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"You're mine, remember that," Yibo said sternly to Zhan.

And the older replied, "Yes, I'm only yours.", as he pull the younger out of the hall.

Once they were outside, Yibo came to a halt, causing Zhan's track to come to a stop as well. He looked at the younger questioning, but Yibo just dragged him to its hotel room.

When they finally entered the room, the younger pushed the elder to his bed and straddled on its lap. Yibo captures Zhan's lips with his without hesitation or even a second thought. He was so violent that he could taste the blood through their mouths, but he didn't stop, instead tilting his head to intensify the kiss. Soon after, the older responded at the same pace and intensity that caused Yibo's body to burn.

Zhan's hand slowly glides to his back to hold him securely as the younger extends out his hand to wrap around the older's neck. The warmth of Zhan's palm on his back is radiating something that makes his stomach churn for reasons he can't describe, while his heart begins to accelerate.

Yibo is unsure as to why he is upset with Zhan and what the elder did in not informing him about the bidding, as well as his participation as a bid guest. All he knows is that he doesn't like it since he believes that someone else will have the older and not him. He doesn't care whether his choice to bid on Zhan spreads across the business world; as long as he can have Zhan and prevent others from touching him, he will undoubtedly suffer the repercussions.

Zhan breaks the kiss after a few minutes, his lips moist and inflamed from their violent kiss and blood seeping out of his lips. Yibo glances at Zhan and the blood on its lips, leaning closer to the elder and licking it gently, drawing a faint groan to the latter's lips. Zhan's groan was like music to his ears, and he wanted to hear more. He continued to lick the side of the older's lips, as he could feel Zhan's tightening grasp on his waist.

"Yibo," Zhan breathes in his ear, sending thrills up his spine. His cheeks were flushed all the way to the tips of his ears. Yibo is evidently turned on so as Zhan, as their erection are pressing against each other, making the younger sensitive and weak.

Yibo lift his head to meet the unwavering gaze of the older on him. The dark orbs that stare at him with passion, as if he's about to swallow him alive. When Zhan's hand pressed to his butt and gave it a small squeeze, its other hand stroked over his collar bone, and the older's head dipped into the crook of his neck, he bit his lower lip to hide his gasp. Giving him feather kisses all over his neck, licking his collar and biting on it, making sure to live a make and lick them after.

"Ahh... Zhan," Yibo moaned as he clutched Zhan's hair.

Zhan held the younger's buttocks hard and lifted him onto the bed, hovering over him. As soon as he laid Yibo down, the younger wrapped his arm around his neck again and drew him closer for another heated kiss. Yibo parted his lips and invited the older man's tongue to taste him. They were kissing one other on the lips as if their lives depended on it. It's intoxicating, causing Yibo's thoughts to become blank, contributing to his inebriation.

The younger trails his palm across Zhan's chest, sensing the suit getting in the way. Yibo pulls away and glares at the older's suit, then tugs hard, scattering the buttons of its suit around.

Zhan look at Yibo with amusement, but he lets the youngster strip him naked. It's making him more aroused since the latter wanted him desperately, so as Yibo is removing his inner shirt, he lets his hand slip to its belt, undid the buckle, and gently slide down the younger's suit trouser till it's out of the way, then do the same to its boxer and brief. Yibo let out a shocked whimper as the cold sips hit his bare skin.

Yibo initiates another kiss after removing the latter's top garments, but the kiss is cut short when Zhan's cup his member and gives it a slow pump. His breath caught in his throat, as his tensed up, hand raising up to the older's shoulder and digging his nails into its flesh. As he dug further into the latter's shoulder, Yibo could feel something rising up inside him in another harsh pump.

"Ahh... f-fuck... I'm c-cumming," Yibo moans loudly, then sucks in some air to the depths in his throat, feeling his orgasm.

Yibo was gasping for air and hadn't recovered from his climax when he felt the older's hands glide to his inner thighs and open his legs wide.

He looked at Zhan, puzzled, wondering what the older man is doing, but his blood rushed to his cheeks and his drunkenness all faded away as the latter began to push its fingers coated with his cum to his entrance.

He immediately pushed the latter's hand away and stared at him in horror, "Wha— What are you d-doing?" Yibo stammered as he sat up straight.

"I'm preparing you," Zhan responded quickly, astonished by the younger's actions.

"There is no way in my wildest dreams that I would be the bottom, Zhan," he said, stunned.

"Then who?" asks the older, shrugging his shoulders slightly.

"Y-you!... I'm the one who fucks, not the other way around," Yibo said

Zhan chuckled and moved closer to the younger, pressing their bodies together, then whispered, "Sadly, I'm not a bottom, too." He paused and licked Yibo's earlobe, prompting a groan from the latter, "And there's no way you're going to top me, either." He then seized the younger's lips.

Yibo felt so powerless to Zhan, to its kisses and to its touch, yet he's afraid. He hasn't done this with a guy, but there's a tingling sensation that he can only experience when the older has kissed or touched him, and he desperately wants the latter. He's not sure whether he could be a bottom because he's the one penetrating, not the one being penetrated. Despite this, he shrugged it off and clung his arms securely around Zhan's neck, allowing them to fall back into bed together. He also wants this so he can't back out and can ride along with his sexual desire to the latter.

Yibo broke the kiss and looked at Zhan, taking a deep nervous breath before saying, "Just... Just be gentle."

"Sure, I will," Zhan said, kissing him on the forehead.

Zhan lifted Yibo's thighs again and parted its legs, then rubbed his fingers against its entrance. While his other hand reaches for the bottle of lube on the bedside table, coating his fingers and also Yibo's entrance, he doesn't want to hurt the younger since it is his first time.

Yibo can't help but let out a breathy moan and lose his composure when Zhan pokes its finger into his. He's not sure if it's the liquor's effect or the intensity of his orgasm that has left him weak and sensitively aroused by the incursion in his entrance, caressing him and the coolness of its slippery fingers within him. The younger shivered beneath the older's arm, but he took a long breath to calm his stiff muscles.

Zhan stroked his fingers back and forth with complete ease in response to the younger's smooth entrance, scissoring and stretching him even more. When Zhan curled its fingers further, pushing a sensitive spot within Yibo, he let out a demanding groan.

"Ahh... Harder," Yibo remarked matter-of-factly, as Zhan repeatedly hit his prostrate.

And after a minute, the younger could feel his approaching orgasm without having to touch his front and cum on his stomach.

Zhan's breath hitches, as he watches the younger cumming. He couldn't wait any longer and remove his trouser along with his boxers and brief, showing his hard member. Then generously coats it a plenty amount of lube.

The sight made Yibo's throat dried up as he gulped hard. He's not sure whether it'll fit on him, and he can't fathom that hard, massive thing penetrating him later.

Nonetheless, simply by staring at the latter's defined form and erect member, standing straight to enter him later, he felt hot and hard again.

Zhan stretched Yibo's legs wider and slid in between them. He leans in closer to give the younger another kiss and rubs his length to its entrance, making the Yibo tense up and tremble with anticipation.

"Relax, Yibo," Zhan murmured after breaking the kiss, feeling Yibo's muscles relax.

He positioned himself, pressing the tip of his length against the hole. When the older gets in deeper, Yibo's breathing becomes erratic and he clenches around the Zhan's length. When he feels the enormous foreign thing penetrating him, and lets out a soft moan.

"I want to make a mess out of you, Yibo.", Zhan groans as he begins to move carefully within the younger.

Yibo hasn't adjusted yet, but he grabs for the older man's chest, saying, "Then, make ahh... Make a mess out of me,",he challenge Zhan, as desire builds up within him.

Hearing the younger's challenge, Zhan's trust came in halt. He pulls back till his tip is just inside, then pushes all the way back until he reaches Yibo's prostrate.

"Ahhh, fuck," a long throaty gasp escapes Yibo's lips. As Zhan slams within him with all of its might, he rolls his eyes back to his sockets. Rolling his eyes back to his sockets, as Zhan repeatedly slams inside him with its full strength.

A stray tear escapes and stings his eyes. But he's embracing the roughness the older man is doing, to the extent of its cock inside made him out of breath, unable to utter a word, and all he could do was moan and groan under the unexpected pleasure he could feel in his hole.

Zhan's hands travel to his butt cheeks and spread him wider, slamming its cock into his hole hard and fast, stretching him further more. Yibo could only grip to its arm for support against the older's senseless thrusting and pounding.

As Zhan looked at Yibo, he was annoyed that the younger still had his shirt on, so he ripped it off and tossed it beside the bed, getting a loud gasp from the latter. Zhan tightens his grasp on Yibo's hips and rams all the way inside the younger, forcing a surprised moan from Yibo's lips. He maintains his grip on him and pounds on him with harder and faster thrusts, causing Yibo to tremble beneath Zhan's mercy.

The room had filled with their groans and moans, the sound of the creaking bed and flesh slapping that they didn't seem to care of their surrounding if they were heard, as long as they satisfied their desire was all that mattered to them now.

Another powerful thrust slams into Yibo, bringing him to shoot his load for the third time to their stomach.

Zhan, on the other hand, shows no signs of stopping and shifts Yibo's position, flipping the younger over to its stomach, its back now facing him. The change of their position startled the younger and grasp on the pillow, as Zhan lifted his hips and penetrated him again.Now Yibo can feel the older more firmly now, massive and pulsing inside with such desperate need.

The deep penetration fills Yibo's insides to its brim more deeper than the last intrusion, torturing his sensitive spot, hitching its breath and moan loudly. He's losing the grip on his sanity, the intermingling surge of pleasure overwhelms all of his senses, and he can't think straight anymore.

Zhan snuggled close to Yibo, the younger feeling the firm chest on his back and peppering his neck with kisses, without faltering its thrust, ramming him.

Drunken with lust and pleasure, all Yibo could do was moan to his newly discovered pleasure, which he didn't believe he'd be able to experience.

Not long enough, Yibo could feel his approaching orgasm as well as the quickening tempo of the thrust in his back. Then, he released his load on the sheet, soon after Zhan follows, burying its length and coming deep inside Yibo. Both trembles in response to the immense pleasure.

Yibo heaved his breath, as he let his body fall entirely into the bed. Then Zhan leans in closer, tilts his head, and they share a slow, passionate kiss, not aggressive or needy, but only with affection.

Zhan pulls away and heads into the bathroom after a while of steadying their both breathing. Then, returning with a small towel and warm water, the older began to clean Yibo's body, while the younger simply observed him without saying word.

Upon finishing cleaning the younger and changing into more comfortable clothing, Zhan returns to the bathroom to clean himself, then returns to Yibo, who's already fallen asleep, and joins him in bed.

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It's been awhile since I've write a mature content and I feel that it isn't right, so please bare with it 😅

Well then, keep safe and healthy everyone ❤️