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“You have deadlines to meet, and you know it! Get your ass outta here. Move it! Move!”

Seokmin surrenders to Ian's remarks, sprinkling a bit of levity, “I didn’t know Miss Trunchbull was your guardian, kiddo!” Arms crossed, Ian gives him a death glare in retort.

"Okay, okay, lemme just," Heeseung and Seokmin moan as the tan stud unattached himself. Heeseung was disheartened, feeling empty. He watches the accountant put his clothes back on and shout, "I’ll Venmo you later!” when he scurries away.

“What did I tell you?" Ian shifts from Seokmin to Heeseung, "I said, no more wandering the cabin past your—” Distracted, he noticed how tempting Heeseung looked, splayed on the countertop. Legs open. Pink nipples and cock standing in attention, and that infamous pussy, flush pink, so inviting as it puckers a stream of fresh cum to the tiled floor. 

Ian feels blood rush to his crotch. No matter how dauntless or cold his exterior is, Ian is still a man who has needs— and Heeseung’s vulnerable state is not helping his “situation.” He could sense the last strands of self-control slipping, but what broke him was the escort’s plea:

“Please help me, hyung. I need you to make me cum!” Heeseung keens, pushing two fingers in his hole. The squelch and lewd sight could melt any man’s resolve. Ian stared at Seung's wet cunt, churning his libido—

The way Ian pulled his gun from the shoulder holster brought fear into Heeseung’s eyes, “H-Hyung, please don’t!” Ian detached the magazine and cocked the slide, ensuring there were no bullets. 

“You know what ticks me off the most, hmm?” Without disconnecting his eyes, Ian takes a sachet of lubed condom from his pocket, rips it open with his teeth, and rolls it onto the barrel— “Disobedience!”

And just like that, Heeseung writhes on top of the kitchen island as Ian pins him down and defiles his boy-pussy with fucking a gun! The young escort's piteous cries fill the room.

“Is this what your slutty hole wants?! To get used by random men?” Feeling degraded, Heeseung’s cock stiffens and leaks more pre. “You can’t even follow a simple order!” Ian pushes his pistol deeper, stimulating Heeseung in an abrasive manner.

“Goddamn-ahhh! It h-hurts so good!” Not in Heeseung's wildest dreams did he imagine being thrashed by a handgun. Yet here he is, loving every vicious second of how he is cheaply treated. Ian was right, he has become such a slut! Always starving to be filled by any means necessary. So horned up that his pornographic whines grew louder.

“What is that now? Are you complaining?!" *SMACK* Ian slaps Heeseung's cheek where tracks of tears trail, "No, no, you take what I give. Whores like you are not allowed to oppose!” Ian hits him again *SMACK* and pushes the pistol further; Heeseung shrieks in incoherence, now meeting the man's ministrations~

“What? This gun is not enough for you, bitch?!" Heeseung groans in protest, "Alright then,” Ian withdraws the gun, showing the younger how much the latex on the barrel was coated in lube and Seokmin’s semen.

Heeseung bites his lip, his view changing from the firearm to how Ian impressively undid his belt and pants with one hand, all while glaring straight into his eyes. 

“It’s time you get your punishment!” Ian grabs the bottle of Guinness, chucks back a quarter of it, and pulls Seung into a searing exchange. The bittersweet alcohol passes through the other’s mouth and some spill at the sides. They made out for a while till Ian bit Heeseung’s lip as he pulled away, enough to draw blood~

“Let's get a better view of that ass, shall we?” Ian mumbles masochistically, manhandling the young buck onto his belly. With the escort bent on the counter, Ian used his knees to spread Heeseung's legs apart. “You’re the sluttiest faggot I have ever met!” Ian grits and ties the other's forearms with his belt, pressing them on the lad’s lower spine. 

“That I am. Please, please give me that dick!” Heeseung enticingly moans, rubbing his perky buns on the tattooed man’s erection.

“God, you’re an eager little whore, aren’t ya?!” Ian spits on his dick and fists it before he teases the puffy rim with his bulbous tip. "Think you deserve this, hmm?" A filthy suction sound as more of Ian’s stout cockhead breaches.

“Ahhh, Y-YesYes! P-Put it all in, please, sir, I need it, please!” 

"You want this cock, bitch?!" Ian buries more veiny inches of his thick-ass rig with a scowl.

“Holy Mother of God, YES!” Heeseung cries, legs shaking, and savors how Ian’s evident girth stretches him open~

“Crap, I have never fucked a cunt this tight, holy shit!”

Heeseung couldn’t help but drool on the countertop, enjoying how his pussy strained, for Ian’s cock was WAY thicker and a tad longer than Seokmin’s already impressive size! You really can't judge a man's package based on height alone.

“Hmfff!” the escort rasps; he could tell that it also had a slight curve from how his damp walls conformed to its shape, “F-Full. So, fuckin’ full, sir! Please slow down. N-Need to a-adjust-ahhh...” Seung reaches behind and tries pushing Ian back, but all his whiny sobs only boost the masochist's pride.

Ian smirks and takes his shirt off, along with his holster; his rigid cock pulses strongly, “That’s too bad. I am still not all-the-way in!” Even before Heeseung could respond, his eyes crossed as the remaining length was shoved callously up in his guts!

“Ahhhh, SHIT!” They both cussed when Ian’s pelvic bone kissed the escort’s cushion-like globes.

An ensemble of profanities and obscene skin-smacking echoed in the kitchen area. Ian used Heeseung’s bounded forearms as leverage to pull him in for every ruthless thrust— strengthening while the minutes passed. 

The fridge’s engine whirred in the background; its light sexily cast shadows on the two men’s perspiring bodies as they clashed on and on. Ian may not look like an ideal lover, but he rocked Heeseung's world! 

Ian deliberately slowed down a few times so Seung could feel how his large meat stretched his rim better, pouring beer where they connected and restarting his carnal barrage like a maniac! Heeseung’s knees buckled, yelling how “big" and "insane” Ian was fucking him with that veiny cock, so rough and so SO good!

The motions intensified, and Ian’s advances tripled due to Heeseung’s declarations, blitzing the escort’s enflamed prostate to dust! *The skin hitting on skin became so savage, it could crack the marble kitchen island*

It did not take long for Heeseung’s cries of rapture to transform into a screechy squirm, followed by an unforeseen climax! His sweet spot was probed so crudely that Seung did not realize he was discharging jizz like a faucet— nastily spraying semen on the side of the center table.

“Such a tight, little cunt!" Heeseung narrowed his rectum as he came, "ShitShitSHIT!” Ian growls, “I'm close! Come here and suck this cock, you slut!” unsheathing in the middle of Heeseung’s high and forcing the younger to his knees~

Ian choked the base of his dick to prevent his release just as Heeseung took some of his own fresh fluids, licked it off, and spat it on the older man’s angry erection. “You dirty-dirty whore!” Ian hisses. Heeseung jacked him off with gusto~

Ian lets go of his meat and moans to the skies when Heeseung's grip tightens, making his cock veins more prominent. 

“Look at this fat, inked cock!” Heeseung salivates from Ian’s impressive shaft adorned with tattoos. It was his first time to see such a thing, and it looked SO hot! 

"You're so fucking hard for me!" Heeseung fists the girthy phallus with both hands and gobbles the scarlet cockhead, swiping the tip of his tongue on the precum-spewing slit— pushing Ian to the edge, his head thrown back at the moment he blasts dense cum on every part of Heeseung's pretty face!

Numerous gloopy ropes of white paint the young escort’s lips, cheeks, nose, forehead, and hair. It was so plentiful that it dribbled down Heeseung’s neck and tits.

“You love that shit, huh?!” Ian roars, nabs his spurting rig, and pushes the thumping cockhead in Heeseung’s warm mouth, “Swallow all this cum, whore!” he utters, speedily wanking off the top half of his dick and ejaculates over 10 more sprays of spooge down the ravenous lad’s throat. Ian watched as Seung eagerly gulped his viscous seed.

Almost at the end of his climax, Ian hooks his thumb into Heeseung’s cum-drenched chops, prying them open, “Show me!” prompting the escort to open wide, displaying leftover pools of white cum that flood his mouth— “Don't swallow yet!” Ian spits twice. The first splats on Heeseung’s cheek, and the second immorally adds to the pond of sperm~

Heeseung smiles with intention, ensuring Ian sees how he scoffed everything down! "Mmm, tastes so sweet!" the escort licks his fingers.

Ian’s cock twitches from the indecency, “No wonder the boss adores you. You’re a fuckin’ dream!” he clutches his barely softened appendage and slaps the younger man's face with it several times. They laughed wickedly as Heeseung’s lolled tongue chased after it.

“I tell you what; the boss called earlier and said that he booked a doctor’s appointment for you,” Ian hisses when Heeseung's mouth finally captures the tip of his dick and attempts to suck it back to life, “Mmmfff… I’ll, I’ll drive you to the a-agency tom-tomorrow, and get your p-pussy checked-nghhh!” he took a fistful of the escort’s hair, as Heeseung gags and deepthroats his whole length, “D-Dang. I love it when you take it to the base!”

Heeseung stays there for a good while, then liberates Ian’s cockhead with a lewd pop, “Check-up tomorrow, got it,” he stands, sits on the table, "But for tonight," he continues jerking Ian off till the man was stiff as a rock, and plants one foot on the counter, legs flared, “you’re going to fuck me again!” and with a squawking squelch, gradually reinserts the reawakened erection in his greedy, swollen arsehole.

Ian grins as his big cock slowly plunges in, “With pleasure!” yanking Heeseung into a sloppy makeout, leading into untamed intercourse on the kitchen island, and creampies the willing chap again and again!

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