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“Younghoon-ah…what are you doing here?” Younghoon can tell that Sangyeon is a little surprised to see his son’s best friend at his doorstep, clearly not expecting any guests for the night.
“Oh, hi Sangyeon-hyung, I’m just here to see Hyunjae,” Younghoon tells him. The older man is still dressed in his work clothes, tie loose around his neck and the two top buttons of his shirt are unbuttoned.
Younghoon bites his lip at the sight.
Sangyeon stares at him, confused. “...I thought Hyunjae was with you.”
Younghoon tilts his head, now also confused. “What do you mean?”
“He told me he was going to your place and that he was gonna spend the night there.”
Younghoon thinks for a moment, not recalling Hyunjae saying that he was coming over. “...He must have forgotten to brief me on the lie.”
“It seems so. Would I be right to assume that my son is with his secret boyfriend?” Sangyeon guesses.
“You would be right, yes.”
Sangyeon nods and opens the door wider. “Why don’t you come in?”
Younghoon shakes his head. “I wouldn’t want to trouble you, I’m sure you have other plans.”
“Nonsense, just come on in, I could use some company.”
Younghoon thinks for a moment before stepping in, he wouldn’t say no to the chance of spending some time with the man he’s been crushing on for a while now, even if it is his best friend’s dad.
“Make yourself at home, I’ll fetch you a drink,” Sangyeon makes his way to the kitchen but stops in his tracks, turning to Younghoon again, “You’re old enough to drink, right?”
“You know I’m as old as your son, hyung.”
Sangyeon laughs as he picks out a bottle of red wine. “Okay, hope you like wine.”
“I like good wine,” Younghoon teases as the older man walks back to the couch.
“Don’t we all?” Sangyeon sets the glasses down on the table and opens the bottle, pouring both of them a glass. Younghoon thanks him as he takes his glass and Sangyeon takes his own, sitting down next to the younger man. “So, tell me why were you looking for Hyunjae?”
“Ah, it’s nothing really, I just wanted to rant to him about my date but I guess he’s off on his own date,” Younghoon explains, taking a sip of wine.
“You were on a date?” Sangyeon asks, turning to him and if Younghoon was delusional enough, he would say that the man was a tiny bit jealous.
Younghoon sighs, irritated. “I was supposed to be. The guy stood me up.”
“No,” Sangyeon replies, feigning a scandalized expression.
“Yup,” Younghoon rolls his eyes and continues, “I waited two hours for the guy to show up before I finally got sick of the pity glances from the waiter.”
“Yikes.” Sangyeon rests his cheek against his hand and his arm rests on the back of the couch.
“And it’s not like I was sad about it, y’know? I was just kind of…pissed.” Younghoon leans down in his seat, laying his head on the back of the couch.
“Why?” Sangyeon asks, interested.
“The guy literally asked me out every day for two weeks. Even after I rejected him every single time,” Younghoon answers, eyes filled with annoyance.
“What the fuck?”
Younghoon throws his arms up in annoyance. “Right! He even somehow got my number even though I didn’t give him it and I know none of my friends would give him it either. He texted me almost every hour just to ask me out.”
“Well, I hope you blocked him,” Sangyeon says, sipping his wine.
“Of course I did, still didn’t stop him.”
“What a fucking creep.”
“Exactly. I finally agreed just to get him off my back, right?” Sangyeon nods at the story, “I already planned the whole thing, I would go then make up an excuse so I could leave early and tell him that there wouldn’t be a second date. Then he has the audacity to not show up!”
Sangyeon groans. “Dude’s an asshole.”
“Honestly, this is why I don’t like dating guys my age, they’re all so immature. Not Hyunjae of course.”
“Hyunjae’s pretty immature,” Sangyeon jokes.
Younghoon has a small smile on his face. “Hyunjae’s not immature, he’s just a little childish. He’s a gentleman though, there’s a reason Juyeon likes him so much.”
“Juyeon? Is that Hyunjae’s… secret boyfriend?” Sangyeon whispers the last part.
Younghoon giggles at the older man’s actions. “Yeah, he’s a freshman, probably why you’ve never met him.”
Sangyeon nods. “I should ask Hyunjae to bring him around soon.”
Younghoon agrees. “Yeah, they really like each other. You should’ve seen Hyunjae flirting with him, he’s really bad at it.”
“Really?” Sangyeon asks, almost not believing the other.
“Really. But Juyeon is just as bad so they make sense together.”
“That’s good to know, I was worried that he’d be kinda scared of dating ever since the divorce,” Sangyeon confesses.
“Seriously?”
“Cause he didn’t date anyone or like anyone after it!”
“Cause he was worried that you would be sad if he brought up relationships with you. Honestly he was more scared that you would be scared of dating,” Younghoon tells him, setting his glass on the table.
“My dating days are over.”
“Oh shut up.”
“I’m serious! I mean come on, I’m a forty year old single dad, I work a boring 9 to 5 job, I don’t even have the time to date and let’s be real, who would wanna date me?” Sangyeon rants.
“I would date you.” Sangyeon stares at him in disbelief. “What? You’re hot.”
Sangyeon sighs and looks away, setting his glass down. “Don’t say shit like that, you’re my son’s best friend.”
“So?”
“I’m almost twice your age!” Sangyeon argues.
“I’ve always preferred older men.”
“You’re drunk.”
“I’ve barely had anything.”
“Well then I’m drunk.”
“You and I both know you have a much stronger tolerance than that, you’re barely tipsy,” Younghoon retorts.
Sangyeon sighs. “Younghoon…”
Younghoon moves closer, their arms touching. “I’ve seen the way you look at me, hyung…when you think no one’s looking. Are you honestly gonna say that you’re not attracted to me? At all?”
Sangyeon turns to look at him, breath hitching when he sees that their faces are only inches apart. “I find you very attractive, but it just doesn’t feel right.”
Younghoon’s eyebrows furrow and his lips form a small pout. Sangyeon can’t help but think of how it would feel to kiss him. “Why? We’re both consenting adults who have both had a little to drink…”
Sangyeon looks him in the eye. “Are you sure you want this?”
Younghoon looks back, a look in his eye that leaves Sangyeon a little breathless. “I’ve never wanted anything more.” Sangyeon stares at him, just a little longer, looking for any hesitation in the younger’s eyes. When he finds none, he looks away.
“Fuck it.”
Sangyeon crashes their lips together, inching closer towards Younghoon who kisses back with the same fervor. Younghoon’s hands reach out to cup the older’s face, trying to pull him closer but Sangyeon pulls away and the younger lets out a small whine.
“Was that good? I’m sorry, it’s just…it’s been a long time since I’ve done this,” Sangyeon asks, feeling nervous.
Younghoon sends him a smile. “Best kiss I’ve had in a long time.”
“Same here…sorry if I’m a little…rusty,” Sangyeon says sheepishly.
“No worries, I’ll lead.” Younghoon giggles as he presses their lips together. He nips at Sangyeon’s bottom lip, tugging at it insistently and the other man lets out a small chuckle, parting his lips to let Younghoon slip his tongue in.
Thin thighs frame Sangyeon’s hips as Younghoon climbs into his lap and the older’s hands immediately move to wrap around his waist. The younger’s hands grip the collar of Sangyeon’s shirt as he takes control of the kiss.
Sangyeon groans when he feels Younghoon grind their hips together, hands falling to grip his hips as Younghoon continues to roll his hips down. The younger pulls away from the kiss and lets out a small giggle. “You like that…” he leans down to whisper in the other’s ear, “Daddy?”
“Fuck.”
An amused smile spreads across Younghoon’s lips as his hand trails down. “Daddy…you’re hard.”
He presses his palm against the other’s crotch and Sangyeon hisses. “You’re just too beautiful, baby,” Sangyeon tells him.
Younghoon blushes at that. It’s not his first time being called beautiful, definitely not and he’s well aware of how handsome he is but there’s something about the way Sangyeon says it. Like he wants him so much, he can’t stop himself.
Younghoon kisses him one more time before slipping off Sangyeon’s lap.
He’s on his knees between the older’s thighs. hands placed on Sangyeon’s thighs. “Do you want me to help you, daddy?” Younghoon asks, looking up at the older with a look far too innocent for his current position.
“You don’t have to, baby…” Sangyeon trails off, trying so hard to hold onto the last bit of rationality he has left when Younghoon has the audacity to nuzzle his face against the tent in his slacks.
“I want to. Wanna taste your cock, need to taste your cock.”
“Shit, fuck, okay, yeah.”
Younghoon smiles and unbuttons Sangyeon’s slacks, pulling down his pants and boxers just enough to pull out his cock. Younghoon drools at the size, he always knew Sangyeon would be big but not this big.
Younghoon wraps his fingers around the length and thumbs at the slit, spreading the precome around the head. Sangyeon moans as he leaves kisses up and down the length and when Younghoon pulls away, Sangyeon lets out a disgruntled groan.
“Daddy’s so noisy, bet the neighbors can hear you. Do you want that, daddy? Want everyone to hear how good your son’s best friend is making you feel?”
“N-no.”
“No? Well then daddy has to keep quiet.” Younghoon wraps his lips around the cockhead and his tongue digs into the slit, tasting Sangyeon’s precome.
He sucks on the head, hollowing his cheeks before moving his lips down the length, all the way to the base of Sangyeon’s cock. Younghoon moans when the tip hits the back of his throat and his eyes start to water. It’s been a while since he’s had a cock this big.
Younghoon starts bobbing his head up and down the length and he can feel Sangyeon’s fingers tangle in his hair, moaning when he feels him tug on the strands. When Sangyeon’s hips buck up, Younghoon gags and pulls off.
Sangyeon looks at him, an apologetic look in his eyes. “Sorry baby…”
“It’s okay daddy, I know you didn’t mean to.” There’s something so…degrading about the way Younghoon says it. Like he’s talking to a child. “Do you want to stop?”
“No…want your mouth.”
“Yeah? Wanna fuck my mouth? Wanna cum down my throat?”
Sangyeon nods eagerly. “Yeah, yes. Please.”
“You don’t wanna cum in my ass?” Younghoon smirks.
Sangyeon’s lips part in shock. “S-shit, yeah. Fuck yeah, I do.”
“How ‘bout this? I let you fuck my throat but you’re not allowed to cum unless I say you can. You can do that, right? Daddy can be a good boy?”
“Y-yeah, daddy’s a good boy.”
“I bet he is.” Younghoon wraps his lips around Sangyeon’s cock and the older man grips his hair as Younghoon relaxes his throat around him. Then Younghoon taps his thigh, signaling him to go and Sangyeon starts pistoning his hips, forcing Younghoon’s head down his cock.
There are tears sliding down the younger’s cheeks as he moans around the cock, the vibrations adding to the heat in Sangyeon’s stomach.
“Fuck, baby I’m close. Daddy’s so close.” Younghoon’s eyes turn steely and he pinches Sangyeon’s thigh as a warning but Sangyeon’s only a man. One more thrust and he’s cumming into Younghoon’s mouth.
Younghoon pulls off and locks eyes with him as he swallows the older man’s load.
“Daddy…” Sangyeon gulps, “What did baby say?”
“You said…daddy couldn’t cum without baby’s permission.”
“And what did daddy do?”
“Daddy came…without baby’s permission.”
“Which makes daddy…”
Sangyeon looks down, almost ashamed of how much he likes this. “A-a bad boy.”
“And bad boys get punished.” Sangyeon whimpers at the younger’s words. “Bedroom. Now.”
Sangyeon walks up to his bedroom, Younghoon following closely behind. When they reach the room, Younghoon closes the door behind them and Sangyeon sits on the bed, waiting.
“Strip. And give me your tie.”
Sangyeon takes off his clothes quickly and places the tie gently in Younghoon’s outstretched hand. Younghoon pushes him down flat on the bed and straddles his waist. “Hands.” Sangyeon stretches his hands out to the younger and Younghoon grabs them firmly and loops the tie around his wrists, securing them together.
He pushes Sangyeon’s tied hands to rest on the pillow, above the older’s head. “Keep your hands there,” Sangyeon nods obediently. “Where do you keep the lube?”
“Nightstand, second drawer.” Younghoon gets up and searches the drawer for lube. After finding it, he makes quick work of stripping his own clothes off before sitting back on Sangyeon’s stomach, legs on either side of the older man’s torso.
“I’m gonna finger myself. Right here.” Younghoon taps a finger against Sangyeon’s stomach as he leans in to whisper in his ear. “And all you can do is watch.” Sangyeon whimpers at his words.
Younghoon pours some lube onto his fingers, warming it up in his hand. He places his clean hand on Sangyeon’s chest and leans forward. Supporting his weight with one hand, Younghoon circles his other hand behind himself.
He rubs the pads of his fingers against his hole, moaning at the wet sensation. He presses the tip of his index finger inside, whimpering. Sangyeon watches the way Younghoon’s expression changes, fingers digging into his palms. “You look so pretty, baby. So pretty when you fuck yourself.”
Younghoon thrusts the finger in and out before adding a second finger. He winces a bit, nails pressing into Sangyeon’s chest and Sangyeon lets out a grunt. Younghoon giggles as he scissors the two fingers, his cock dripping cum onto Sangyeon’s skin. “Thank you, daddy. You’re so sweet. So good to me. Bet you’d fuck baby so good with that big cock of yours.”
Sangyeon only groans in response and Younghoon leans down to press a kiss against his lips. As they kiss, Younghoon presses in a third finger and he whimpers at the stretch. Younghoon bounces on his own fingers, thumb pressing against his own rim.
He’s no longer kissing Sangyeon, sitting up as he pumps three fingers in and out of himself. “Do you know…how many times I’ve dreamt of this? How many times I’ve touched myself to the thought of you?”
Sangyeon groans at the image of Younghoon lying in his own bed, face down and ass up with three fingers in his hole as he moans Sangyeon’s name. “Tell me, do you think of me too, daddy?” Younghoon asks.
“Yes.” Sangyeon breathes out and Younghoon seems satisfied with that.
He pulls his fingers out and wipes his hands against the sheets. “Do you have any condoms?”
“...Fuck, no I don’t.” Sangyeon groans in frustration.
Younghoon goes quiet before asking, “Are you clean?”
Sangyeon nods. “Are you?”
Younghoon nods back. “Yeah…so no condom, right?”
Sangyeon replies quickly, “Yes. I think if I don’t get my dick in your ass in the next two minutes, I might actually die.”
Younghoon giggles. “Okay. I’m gonna ride you now.” He lifts his hips up, lining up Sangyeon’s cock with his hole before slowly sinking down on it. Once his ass is flush against Sangyeon’s hips, he takes a minute to adjust to the stretch.
Sangyeon moans. “Baby…you feel amazing, so fucking tight.”
Younghoon hums and clenches around him. “You’re so b-big. Feel so full.”
Two hands press against Sangyeon’s chest as Younghoon lifts himself up, leaving only the tip of Sangyeon’s cock in his hole before dropping back down. The room is filled with the sound of skin slapping and the two men’s moans as Younghoon bounces on Sangyeon’s cock.
“Hnngh, fuck daddy, r-right there!” Sangyeon plants his feet on the bed, thrusting into Younghoon. The younger throws his head back in pleasure as Sangyeon’s cock rubs against his prostate. “F-feels so good, daddy…”
Sangyeon moans as Younghoon grinds their hips together. “Shit. Baby, let daddy touch you please. Fuck! Please, daddy’s been a good boy.” Younghoon’s hands reach up to untie the knot and Sangyeon’s hands immediately move to grip the younger’s ass once they’re free.
Sangyeon shifts their position and turns them over, pressing Younghoon against the mattress. He grips the younger’s thighs and throws them over his shoulders, folding Younghoon in half. Sangyeon grips his hips, fucking into Younghoon so good he hits the younger’s prostate with each thrust.
“H-harder, daddy!” Younghoon’s fingers dig into Sangyeon’s back, leaving scratches all over his skin. Younghoon whimpers and moans and he’s so fucking noisy and Sangyeon’s not any better. Younghoon’s ruined him for anyone else, there’s no way he can even think of sex with someone else after having had Younghoon.
“Daddy, faster…baby’s so close.” And Sangyeon obeys, fucking into Younghoon faster, so focused on pleasing his baby. He brings a hand to wrap around Younghoon’s cock, pumping in time with his thrusts and Younghoon’s a moaning mess, only curses and cries of ‘daddy’ spilling out of his mouth.
A few more pumps and Younghoon is moaning as he cums all over Sangyeon’s hand and his own stomach. Sangyeon kisses the other as he moves to pull out but Younghoon wraps a hand around his wrist to stop him.
“Keep going.”
Sangyeon’s taken aback. “Baby, you’re sensi-”
“Daddy.” Sangyeon stops mid-sentence. “Baby said keep going.”
Sangyeon is quiet for a moment. “...Are you sure?”
“Yeah, doesn’t daddy wanna cum in my ass? Fill my hole up?” Younghoon teases.
Sangyeon bites his lips and nods. “Y-yeah.”
“Then keep going.”
“Shit, shit, okay.”
“Good boy, daddy,” Younghoon says, petting Sangyeon’s hair as he starts fucking into his hole again. His thrusts are sloppy and uncoordinated but he manages to hit Younghoon’s prostate with each thrust. Younghoon moans at both the pain and pleasure.
“Baby…can daddy come now? Daddy’s so close.”
“Daddy’s such a good boy now, asking for permission.” Younghoon brings their faces closer, rubbing their noses together.
“P-please, baby,” Sangyeon begs as Younghoon pets his hair.
“Okay, daddy, you can come now.” Younghoon kisses him as he comes, painting Younghoon’s insides white. “You were such a good boy, daddy. The best boy.” Sangyeon rests his forehead against Younghoon’s collarbone and Younghoon caresses his hair lovingly.
Sangyeon pulls out and moves to get off the bed so Younghoon whines. “Let daddy get a towel to clean us up, okay? I’ll be right back.” Younghoon pouts but lets Sangyeon go but not without a kiss. Sangyeon smiles and walks to the bathroom and comes back with a damp towel. He cleans Younghoon up first, wiping his stomach and his hole before wiping himself down.
After cleaning up, he lies back down next to Younghoon who immediately cuddles into his chest. Sangyeon wraps an arm around him and says, “That was…really good.”
Younghoon moves to look at the older man. “Yeah…you were…amazing.”
“Really?”
“Mhmm, best sex I’ve ever had actually.” Younghoon smiles, stroking Sangyeon’s chest.
Sangyeon takes his hand in his own hand and kisses his palm. “Good enough to get me a date?”
Younghoon gasps. “You wanna go on a date…with me?”
Sangyeon nods. “Let me show you how a real man would treat you. No more immature boys who can’t take no for an answer.” Younghoon giggles and pecks his lips.
“Okay, let’s date.”