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"Mmngh p-please... go harder" San begs, slightly out of breathe as the older man continued to power thrust in him, stretching him with his larger size.

"You're such a little slut aren't you?" The man grunts in response as increases his pace and smacks San's already bright red ass cheek.

San whines at the small pain but it quickly fades away as soon as it comes. This is how it's been almost every day since he left KQ 2 weeks ago. He spent the first 4 days moping around in his bedroom and just feeling like a depressed puppy then his mom lectured him and told him to try and get his mind off everything. To move on and stop being so sad.

This was his way of moving on. Sex. He felt himself slowly begin to revert back to the person he used to be. The one that had sex with everyone and anyone that even so much as glanced at him.

He had shown up at the bar that day and sat drinking by himself when an older man who seemed to be in his early forties at least kept looking and oogling the younger boy. San of course didn't care for his age so he stared back daringly.

One thing led to another and now he's in the man's house, bent over a table, completely naked, and having his asshole pummeled by the older man.

The man suddenly pulled out of him and San whines impatiently then the man takes his small wrist in a tight grip and pulls him up the stairs. "Come here" He grunts out.

San cringes at the tight grip around his wrist but obliges and follows him. When they get upstairs in his room, the man tosses him on the bed the lifts his legs to rest over his shoulder as he leaned over him. Then he reenters San without warning, thrusting hard and deep.

San curses out in pleasure when the man hits his prostate dead on. The man above him smirks at San's reaction, their new position providing him with a better angle to hit that spot.

The younger boy underneath him grips the sheets for dear life as the powerful thrusts resume. Their skin slaps loudly at each thrust and San's moans and the man's grunts follow soon after.

He suddenly begins to slam into San erratically, chasing his release. San was at a loss for words at the increase in pace. His voice was caught in his throat and the pleasure was euphoric. For a couple seconds his mind went blank and he didn't think of anything else, not even Wooyoung.

The man wraps his hand around San's member and began pumping quickly to meet his thrusts. Shortly after, San came undone. He came all over his stomach with a loud moan, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut.

The tightness around the man's member causes him to also release his seeds inside the condom he had on. He fell on the bed beside the boy and slide off the condom, both males out of breathe. San slowly opened his eyes and the bright light illuminating from the ceiling light was almost blinding.

He wanted more.

He quickly sat up and propped himself on top of the man straddling his waist then he placed his smaller hands on the man's slightly toned chest.

"What are you doing?" He asks with a chuckle and San begins to grind down on his limp member, rubbing it between his butt cheeks.

"I'm not done yet" He whispered into the man's lips in a husky voice then he sits back up and continues to roll his hips back and forth.

It didn't take long for the man to be erect again. His member was rock hard as San pressed it between his ass cheeks, teasing him. The sight of the young boy humping him with both their semen rolling down his chest, his bright red bottom lip caught between his teeth, his hair disheveled and purple and red hickeys littered on his neck, this turns the man on even more.

"God, you're so hot" He whispers out as he grips San's hips. "Ride me" He commands and San doesn't waste anytime. He takes the man's stiff member and shoves it in his asshole not bothering to fetch another condom. He sits on the rod and moans at the fullness.

San then begins to ride the older man. Sweat beads on his forehead as he shuts his eyes and goes up and down on the hard dick.

He suddenly begins to think of Wooyoung. Oh how he missed Wooyoung. He missed everything about him. His smile, his obnoxious yet contagious laugh, his body... his dick.

Yes, he definitely still felt pleasure when having sex with other men but sex with Wooyoung was a whole different ball game. Just thinking about it causes him to increase his pace.

He places his hands on the toned chest of the man beneath him and pretended it was Wooyoung. He pretended it was Wooyoung's dick he was riding not just some random man he met at a run down bar. He pretended that it was Wooyoung's soft hands gripping his hips not the callused hands of the stranger.

The image of Wooyoung being the one underneath him became so vivid in his head as he continued riding. He imagined Wooyoung nip at ear lobe, breathing huskily into his ear.

"W-wooyoung" He whispered under his breathe when he felt his release coming again. A few more seconds and he releases on the man's stomach with a loud moan. He releases a ragged breathe and suddenly he felt so weak. The man still hadn't came yet so he held San's weak body up and thrusted up into him. Soon after, he cums again.

resume

The man releases his hold on San and allows the boy to fall on his chest. San was out of breathe, he felt weak and just wanted to go home. The hook up didn't help him get over Wooyoung, if anything it made him miss the purple haired male even more.

San cringed at that feeling of semen inside his ass but was too tired to complain to the him. He had specifically told him that he hates when people cum inside him but the man went ahead and came inside him anyways.

"So... Who's Wooyoung?" The man mutters out with a small chuckle as he rubs his hand up and down San's milky white back.

The boy on top of him just grunts and pushes himself off the man's chest. "No one" He replies simply and grabs a few tissue from the night stand next to the bed then he wipes the cum from his stomach and chest.

"Where are you going? You should stay and shower with me" The man suggests as he takes San's wrist gently.

"No I'm fine. I should get going now, it's getting pretty late" He mutters in reply then pulls his wrist from the man's grasp. He begins to limp downstairs to grab his clothes and quickly slip them on in order to get the hell out of there.

"Well let me get your number then drop you off--" He also quickly pulls on a pair of boxers and follows San down.

"I said no!" San yells out abruptly out of irritation. The older looks at him with narrowed eyes. San only looks away and goes to slip on his shoes.

"You obviously don't understand how one night stands work. We hook up. For one night. And then we never see or talk to each other ever again. Plus you're like over 20 years older than me. Get a fucking life, pedophile" He says in a dark voice then he storms out of there.

The man was at a loss for words. He just stood there and watched as his door slammed close. San was angry. He was angry and he was tired of being angry.

He caught himself limping slightly as he made his way back to a bus stop. He wasn't even sure where he was all he wanted to do was go home, crawl under the blanket and feel sorry for himself.

No matter how many men he slept with and how many drinks he had he just couldn't seem to forget Wooyoung. It was like he was constantly oppressing his mind. It drove him crazy.

After over an hour of being on the bus and trying to figure out his way back to his house he finally arrived home and headed straight to his room.

"San, where have you been?" His mom asks from the kitchen. She makes her way towards him as he continued down the hall and to his bedroom.

"I went out with a friend" He lies abruptly. His mom eyes him and notices a small limp in his walk before he shuts his door close. She lets out a small sigh. One of both disappointment and sadness. She had a hunch that her son hooked up with someone but she chose not to jump to conclusions quite yet.

She went back into the kitchen with a solemn look on. She wasn't sure how to handle the situation with San. Memories of years ago when he was this reckless person who often got in trouble at school and slept with everyone began to flash in her head. She didn't want her son to return to that person. She was worried.

After a couple minutes of just getting lost in her own thoughts the smell of something burning brings her back to reality.

"Damn..!" She curses out loud as she quickly gets the porridge she was making off the stove.

Her phone rings from the table and she lets out a frustrated sigh at her now half burned food. "Hello?" She says into the phone, her tone a little bit irritated.

"Ayyyye" The person on the other side of the phone yells out and she cringes at the voice. She'd recognize that loud voice in her sleep.

"Hey, are you back in Korea?" She begins to try and salvage what she can from the porridge.

"Yup, just got back today. How's San? Is he back from Seoul?"

"Ah- yeah. He's... not really in the best condition right now. You should come over tomorrow, maybe talk to him"

"Hmm, should I be worried?"

"I don't know. I've got work early tomorrow so I'll just leave the key in the usual spot outside so you can let yourself in"

"Sounds good. It was nice hearing your voice again. It's been a while" The person says with a chuckle and she laughs lightly.

"Yeah you too. I've gotta go. A bit of a burnt porridge situation here"

"I don't even wanna know. Take care I guess"

With that the line cuts dead and she puts down her phone and sighs loudly before staring down the hall at San's closed bedroom door. What am I gonna do with you San?

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