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Seungmin sighed for the fifteenth time that day, tossing and turning in the huge bed, because Seungmin liked a lot of space when it came to sleeping.

Boredom.

That's what Seungmin felt at every moment of that day. He'd been on Instagram and Twitter several times but hadn't found any interesting topics or posts, the videos on YouTube seemed too long and Netflix didn't have anything to keep him interested for long.

Could he go out? He could, but it was hot as hell outside his room and Seungmin hated being sweaty, he hated the feeling of his clothes sticking to his body with every movement he made. He wouldn't trade the coolness of his air-conditioned room for the stuffy air of the street. Not at all.

Seungmin whimpered, sinking his face into the pillow and stifling the angry cry he let out, swinging his legs against the mattress like a spoiled child when he doesn't get what he wants.

A pout formed on the boy's red lips when he heard footsteps downstairs, and he thought that his parents were doing something important in the living room.

Seungmin turned to the opposite side of the door, grabbing a pillow and closing his eyes, when his mind clicked and he caught his breath. Seungmin had been home alone for two days because his parents had traveled to celebrate their wedding anniversary.

His parents weren't home.

Seungmin suppressed a cry of despair, sitting up in bed and hugging one of the teddy bears, as if it would protect him from a possible murderer who was in his house at the moment. His eyes moved quickly across his bed, looking for his cell phone.

Seungmin picked up his cell phone, tapping the screen twice to turn it on. He was going to send a message to the group he had with his friends and then possibly call his boyfriend. But it seems that luck wasn't on his side, because his cell phone had run out of battery.

Wonderful.

- Shit, I had to run out of battery right now- Seungmin grumbled, throwing the phone into a corner of the bed.

Seungmin jumped out of bed when two soft knocks came on his bedroom door, and he stared at the piece of wood that separated him from whoever was on the other side.

So now he had two options. First, not open the bedroom door, turn on his laptop and send a message to his friends asking them to call the police. Second, open the bedroom door and walk out, with a ninety-nine percent chance of being butchered by a psychopath.

Seungmin had obviously made the wiser choice, which was why he was about to open the bedroom door.

Seungmin swallowed dryly, his hand on the doorknob, turning it slowly to the left and feeling his heart skip a beat as the customary sound of the door opening resounded through his room. The noise was too loud for her liking.

Seungmin opened the door slowly, expecting to see a killer standing right in front of him holding a knife ready to kill him just like in those horror movies, but that didn't happen. Seungmin raised his eyebrows, snorted and went out into the corridor, looking towards the stairs with his hand on his waist.

Where's your fucking psycho killer, wanted all over the world? Seungmin grunted angrily, ready to turn around and go back into the room, but before he could do so, someone grabbed him from behind, making him cry out in fright and despair, his back pressed against a large, defined chest.

Seungmin was about to give another extremely high-pitched scream when a familiar hoarse laugh rang in his ears. Wide-eyed, Seungmin turned his face quickly to the side, seeing who was holding him tightly.

Christopher Bang Chan, his boyfriend.

- You motherfucker, are you crazy?- Seungmin spoke angrily, letting go of the older man's strong arms, who was laughing so hard that he was leaning on the wall with one hand- STOP LAUGHING!- he shouted angrily, slapping Bang on the shoulder as he gradually stopped laughing.

Chan moved away from the wall, a mischievous smile on his lips as he pulled the younger man's slim body around his waist, sinking his nose into Seungmin's strawberry-scented neck and taking a light bite in the gap between his neck and shoulder.

Seungmin was frowning, his arms crossed and a small peck on his lips, staring at Chan in a stressed way. His heart was beating fast in his chest, he was still trying to recover from the scare he'd gotten and that bastard was laughing in his face? Seungmin's desire at that moment was to slap Chan all over.

- Did you get scared, love? - Bang's mocking tone irritated the younger man even more, making Chan squeeze his thin waist slightly - I'm sorry, baby, but your scare was so funny.

- Funny is my dick, Christopher. I thought you were a psychopath trying to kill me - Seungmin said dramatically, her body softening in her boyfriend's arms. Seungmin whimpered, uncrossing her arms and wrapping her arms around the older man's neck, pulling his big, warm body even tighter against hers.

Chan smiled sideways as he saw how sly Seungmin became like a kitten in his arms with just a firm grip around his waist. Bang brought one of his hands to the back of the younger man's hips, picking him up firmly, a strong arm around his boy's little waist.

Chan took advantage of the fact that Seungmin was only wearing a little blue dress and began to squeeze his boyfriend's soft hips with his free hand, kneading the flesh between his fingers as if it were a loaf of bread. As soon as he entered the younger man's room, he closed the door with his foot, gently laying Seungmin down on his bed.

Bang caressed the side of Seungmin's legs with his big hands, kissed him on the forehead, and moved away from his boyfriend's body only to remove the shirt he was wearing, leaving only his black jeans, chest and belly exposed to Seungmin's curious eyes, who sighed softly when she saw the tattoos the older man had.

His man was so hot.

Seungmin didn't ask why Chan had taken off his shirt, since it was cool in the air-conditioned room. Chan was naturally warm and hot and didn't usually wear a shirt at home or in Seungmin's room.

Seungmin liked to use the older man's body as a big pillow when it was cold, and Chan was warm enough for Seungmin to cling to him like a koala at bedtime.

Chan bit his lower lip, propping one knee up on the bed and taking one hand to grab Seungmin's ankle, spreading Kim's legs and slipping himself between his boy's nice, soft hips. Bang sighed contentedly as he lay, not quite, on top of Seungmin's body, his hands gently squeezing and massaging the younger man's well-designed waist.

- I thought you'd be working today - Seungmin murmured softly, stroking the bigger man's soft black hair between his fingers, letting out a satisfied little noise as Chan kissed his cheek several times, moving down to his neck.

- And I was, but I finished everything early and decided to surprise you - Chan's hoarse voice sounded muffled because his face was on his boyfriend's neck - And I know you well enough to know that you'd be bored to death in your room.

- How do you know that?- Seungmin snorted, raising her eyebrows and tugging at the strands at the back of the older man's neck, making him look at his. Chan's eyes were so beautiful, they stared at him with depth and tenderness. Seungmin always felt a chill in his stomach when he felt the older man's eyes fixed on him.

- Because it's hot, and you hate the heat- Chan answered as if it were obvious, patting Seungmin on the waist as a reprimand for having his hair pulled- You wouldn't leave this room if you were paid.

Seungmin rolled her eyes, mumbling something that made Chan laugh debauchedly and bite her cheek.

They cuddled for a while, talking and exchanging kisses and caresses as they always did when the older boy went to his boyfriend's house. Chan slipped his hand inside the light dress Seungmin was wearing, squeezing the soft hips between his fingers and rubbing his head against the smaller boy's medium-sized breasts.

It wasn't strange, not at all, Chan was obsessed with laying his head on his boyfriend's round breasts, using them as a soft, fluffy pillow. It was also customary for Chan to sleep with one of his hands squeezing or just positioned on top of that soft, round piece.

But as nothing lasts forever, Chan felt the urge of his usual addiction come over him little by little, making him slightly restless and squeeze Seungmin's waist tighter and tighter.

- Minnie, do you mind if I smoke?- he asked, looking into the younger man's puppy dog eyes, and seeing him nod negatively, giving himself a slight smile.

- Go ahead, but smoke on the balcony, okay? I don't want ashes and cigarette butts on my new carpet- Seungmin removed his arms from Chan's neck, releasing him so that he could get off.

Chan smiled sideways, reaching for the cigarette case in his back pants pocket, taking one from the lighter and lighting the nicotine-filled roll as he walked to the balcony, leaning on the safety railing there.

His eyes gazed out over the beautiful courtyard of the Kim's house, where his mother-in-law loved to tend to the flowers. Chan had forgotten how many times he had left the house with some flowers to take back to his mother.

Chan turned his eyes away from the garden, looking at his motorcycle parked in front of Seungmin's house, the Yamaha YZF R-3 model reflecting the sunlight slightly. Just remembering how hard he had worked to get that bike made Chan feel goosebumps rise on his body, the feeling of victory seizing his chest every time he looked at it.

But one of his greatest prizes was lying on the bed, whimpering and grumbling again, rolling from side to side as he had been doing before Chan arrived. Bang swallowed his cigarette, turning to look at Seungmin lying face down on the bed, her dress wrinkled and raised to her waist because of the younger man's movements on the bed.

Chan felt his body heat up at the sight of his boyfriend's ass exposed, barely covered by the panties Seungmin was wearing. Oh yes, that sight was much better than his motorcycle. One more place that Chan was passionate about on his boyfriend's body, Seungmin's ass was so delicious to knead and slap that Chan felt like he was going through withdrawal if he didn't move his hands to that spot at least once a day.

Chan puffed slowly through his mouth, the smoke rising to his face in a way that was extremely exciting for Seungmin, who was lying with his head on his folded arms.

- I'm bored, Channie- he said, his voice coming out sly and a small pout on his lips.

Bang didn't answer, but tilted his head slowly to the side, his jaw flexing and his eyes becoming dark and predatory, sliding down Seungmin's body, looking at every nook and cranny of that slender body without any shame. Chan gave a cheeky grin, put the cigarette in his mouth and closed the balcony door, walking in calm steps to the bed.

Chan knew a great way to make boredom pass quickly.

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Seungmin was biting and kneading the pillow, his watery eyes streaming tears down his red cheeks, as much from pleasure as from the slaps he had received from Bang's rough hand.

He was lying on his stomach, his legs apart and his ass well up, his throbbing, sensitive clitoris rubbing against the fabric of the pillow under his belly. Chan had put it there to make the younger man comfortable.

- Chris... ai- ahn- Seungmin moaned, squirming under the older man who slapped her ass twice in a row. His heavy hand turned the skin red.

Bang rolled his eyes, grunted hoarsely with the cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes settling again on the beautiful curve of the younger man's waist, his hands pulling the bands of Kim's ass apart to watch his dick slip in and out of the wet little pussy.

Oh yes, it was a fucking sight, his cock being swallowed up by his boy's greedy little entrance, honeying its entire length with the honey dripping from his swollen, wide pussy. Chan kept a moderate pace, even though he wanted to thrust hard and skin that hot ass until it burned.

Chan held Seungmin's waist tightly, the other holding the cigarette between his fingers, always careful not to bruise the smaller man's beautiful skin. Chan put his face next to Seungmin's, his eyes shining possessively as he observed how they looked in the reflection of the mirror Seungmin had in front of the bed.

- Fuck baby, look at you- Bang whispered softly in his boyfriend's ear, puffing the smoke next to the other man's red cheek- All open for hyung... That's what you wanted, wasn't it?- He growled, his voice coming out hoarser because of the cigarette, grabbing Seungmin's face, squeezing the pretty face, forcing Seungmin to lift his face to the mirror- You wanted to have my cock fucking your pussy, didn't you doll?- I smiled cynically, slowly slipping my cock up to my balls into the warm, velvety wetness.

Seungmin moaned, his hips trembling from feeling so full, the older man's cock pounding deep inside her, pressing against her cervix and widening her pussy, stirring and molding Seungmin to receive his cock with ease.

- M-more... please, go faster- he begs crying, sobbing and squeezing Chan's strong forearm, the fingers on his cheeks pressing hard- do what you want to me, fuck me all hard- he bites his lower lip, rolling his eyes in pleasure as Chan increases the speed.

The sound of the heavy bag meeting Seungmin's inner hips echoed through the room, wet and dirty as the two lovers were at that moment. They were the perfect match, made for each other since the day they met, always teasing each other and carrying lust with them wherever they set foot.

Seungmin moaned loudly and slyly, like a slut desperate for her man's cock, rolling over and squeezing his pussy around his boyfriend's thick prick, listening to him moan hoarsely in her ear from the fuckingly delicious squeeze he felt. Chan moved his hand down from Seungmin's face, grabbing the sensitive little neck, giving it a firm squeeze and lifting Seungmin's head up.

Bang was glaring at the way his boy looked, his face red and tears mixing with the drool running down his chin, his eyes rolling with pleasure and staring into Chan's from time to time in the reflection of the mirror. Chan put the cigarette to his lips again, fucking that wet little pussy hard until it burned with pleasure.

Amidst the moans, Seungmin smiled lasciviously, turning his face to the side and staring at Chan with big, bright eyes, his pupils dilated and slightly squinted. Seungmin knew how to get that look just right, begging for cock like the good boy he was for his boyfriend.

- Fuck... i-that's it, fuck... ahnw Chris- he moaned sweetly, his smile slowly fading into a pleasured expression, his eyes downcast and his red mouth open, letting out the most delicious moans Chan had ever heard- fuck... ain- he bit the older man's cheek, his hand on his neck putting more pressure- fuck my pussy.

Chan grunted with the cigarette in his mouth, slapping his full ass with his free hand, the hard slaps hitting Kim's hip, turning him red from the hip down. Chan slipped his hand between Seungmin's legs from the front, quickly circling the swollen clitoris, making Seungmin's body tremble and a cry of pleasure burst from his lips.

Bang threw the cigarette away, not caring that it had fallen on Seungmin's new carpet, fuck, he could buy twenty more just like it. Chan lifted himself off Seungmin, moving his hips quickly and forcefully, his wet cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

Chan gulped for air between his teeth as he felt his pussy clench around his cock and his clit throb uncontrollably in his fingers. At the same time, Seungmin had sunk his face into the pillow, moaning loudly as he came on the older man's cock, his little pussy leaking more and more, wetting the sheets of his bed and his boyfriend's thick fingers.

Chan threw his head back, his movements becoming sloppy as he neared his peak, moaning loudly and hoarsely as his cock pulsed in Seungmin's tight heat, cumming in thick, strong jets of hot cum inside his pathetically whimpering boyfriend. The bigger man bit his lip, his eyebrows furrowed as he stopped moving, gasping for breath and sliding his cock slowly out of Seungmin.

Bang sighed heavily as his cum dripped out of her wide pussy and onto Seungmin's hips. Chan blinked slowly, slipping two fingers inside Seungmin, pushing his cum into her swollen vulva, a viscous ball of goo forming on the spot. Bang patted and squeezed Seungmin's ass, lying down next to her tired, trembling body.

Seungmin breathed deeply, pulling his face away from the pillow and looking at Chan, who stared at him with a smug little smile. Kim wrapped an arm around the older man's neck, clinging to his strong, warm body, the sensation of Chan's cum dripping down his hips making him shiver with pleasure.

- I've put an end to your boredom, princess? - Chan murmured against the younger man's flushed face, who nodded positively with a small smile - Come here - he pulled Seungmin on top of him, wrapping his arms possessively around Seungmin, nuzzling his nose into his boyfriend's silky, slightly damp hair.

Everything was calm after the intense sex they'd had, and would have remained so if Seungmin hadn't focused his eyes on a black dot on his new, white carpet that he'd just bought. Seungmin widened his eyes and snorted loudly, turning his eyes quickly to Chan as he recognized the cigarette butt.

- CHRISTOPHER BANG!

Chan rolled his eyes, suppressing an amused smile, ready to listen to Seungmin complain for several minutes about how his carpet was ruined. Seungmin would make Chan promise to buy him another one, Tea would agree and then shut Seungmin up with a deep kiss and a very well done second round.