Here's an extra warning for people that don't necessarily enjoy reading kinky stuff like that, this chappie contains anal fisting. Don't worry we'll be back to regular smut in the next one if you wanna skip this 👩🏾‍💻

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Have you ever been in love?

And I mean the kind of love that makes you numb to everything else around you. The kind that was worth walking through hell for. The kind that made waking up everyday worth it.

I didn't have a clue of what any of that felt like. In fact if you had asked me a few months ago I would've laughed at you for successfully coming up with a Disney plot line. It just sounds... unachievable.

But now... now im not so sure anymore. How the hell I managed to fall in love with my step brother I have no idea but shit, it happened.

And for the first time in.. ever if I'm being honest, I'm letting someone in...

Wooyoung felt his skin tingle as he made out with San in his bed. The room was dark and both boys were snuggled under Wooyoung's sheets. What first started off with some innocent cuddling slowly escalated.

San's props himself up on an elbow leaning, almost hovering, over Wooyoung and pressing sweet buttery kisses against his soft lips. The flips San's stomach was doing and with how goosebumps forms on his arms when Wooyoung reaches up and flicks back a lock of his dark bangs, a smile grows on his lips.

Though the room was dark Wooyoung had a nightlight in the corner of his bedroom so they could still efficiently see each other. Wooyoung returns the smile upon seeing San's dimpled one. "What?" He whispered.

"Nothing I was just... thinking" San mutters.

Wooyoung cocks his head to the side ever so slightly, his sprawled out black hair moving on the pillow as well. "About what?"

"Don't worry about it" San whispers against his lips then presses a soft kiss against the side of mouth then trailed his way down his jawline and into the crook of his neck.

Wooyoung gladly moved his head to the side letting him do as he wished. San nipped at his salty skin, sucking harshly the lapping over the bruised spot with his tongue. Wooyoung's breathing came out in short waves and he felt himself get more and more aroused.

"You know, I've always wanted to try fucking you" He says huskily, his eyes half lidded with an intense lust bubbling up in him. San, who had his face buried in Wooyoung's neck, simply chuckles darkly.

"You wanna top me?" San challenges, pulling back and looking down at Wooyoung with a certain dominance in his dark brown eyes . What he wasn't expecting was for Wooyoung to match that level of dominance.

Wooyoung stared right back at him, a wild and hungry look in his eyes. And shit did that turn San on. He felt a shiver crawl down his back and blood rush to his groin.

The corners of Wooyoung's lips lifts into a playful smirk, his tongue darts out and teasingly swipes San's parted wet lips. "Yeah. I wanna top you" He answers after what seemed like an eternity of silently asserting each other's dominace.

Wooyoung's hand slides down and under the sheets then he cups San's fully erect dick through his basketball shorts. "I wanna hear your pretty little moans for once, you know? I wanna hear you beg for my dick as I fuck you senseless" His grip on San's clothed member tightens then he begins stroking him through the thin peice of clothing.

San doesn't say anything, though a whimper like moan escapes his lips. He bites his bottom lip to hold back the embarrassing sound. It was also due to the fact that his dad was home so they absolutely had to be quiet. Even though he knew the man was a deep sleeper better safe than sorry.

The longer Wooyoung dirty talked against his lips the quicker San's dominance fell. The thought of Wooyoung fucking him fast and hard became so vivid in his head he nearly came in his shorts.

"I bet you're itching for me to be inside you" Wooyoung pushes further, his gaze darting to San's moistened lips. "And those lips, they always look prettiest when they're around my dick"

This did it for San. He couldn't take it much longer. He needed some form of relief but he refused to let himself be controlled like that. He quickly sits up and yanks his shirt off  flinging it across the room then he pulls back the covers and crawls over Wooyoung. The entire time Wooyoung watches him with with a hint of amusement.

He brings his attention to Wooyoung's crotch, the imprint of his swollen cock stood out against his white booty shorts. San's tongue laps over his lips as he stares hungrily at the imprint. He doesn't waste anymore time, dipping his head down and mouthing over the bulge. His tongue laps over Wooyoung's clothed dick, his saliva wetting the area.

Wooyoung stared, his wet lips parted slightly and lustful eyes glazed. San looks up at him through long lashes, a small smirk forms on his lips when he sees how on edge the younger looked.

After few more seconds of teasing he finally takes Wooyoung out and immediately deep throats him, the swollen head hitting the back of his throat before he pulls back. Wooyoung releases a shaky sigh. "Fuck.. just like that" He whispers, his hand snaking it's way into San's hair as he continued sucking his thick length.

The sound of wet slurping echoes around the room but Wooyoung tries his best to keep his grunts under a whisper. He suddenly pulls San up, stopping his expert like blow job. San gives him a confused look but obeys, submitting completely to him.

"Finger yourself, stretch that tight little hole of yours for me" Wooyoung slowly sits up, his hand lightly holding San's chin.

San couldn't help but smirk playfully then quickly pulls his shorts off, leaving himself now completely naked. "You wanna watch me finger myself? That's kinda kinky"

"You love it when I moan out 'big brother'. You don't get to kink shame anyone" Wooyoung replies smugly. That shut San up.

"Where's your lube?" San questions and Wooyoung reaches under his bed and grabs a tube. San pours a generous amount on his hand then spreads his legs on the bed, with Wooyoung watching beside him.

He slips one finger in, a shaky breath escapes his lips then he slips in another and another. He throws his head back, mouth hanging open and eyes closed as he fucked himself with his fingers. Three digits easily sliding in and out of his puckered hole.

Wooyoung just watched the steamy scene, the way his body glowed even in the dark. The way his dark disheveled hair fell in his eyes drawing attention to his pursed lips. His strong jawline and lean neck... Wooyoung could stare at him forever with no complaints.

He leans over and presses a wet kiss just underneath San's jawline, in the crook of his neck. "Such a dirty boy, how often do you secretly finger yourself like this?" Wooyoung whispered in his ear then grazes San's earlobe with his teeth. That sent a chill all over San's body.

"Because I know you love being a dominant but part of me is positive you enjoy being a sub even more" Wooyoung uses a finger to turn San's head in his direction. Wooyoung just stared in amusement at his flushed expression, his fingers still sliding in and out of himself. The speed of his wrist slowly increases and Wooyoung suspected he was near his release.

"Come on, tell me. How often do you finger yourself? Once a week? Twice? Three times?" Wooyoung pushes, his lips hovering over San's.

"T-three" San manages to whisper out. "Sometimes more"

Wooyoung's lips stretches into a smile. "Three times. Tch tch" He click his tongue. "I wish you would've invited me to watch, I think you look so fucking hot when you do it... like right now"

San was so close now and with the way Wooyoung was talking he knew he'd cum any second now. Suddenly Wooyoung takes his hand, pulling his fingers out. He's about to protest because he was so close to release but Wooyoung only replaced the space with his own fingers.

San stares at him with mouth parted wider as Wooyoung slides 4 fingers into him stretching him even more. "Tell me, have you ever been fisted before?" He whispers darkly, his tongue lapping over his bottom lip at the thought of fisting the older male.

San shakes his head slowly, his breath caught in his throat once Wooyoung begins moving his hand. His four fingers curling and sliding in and out of him at a blissfully stimulating way.

"You haven't? Seriously? I'll tell you right now it feels absolutely amazing. The pleasure is mind numbing and orgasm so insane you forget what your own name is for a few seconds" He chuckles darkly. San only stares at him with him with half lidded eyes, his focus on Wooyoung expertly fingering him.

"I'm gonna add the last finger now" Wooyoung mentions before pulling out his fingers and adding a bit more lube on his hand then he draws his fingers tightly together, forming a duck-bill shape. Slowly, he eases his hand in until he was wrist deep. The whole time San moans gingerly at the stretch, eyes watching as Wooyoung's hand disappears inside him.

He didn't think the feeling was all that comfortable or pleasurable until Wooyoung began moving his fingers, twisting and turning his hand and slightly curling his digits. His eyes widens at the unimaginable pleasure that shot up his fully erect member. "Fuck fuck" he whispers out.

Wooyoung bites his bottom lip, a smirk etched on as he now begins fisting the older male. It started slowly and gradually picked up in speed and intensity. Wooyoung now crawls in between San's legs to get a better angle.

While he fisted him he uses his other hand to quickly slide up and down San's hardened length. The feeling was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. He felt like he was going to implode. The room was hot and was filled with his lewd moans along with the slick sound of Wooyoung's hand gliding in and out of him.

"How does it feel?" Wooyoung asks playfully but San was completely submerged in pleasure he wasn't even sure what he said. His eyes are screwed shut and hands in tight fists behind him as he holds himself up.

"I'm gonna cum" He whispers out, his gingerly moans were like music to Wooyoung. "Oh god oh god.. " He chants.

Wooyoung picks up the speed, his hand sliding in and out with ease while he continues pumping San's sensitive dick. He leans forward and captures Sans lips in a steamy make out. Tongues colliding with each open mouthed kiss.

It doesn't take much longer before San falls over the edge. He moans into the kiss, eventually pulling back. His orgasm hit like a brick wall and he spasms as he cums a heavy load on his tightening stomach. His eyes rolled back a little and his voice gets caught in his throat as he silently orgasmed, a few seconds after his delayed moan rings in the room.

Wooyoung slaps his hand over his mouth, muffling the sound while the other still slowly moved in and out of his hole, riding out his orgasm. San's entire body twitched as the last remnants of his cum leaked from his aching dick.

Once he was done his arms give out and he falls back on the bed. Wooyoung then slowly pulls out his slicked hand, a playful laugh escaping his lips.

"God that was hot as fuck. I've never seen you cum that hard" Wooyoung dips his head down, licking the semen off San's stomach.

"Holy. Shit. That was amazing" San says breathlessly and wipes away the small beads of sweat building on his forhead.

Wooyoung sits up, grinning brightly at him. "Told ya" He quickly rips his shirt off then crawls over Wooyoung body. "Maybe next time you can fist me?" Wooyoung asks innocently after he leans in closer, their lips only a hair's width apart.

San doesn't waste anymore time. He lifts his chin ever so slightly and connects their lips. The kiss intense yet passionate. "Can you fuck me now? Deep and hard and don't stop" San whispers shortly before rejoining their lips.

Wooyoung smirks into the kiss.

To be continued... 🥸💦

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The chapter.. their new hair colors.. I need a cigarette 🚬🤕