San falls on the couch with a loud sigh. The quiet of the house swallowing him whole. Both parents were at work and Wooyoung who knows where.

It's mid day so he figured the younger was just out with a friend. Not that he was complaining. If it meant more time away from each other, he didn't mind much.

It's been a week since they kissed and since Wooyoung... gave him a blow job. It's been anything but pleasant in the house. San avoided him like a literal plague. Whenever he was in the room San would leave to another room. Whenever he was home he would go to Hongjoong's place and vice versa.

Hell, he couldn't even look Wooyoung in the eyes without memories of his dick inside his mouth flooding back. It drove him insane. And the sad truth is, he desperately wanted them to do it again.

He releases a long exasperated breath then pulls himself off the couch. He decides to have a shower seeing as he didn't have anything better to do.

Almost immediately after he jumps into the shower and turns on the shower head, Wooyoung comes home.

He walks into the kitchen with a yawn then grabs a bag of chips from the pantry. Then he begins hungrily gobbling down the bag right in the middle of the kitchen.

It wasn't until he was done eating that he hears that someone was taking a shower. And he knew that it definitely wasn't his either one of his parents. He knew this was his chance to get San to stop running away from him.

Wooyoung wasn't sure why he cared that San didn't seem to like him. He just didn't like that San didn't like. He was determined to change that.

Once San was done with his shower, he opens up the glass door, grabs his towel and pats himself dry before wrapping it around his hips. Then he takes a smaller towel from the shelf over the toilet and dries his hair with it. Once his hair is damp he finally steps out and was startled when he sees Wooyoung leaning on the wall opposite from the bathroom door.

Wooyoung looks at him blankly and he gulps then keeps walking to his bedroom. That's when he feels a hand grab his wrist. He tries to fight against Wooyoung's grip but was surprised by the shorter male's strength.

Wooyoung pushes him up against the wall. San hisses a little at the contact of the cold wall against his bare back. Even in the dim hallway San could still clearly see Wooyoung's smug smile.

"What the hell do you want?" San growls out, his brows furrowed in annoyance.

"I think the better question is, what the hell do you want?" Wooyoung's head cocks to side. He presses their crotch together and San had to hold back a moan.

"H-huh?" His face scrunches in confusion.

"I'm not going to keep chasing after you, asshole" Wooyoung mutters darkly. He brings their faces closer. The air stiff and San felt himself break a sweat when he sees Wooyoung's gaze drop to his lips.

"What the fuck are you going on about?" San whispers out, their eyes on each other's wet lips. Wooyoung bites his bottom lip a little, a cocky smirk forming of the pink flesh.

"Kiss me" Wooyoung demands.

San looks up at his eyes. They were dark and daring. Sparkly dark irises hiding behind his long bangs. "S-stop-"

"Fucking kiss me" Wooyoung's voice raises a little and San immediately joins their lips firmly. The kiss was firm and slow then quickly picks up speed. Their tongues repeatedly collide as they angled their heads further deepening it.

San's hand flies up to hold Wooyoung firmly behind the neck. Their hips slowly moving against each other. Wooyoung's hands snakes down to the towel around San's hips. He loosens it then allows it to drop to the floor. The white material now a pool around San's legs.

He grips San's hardening member and slowly flicks his wrist. San moans into the wet kiss. They break apart and San's slides his hand under Wooyoung's loose shirt in search for the younger's nipples.

He twists then plays with Wooyoung's left nipple leaving Wooyoung writhing towards his touch. He whimpers slightly against San's lips, goosebumps forming all over his body.

San attempts to pulls his shirt off and Wooyoung gladly lets him. Once his shirt was off San throws it to the side then picks Wooyoung up by his torso. He burst into his room then throws Wooyoung on his bed.

That's when he notices the silver navel piercing along with a thin dainty looking belly chain sitting right belly the piercing. San felt a rush of blood migrate to his member at the sight, his dick now stiff and standing straight.

Wooyoung smirks up at him as he sits back on the bed and hurriedly unbuttons his jeans then drags them off his slender legs. He kicks them to the side while still seductively looking up at the older. Now completely naked, he opens up his legs wide and displayed his pink hole. The rim clenched and unclenched around nothing. Wooyoung licks his forefinger, giving it a nice slick, then he easily inserts it inside himself.

San just watches with mouth slightly parted and hand around his dick, pumping himself. Wooyoung licks his lips as he looks at San with lust filled eyes. He adds another finger, curling and spreading the digits in an attempt to stretch himself. He moans lowly and pushes his hand deeper.

"Are you really gonna let me get myself off with my own fingers?" Wooyoung huffs out, an intoxicated smile on his lips.

San doesn't respond. Instead he keeps pumping himself at an even pace, his eyes fixated on Wooyoung's bare and hairless body. Wooyoung, not satisfied with his finger, pulls out his digits then inches closer to San who was still standing by the bed.

He stops San's hand and replaces it with his own hand. He twists and pulls the stiff dick as he gave San a handjob. San obliges, not having the willingness to refuse. He knew what they were doing was beyond wrong but he couldn't bring himself to care at that point. His mind was fogged up and what he cared about was releasing every drop he had from his hardened member.

"Ah.. w-woo.. wooyoung, we should stop" He mutters out when Wooyoung takes him in his mouth. Wooyoung releases a long moan, the sound vibrating on San's dick. Doubling the pleasure.

"Fu-" San starts, his hands sliding into Wooyoung's long dark hair then he brings his pulsating dick even deeper into the younger's wet cavern. Wooyoung gags on him before San pulls out and repeats. San feels the younger's cold hands slide up and down his ass before spreading his cheeks. Then he pushes his middle finger inside San's tight hole, all while San still mouth fucked him.

San gasps at the foreign object but soon found the pleasure as Wooyoung's finger wiggled around inside him. "I'm gonna cum" He whispers. Wooyoung immediately begins sucking him off at a quick pace, his head bobbing up and down his length. His hair falling in his eyes a few times causing San to brush the black locks back for him.

With no warning, San came deep in Wooyoung's mouth. He grunts as he emptied himself, ribbon after ribbon, inside Wooyoung's hot mouth. Once Wooyoung was sure San was done he pulls back after having swallowed most of his semen. His mouth opens revealing a little bit if the white sticky substance in his mouth.

Wooyoung plays with it like a peice of bubblegum while looking up at San. The he swallows it with a grin. "Do you still wanna stop?" Wooyoung reminds him. He stands up until he and San were more or less at eye level.

San doesn't say anything, he captures Wooyoung's lips in another hot kiss. "Stop talking" San mutters against his lips before rejoining.

He pushes Wooyoung back on the bed then crawls over him. He begins littering kisses down his jawline, neck, collarbone until he got to his belly button. His wet tongue laps over Wooyoung's piercing, sucking on the metal.

Wooyoung watches with a breathy sigh. "Oh my god that's so hot" He giggles.

He keeps moving down until he got to Wooyoung's hardened dick. He ignores it though and goes a little lower. Wooyoung gladly spread his legs wide for San, not having a clue what the older male was up to.

San holds Wooyoung's thighs open then presses his tongue against his pink hole. Wooyoung gasps then moans at the feeling. "Oh god" He whimpers.

San sucks and licks at his clenched rim. He pushes his tongue even deeper and begins fucking him with his tongue. He hums against his hole. Wooyoung writhes in pleasure, his fingers playing with his hardened nipples.

"San.. fuck me already. I can't take this anymore" He whispers.

San pulls back. He rushes to his closet, retrieves a condom and a tube of lube. He rips the condom off and slides it on his rising dick. He then pours a generous amount of lube on Wooyoung's clenched hole then he begins pushing his way through.

Wooyoung moans lowly at the feeling of San stretching him out. He's been fucked by a countless amount of dicks ranging from size to length and so far San's was just perfect. Not to big or too small. It made his toes curl once San was hilt deep.

San lifts one of Wooyoung's leg and places it over his shoulder creating a better angle. He pulls out then rams back in. Wooyoung grips the sheets. "F-fuck!" He moans.

San does it again and again, his pace getting faster and more erratic. Wooyoung whimpers and moans as San repeatedly rams into him, just barely grazing his prostate.

It was those same moans San had dreamt about many times. Just the sound alone was enough to make him cum. He takes Wooyoung dick, as it flapped with each thrust, then begins pumping him.

"A-ah.. I'm so close" Wooyoung grips the back of San's neck once he feels that his release is near.

"Me.. too" San whispers darkly against his lips. "Don't hold back your moans for me, ok baby boy?"

Wooyoung doesn't last much after the nickname. He came with a loud reverberating moan. His white semen getting on San's hand as well as his stomach.

San followed soon after due to Wooyoung's hole clenching around him. He came into the condom then hastily joins their lips in a sloppy kiss.

After he finishes riding out his high, he pulls out and falls beside Wooyoungs sweaty body. They both try to catch their breaths for a few silent seconds. San sits up, running his hand through his hair in frustration.

Wooyoung also sits up then looks over him.

"We can't speak of this to anyone.." San orders. "Got it?" He turns to Wooyoung, their eyes meeting.

"Well obviously-"

"I'm serious Woo. This is like borderline.. incest. It's illegal" He whispers as if they weren't the only ones at home.

"Not technically. We aren't related" Wooyoung almost laughed out loud. "Plus, it's just sex. We're not getting married or anything, it'll be fine" Wooyoung says reassuringly as he leans forward, his eyes on San's slightly parted lips.

"Do you think our parents give a shit about that? We can't do this aga-"

Wooyoung cuts him off by engaging in another kiss. San couldn't help himself. He kissed back with as much vigor. Wooyoung throws a leg around San's hips bringing himself to sit on the taller's thighs, staddling his hips. His hips begin moving slowly as they continued making out.

San pulls back with an unwilling grunt, hands holding Wooyoung's hips in place before it escalated.. again. "God, it's impossible to think straight with you" He presses a kiss to Wooyoung's jawline. "You're just so.." He whispers against his skin.

Wooyoung shivers then smirks to himself. He moves his head to the side giving San the space to do away with his neck.

The sound of the front door opening snaps them out of their trance. San stares wide eyed at his open bedroom door and his towel as well as Wooyoung's shirt littered in the hallway floor.

"Boys! I'm home and I got pizza" San's dad says in a sing song voice.

Wooyoung immediately springs into action. He rushes to the hallway and grabs their things before retreating into his room while San shuts the door to his own room. He releases a long breath of air then goes into his closet to put on some clothes.

Both males leave their room at the same time fully dressed again, their gazes meet momentarily as they walked to the kitchen. "Hi dad. You're home early" San greets with a half laugh.

"Yeah, we called it in early today. I got hawaiian and pepperoni. Dig in" He says as he takes a huge bit of his hawaiian slice.

Wooyoung smiles with gratitude then takes a slice of the pepperoni while San takes a hawaiian. The pair look at each other knowingly while they took a bite of their pizzas.

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