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Hyeongjun's 18th birthday party.
Gunil, Jungsu's dad supplied the freshly turned Omega adult and his other Omega son's friends with an abundance of alcohol and snacks. Promising not to tell their parents that he allowed them to drink, but they were all eighteen now, well, except Jooyeon but he wasn't far behind. Hyeongjun has been eighteen for a few months now but working his summer job and getting ready for college etc he didn't have time to celebrate yet.
~*~
Gunil watched on his computer screen in his office stroking his thick cock as Hyeongjun downed several shots of hard liquor and naturally got more drunk as the night progressed.
Hyeongjun swaying back and forth whispered something to Jungsu who just laughed, nearly falling over himself and shook his head.
Gunil watched as Hyeongjun left the living room and fumbled down the long hallway falling into doors and then the floor.
Right outside his office.
Gunil fixed his cock in his pants and got up, opening his door to find Hyeongjun laying on the wood flooring with his skirt riding up his hips and his black panties on full display. He's hit with a wave of sweet honeysuckles,
Hyeongjun's own personal scent.
His cock grows harder, harder than he even thought was possible, his Alpha instincts kicking in, wanting to ravish the young Omega man.
His body is so thin, delicate, he's built like a girl, or a young woman. Gunil has watched Hyeongjun grow up, he's never seen him as anything other than a best friend of Jungsu's thankfully. But once he reached the ripe adult age of eighteen something snapped in Gunil.
He needed Hyeongjun.
He figured it had something to do with him reaching mating age of eighteen, the age when you present and find your mate.
Was Gunil Hyeongjuns mate?
“Hyeongjun sweetie, come on and get up,“
Gunil whispers out, trying his best to fight off the urge to touch him as he's splayed out on the floor.
“Hmm? Mr.Gunil,”
Hyeongjun whispers out, his long brown hair covering his face, Gunil moves it out of his way.
“Yes Hyeongjun sweetie you fell down,”
Gunil says, softly picking Hyeongjun up by his back and sitting him up.
Hyeongjun's head clumsily faceplanted into Gunil's crotch, his mouth open, Gunil's head resting in his mouth through his sweats.
“You smell so good,”
Hyeongjun mumbled out, mouthing over Gunil's thick precum leaking head.
Gunil nearly cums feeling his mouth wrap around him while he speaks.
“Let's get you up, do you need to get to Jungsu's room?”
Gunil asks, going to stand Hyeongjun up who grips onto his sweatpants with both hands and pulls at them.
Now sucking and mouthing on his entire cock over his sweats causing a dark Grey stain to appear.
Gunil knows he shouldn't, he's twenty years older than Hyeongjun but his Alpha drive and instincts take over and he grabs Hyeongjun pulling him into his office sliding him across the floor and shutting the door.
He's shocked when Hyeongjun wastes no time pulling down his sweats and freeing his nearly ten inch thick throbbing cock.
“You're so big Mr.Gunil, bigger than all the other boys I know,”
Hyeongjun mumbled out and giggled, gripping his cock by the base and taking the tip of his head into his mouth and sucking on it greedily.
"How many other boys sizes do you know?"
Gunil asks, trying not to let jealousy escape his lips.
"Just one other and he wasn't nearly this big, other Omega friends of mine have told me about other guys sizes and they aren't as big,"
Hyeongjun answers honestly, sucking up precum beading at the slit that leaked while he was responding.
“Fuck Hyeongjun, sweetheart, you're drunk we shouldn't be - “
Gunil is cut off from his fake moral speech when Hyeongjun takes around five or so inches of his cock down his throat with no problem.
The air is knocked out of him and he can't help but buck his hips forward trying to shove the rest down Hyeongjun's throat.
Hyeongjun looks up at him, eyes going crossed from drunkenness, mouth stretched wide with his thickness and spit dripping down his chin.
So fucking beautiful.
“You know how to suck dick? Naughty boy,”
Gunil breathlessly teases, grabbing a handful of Hyeongjun's hair and bucking his hips forward to fuck his precious pretty mouth and face.
The smell of Gunil's own scent, a category five hurricane brewing along with Hyeongjuns sweet soft floral smell of honeysuckles blooming in spring time makes his head dizzy.
Looking down he sees Hyeongjun's leaving a puddle of what he can only think is piss on the floor as he grinds his cunt on the hardwood. He must have been looking for the bathroom, poor boy.
This just turns Gunil on more, he licks his lips seeing his piss and his slick leaking out of his panties that he's pulled to the side. His slick separating like oil from water and swirling around so prettily in the pool.
Gunil can also see his clit, it's big, nearly two inches, covered in piss and slick. But his labia minora were barely existent. He fucks into Hyeongjuns mouth until he cums hard, his milky white seed gushing down his throat. Hyeongjun moans around his shaft and takes it all like a good boy should.
“Hyeongjun?”
Gunil freezes hearing his son's voice call out.
Hyeongjun looks up at Gunil with wide eyes and panic, pulling off of Gunil's cock, a long string of spitty cum still connecting the two.
“Shh,”
Gunil brings his fingers up to Hyeongjun's lips and quickly stands him up. He walks him over to a door behind his office that leads to the bathroom and quickly opens it watching as Hyeongjun flees inside.
“Hyeongjun, are you dead?”
Jungsu calls out again laughing, knocking on the bathroom door.
“I'm fucked, I fucking pissed myself,”
Hyeongjun cackles and so does Jungsu.
Gunil hears the shower running and Jungsu going to his room to get fresh clothing for Hyeongjun he guessed. He walks back over to the puddle of piss and slick. He falls to the floor and without another thought sticks his tongue out lapping up Hyeongjun with no care in the world. Disgusting slurping and licking sounds fill his office. His sweet slick outweighs any taste of piss and the bitterness of the alcohol mixed together.
He laps up every drop of Hyeongjun greedily.
~*~
Gunil lays staring up at the ceiling thinking about Hyeongjun, stroking his cock off and on. How big his clit was, so fucking pretty and hard. Pink and tan. He's always had a thing for big clits but to know Hyeongjuns fresh little eighteen year old self has one he has to bite his pillow.
Suddenly he hears a small knock on his door, thinking it's Jungsu. But no, Jungsu never knocks, always crashing into his room or office no matter what time it was.
No, it must be..
“Mr.Gunil?”
His cock stands straight up hearing Hyeongjun's voice almost sounding like a ghost.
“Yes, come in,”
Gunil whispers out, watching as his door opens slowly and Hyeongjun walks in only in one of Jungsu's large tshirts he wears to bed.
His bare legs on full display, he can see his clit head poking through the shirt.
“I can't sleep, there are too many people in Jungsu's room, I hate sleeping in crowded rooms…”
Hyeongjun bites his lip and leans back against his bedroom door and crosses his legs. Fingers twirling in front of him.
“Can I?.. “
Hyeongjun asks, blushing and tucking a piece of his hair behind his ear so innocently.
“Of course sweetie,”
Gunil smiles and pulls the covers back on his late husband's side of the bed. Nobody has slept with him since he died two years ago.
Hyeongjun walks over, almost floating, getting into his bed and crawling under the covers moving entirely too close to Gunil.
“Thank you, your bed feels so good and warm,”
Hyeongjun hums, wrapping his long lanky leg over Gunil's waist and pressing his hard clit up against his thigh.
Gunil without thinking hooks his arm around his shoulder pulling Hyeongjun closer to him.
“Absolutely,”
Gunil smiles and kisses him on his forehead.
They lay in silence for a few, Hyeongjun acting like he's asleep and Gunil getting harder by the second. Hyeongjun smells of Jungsu's body wash and his tshirt. It's off putting but thankfully Hyeongjun's honeysuckle arousal is permeating any smell of his son.
“Mr.Gunil?”
Hyeongjun asks quietly, opening his eyes to look at him.
“Yes?"
Gunil asks, looking over at Hyeongjun whose staring at him deeply with big doe eyes.
“Did you like what we did earlier?”
Hyeongjun asks.
“Very much,”
Gunil responds, feeling Hyeongjun's leg fall down to his cock trapping it under his shin.
Hyeongjun smiled and leaned over Gunil coming face to face with him.
“I still have your taste in my mouth, here taste,”
Hyeongjun leans down and catches Gunil's lips in a kiss that immediately he feels his sweet tongue slither into his mouth. Licking his mouth all over and moaning loudly.
Gunil grabs onto Hyeongjun's ass and squeezes it trying to stop him from being so loud. This just makes him moan even louder into his mouth.
He grabs Hyeongjun by his tiny waist, throws him on the bed and then climbs on top of him. He grabs Hyeongjun's fat cheeks and squeezes them tightly between his fingers.
“What the fuck are you doing? Do you want my son and all your friends to hear?”
Gunil growls out keeping his voice down but he sees fear but also a wave of lust wash over Hyeongjun's eyes.
“No, no I'm sorry.”
Hyeongjun barely gets out shaking his head.
Gunil lets go of his face slowly and then quickly pulls off Jungsu's tshirt. He can't bare to think of fucking Hyeongjun in it.
“Fuck me, please, take me, I'm still a virgin, all I want for my birthday is you please,”
Hyeongjun whined out, watching as Gunil's eyes glow and he begins trailing wet kisses down Hyeongjun's body coming face to face with his clit.
He stops and stares at it mesmerized, the most prettiest cunt and clit he's ever seen. He's never seen a virgin with a big clit and this drives him fucking mad. He's grinding his dick against his mattress like an animal in heat.
Hyeongjun goes to close his legs, embarrassed.
“You're turned off aren't you? This other guy was too, he said it was weird how big it is - “
Hyeongjun is cut off, feeling Gunil flatten his tongue underneath his clit and takes it into his mouth. Tightening his lips around him and sucking on it only for a moment.
Hyeongjun lets out an out of breath whine as Gunil opens his mouth and takes his entire cunt into his mouth, feeling his tongue run over his intact entrance, back up past his frenulum and over his clit.
Gunil lets off with a loud lewd pop that makes Hyeongjun shudder. Pulling up his legs and spreading them apart so he can get a full look at Hyeongjun.
“You're fucking stunning, the tastiest prettiest flower I've ever had the pleasure of tasting and seeing,”
Gunil says in a trance looking at Hyeongjun's slick and spit shining cunt. His hole so fucking tiny compared to his larger throbbing clit, the contrast is so fucking sexy.
“Really?”
Hyeongjun asks, shocked.
“Younger men are dumb, older men know what the prize is, and you, fuck, I can't even explain how beautiful you are, my grand prize,"
Gunil says, now jerking Hyeongjun off with his fingertips, making him shudder when he pinches it, twisting it to the side and jerks him back and forth slowly.
Honeysuckle slick flows out and onto his sheets soaking them, leaning down Gunil laps it up and sucks on them before running his tongue over Hyeongjun's entrance. Pushing his tongue inside, his walls sucking tightly around him. He doesn't care that he might hurt Hyeongjun fuck, he can't even think straight. Trying to break his tight cunt open on his tongue is his goal.
Hyeongjuns grips his hair in his fingers and pulls tightly, letting out a quiet wet moan.
Slick rushes onto his tongue and fills his mouth with his sweetness. Pulling his tongue out he trails Hyeongjuns slick up his body and to his mouth.
Taking Hyeongjun into a kiss and sitting up just enough to pull down his boxers and let his cock spring out.
He grabs onto Hyeongjun's thighs and pushes them back, opening his legs wide enough it hurts. The room once again smelt like a hurricane in the springtime with honeysuckles blowing in the wind but amplified.
Gunil runs his dripping wet large cock head over Hyeongjun's entrance and takes him into a deep kiss as he pushes in. He hears Hyeongjun scream into his mouth as he continues to push until he feels a popping feeling like a rubber band breaking and his head sinks in and nestles stuffed in his cunt entrance.
Hyeongjun wraps his legs around Gunil's waist, tears falling from his eyes from the delicious stinging pain and pressure. He feels Gunil push his thick head deeper in, rubbing his bundle of nerves that has his head falling back and mouth opening.
Gunil can't think straight, Hyeongjun's fresh cunt is all that is in his mind. He continued to push in, and continued to hear Hyeongjun cry out in delicious pain and pleasure.
“I'm not going to be soft and sweet, I want to fuck you open and - “
“Do it! Make my pussy yours, hurt me, love me whatever you have to do I want it!”
Hyeongjun cuts him off, his voice shaky and tears running down his cheeks.
Gunil sits up, throwing Hyeongjun's legs over his shoulders, and slams his entire ten inch length inside of Hyeongjun's thin body. He swears he can see the outline of his cock traveling underneath his skin.
Hyeongjun can't even speak, the wind knocked out of him and pain so intense but satisfyingly good he grabs onto Gunil's pillow, bites into it and screams.
Gunil pulls out and slams back into Hyeongjun's cunt so hard the bed moves. He watches as Hyeongjun grips onto the pillow taking in his scent and staring up at him, eyes rolling into the back of his head and tears still streaming.
This just makes him want to fuck him up even more seeing him cry around his cock.
Grabbing onto his legs he fucks into Hyeongjun's cunt so brutally hard, feeling more than just slick wetness, looking down he sees blood on his cock and abdomen, this turns him on even more.
Fucking ripping his little virgin cunt open and making him his. Molding his velvet tight walls to Gunil's girth and form.
His pussy, perfectly being crafted for Gunil.
“You let anyone else fuck my pussy or even touch you I'll never speak to you again and neither will Jungsu. I'll tell everyone you know about the size of your clit, I'll know if you have,”
Gunil roars a little too loudly, slamming into Hyeongjun's small frame, the lewd slapping sound of blood, precum and slick echoing through his bedroom.
He feels instantly bad for threatening Hyeongjun with his insecurity but fuck if he's going to let anyone else have Hyeongjun.
Hyeongjun belongs only to him.
He wants to stuff his knot inside of him, mate and mark him but he knows he can't do that, not tonight at least.
“I'll never let anyone else touch me, only you Gunil, I promise - ”
Hyeongjun is cut off by Gunil's large hand slapping him in the face so hard he sees stars. His hand now gripping onto his long throat tightly cutting off his airwaves.
“Don't disrespect your elders, I'm Mr.Gunil or daddy to you baby boy,”
Gunil grunts watching as his cock shows in Hyeongjun's gut and his head pushes against his belly button.
“I'm sorry d-daddy fuck,”
Hyeongjun cried out as Gunil's shaft ran over his bundle of nerves continuously making him feel drunk.
“Good boy,”
Gunil fucks so hard into Hyeongjun, eyes closed and mouth hanging open.
He felt Hyeongjun's hand grip onto the head of his cock over his belly button and tried to hold it in his palm. This takes Gunil over the edge who cums hard, so fucking hard.
The hardest he's ever cum in his life into Hyeongjun's cunt and gut over filling him with his seed. He feels Hyeongjun's walls tighten and body convulsing underneath him cumming from his own orgasm.
Gunil falling on top of Hyeongjun and panting harshly into his sticky skin. So fucked out he can't even speak, Hyeongjun can't either. They lay holding onto each other until they both fall into a deep sleep.