Dirty Girl

Chapter 4

It took a few tries before all five of the friends were on the same page. It turned out that Prae had aggressively asked Farm out, and he, being so shy didn't know how to say no. They also decided that dating Farm gave her a better opportunity to spy on the couple than stalking did. 

Yihwa's protective instincts were now raised and Fai's sneaky and hacking skills were utilized. They were going to comb through every aspect of Plern's social media sites. Korn was shocked to learn how much of a SMS footprint she had. If there was a media site, Plern was on it. 

All Yihwa had to say was Plern's products were crap and not worth the money. She had received a free sample and it made her skin break out. What made her products popular was Plern's sales skills, not the product.

Knock had admitted he was bushwhacked by Plern the day of the game and very happy to see Korn because he couldn't escape her. He ended up taking three showers that day. 

Knock that night, stayed again with Korn. "Korn, I'm a bit scared of that girl." He admitted, once he was safely held in his arms. "No matter what I did, she still came on to me."

Korn had already knew this so he wasn't angry, frustrated and scared, yes, because just like the poisonous snake he'd called Plern, now she was really dangerous. They'd never know when she'd strike back.

"Knock," he said very slowly, "You do love me?"

Knock rubbed his head against the shoulder, up and down, instead of speaking. Korn's constant touches on his bare back, meant to be calming, were doing other things. It was always this way when he was with him. He sighed and snuggled in deeper. As he did, his leg shifted and his hardness pressed against Korn's backside.

Korn smiled and twisted to face him directly, no longer offering or giving comfort. If his baby was horny, then he could definitely fill that need too. Swiftly he leaned forward to kiss him and slid his briefs off. Mmm, nothing like the feel of his baby's firm ass under his hands.

Knock had this little sound he made that made Korn loose control... a cross between his name and a moan. It always started off with "Ohhh Koor annnnnn" and when he heard that, it was a like a switch was thrown. There was no gentleness, no thoughts, nothing but making sure Knock lost it too.

Bears. Korn had a saying, "Oh mom, don't worry, I'm the size of a bear!" Instead of a bear fight, bear sex... hungry beasts.

Korn only kissed him briefly before attacking him on his chest. He loved to mark his baby and hear him. Knock only made these sounds if it was rough. If ever there was a time for dangerous sex, this was it. Both young men needed to lay claim with each other.

Lips, teeth, tongues and nails came out to tease each other, tasting and tormenting the skin. They touched and caressed, marked dark and pale skin alike. And Korn heard his baby Knock, "Ohhh Koor annnnnn" when he sunk his teeth around his nipple and flicked the tip of a tongue around his swollen bud.

Hearing this, Korn hoarsely asked, "Baby, before I fuck you, is there anything you need?"

Knock pushed Korn off of him and laid him flat. Korn let him. Knock studied his man, laid out bare in front of him, like da Vinci's 'The Vitruvian Man'. Korn was beautiful. He bent forward and slowly licked the hard twitching cock from his balls to tip, pausing to press a kiss.

Sliding forward, he grabbed both cocks together and started to stroke, always watching Korn. Korn's mushroom tip was more sensitive than his, so he always made sure to hit the top with his thumb. Of the two, Korn could go into beast mode faster. He needed Korn inside.

Leaning forward, he gentled it down, seeing his scratches starting to appear on Korn's shoulders. Pressing kisses them, his nipples, his neck, but never stopping the strokes that held their two cocks together.

Knock could feel Korn getting even harder, the veins in his hand pulsing. Dropping his cock, he pressed Korn's legs together and only held his. Kneeling on his baby Korn, he demanded, "Watch me!"

With his free arm he leaned back so his upper body was bent and his cock was prominently displayed. He stroked his cock slowly, watching. Korn's mouth was open. A tip of his tongue came out and wet his lips. He moved his hand faster, pumping harder. He felt it. He felt sexy, wanted...

"Fuck, Knock, cum for me!" Korn urged! His hands were trapped. He felt helpless, watching this. It was exciting but frustrating. His cock wanted to play. It quivered against his belly. He licked his lips again. Those hard abs and beautiful cock were teasing him and the feel of that ass on his thighs... so close.

Knock gave a deep groan and moved his hand slower, just a wee bit close to the top of his cock. "Fuck! I came too soon." Cum sprayed over Korn's body, white spurts now dotted his belly, chest and even his face. Knock bent down and licked the ones on his face.

Korn took the opportunity to flip him over and spread his ass cheeks. Growling deep in throat, "I hope you enjoyed that, it's my turn." Roughly, he thrust a finger into his flower. Knock squealed.

Unprepared, no lube, yes, Korn was in full beast mode. Knock did this to himself. There would be some pain, but it would be pleasure too. Korn wouldn't hurt him... much. He wound his fingers tightly in the sheets.

He felt a dribble of something down his ass... ah, so he wasn't going to be a complete beast. It was a spit night. Knock wasn't too worried. They'd had sex last night so he would stretch easily enough. He relaxed. The best was yet to come.

Korn was already up to three fingers and other than the first squeal, no objections. Spreading those beautiful cheeks wide, he positioned himself and with a single thrust buried himself. Both young men sighed. Home.

Long, deep thrusts with no thought of Knock. This was all about Korn. Harder and Harder he pounded until Knock screamed again, "Ohhh Koor annnnnn, fuck me!" 

Korn pulled out and flipped him over to his knees, and pushed his lower back, forcing his plump ass high. Spreading his cheeks, he stared at the gaping hole and plunged back into the welcoming warmth. Reaching down, he grasped Knock's hardened cock and stroked it with each hard thrust.

Slam! Slam! Slam! The headboard hit the wall. Korn's grunts sounded loud in the room and mewling was coming from Knock's throat. Wetness coated his hand and he stopped and grabbed Knock's shoulder's, hissing, "Stroke yourself!"

Knock rested his upper body on one shoulder and reached down, almost crying when he touched his over sensitized cock. Slam! Slam! Korn was merciless in his pounding. He was able to loosely hold his wet cock and let the pounding slide it between his fingers. 

He was floating on sensations... he didn't know where he ended and Korn began anymore. They were one. Slam! Slam! Slam! The bed shook, the cries, the grunts, they melded together... until... 

One final scream and Korn shook and went still. Knock felt the deep pulsing deep in his body. His ass squeezed hard and he came all over the sheets. He collapsed and Korn fell on top. They lay there, panting, letting themselves breath. Finally, Korn rolled off and turned him over and kissed him, gently, lovingly.

"I love you, Knock Baby. Can you walk?" Knock shook his head, indicating no. He closed his eyes, and fell asleep. He knew he'd be taken care of. Smiling, Korn stood and walked to the bathroom to clean up and gather what he needed.