You(r) Tuber Vol 2.

24 Chop-Khun Has a Boyfriend Now

 

"What brings you outside?"

 

Chop-khun, standing on the porch, was startled slightly by the calm voice that sounded behind him, catching him off guard. He turned to see Intouch stepping out of the villa, dressed in long pants and a loosely worn bathrobe, the belt untied and revealing his well-toned abs.

 

"I came out to look at the stars," Chop-khun replied, a small smile playing on his lips as he caught sight of the tattoo on Intouch's side, the one that had to do with him. "There are so many stars tonight. It feels just like the night we first met."

 

Intouch smiled softly. "Did you find the Pleiades this time?"

 

"Of course. Someone taught me well." 

 

Chop-khun quirked an eyebrow. "I'll show you."

 

Intouch watched as Chop-khun lifted his face to the sky, searching for the stars with intent focus.

 

Remembering the words, 'Sorry, I already have a boyfriend, 'that he'd heard earlier that evening, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

 

"There," Chop-khun pointed out the cluster of stars before turning to the man beside him. 

 

When he met those sharp eyes fixed on him, he repeated, "Why are you looking at me, Mr In? The stars are over there."

 

"..."

 

The one being stared at began to blush, as the other said nothing, simply gazing at him as before.

 

"In, don't tease me."

 

"I haven't done anything yet," Intouch replied with a smile. Chop-khun scrunched his nose, knowing Intouch was enjoying his flustered state. "Alright, if you're going to play like this, let's have a staring contest. Whoever blinks first loses."

 

"And what does the winner get?"

 

"The winner gets to give the loser one punishment."

 

"How about whoever gets embarrassed first loses?" Intouch suggested. Chop-khun paused to consider, then nodded. "Alright, let's start..."

 

"Wait, I can't see your face clearly," Intouch said, and with that, he slipped his left arm around Chop-khun's slender waist, drawing him close until their bodies were pressed together, chest to chest.

 

Chop-khun narrowed his eyes knowingly, quickly searching for a way to turn the tables. But the fresh scent of someone just out of the shower and those unwavering eyes made it hard for him to focus.

 

"Before breakfast this morning, there was something we didn't finish. Do you remember?" Intouch asked.

 

Save your energy. Tonight, you'll be staying on top of me for a long time.

 

As soon as he recalled what Intouch had said after being teased, Chop-khun's expression grew flustered. His brown eyes darted left and right, unable to meet Intouch's gaze directly.

 

"I don't remember anything."

 

"It's alright if you don't," Intouch said, gently cupping Chop-khun's flushed face and tilting it up to meet his eyes. His thumb softly stroked Chop-khun's cheek. "So, what should we do tonight?"

 

"W-What do you want to do?"

 

Intouch's lips curled into a mischievous smile as his thumb slowly traced over Chop-khun's soft lips, lingering and circling his lower lip.

 

"There are so many things I want to do." Chop-khun's face turned crimson, his heart pounding out of rhythm. The more Intouch gazed at him with that meaningful look, the faster his heart raced. It wasn't fair. Even after being close to Intouch so many times, he still got nervous and shy so easily. Unlike Intouch, who always seemed so composed!

 

"Fine, I give up," the flustered one said, about to turn and head back inside, but his wrist was caught before he could move.

 

"Hold on. You lost, so you have to be punished first."

 

"What do you want me to do then?" Intouch didn't answer, but instead tapped his own lips with his index finger.

 

"Is there something on your lips?" Chop-khun pretended to ask, struggling to hold back a smile. "Let me wipe it for you."

 

Intouch shook his head, lips pursed in a slight pout. Seeing this rare, endearing gesture, Chop-khun couldn't help but smile until his eyes crinkled. Why is In so adorable? My heart is working overtime.

 

Even with his heart racing, Chop-khun wrapped his arms around Intouch's neck, leaning in until their faces were close, and pressed his lips to Intouch's. Both their hearts pounded as if it were their first kiss.

 

The photographer let the kiss unfold slowly, following Intouch's lead for a while before responding with more confidence. In the end, the one who started it could only close his eyes and part his lips, surrendering to the touch that always made him melt.

 

"Is this a punishment or a reward?" Chop-khun asked in a husky voice after catching his breath for a moment. Intouch smiled fondly before lifting Chop-khun up to sit on the nearby table. Their eyes met, each reflecting

the other in their gaze.

 

"Be my boyfriend," Intouch said. Chop-khun raised his eyebrows in surprise at first, then nodded several times, his heart swelling. Even though he'd already said it himself, hearing Intouch say it out loud made him feel even happier and more certain about their relationship.

 

Intouch grinned with joy before leaning in to give him another deep kiss, slipping his tongue into Chop-khun's warm mouth, tangling with the soft tongue that began to respond in kind. The more their fervour grew, the more their lips pressed together, just as their bodies drew closer. Intouch slipped his hand under the thin T-shirt, circling Chop-khun's soft nipple with his fingertip.

 

"Mmm," Chop-khun moaned softly, pleasure rippling through his body. His legs tried to press together, but Intouch's tall frame was in the way. Seeing Chop-khun's reaction, Intouch slowly drew his lips away, but his fingers continued to fiddle with the now-hardened nipple.

 

"How do you want me to play with you here?" the older man teased, knowing Chop-khun was even more irresistible and fun to tease when he was embarrassed.

 

"..." Chop-khun didn't dare answer, but his body responded eagerly to the touch. He felt so much that he could barely stay upright, so he leaned back, bracing his hands on the table, letting Intouch do as he pleased.

 

The more his sensitive spots were teased, the more his smooth, pale chest arched into those fingers, beyond his control. Now, his hard nipples were pushing against the white T-shirt, clearly visible. The sight made Intouch's desire ache even more.

 

"Like this, right?" Intouch smiled at the corner of his mouth, his sharp eyes meeting Chop-khun's half-lidded brown ones before glancing at his swollen lips, pressed tightly together to stifle his moans. His large hand gripped the hem of Chop-khun's T-shirt, intending to take it off, but then remembered there were many mosquitoes outside. He changed his mind, instead lifting Chop-khun up by the waist. "Let's go inside."

 

Chop-khun buried his face in Intouch's broad shoulder as soon as he was picked up. It was his turn to get back at Intouch. As Intouch walked, Chop-khun nipped his clean, white ear and whispered in a husky voice, "I'm curious."

 

"Curious about what?"

 

"Well.." His full lips nibbled along Intouch's sharp jawline, down to his well-shaped chin. 

 

"Where should I play with you?"

 

The question made Intouch freeze, his gaze locking deep into Chop-khun's mischievous brown eyes. "You'll find out soon enough."

 

Chop-khun smiled with his eyes. "I'm dying to know."

 

Seeing Chop-khun getting bolder, Intouch quickened his pace. Chop-khun took the opportunity to tug the bathrobe off Intouch's shoulders, then lowered his head to kiss and nibble the fragrant skin from his shoulder down to his pale neck, kissing over and over again.

 

Though it was only a few steps, Intouch felt it wasn't fast enough. The sensation of Chop-khun's damp tongue tracing his neck made him walk even quicker. As soon as they reached the bedroom, Chop-khun was set down beside the bed. His T-shirt was easily removed, and his round eyes widened slightly when he was turned to face the large wall mirror, with Intouch standing behind him, arms wrapped around him. He stood frozen, meeting Intouch's jet-black eyes in the mirror.

 

"Your skin is so soft." Intouch's big hands caressed Chop-khun's lower belly, then slowly moved up to circle both tender nipples. "But here..."

 

Chop-khun pressed his lips together in bashfulness. All the lights in the bedroom were on, making his hard, erect nipples clearly visible, as well as the bulge in his soft grey pants, with wet spots showing through.

 

Without hesitation, Intouch slipped his right hand into the waistband, slowly rubbing the wet tip with his palm, while his left hand continued to tease Chop-khun's hard nipple. Chop-khun's body jerked, his stomach tensing as both his upper and lower sensitive spots were touched at the same time. He bit his lower lip hard, afraid of letting out embarrassing sounds, but it was so hard to hold back his moans.

 

Intouch's damp hand wrapped around Chop-khun's length, stroking slowly as he watched Chop-khun's reactions. Even though Chop-khun's body responded sincerely, he was still shy about showing his feelings.

 

"I love your voice," Intouch uttered gently, his deep voice soft as his nose nuzzled Chop-khun's pale neck. The younger man panted heavily, keening softly in his throat. 

 

The touch and the sight in the mirror sent his arousal soaring. The face nestled in his neck, the veined arms, the fingers on his nipples, the hand moving in his pants, he stared at the scene, lost in it… He only snapped out of it when he met Intouch's eyes in the mirror, not knowing when Intouch had looked up.

 

"Just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do anything for you."

 

"Mmm, do it faster."

 

"Good boy, very good boy," Intouch murmured, kissing Chop-khun's sweaty temple before doing as he was asked, his wrist moving faster inside Chop-khun's pants, fingers rousing his hard nipples in quick succession. Chop-khun couldn't bring himself to look in the mirror. He tipped his head back, mouth falling open in a breathless moan, both hands clutching the bathrobe of the man behind him until it was hopelessly wrinkled. His toes curled tight in the slippers he wore, legs growing weak beneath him until he had no choice but to lean back against that strong chest.

 

"In, I can't stand anymore," Chop-khun pleaded, his soft voice trembling. But Intouch only quickened his pace, eyes fixed on the man writhing in his arms. 

 

"In, please, stop-ah, I really can't stand anymore."

 

Intouch's heart gave a jolt at hearing Chop-khun refer to himself as "Khun' [ for the first time]. Any thought of teasing vanished in an instant. He stopped at once, then gently took Chop-khun's hand and led him to sit at the edge of the bed.

 

Intouch knelt on the floor, taking the slippers off those pale feet, then tugged off the cumbersome pyjama pants before looking up at the man on the bed.

 

"I like it when you call yourself by your nickname," Intouch said softly. Chop-khun's heart fluttered at the gentle voice and touch, but when he caught sight of his own exposed, needy state, he quickly covered himself with his hands. Suddenly, his slender legs were seized and lifted onto those broad shoulders before he could react, making him lose his balance and forcing him to brace himself on the bed.

 

Chop-khun lowered his gaze to the handsome face between his thighs, staring up at him, just before Intouch pressed a kiss to the inside of his thigh, trailing upward, then flicked his tongue lightly over the wet tip, slowly circling it. Only then did Chop-khun realise how brightly lit the room was, but his desire was already too strong to stop what was happening.

 

Intouch licked up and down the length, and when he saw the milky fluid beginning to bead, his lips parted to take the entire hardness into his mouth, moving his head up and down until Chop-khun could barely keep still on the bed.

 

"Ah!" Chop-khun's body jerked, collapsing onto the wide bed, his hand threading into the soft black hair, gripping tight as pleasure washed over him. The more intense the feeling, the more his hips bucked up and down. At times, he tried to pull away, but Intouch's strong hands held his legs firmly in place over those broad shoulders.

 

"In, I'm close-ah!" Chop-khun trembled, head thrown back, mouth open, unconsciously grinding his hips into Intouch's mouth until he released his milky essence into the waiting mouth. Intouch swallowed every drop, then stood to his full height, gently lifting Chop-khun to rest comfortably on the pillow.

 

"I'll be right back," Intouch said in his deep voice, stroking the head of the still-blushing, breathless man.

 

"Where are you going?" Chop-khun, still vulnerable, couldn't help but send a pleading look his way, making Intouch almost lose his patience entirely. But Intouch forced himself to stay calm, though it was no easy feat.

 

"I'm just grabbing something real quick."

 

Chop-khun nodded, watching the broad back disappear into the bathroom. It wasn't long before Intouch returned, still in his robe, standing at the foot of the bed with a box of condoms and a bottle of lube in hand. Now fully aware, Chop-khun lay silent, a stark contrast to when he'd been carried over.

 

Intouch smiled to himself at the sight, then slipped off his robe and pants, revealing a well-cared-for body and an aroused length, veined and standing tall, the tip glistening with clear fluid. Chop-khun drew his legs up, trying to cover his length that was already twitching again, just from seeing Intouch's body, which left no doubt about his desire.

 

"Do you want to turn off the lights?" Intouch asked, though his own wish was the opposite. Chop-khun hesitated, half-embarrassed, but also wishing to see everything that would happen between them for the first time.

 

"Do you want to?"

 

"No, but I'll do whatever you want."

 

"Then let's leave them on," Chop-khun replied shyly. Intouch's heart pounded. He immediately climbed onto the bed, lying on his side, pressing close until Chop-khun could feel the stiff shaft rubbing against his thigh.

 

"Are you cold?"

 

"No." Chop-khun shook his head. Although the air conditioner was cool, he felt hot; he couldn't tell if it was from Intouch's gaze or the touch of his fingers caressing his stomach.

 

"Are you cold, In?"

 

"Yeah, it'd be nice if someone hugged me."

 

"You only want a hug? I thought you wanted more than that."

 

Intouch smiled, tracing his index finger along the plump lips that always liked to act tough. He did like Chop-khun's bashfulness, but when the other talked back like this, he liked it, too-it was just so endearing and made him want to tease even more.

 

"Do you want to know where I like to be touched?" Intouch whispered beside the flushed ear, slowly pushing his finger into the warm mouth, teasing the soft tongue. "Once you know, what will you do with 'it'?"

 

Chop-khun tried to hide his embarrassment, choosing to gently bite the long finger in his mouth, then lick from the base to the tip.

 

"Make me play with it, then."

 

Their eyes met for less than three seconds before their faces drew together. Intouch shifted to straddle the slender body, kissing him fiercely, with no trace of sweetness, neither willing to yield. It was a deep, consuming kiss, more scalding than ever, their wet tongues intertwining with noisy abandon.

 

Intouch pressed his hips so their arousals rubbed together, grinding and thrusting. Chop-khun slid his hand down to stroke himself, but Intouch brushed his hand away. Intouch sat up, kneeling beside the pale face, guiding his hardness to those plump lips. But Chop-khun refused to open up easily, even looking up at him challengingly. 

 

Seeing this, Intouch smiled, satisfaction glinting in his eyes. His veined hand squeezed the soft cheek, coaxing the mouth open, rubbing the tip over the still-wet lips.

 

"Make me cum."

 

The commanding English tone from the usually calm Intouch made Chop-khun's heart race. He stuck out his tongue to lick the wet tip, then lay on his side, trying to take the whole length into his mouth at once, nearly choking but unable to manage it all. His slim hand stroked the rest, his gaze lifted to the handsome face, tears brimming in his eyes.

 

Intouch looked down at the pale face, never looking away, feeling how hard Chop-khun was trying to please him.

 

"You're doing great. Take it slow," Intouch soothed, stroking his head, then leaned back against the headboard to make it easier for Chop-khun.

 

Encouraged by the praise, Chop-khun crawled to sit between his legs, pressing a soft kiss to the tattoo on his side before lowering his face, kissing the tip, his wet tongue tracing the length, feeling every vein. He looked up at Intouch, licking every spot that had elicited ecstasy, not forgetting to swirl his tongue around the head until he heard Intouch's breath hitch.

 

"Take it in your mouth now."

 

Chop-khun opened wide, trying not to rush, gradually swallowing the thick length. Though he couldn't take it all, this time he managed deeper than before. Intouch watched every move in silence, struggling to resist the urge to guide the smaller head to his rhythm. Chop-khun was getting the hang of it, improving each time. He bobbed his head up and down, alternating with licking the head, drawing low moans. But before he could finish, Intouch gently pushed his head away. Chop-khun looked up in confusion, only to receive an answer that made his face burn.

 

"I want to finish inside you more." Chop-khun was at a loss, lips pressed tight, only able to watch as Intouch moved to kneel at his feet, expertly putting on a condom. The sparkling eyes made him look away, lying back on the pillow, drawing his legs up. But they were still spread apart anyway.

 

"Lift your hips for me," Intouch said, grabbing a T-shirt from the bed to place under the pale hips. Lube was squeezed onto Chop-khun's centre until it was slick, dripping down to the entrance behind. He didn't know if it was a mistake to leave all the lights on like this. Chop-khun didn't dare look at what was happening as he'd intended, eyes fixed on the ceiling as he felt the fingertip circling his entrance, teasing lightly until goosebumps rose.

 

"Look at me." When Chop-khun finally met his gaze, the older man spoke again, "I promise I won't hurt you."

 

Chop-khun nodded. He hadn't done this in a long time and couldn't help but tense up, but Intouch's patience helped him relax. Intouch leaned down, giving him a titillating kiss, then trailed his tongue down to suck and lick the hardened nipple until it was wet. Chop-khun's mind drifted in pleasure, arching his chest into the mouth, while his legs spread wider, allowing the long finger to slowly slide into the tight entrance, eventually taking it all in.

 

Intouch took the chance to search for the spot that would make his lover feel good.

 

"Ah, right there," Chop-khun grimaced, unconsciously clenching around the finger inside.

 

"There what?"

 

Chop-khun didn't answer, only moaned hoarsely. Intouch sat up straight, deliberately pressing and rubbing that spot, moving his m wrist faster until wet sounds filled the air. Chop-khun trembled, biting his lip, toes curling into the bed

 

"Do you like it when I do this?"

 

"Mmm." Chop-khun nodded shyly, but when he caught the sparkle in the other's eyes, his cheeks flushed even deeper.

 

"I'll remember that," Intouch said and added another finger, teasing with quick strokes before slowing down, doing this repeatedly. 

 

Each time Chop-khun was on the verge of climax, Intouch would stop. Chop-khun's body writhed, breath coming in heavy pants, his hips lifting from the bed every time Intouch curled his fingers to press that bundle of nerves inside.

 

"Ahh, In, mmm, I can't take it anymore," Chop-khun stammered, voice trembling, reaching down to touch himself, only to have a large hand gently restrain him. Tears welled in his eyes from the relentless teasing, making him look both endearing and all the more tempting to tease.

 

"In, come in, please, please."

 

Intouch's patience snapped. He withdrew his fingers and turned Chop-khun onto his stomach, squeezing lube onto himself and carefully preparing Chop-khun's entrance, making sure he wouldn't hurt him. Intouch knelt, lifting those hips from the bed. One hand gently spread the soft flesh, the other guided himself in, inch by inch, with steady patience. 

 

His sharp gaze watched as he slid in more than halfway, his heart pounding in his chest. He leaned forward, pressing his body to that fair back, softly prying open the small hand clutching the bedsheet, and lacing their fingers together tightly.

 

"Does it hurt?" Intouch whispered in Chop-khun's ear. He was fully sheathed now, but held still, waiting.

 

Chop-khun shook his head. "It feels good. So good." There was no pain at all, as Intouch was gentle and took his time, even though his desire was clear.

 

"I feel good, too." Intouch pressed a kiss to his soft cheek and began to move his hips in a slow, steady rhythm. "If it hurts, you have to tell me, okay?"

 

"Mmm." Chop-khun nodded.

 

Intouch straightened up on his knees, both hands kneading and squeezing the soft flesh, watching himself slowly slide in and out. The tightness made him grit his teeth, sweat beading on his skin. Once Chop-khun began to adjust, Intouch picked up the pace, moving his hips faster.

 

"Open your legs a bit more for me, Khun."

 

Chop-khun, face pressed to the bed, spread his legs wider. The lingering arousal made him even more sensitive. He could feel Intouch moving inside, rubbing against every inch, no space between them. His hardened nipples brushed against the bedsheet, heightening the sensation.

 

Intouch yearned to see his expression, so he turned Chop-khun onto his back, lifting his pale hips onto his lap, their bodies still joined. Chop-khun let out a soft moan of surprise, and when he saw where they were connected for the first time, his entrance clenched even tighter, making Intouch furrow his brow and let out a low groan.

 

"You're squeezing me so good."

 

Chop-khun met his scalding gaze, trying to relax. His slender hand traced the tattoo along Intouch's side, down to his tense, muscular stomach.

 

"Your.. It's so deep inside," Chop-khun murmured, then let his hand play with his own hardened nipple, gently flicking it. His swollen lips parted, letting out soft, breathy moans. The sight drove Intouch wild. He gripped that slim waist and began to thrust faster, harder, making Chop-khun tremble with every movement.

 

"Ahh, a-amazing," Chop-khun gasped, voice trembling with pleasure. Intouch leaned down to kiss him, even as his hips slowed, but he kept thrusting right at the spot he knew would make Chop-khun lose control. Intouch gazed into those tear-bright eyes, slowly tracing his tongue in a lingering caress. Chop-khun's breath caught, toes curling, a jolt of electricity running from head to toe. His slender hands gripped Intouch's strong shoulders, leaving faint marks.

 

"Can I go harder?" Intouch asked, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. Chop-khun nodded, face twisted in pleasure. Seeing that, Intouch straightened up, spreading those slender legs wide and pushing them forward. Chop-khun's round hips lifted high, showing clearly how his entrance was swallowing Intouch's length.

 

Large hands gripped Chop-khun's small ankles, and Intouch began to move faster, the sound of skin meeting skin echoing through the room.

 

"Mmm, In.. In.. Chop-khun keened, calling Intouch's name again and again, overwhelmed by sensation. His hands pressed against Intouch's hard stomach as that sensitive spot inside was pounded without pause, the elation almost too much to bear. But Intouch didn't stop. He reached down to stroke Chop-khun, making him gasp, his body jerking, legs trembling even more.

 

"Do you know, when you make that face, I just want to... you even harder."

 

Chop-khun's heart pounded as he read the words on Intouch's lips. Intouch grinned, feeling himself squeezed so tightly he nearly lost control. He let out a sharp breath, abs tensing, his body starting to shudder. Both surrendered to their desires on the edge of climax. Intouch's sharp gaze never left the sight of himself moving in and out, and Chop-khun watched too, unable to look away.

 

"I'm almost there," Chop-khun squeezed his eyes shut, body tensing, moaning loudly, hips frozen as he released all over his own stomach. As Chop-khun felt light and weightless, Intouch was close, too. He pulled Chop-khun's thighs close, moving rapidly.

 

"Just a little more, I'm about to come," he groaned, voice low and urgent. Intouch's body tensed. He pulled out almost all the way, then thrust in three or four more times, releasing thick white fluid into the protection. He then removed the condom, and with his still. spasming tip, he rubbed against Chop-khun's entrance, making a mess, his gaze never leaving that flushed face. Chop-khun swallowed hard at the sound of heavy, drawn-out breaths and the openly ravening look in Intouch's eyes.

 

"I'm still not satisfied, Khun."