"Just shut up and suck my dick already"
"If you pull my hair again I'll bite it off"
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When a fuck boy and an ex fuck boy end up becoming step brothers and sleep right across from each other, it becomes practically impossible to keep their hands to...
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San smiles to himself then follows Wooyoung to the kitchen. He meets Wooyoung sitted on the counter, shirt now off and dumped on the floor, legs wide open and an innocent smile on his lips.
"Look at you.. all eager and ready for me" He mutters and he steps closer to him. He places both hands on Wooyoung's smooth thighs, giving him a slight squeeze. Then his hands began sliding to the younger's hardening member.
Wooyoung licks his bottom lip in anticipation as he waited for San's hand to wrap around him. Both his hands behind him on the counter, holding himself up and legs spread open with San standing between them.
San's hand glides up and down his sides and Wooyoung whines under his breath, their eyes still firmly on each other. "What is it?" San asks darkly.
"I'm so horny" Wooyoung whispers back with want. His voice dripping with a need to San to touch him all over.
"So what do you want me to do about that?" San asks teasingly. He leans forward, pressing an open mouthed kiss underneath Wooyoung's jawline. Wooyoung shivers, a rush migrating to his now stiff dick. His hands form fists on the white marble counter top. Feet pressed against the cold surface, keeping his legs open.
San's hand slides behind Wooyoung's back then down his hips. He holds him tightly. Wooyoung bites the bottom of his lips as his breathing slowly became more and more laboured.
"Just fuck me really hard already. Please" He begs. His breath gets caught in his throat when he feels San's cold hand finally wrap around him. The older begins tugging and pumping him, occasionally pressing his thumb against the throbbing red head of his dick.
Wooyoung whimpers and moans. "Ah- ah-" His hips bucks up when San's wrist speeds up. He throws his head back and San presses his nose against Wooyoung's slightly tanned neck, his tongue lapping over the salty skin momentarily.
Wooyoung felt a burn in the pit of his stomach and he knew his release was near. "O-oh I'm so close" He moans out, his eyes half lidded with pleasure and tongues curled. San joins their lips together in a wet kiss while he continues to jack Wooyoung off. Then he uses his other hand and slides two fingers at once inside the younger's clenched rim.
The puckered hole immediately accepted his fingers with no problem. Wooyoung moans slightly into the kiss. San begins quickly fingering him, curling his finger occasionally while at the same time quickly stroking his stiff dick.
Wooyoung breaks apart from the kiss, a thin string of saliva between their lips. "Ah.. ah fuck" Wooyoung moans loudly. His legs trembled and his orgasm hit. Mouth agape and eyes half lidded as he came repeatedly on San's hand, the white substance running down his fingers and knuckles.
Once his orgasm had passed, San brought his hand up to his lips and took a lick of the salty substance. Wooyoung just stared at him through disheveled dark bangs.
