11. battle of the f-boys • M

Update is a day late I'm so sorry y'all!! I've been really sick for the past couple days and haven't been motivated to write anything. Today I felt a little better tho so here's the chapter 🤎 hope it doesn't feel too rushed~

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San looks back at the ocean in search for Wooyoung and his eyes widen when he makes out their bodies presses against each other in the water, Yeosang's hands in Wooyoung's now wet hair, heads angled and their lips repeatedly clashing.

San's lip twitches. His heart rate picks up speed and he instinctively clenches his jaw. But the strange thing is, he wasn't angry the way he thought he'd be. If anything the scene kind of turned him on...

And in that instant he knew for a fact he must be sick in the head to find arousal in seeing his step brother make out with his friend. But he couldn't help but be seriously aroused by the scene. The way both their wet toned chests pressed against each other, Wooyoung's hand gripping Yeosang's arm, Yeosang's hands buried in Wooyoung's hair. Fuck... San's lips parted with want.

His breath hitches and a heat pools at his groin when Yeosang begins dragging kisses down Wooyoung's wet skin. Wooyoung's rolls his head, giving space for the older male to do away with him. He does so and opens his eyes slightly in search for San.

And when both their eyes met it felt like a rush of blood shot straight to San's dick. Wooyoung's had the most erotic look in his half lidded eyes as he watched San from the water while Yeosang continued sucking harshly on his skin.

He bit his lip, gasped and closed his eyes when Yeosang grinds into him. Then he brought his own lips to Yeosang's neck to press a kiss all the while maintaining eye contact with San.

San shot up from his seat, grabbing his backpack and subtly holding it against his crotch. His felt trapped down there and began regretting his choice of wearing jeans.

"Where are you going?" Jongho asks with furrowed brows as he struggled ripping open a bag of gummy worms.

"My dad just texted. Said I need to get back, it's an emergency. Could one of you guys drop Wooyoung off at the resort later? I need to go like right now" He lied but with the way his heart was racing and his small boner grew each time he saw Wooyoung and Yeosang in the water from his peripheral, he knew he was at risk of being found out if he stayed and watched them longer.

"Booo" Jongho pretends to throw tomatoes at him. "You guys just got here" He whines.

"I know, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you" He says but was already stepping over the bench to leave.

"Alright then, see you later. It looks like Yeo found his next meal anyways so Wooyoung probably won't be back till tomorrow I'd imagine" Taehyun says with a laugh and the group looks over at the pair in the water who had now resumed making out while their hands roamed.

Eric snorts as he held back a laugh and Jongho fake gags. "I'll never understand how one person can have so much sex drive. He runs through so many bodies a week it's embarrassing" Jongho mutters after he tosses a gummy worm whole in his mouth.

"That's Yeosang for ya" Hana chimes with an amused smile from her spot on her boyfriend's lap whilst she scrolled through her phone absentmindedly.

"No but seriously, at this point I'm convinced he..." The group continues their conversation but San was already making his way back towards the parking lot.

Once away and he was sure they couldn't see him in the darkness of the beach he relaxes a bit. A frustrated sigh leaves his lips and as he trudged back to his car. He couldn't believe his body reacted the way it did watching Wooyoung.

The steamy exchange between Wooyoung and Yeosang was burned into his memory and he knew he'd go home to finish himself off with that memory in mind. But what had goosebumps running up and down his arms was when Woooyoung noticed he was watching. The boy didn't get flustered or looked away or even broke off from Yeosang out of embarrassment.

No. He stared back. Right at San as he lustfully gave his friend a hickey while having the most salacious look in his eyes. The way his wet tongue and glossy lips glided on Yeosang's exposed neck was like watching something he shouldn't be watching.

The corner of San's lip cracks the tiniest smile and he realized at that moment that Wooyoung had lied. He knew he didn't like Yeosang like that. Not at all. And that's probably why San wasn't upset they made out. Because he knew Wooyoung only used Yeosang's interest in him as an opportunity to make him jealous.

It didn't work, obviously. If anything it was a huge turn on. And knowing Wooyoung did that to get him jealous? An even bigger turn on because that suggested that all he'd said about not being attracted to him anymore was a lie.

San smiles wider to himself as he approaches his car. "San! Hey wait up" A voice calling out to him from behind rips him out of his own head. He whips around to see Yunho attempting to jog through sand towards him.

"Yunho? Something wrong?" San asks quizzically.

Yunho comes a stop in front of him. He laughs softly as he tries to catch his breath. "Yeah. I mean no. I- just wanted to apologize for... back there. I didn't mean to make things weird" He apologizes and San cocks his head to the side as genuine confusion etches itself on his face.

"Wait you mean the kiss? Why are you apologizing for that"

Yunho's face reddens and he momentarily looks to the ground. "No I mean when I suggested we go..." He trails off.

San couldn't help but find amusement in the whole thing. A sly grin curls his lips upwards and his gazes darkens as he made firm eye contact with the taller male in front of him. "You don't have to apologize for that" San's voice comes out a little more suggestive as he stepped closer to Yunho until there was little space between them. His hand slips on his hips.

He was horny and didn't mind taking the opportunity to get his dick wet.

Yunho just chuckles amusedly at his advances. "Thought you said you weren't feeling it?"

"I did say that. But I changed my mind"

Yunho just narrows his eyes at him then slowly steps out of his hold. "You think I'm some easy fuck don't you? And that's kind of offensive actually" The taller boy comments with his own coy smile.

San scoffs playfully. "I don't think that"

"Yeah ok. If you wanna fuck you'll have to work for it from now on. Because I know my worth and no offence but if you can't see that then that's your loss" His voice was firm and San's smile falls a little the second he spots that look of disgruntlement in Yunho's forced smile.

Oh, he's serious...? San thinks to himself.

"Yunho I- I don't think of you like that. C'mon" His brows furrows with slight confusion as to where this was all coming from.

Yunho just bit his cheek and shakes his head as he walks backwards with a small tight lipped smile. He almost wanted to yell out to the oblivious idiot that he liked him but decided he wasn't dumb or drunk enough to confess to someone who just tried using him a moment ago.

"You're a pretty good kisser, and you're probably one of the few guys I've met that actually know how to use their big dicks properly. Would be shame if I never got to ride it again" Was his last words before he winks and walks off to return to the group seated around the fire.

San was left completely gobsmacked at their very confusing exchange. He scratches the back of his head and turns to enter his car.

Wooyoung felt the annoyed pit in his stomach grow larger as he watched Yunho follow after San had suddenly stood up and walked away from the fire. They were both headed back towards the beach's parking lot.

He obviously hadn't heard anything that was said within the small gathering of friends seeing as he was a good couple feet from the group. But one moment San was staring dead at him and Yeosang in the water and the next San was leaving. With the guy he was just making out with hot on his heels. The situation didn't leave much else to the imagination.

He dragged his gaze away from the pair as their figures disappear into the nighttime. He bit his inner cheek because now more than he was was angry, he felt humiliated. It was as though San was intentionally trying to rile him up. And it hurt even though he knew it probably shouldn't.

He exaggerates his moan when Yeosang sucked at the wet skin on his neck. "C-can we.. go to your place?" He asks through slick parted lips and wispy breathes.

Yeosang chuckles in his neck, hot breath tickling Wooyoung's skin and causing him to shiver. "Thought you'd never ask.."

Loud pants and moans bounce off the walls in Yeosang's dark bedroom. The lewd sounds of both males panting, moaning and spitting out obscene curses drowns out the creaking of the bed underneath their weight and aggressive movements.

Yeosang had his eyes half lidded, brows scrunched with concentration and face buried in Wooyoung's sweat dampened neck as his hips snapped back and forth, in and out against Wooyoung's pelvis, fucking him deep and fast.

Wooyoung curses and pants loudly underneath Yeosang, legs wrapped around his hips in an attempt to bring him even closer. Deeper. The sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed in the room in continuous quick succession.

"F-fuck ughh oh god" Wooyoung mewls at the older boy's relentless deep strokes. His prostrate just barely being missed each thrust. His fingers dig into Yeosang's shoulder as shaky gasps escapes his dry lips. His eyes were screwed shut as he held the boy above him even tighter. Because behind those closed lids it wasn't Yeosang fucking his brains out. It was San.

It was San's cock that's buried deep in him and consistently brushing past his prostrate with each thrust. It's San's lips that is pressed against his neck, kissing, sucking. It's his hair that is tickling Wooyoung's cheek with each movement. San's deep grunts and strained moans bouncing off the walls, straight into his ear and directly to his painfully hard dick.

Wooyoung's head swam with pleasure as each thrust from San caused him to fall deeper and deeper over the edge. "You like that? You like being fucked like this don't you" San mutters in his ears though his voice comes out more like a growl. His teeth captures Wooyoung's earlobe and he nibbles a little, drawing both of the earring hoops on his left ear with his teeth. Wooyoung shivers.

"Yes.. ughh don't s-stop" Wooyoung moans out in a strained pitch. His stomach tightens as his high raced near.

"Fuuuck, you're so fucking sexy" San grunts again. "Keeping taking this dick like a good little bitch" His thrusts increase in intensity and depth but his strokes becomes sloppy at the same time indicating he too was close.

"Ughh kiss me" Wooyoung pleads and doesn't wait before capturing San's lips in a wet open mouthed kiss. Wooyoung's heart races as he melted into the kiss with Yeosang, who imagined was San. They make out in a sloppy, hurried fashion. Tongues tangling and lips repeatedly clashing producing wet lewd sounds.

"S-san! Fuck I'm gonna cum. Oh g-god" Wooyoung breathes harshly against his lips when he breaks from the kiss. The boy above him stiffens a little at the name drop but he continues his relentless thrusts as he desperately chased his release.

He pants against Wooyoung's lips as his orgasm quickly rose. Sweat beads at both their bodies and in no time Wooyoung exploded his load first on his stomach in thick spurts. He chokes a moan as he came in white translucent ribbons on himself while San fucked him through his orgasm.

"Ughh I'm cum- ming" He throws his head back, screwing his eyes tighter. His fingers dig even deeper in San's shoulders.

This tightening of Wooyoung's ass as he orgasmed causes San to fall off the edge and he too exploded his load in the condom he wore. "Ah fuck ah fuck" He says repeatedly in husky grunts as he came in the condom while still buried in Wooyoung's heat.

It takes another minute of loud panting and slow thrusts as San rode out their orgasm before Wooyoung's legs tiredly fall from being wrapped around San's hips and his eyes slowly slides open,

That's when the magic disappears. San disappears and person left staring down at him with narrowed eyes and a knowing grin was Yeosang.

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