It happened one Thursday afternoon as the boys were getting ready to go home from work. They were happy, relaxed after a long day of practice. They each got into their respective cars, before the two vehicles started pulling out of the parking lot.

They went through security checks like they always do, the security scanning their cars for any tracking devices. The boys paid no mind to it because, who would put a tracking device on their car and why?

A suspicious device was one in one of the cars. The car that had Wooyoung, Mingi, Yeosang and Hongjoong. When Mingi heard the news, his anxiety went through the roof, making it difficult for him to breathe. Unfortunately the person who could calm him down was in the other car.

Thu-thump. Thu-thump. Thu-thump. Wooyoung's heartbeat increased, his palms getting sweaty. He heard a few words from the manager, devise... Tracking... Following us. Cameras. When he heard that last word he felt like he would pass out.

Yeosang grabbed his hand, telling him it will be ok. Just to breathe and he'll be ok. Wooyoung's worst nightmare was about to become a reality. He wasn't ready to tell the world. Not yet.

He looked down at his outfit which consisted of a white frilly crop top and a mini pencil skirt. He was so happy when he got the opportunity to dress up but now that happiness had turned into fear. He was not ready to tell the world he's a cross dresser.

Everything happened within 10 seconds. The two cars parked next to one another, the doors were opened and the boys were dragged into the other car. Because of space, or the lack of, they had to find a lap to sit on. Mingi threw himself into Yunho's arms, sobbing. Seonghwa opened his arms for their leader, running his hand up and down his back to comfort him. Yeosang sat with San, softly whispering to each other.

Wooyoung had to sit on Jongho's lap all the way in the back of the car. Their manager wanted to keep him hidden, knowing he's not ready for the world to know. Withing ten seconds, everyone was in the car and the cars pulled away into opposite directions.

Wooyoung watched as Yunho turned Mingi around on his lap. Mingi now sat facing Yunho, who held his hands as they did breathing exercises. Soon, Mingi was calm and had stopped crying. He placed his head on Yunho's chest, closing his eyes. Yunho lowered the seat and wrapped his arms around him.

Wooyoung who was watching all this, was glad to see his friend feel better. He was still worried about though. The car swerved a few lanes trying to get away from the car that was following them. He noticed one of the passengers had a huge camera and was trying to get pictures.

Jongho felt Wooyoung shiver on his lap and reached to get the blanket from the boot of the car. He wrapped the blanket around Wooyoung's shoulders, covering his whole body. The car suddenly swerved and Jongho wrapped his arms around Wooyoung to keep him safe.

As Jongho pulled Wooyoung closer to his chest, Wooyoung's skirt rode higher and higher on his thighs. He was greatful for the blanket covering him, otherwise the world would have a view of his panties. The speeding car went over a speed hump, causing Wooyoung to bounce on Jongho's lap.

That's when he felt it.

Hard and pushing against his butt.

Wooyoung tried to ignore it, but every time the car swerved, Jongho would hold him tighter. He felt himself clench around the butt plug he had put in just before leaving the studio. He had planned an evening with his B.O.B

But now the feel of Jongho's strong arms wrapped around him, the hardness against his butt and the butt plug that rubbed against all the right spots whenever he moved turned him on. He felt himself harden, the feeling uncomfortable because he had tucked himself, not wanting a visible bulge.

He looked around and saw YunGi sleeping, Yeosang and San talking to each other and next to him, Seongjoong looking into each other's eyes. He discretely reached under the blanket to free his cock from the uncomfortable position. This was not the time for this.

"Guys get comfortable, we've lost them but we're going for a drive just to make sure." Their manager said as the car slowed down and stopped swerving. San and Yeosang lowered their seat a bit, getting comfortable and cuddling.

Hongjoong got comfortable, turning sideways and resting his head on Seonghwa's shoulder, closing his eyes. Seonghwa placed his head on top of Hongjoong and also closed his eyes. Soon there were little snores filling the car.

"Hyung," Jongho whispered. "Are you comfortable?" Wooyoung nodded, even though he wasn't very comfortable. How comfortable can one be when they are horny in a car with a hard cock pressed on his ass and a butt plug pressing against all the right spots?

"Ok, but I'll lower the seat a bit ok?" Jongho whispered into his ear. Wooyoung nodded and Jongho lowered the seat before pulling Wooyoung back to rest against his chest. Wooyoung focused on the scenery outside, the sun had set and the street lights were on.

His mind travelled to the plans he had  this evening with his vibrator, as he needed some serious relief. Subconsciously, he spread his legs on either side of Jongho's and started grinding on him. He felt Jongho's hands flex on his hips. He had to stop. This was not the time.

However, it felt so good he couldn't get himself to stop. He carried on for a while, the feeling too good for him to stop. Jongho had a hard grip on his hips, but he was not stopping him. Wanting more, Wooyoung sat up and turned his head to look at Jongho.

He took in his half closed eyes and sweaty forehead. Wooyoung maintained eye contact with him as he took Jongho's hand and placed it against his exposed midriff. Jongho ran his hand up and under his top, stopping when he came in contact with his hard nipple. He rubbed and pinched it while watching Wooyoung's eyes roll back into his head, his jaw going slack.

Wooyoung sat back again and took Jongho's free hand and slipped it under the blanket. He slowly dragged the hand from his stomach, past his throbbing member and further down until the came across the cutout in his panties. Jongho felt the butt plug, his entire body tensing.

Wooyoung held his breath, waiting to see Jongho's reaction. He sucked in a harsh breath when Jongho fiddled with the plug, pulling it out and pushing it in, fucking him with it. The hand on his chest continued playing with his nipples, adding extra stimulation.

Wooyoung's head landed on Jongho's shoulder as he slowly started grinding on Jongho. He could feel Jongho breathing in his ear, his legs spreading and pushing Wooyoung's legs wider apart. Wooyoung reached between his legs and held onto the hand that was fucking him with the butt plug.

He pulled on the hand, the butt plug slipping out of him. He looked back at Jongho, the two of them maintaining eye contact for a few seconds. After silently communicating his needs, Wooyoung raised up a bit as Jongho pulled down his sweats.

He could feel the hard yet soft, smooth, warm and throbbing cock slip inbetween his butt cheeks. He looked back at Jongho who raised an eyebrow in question. Wooyoung licked his lips and nodded before sinking down on him.

Jongho felt Wooyoung's slicked walls grip onto him and the elder sank onto him. He grabbed Wooyoung's hips to stop him from moving, while he got himself under control. He was soft, moist and warm. His walls clenched around him so wonderfully, he had a hard time being quiet.

Slowly, Wooyoung started riding and grinding. He let out a little moan and Jongho grabbed his hair, pulling his head back onto his shoulder. "Shhh... You gotta be quite. You'll wake everyone." He whispered into his ear, his other hand helping Wooyoung move on him. "Or do you want them to wake up? Hmm? Do you want them to see how desperate you are for my cock? How you're riding me like a little slut."

Wooyoung is loud. Everyone knows that. But he's also loud and expressive in the bedroom. He was having a tough time being quiet while Jongho was moving inside him, had a strong grip on his hair and was whispering dirty words to him. He felt tears of frustration well up and fall out of his eyes. Everything felt so good but he couldn't move the way he wanted. He could express himself the way he wanted.

He lost track of how long he had been riding Jongho. He was lost in a world of pleasure, frustration and Jongho's dirty words. Tears quietly spilled from his eyes, his jaw slack. The car came to a stop and their manager started waking them. "We're home guys. Let's get you inside ok."

Wooyoung froze as everyone started waking up and getting out of the car. He didn't move to get off Jongho. "Woowie, let's go baby" Seonghwa said softly. Wooyoung looked at him with a blank face and teary eyes. Seonghwa was about to reach out and hug him when Hongjoong grabbed his arm and shook his head.

"Let's give him a few minutes to calm down ok? He'll come inside when he's ready." Hongjoong couldn't sleep no matter how much he wanted to. He was worried about everyone. Who would put a tracking device on their car. Why? As tired as he was, he was too wound up to sleep. And for that reason, he knew what was going on with Wooyoung and Jongho. He saw everything.

He pulled a protesting Seonghwa out of the car, who refused to leave his sad baby behind. He only stopped protesting when Hongjoong filled him in on the situation. Everyone left. Wooyoung watched as they all got inside the elevator and left them in the parking lot. It was quiet. No one was around.

Wooyoung threw the blanket off and took off his top. He pulled his skirt up until it was buched around his waist. He shivered when Jongho ran his hands across his skin, both hands landing on his nipples. Jongho pinched and pulled both his nipples, causing Wooyoung to let out a loud moan.

He got off Jongho, took his panties off and straddled him. Running his hands through Jongho's soft silky hair, he began riding him. Now that they were alone, he rode him hard. He was loud. Nothing was holding him back. He let go of all the frustrations, all of his worries. He only focused on the pleasure he was getting from the man beneath him.

Jongho couldn't hold back his groans and moans. He spread his legs a bit and started fucking up into Wooyoung who got louder and had trouble controlling his body. Jongho held him in place by wrapping a hand around his neck, his other hand wrapped around his bouncing dick.

"Please..." Wooyoung whispered, tear stained eyes staring down at him. "What do you need? Hmmm?" Jongho asked. His hand worked Wooyoung's dick faster, his hips shooting up the meet him thrust for thrust. "Cl- close." Wooyoung chocked out.

He cried out as his body tensed, thighs shaking as he came all over Jongho and himself. Jongho followed, groaning as he came. Wooyoung's body finally stopped twitching and he collapsed on Jongho's hard sturdy chest.

He began crying, his emotions finally catching up with him. He cried hard and loud. "Hyung, what's wrong? Did I hurt you? Please tell me what's wrong." Jongho began panicking.

"I was s- so scared. Who does that? Who puts a tracking device on people's cars?" Wooyoung asked as he carried on crying. He was starting to get really angry. "Seriously, that was the scariest time of my life. How can someone violate our privacy like that?"

Jongho held Wooyoung as he cried until he eventually cried himself to sleep. It had been an emotional day and the adrenaline had finally left his system. Jongho gathered Wooyoung's clothes before wrapping him up on the blanket and carrying him out the car. He found the key on one of the seats, locked the car and made his way inside.

He was shocked when he was greeted by a sleepy Hongjoong and a pacing Seonghwa. "Oh! Good you're here. Is he ok?" Seonghwa asked fluttering around Jongho like a mother hen. "He's fine. He just cried a lot because he was scared. Understandably so. People are sick out there. Who does something like that? Anyway why aren't you asleep yet?"

"How can we sleep when mama is worried about her chicks?" Hongjoong asked getting up from the couch and rubbing his eyes. "Yah! You were worried too!" Seonghwa accused. "Whatever, Yeosang is bunking with San and Yunho tonight. Get some rest." Hongjoong said. He softly rand his hand through Wooyoung's hair, patted Jongho on the back and dragged Seonghwa to their room.

"Hongjoong wait! I need to dress them. They need their pajamas." Seonghwa protested as he was dragged to bed. Jongho chuckled then made his way to their room. He cleaned Wooyoung up, dressed him in warm pajamas and laid him in bed. Poor thing was out like a light.

He got changed himself then climbed into bed next to him. Wrapping his arms around him tight, he whispered goodnight. "It will be ok, nothing bad will happen to you. We're all here for you and we'll protect you."