubborn. Just like a reporter, huh."

"I... I want to be forgiven," Minhyun said pleadingly. Baekho grunted as he slowly pulled himself up and out. Minhyun's erection still stood tall. Baekho could see the veins popping out the side and he wondered how much pain Minhyun was in now. "Can I-"

"No."

Minhyun closed his mouth and just waited for Baekho's permission instead. Baekho peeled the condom off and whistled softly.

"Look at that. This thing brings nothing but trouble to me," Baekho said and Minhyun didn't appreciate Baekho staring at it like it was some art piece in a museum on display.

"I'm sorry my head only thinks about sex all day," Minhyun muttered.

"It's not a bad thing. You were right about my job being boring at times. Nothing really spice it up but this," Baekho said while grabbing Minhyun. His colder palm made Minhyun jolt and curled his toes as he panted and squirmed. "Look who is squirming now. You enjoyed teasing me so much, didn't you?"

"I'm sorry."

"Not that I hated everything," Baekho mumbled before he scooted closer dangerously. Minhyun froze, breath held in when Baekho kept eye contact with him and parted his lips. His eyes widened, almost close to having a fearful glint in them too.

"W-"

He reached out for Baekho but the other had dipped his head and wrapped his lips around the tip. Minhyun cried out and covered his mouth. He purposely drag his tongue along the most sensitive part and Minhyun began to leak even more. He clenched his jaw and wished it would end already before he became impotent or something. Baekho was most definitely having more fun today. He realised why Minhyun loved to tease him and while he wasn't as brutally pinchy like the other, he knew how to be a tease too. He popped his lips off and trailed his tongue along the length of it, startling the pop star who was just as ready to pop anytime too.

"You said anywhere not visible is fine, right?"

"H-huh? No, no, Bae-aghh-"