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Ivan was a CEO of a successful company. He inherited it from his father, Unsha and has been running it for years. You wanted money? He had it, lots of it. Couple of houses around the world, other companies working under them etc, etc. He was famous, there wasn't a single person that didn't know his name.
But there was one thing nobody knew about Ivan, and that was that after he went home from work he'd go on a special site to watch a very special someone.
When he got home, he’d locked himself in his room and the only thing you could hear were panting and sounds of skin slapping.
“Ha…” Ivan didn't take his eyes off the screen, he was reaching his climax.
The boy on the other side of the screen was moaning loudly, shoving the toy in and out, picking up the pace with each thrust.
Ivan followed him with a steady pace, his wrist speeding up. The boy on the screen and Ivan came together, both left panting and exhausted. The video ended and Ivan clicked off, closing his laptop and grabbing a tissue to clean himself. He sat down on his chair and threw his head back, letting out a deep sigh.
This has been going on for months. Ever since he found the boy he was all Ivan could think about.
“Till…you're making me insane.”
Till was the name of the boy. From Ivan's point of view he was perfect. Till had ash teal hair, green sharp eyes and a small waist. His build was somehow both flat and bony while incredibly alluring. It became something of an obsession for Ivan.
Ivan looked over at the clock. It was 2am and he had to be up at 6. He slowly stood up, throwing the dirty tissue in the bin next to his desk. The erotic scene of Till still playing in his mind as he walks to his bed.
His obsession grew with each passing night, his desire for the boy becoming an all-consuming need. As he lay in bed, the cold embrace of his sheets doing little to dampen his arousal, he couldn't fall asleep.
Ivan's mind raced as he lay in the dark, the image of Till's flushed cheeks and quivering body etched into his thoughts. He knew he couldn't just watch from afar anymore, he had to have him. The obsession grew into a hunger, one that no amount of money or success could satisfy.
Ivan wanted Till for himself. He knew Till was popular, saw the amount of likes his posts had, the amount of people that watched his lives, the views on his video. The amount of people in his live chats.
Ivan couldn't sleep that night, every time he closed his eyes he saw Till.
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Ivan's alarm went off at 6am and he groaned as he got up. Today was the worst day to not get sleep. He had a work meeting early in the morning.
He arrived at 6:30 with an hour and a half to spare, sitting down on the couch in the lobby. The meeting was at a hotel restaurant. He was on his phone for an hour scrolling through Tills social media accounts, you could say he was stalking him, and applying that logic, you could suppose that he has been stalking Till for a while.
Ivan found all of his accounts a few months back, a week after he started watching Till’s streams. But the ash haired boy made it easy for him; he had the same username for every social media account.
@uketillthe.end
While some might chock it up to consistent internet identity, Ivan sees it as a stroke of fate playing into his hands. Till wants to be seen by someone like him. He wants people to see his every move, and watch his every moment. He was made to be seen. He was made for Ivan.
At least that's what he likes to imagine.
Ivan decided to look up from his screen momentarily, seeing a crowd of people now in the lobby preparing to go to the restaurant. His eyes moved to look at the elevator door which opened. People walk through the gate, pushing through the crowd. Amidst the large horde, he makes up a familiar face. His eyes widened.
The person was on his phone, one hand in the pocket of his jacket, Ivan's eyes followed him until he disappeared in the crowd of people.
“Till…” Ivan stood up and was about to chase him but he felt a hand on his shoulder.
“Mr.Choi! Great to see you're on time.” the man behind Ivan said, sounding cocky.
“When am I not, Mr. Kwon.” Ivan turned around with a smile, hands behind his back.
“how about we get this meeting started?” Ivan told the man and started walking towards the restaurant, the man smiled and responded with a quick “certainly” and followed behind Ivan.
The scent of fresh coffee and the clink of silverware grew stronger as they approached the restaurant. Upon entering Ivans eyes searched for Till, spotting him sitting at a table near the wall. Ivan decided to sit at the table next to him seeing as it was empty and he wanted to look at Till the entire time.
And that's exactly what he did.
30 minutes passed, the man kept talking and Ivan kept politely nodding but his eyes were on Till.
They made eye contact a few times and Till looked away nervously. Ivan wanted to devour him. He looked the part too.
He was sure Till found the staring weird and was going to run away as soon as he finished eating, but couldn't help but keep his eyes glued to him.
“So he's staying at this Hotel.. I'll rent a room next to his as soon as the meeting is over and if the rooms are not available there's nothing money can't buy.’
Till finished eating, quickly getting up and leaving the restaurant. Ivan's eyes followed him until he was out of sight, he wanted this meeting to be over soon.
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After another 30 minutes passed and they finally said their goodbyes, Ivan watched the man leave and immediately walked up to reception.
“Excuse me, I'd like to rent a room,” He says, with his signature smile. “a specific one.”
The lady at the desk looked up at Ivan, seeing his lethal face card and her face turned red as she looked down.
“O-of course sir, which one” she started typing, getting ready to give him the room.
“Is there a man named Till staying here?” He put his hands on the desk.
“Till? I'll check sir” she didn't think about it twice, a man this handsome was hard to come by.
“Yes, he's staying here! Room 504 on the 5th floor”
“Great, I'd like a room next to him.” She looked at him curiously.
“Room 505 is occupied but …503 is available. Would you like that one?”
“Certainly.”
He took out his card, paying for the room and getting the key. As he got into the elevator.
He couldn't contain his excitement.
The elevator dinged and opened up to the 5th floor. It was a long hallway but his room was close, so was Till’s. He stepped out of the elevator and glanced around the dimly lit hallway, the worn carpet muffling his footsteps. The air was thick.
He walked up to his room and with a last glance at the room next to his, he swiped the key card unlocking his room and walked in.
The room was big, with a king sized bed. In front of him were glass doors that opened up to the balcony and to his surprise the balconies were connected with a small fence, meaning he could easily go over to Tills room.
Suddenly his phone rang. He looked down, It was a notification.
“Till is live”
Ivan smirked, running a hand through his hair. Till was live in a room next to his. The thought of Till doing all those nasty things and Ivan being so close made him aroused.
He walked to the bed and sat down, opening the live and putting in headphones. Till started with a small opening and after a few minutes he got into it.
He was on the bed, legs spread open. He started preparing himself starting with a single finger, adding the second one soon. Small whimpers and groans could be heard.
When he was done he took his fingers out, lube dripping on the towel he put under himself to not get the sheets that dirty.
There was a box next to Till. He picked up the box and took out a small pink toy, a vibrator. With no words he shoved the vibrator in. He started off on low vibrations, raising it slowly.
His moans got louder as he got closer to climax.
Ivan had his phone in one hand as he unzipped his pants letting his dick out. Spitting on his hand, he started stroking it up and down. Ivan wanted to go in Tills room so badly and fuck him in front of thousands of people that were watching him.
Ivan has been imagining sexual scenarios with Till for ages now and with him being so close now, he wanted to do all of those things.
Till came with a loud gasp and while he prepared the next toy, Ivan didn't stop stroking, in fact he kept speeding up.
Till now took out a mouth gag, a vibrating dildo and a cock-pin.
Ivan was surprised he was going all out today. Even the chat was asking what was up today.
Till looked over at the chat and answered, drool dripping down his chin.
“There was this guy…kept staring at me and it pissed me off, I need to let out my frustrations…ahh!” He finished the sentence with a small scream as he pushed the cock-pin in. The chat was full of curiosity
Username982:Creepy guy?
Tillsn1fan:Is he hot?
Kittenwhiskers:If he drove you to this I hope he pisses you off more in the future!!
Hoesbeforebros:Wishing I was the creepy guy…what a lucky freak to see you in person.
Ivan stopped moving his hand, staring at his phone.
‘is this about me’
‘fuck he's doing all this because I stared at him.’
Till looked over at the chat, grinning.
“You guys are curious..didn't pay that much attention to him, he was handsome I guess and tall too.”
The chat exploded at this, wanting to know more about the mysterious guy.
Jennyjenjen:Show pics!
Perrywinkle:HE WAS HANDSOME AND TALL?? Sign me up!!
Milfsinyoarea:Describe his looks to us 🤤
Inlovewithboobs:collab with the creepy guy in the next video!!
Perrywinkle:can we go back to the part where he was tall
“You're all insane” Till laughed at the comments.
“show pics? Why are you assuming I took any. Rushed outta there as soon as I finished what I was doing. And about the Collab...I'm not going to Collab with a stranger!"
Till turned his head away, his face barely visible to the camera now, he was flustered.
"Plus it's..weird."
The chat expressed their disappointment and Ivan sits there in silence. Till was flustered because of him.
If getting harder was impossible Ivan just made it possible now. He was so turned on, it felt like his dick was going to explode any second. All the blood in his body rushed to his dick.
“He WAS creepy…ngh..but…” Till didn't finish his sentence and put the gag on himself.
Till opened the bottle of lube again, pouring it on the vibrating dildo, stroking it up and down and with no hesitation thrusted it in quickly, his eyes widening in the process and blush on his face getting redder. He started playing with his nipples as the dildo did its job.
Ivan couldn't hold it in anymore and came but he was still hard. It was Ivan that drove Till to all this. He was doing this because of Ivan.
Ivan wanted Till to think about him as he did this to himself. Wanted Till to imagine it was the creepy mysterious guy instead of the toy. Pounding his ass as he whispered praise into his ears.
Ivan wanted Till to beg for orgasm, he wanted Till to lose the ability to think about anything else but Ivan giving him pleasure.
Till and Ivan came together. Till with a loud moan, his body shivering and arms flopping to his sides with no strength left in them. Ivan with a groan, his hand covered in cum and sweat running down his face.
Till ended the stream without a single word and Ivan could hear rustling from his room.
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After a few minutes he also heard the balcony door being opened and the sound of a lighter.
Till was outside and coincidentally Ivan would be there too. He quickly went to the bathroom washing his hands, pulling up his zipper and going outside.
Till looked over at the sound of the door opening, shock being visible on his face as he saw the man that came out.
It was the creepy guy from before. ‘great’ Till thought, he looked away deciding not to pay attention to Ivan and kept smoking.
Ivan looked at what Till was wearing and almost jumped on him.
Till was wearing underwear and only a red unzipped jacket over his naked torso. Ivan wanted him fully naked. He imagined ripping off what little clothing Till had on. The look he would have on his face, what words he'd say.
His fantasies were cut short by Till going back in the room, the smell of cigarettes disappearing with him. Sounds of more rustling could be heard in the room and suddenly Till leaving the room followed. The door dinged meaning it was locked.
Ivan took this as an initiative and jumped over the small fence of the balcony. Till left the door open to his luck.
He went in seeing the toys still on the towel, covered in Tills fluids. There was also underwear on the pillow.
Ivan walked over to the pillow, picking up the underwear, sitting down on the bed and sniffing it. He was going to borrow this..well steal was a better word. He was going to steal this.
As he was sitting on the bed, he closed his eyes, the underwear still near his nose, imagining Till sucking him off. Him whimpering as tears ran down his face, taking all of Ivan's length in. Choking on it in the process.
Ivan released into his mouth and Till swallowed all of it, not leaving a single drop behind or even better his cum staining Till's face, all over his pretty eyelashes. His face is full of different fluids.
Ivan snapped out of it, realizing he came in his pants again. He sighed loudly, getting up and putting Tills underwear in his pocket.
He left everything how it was, before leaving he took one final look at the room and went to his own room shortly.
Ivan was left satisfied today. He didn't want to come to this meeting and was planning to cancel but now he was glad he didn't cancel. If he did he would've never seen Till, or even have gotten a souvenir.
He was going to sleep with this underwear next to him every night. Ivan was never going to wash this thing as long as he was alive. It was his prized possession.
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Sadly to Ivan's disappointment Till didn't go live after that time, despite that Ivan could still hear moans coming from his room, meaning Till was fucking himself.
This fueled Ivan's fantasies more, he couldn't take it anymore. He had to stop himself from breaking into Tills' room.
Ivan stayed at the hotel until Till checked out. He had work to do but to him Till was more important.
The moment Ivan slid into the driver’s seat of his car, his fingers tightened around the steering wheel. His mind was full with images of Till. Every expression, every sound, every movement burned into his memory. It was a miracle he managed to get home without crashing into something, considering how distracted he was.
He walked in through the front door, missing Tills voice, the muffled moans he would hear from the thin wall that kept them apart.
Every single day after coming home, he checked. He refreshed his phone, hoping for an update. He searched for any sign of Till going live, desperate for a glimpse of him.
But nothing came.
A week passed, seven long days without so much as a whisper of content. The hunger inside Ivan only grew, consuming him from the inside out. It wasn’t fair. Till was his. How dare he disappear like this.
If this went on any longer, he’d have no choice. He’d track Till down, find out exactly where he was hiding. If it came to it… he’d take him. Kidnap him, lock him away in his basement, keep him where no one else could ever touch him.
Only for Ivan to have.
With a sharp exhale, he pushed himself up from where he sat. His fingers curled around his car keys as he grabbed them from the desk.
If he couldn’t have Till, at least not yet, then he’d drink himself numb trying to forget.
Without another thought, he left the house, heading straight for the bar.
The car ride was silent, the hum of the engine the only thing filling the silence. The bar wasn't that far within a minute, Ivan found himself outside. The bar wasn't anything special, on the outside it looked like a cafe, looked like something out of the 70s. The outside was surrounded with a fence, and inside the fence stood 2 tables.
Pushing open the door, Ivan stepped inside, immediately taking in his surroundings. The atmosphere was calm, almost subdued. It wasn’t overly crowded, only four tables were occupied,engaged in quiet conversation, and a couple of people were seated at the stools by the counter. Without much thought, Ivan made his way over and sat down between them.
He ordered his first shot and downed it quickly, the familiar burn trailing down his throat. Then another. And another. By the time he had taken his third, the man seated beside him stood up and left without a word. Ivan barely registered it, his mind beginning to blur.
He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when, after three more shots, someone else took the now-empty seat beside him. Slowly, almost hesitantly, he turned his head to meet the stranger’s eyes. To his surprise, the man was already scowling. His expression was one of frustration.
“Hey are you stalking me or what.” The man next to Ivan asked, annoyed.
“First I see you at the hotel, somehow you ended up in the room next to mine and I might add u didn't check out before I did! And now I see you here!” Ivan blinked, trying to process what he had just heard, but the man gave him no chance to respond before continuing.
‘Till…we meet again.’
The thought drifted through Ivan’s mind with an air of amusement. Smirking to himself, he signaled to the bartender and ordered two shots. one for himself and one for Till.
Till raised an eyebrow at the gesture, clearly wary.
“Hey are you drunk?” He put a hand on Ivans shoulder. Ivan raised his hand and put it on top Tills.
The bartender soon placed the shots in front of them.
Ivan wasted no time. "Drink up, Till," he said smoothly before grabbing his glass and tossing the liquor back in one swift motion. Till, however, didn’t drink. Instead, he stared at his glass. His fingers barely touched the surface of the counter as his unease visibly grew.
Ivan watched as Till’s expression shifted. It wasn’t difficult to guess what had unsettled him.
“How do you know my name.”