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Two circle guards exited the elevator dragging an exhausted, knocked out Sangwoo inside the frontman’s private room. They sat him down on the chair that is facing forward from the couch the frontman sits on. After sitting him down, one of the guards tied both of Sangwoo’s arms behind his back and the other guard covered the man’s eyes with a black silk blindfold. Once the guards were finished with their tasks they returned to the elevator leaving Sangwoo vulnerable sitting in the chair tied up looking like a hostage.
After a few hours of unconsciousness, Sangwoo finally started to slowly wake up from all the suffering he had gone through during the games.
“You’re finally awake.”
Sangwoo was startled from the sudden monotone voice that filled the silence in the room. He tried to move,but he was stranded. His hands were tied up, but not his legs. Although, he still felt uncomfortable in the situation, not being able to move or see. Sangwoo started to panic, his breathing increasing which was not a good option because then he felt his abdomen hurt badly. He tried to calm himself and figure out why and how he is even alive or where he even is.
“Where am I?” He asked, followed by a low grunt. His body was in pain from the last game. He hadn’t had any rest ever since he passed out from that fight with Gihun. Sangwoo then wondered if Gihun was even alive, Sangwoo doesn't remember anything. Although, he hopes he is alive somehow.
“Congratulations for winning the game, you were second place out of five winners.” The Frontman ignored Sangwoo’s question. Sangwoo tried to process that information by being in second place out of five people. He then wondered who won first place and how was the price going to be shared to five people. Sangwoo was flooded with thoughts and questions, however he didn't dare to ask the man any further questions since his first question was ignored. He figured there's no point in asking him more.
Sangwoo stayed silent hearing the unknown man’s movements who was sitting right across from him. The frontman poured himself a glass of whiskey from the table between them. He then took off his mask placing it on the table, took a sip of his whiskey and placed the glass back on the table. Sangwoo was startled by every single noise, not able to predict anything in his surroundings. He was tied up and blindfolded, unaware of what was happening. He couldn’t read what the other man's intentions were, but to only listen and be aware.
Inho stared at Sangwoo, examining him carefully. He looked scared, traumatized, confused, and exhausted as if his body was screaming to be free from this place of a nightmare. lnho felt a drop of guilt, he’s been there, but he brushed it off remembering the purpose of why Sangwoo was brought to him personally. Inho wasted no time and began.
“Cho Sangwoo, 46 years old, was a student of business administration at SNU…” Inho began to read the younger man’s information he had on the table which startled Sangwoo from the sudden talking. Inho smirked, knowing he could be in charge of Sangwoo at any moment. He has Sangwoo at the palm of his hand, loving the advantage.
“I’m just reading your information…you don’t have to be scared.” He looked at Sangwoo’s covered eyes then trailing down to his lips. Those lips were dry, dehydrated perhaps. Inho wanted to just kiss those lips, hydrate them with his saliva and tongue. However, taking such action will only escalate things or even scaring Sangwoo. Inho let out a deep sigh and took another sip from his drink, placing it back on the table. Inho stood up from his couch heading slowly to the other man not wanting to scare him even more than he already was.
Sangwoo tensed when he heard footsteps heading closer to him, the man now invading his personal space. Inho spoke. “I’m not going to kill you, you’re not here for that.” Feeling a gloved hand touch his cheek, Sangwoo flinched from the sudden touch moving his face away from it, but was quickly caught back. Inho placed his thumb on the man’s lips, rubbing gently then digging it in to enter Sangwoo’s mouth.
“Open your mouth.” The older man ordered, but his command was denied by the other. Sangwoo tightened his lips not welcoming Inho’s thumb into his mouth. Inho kept forcing his thumb in until it was finally half in. “Don’t bite, I know you’re smart enough to know that.” He knew Sangwoo was going to fight back.
Sangwoo wasn’t going to give up, he pulled his face away once again, but Inho grabbed him again forcefully this time. He fought back from the sudden force, biting Inho's thumb that intruded his mouth for the second time. Inho hissed, punching Sangwoo knocking him down on the floor. The punch was so hard that it bruised the younger man’s cheek. Sangwoo was now lying on the floor grunting from the sudden harsh punch. He was free, his body wasn't on the chair anymore but hands were still tied up. Sangwoo couldn’t free his hands to fight back, he didn’t have enough strength and he still felt weak.
“I thought you would follow my orders, I guess I thought too high of you. I really don’t want to make this harsh for you, unless you’re into that.” Inho knelt down to Sangwoo’s level. He caressed Sangwoo’s cheek trying to give some sort of comfort on the red burning spot he created. Inho’s hand then trailed up to Sangwoo’s hair brushing his fingers through the messy locks for a second. Sangwoo found it oddly soothing, but not for long. He then felt a grip that made his head move upwards.
“On your knees.” He heard Inho’s command, he tried to somewhat move himself on his knees having his arms tied up on his back.
“Now follow what I say and I will be gentle.” He ordered, letting go of the grip of the younger man’s hair, placing his hand back to his cheek and moving his thumb between his lips. Sangwoo felt the thumb trying to make his way in, this time allowing it. The gloved thumb made its way in making contact with the younger man’s tongue, rubbing it softly and then shoving his thumb deeper to his mouth.
“Ack-.” Sangwoo choked. Inho’s thumb was at the end of Sangwoo’s tongue, causing his head to jerk away from the intrusion. However, Inho kept Sangwoo's head steady, not letting him move away.
Inho continued with what he was doing inside Sangwoo’s mouth. “I’m preparing you, be patient. I told you I don’t want to be rough with you, unless you changed your mind.” Sangwoo heard a hint of eroticism, he had some idea of what was to come. He hoped he was wrong, but the situation he was in was not helping his thoughts. The older man kept playing with Sangwoo’s mouth, moving his thumb in and out gently, provoking some gags from the man knelt before him.
After a few minutes of preparation, lnho finally stopped and pulled his thumb out from the younger man, creating a string of saliva that connected his thumb to Sangwoo’s tongue, until it was cut off due to distance. Inho smirked at the sight, Sangwoo just looked too pretty like this. It was turning Inho on.
“Fuck, you don’t know how patient I’ve been for you, Sangwoo.” Inho was hard, he’s been hard since Sangwoo was obediently taking his thumb into his mouth. He couldn’t wait to have his cock surrounded by Sangwoo’s warm walls. The view of having this man on his knees, tied up and blindfolded was making him aroused.
Inho then grabbed Sangwoo’s head and placed it on his crotch. “You feel this? Look what you have caused.” Sangwoo felt the sudden bulge against his cheek, it was hard, screaming to be released. He was right, his thoughts were correct, he cursed himself for having assumptions and for having a smart brain. His face was now burning with shame, not knowing what to do in this state of his, only to follow orders not wanting to upset the man doing this to him.
Inho knelt to Sangwoo’s level, still grabbing his head with his hand. He moved closer to Sangwoo’s ear and spoke. “I want you to suck my cock. Be good and don’t use your teeth, understand?” After that, he stood up.
Sangwoo was frozen, stunned from what he just heard. He didn’t even nod in response, he was shocked. It was either die or survive the games, but he never thought it would come to this. Getting mouth fucked by someone he doesn’t even know. Did all his sacrifice not pay off? Was it not worth his survival? He thought he got lucky because he survived, but at what cost. He was washed over with many questions and negative thoughts. What did he do to deserve this treatment? Everything he did to survive the games was rewarded by what he is going through right now. Sangwoo was rather disappointed, he was not expecting this to happen to him. Not with this man.
“Don’t be sad, Sangwoo. I promise you’ll enjoy it, I’ll be gentle with you. Besides you are a winner, and winners deserve their prize well given.” Inho purred, comforting the vulnerable man below him. He started to unbutton his slacks and undo his zipper until his pants were loose, but not down. He then lowered the waist band of his boxers, freeing his hard cock to the cold air, giving it a few strokes.
Sangwoo then felt a hand on his nape moving his head closer to the man in front of him. Inho’s dick was now a few inches away from Sangwoo’s mouth ready to invade that virgin mouth and use it as a fuck toy, but Inho promised to be gentle so that will have to be for another time. He wished he could capture this sight and print it to hang it on his wall as if it were a trophy, but he’s going to have to remember it on top of his head and pray to never forget such a beautiful sight. Inho then interrupted his own thoughts and went back to finish what he started.
“Open your mouth for me. Remember what I said Sangwoo, don’t disappoint me.” His tone was demanding, but there was a hint of lust hidden in the serious tone.
Sangwoo took a moment to comply, opening his mouth shyly. Inho saw how he listened to his command, putting a smirk on his face, but he still needed to be more specific with the younger man. Inho moved his hand to Sangwoo’s parted lips, rubbing his thumb on the lower lip.
“Stick out your tongue, jagiya.”
The younger male was not ready for what was to come. He stuck his tongue out with his mouth half opened. With one hand Inho held Sangwoo’s head in place with the other he slowly moved his cock to Sangwoo’s opened mouth. Inho’s cock slowly entered the man’s mouth followed by a small moan as he felt the tip entering the younger man’s warm walls. Inho cursed under his breath, his intrusive thoughts were taking over him, he just wanted to shove his cock deep into Sangwoo’s throat and fuck him mercilessly. However, he made a promise to make it enjoyable. Sangwoo has suffered enough from the games, it would be cruel to fuck his throat raw causing immense pain that he had already been through. Instead, Inho fought himself to be calm and gentle to the man who won second place. Besides, this wasn’t about him, it was about Sangwoo.
On the contrary, Sangwoo was not enjoying this at all. Not a single bit.
His mouth was stretched even more when he felt the cock’s head intrude his mouth, slowly. His jaw was already aching in pain, he could not take more length than he already had in his mouth. How big is this man? Sangwoo thought, can this man really be this big? He for sure knew his mouth was not created for this type of stuff. Sangwoo then felt the older man’s hand steady his head when he began to move deeper. Inho moved once again, pushing his length further into Sangwoo’s mouth. Sangwoo began to choke on the man’s cock, he tried to move his head away, but the hand behind his head kept him steady, unable to take out the huge cock he had inside his mouth. On the other hand, Inho didn’t stop. He kept pushing more inside Sangwoo’s mouth, but the younger man just couldn’t take it anymore. Sangwoo began to struggle, he knew what he was about to do was not very smart of him, but he just couldn’t bear the pain, making his eyes start filling with tears. Sangwoo was going to very regret what he was about to do, but he will have to accept the consequences of his actions.
Inho hissed at the feeling of teeth brushing against his length. As soon as Sangwoo felt the hand behind his head loose grip he moved his head away from the man’s cock instantly followed by coughing from Sangwoo as soon as his mouth was free from such a big intrusion.
“I’m sorry I- didn’t mean to-.” Sangwoo was interrupted by the older man, preparing himself for a scold or a painful punishment.
“Sangwoo-ya, it’s okay…I figured this would happen.” He chuckled softly. Inho then reached into his pocket grabbing a gag. The gag was “O” shaped, Inho looked at the toy for a moment then to Sangwoo’s mouth.
“Although, I didn’t think I would use it. I thought too high of you, thinking you would handle me perfectly.” Inho smirked. Then he placed his hand under Sangwoo’s chin, caressing his bottom lip. “But I’m glad you couldn’t handle it, because I get to see you with this gag inside your pretty little mouth.”
Sangwoo froze from the sudden information and compliment he heard from the older man. Sangwoo didn’t get time to react when he felt the toy open his mouth to the point it was fully open with his tongue laying out in the air. He was already drooling, feeling the wet liquid drip down to his chin. Sangwoo felt even more vulnerable than he already was.
“Now how’s that, Sangwoo?.” Inho cooed, his eyes were blessed from such a erotic sight.
Sangwoo couldn’t speak, his mouth was wide open as if he was in the dentist. Inho couldn’t help give his cock a few strokes to what his eyes were witnessing. It was just too perfect for him, he wished he could just ram his dick inside so hard until he came filling Sangwoo’s throat with his thick seed. Of course he couldn’t do that to him, remembering his promise he made to the younger man.
“I promise I’ll be gentle, trust me.” Sangwoo just stayed silent, only letting hot breaths out of his gaping mouth. Inho placed his hand on Sangwoo’s nape once again and pushed it towards his cock. The tip of his cock entered the warm walls slowly once again, his cock twitched, feeling the warm welcome that he was waiting so patiently.
“F..fuck, haah…you feel so fucking good.” Inho moaned, now his length was half way inside Sangwoo’s mouth fighting the urge to just shove his whole dick in and start thrusting rapidly.
Although Sangwoo was doing a good job, he was not pleased at all having a dick half way inside his mouth. His mouth was aching in pain from his skin stretching uncomfortably, he was holding his tears with his eyes shut tightly. Sangwoo tried to adjust when he felt his head being pushed further, now having Inho’s cock shoved entirely inside his throat. His lips were at the base of the man’s cock feeling the pubes brush his nose. The scent was rather strong, but was not bad. It smelled like mint soap with a hint of charcoal. Sangwoo was at least grateful the man who was about to fuck his mouth showered and it was clean. As if he prepared himself for this moment. Sangwoo’s thoughts then were interrupted by the voice of the older man.
“You’re doing so well, I’m proud of you, Sangwoo-ya.” Inho barely spoke between breaths. He couldn't wait any longer and with no sudden warning he moved his hips out and thrusted back in. Sangwoo choked, his grunts were muffled, sending waves of shock to Inho's cock whenever he thrust back inside to Sangwoo’s wet and warm mouth.
Inho moved his hips ever so slowly, wanting Sangwoo to adjust to his length. Although, for Sangwoo it was hard to endure such a huge length even if Inho was thrusting slowly. Inho noticed that Sangwoo was rather struggling with the slow thrusts, he didn’t feel bad for him, but he found it rather pleasing watching him in such a beautiful state. Growing a little impatient, Inho thrusted his hips a little faster grabbing a chunk of Sangwoo’s hair bobbing his head matching to his thrusts. Sangwoo’s heart began to race, he was not prepared from the sudden increase of speed. Every choke, grunt, and struggled moan that came from Sangwoo’s mouth only made Inho feel even more pleased, causing some moans and breaths to escape his mouth. Hearing such erotic sounds penetrate Sangwoo’s ears only made the situation worse. His body was betraying his mind, he was getting hard. He felt ashamed, he couldn’t believe his body was reacting such a filthy way from hearing moans, male moans to be exact.
Inho’s grip became firm and harsh bobbing Sangwoo’s head to his cock, also his thrusts became faster and rougher hitting the back of Sangwoo’s throat when thrusting in and pushing his head deep into his cock.
“Shh..Shibal, Sangwoo, you’re taking me so damn well. I can’t help it, I’ve been patient enough.” Moans and breaths escaped Inho’s mouth. He’s been desperate and patient enough at the same time, with no other thought he grabbed Sangwoo’s head with both hands and thrusted his hips all the way in and out. His thrusts were harsh and brusquely, he wasn’t holding back anymore and was not planning to do so until he reached his climax. Sangwoo on the other hand, was going through hell and back. All he could do was hope that this man didn't end up ripping his mouth apart, he was just too huge for his mouth. Tears were begging to be spilled, but he kept his eyes severally shut. This torture kept going for like five minutes straight, Inho was desperately searching for his release. He already wanted to fill Sangwoo’s throat with his thick cum. Trying not to pass out from the lack of air, Sangwoo tried his best to breathe through his nose, but it was just too difficult with the man’s brutal thrusts.
After a while, but to Sangwoo it felt like an eternity. Inho’s thrust became unsteady and a bit slower, Sangwoo knew the man was close, hoping that at least this man would pull out before his release, but his faith wasn’t high enough to reach the gates of heaven.
“I’m so close…” He warned, his words filled with lust and soft breaths. Now holding the man’s head below him with one hand and increasing his thrusts slightly reaching for his release. Sangwoo was growing tired. His mind was becoming blurry, at this point he wasn’t feeling any pain from the harsh intrusion. His mouth was already numb, he just wanted the man to release so this could be finally over. He felt ashamed, scarred for the rest of his life for letting this happen in the first place. If only…
“Sangwoo, hah…you’ve been so good….to me. Here’s your reward.” With no second warning Inho grabbed Sangwoo’s head once again with both hands giving a few thrusts until he felt his release shoot out with one last deep thrust and pushed Sangwoo’s head deep into his cock. Sangwoo had no choice, but to swallow the older man’s sperm. It was thick and milky, making Sangwoo gag because of the grand amount that flowed down his throat. Inho thrusted a few more times milking every single drop of cum into Sangwoo’s mouth.
Inho exhaled from his immense release, before taking out his cock from the warm walls he admired such a beautiful sight that was below him. Sangwoo was sweaty, hair messed up, his eyes covered up, not to mention his face was red, his cheeks painted with a reddish blush all the way to his ears. His lips were swollen, covered with saliva that was also escaping to the outside of his mouth. He looked so majestic, knowing that he ruined him so bad, but also perfectly to his liking.
Inho pulled out his limp cock out of the younger man’s mouth, creating a thread of creamy mixed with saliva that connected his dick with Sangwoo’s tongue as if it meant that it belonged inside Sangwoo’s warm walls. Sangwoo missed the feeling of emptiness, he tried to close his mouth, but was quickly denied by the gag he still had keeping it wide open. His abused mouth was already exhausted, he could feel his teeth hurting from biting the metal of the gag for a long period of time. He just wanted to pass out and wish the best for himself.
“I’m so sorry, Sangwoo. I just couldn’t contain myself, you were so perfect obeying my commands and looking so pretty for me, my love.” Inho cooed at the last phrase.
Sangwoo didn’t know if he should feel proud for doing what he was told or feel disgusted by the compliment and the “sweet” nickname. He felt used, disgusted, ashamed, and many other emotions that shattered his dignity in pieces, but such emotions were erased by Inho. Sangwoo felt a hand rub his cheek showing comfort, he then remembered he was punched guessing the mark was no longer red, but a different color that probably made the older man concerned. After a session of gently rubbing he then felt the hand move to his nape taking off the gag slowly loosening his jaw. Once the gag was removed Sangwoo moaned at the feeling of freedom of his mouth from being wide open. He coughed a little still feeling the after taste of cum on his tongue and on the back of his throat. Sangwoo still was on his knees, panting and sweating although it felt cold inside Inho’s room. It hurt to swallow, not as much, but luckily it didn’t burn his throat. He started to feel dizzy, wanting to fall asleep. After what he just went through, his body was begging to lay on a bed and fall asleep until his body felt better. Not knowing that his wish was a command, he felt his body rock sideways until he felt he was falling.
Inho caught him by his shoulders, keeping him steady from falling. Sangwoo’s weight was now in Inho’s hands, now it was time to take care of what he tore down inside the vulnerable man. Inho carefully lowered down Sangwoo and picked him up bridal style heading to his bed. He then slowly placed him down to the soft comfortable bed, sinking down to the mattress as soon as Sangwoo’s body made contact on the bed. After that, Inho moved the man’s body, wanting him to be as comfortable as he can get.
Inho then got on the bed positioning himself between Sangwoo’s legs moving them apart slowly.
“W-What are you doing?” Sangwoo panicked, his heart started pounding as if it was going to burst out of his chest. His breaths became heavy, fear building up rapidly. He just wanted to rest, to be all over, done, finish, but his luck said otherwise. Tears started to form, but we’re in vain since his eyes were covered ever since this shit of a nightmare started.
“Sangwoo breath. I’m not going to hurt you anymore. You did so well for me I mean it. Also, it looks like you were also having fun.” Inho smirked, his tone filled with arousal.
Sangwoo’s realization hit him like a dagger penetrating his stomach. He had forgotten he was bricked, he was so focused on breathing when he was getting mouth fucked that he forgot his dick was hard and pulsing screaming for attention. The feeling of sin and shame washed over him once again, making him feel guilty to such atrocious actions done by a male making his body act against his will.
“Let me take care of you know, okay? I know what I did was wrong, fucking your mouth mercilessly. I scold myself for breaking my promise, but now I will pay it off by satisfying your needs. Like I said you are one of the winners and winners deserve their prize well given. This is for you, it’s about you, not me, Sangwoo.”
Sangwoo did not give a single care in the world about Inho’s little speech. He didn’t care about breaking his stupid little promise, he didn’t care he used him, he didn’t care about the stinging pain inside his throat, he did not care. He just didn’t care. But he was lying to himself just as Inho lied that this was about Sangwoo and not him. If it really was about Sangwoo, he wouldn't have done the things he did to the vulnerable younger man. Sangwoo could’ve begged for mercy to please stop what he was doing, but he didn’t, he was too smart for that. He knew his begs and cries would have been in vain, so he just didn’t try. He thought if he followed thoroughly, like a wise person would’ve done, that it would be over, but I guess he wasn’t smart enough to even think about how it could've gone. He wanted to cry, to spill his tears he has been holding onto dear life for a long time, but he couldn’t look even more pathetic than he already was.
Sangwoo was then startled, causing him to wake up from his thoughts coming back to reality. Inho moved closer to Sangwoo, placing his hands on Sangwoo’s knees moving them slightly apart, but were closed again by Sangwoo.
“I’m not going to hurt you.” His tone was gentle, covered with honey as if his voice changed to a different person, unknown to Sangwoo’s ears. “It seems you have a problem down there, I only want to help get rid of it, I know it hurts to have such a hard issue seeking release as soon as possible.” He stated, they both knew they were right, but Sangwoo wasn’t going to give in. Although, his hard issue was indeed in pain.
“It will go down- just, give me a few minutes.”Sangwoo protested. He sat there, listening to what Sangwoo thought would work. Silence started to fill between both of them making the air tense and a little awkward.
“Sangwoo-ya, it’s literally throbbing.” Inho broke the silence, irritating Sangwoo.
“Stop looking at it! Just- f…fuck…give me a moment.” It hurt, it hurt like shit, but Sangwoo was still stubborn not letting the older man help him. Grunts escaped Sangwoo’s mouth, the pain was unbearable making his breathing heavy.
“Sangwoo, let me help you. Please.” There was no trace of desperation or impatience, but concern. This time he sounded genuine, no tricks, no schemes, nothing, but pure honesty. Sangwoo caught that, the way he said it, his tone, it sounded trusting, but still wasn’t sure if he should trust him after what he had done to him, but somehow this time it sounded as if he were to keep his promise. Sangwoo was smart, but his trust issues was what made him stumble in life. He didn’t want to give in, but like the saying says:
“Everyone deserves a second chance.”
Although Sangwoo still wasn’t sure, the pain was so insufferable that made him not doubt any longer. Sangwoo shyly parted his legs slightly, showing the older man that he finally agreed to his help. In return, Inho gave a gentle smile.
“You’re not going to regret your decision, I’ll make you feel so good that you wish you agreed to me from the start.” He stated. Inho moved closer between Sangwoo’s legs. Sangwoo started having second thoughts to what he just agreed on, he still didn’t fully trust this man, but had some hope that this time he would keep his word. He just wanted the older man to solve his aching, throbbing pain, tent shaped boner. He was growing impatient.
“Just get it done, fast.” Sangwoo scoffed.
“Oh, Sangwoo. You won’t feel pleased with a fast ejaculation. You won’t even release half of your sperm. You need to feel pleasure in order to get everything out, every single drop, and to do that you need to build up stimulation. Don’t worry though, I know how I will handle you perfectly. You’ll even thank me later.” Sangwoo tried his hardest not to chuckle to the older man’s words, he only rolled his eyes not believing a single word he heard come out his mouth. Inho moved closer to Sangwoo, now their bodies connecting like a puzzle. Sangwoo tried to scoot away, but was caught by two large hands gripping his waist.
“Don’t run away, Sangwoo-ya. Trust me.” And with that, Sangwoo felt wet lips meet his. His body jolted from the unexpected action from Inho, his mouth felt hungry against Sangwoo’s closed lips. Feeling the man’s tongue asking for permission to get in, Sangwoo kept his lips shut, not accepting his request. Inho noticed, he moved his hand down to meet Sangwoo’s erection giving it a firm grip, making him gasp loudly. Inho then invaded his tongue into warm walls, he started to kiss him deeply, hungry at the same time, but passionate. Sangwoo melted into the kiss, he was surprised the man was talented and experienced in kissing. All Sangwoo could do was keep his lips open, allowing Inho to do his magic.
Inho started massaging Sangwoo’s hardened cock, causing the younger man’s moans to escape his beautiful mouth. Sangwoo was now a mess, moaning against Inho’s make out session. Not just the cock massaging caused Sangwoo to moan, but also the way Inho brushed his tongue against his. Their tongues were dancing passionately, with a hint of hunger, mostly from Inho. Sangwoo tried to follow his movements, but were obviously uncoordinated from Inho’s. It felt like asking their partner to dance, but the one getting asked, didn’t actually know how to dance. It sounded rather funny inside Sangwoo’s mind, feeling embarrassed that he does not know how to make out with someone, or to kiss in general.
For a moment Sangwoo forgot what his goal was, until he felt a large hand slide under his pants wrapping his fingers around Sangwoo’s length. The older man’s fingers felt cold, squirming at the touch against his burning member. He quickly realized the man’s glove was off, when did he even take off his glove? Sangwoo was so lost in thought, that didn’t realize Inho stopped making out with him.
“What’s going through your mind Sangwoo? You seem lost in thought.” His tone was sweet, caring, covered with honey, sounding soothing to Sangwoo’s ears. However, Sangwoo was not going to return the “sweet tone” to the older man.
“I just want to releasinish already.” He responded irritated and impatient.
Inho snickered at Sangwoo's response. He is still acting stubborn, he found it funny and cute at the same time. Inho then agreed towards Sangwoo’s wish being Inho’s command. Although, Inho was going to prove Sangwoo wrong that you can’t just rush things anticipating it to go how you want.
“Your wish is my command Sangwoo, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He replied, already knowing it will not go how Sangwoo wants it.
Taking out his hand under Sangwoo’s pants moving it towards the buttons, undoing them. Then he undid the zipper, giving an open window to Sangwoo’s boxers. Inho then gripped Sangwoo’s slacks with both hands, pulling them down half way to the younger man’s thigh, enough to show his boxes, also revealing Sangwoo’s hard boner. Sangwoo felt the cool air penetrate his skin, giving him chills, shivering slightly. He bit his lip, feeling nervous, but he was ready to finally have his release he has been impatiently waiting for.
Inho slid his hand back into Sangwoo’s boxers, gripping slightly the desperate man’s cock. Taking the length out, finally free from the boxers keeping it captive. Sangwoo shivered as the cold air brushed against his burning cock. Inho wrapped his fingers gently and started bobbing his hand slowly, then massaging the head with his thumb. Inho awed, Sangwoo’s dick was pretty to his gaze. The tip was peachy pink with a blush of red, since it has been desperately waiting to have a release, screening to be touched. The length was the same color as Sangwoo's thighs, but also mixed with red. The size though, it was long, but not longer than Inho’s, neither the thickness. Inho’s was thick, Sangwoo’s was more slim, but somewhat thick as well. Inho was still moving his hand at the same pace, slow and gentle, taking its time. Sangwoo, though, was not happy with the gentle strokes. He was growing increasingly frustrated, he just wanted it to be done, over, finished. He didn’t care at this point what he was to do to find his release as soon as possible.
“Sir, faster- please!” Sangwoo choked at his demand. He was burning in shame, but he didn’t care anymore. He was growing extremely desperate.
“Sir?.” Inho snickered, stopping his movements. He found it cute hearing the sudden formality coming from the younger man. Inho moved closer to Sangwoo, his lips almost touching Sangwoo’s.
“Sangwoo you don’t have to be formal, we’re more close than hookers on the streets selling their bodies to strangers, there’s no need to be formal here, jagiya.” Sangwoo could feel the man’s breath brushing against his lips, almost magnetically pulling his lips towards the older man.
“You can call me hyung or oppa if you want.” Inho suggested with a painted smirk on his face. Inho then moved his head towards the crook of Sangwoo’s neck, kissing it passionately.
However, Sangwoo did not like the idea. He was not calling this man hyung, even less oppa. Even so, Sangwoo was still desperate to release for once. He needed attention, his throbbing dick needed attention to be exact. He just couldn’t think straight, he couldn’t doubt his thoughts, all he could do was take quick action and swallow his shame. Still, he wanted to at least try to reason with the man.
“I can’t just call you hyung.” Sangwoo insisted. They weren’t even sharing a bond that united them both. It wasn’t even genuine, it wasn’t special like Sangwoo’s real hyung.
“Then call me oppa, I don’t mind.” He smiled, still kissing Sangwoo’s neck, moving a little higher almost to the man’s jaw. Sangwoo moaned at the sudden bite followed by a wet tongue brushing against the now created hickey. His body was feeling pleased, moans unwillingly escaping Sangwoo’s mouth, but his lower body was still aching for attention, almost neglected. He couldn’t bear it anymore, so he did what he had to do.
“Fine. I’ll say it, just do your job. Please.” His words were demanding, yet his begging was covered with sweet desperation. Inho loved that from him.
“Say it.” He commanded, stopping his kisses from Sangwoo’s skin. He moved his head looking now at Sangwoo’s face.
“What?” Sounding hazy.
“Use your words, jagiya.” His tone was sweet and gentle. Still looking at Sangwoo’s confused face.
Sangwoo gulped. His chest was rising up and down due to breathing nervously. The silence started to get loud until Sangwoo decided to end it.
“Hyung. Please, h-help me release.”
Finally he used his breath, Sangwoo felt immensely embarrassed. His face was burning from embarrassment. Although, using his words will finally grant his desire to come. He hoped to release as soon as the older man gave him a couple of fast jerks. Although, it hurt too much, almost unbearable. After Inho heard those beautiful words come out of Sangwoo’s mouth he smiled, pleased at the younger’s begging.
“Your wish is my command.” He kissed Sangwoo’s lips once last time. Sangwoo felt the man leave his lips, as if he was leaving him unattended, but he was obviously wrong.
Inho moved his hand back to the throbbing, screaming in pain for attention, the younger man’s cock. He wrapped his fingers feeling the burning sensation against his finger tips. Sangwoo moaned at the cold touch wrap around his burning cock, it felt good, fresh. Inho then, with no other warning he bobbed his hand fast, knowing how desperate Sangwoo was. The younger man writhed from the sudden fast movements, filling the room with moans and whimpers. Inho was enjoying the sight, such a beautiful sight before him. He couldn’t be more grateful that destiny was on his side, and he will appreciate every second of what his eyes were witnessing, such heavenly painting created by angels themselves. Both men almost shared the same pleasure, but Sangwoo needed more, he was craving even more friction, harder, faster. It wasn’t enough for him, so he took matters into his own hands not caring what he was about to do, but it will haunt his mind forever.
Sangwoo started bucking his hips desperately trying to match Inho’s jerking. Inho noticed quickly, putting a smirk on his face. Inho thought Sangwoo was either really desperate, or he was close. He then fastened jerking off Sangwoo’s cock, which Sangwoo also did, bucking his hips faster chasing for his release.
“Desperate aren’t we? Are you close to cumming?” He asked, his voice still gentle, but with a drop of lust hidden within. Sangwoo nodded his head quickly, he was also moaning a lot. His voice filled the room, he couldn’t control his moans anymore, Sangwoo now sounded like a desperate slut in heat. He could feel his climax close, but mostly pain which wasn’t pleasurable at all. Inho kept bobbing his hand rapidly while Sangwoo also kept thrusting his hips upwards. However, it wasn’t enough for the desperate man. He felt his climax gone due to the immense pain he started feeling in his cock, he just couldn’t bear it anymore. His thrusts became slow and uncoordinated, his body now trembling.
“I can’t! I can’t cum- it’s not enough!” Sangwoo cried, panicking too. His eyes started to water. He couldn’t hold on to them anymore, his tears flowed down his cheeks like little rivers on naked dry land. Inho noticed the poor man crying, he moved closer kissing those tears off, licking them as well. Inho was still jerking him off fast.
“Don’t worry Sangwoo, I have an idea.” He whispered, his lips against Sangwoo’s.
Inho then moved away from Sangwoo, trailing downwards until he met Sangwoo’s agonizing cock. With no warning at all, Inho started licking the tip of the younger man’s cock. Licking it up and down, and around the tip.
“Wait- What are you— Aah! Stop! It feels weird!” Sangwoo cried out from the sudden feeling of a wet tongue brushing the tip of his cock. However, Inho did hear Sangwoo’s complaint, but he did not stop. He kept licking the tip everywhere, his movements were experienced causing Sangwoo to moan louder. The older man then licked the length, down to the base then back up to the tip. He kept doing that a few times rapidly, causing Sangwoo’s hips to buck on their own. Inho noticed the sudden action, so he took it to the next step. Inho took Sangwoo’s cock into his own warm walls, causing the younger man to choke out a moan. It was unexpected, too much for Sangwoo’s pleasure, but he did not give in, not yet. Feeling the warm walls wrap around his cock, sucking and bobbing to his length. He couldn’t stay still, he fucked Inho’s throat desperately, chasing his release, needy, and uncoordinated. Sangwoo was drowned with shame once again, but this time he didn’t care at all. He just wanted to cum for his own sake, to stop the feeling of pain throbbing his cock making him go crazy.
Sangwoo kept bucking his desperately, fucking Inho’s mouth like he did with Sangwoo’s mouth. In this case, Inho could handle Sangwoo’s cock and thrusts unlike inexperienced, but smart Sangwoo. Inho was getting a little too excited seeing how the younger man was fucking his mouth extremely desperately, he was starting to get hard. Again.
Sangwoo kept thrusting his hips, gaining speed, while he was growing tired, but frustrated that he still couldn’t cum. Inho quickly noticed how Sangwoo gained speed, but his legs were shaking. Not as if he was about to cum, but that he was tired of bucking his hips desperately. Inho took matters into his own hands, picking up Sangwoo’s legs by the calf and placing them on his shoulders, one leg on each side. He placed his hands on the curve of Sangwoo’s back, keeping the man balanced. With no other thought, Inho kept doing his job, blowing Sangwoo until he finally reached his release.
Lucky for Sangwoo, this position was to his advantage. Sweet moans flood the room, changing the environment to something different that Sangwoo couldn’t quite catch. Feeling Inho’s experienced blow job working his cock, Sangwoo felt closer to his release, this time not feeling agony, but actual pleasure. Inho noticed that Sangwoo’s moans were sweet, almost woman-like. He knew Sangwoo was close, feeling his cock pulse against his tongue, also the younger man’s body was squirming with his legs shaking as well. Inho kept blowing him, quickening his pace, causing Sangwoo to cry out moans, this was music to Inho’s ears.
“Hyung- I’m so close! Please don’t—stop!” Sangwoo choked out a moan, his tone sounding like crying.
Corresponding to Sangwoo’s lovely cry, Inho bobbed his head a few times then took Sangwoo’s cock to the base keeping it inside his mouth. He worked his tongue around the length while also making sucking sounds that made the younger man’s cock vibrate with pleasure. With no warning in advance, Sangwoo’s body tensed. Inho felt the sudden tense, he kept his head deep inside Sangwoo’s cock, still sucking waiting for Sangwoo to release.
Sangwoo couldn’t take it anymore, feeling a knot in his stomach ready to finally release after a long period of waiting impatiently. Sangwoo finally came, followed by a loud grunt. He arched his back making his cock touch the back of Inho’s throat. Inho’s face was now deep into Sangwoo’s pelvis. His pubes brushed against the older man’s nose, his scent was strong. He smelt dirty, sweat mixed with days without showering. However, Inho’s face did not show discomfort or disgust, his levels of arousal and obsession did not make him care about Sangwoo’s strong scent. It was rather unique to Inho’s sense. Inho kept bobbing his head, milking every drop of semen that had been waiting desperately inside Sangwoo’s cock. Sangwoo’s vision went blurry, almost passing out from the immense release. Inho took Sangwoo’s cock out of his mouth, trailing his tongue until it reached the tip, giving it a peck as if saying goodbye. The older man then moved his body, on top of the younger spent man, caressing his cheek trying to comfort him from all the pain and pleasure he had gone through. Inho admired the state Sangwoo was in. He looked tired, exhausted, and his breathing was messy. Sangwoo was just too perfect, too beautiful, too much for a man like Inho.
“You alright, jagiya?” Inho asked, his tone gentle and caring. The feeling felt genuine, almost as if both of them were waiting for this moment for so long, but in reality they were just strangers who started to become close through sexual activity. Sangwoo moved his head as if to make eye contact with the man above him, but his eyes were blinded by the black silk blindfold. Sangwoo then nodded his head to Inho’s question, also, feeling the soft caress on his cheek from the older man, giving in to the touch.
“Thank you, hyung.” Sangwoo thanked him, not knowing that Inho was right from the start. His voice sounded tired, but he added that sweet tone that made Inho smile, giving Sangwoo a kiss. While Inho was kissing him, their bodies were so close, almost as if they were to fuse together. Sangwoo was bent, he didn’t feel uncomfortable though, but rather turned on that he could be bent like that. The younger man then felt something rub against his thigh, his mind clicked instantly thinking of what it might be.
“Are you…hard?” Breaking the kiss he questioned the man on top of him.
“Don’t worry about it, I’ve already had my release. It’s just this is too much for me, you’re too much for me Sangwoo.” Inho replied in a seductive way, causing Sangwoo to blush a little. Sangwoo felt a little bad, although that wasn’t the only thing that took over his mind. Arousal joined Sangwoo’s game. He blamed the man for doing all these things that caused him to get turned on. At first he wasn’t enjoying it at all, but as they went further into it Sangwoo was getting second thoughts. After a few minutes of Sangwoo having wet ideas of what could happen next, his thoughts then got interrupted by constant jerking wet sounds from the older man.
“What are you doing?” Sangwoo asked.
“I’m seeking my release, again. Don’t worry you’re done for today. This might take a while.” Inho moved away from Sangwoo, but still seeking his climax by having a beautiful sight from the younger man lying in bed. However, Sangwoo wasn’t gonna lie there. He wanted to return the favor, he already felt satisfied, but he also wanted to feel how it would be to get fucked by the so experienced older man. With no other thought entering Sangwoo’s mind he gained bravery and spoke.
“Hyung. I want you to fuck me.” He ordered. Inho’s strokes stopped at the sudden command, not believing what his own ears had caught coming out from the younger man’s mouth.
“Haven’t you had enough? Are you not pleased yet?” The older man asked with a gentle tone. He moved closer to Sangwoo as if their bodies craved to be connected. Sangwoo snickered at the question, he was indeed needy for more. However, he also wanted to return the favor for taking care of his release. It felt so good to Sangwoo.
“It’s not that. I want to return the favor for…you know, helping me cum.” Sangwoo genuinely replied, feeling a little embarrassed trying to smile softly. Inho smiled in awe, his whole gaze filled with adoration towards Sangwoo’s words and pretty features. He moved closer to Sangwoo, giving him a kiss, almost passionately causing Sangwoo to chase the touch when Inho broke the kiss leaving him wanting more.
“There’s no need to return the favor Sangwoo—.” He said softly, but then got interrupted by the younger man.
“Please. Hyung, let me… do this.” Sangwoo kept insisting, sounding more desperate this time. Inho admired his determination, it was cute to Inho’s eyes. With no other pout coming out from Sangwoo, Inho consented to his desire. However, he wasn’t gonna comply easily. He’s going to make Sangwoo beg for it even more, until it makes Inho want to fuck him mercilessly.
“Fine. Say it like you mean it.” Inho’s order was coldly hidden with sweet and lustful words. Sangwoo only got even more shy than he already was. This man couldn’t make the situation even worse, but Sangwoo wasted no time and followed along.
“Please, I crave your touch, I need you. Hyung, I beg for your attention, please.” Sangwoo pleaded.
That was enough for Inho to get matters into his own hands. The younger’s voice was sweet, pleasing, filled with lust. It drove Inho crazy, not wasting more time he began to grant Sangwoo’s desire. Inho took off his long coat, tossing it to the side of the bed. Next, his turtle long sleeve dropped off next to the coat. His muscles flexed, the frontman was pretty fit for his age. Inho still felt his body filled with heat, having half of his body naked being touched by cold air from his room. However, Sangwoo was missing the best part, his eyes were still covered by a blindfold making him a little nervous. After Inho was freed by his top garments, it was Sangwoo’s turn. Sangwoo was already half naked, only from the bottom though. Although Inho wanted to see Sangwoo completely exposed, naked, looking vulnerable to Inho’s eyes. The older man grabbed Sangwoo’s slacks where they were left at, pulling them off until they were out the younger’s legs dropping them with the other clothes. Inho inhaled deeply, his breath shaky from the beautiful sight he had. Inho was already mouth watering, yet Sangwoo wasn’t fully naked. He then grabbed Sangwoo’s legs, placing them on his shoulders, one on each side.
“So pretty, just for me.” His voice filled with thirst and hunger, covered with lust.
Sangwoo shivered, feeling the older man’s breath brush one of his legs. Inho began kissing the leg, followed by a bite and a tongue caress. After finishing the mark on Sangwoo’s leg, Inho moved closer to him, bending Sangwoo’s body half way. Inho glanced at the younger man’s face, covered with red blush and sweat. He looked so pretty in Inho's eyes. After a minute of admiring Sangwoo’s face, Inho began to unbutton the younger male dress shirt, the finalist fit in other words. When Inho first saw him with the tuxedo he couldn’t help, but to fantasize about undressing him, all to himself.
Once all the buttons were undone he couldn’t stop himself from admiring that body of Sangwoo. It wasn’t well fit like his, but average. His stomach and abdomen were soft looking, well taken care of. However, it was covered by sweat, dirt, dry blood, and some healed scars. Such lovely, smooth skin was hidden by filth caused by the traumatic games. Inho came closer, almost caressing the man’s stomach with his lips. Inho’s breath was hot brushing against the soft skin, almost like Inho was holding himself from digging in his teeth into the glorious meal sitting on a silver platter.
He couldn’t hold back anymore, he had to taste his food that was sent to him personally. Inho licked the skin, he dragged his tongue against the dirty skin as if he was cleaning the filth, trauma, crimes, and wrong doings. However, Sangwoo was a squirmy mess. The younger couldn’t stay still, every drag of the older man’s tongue made him arch or squirm. It was a weird sensation, almost ticklish, although to Sangwoo’s craving it felt rather pleasing. Inho kept licking everywhere, every side, every curve, anywhere he could lick. He then started kissing, he kissed the younger’s belly, then his right side curve, next the left one, and finally the lower part of Sangwoo’s chest. Inho paused for a moment looking at Sangwoo’s covered eyes, he was grateful that Sangwoo couldn’t watch how desperately Inho was acting. Inho’s eyes seemed like puppy eyes waiting to get his treat from behaving well. Although desire wasn’t the only thing inside Inho’s gaze there was also lust, need, and want. Inho didn’t just crave this man, he wanted to conquer him, make him his, to own him, only for him and no one else to share or use.
After getting lost in thought Inho proceeded to kiss the man’s body, but this time moving forward to Sangwoo’s chest. He opened the gap from the shirt wider revealing Sangwoo’s tits fully. The younger shivered suddenly, unaware from the sudden action. His breath hitched, Sangwoo was growing a little nervous feeling his heart pounding. Inho liked the view, Sangwoo’s chest was rising and falling, breathing rapidly from the nervousness. Inho didn't want to catch him off guard, but he did. The older man dug in, kissing the middle part of the younger tits, sliding up to Sangwoo’s collarbone. He didn’t just kiss the man’s chest, he groped Sangwoo’s tit as well. Sangwoo yelped from the sudden groping, however Inho did not stop, he wanted to hear what other sounds he could cause from just kissing and groping the younger man’s beautiful chest.
Sangwoo was already moaning like a slut it was too much for his body to handle. All the kisses, licks and bite marks Inho was leaving on his neck trailing down to his chest and nipples, his most sensitive part. Inho kept biting and sucking on one nipple while the other was getting pinched, provoking moans out of Sangwoo’s mouth making Inho even more aroused. Inho trailed down Sangwoo’s abdomen kissing and leaving bite marks claiming what is his.
Sangwoo was now enjoying this because the tables have turned to his liking. It was about him. It was his turn to feel pleased. It sounds rather selfish, but at least Sangwoo was enjoying his reward of being second place for winning the games. Sangwoo was expecting to win money, no denying that. He never thought he would blow someone or get fucked. He still didn’t know who was the man doing all this nasty stuff to him, but he for sure knows how to please Sangwoo. He wondered how the unknown man might look, his mind filled with curiosity.
Inho stopped kissing Sangwoo’s lower abdomen and moved away reaching to the drawer next to his bed. He opened it and took out a bottle of lube. Inho then came back to Sangwoo moving his legs to get in a comfortable position between him. Inho coated his finger with enough lube to make it easy to slide inside Sangwoo’s hole.
“I'm going to prepare you now, okay?” Inho warned.
Sangwoo took a deep breath and nodded in response. Inho moved his finger inside slowly not wanting to hurt Sangwoo, Inho wanted to make this as pleasant as possible. Sangwoo wined at the intrusion of the older man's thick and long finger. Inho waited until Sangwoo felt comfortable then he began to move it around Sangwoo’s walls. He began to squirm from the movements. This was new to him, he had never experienced anything sexual with anyone, Sangwoo was such a needy virgin in life. Inho was about to change that soon.
Inho added a second finger covered with lube and began to expand Sangwoo’s hole. Sangwoo hissed, squirming to the weird feeling yet pleasurable. Inho moved closer to Sangwoo’s ear telling him to relax and other stuff to calm him down. Although Sangwoo wasn't in pain he felt rather filled having two thick fingers stretching his entrance. The lube made Inho's fingers stretch him easily without causing pain to Sangwoo. Inho kept sliding his fingers in and out and scissoring the younger man's entrance, thrusting his fingers deep and curling them until Inho brushed a certain spot inside Sangwoo that made him moan beautifully.
“You like it when I touch you here, hm?” Inho cooed. He kept rubbing that spot repeatedly, making Sangwoo moan even more. Inho loved how Sangwoo sounded and knowing that it was him who made him sound so pretty, just for himself.
Sangwoo began to see stars with every stroke that brushed over his sweet spot. His body craved more making it arch in response, it just felt too good for him to handle. Sangwoo’s moans flooded the room Sangwoo blushed from embarrassment, however Inho loved hearing Sangwoo’s pretty voice in such a lustful way. Inho’s greed increased and he couldn't contain himself anymore so he decided to try another method he had in mind. Inho took out his wet fingers out of Sangwoo’s hole leaving it unattended for a moment. A wine escaped from Sangwoo’s mouth from the sudden lack of pleasure, but little did he know it was about to get even better.
Inho grabbed Sangwoo’s waist and turned him around, his face now buried on the pillow. The sudden action startled Sangwoo; he wasn't expecting to be moved without a previous warning. Inho lifted Sangwoo’s ass making him arch in such a sexy way. Sangwoo felt uncomfortable in this position since he still had his hands tied up behind his back. It hurt a bit to be in such a position without having his arms as support.
“What are you—.” Sangwoo was about to ask what the man was about to do when he felt a wet tongue enter his hole. It felt weird, how it slid in and out licking around the rim and back inside moving around searching for that sweet spot.
Inho was hungry for this man, he was eating Sangwoo’s ass as if he had been starved for weeks. Inho kept digging in parting Sangwoo’s ass cheeks to be able to stick his tongue deeper still seeking that spot that drives Sangwoo crazy. On the contrary, Sangwoo was not expecting to get his ass eaten. The sensation felt really weird; it was completely new to him. Gasps and breaths escaped his mouth until he felt that tingling feeling again that made him moan. Inho heard the small moan that escaped from Sangwoo mouth and began to brush his tongue in that place again and again. Sangwoo was a mess once again he couldn’t keep his mouth shut it just felt too good. He tried to bite the pillow but his moans were still coming out loudly.
“Mmgh… Sangwoo you taste so fucking delicious.” Inho mumbled against Sangwoo’s hole.
Inho’s voice vibrated on Sangwoo’s hole making him shiver from the feeling. Sangwoo was drooling on the pillow, he couldn't catch his breath from moaning repeatedly, it was driving him crazy. Inho kept thrusting his tongue, brushing it multiple times on that sweet spot until he felt Sangwoo was prepared enough.
After it felt like forever for Sangwoo, Inho had finally stopped eating his ass. He took his tongue out creating a string of saliva. Inho gave one last peck to Sangwoo’s hole and then moved away to position his cock to Sangwoo’s entrance.Inho thought Sangwoo was now more than ready for the next step. He poured lube on his cock covering it completely, rubbing it until he felt sure it would go in smoothly. Inho then grabbed Sangwoo’s hip slowly moving closer to Sangwoo’s asshole.
“Wait.” Sangwoo interrupted. He had an idea in mind hoping it would work. If he was about to get fuck at least he will feel comfortable to really enjoy it. Sangwoo hoped the man would comply with what he was about to request. He doesn't want to lose his trust, he's come too far. Sangwoo wasn’t thinking of pulling any tricks; he has been too lost in lust to stop the pleasure he has been feeling. Sangwoo wanted to be in charge in this situation. He was growing tired of being vulnerable plus his arms were getting tired from being tied up for a really long time.
“I want to ride you.” Sangwoo bit his lip after finishing the sudden request. He felt embarrassed and nervous about what the other man might reply. Inho on the other hand, was surprised by what he heard. Sangwoo heard a soft chuckle that made him even more ashamed, his face was burning red. Inho agreed to Sangwoo’s desire, he then turned Sangwoo to his back now facing each other. He grabbed Sangwoo’s body and positioned him on his lap. Inho kissed Sangwoo’s chest sliding his hands down touching the other man's ass.
“I want my hands untied.” Sangwoo ordered. He knew if it came out as a question it wouldn't work. He thought the other man would probably say no, he still didn’t know if the other man trusted him. When Inho heard what Sangwoo said he stopped kissing the man’s chest and let out a sigh.
“You're asking too much Sangwoo.” He looked up at Sangwoo's face. Inho still had trust issues, both of them had trust issues to be exact. However, Sangwoo wasn't planning on doing anything to the other man even if he did there would be no point in doing it, plus Sangwoo was too turned on to do any type of violence.
“Hyung, please. Didn’t you say this is about me. I want to be able to at least do it my way.” Sangwoo’s tone was sincere. He wasn't planning anything bad, he just wanted to have fun. However, Inho was still deciding whether to believe him or not.
“How can I trust you won't try to choke me with those strong hands you have, hm? For a reason they are tied up.” Inho moved his hands towards Sangwoo’s tied up arms. Sangwoo chuckled at the compliment; he didn't know his hands were such a threat. He figured this man has been watching him throughout the games watching everything he did to stay alive.
“Well, you're going to have to find out.” Sangwoo smirked to the other man, giving him a challenge. Inho liked the idea of finding out if Sangwoo will try to pull anything or if he will behave. Inho moved his hands where the knot was and slowly he started to untie it. He was still unsure if he was even doing the right thing,if he should let Sangwoo have free will. Well of course this was about Sangwoo, he should feel comfortable at least but it was Inho's trust issues that was holding him back. Inho took a deep sigh trying to remove any further overthinking from his mind and kept undoing Sangwoo’s tied arms.
After finishing losing the knot Inho slowly removed the rope from Sangwoo’s arms, he watched him carefully not wanting to be caught off guard if Sangwoo tried to attack out of nowhere. Sangwoo moved his hands, but were instantly caught by big hands making him a bit startled. He knew the other man still didn’t trust him, but he is going to change that soon. Sangwoo moved his hands once again this time slowly, he tried to reach the other man's face. However it was hard since Sangwoo still had his eyes covered, he was going to ask if he could get the blindfold also removed but he felt it would be asking too much. Inho noticed Sangwoo struggling so he pulled his hands to his face, his hands felt rough against his skin but he didn’t mind. Inho kissed Sangwoo’s palm, letting it caress his cheek. It was really soothing. Sangwoo placed his other hand on the side of Inho’s face and with no other warning he smashed his lips with Inho's.
The kiss filled with hunger, both of them were hungry for each other there's no denying that. Moans, breaths, wet sounds, and lust filled the vibe between them. It felt as if two feral animals were in heat and desperate to mate.
Sangwoo fell on top of Inho still kissing him, their bodies already sweating and so close together almost as if they were to fuse. After a few minutes Sangwoo broke the kiss leaving a string of saliva that still connected both of them tongues. Inho wined, he still wanted to devour that man that drove him crazy and turned him on by how dominant Sangwoo was acting. Inho opened his eyes to what Sangwoo was trying to do. The younger male took Inho's cock and positioned it to his entrance, he slowly began to slide it in. Inho gripped the bed sheets from the sudden tightness he felt around his cock’s tip. Sangwoo moaned, his hole was expanding making him feel pain but it wasn’t unbearable. Sangwoo slowly kept sliding in more of Inho’s cock until it was finally in. Sangwoo let out a deep breath, he felt so full and open from such a huge intrusion.
“You alright?” Inho asked Sangwoo worried, to which the younger one nodded in response. Then Sangwoo started to move slowly, adjusting to the long and thick length inside his ass.
Inho gripped Sangwoo’s hips causing the younger to jolt. Once Sangwoo felt comfortable he started to pick up pace as he thrusted Inho’s dick inside him making him moan. Inho followed his rhythm by bucking his hips coordinating to Sangwoo’s movements. Squelching sounds were created by every thrust followed by moans and gasps from both men. They were both desperate, high on lust, filled with arousal, they didn't want each other, they needed each other. They were both committing sins, greed and lust, but they didn't care about that. Both of them literally weren't thinking straight at all.
Sangwoo picked up speed and so did Inho. Their thrusts hard and deep, Sangwoo was seeing stars by how his sweet spot was being hit so fucking good chasing the feeling more and more. On the other hand Inho couldn’t wait to see Sangwoo cum again so his goal was to hit Sangwoo’s sweet spot mercilessly. Sangwoo kept riding Inho until he came, his body was already trembling and his eyes were rolled back but they were covered by the blindfold. Inho was for sure missing out from such cute expressions Sangwoo was making. Moans and drool escaped Sangwoo's mouth that indicated that he was close. His movements became uncoordinated and sloppy, Inho noticed and took matters into his own hands. Inho moved his body upwards and grabbed Sangwoo pinning him down.
Sangwoo was now on his side while Inho was thrusting behind him lifting his leg letting the other man thrust even deeper. Sangwoo was now a crying mess mixed with moans and grunts, it was music to Inho’s ears. Inho then grabbed Sangwoo’s cock and began to stroke it rapidly, it was too much for Sangwoo to handle. Tears flowed down his red painted face and with one loud moan Sangwoo finally finished on Inho's hand. The older man smirked and brought his hand to his mouth licking the younger’s cum. It was sweet and creamy just as Inho expected it to be. However, Inho still wasn't finished. He still needed to cum so he turned Sangwoo on his back facing the older man. Inho pulled out and thrusted back in deeply, making Sangwoo arch from the sudden hard penetration. Inho admired the view he wanted to release by looking at his art that he created. He loved how he painted Sangwoo’s canvas with bite marks and hickies resembling that Sangwoo was now his and Inho is not planning to let him far away from him. Sangwoo was now his forever and ever as if Sangwoo had signed a contract with Inho.
Inho kept thrusting deep until he felt he was close, he interlocked his hand with Sangwoo’s feeling the knot in his stomach snap. With one last deep thrust Inho came inside Sangwoo. The younger man moaned as he felt Inho’s cum deep inside his stomach, he felt full as if he was going to explode from too much cum inside him. Inho collapsed beside Sangwoo trying to catch his breath from such a huge amount of lead being released. The younger man pulled himself out from the other man's cock slowly, he wined as he felt the tip slide out followed by cum dipping out his ass.
Both men were now panting on the bed pretty exhausted.
“Did you enjoy it?” Inho asked looking at Sangwoo, breaking the silence after a while they stopped panting.
“You really have the audacity to ask that?” Sangwoo chuckled sarcastically remembering how all this started. Inho moved closer to Sangwoo moving his hand to his face gently caressing his cheek.
“I promise to take care of you Sangwoo. ” Inho spoke. His tone is genuine, filled with love and commitment. Sangwoo stayed quiet as he processed what the other man had just said. It sounded promising but Sangwoo wasn’t fully sure about it. He moved his body facing Inho's then moving his hand to meet the man's face.
“I want to see you. I want to know how the man who fucked me looks like.” Sangwoo was still curious, he had a feeling the unknown man looked attractive by the way his voice and laugh sounded like it was pretty sexy. Sangwoo only wanted to make sure if his assumptions were correct he didn't want to be disappointed by his delusions.
“You'll get the chance but right now you need to rest, okay?” Inho rejected Sangwoo's wish by sending him to sleep with a kiss on the younger’s forehead. Sangwoo pouted, but he was right. Sangwoo closed his eyes, still blindfolded and went to sleep.
Sangwoo and Inho were cuddling while they were fast asleep waiting until morning woke them up. Who knows how it will go with Sangwoo, will he remember what happened last night or not? What we do know is that what happened did happen.