My dancer[repost]
Bangchan x lee Minho
Top - Bang chan (ofc)
Bottom - lee Minho (my baby)
The beat of the music thrummed through the room, sending a ripple down Bang Chan's spine. The strip club was a haven of debauchery and sin, but for Chan it was just another Friday night. As he scanned the crowd, his eyes came to rest on one of the dancers, a lithe, fluid figure whose body undulated sensually as he moved. Chan felt his breath catch in his throat as he met the dancer's gaze, and for a moment the two locked eyes in a silent, electrified connection.
The dancer smiled slightly, sending a flurry of goosebumps down Chan's spine. He started dancing more seductively, his body undulating in a slow, sensual rhythm that was hypnotic. Chan's eyes never left the dancer's eyes as he watched him move, drawn in by his sensual curves. He could feel his heartbeat quickening, his breath coming faster, the heat in his body rising as the dancer danced for him. He couldn't look away.
After a few minutes of provocative dancing, the dancer walked over to Bang Chan with a smirk on his face. He leaned in close to Chan, close enough for their chests to brush against each other, and whispered in his ear, "You like what you see, Mister?"..Chan sighed and tried not to grab the dancer and pull him closer to him, but he couldn't help it. He was so turned on by the dancer's sensual dance and the way he was smiling at him sweetly, like he hadn't just made Chan hard. He wanted to grab the dancer and pull him closer, but he didn't want to be too forward. Instead, he just stared at the dancer, trying hard not to imagine all the dirty things he wanted to do to him.
He chose his next words carefully, sighing as he gathered the courage to ask the dancer the question on his mind. "How much for a night?" The dancer chuckled and looked away, seeming to think about the question before he answered. "I'm just a dancer," he said. " I don't sleep for money." Making Chan grit his teeth as he realized he was being rejected for the first time. He reached out and grabbed the dancer's curvy waist, pulling him closer, and the dancer gasped as he felt how hard and big Chan was. The dancer was shocked at the sudden move, but as he felt that strong presence against his body, he couldn't help but feel his own desire flare up...
The dancer chuckled and put his finger on Chan's lips, keeping him from speaking. "Mr. Handsome," he called Chan in a teasing tone. The dancer traced a line down Chan's body with his finger, making it clear he was interested in more than just a paycheck. " If you want to sleep with me," he said, " you have to be my sugar daddy for a month." The dancer said it with a teasing tone, but there was no mistaking his intention.
Chan grabbed the dancer's hand without a second thought, nodding his head in eager agreement. The dancer was stunned, but he clearly loved the power he now had over Chan. He smiled, a little surprised at Chan's quick acceptance, but satisfied that he had the upper hand now. "Where do you want to go now?" he asked, his tone suggestive and teasing.
Chan's answer was short and to the point: "My place." He grabbed the dancer's hand and dragged him out of the club, towards his car, his expression intent and determined. The dancer was taken aback by the sudden move, but he couldn't help feeling a surge of excitement at the thought of what Chan had in store for him.
He opened the door and invited the dancer into his car, noticing that he was wearing a revealing top. Without saying a word, he slipped off his jacket and passed it to the dancer, covering up some of that skin. The dancer was blushing a little but he was excited to be touched by Chan. As Chan drove away, his hand rested lightly on the dancer's thigh, the tension between them growing with each minute that passed...
"What's your name?" Chan finally asked, after several minutes of driving in silence. The dancer replied softly, "Lee Minho." Chan nodded, keeping his eyes on the road as he drove. After a few minutes, he stopped in front of his house and opened the door for the dancer. The dancer was shocked to see such a luxurious mansion, but he kept his feelings hidden, his eyes on Chan as he followed him inside.
Chan closed the door behind them as they walked inside, then grabbed Minho's wrist and dragged him to his bedroom. When he closed the door, he kissed him roughly with no words said in between. He pulled Minho towards him, embracing his strong body tightly as he kissed him, letting all his desire and passion out at once. The dancer was taken aback by the sudden move, but he felt his own body responding eagerly to the rough kisses.
Minho suddenly pulled away from the kiss, his hands cradling Chan's face with a cocky smirk on his lips. " Calm down," he said, his voice teasing but sensual. "I want to take my time with you." Chan's body was humming with desire, but he could already tell that Minho was someone who liked being in control. He pushed Minho's hands away as he tried to pull him back in for another kiss, but Minho stopped him again, kissing his jaw and then moving slowly down his neck.
Minho pushed Chan onto the bed, sitting on his lap as he kissed his ear and neck. He was slowly rolling his hips, rubbing himself against Chan's lap in a suggestive manner, making him even harder. "What's your name?" he asked, his voice low with desire. "So at least I can moan it, or...you want to scream it?" he murmured, his mouth against Chan's neck as he continued to move against him...
Chan groaned as he whispered his name, and Minho smirked as he heard it. He whispered his name back, his voice low with desire. "Chan huh?" he murmured. He stood up and started stripping himself slowly, taking his time and enjoying the anticipation of what was to come. He made sure to give Chan a good show, teasing him with every article of clothing that came off. "Do you like it, Chan ?" he whispered...
Minho got on his knees between Chan's legs, his body stripped of clothes and leaving nothing to the imagination. He started rubbing Chan's thighs, his hands gliding up and down slowly and effortlessly, making it hard for Chan to keep his control. His eyes were locked on Minho's perfect body, his gaze drinking in the sight of that flawless physique. He couldn't help but let out a soft gasp as his body responded, his heartbeat quickening and his breath becoming shallow and quick...
he smiles innocently as he undoes Chan's pants, his hands slowly and sensually moving down the buttoned fly. He seems to know exactly what he's doing and how to take his time with the anticipation. He eases the zipper down, letting it slide slowly and softly, teasingly. He grins as he feels the heat against his hands, the warmth of Chan's body as it responds to his touch more and more...
He grinned wickedly as he freed Chan's hard member from his pants, letting out a soft giggle at the sight. It was even more impressive than he imagined, throbbing and eager for his touch.
He couldn't believe his eyes; Chan's member was huge. It throbbed in his hand, begging for attention. He licked the tip softly, tasting the saltiness of Chan's skin. As he did so, he whispered softly, "damn, it's so big.."
(I'm crying, I'm sorry)
Minho continued to stroke and tease Chan's member, his other hand finding its way to the base of Chan's shaft. He looked up at him with a mix of curiosity and desire in his eyes as he took the tip into his mouth, sucking gently at first before moving deeper.
Chan arched his back, moaning loudly as Minho's warm mouth engulfed him. His hands tangled in the other boy's hair, pulling gently as he guided Minho's head up and down his shaft.
Minho looked up at Chan, his eyes locked onto his as he took him deeper into his mouth. He felt the pressure building in his throat, but he didn't stop. Instead, he used it to his advantage, bobbing his head faster and harder on Chan's member. The sensation of Minho's hot, wet mouth around his member sent shivers down Chan's spine. He gripped the other boy's hair tighter, holding him in place as he pumped his hips forward. "Fuck," he groaned loudly as he felt his orgasm building up. "Minho," he panted, "I'm gonna cum." With that warning, he started thrusting into the other boy's mouth, fucking his mouth hard and fast.
As Chan's thrusts became more frantic, tears rolled down Minho's eyes. The force behind each one sent waves of pleasure through him, but also made it difficult to breathe. Just as he thought he couldn't take anymore, Chan came hard in his mouth. Minho gagged on the first powerful surge of hot cum that filled his mouth, choking out a muffled cry. He struggled for a moment before managing to pull away, coughing and sputtering as he tried to clear the taste from his mouth...
He wiped the cum from his chin with the back of his hand, then grinned mischievously at Chan. He straddled the other boy's lap again, rubbing his now sensitive member against Minho's tight hole. "You taste so good,"
Chan shut Minho up by kissing him roughly, testing himself on Minho's tongue. His hands roamed over the other boy's naked body, gripping his ass and slapping it hard. "and you feel even better,"
Minho moaned into the kiss as his hands moved to undo Chan's shirt, revealing the defined pecs and abs beneath. With a soft whimper, he wrapped his arms around Chan's neck, surrendering to the dominant hold he had on him...
Chan flushed with excitement as he threw his shirt away somewhere in the room. Grabbing Minho by the hips, he pushed him down onto the bed and crawled over him, kissing his neck and biting it gently. "fuck, you are perfect."
Minho arched his back, holding Chan's head in place as he moaned loudly. His chest rose and fell rapidly with each breath, his nipples hardening under the warm touch of Chan's tongue and lips. "Fuck... please,"
With a final nip to Minho's nipple, Chan pulled away, his breath hot against the other boy's skin. He quickly removed his pants completely before grabbing the lube from the nightstand.
Minho reached out and stopped Chan's hand from slicking his fingers with the lube. "Please," he said, his voice husky with desire. "I can take it. Just fuck me already."..Chan was taken aback by Minho's eagerness, but he couldn't resist the other boy's pleading. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice shaking..
Minho nodded eagerly, his eyes locking onto Chan's as the older boy kissed him deeply. Feeling a surge of confidence, Chan grabbed the lube and began coating his cock with it, stroking himself a few times to get the feeling back.
Chan spread Minho's legs wider, taking a deep breath before pushing inside. He started slowly, feeling the tight heat around his cock as he pushed deeper into Minho's body. The younger boy moaned into their kiss, his eyes rolling back in pleasure mixed with pain.
Chan's heart pounded in his ears as he felt himself slowly sink into Minho's warmth. He paused for a moment, waiting for the younger boy to adjust. Minho wrapped his legs around Chan's waist and pulled him closer, encouraging him to continue....
With a groan, Chan started to move slowly, the tightness causing him to bite down on Minho's neck and mark it with his teeth. "So fucking tight," he murmured against the younger boy's skin...Minho moaned in response, arching his back slightly as he felt the tight fit of Chan's cock against his prostate. "f-faster," he whispered between breaths. Chan picked up on the pace slightly, feeling the younger boy's body moving in time with his own.
Minho's impatience was clear in his annoyed sigh. "Just go harder!" he demanded with an irritated tone. Chan took this as a challenge and pulled away from Minho's neck, smirking at the younger boy before whispering, "Your wish is my command."..
With a grin, Chan grabbed Minho's waist and thrust into him roughly, hitting his prostate with each powerful stroke. "You like that?" he growled, feeling the younger boy's body respond to the increased pace and intensity.
Minho's back arched as he moaned, "Yes... yes," his fingers digging into the bedsheet. The rough treatment was exactly what he needed, and Chan didn't disappoint. He continued to pound into the younger boy, his cock hitting every sensitive spot with precision...
Chan's smirked as he pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in again, hitting Minho's prostate with a force that made the younger boy scream out in pleasure mixed with pain.."ohh..god..chann..~"
With that, Chan began to stroke Minho's cock as he started fucking him again. His one hand held Minho's waist firmly while the other stroked the younger boy's erection, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body...Minho's body shook as he came with a cry, his seed splattering against Chan's hand. The older boy kept stroking him, never stopping his deep thrusts. Minho felt completely out of control, his legs shaking as he was held up by Chan's strength.
Chan removed his hand from Minho's cock and wiped it clean on the younger boy's stomach, leaving a trail of cum. he pushed them inside the younger boy's mouth as he continued to fuck him senseless...Minho grabbed Chan's hand, his nails digging into the older boy's skin... But Chan was relentless, pushing his fingers deeper inside Minho's mouth until the younger boy's eyes rolled back and tears streamed down his face...
Chan pulled his fingers out of Minho's mouth, the younger boy choking slightly as he gasped for air. "p-please," he begged, his body still shaking from the intense pleasure and pain. "Slow...down."
Chan ignored his pleas, instead grabbing Minho's legs and placing them on his shoulders. With this newfound leverage, he fucked the younger boy harder than ever before. The headboard thumped against the wall in rhythm with their grunts and moans.
Minho's body shook with overstimulation his sobs muffled by the slapping sounds and wet sounds and his fingers digging into the bedsheet tightly. The older boy's harsh groans echoed in his ears, signaling that Chan was close.
With a final thrust, Chan plunged deeper into the smaller one, his hips moving wildly. His harsh grunts echoed in the room as he came inside Minho, triggering another wave of pleasure that caused the younger boy to cum again with him..."shit.."
After a few minutes, Chan finally calmed down and fell onto Minho, their bodies sticky with sweat and each other's fluids. Both boys panted heavily as they tried to catch their breath. The younger one whimpered softly under the weight of his older man. "Chan... you're heavy," Minho whined softly, his body trembling from the aftermath of their passionate encounter. With a chuckle, Chan pulled out of him and laid beside him..
"That was... the best sex I've ever had," Chan whispered, his heart racing from the intense pleasure they shared. Minho couldn't help but smile at the compliment as he looked up at his older man..."Really?" Minho asked with a grin. "I thought you'd say that about every guy." He leaned in closer, their bodies still warm from each other. "How many times have you paid for one-night stands?"
"Hey, hey," Chan chided gently, his eyes widening slightly in surprise at the question. "It's not like that. This is my first time ever paying for... well, you know... it was always just my ex-boyfriend."..
Minho nodded, looking at the ceiling as if lost in thought. Chan felt a pang of sympathy for him and pulled him closer, offering a reassuring squeeze. "let's cuddle," he murmured softly...
Minho was initially shocked by the offer, but he didn't protest. In fact, he found himself leaning into Chan's embrace, feeling safe and comforted in his arms. He closed his eyes, letting out a contented sigh as they cuddled together...
[I'm not dead yet:)]