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"You have to do the dare Jiwoong"

"N to the fucking O Hanbin. What's my forfeit?" Jiwoong exclaimed, leaning back on the sofa and taking a big gulp from the can of beer in his hand.

"A hundred thousand won" Hanbin retorted triumphantly.

"Let me give you 20," Jiwoong reached into his pocket and pulled out two 10 thousand won bill in an attempt to pacify his best friend, but failed miserably as Hanbin insisted on either his 100 or the dare

"What's happening?" Hao asked as he walked into the living room with a charcuterie board filled with snacks. Dropping it on the centre table, he plopped down onto the sofa beside his boyfriend and draped his legs over him.

Hanbin explained the dare to Hao who snorted as he laughed at Jiwoong. "I already feel sorry for you"

Jiwoong had lost a bet, and Hanbin dared him to go on his Grindr app, match with and initiate a conversation that would lead to a date with the very first guy that came up on his screen."

"Oh screw you both, I'll do the damn dare" Jiwoong cursed as he retrieved his phone from the table, mentally noting never to bet on anything again with Hanbin.

He opened the Grindr app and scrolled to the 'people near you' section, praying to the universe that the first guy that pops up on his screen is at least good-looking.

The moment the screen loaded, a gasp escaped Jiwoong's lips, prompting Hao and Hanbin to rise from their sitting positions and crowd around him, stretching to take a peek at his phone

"Oh ….my….god!" Hao whined "That person is hot!"

Jiwoong turned to look at Hanbin, cackling. While he may have lost the bet, the odds were in his favour for this dare. He swiped right and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was a super match, indicating mutual interest. Clicking the grid, he expanded the picture to scan the profile.

🦊 Sunshine Matty, 21

🟢 Online now

📍 100 metres away

Bio: Won’t ask you to do a 3-some. If I wanted to disappoint two people at once, I’d go to dinner with my parents.

Jiwoong nodded contentedly while swiping through the pictures in the profile. The face was pretty and the body was a marvel. Sharp abs with thick and curvy thighs, strategically angled to appeal to anyone swiping, of course.

"Go on, Text him" Hanbin said excitedly as he motioned for Hao to come to him, indicating the space between his thighs.

"What do I say"

"A hi?, You dumbass"

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🐈: Hi is such a dorky conversation starter, but you're absolutely stunning

🦊: [............... is typing]

Jiwoong left the living room and made his way to his bedroom, already engrossed in a conversation with his Grindr Match.

🦊: [.......incoming video call……]

🐈🦊: [....video call ended: 24 mins….]

Jiwoong returned from the room, waving his phone in the air. "He invited me for Netflix & chill." He announced

"You lucky chap!" "Get it Jiwoong " Hanbin and Hao cheered simultaneously, their words overlapping.

Grabbing his car keys from the centre table, Jiwoong headed out, cautioning the love birds, "Y'all better not mess up my couch."

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Matthew wasn't desperate, or so he thought. It had been three weeks since his move from Canada to Seoul for university studies. The stress of course registration and the challenges of setting up an off-campus apartment took a toll on him, he found himself in need of a break.

Breaks for Matthew who was knee-deep and fully immersed in the hedonistic lifestyle centred around good sex and orgasms. He never cared about the source of his pleasure as long as he obtained immediate gratification.

He searched the internet for gay cruising spots within his vicinity, and Homo Hills at Itaewon popped up as the closest. However, he decided against it due to the distance and, more importantly, because he had his first lecture as a university student the next morning.

Knowing the response time is usually pretty prompt if there’s someone nearby, he reached for his phone and opened the Grindr app. Quick flings were no stranger to him; they were his go-to for immediate gratification back in Canada.

After setting his location to Seoul, he scrolled through the 'who's nearby' section; a diverse selection of people filled the grid. He found himself in a mood where rapid scrolling and left-swiping became a routine for refusing matches with less appealing pictures. Suddenly, he encountered a picture that made him pause—a snapshot of an older guy named 'Jinam'. Definitely a pseudonym, that was okay; he was using a pseudonym too.

Matthew zoomed in to get a closer look at the pictures. Dark brown eyes you could get lost in, noir black hair, sharp cheekbones, and pretty lips that were pulled into a disarming smirk, instantly making Matthew curious about what it would feel like between his thighs. His hands and muscles were glorious, his body all curved and chiselled in the right places. He seemed to be a top, which immediately made them compatible.

Grindr indicated he was 100 metres away, merely 5 blocks away from his apartment. Matthew felt a surge of excitement at the notion of this attractive man being so close. He swiped to match, sent a super like, and it was a super match—a stroke of good luck. As he attempted to tap a 'hi,' he received a message from the account before he could send one, sparking the conversation.

🐈: "Hi" is such a dorky conversation starter, but you're absolutely stunning.

Matthew wasted no time in replying, he knew what he wanted.

🦊: Thank you, you're gorgeous yourself. It's a bit random that you messaged first before I did.

Jinam's reply came pretty much instantly

🐈: It was a super match; I couldn't resist.

Mathhew caught himself sitting up straighter with a pinch of excitement. They exchanged texts for a while and as time passed, they slowly migrated out of the awkward phase, eventually leading to one of them requesting a video call with the other.

They effortlessly lapsed into a rhythm of conversation and flirting during the video call. Jiwoong, being a dialogue enthusiast, easily engaged Matthew in various topics, ranging from preferences to likes and dislikes. Towards the end of the video chat, Matthew extended an invitation, to which Jiwoong readily agreed.

Matthew got giddy, he knew that suggesting a 'Netflix and chill' evening at his apartment to his Grindr date essentially meant him getting laid. It served as a better alternative to sending the fiery red devil icon on the Grindr app, which conveyed a straightforward 'lets meet up and have sex' message.

He contemplated the ideal sequence of events since Jiwoong accepted his invitation. They'll have small talk, pretend to watch a movie and then Jiwoong would indulge in every one of Matthew's sexual fantasies, and maybe act out on some of his as well. Maybe Jiwoong would place the deft hands he saw in his pictures on his waist and slide into him with slow ease. Maybe Jiwoong would fuck him slow and tender, each stroke making him fall apart piece by piece until there was nothing else left to give. Maybe Jiwoong would, maybe, maybe, maybe– He quickly sent out his exact location and got ready for his 'date'.

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"Make yourself comfortable" Matthew said to Jiwoong as he let him in. Jiwoong took in the view of the small apartment, the air was dense with a mixture of musky incense and the sharp distinct smell of some sort of fragrance. The apartment was minimally decorated, with white walls and no drapes on the bay window that looked out onto the sleepy street.

The bareness of the apartment seemed intentional and well curated and Jiwoong was surprised by it. Each piece of furniture was carefully chosen to create an uncluttered space. A sleek, low-profile sofa adorned the living room, its neutral tones seamlessly blending with the polished hardwood floors. There were no excessive decorations, just a few carefully selected pieces of abstract art on the walls, adding to the raw essence of the space.

"Lovely"

"Me or my apartment?"

"Uhm, both," Jiwoong laughed bashfully.

They stood by the closed front door and considered each other. "Are you okay?" Matthew asked.

"Yeah sorry, just wasn't expecting the invite" Jiwoong ran a hand over his head. "i mean" he continued, "don't get me wrong, I'm glad that you invited me, that's why I'm here"

"Sorry if it was out of the blues" Matthew stepped closer. "I wanted to see you"

"It's all good" Jiwoong leaned in when Matthew took his arm and led him to the sofa.

"Would you like something to drink"

"Maybe. What are you offering?"

"Fizzy drinks, some pop probably"

Matthew walked across the room to the kitchen and came back moments later with a bottle of a fizzy peach mint drink. Settling on the sofa beside Jiwoong, they quickly scanned through available movies on the streaming platform, and within a minute, a romantic comedy began playing on the TV screen.

Matthew sat with his back against the arm of the sofa, his leg almost fully extended on the plush seat. Jiwoong sat at the other end. They passed the bottle of the fizzy peach mint drink between them while pretending to watch whatever movie was on.

Jiwoong found himself too distracted to focus on the plot; his attention kept drifting to Matthew. He wondered how any of this was supposed to work. Being more of a conventionalist, he was fine with casual action but had never been on a ‘date’ like this, which was clearly just a pretext for sex. Uncertain about how to initiate, he could only hope that Matthew would take the reins and hand it over to him.

With each exchange of the bottle, their bodies softened and escaped the rigidity that nerves bring when bodies want, badly, to touch. They were in close proximity, and Jiwoong was shrewdly aware of their hands and thighs brushing against each other. He couldn't help but notice the nuances that made Matthew so appealing, he was even more stunning in person, he thought.

They drew closer to the centre of the sofa until Matthew's legs were well nestled in Jiwoong's laps, and Jiwoong's arms were draped over his shoulder. It all felt inexplicably warm and familiar

Jiwoong's hopes of Matthew taking the reins came to fruition when Matthew popped the question, "Can I kiss you?" The words came out of his mouth after several minutes of contemplation in a half-whisper, half whimper. Jiwoong was surprised by Matthew's directness but still liked it. "Can asks if you're capable, may asks permission." He feigned impassiveness.

"May I kiss you?" Matthew corrected himself and offered a small smile that faltered after only a moment. Jiwoong gave a nod and Matthew practically climbed on top of him, all his previous self-restraint flying right out the window. He didn't understand why they weren't kissing already, sensing that they both clearly wanted it.

"Is this okay for you?" Jiwoong asked, rubbing his thumb in light circles on Matthews forearm.

"Yeah" Matthew's voice was a bit raspy, already getting affected by the nonexistent proximity between them.

They stayed that way for a slow moment, then Matthew asked, "Can I" his fingers running up and down Jiwoong's arm, their faces a breath away from touching. "Yes," Jiwoong replied, barely audible. He leaned his face closer to Matthew's for the kiss they'd both been keenly awaiting.

It was an upsurge, their kiss. Tongue licking tongue, prying lips apart to the steady rhythm of longing. Their bodies pressed together; Jiwoong's back pushed up against Matthew's couch, a crescendo.

Then Jiwoong pulled his face away. "we should talk……a bit……like a restaurant or …. Somewhere…. a proper first date…." he said, catching his breath.

"Sure" feigning nonchalance, Matthew shrugged and leaned back. "I'll just grab my coat" but he didn't move any farther away. "Yeah," Jiwoong said, firmly holding Matthew's gaze, not moving to get up either. "Or" he continued, "we could just ride that first impulse…..?"

Matthew nodded and launched forward and they were kissing again fiercely, his knees wedged over Jiwoong's thighs, both their hands groping each other, seeking the warmth of bare skin. Matthew's hands moved under Jiwoong's shirt, touching and feeling his upper body, digging into the soft skin of his back.The delicious press of their bodies together made him hungry for more, rutting his hips forward, seeking friction.

Jiwoong pulled away after a few minutes, allowing them some space to breathe and asked, "what do you like?" "Uh…" Matthew sighed. "Like, um" he bit the corner of his bottom lips. Jiwoong smiled encouragingly, urging him to speak.

"Well I like being bossed around….. a bit" he said finally.

"Yeah?" Jiwoong wore a smug look on his face

"Yeah ….you?"

Jiwoong ignored Matthew's question and manoeuvred him away from his laps, Instructing Matthew to stand, he guided him towards the wall behind the sofa, and pressed him against it with a subtle yet firm touch.

The reins were in Jiwoong's hands now, and fortunately for Matthew, Jiwoong was the type of person who derived pleasure from pleasing his partners.. "Cross your arms over your head," he said firmly. When Matthew hesitated, he smiled and added, "Now!" With even more authority.

Matthew slowly lifted his arms and Jiwoong surged forward, his lips were soft and insistent against Matthew's. He seemed to lose control of his hands, as if they had developed a mind of their own. They ran through Matthew's hair, down to his body, exploring every inch and crevice. Matthew faced a similar struggle, he was torn between following Jiwoong's instructions and keeping his hands in check or letting them wander freely over Jiwoong's body.

Jiwoong fumbled with the metal buttons of Matthew's shorts until Matthew broke his bondage to help him undo them. "Hands back up" Jiwoong commanded, he eagerly obliged.

Jiwoong undid the buttons and sank his hands inside Matthew's shorts, seeking his cock, but felt something restraining, something Lacey. His eyes widened in delight.

"Is this what I think it is?" Jiwoong pulled his hands out from Matthew's shorts and took several steps back, scanning matthews face for answers

"Yes," Matthew finally replied.

"Strip!" Jiwoong instructed sharply, still maintaining a soft expression.

The word lingered in the air and Matthew felt a shiver run down his spine at the authority in Jiwoong's voice. Something about it made him hornier, impossibly hornier, he loved it, he obeyed.

They made eye contact and grinned at each other. Matthew hadn't felt that comfortable around another man in a very long time. A strange, fluttering feeling built in his gut, making his stomach swirl.

He started by taking off his cardigan and with hungry eyes, Jiwoong followed Matthew's movements, watching as he slowly peeled every layer of clothing off his body. Finally revealing a black lace lingerie set with a butterfly design.

"God you're so beautiful," Jiwoong commented, his gaze travelling all over Matthew's body, eye fucking him. The lingerie set was a combination of elegance and allure and Matthew looked breathtaking in it.

The harness rope bralette sat beautifully on his chest, highlighting his nipples and a quarter inch thick tattoo bisecting his torso from midway down his sternum to just above his navel. The matching panties that adorned his slim waist and thick thighs featured a see through mesh that made Jiwoong feral the second he laid eyes on them.

"Gorgeous…. absolutely gorgeous," Jiwoong praised. He bit his lower lips as he took in all of Matthew's body.

Arousal spiked up in Matthew, his smile grew with every word that fell out of Jiwoong's mouth. He loved being praised, loved being called beautiful and loved being appreciated. Being praised brought out his inner whore, his inner slut. It turned him on.

Matthew's face turned needy and Jiwoong charged forward at him, grazing his teeth on the hot skin of his neck. He loosened the rope of the harness bralette to reveal pink nipples pierced with tiny silver hoops.

His hand instantaneously found its way to Matthew's right nipple, circling his fingers around it, pulling and twisting in such a delicate and delicious way until the rosy bud was completely hard.

Matthew made desperate little moans and it egged Jiwoong on. "So sensitive….." Jiwoong crooned. He wanted to hear more so he switched to the left nipple, gave it the same treatment and watched as Matthew reacted in the same exact way as before.

Jiwoong kissed his way down from Matthews neck to his chest and finally kissed on his nipples, flickering his tongue over the silver hoops. The sensation of Jiwoong's lips on his nipples sent tingles ricocheting down Matthew's spine, causing him to whine prettily.

Jiwoong pulled away for a fleeting moment, eyes blown with lust. He cleared his throat before addressing the younger man once more, now in a calm and collected tone. "Are you okay with this? I think we need a safe word," he pondered.

Matthew gasped, eyeing Jiwoong hungrily as though he were a meal to be devoured. "A safe word is a good idea, as long as you can use it too. Maybe... 'apple' could work? Although I doubt either of us would accidentally blurt that out in the heat of the moment." There was an air of impatience to his voice and posture, a slight bounce to his knees and a slight tap of his feet against the floor.

“That works for me,” Jiwoong replied as he approached Matthew again. He pushed the lace panties to the side and Matthew's semi hard cock sprang free. Jiwoong gently groped Matthews cock, stroking it until it was fully erect . He rubbed his fingers at its tip in firm circles until he felt warm wetness.

"I want to…….may I go down on you?"

"Please yes" Matthew replied, more of a moan than two distinct words.

Jiwoong fell to his knees, taking Matthew's warm cock into his hands, he grazed his thumb over the head of his cock before running his tongue on the network of veins from the base to the tip. Then he took the whole thing in, licking, sucking and flexing his mouth until Matthew's breathing became erratic and he was calling on some god. Just as Matthew's moans stilled, Jiwoong knew he was close and pulled away, placing a kiss at the head of Matthew's cock before standing up.

"No fuck! I was close" Matthew whined

"Patience darling." Jiwoong had plans to leave Matthew spent and breathless, untouched.

He took the lingerie set off Matthew and effortlessly lifted him to his body. Matthew's knees instinctively found their place, securely wrapped around jiwoong's waist. "which way to your room baby" he whispered into Matthews ears.

Matthew felt a shiver run down his spine, "That way" he pointed behind Jiwoong, leading them into his room.

They shared a passionate kiss at the edge of the bed for a solid minute before Jiwoong gently laid Matthew on his back.

Matthew moved to assist Jiwoong with taking off his clothes, he couldn't believe Jiwoong was still fully clothed considering the aura of lust in the air, but Jiwoong halted him before he could fully lean on his elbow to stand up. "Let me handle it, I'll take care of you"

Matthew tried so hard not to stare at Jiwoong's body as he undressed, completely failing at it. He saw how hard Jiwoong was, the fullness of his crotch visible as he took off his jeans and underwear. He admired the naked form of the older man before him, stretching to touch his upper body. He wanted Jiwoong in him, all of the sight of his fullness in him.

"Baby" Jiwoong called his attention "we'll focus on making you come first, then a second time, before we think about my pleasure, okay?" Matthew was left speechless, his mouth hanging open, unsure of how to respond, a full body shiver traversed through him at the thought of being cared for like this.

Matthew allowed his body to fall unwound and seamlessly meld into the mattress, he let Jiwoong have his way with him, kissing at the dirty, fervent pace they both craved. It was just a preview of what was to come, and Matthew's entire body vibrated with eager expectation. He was certain Jiwoong could feel it, how much he wanted it, how badly he needed it. He would have been embarrassed for the way his entire body exuded obvious lust, but he felt too good to care.

Matthew only became aware of his whining when Jiwoong inquired "baby, what do you want?" His whining manifested as a whimpery and needy expression, akin to a silent plea for something, because indeed, that was what it was. There was no other way to interpret the unmistakable yearning in his tone, it was evident that he wanted something. The embarrassment finally hit him, prompting him to look up to the ceiling.

"Tell me what you want Darling, use your words, I want to please you" Jiwoong whispered slowly into Matthew's ear, his breaths were warm and heavy against it. Matthew wondered how much he could reasonably ask for? Because he was sure he wanted everything, everything!. There was no limit to what he wanted, there was no limit to his desires at that very moment.

“Well, I…,” he tried casually, but his voice was shaky, "I… I would like to ride your face. I cleaned up really well" this time getting the words out.

"Interesting request. Very feasible"

Next thing, their positions were switched and Matthew was on Jiwoong, bracketing him in with a knee on either side of his head, sitting on his face. Greedily, Jiwoong grabbed a hold of Matthew's ass, kneading the cheeks open. A steady pour of filthy moans fell from Matthew's lips as Jiwoong's tongue travelled from the soft spot behind his balls to his hole, licking and sucking along the soft skin of the rim.

Matthew yielded to the sensation, unable to hold himself back. There’s no better satisfying experience, he thinks, than having the soft warmth of a well-seasoned tongue gliding between his cheeks, easing into him with gentle attention. Such an intimate deed this is, being vulnerable, exposed and showered with such warmth in one of his most tender spots.

“Are you okay?”Jiwoong's voice grumbled from beneath him, and Matthew choked a little on his moans. “he..ll ye..ah”, he answered falteringly, struggling to express himself coherently as waves of pleasure washed over him repeatedly.

Jiwoong drove Matthew even crazier by pushing the tip of his tongue against his hole, Matthew screamed in pleasure and almost fell over, he fisted Jiwoong's hair for purchase and adjusted his knees when Jiwoong pushed in further, making his tight walls quiver.

Jiwoong thrusted the tip of his tongue in and out of Matthew with fervour, slurping along his walls and Matthew grinded down shamelessly on his face, chasing his high.

“Jinam ...”, Matthew whined and tugged lightly at Jiwoong's hair . Jiwoong took that as a sign to move faster, making Matthew go batshit crazy. but it wasn't enough. Matthew needed something more, anything more than the tongue.

“Jinam..”, he moaned needily again, and this time Jiwoong pulled his tongue away from his fluttering hole and Matthew immediately regretted it, mourning the loss of the warmth of Jiwoong's tongue.

“What's wrong, love?”

“Please fuck me.” The words fell out of Matthew's mouth so smoothly. “Fuck”, Jiwoong cursed and maneuvered Matthew off him and onto the side. "You're so sweet" his breath awed as he complimented Matthew. "you taste so fucking good."

Matthew strained to the side of the bed and opened the middle drawer of the dresser, he rifled around for a bit before pulling out a water based lube, some condoms and a pack of wet wipes

Adjusting himself on a pillow, he spread out his legs invitingly, stroking his cock while maintaining a steady gaze with Jiwoong. "Please, I'll be good…. I'll be good for you…..I'll make you feel so good"

Jiwoong watched with dark eyes as Matthew stroked himself, the scene clearly got to him, it was so erotic seeing Matthew begging so fervently. He absentmindedly began to stroke his own cock. "Fuck, darling" he groaned,voice raspy and strained.

"Yes, please, let's" Matthew rambled, not making any sense, but somehow the point carried across.

Jiwoong got into a kneeling position in between Matthew's legs, he gently spread them wider and trailed his left hand down Matthew's thighs while his right pinned him to the bed.

"You’re so stunning ... .so pretty… so gorgeous…here especially. All silk and tender and pink” Jiwoong expressed, still running his fingers down Matthews thighs before resting them around the base of his cock, just above his balls, teasing near his hole but not touching quite yet. Matthew's hole was pulsating, showing his desperation, his hips instinctively surged upward under Jiwoong's touch.

Jiwoong picked up the lube from beside him and squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers. He felt Matthew clench and unclench when he rubbed and circled some of the lube around his rim, teasingly. A glottal moan crawled out of Matthew's throat when Jiwoong breached him, pushing past the rim, slipping one finger in, as slow and as deep as it would go. His spine arched and his eyes rolled back in his head at the overwhelming sensation.

Matthew's provocative utterances triggered a thrilling surge of excitement within Jiwoong, he wanted to hear more. He pulled his finger out of Matthew even slower than he inserted them and quickly pressed against the rim to stop the muscles from clenching.

"Ready for another?”

“Please!” Matthew whined, bucking his hips.

Jiwoong eagerly complied and slid two fingers in and Matthew saw stars, he kept the rhythm nice and slow, letting Matthew fully adjust to the addition. Matthew whimpered and shivered and shuddered when Jiwoong twisted his fingers in him into a scissors position, stretching him slowly and deliciously.

"Fuck me with it" Matthew begged, his mouth was absolutely dirty and Jiwoong loved how expressive he was, using his words. He obliged and quickly added some more lube before adding a third finger, swirling them inside Matthew.

Gradually he moved his fingers and he could see how harshly Matthew breathed, his hands curling into the sheets beneath him and fisting it. As Jiwoong's pace increased, so did Matthew's moans, he felt so full and so good, every fibre in his body felt like it was on fire.

Jiwoong pumped his fingers in an out at a semi-frantic pace, fully finger fucking Matthew, the squelching sound from surplus amount of lube barely covered the incoherent noises falling from Matthew's mouth.

Jiwoong curled his fingers just right and he hit Matthew's prostate dead-on, Matthew's body twitched, he cried out in pleasure and arched his back to chase the feeling.

"Got your spot, didn't I?" Jiwoong asked, already knowing the answer. Matthew let out a whimper and nodded in agreement. Jiwoong repeated the motion of his fingers and successfully hit Matthew's prostate again, and again and again and after that moment, Matthew was no longer responsible for the words coming from his mouth.

Most of it were nonsensical sounds and whimpers, varying in pitch and length, but all of them were loud and unrestrained in a way that made Jiwoong's cock ache and leak precum. He was just as affected, seeing Matthew fall apart on his fingers.

Matthew locked eyes with Jiwoong, he let his mouth fall open as he cried "I'm close, I'm close, I'm close" the words blurring into one another.

"Mmmmnn" Jiwoong groaned, he leaned to kiss Matthew's tattoo down to his stomach, the spot between his abs and his lower abdomen, trailing down to his thighs, while still finger fucking him at an insistent yet controlled pace, bringing him right to the edge.

"Baby, you can cum……look at you; so prettily sprawled out for me…. Just let it all go sweetheart, I'm here" he murmured into Mathew's skin.

The verbal praise was all it took to coax Matthew over the edge, his hands desperately sought for purchase anywhere on Jiwoong's body as he climaxed. Matthew choked out in a sound that was partly a gasp, partly a sob, and partly something else entirely. His vision whited out in a bright spark of euphoria, trembling as he descended off the cliff, immersing in a blissful freefall.

"That's it darling" Jiwoong's voice trailed off as he nosed along the underside of Mathews thighs, planting soft kisses.

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"Are you okay? You orgasmed really hard, trembling. I thought you were going to pass out" Jiwoong rambled as he placed the wet wipes from cleaning Matthew up on the bedside table.

"I'm alright………I want more"

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Matthew was going to lose it if Jiwoong didn’t hurry up. He was pretty sure he would inflame, or probably just combust if he didn’t have Jiwoong's cock inside him within the next minute. He tried to wait as calmly as he could, watching Jiwoong as he put on a condom and lube it up. With the way Matthew reacted, he had every reason to believe that he might not actually sustain Jiwoong being inside him.

Moving closer, Jiwoong settled between Matthew's open legs, he reached for the back of his thighs, pushing his legs up, nearly folding the younger man in half before lining himself up with one hand.

He watched the head of his cock nudge up against Matthew's slick with lube entrance. He felt the resistance and then the yield as he gently pushed in, and as Matthew's body opened for him and took all of his length to the hilt. "You're..so..tight" he proclaimed. It felt so good, so warm, it took all his self-control not to come right that moment. His cock was throbbing inside Matthew, begging to be moved, but Jiwoong stayed still, resisting the urge to fuck into him, giving him all the time to adjust.

Jiwoong wasn't small, not the longest, but he certainly made up for it in girth. Matthew was overwhelmed, so full, reveling the stretch and burn around Jiwoong's thick cock, but still had half the mind to check on Jiwoong. Looking up, he found him in a similar state, lips parted as he exhaled in total pleasure. When he recovered, after the initial shock of being filled, he rocked his hips back and forth to give Jiwoong the go-ahead. "You can move now"

Jiwoong pulled nearly all the way out and snapped his hips forward, burying himself deeper inside Matthew with one quick thrust. In response, Mathhew unleashed the filthiest cry out of his lips. "Oh, yes! again please"

Then he started to move, long and slow at first in a backward and forward motion as he touched all of Matthew's internal nerves before finding a steady rhythm.

Jiwoong picked up his pace, hard thrusts pounding against Matthew's ass, the glorious sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room and Matthew couldn't help but release staccato moans, more frequent, louder and needier, as Jiwoong moved in and out of him with smooth ease. He was writhing under Jiwoong's body, eyes shut tight, his nimble hands dragging angry marks into his skin, urging him on, loving it. Jiwoong thrusted deeper and harder into him, feeling the delicious crescendo that was making its way from his toes quickly, like the gradual pooling of molten rock within a mountain's fiery core.

“Lord, you feel so good…. I could die inside you” Jiwoong moaned, watching in awe as his cock moved in and out of Matthew, driving in deep, stretching him out, giving him all the pleasure he could. Matthew felt like he was on fire, every thrust from Jiwoong made him burn hotter, he took every inch so well, leaving not one silver of space between them.

Matthew allowed one leg to fall limply onto the bed as he tightened the other over Jiwoong's shoulder, reluctant to disconnect completely. Jiwoong hovered over Matthew, grazing his teeth along the lines of his chest, leaving a trail of pink love bites on his pretty skin while he maintained a steady rhythm fucking into him. "You look so perfect like this darling, beneath me, taking me so well.”

They kissed, which turned into breathing and panting and moaning into each other’s mouths, It felt so nice to be close, to be touching, to be joined. Matthew clung to Jiwoong's arms, his slender fingers clamping onto his skin like a grip.

Jiwoong angled right, setting up a steady rhythm onto Matthew's prostate, pounding him hard and smooth. Matthew went off! Words trailing into moans "Oh fuck....Don’ stop, don’t stop, like that,” he babbled, his second orgasm building up rapidly.

Jiwoong felt Matthew's walls clench around his cock multiple times and it nearly sent him over the edge, as his rhythm started to deplete, signifying the build up of his own orgasm. A few more hard thrust was all it took for their resolve to crumble completely.

"I'm...gonna…come" Matthew wailed, biting his lips. "Yes baby, come for me" he vaguely heard Jiwoong say. His pupils rolled into the back of the sockets and his legs trembled as he had the most toe curling orgasm ever, coming untouched for the second time, harder than he had ever come in his entire life. White fluids spasmed out of him onto his chest and stomach, his hole clenching around Jiwoong's cock, driving him right off the edge.

Jiwoong grabbed his hips and fucked hard into him, chasing his release. It only took 2 more thrusts into Matthew before his orgasm crashed through him. An insurmountable rush of pleasure that shattered him into a hundred pieces and had him crying out, grasping desperately at Matthew as he filled warmth into the condom deep inside Matthew and collapsed on top of him right after.

They laid like that, breathing erratically for 5 minutes, coming down from their high before Jiwoong gently pulled out and laid on the sheets beside Matthew.

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Jiwoong held the bathroom door open for Matthew, letting him step in first before entering himself. It was amusing because, although it should have been awkward, it turned out not to be."

While inside the bathroom, they gravitated toward each other like magnets pulled by an unseen force. Matthew leaned leisurely against Jiwoong's frame, burying his face in the crook of Jiwoong's neck, allowing the shower to pour over them. Jiwoong instinctively wrapped his arms around Matthew's waist. It didn't feel like a one-night stand, or a fleeting encounter, or a hit and dip; it felt warm and familiar.

They were both tired and unhurried, so Jiwoong took the initiative to clean them both. After they had both become clean, they stood beneath the warm water, holding each other close. Matthew encircled Jiwoong's shoulders with his arms, while Jiwoong weaved his fingers through the strands at the nape of Matthew's neck. It didn't surprise either of them when Matthew leaned forward, rising on his toes to meet Jiwoong, tugging his face closer to press their lips together for the millionth kiss of the night.

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After cleaning up, they slipped back into bed together, both naked with wet but not dripping hair. Neither of them minded, they felt comfortable.

Coming out of his post-orgasmic fog, Matthew's thought were in disarray. Lying there, curled up in Jiwoong's arms, he felt a surprising sense of coziness and familiarity with the stranger he had just met and been intimate with.

This was all so new to Matthew, he couldn't remember the last time he got an after care. His Grindr meet-ups always got antsy and detached themselves from him immediately after sex. He couldn't ask them for it even if he wanted to, so his standards were low.

Matthew wasn't ashamed of his hedonistic tendencies. He acknowledged the trade-off between quantity and quality, sometimes waking up with morning-after regrets. He was young and single, occasionally seeking harmless fun. However, this time felt different. Jiwoong had given him more than he was accustomed to receiving.

He sensed a protective shield in the way Jiwoong had an arm wrapped around him and a leg thrown over his thighs–a departure from the usual smothering feeling he got from his previous hookups. It was a weight he desired to wrap himself in for days. The older man had his nose pressed to the back of Matthews neck, his soft breaths sending shivers down Matthews spine. Matthew was smaller so he fit perfectly in Jiwoong's arms.

"Hey, so, um…." Jiwoong started to say. Matthew couldn't make out Jiwoong's expression because he had his back to him, but he guessed it as apprehensive due to the texture of his voice.

"Yeah?"

"Um, well, I'm non- monogamous, which means that i–"

"I know what non monogamous means" Matthew cut him off with curtness.

"Right, well, yeah…. So I'm not seeing anyone in Seoul seriously. I have a lover in Busan that I see about three times a year due to our schedules. Usually less actually. So other than him…..um…."

"Yeah I get it" Matthew started to pull himself away. He chastised himself internally for reading so much meaning into the after care.

"Hey, wait" Jiwoong tightened his arm around Matthew's shoulders and his voice was gentle. "I don't think you get it." Matthew relaxed back into Jiwoong's arms and turned to face him.

"I like you and I want to get to know you. Properly go on dates and keep talking if you're into it. I just wanted to be up front right away, because I'd really like to see you again. If you'd like to see me again too…"

At its core, for Matthew, it boiled down to a simple matter of closeness. Two people, satisfying their hunger to touch and be touched, sharing kisses in the nude – it was the intimacy of the experience that aroused him the most. Though his appetites varied, they weren't terribly sophisticated. Beyond the pleasure itself, it was the thrill of being with someone, being with an entirely separate universe of a person who wanted to be with him in return. And the ways that it could, even if only until the delicious edge of an orgasm, it managed to quell the loneliness in his mind. So when Jiwoong said "I like you" to him, it held many meanings.

Matthew couldn't hide the relief that swelled from inside him. "I would like to see you again too"

"Cool" Jiwoong untangled himself away from Matthew. He sat up and stretched his wiry body, throwing his arms up with a satisfied grunt. He sighed and dropped his head onto Matthew's chest. "I'm sorry I have to go," he said slowly, "I have an early schedule tomorrow morning."

"I understand, good luck"

"Thank you" Jiwoong planted a kiss on Matthews forehead before saying, "I wouldn't say that this was unexpected, but I had an amazing time with you Matt" he scanned the floor for his discarded underwear and clothes. "I'd really like to see you again, as soon as possible" he pulled his t-shirt over his head and adjusted the buckle of his belt.

"Likewise"

Matthew laid under his blanket and waved shyly at Jiwoong as he left. He touched the warm spot where Jiwoong had kissed his forehead, left his fingers there as he fell asleep with thoughts of seeing Jiwoong again. He was blissed out.

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Matthew raced through the lengthy hallway of his department, he wasn't going to be late for his first lecture as a university student. He had no difficulty locating his lecture hall, thanks to the building guide he installed from the school website.

He pushed the door to hall 2B and made his way to the front row, saying a few "hello, hi's and sorry excuse me" to a few persons, before he sat down. He was still fumbling with getting his laptop out of his bag when the professor walked in.

"Freshmen" the hall fell silent "Welcome to the department of fine and applied art. My name is Kim Jiwoong, JINAM as a moniker and I'm the professor in charge of this course 'intermediate guide to drawing'. I'll start this lecture with a clip of–"

Jinam? Jinam! That name and that voice, it sounded familiar. A little too familiar to matthew.

Matthew's brows shot up as he looked straight ahead at the podium, meeting Jiwoong's eye. A brief moment of familiarity passed through them and they smiled at each other as Jiwoong continued with his lecture.

Of course, the man who'd incited that visceral pull in his gut and made him cum twice the day before was his fucking professor. Matthew knew that this was the beginning of a situationship, a webbed entanglement that'll take him a while to get out from. Or not.

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