Chapter 3: Rising Action
Tension was filled in the air as four trainers from Wake Company in the table stared at Matthew and Jiwoong. Their stare was so overwhelming that Matthew could not even manage to gulp. The A&R representative said “Today will be the last day to decide whether you will debut in the survival show and become a new idol group.” He sighed exhaustively. “I can see both of your potential from the day you started, so I hope both of you perform to your best of ability. We’re ready for you to start.” Matthew and Jiwoong nodded, and the music began. They started to dance, their bodies moving in perfect sync, the tension forgotten as they lost themselves in the rhythm. The dance was intense, filled with sharp movements and sultry pauses, designed to showcase their chemistry and skill. And it worked. The trainers watched, their eyes wide with appreciation, as Matthew and Jiwoong brought the song to life.
As they danced, Matthew could feel the heat building between them. Every touch, every brush of their bodies against each other, sent a jolt of electricity through him.
He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in short gasps. He had never felt this way before, this overwhelming desire, this hunger that consumed him.
It was already halfway to “DNA” and they were almost finished. However, Matthew stumbled and tried to recover.
His heart sank as he watched the trainers' faces fall. He knew they had messed up, and it was all his fault. He looked at Jiwoong, who looked just as disappointed. The A&R representative stood up and said, "That was...good. But not good enough. Unfortunately, Matthew, you won't be debuting with us this time." Matthew felt like he had been punched in the gut. He knew this was coming, but hearing it out loud was a different story. He looked at Jiwoong, who had tears in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Matthew," he whispered. Matthew just shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. "It's not your fault, Jiwoong. I'm the one who fucked up." He turned to leave, but Jiwoong grabbed his arm, stopping him. "Wait, Matthew. Don't go like this." Matthew looked at him, surprise clear on his face. "What do you mean?" Jiwoong took a deep breath, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I wanted to give you a farewell gift.
They both exited the doors and left the Wake Company.
Matthew was silent, his shoulders slumped in defeat. Jiwoong walked beside him, his heart heavy with worry. He knew Matthew was hurting, and he wanted to do something to make him feel better.
"Matthew, where are you going?" Jiwoong asked softly as they reached the crossroads.
Matthew looked at him, his eyes devoid of their usual spark. "Back to my apartment, I guess. Pack my bags and head back to Canada tomorrow."
Jiwoong's heart ached at the thought of Matthew leaving. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to suggest.
"Or...you could come back to my place. I have something I want to give you," Jiwoong said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Matthew raised an eyebrow, surprise clear on his face. "Something to give me? What is it?"
Jiwoong blushed, his heart pounding in his chest. "It's...a surprise. But I think you'll like it."
Matthew looked at him for a moment, then a slow, wicked grin spread across his face. "Alright, Jiwoong.
You've got my attention," Matthew said, his voice low and intrigued. "Lead the way."
Jiwoong blushed deeper, but he led Matthew to his apartment, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew what he wanted to do, what he wanted to give Matthew, but he was nervous.
As they entered Jiwoong's apartment, Matthew looked around, taking in the simple yet cozy decor. "Nice place," he commented, his eyes lingering on Jiwoong.
Jiwoong swallowed hard, trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach. "Thanks.
It's not much, but it's home," Jiwoong replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "So, um, what did you want to show me?" Matthew asked, his eyes twinkling with curiosity and something else, something darker. Jiwoong felt a shiver run down his spine at the look, a mix of excitement and nerves coursing through him. "Come with me," he said, leading Matthew to his bedroom.
The room was dimly lit, the light from the setting sun casting a warm glow through the window. Matthew could see the king-sized bed in the center of the room, the crisp white sheets inviting. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, anticipation building.
"So, Jiwoong, what's this surprise you have for me?" Matthew asked, his voice low and husky. His eyes roamed over Jiwoong's body, taking in the way his jeans hugged his ass, the way his shirt stretched across his chest.
Jiwoong blushed, looking down at the floor.
"I...I wanted to show you something. Something I've never shown anyone before." He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to do. He reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it off in one smooth motion. He stood there, his chest bare, his heart pounding in his ribs.
Matthew's eyes widened, surprise and desire warring in his gaze. "Fuck, Jiwoong. You're...you're gorgeous," he breathed, his voice thick with lust. He reached out, his fingers tracing the lines of Jiwoong's abs, making him shiver.
"You're so fucking sexy, Jiwoong. I've been wanting to do this since the moment I saw you," Matthew growled, his voice low and hungry. He leaned in, his lips finding Jiwoong's neck, his tongue tracing the sensitive skin. Jiwoong gasped, his hands finding their way to Matthew's hair, holding him close.
Matthew's hands roamed Jiwoong's body, exploring every inch of him. He could feel Jiwoong's breath hitching, could feel his heart racing.
Matthew pulled back, his eyes flicking up to meet Jiwoong's. "You alright?" he asked, his voice low and concerned.
Jiwoong nodded, his cheeks flushed. "Yeah, just...nervous. I've never done this before," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Matthew's smirk softened into a gentle smile. "It's okay, Jiwoong. We'll take this as slow as you want. Just tell me to stop if it's too much, okay?"
Jiwoong nodded, taking a deep breath to steady himself.
Matthew's hands continued to explore his body, his fingers tracing the lines of Jiwoong's muscles, making him shiver. He could feel Matthew's hardness pressing against him, could feel the heat radiating from his body.
Matthew's lips found Jiwoong's again, his tongue pushing into his mouth, exploring, tasting. Jiwoong moaned, his hands finding their way to Matthew's belt, fumbling with the buckle. Matthew chuckled, breaking their kiss to help him, his fingers deftly unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans.
Jiwoong looked up at him, his eyes wide with lust and desire. Matthew smirked, a wicked glint in his eye. "Impatient, aren't we?" he teased, his voice low and husky. "I...I just want to touch you," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "And you will, Jiwoong. All in good time." He pushed Jiwoong's jeans down, leaving him standing in nothing but his boxers.
Matthew's eyes roamed over Jiwoong's body, taking in every inch of him. You're perfect," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. He leaned in, his lips finding Jiwoong's nipples, sucking and biting gently. Matthew's hands roamed Jiwoong's body, his fingers tracing the lines of his abs, his hips, his thighs. He could feel Jiwoong's hardness pressing against him, could feel the heat radiating from his body.
Matthew's hands slid down Jiwoong's back, grasping his ass and pulling him closer.
Matthew's lips left a trail of fire down Jiwoong's chest, his tongue tracing the lines of his abs, his fingers playing with the waistband of his boxers. Jiwoong could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in short gasps.
"Matthew..." he whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper. Matthew looked up at him, his eyes dark with desire.
"What do you want, Jiwoong?" he growled, his voice low and husky. Jiwoong bit his lip, trying to find the words. "I...I want you to touch me," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "Where do you want me to touch you, Jiwoong?" he teased, his fingers tracing the waistband of Jiwoong's boxers. Jiwoong felt a shiver run down his spine, his heart pounding in his chest. "Everywhere," he gasped, his voice breathless.
"I want you to touch me everywhere." "With pleasure," he growled, his hands sliding under the waistband of Jiwoong's boxers, pushing them down. Jiwoong stepped out of them, standing naked before Matthew. Matthew took a moment to appreciate the sight, his eyes roaming over Jiwoong's body, taking in every inch of him. You're beautiful," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. He reached out, his fingers wrapping around Jiwoong's shaft, making him gasp.
Matthew's thumb traced the head, spreading the precum that had gathered there. Jiwoong's hips bucked, a moan escaping his lips.
"Fuck, Matthew. That feels so good," he groaned, his hands finding their way to Matthew's hair, holding him close.
Matthew chuckled, his breath hot on Jiwoong's cock. "I'm just getting started, sweetheart," he said, his voice low and husky. He leaned in, his tongue tracing the length of Jiwoong's shaft, making him shiver.
"Oh god, Matthew," Jiwoong moaned, his grip tightening in Matthew's hair. Matthew growled, his hands grasping Jiwoong's ass, pulling him closer. He took Jiwoong's cock into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head, tasting the precum that had gathered there. Jiwoong's hips bucked, a loud moan escaping his lips. That feels so fucking good," he groaned, his head thrown back in ecstasy.
Matthew growled, his hands squeezing Jiwoong's ass, pulling him closer, urging him to fuck his mouth. Jiwoong hesitated for a moment, then tentatively began to move his hips, pushing his cock in and out of Matthew's mouth. Matthew's hands moved to Jiwoong's hips, guiding him, encouraging him. "That's it, sweetheart. Fuck my mouth. Use me," he said, his voice muffled by Jiwoong's cock.
Jiwoong's moans grew louder, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of Matthew's mouth with ease.
Matthew could feel Jiwoong's body tensing, could feel his cock thickening in his mouth. He knew Jiwoong was close. I'm gonna come," Jiwoong panted, his grip tightening in Matthew's hair. He wanted to taste Jiwoong's release, wanted to swallow every drop of him.
"Come for me, Jiwoong. I want to taste you," he said, his voice thick with desire.
Jiwoong's body tensed, his cock throbbing in Matthew's mouth.
"Fuck, Matthew, I'm gonna come," he panted, his grip tightening in Matthew's hair. Matthew growled, his hands squeezing Jiwoong's ass, urging him on. Jiwoong's hips bucked, and with a loud moan, he came, his cock pulsing in Matthew's mouth. Matthew swallowed every drop, his tongue lapping up Jiwoong's release, savoring the taste of him.
He pulled back, his eyes locked onto Jiwoong's, his lips glistening with Jiwoong's cum. "Fuck, you taste amazing," he groaned, his voice thick with desire.
Jiwoong stood there, panting, his body limp with satisfaction. Matthew smirked, his eyes roaming over Jiwoong's body. "You're not done yet, sweetheart. We're just getting started," he said, his voice low and husky.
Jiwoong's eyes widened, surprise and excitement warring in his gaze.
"What do you mean, just getting started?" he asked, his voice breathless.
Matthew chuckled, a wicked glint in his eye. "I mean, I'm not done with you yet, sweetheart. I want to explore every inch of your body, make you feel things you've never felt before." He stood up, his hands roaming over Jiwoong's chest, his fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. "I want to teach you about pleasure, Jiwoong. About what your body is capable of."
Jiwoong bit his lip, his heart pounding in his chest.
He had never been with anyone like this before, never experienced anything remotely close to what Matthew was offering. But he wanted it, he wanted Matthew, more than anything.
Matthew saw the resolve in Jiwoong's eyes and smirked. "Good boy," he said, his voice low and approving. He pushed Jiwoong back onto the bed, his hands gripping Jiwoong's thighs, pushing them apart. Jiwoong gasped, his eyes wide as Matthew settled between his legs, his breath hot on Jiwoong's cock.
Matthew looked up at Jiwoong, his eyes dark with desire.
"Have you ever touched yourself, Jiwoong?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "What? No. Of course not," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Well, it's time you learned, sweetheart. I'm going to teach you how to make yourself feel good." "First, you need to get to know your body.
Explore it, touch it, learn what feels good," Matthew said, his voice low and husky. He took Jiwoong's hand, guiding it to his own cock, which was rock hard and throbbing. "Start with this. Feel how hard I am for you, Jiwoong. That's what you do to me."
Jiwoong tentatively wrapped his hand around Matthew's shaft, his fingers barely touching it. Matthew growled, his hips bucking at the contact. "Fuck, yes. Like that, sweetheart. Squeeze me.
Feel how much I want you," Matthew groaned, his voice thick with desire. Jiwoong hesitated for a moment, then wrapped his hand around Matthew's cock, his fingers exploring the length, the thickness, the velvet softness of him. Matthew growled, his hips bucking into Jiwoong's hand, his breath coming in short gasps. Just like that," he panted, his eyes locked onto Jiwoong's. "Now, let's explore you." He guided Jiwoong's hand to his own chest, making him feel the hard, defined muscles underneath.
"Feel me, Jiwoong. Learn my body just like I'm going to learn yours." Jiwoong's fingers tentatively explored Matthew's chest, tracing the lines of his abs, his pecs, his shoulders. Matthew's breath hitched as Jiwoong's fingers brushed over his nipples, making them harden. "Fuck, that feels good," he groaned, his hips bucking slightly.
He took Jiwoong's other hand and placed it on his own thigh, making him feel the strength and power in his legs. "Every part of me is made for pleasuring you, Jiwoong.
From my mouth, to my hands, to my cock," Matthew said, his voice low and gravelly. He pushed Jiwoong's legs further apart, settling himself between them. Jiwoong could feel Matthew's breath on his cock, hot and tantalizing. He looked down, watching as Matthew's tongue snaked out, licking a slow, wet stripe up his shaft.
"Fuck," Jiwoong hissed, his hips bucking involuntarily. Matthew chuckled, his hands gripping Jiwoong's thighs, holding him in place.
"Patience, sweetheart.
I'm going to take my time with you," Matthew said, his voice low and husky. He looked up at Jiwoong, his eyes dark with desire. "I want to savor every inch of you." He leaned in, his tongue tracing the head of Jiwoong's cock, making him moan. "Oh god, Matthew," Jiwoong panted, his hands finding their way to Matthew's hair, holding him close. Matthew growled, his hands sliding under Jiwoong's ass, lifting him slightly, angling him just right.
Jiwoong gasped, feeling Matthew's tongue push past his entrance, invading him, exploring him. "Fuck, Matthew!" he cried out, his hips bucking, his grip tightening in Matthew's hair. Matthew chuckled, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through Jiwoong's body. Jiwoong could feel his body tensing, his cock throbbing with need. He knew he wanted more. He needs to insert his throbbing monster cock at Matthew. However, he doesn’t really know how to ask for it. He’s afraid of hurting Matthew thinking it will be too big for him.
Matthew, sensing Jiwoong's hesitation, looked up from his position between Jiwoong's legs, his eyes gleaming with understanding. "What's wrong, sweetheart? You look like you've seen a ghost."
Jiwoong bit his lip, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I...I don't want to hurt you, Matthew. I'm...I'm bigger than average, and I don't want to...you know, tear you or something."
Matthew threw his head back and laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down Jiwoong's spine.
"Oh, sweetheart, you won't hurt me. Trust me, I can take it. And besides, I want it. I want all of you, every inch of that big, beautiful cock of yours." He leaned back in, his tongue tracing the length of Jiwoong's shaft, making him moan. "Now, tell me what you want, Jiwoong. Tell me how you want to fuck me." He had never been with someone so open, so willing to take charge and let him explore.
He felt a surge of confidence, emboldened by Matthew's words and actions. "I want to fuck you, Matthew. I want to feel myself inside you, stretching you, filling you up," Jiwoong said, his voice steady and sure. Matthew's eyes darkened, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Yes, baby. That's exactly what I want. I want you to fuck me hard, make me feel every inch of that big, beautiful cock of yours." He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing a bottle of lube and a condom.
He tossed them onto the bed beside Jiwoong, who watched him with wide, eager eyes. "Prepare me, Jiwoong. Get me ready for that big cock of yours," he said, his voice low and husky. Jiwoong's cheeks flushed with excitement, his hands shaking as he reached for the lube. He poured a generous amount onto his fingers, watching as Matthew spread his legs, giving him full access to his most intimate parts. Matthew's eyes locked onto Jiwoong's, his breath coming in short gasps.
"I'm ready, Jiwoong. I want you inside me. Now." Jiwoong's heart pounded in his chest, his cock throbbing with Need. He coated his fingers with lube, his eyes never leaving Matthew's. He reached out, tentatively touching Matthew's hole, feeling the tight, warm muscle. Matthew moaned, his hips bucking slightly, encouraging Jiwoong to continue. "More, Jiwoong. Give me more," he panted, his voice thick with desire. Jiwoong slid one finger inside, feeling the tight, warm heat of Matthew's body.
Matthew moaned, his hips rolling, taking Jiwoong's finger deeper. Just like that," he groaned, his eyes locked onto Jiwoong's. Jiwoong added another finger, stretching Matthew, preparing him. Matthew's moans grew louder, his body writhing with pleasure. I need more," he panted, his fingers digging into Jiwoong's thighs. Jiwoong added a third finger, his hand moving in and out of Matthew's body, stretching him, filling him.
Your fingers feel so good inside me. But I need more. I need your cock," he panted, his voice thick with desire. Jiwoong's heart raced at Matthew's words, his cock throbbing with need. He pulled his fingers out, making Matthew moan in protest. "Don't worry, baby. I'm not done with you yet," he said, his voice low and husky. He grabbed the condom, tearing it open and rolling it onto his aching cock.
He coated it generously with lube, his heart pounding in his chest. He looked up at Matthew, who was watching him with dark, hungry eyes. "Are you ready for me, Matthew?" he asked, his voice low and steady. Matthew nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, Jiwoong. I'm ready. Jiwoong positioned himself at Matthew's entrance, feeling the tight, warm muscle pulsing against the head of his cock. He took a deep breath, steadying himself before slowly pushing forward.
Matthew's body resisted at first, the tight muscle clenching around the head of Jiwoong's cock. But Jiwoong didn't stop. He pushed harder, feeling the resistance give way, allowing him to slide inside. Matthew gasped, his fingers digging into Jiwoong's thighs, his eyes locked onto Jiwoong's.
"Fuck, you're so big," he panted, his body tense. Jiwoong paused, giving Matthew time to adjust. "Are you okay?" Jiwoong asked, his voice tight with concern. Matthew took a deep breath, his body relaxing as he adjusted to Jiwoong's size. "Yeah, I'm good. You feel fucking amazing," he said, his voice low and husky. Jiwoong let out a sigh of relief, his hips slowly beginning to move, sliding deeper into Matthew's tight heat. Fuck, Matthew, you're so tight," he groaned, his fingers digging into Matthew's thighs. Matthew moaned, his hips rising to meet Jiwoong's thrusts. "That's it, baby. Fuck me.
Fuck me hard, Jiwoong," Matthew groaned, his hips bucking, urging Jiwoong to move faster, harder. Jiwoong growled, his grip tightening on Matthew's thighs, his hips slamming into him with force. He could feel Matthew's body stretching to accommodate him, could feel the tight, velvety heat surrounding his cock. It felt incredible, unlike anything he had ever experienced.
"Goddamn, Matthew. You feel so fucking good," Jiwoong panted, his body tensing, his cock throbbing with need.
He could feel Matthew's body clenching around him, his muscles squeezing his cock, urging him to come. You're gonna make me come," Matthew groaned, his fingers digging into Jiwoong's thighs, his hips bucking wildly. "Come for me, Matthew. I want to feel you come on my cock," Jiwoong growled, his hips slamming his 10 inches cock into Matthew with force. Matthew's body tensed, his cock pulsing as he came with a loud moan, his release coating Jiwoong's stomach.
Jiwoong watched, his own cock throbbing with need, as Matthew rode out his orgasm, his body convulsing with pleasure. When Matthew finally opened his eyes, he looked up at Jiwoong with a wicked grin. The friction during the slamming between their bodies was so hard that the condom broke. Jiwoong stopped immediately, realizing what just happened. Your cock is too big, it broke the condom," he said, panting. Matthew chuckled, his eyes still dark with desire. I'm clean. Are you?" Jiwoong nodded, still trying to catch his breath. "Yeah, I'm clean too. And I'm on PrEP," he said, referring to the HIV prevention medication. Matthew's smirk widened, his fingers tracing the lines of Jiwoong's abs.
Then fuck me raw, Jiwoong. I want to feel every inch of that big, bare cock of yours," Matthew growled, his voice thick with desire. "Are you sure, Matthew? I don't want to hurt you," he said, his voice hesitant. Matthew chuckled, his fingers grasping Jiwoong's chin, forcing him to look him in the eye. "I'm sure, sweetheart. I want it all. Every inch of that big, beautiful cock of yours, bare and raw inside me.
I want to feel you pulsing, filling me up with your hot cum," Matthew said, his voice low and gravelly. Jiwoong's eyes widened, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never gone bareback before, had never trusted anyone enough to let them inside him without a condom. But he trusted Matthew, implicitly. He wanted him, needed him, more than anything. He nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Matthew. I want that too." Jiwoong's voice was thick with need and he could feel his cock throbbing in anticipation. He withdrew from Matthew, making him gasp at the sudden absence. "Turn over," Jiwoong commanded, his voice low and firm. Matthew bit his lip, a mischievous glint in his eye, but he complied, flipping onto his stomach. Jiwoong grabbed Matthew's hips, lifting them up, so his ass was in the air, exposed and ready. He took a moment to appreciate the sight, running his hands over the firm, round globes.
Fuck, you have a perfect ass," he groaned, his hands squeezing the flesh, making Matthew moan. He leaned in, his tongue tracing the crease, making Matthew gasp. "Oh fuck, Jiwoong," he panted, his hips bucking as Jiwoong's tongue pushed past his entrance, invading him, exploring him. Jiwoong growled, his hands gripping Matthew's ass, spreading him wider, giving him better access. He licked and sucked, his tongue pushing deeper, his fingers digging into Matthew's flesh.
Matthew moaned, his body writhing with pleasure, his cock throbbing with need. That feels so fucking good," he groaned, his hips bucking, pushing himself back onto Jiwoong's tongue. Jiwoong growled, his fingers spreading Matthew's ass wider, his tongue delving deeper, tasting every inch of him. He could feel Matthew's body tensing, could feel the tight, velvety heat of his prostate against his tongue. He flicked it, making Matthew cry out, his body convulsing with pleasure.
"Oh fuck, Jiwoong”.
You're driving me crazy," Matthew groaned, his body trembling with need. Jiwoong chuckled, his tongue continuing its assault on Matthew's ass, his fingers teasing his hole, stretching him, preparing him. "Is that a bad thing, Matthew?" he asked, his voice muffled by Matthew's flesh. Matthew shook his head, his breath coming in short gasps. "No, it's fucking amazing.
I need your cock, Jiwoong. Fuck me hard," he begged, his voice thick with desire. Jiwoong grabbed his cock and slide it across Matthew’s thighs. “Do you see the difference between our cocks.” One is clearly for an alpha and adult male ready to breed your little omega cock and ass like yours.
Now, I'm going to show you who's in charge. Hold on tight, baby, because I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before," Jiwoong growled, his voice low and dominating. Matthew's eyes widened, surprise and excitement warring in his gaze. He had never been with someone so assertive, so dominant. But he wanted it, wanted Jiwoong, more than anything.
Jiwoong positioned himself at Matthew's entrance, feeling the tight, warm muscle pulsing against the head of his bare cock. He felt ashamed because of his body size difference between Jiwoong. Still, he couldn’t help it but be in love with the idea of Jiwoong wrecking him.
"Fuck, you're so big," Matthew panted, his fingers digging into the sheets, his eyes locked onto Jiwoong's. "You good, Matt?" he asked, his voice tight with concern.
Matthew took a deep breath, bracing himself for what was to come. I want it all, Jiwoong. Every inch of that big, bare cock of yours," he said, his voice low and steady. Jiwoong's eyes darkened, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "That's my boy," he growled, his hands gripping Matthew's hips, pulling him back, aligning them. Matthew could feel the head of Jiwoong's cock pressing against his entrance, the tight muscle clenching in anticipation.
He took a deep breath, steadying himself as Jiwoong began to push forward, his thick, bare cock stretching him open.
"Fuck, Jiwoong," Matthew groaned, his fingers digging into the sheets, his body tensing as Jiwoong's cock slid deeper inside him. "You're so fucking big."
Jiwoong growled, his hands gripping Matthew's hips, pulling him back, impaling him further on his cock. "Take it, Matthew. Take every inch of me," he commanded, his voice low and dominating.
Matthew moaned, his body adjusting to Jiwoong's size, his ass stretching to accommodate the thick, bare cock inside him. Fuck, you feel so good," Jiwoong groaned, his hips beginning to move, sliding in and out of Matthew's tight heat. Matthew could feel every ridge, every vein of Jiwoong's cock as it moved inside him, stretching him, filling him completely. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced, the sensation of skin on skin, the raw, primal intensity of it.
"Goddamn, Jiwoong.
You're splitting me in half," Matthew groaned, his body tensing as Jiwoong's thick cock slid deeper inside him. Jiwoong growled, his hands gripping Matthew's hips, pulling him back, impaling him further.
"That's the point, Matthew. I want you to feel every inch of me," he said, his voice low and dominating.
Jiwoong carried Matthew from the mattress and stood up. He put Matthew’s legs on his shoulders and aligned his huge cock into Matthew’s tight entrance. He began to move, his hips slamming into Matthew, his cock sliding in and out of his tight ass. Matthew moaned, his fingers digging into Jiwoong’s back shoulders and writhing with pleasure. Jiwoong said “You know, I almost fucked you for an hour, but your entrance is still so tight with anticipation.” “It’s like squeezing my monster cock so I could make you pregnant.” He thrusted in and out with an inhumane speed. “Maybe, I should just fuck you all day so you will become just my secret housewife and never have to go back to Canada.” Jiwoong said with a devilish grin on his face. Jiwoong's hips continued to slam into Matthew, his cock sliding in and out of his tight ass.
Matthew's eyes rolled back, his body tense, his cock throbbing with need. "Fuck, Jiwoong. That feels so good. Don't stop," he panted, his fingers digging into Jiwoong's back shoulders. Jiwoong growled, his pace not slowing down, his cock pistoning in and out of Matthew's ass.
"You like that, don't you, Matthew?
You like being filled up by my big cock, being stretched open, taken like a little slut," Jiwoong growled, his hips slamming into Matthew with force, his cock sliding in and out of his tight ass. Matthew's eyes flew open, surprise and excitement warring in his gaze. He had never been spoken to like that before, never been treated so roughly, so dominantly. But he loved it, loved the way Jiwoong's words made him feel, loved the way his body responded to the rough treatment. I love it, Jiwoong.
I love being your little slut, being filled up by your big cock," Matthew panted, his body writhing with pleasure. Jiwoong growled, his hips slamming into Matthew with renewed vigor, his cock sliding in and out of his tight ass. "That's right, baby. You're mine now. All mine," he said, his voice low and dominating. Matthew could feel Jiwoong's cock swelling inside him, could feel the hot, sticky pre-cum leaking out, coating his insides. He moaned, his body tensing, his cock throbbing with need.
I'm gonna come," he panted, his fingers digging into Jiwoong's back shoulders. Jiwoong growled, his hips slamming into Matthew with force, his cock sliding in and out of his tight ass. I want to feel you come on my cock," he commanded, his voice low and dominating. Matthew's body convulsed, his cock pulsing as he came with a loud moan, his release coating Jiwoong's stomach.
"That was fucking amazing, Jiwoong. But I want more. I want to feel you come inside me," he said, his voice low and husky. "Oh, you will, baby. He released a thick oozing cum that lasted for long. Matthew’s asshole was oozing with fresh Jiwoong’s cum and it was leaking all over the place.
I'm not done with you yet," Jiwoong said, his voice low and gravelly. He pulled out of Matthew, making him gasp at the sudden absence. "Turn over. I want to see your face when I fill you up," he commanded, his voice firm. Matthew quickly complied, flipping onto his back, his eyes locked onto Jiwoong's. Jiwoong's gaze was intense, predatory, sending shivers down Matthew's spine. He could see the raw, primal desire in Jiwoong's eyes, could see the hunger, the need.
He knew that Jiwoong wanted him, wanted to take him, to claim him. And he wanted it too, wanted to feel Jiwoong's thick cum all over his face. It felt so hot and musty. He could still smell the tangy and raw smell produced from their dancing at studio.
The sweat on their bodies were rubbing with each other as they finally lie down in the bed. “I can’t believe this is our last time meeting each other.” Jiwoong’s tears welled up on his face. Matthew brushed his fingers across his face. “It will never be the last time with us”. He gave a small peck to Jiwoong and asks him “Promise me that you will never forget me and be with anyone other than me.” Jiwoong smiled “I promise, Matthew. Only you, forever. Matthew smiled back and got up to get a towel and clean himself and Jiwoong. After cleaning himself up, Matthew noticed Jiwoong staring at him with a mischievous grin. "What?" Matthew asked, raising an eyebrow. "I want to try something," Jiwoong said, his voice low and husky. "What do you want to try?" Matthew asked, his curiosity piqued. Jiwoong got up from the bed and walked over to his closet, pulling out a small box.
He brought it back to the bed, placing it in front of Matthew. "What's this?" Matthew asked, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the box. Jiwoong's grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Open it and find out," he said, his voice low and teasing. Matthew raised an eyebrow but did as he was told, opening the box to reveal two rings. Jiwoong says “This golden ring will represent our love. Whenever, you see this, remember that I am always by your side.” He took one ring and put it on Matthew’s finger. Matthew's eyes widened in surprise, but he couldn't help but smile at the gesture. It was sweet, romantic even.
But Matthew couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. "Jiwoong, I...I don't know what to say," he stammered, looking down at the ring on his finger. Jiwoong's smile faded slightly, his gaze turning serious. "You don't have to say anything, Matthew. I just wanted you to have something to remember me by," he said, his voice soft. Matthew looked up, meeting Jiwoong's gaze. "I won't forget you, Jiwoong. Not ever," he said, his voice steady and sure.
Jiwoong's gaze softened, a small smile playing on his lips. "Good," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. He leaned in, pressing his lips softly against Matthew's. It was a gentle kiss, a promise of things to come. When they pulled away, Matthew's heart was pounding in his chest, his breath coming in short gasps.