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San sat in the corner of the booth, tucked away next to the side of the bar and fairly hidden from the rest of the patrons with their backs to the majority of them. His head was fuzzy and his vision was slightly out of focus, a result from the drinks he had. Their table was covered in an array of empty bottles and half-full cocktail glasses being watered down from the ice melting.
Sitting to his right was Wooyoung, who had his left hand slowly rubbing and occasionally squeezing San’s leg, his hand nearly spanning the width of his thigh. San leaned his head against Wooyoung’s, trying to keep up with the conversation with Mingi and Yunho. He caught bits and pieces and attempted to contribute but he kept losing focus of the topic.
During a lull in the conversation, Wooyoung had slid his hand up to rest on San’s crotch. He didn’t notice until Wooyoung squeezed, causing San’s to straighten up and his eyes to widen. Looking over to his boyfriend, San saw his head turned as he watched people dance, acting nonchalant. San bit his lip and looked around, observing Yunho and Mingi with their faces only inches apart and engrossed in their own conversation. Seeing as they were oblivious to Wooyoung’s actions, San let him continue.
Immersed back into talking with the duo across from them, Wooyoung still teased San over his pants until he felt him start to harden. He didn’t miss a beat as he easily unbuttoned and lowered the zipper on San’s pants, sliding his hand inside. San whined and looked down at where Wooyoung was touching him and slightly tugged on his sleeve. Finally getting his attention, Wooyoung turned towards him and hummed in question.
“Young-ah…” San spoke softly, but they were close enough for Wooyoung to hear him over the loud music playing.
Feigning concern, Wooyoung furrowed his eyebrows and asked, “What is it, baby?” San whined again in frustration and mumbled out a please. “Use your words, San-ah. What do you want?” he spoke sternly.
San squirmed, his hips bucking up into Wooyoung’s hand, “Touch me…please.” he asked, looking at Wooyung with wide, pleading eyes. Wooyoung smiled softly at him, finding his facial expression cute. He wanted to push San further but was growing impatient himself. Giving in, he moved his hand into San’s underwear and pulled out his hard cock, making sure the bottom of San’s flowy button up shirt kept them covered up. San’s mouth slightly dropped open at the feeling of Wooyoung’s warm hand wrapped around him.
Yunho had been observing them for some time now. He put two and two together when he noticed the movement of Wooyoung’s arm, paired with San’s gasp. Pausing what he was saying, he tapped on Mingi’s arm and nodded his head in the pair’s direction. Mingi watched them for a few seconds before it clicked for him, too. Realization washed over his face and he smirked at Yunho in return.
San’s face reddened even more, flushed from the alcohol in his system and arousal, even visible in the dim lighting. His eyes became half-lidded, gaze roaming over Wooyoung’s stoic facial expression looking back at him. Yunho leaned his elbow on the table, resting his chin on his palm, “Hey, San-ah?” San redirected his attention to Yunho at the sound of his name. “Feeling good?” He asked with a smug smile on his face.
San closed his mouth and forcibly swallowed before nodding, his chest already nearly heaving despite the slow stroking of Wooyoung’s hand. Wooyoung glanced briefly at Yunho, then ran his thumb over the wet slit of San’s cock. San harshly breathed in through his nose at the sensation as he maintained eye contact with Yunho.
Leaning further over the table, Yunho undid two more buttons on San’s shirt, now being open to almost his belly button. He pushed his shirt to the side, exposing San’s chest. Wooyoung readjusted and turned his body so that he was facing San, shielding them from the view of everyone else. Yunho snuck his hand into San’s shirt and ran his fingertips, cold and wet from holding his condensation-covered drink glass, across his nipple. San’s eyebrows furrowed together as a result of his touch. Yunho couldn’t stop the smile spreading across his face and pinched San’s nipple, twisting it ever so slightly. San twitched and bit his lip, holding back a loud moan threatening to leave his mouth. Pulling back sooner than San would’ve liked, Yunho retracted his hand and leaned back in his seat, satisfied.
Nearly shaking from pleasure, San shoved his face in the crook of Wooyoung’s neck. Wooyoung placed his cheek against the top of San’s head and pressed a kiss to his sweaty forehead. He ran his right hand through San’s damp hair, running it down the back of his neck before coming up to cup his face. Wooyoung could hear San’s occasional whimpers and gasps as he sped up the pumping of his hand.
Mingi pulled out his phone and nudged Wooyoung’s leg with his foot, making a gesture to move the bottom of San’s shirt out of the way. He shook his phone in Wooyoung’s direction, silently signaling he wanted to record them. Wooyoung winked at him in appreciation before glancing around the bar to make sure no one else was watching. They’ve seen people do worse here but he didn’t want to give anyone else a free show. Seeing that the coast was clear, he did as Mingi asked, exposing his hand moving up and down San’s dick.
San momentarily panicked and tried to cover himself up. Wooyoung caught him by the wrist and placed his hand back by his side, “Mingi’s recording us, baby. Don’t you want to be good for them?” Wooyoung spoke into San’s ear. The rumble of his voice caused goosebumps to erupt over San’s skin, despite the muggy air of the place making him hot. San meekly looked back and forth between Yunho and Mingi’s hungry gazes before nodding and mumbling an affirmation. Mingi’s face softened as he grinned at him in return, then positioned his phone under the table and turned the brightness up so he and Yunho could watch under the table through the screen. Yunho wrapped his arm around Mingi’s waist, pulling him flush to his side.
San returned to his position in Wooyoung’s neck, the dampness of his panting wetting Wooyoung’s skin. On the upstroke of his hand, Wooyoung squeezed the head of his dick, making San harshly bite down in shock. Wooyoung hissed and grabbed the hair at the nape of San’s neck, but welcomed the pain nonetheless. San started to suck on his skin, as if he yearned to feed from him. Wooyoung moved his hand faster and San bit down again on a new spot, a low moan being drawn out of him.
“Fuck, being such a good boy for me, darling,” Wooyoung groaned. So out of it, San nodded in agreement despite it not being a question. “You like having an audience? Knowing anyone could look over here and see you?” San’s stomach clenched at Wooyoung’s words. He loved when they did this, he loved having his friends’ eyes on him watching as he fell apart as a result of Wooyoung’s actions. The risk of someone seeing turned him on so much it nearly made him lightheaded. Something about a stranger seeing him so exposed, so vulnerable, and desiring him lit a flame in his chest.
“Answer me.” Wooyoung demanded and stopped, pulling on San’s hair when he didn’t respond to his question.
San whimpered at his tone of voice and tug to his hair, having to take a couple deep breaths before he was able to reply, “Mhm, wan’ them to see. Like when people watch.” He slurred. Wooyoung hummed, rewarding San by resuming his stroking and another kiss to his head. Wooyoung looked back towards Mingi and Yunho and saw them watching the phone screen with rapt attention, both of their mouths slightly open, chuckling to himself at their reactions. He felt drunk on not only booze but on power too, being able to reduce San to a whimpering mess and commanding two sets of eyes to watch him as he did.
Wooyoung let go of San’s hair and instead lowered his hand to push San’s underwear down, tucking it under his balls to squeeze and massage them, too. San cursed and gripped onto the worn leather of his seat. Wooyoung tightened his grip on San’s balls, borderline painful causing him to writhe in his seat, unable to stay still.
Under the table, Mingi toed his shoe off and reached his foot over to slide it up San’s calf. San jolted in surprise, his eyes snapping over to Mingi as he panted. Mingi had barely reached his thigh before Wooyoung saw a socked foot come into view and batted it away, “Yah! Paws off!”
Yunho covered his mouth with his hand as he sputtered at Wooyoung’s reaction while Mingi looked at him with a shocked, hurt but non-serious look on his face, “Yunho got to touch him!” Mingi complained with a childish whine to his voice.
“Well, yeah, I actually like Yunho.” he retorted and shrugged his shoulder. Mingi narrowed his eyes at Wooyoung and kicked him in the shin, making Wooyoung laugh in response.
San pulled on Wooyoung’s sleeve again, trying to get his attention back on him, “Please, I’m so close.” San was minutely bucking his hips up, trying to get Wooyoung to go faster after he’d slowed down while speaking with Mingi. Wooyoung cooed at him and obliged, the amount of precum that’s accumulated making it slippery and wet.
“Hold on, hold on,” Mingi whispered to Yunho. “Get a video of his face.” Yunho hastily pulled out his own phone and opened up the camera, not wanting to miss a second of the spectacle.
Wooyoung heard San’s mantra of moans and ah, ah, ah’s become louder the closer he got. He reached over and grabbed a napkin from the table, cupping it around the head of his dick to avoid getting cum on San’s clothes. San threw his head back, knocking it against the backrest as his orgasm hit. Outright shameless about hiding it anymore or lowering the volume of his moan, loud enough for Mingi and Yunho to hear it. He shook as it washed over him, the feeling and a warmness spreading from his head to his toes.
“That’s it, baby.” Wooyoung guided him through it, unable to stop the sappiness seeping through his voice. San harshly breathed as he came down from his high, his hips jerking away from where Wooyoung continued to touch him and milk him for all he’s worth. He whined and his head lolled to the side in Wooyoung’s direction, stilling his hand, the overstimulation becoming too much for his sensitive body.
“Ok, ok,” Wooyoung grumbled and reluctantly removed his hand and balled up the spent napkin, discarding it onto the table. They’ll clean it up later. Wooyoung casually licked up the cum that had landed on his fingers and San weakly smacked his hand away, partially in embarrassment and partially in being too tired to get turned on again by the sight. Wooyoung pouted at him, “What? But you taste so good.” San sighed in lieu of a response.
Wooyoung readjusted San’s shirt so that it was covering his lower half again before leaning in and pressing his mouth to San’s. Undeterred by Wooyoung’s previous action, San opened his mouth to let Wooyoung slide his tongue in, tasting himself.
“So beautiful.” Wooyoung praised against his lips after pulling off. San smiled and ducked his head, now feeling shy from Wooyoung’s words.
Yunho and Mingi had stopped their recordings and now sat with hard-ons in their pants. Yunho glanced down at Mingi’s crotch and leaned in to whisper into his ear, “Bathroom?” Mingi rapidly nodded and scooted out of the booth, grabbing Yunho’s hand and beginning to lead them away.
“Send me the videos!” Wooyoung called after them. San tucked himself back into his slacks, Wooyoung watching and waiting before wrapping his arms around San’s middle and pulling him close again. Wooyoung had so much love and adoration for San, grateful he had someone like him and someone who trusted him to do this with. Inversely, San thanked his lucky stars to have someone like Wooyoung to take care of him, seemingly always knowing what he needed. San reciprocated by looping his arms around Wooyoung’s neck. They exchanged soft kisses and sweet words until they were interrupted by the incoming buzzes from Wooyoung’s phone on the table. He blindly reached for it and turned it over, swiping open the notifications.
princess
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puppy #1
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star
aww baby💖
captain
fuck this job i wish i was there
baby bear
freaks…all of you…
puppy #2
says you
baby bear
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puppy #2
😊
puppy #1
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isn’t he so pretty on his knees