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jiyong’s mind raced with thoughts. he couldn’t wait to get home, he had just suffered through a 7 hour shift at the airport. jiyong was a barista in one of the many coffee shops that were scattered across it. he usually made pretty good tips from rich businessmen traveling from one country to the next and in need of a quick espresso. it was now 2:00 am though, and he was absolutely exhausted.
the black haired boy quickly got into his car, it was a pretty nice little thing he got from his parents on his 16th birthday. jiyong started the ignition and backed out of the parking garage that seemed endless. the roads were busy, even so late at night. they were near the airport, after all. jiyong drove for a little while longer before grabbing a smoke out of his book bag, lighting it carelessly without looking back up at the road.
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“give me 30 minutes, darling. i’ve missed you so much since i’ve been abroad.” seunghyun spoke into his phone. he had just gotten off the plane, arriving safely back in seoul. he had been in tokyo for a business trip, leaving his wife and kids at home for a few weeks. he knew that his driver would be picking him up from the airport and driving him back home in seunghyun’s car, so he offered to just drive himself back. “but sir- are you sure? you probably have jetlag, wouldn’t want you to crash into any-” the man spoke with a nervous chuckle, but seunghyun soon cut him off. “i’d like to drive myself back, or is that not okay with you?” he said sarcastically. the other man nodded with a slight bow and opened the car door for seunghyun, “sorry sir.” the older man ran his fingers through his dark hair, chuckling lowly. “will you need money for your own cab back?” seunghyun dug through his wallet and pulled out two 50,000 won bills. “this should be enough,” he smiled. “oh, thank you sir. but this is more than enough for a taxi.” the driver pleaded. seunghyun wanted to roll his eyes, “just take the money you fucker,” he thought. “c’mon.” he gestured towards the won in his hand again, extending it further. “okay, thank you sir- have a great night.” and with that, seunghyun’s driver gave him another slight bow before walking off into the airport. probably going to buy a drink with this money.
seunghyun was glad to be back in seoul, these business trips were slowly starting to kill him. and so were all these staff. he didn’t want or need a driver, he could drive his own car perfectly fine. the man drove out of the airport bounds, and started his way back to his loving family. not that he was so joyed to see his wife. his kids, maybe. seunghyun’s wife was an absolute whore, the amount of times she cheated on him while he was on trips had to be breaking some sort of scale. but seunghyun just acted like he didn’t know, he didn’t have time for a divorce right now- and he didn’t want to put his young children through that.
seunghyun turned on the radio, switching through stations. he was sitting at a red light, waiting for it to flash green. when all of a sudden, his car jolted forward slightly. “what the hell?” he muttered under his breath… seunghyun’s eyes flashed to his rear view mirror, and squinted with annoyance as he realized that his car was just rear-ended. “you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” he rolled his window down, signaling for the perpetrator to follow him into the nearby parking lot.
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jiyong’s cigarette fell out of his hands at the sudden jolt of his car, “oh shit!” he had just hit someone. well- not a person, but a thing! he hit a car, and it looked expensive. “fuck me…” he thought. jiyong saw the man stick his hand out the window, signaling for him to follow. and as much as he wanted to flee the scene, he decided against it. when they pulled into the parking lot of some sort of outlet mall, jiyong stepped out of his car. he sheepishly stood there, scratching the back of his neck. seunghyun quickly exited his own vehicle, walking around the back to assess the damage. it wasn’t awful, but it was definitely dented. “what the hell kid, were you not paying attention?” he hissed, turning to the shorter boy standing there. “i’m so sorry, i was only looking down for a second!” jiyong replied. he knew he was fucked, this guy was gonna demand his insurance, which he didn’t have… jiyong’s parents had gotten him insurance on the car when he had first gotten it, but jiyong made a promise to them that he would keep up with it and pay for it with his own money. he quickly realized that was a mistake only a few months into owning a car. he’s honestly surprised he hasn’t been in an accident before, as it’s been a couple years that he’s had his license now.
the taller man stepped closer to jiyong, and he couldn’t help but think how handsome this guy was… jiyong bit down on his lip, but then quickly shook himself out of thought as the man spoke again. “you look like you don’t have car insurance, so i’m not even gonna ask.” seunghyun scoffed, a low chuckle emitting his lips. “what the hell is that supposed to mean?” jiyong gritted through his teeth. “i just mean- you look young, not very wise.” the man had an intoxicating smile. one that kept glinting at jiyong. “focus ji”, he told himself. “whatever, what do you need from me? you don’t look like you need my money, so…” seunghyun looked jiyong up and down, it had been a couple weeks. long weeks… sexless weeks. he couldn’t deny that the man standing in front of him looked edible. very edible. “i might sound like a creep for this, but has anyone ever told you how sexy you are?” he smirked. jiyong’s eyes widened a little, he didn’t expect the man to say something like that. “oh- well i- um…” jiyong was flustered. a soft pink flushing his face. he couldn’t even make eye contact with the man. “i’m seunghyun, you?” seunghyun hoped that he wasn’t coming off too strong, but he needed some sort of payment now… and jiyong was cute. “jiyong, my name’s jiyong.” he smiled slightly and looked up at the man. “cute.” seunghyun sighed before speaking again. “i don’t have a lot of time, since you decided to delay me with your little stunt, but how about we get in my car?” jiyong was exhausted from the late shift he had just survived, but for some reason- he felt like he had the energy for this… he hadn’t been laid in a while, and this guy was hot as fuck. “sure, just don’t murder me.”
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seunghyun laid jiyong out on the leather seats in the back of his car, his hand resting on jiyongs stomach, making small circles. “so… you like older men or what?” seunghyun said with a chuckle. jiyong smiled, nodding slightly. “like you said, people my age aren’t very wise… so why should i waste my time with them?” “maybe you aren’t like them, you seem smart jiyong.” the older said back, his leg crossed over the other as he caressed jiyong’s clothed body. as nice as he looked in his loose black tee and black jeans, seunghyun knew he would look much sexier without all of that on. “do you wanna skip the small talk, baby?” it was now that jiyong realized the man had dimples, and he almost melted right there. “y-yeah, whatever you want.” he said in almost a whisper as he crawled onto seunghyun’s lap. “make this quick, right?” seunghyun nodded below him, his strong hands moving to jiyong’s smaller waist. jiyong cupped the man’s face, before leaning in to kiss him. his lips were sweet and soft against seunghyun’s. a light taste of hennessy lingered on the older man’s lips, and jiyong loved it. he rutted forward a bit, friction building up in both of their pants. seunghyun’s hands roamed up jiyong’s shirt, his thumbs brushing over his nipples over and over again. the kisses were becoming sloppier now, and that’s when jiyong pulled away with a pop. he brought his soft hands to seunghyun’s rougher ones, moving them to the hem of his shirt. seunghyun took the hint and pulled off the younger’s top, leaving him bare chested. seunghyun licked his lips, the sight of jiyong’s few tattoos did a number on him. “fuck… you’re so beautiful.” jiyong blushed at the compliment, before he tugged at seunghyun’s button up, quickly ripping it off of him. his abs were almost polished, and it made jiyong want to drool at the sight of him. before jiyong could think, seunghyun pushed him back down onto the seat, climbing on top of him. he started to lay light kisses along jiyong’s neck and collar bones, occasionally sucking a little harder at some spots. jiyong let out breathy whimpers, his need for this man building by every second. seunghyun eventually made his way to jiyong’s stomach, leaving kisses there, too. he unbuttoned and unzipped the younger’s pants, pulling them off slowly but surely. the outline of jiyong’s hard cock in his boxers was enough to make the older man cum right there. this was something his wife could never give him. seunghyun started to palm jiyong gently through his boxers, gaining a small moan out of the boy. “f-fuck…” seunghyun laughed, before stopping abruptly to take his own pants off. the air in the car was already warm, and now it was definitely about to get more humid. seunghyun nipped at jiyong’s neck again, rubbing his bulge against jiyong’s. the small movement quickly turned into full on dry humping, gaining moans out of jiyong and low groans out of seunghyun.
“ah- i need it…” jiyong pleaded, he couldn’t take the teasing anymore. seunghyun stopped in his tracks. “need what, sweetheart?” his voice was like butter, so smooth and silky. jiyong wanted more of him, he wanted everything. maybe it was the soju he loaded into his own coffee cup an hour before his shift ended, but he was feeling extremely turned on right now. it’s not just everyday that jiyong would get into an older man’s car…
“i want you… to fuck me,” jiyong said breathily. his face turned red, he was a little embarrassed at first- but seunghyun made sure to reassure the younger. “good thing i want to fuck you, too.” the older purred. he pulled off his boxers, revealing his member. jiyong could tell he was as hard as a brick, and it made jiyong’s own erection even sharper. he whimpered slightly at the sight, gesturing down to his own. “you got a pretty little problem down there huh?” seunghyun caressed jiyong’s exposed skin with one hand, draping his free one down the younger’s underwear. he gripped jiyong’s penis with his fist, not too hard, but not too gentle either. “is this what’s bothering you?” he said lowly, dipping his head down to press a kiss to jiyong’s temple. “m-mhm…” jiyong said shakily. his body was aching for that touch, absolutely aching. “tell daddy how you want him to fuck you…” he nipped at jiyong’s earlobe, slowly moving his thumb up and down against the side of jiyong’s cock. “u-until i cry… that’s how.” the younger fluttered his lashes up at the dark haired man, seunghyun had pulled back a bit to get a better view of the boy’s face. his soft features were breathtaking, and seunghyun feels almost grateful that he hit his car. “alright, then be a good boy and take everything i give you.”
seunghyun first stuck his index and middle finger into his own mouth, coating them with his thick saliva. he then pulled them toward jiyong’s lips, signaling for him to suck on them. the action was so intimate, what made it even more shrilling was the intense eye contact being made the whole interaction. after seunghyun approved his fingers slicked enough, he led them down to jiyong’s now exposed hole. his dick had been sprung up after seunghyun removed his boxers, his throbbing penis was almost an embarrassment. but seunghyun left wet kisses against it, teasing him even further. seunghyun lined up one of his fingers with the ring of muscle, his other hand grabbing jiyong’s thigh. without warning, he shoved his middle finger all the way into jiyong, getting a surprisingly loud moan out of him. this made seunghyun even hotter, he bit down on his lip and pushed until he was basically filling jiyong to his knuckle. he started to move the finger in and out slowly, so slowly it was almost painful- before adding his second finger. “augh… shit,” jiyong whimpered. he bit down on his lip so hard he swore he could taste blood, both of his hands gripping the leather seats. with a few more pumps of his fingers, seunghyun tore them out with a slick pop. “you ready for me to fill you up?” jiyong nodded so fast his head might’ve fallen off, he was more than ready- he had been ready. but seunghyun had been teasing him for what felt like an eternity. another chuckle escaped the older’s mouth, “just so needy, aren’t you?” he lined himself up with jiyong’s pink hole, pressing his top against it gently. he circled the hole with his tip until he could tell jiyong couldn’t take it any longer, and with a buck of his hips he was inside of the younger. both of them let out a moan at the sudden impact, jiyong’s turning into more of a whimper. seunghyun stayed there for a moment, letting the boy adjust to his big size. 8 1/2 inches isn’t easy to take… “m-move… please,” jiyong hiccuped. “alright baby, as you wish.” seunghyun couldn’t be more thrilled to start pumping his flesh into jiyong, so he quickly picked up the pace. he dipped his head down so that he could meet jiyong’s lips with his own, stealing a passionate and sloppy kiss from him as he continued moving his hips. the car felt warm and almost claustrophobic, even with how big the inside was. it was great… jiyong moved one of his hands down to slowly rub the tip of his cock, making him roll his eyes back. “that feel good, baby?” seunghyun teased. jiyong continued his whimpers, seunghyun got even faster. each thrust sent the sound of skin clapping against skin throughout the car. seunghyun knew his windows were tinted, but it still turned him on that they were slightly in public. anyone could knock on the window, not that they would have any reason to… jiyong started to stroke his shaft at the same rhythm as seunghyun’s thrusts, nearly throwing himself over the edge. “a-ah… mm gonna..” jiyong whimpered out. seunghyun was leaving hickeys on the younger’s neck, marking him up to show everyone the little slut he could be for the right guy. seunghyun just happened to get lucky tonight. “you gonna cum, baby?… wait for daddy to cum first,” seunghyun said lowly. sweat trickling down his forehead. they were both sweaty, skin sticking to the other’s. jiyong stuck one of his thumbs in his mouth, biting down on it to try and keep himself from cumming. he wanted to give seunghyun what he wanted. he just had to ride this out for a little longer… “look at you… so fucking good.” seunghyun’s voice cracked at the end of his sentence, as his hot cum poured into jiyong’s tight hole. “aw fuck..” he moaned out as he continued his thrusts, they were much slower and almost had a twitch to them now though. the hot liquid spilling into jiyong pushed him over the edge, and he came right after .”a-ah- shit!” the younger whimpered repeatedly as white ropes painted seunghyun’s lower stomach. seunghyun chuckled lowly and softly collapsed on top of jiyong. they were both panting like crazy, it had to be hot as hell inside that car now. they sat there for a moment, trying to catch their own breath. but seunghyun shot up at the sound of his phone ringing, “aw shit…” “what’s wrong?…” jiyong asked with a cock of his head. “i-it’s my wife,” he said sheepishly. jiyong widened his eyes a little, but it wasn’t necessarily a surprise. seunghyun swiped left on the phone screen, taking his phone to his ear. “hi love- yeah traffic got really bad near the airport- oh really? okay, i’ll be there soon- love you too.” jiyong rolled his eyes, “traffic…” he thought to himself. seunghyun dropped his phone into the front seat, then leaned back against the warm leather in the back. “poor excuse, just so you know.” jiyong teased playfully with a smile. seunghyun snapped his head to the younger, a playful smirk on his own lips. “you’re lucky im tired or else i’d fuck that stupid grin off your face.” “fair,” jiyong tested. they both got dressed back in their clothes, but before parting ways- seunghyun felt obliged to ask. “jiyong, could i uh… get your phone number?” jiyong had his hand on the cool metal of the door handle, ready to jet out of there. but- something in him didn’t want to leave the older with nothing. “sure,” he said with a smile.
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that night, jiyong got the best sleep of his life. not before squealing in his apartment and calling his friend chaelin to tell her the news. “wait- seunghyun? like choi seunghyun? ji! he’s a huge deal, he owns like a bunch of labels- like YG!” chaelin seemed absolutely ecstatic at the news, but jiyong wasn’t listening. he couldn’t stop thinking of… the events. “i only know his first name… he did seem rich, though.” “well if it is him, you got lucky!” jiyong could practically hear her giddy smile through the phone. “yeah, yeah. lucky alright…”