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Today is just a normal Saturday for them, going to the gym and doing their own routine. A perfectly normal Saturday... or so Kyungsoo thought.
Kyungsoo doesn't work out often as he despises sweat drenching his body, he only does few sets of shoulder and back exercises, going on a treadmill just to do a walk for 30 minutes and he's done. He only work himself to stay healthy.
His boyfriend, on the other hand, loves working out. Chanyeol always try to push just a little harder to satisfy his competitive self, lifting weights and exercising while Kyungsoo sits quietly beside him and watch, sometimes throwing compliments here and there to keep his boyfriend motivated.
Kyungsoo stares at Chanyeol scrunched up face, sweat dripping from his face as he did his chest exercises with a grunt from every time he pushed the weight upwards. His lips are parted slightly, tongue poking out when he concentrated, eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed together in concentration. Kyungsoo thinks it's quite adorable yet sexy at the same time. It's hard pry his eyes away.
And it's getting even harder the moment Kyungsoo laid his eyes on Chanyeol's chest. The way the tight black shirt clings to his body, muscles flexing and moving under his skin, the curves...
Kyungsoo never really paid much attention to Chanyeol's body this way before, not even when they're bare naked in front of each other daily — when he has his hands all over Chanyeol's body spreading soap while they were showering together. His boyfriend looks marvelous as always, but there hasn't been any time where he would drool from staring at his muscles. So, what is it that makes Kyungsoo sudden act up this way? Is it just because he's too tired? Is it because the way Chanyeol's tits looks bigger than usua—
"Kyungsoo-yah," Chanyeol calls out to him, interrupting his train of thought, "Can you lend me a hand over here? My arms gave up..."
The shorter quickly helped Chanyeol set the weight back in place.
He can't focus anymore.
His mind is blank but his eyes are focused on one thing in front of him, once again — Chanyeol's chest.
Kyungsoo wonders if he's having some sort of a stroke. Maybe someone put a spell on him or something. His hand stays on the perfectly shaped pecs, soaped fingers brushing against the taut skin, feeling every little ridge and dip of muscle, every curve, every softness.
Kyungsoo wonders,
how would it feel to have his cock squished between those mounds, sliding back and forth between the firm flesh?
"Hehe... I made cat ears with your hair~"
Chanyeol’s voice brings Kyungsoo back to reality, snapping him out from his lustful fantasies. The taller leans forward and places kisses across Kyungsoo's temple, cheeks, and lips, leaving small sweet pecks all over his face. Chanyeol's eyebrows then furrowed, "Are you okay? You look a little flushed... Are you sick? Was the workout felt a little too much earlier? You shouldn't push yourself too hard if you're still feeling sore."
The shorter shakes his head to clear his thoughts, smiling softly. He must've made Chanyeol worried. "I'm fine, don't worry," said Kyungsoo.
Chanyeol looks down, noticing Kyungsoo's growing hardness, "What, are you thinking right now? Do you want to have sex here?"
Kyungsoo shakes his head again, "N-no, it's not that..." Kyungsoo looks away awkwardly, embarrassed at how easy his brain must've gotten distracted by his lover's beautiful body. He sighed, "Let's wash up. The delivery guy is probably here soon and I'm so hungry."
They finish cleaning up and Kyungsoo got out of the bathroom with his bathrobe, and sure enough, their food came right on time. Chanyeol followed later only with towel hanging on his hips, immediately digging in straight for the pizza. Kyungsoo joins and eats with ease, trying his best to avoid looking at his boyfriend's tits.
Chanyeol reached for the fried chicken, dipping it to the cheese sauce and taking a bite. He hums loudly in satisfaction before reaching to put on more sauce and bringing the chicken back to his mouth, but halted the moment the sauce dripped onto his chest.
Kyungsoo audibly gulped, his eyes fixated on the sauce.
"Oh, shit— where's the tissue..." mumbled Chanyeol as he looked around.
Usually Kyungsoo would help him immediately, but this time he just stayed silent for some reason. Eventually, the tall male got the tissue and wipes himself clean.
Kyungsoo almost opened his mouth to stop him and perhaps lick the sauce himself with his tongue.
The two cuddled together on the bed, watching a random movie on their TV. Chanyeol had fallen asleep not too long ago and Kyungsoo had his head resting just next to Chanyeol's chest. The smaller already had his mind neglecting the movie and just focused on the pair of mountainous muscles again.
Just what on earth is happening to him? There's really nothing new except that Chanyeol's chest looks slightly bigger than usual. Shirtless Chanyeol on the bed cuddling him, is nothing new. Kyungsoo burying his face between Chanyeol's tits, is nothing new. But why does Kyungsoo feels like he's going crazy whenever he saw them? His imagination is running wild again, bringing back the thoughts he had when they were showering together.
His cock twitches, the pressing into the cloth covering his crotch. Kyungsoo groans, closing his eyes tightly.
Chanyeol is sleeping, he shouldn't disturb him.
That's what he told himself earlier, but his body soon betrays him as he pushes Chanyeol to lay on his back. This startled the taller to wake up, staring at Kyungsoo wide awake.
"Wha—"
Kyungsoo ignores him and took off his pants along with his underwear before sitting on top of Chanyeol's torso. His cock lays nestled right between the pair of firm muscles, throbbing impatiently.
"You're driving me crazy," muttered Kyungsoo as he slowly starts to rub the shaft against the soft skin. The view of his dick between Chanyeol's chest, glistening with precum, made the shorter close his eyes and bite his lips, tattoing the image to his brain. He then started to move a bit faster.
Kyungsoo moans and whines, unable to stop himself. He presses his hand on top of his own cock, sandwiching the length between Chanyeol's chest and his palm to create more friction as he thrusts against the warm, muscular surface.
Chanyeol watches, completely entranced by how his boyfriend is trying to relieve himself on his chest. Kyungsoo's hips sway with every movement and his head tilts back, eyes clenched shut, letting out small whimpers, trying to ignore his increasing hardness and the fact that he might come any moment. He wants to stay like this for a little longer.
The man below then reaches for Kyungsoo's ass, massaging it slowly while the tip of his middle finger teases his rim. Kyungsoo opens his eyes again and looks at him with his pupils dilated, lips red, panting heavily. Chanyeol looked back at his eyes with a sharp gaze, holding the same lustful stare, prompting Kyungsoo to move his hips faster, feeling like he's going to reach the edge any second now.
Suddenly, Chanyeol's large finger slips in deep, hitting Kyungsoo's prostate at once. The smaller lets out a gasp and grabs a hold of Chanyeol's shoulder with his free hand, his entire body trembling in both pain and pleasure from the burn and stretch.
"Chan—" he whines out loud, singing right into Chanyeol's ear. "Ah... ahh... Chanyeol-ah, I'm—"
Chanyeol smirked, his dimple showing, "Come on, Kyungsoo-yah. You want to come on my chest, don't you?"
Kyungsoo shuddered, moaning in frustration. Fuck, that's exactly what he wants! His hips jerk involuntarily against the thick digit press inside him, his cock twitches on Chanyeol's chest and he comes hard, painting the latter's skin white underneath his fingers. Kyungsoo nearly screamed and almost falling down if Chanyeol didn't hold on to him in time. He breathes heavily as the orgasm lingers all over his body. That might've been the best way to masturbate ever, Kyungsoo thinks, and that's rich coming from him.
Once he finally calmed down, he leaned to kiss Chanyeol with relief.
After wiping the cum away, Chanyeol then settled Kyungsoo down on the bed, pulling the shorter flush against his own body and wrapping him up in a hug. "Well, how was that? Did you enjoy fucking my tits?" asked Chanyeol, chuckling lightly, "Kinky fucker."
Kyungsoo deadpanned, "Says you. You were showing off your chest on purpose because you know I've been staring the whole day, aren't you..."
"Of course, I worked so hard to make my chest look good and I want you to pay attention to it. I think it's safe to say that it worked~ You've been groping on it like a creep when we were showering and I saw you literally drooling when I dropped the sauce there," grinned Chanyeol. "Now, I wish I could fuck you while suffocating you between my chest right now. I think you'd love it."
Kyungsoo's ears perked up at the idea, That'd be so nice, he thought before composing himself, "Well, what's stopping you?"
"You forgot?"
"What?"
"We ran out of lube..."
"Ah..."
Right. They fucked so many times three days ago to the point Kyungsoo passed out from exhaustion. He didn't complain though... until he starts feeling pain on his lower area. Still, he really enjoyed that night and wishes to be able match with Chanyeol's insane stamina to see what else the big guy got to keep him shaking and crying from pleasure. Maybe he'll try to work more on endurance exercises in the future.
"Now that you noticed my chest and seems like you're not feeling sore anymore, I swear I won't forget to buy lube tomorrow and we'll fuck all day — if that's what you wanted, I won't push you too much until you pass out again. I promise," said Chanyeol proudly.
"I don't really mind you pushing far if that's what you're worried about. I mean, I would tell you whenever I feel uncomfortable."
"Still, I felt a little bad. I don't want to hurt you, you know."
"I know. Also, don't forget some condoms too. I'm tired of cleaning your cum from my ass."
"But you've been the one begging for me to come inside you—"
"Shut up," said Kyungsoo as he buries his face between Chanyeol's chest once more, earning a chuckle from the taller.