I'm your daddy

      Seungmin decides to start the morning of this quite ordinary day lazily. Yes, his plans do not include celebrating his birthday, but nevertheless, a lazy day does not cancel, so he immediately heads to the shower. He must start the day clean and spend at least an hour there.       For the past six years, Seungmin has not celebrated his birthday. It always reminded him of bad times. Even though Jiseok offered to drink a couple of glasses after his shift, Seungmin refused.       Kwak is of course good company and he trusts him, but inside there was still some persistent fear that did not allow him to give up this habit of being alone on his birthday.       His other friends before, unfortunately, turned out to be not the best types who came to him just to get drunk or for not the best hints. This all spoiled the poor guy’s holiday.       Once it even got to the point of general harassment. And since then, Seungmin does not want to remember his former comrades and his birthday. Although recently he has a boyfriend — Hyeongjun, but the forgotten past sometimes overtakes him on this day.       The morning shower is short, but it washes away all these thoughts and memories, allowing the body to relax until the moment there is a knock on the door. Therefore, Seungmin immediately throws a terry robe on himself and tightly ties his belt, swearing in his thoughts at the daredevil who showed up to him at ten o’clock on Sunday morning.       If it was Jiseok who came, then he will definitely slap him on the head. Because he knows that on such a day he is not going to even listen to congratulations.       And what a surprise Oh, when Hyeongjun stands on the threshold in full dress: black shirt, black trousers, brilliantly polished shoes and hair pulled back into a slightly careless ponytail. Han definitely knew how to look impressive, and even this doesn’t save him from Seungmin’s frown, because he seems to guess why he’s dressed up like that.       — I warned you that I don’t celebrate my birthday. — Oh sighs in a robe, unable to be angry with her boyfriend at all and looking at the bottle of good wine and a bouquet of scarlet roses in his hands.       — I remember. But this doesn’t change the fact that I want to make you happier, even on such a stupid day for you, — Han pulls Seungmin towards him, straightening the edges of his robe, peeking under it.       — Hey, where are you looking? — Oh laughs, squinting his eyes and covering his view with his hands. Yes, he’s definitely having fun with Hyeongjun right now, and he even lets the thought slip into his head that maybe this day won’t be such a bad day after all. — I just finished taking a shower. Maybe you’ll come in already?       — Now. — putting the bottle of wine on the nightstand in the hallway and handing flowers to Seungmin, with his second hand finally free, he makes only one gesture. And some couple of guys bring a few more packages to the doorstep of the apartment. — And these are my gifts for you. Let’s open it together.       Seungmin definitely didn’t expect this turn of events. It is pleasant and at the same time unusual for him to feel so happy.        — Rich Pinocchio… — Oh rolls his eyes. He’s still embarrassed that his boyfriend is a rich guy. At such moments, he feels like no equal to him.       — More like your daddy, baby. — Hyeongjun grins and kisses Seungmin lightly on the neck, leaving a wet mark. He likes to tease his boyfriend like this sometimes.        — Should I call you that? Daddy? -Seungmin deftly pulled off the collar of his shirt. Han involuntarily licks his lips and nods.       — Call me that. I like! — Hyeongjun now runs his hands down the robe to his waist and kisses the corner of his lips, restraining his impulses until the special moment that he has prepared in his head.       — Fine. Maybe daddy will already come in and I’ll close the door? — Oh chuckles maliciously, not having anything against other people’s hands on his waist, quite the contrary. He fucking loves it.       With the appearance of Hyeongjun in his life, Seungmin became more confident in himself. If earlier he avoided physical intimacy in every possible way, then with Han he was ready to take the first step himself. This rich guy is too sexy.       Hyeongjun obediently, surprisingly, nods and Oh pulls him into his apartment, simultaneously slamming the front door.       — Wait for me. I’ll be back now. Sit down on the sofa for now! — Seungmin sits Han on the sofa, pressing on his shoulders and rushes back to the corridor, taking wine and flowers from there. A few minutes later the beautiful plant is already in the vase, and the dishes rattle a little in the kitchen and Oh brings in two beautiful glasses, placing them in front of the guest. Seungmin seems to be teasing, bending over seductively and pouring the wine. Or maybe Hyeongjun sees it this way?       When the owner of the apartment finishes these small preparations and sits down on Han’s lap, he clearly grins provocatively.       — What kind of gifts did my daddy prepare? — Seungmin purrs.       — Oh! Baby, I think you’ll appreciate… — Hyeongjun waves a small luxury package in front of Seungmin’s face. And Oh impatiently grabs the package, looking straight inside and swallowing. A moment and beautiful black translucent shorts with a pattern of lace flowers appear in his hands.       — What a beauty… I want to try it on. Can I do it right now? — Seungmin blinks frequently, looking at the thing, and then looking at Han. Even though it’s his birthday, he still decides to listen to his beloved “daddy” before pulling on his shorts. Seungmin loved new things, and especially these clothes that Hyeongjun often bought for him. This is not the kind of consumer goods that he could afford himself. These are branded, high-quality items. They even smelled different.       — Certainly! Let me put them on you myself, — Hyeongjun rolls his eyes, still waiting for Seungmin to empty the next package. Oh reaches for the next package, allowing Han to reach under his robe to pull his shorts over him, and swallows when he pulls out of the gift package — a massive collar, even with spikes and an equally strong chain. This makes him freeze for a moment, while different images jump in his eyes.       — You know, I thought about you all night. Let’s play? — Hyeongjun tilted his head to the side, enjoying the drawn image of his “almost” tame fox. Seungmin always liked his boyfriend’s ideas, no matter what they might turn out to be.       — What should we play, daddy? — Oh doesn’t give up easily, accepting the game of “daddy” and trying to find at least one idea of ​​what Han wants to play.       — In it! — Hyeongjun nods towards the object in Seungmin’s hands. Lately, the guy’s constant mood swings have begun to stress him out a little. And Hyeongjun has his own recipe for getting unnecessary stress out of your head. Submission and control — I want to punish you, baby! It’s your birthday! Don’t you want me to fuck you nicely?       — I want. — Oh blushes, but hands the collar to Han so that he can put it on him and crawls closer to Hyeongjun, exposing his neck and snorting teasingly — Will Daddy punish me?       Hyeongjun tightens the collar on his thin tanned skin, admiring the charming Seungmin. And even these short shorts with a pattern suited this seductive fox so well. He just want to rip his robe off to hell. Hyeongjun pulls the chain, twisting it around his palm.       — So you are ready to celebrate your birthday now for such gifts?       — Only if with my daddy. — Oh says sweetly, crawling closer and licking his lips in his teasing manner. Seungmin begins to enjoy the game being played out between both of them. — Does Daddy like it?       Oh pulls his leg out from under his robe, demonstratively running Han’s hand along it.       — Like! Did I ask you to quit your job? We see each other so little. I can support you. Why are you being stubborn? — Heongjun pulls the chain again and Seungmin falls on top of him.       — Sorry, daddy! — Oh looks straight into the eyes, and he himself sinks lower and, as if on purpose, slightly buries his nose in Han’s groin. This cunning fox makes very innocent eyes and, as if on purpose, presses his nose even harder on the fabric stretched in that place.       — It’s your birthday. Um…I’m so angry with you. Bad boy… — the hand grabs Seungmin by the scruff of the neck, and Hyeongjun pushes him even deeper into his groin, stroking his cheek, — baby, suck me off…       Hands, like a game of speed, try to pull Hyeongjun’s pants off. He goes crazy around this guy. Seungmin wants to have sex with him all the time. When he finally manages to lower Han’s pants and underwear, he immediately touches the head of the penis with his tongue, like an obedient fox on a leash.       — I’ll definitely fuck you later. This will be your best birthday, my princess! — Hyeongjun runs his finger over his lip, that innocent look from Seungmin pleasantly bites under the ribs, — Now work…       Oh licks and touches the half-excited shaft with his already seductive lips, starting a series of light kisses while someone else’s fingers squeeze the hair roots tighter. Seungmin himself begins to get excited, pulling out his tongue again and starting to lick the head with it again. He needs Han’s dick to stand at attention, and he just likes the taste.       Seungmin, of course, did not expect sugary romance from Hyeongjun, he was used to the fact that their relationship was mainly based on intimate connection, kink and devotion to each other. This relationship may not last long, but Seungmin is happy now. Happy next to Hyeongjun. And even like this on my birthday on my knees.       Oh looks up at her boyfriend, looking carefully and finally takes his dick into her mouth, skillfully wielding her tongue. At this moment, Han thinks that he would never want to leave such a bitch. He squeezes the hair roots harder and pushes into his mouth a little more persistently; he didn’t want to ruin the birthday of his beloved guy with excessive rudeness.       The robe smoothly slides down to your feet, you just need to start moving your head more intensely. Hyeongjun admires his pet fox. Especially these short shorts with lace and wearing a collar around the neck. Charming baby!       Seungmin licks his lips cheekily as he pulls back for a moment and swirls his tongue around the swollen head. Sly fox eyes watch how Han’s face changes each time with a new grimace of pleasure.       — I want a present, daddy! — Seungmin exhales from the viscosity of his drool, making an innocent grimace.       — There will be a present for you! — Hyeongjun exhales heavily and pulls the chain towards him, placing one hand on Oh’s thigh.       — And when? — Seungmin grins, he can’t stand it at all. — Did I do a bad job for daddy?       — I’m almost finished, and you’re teasing me. Get your ass here, my precious! — Hyeongjun runs his long fingers onto the shorts, pulling back the lace fabric. Oh smiles contentedly and obediently climbs onto Han’s lap, hands still grasping his penis and running it slowly, teasingly up and down.       — I’m not teasing! I do nice! — Seungmin drawls sweetly and even runs his nails a couple of times, forcing Hyeongjun to leave bright marks from the fingers clamped on someone else’s hips.       — Are you ready for such holidays? — Hyeongjun lifts Seungmin up, kissing his ribs and stomach.       — Certainly! Always ready! — Oh answers, satisfied and with some admiration mixed with pleasure. Pleasant goosebumps run through the body and a tight knot pulls in the lower abdomen. Seungmin impatiently drawls with a sweet voice in his ear, — Daddy, when are you going to fuck me?       Hyeongjun wants to growl. How obedient and pliable Seungmin is.       — Take off your panties, — Han bites the lace underwear under the elastic band. Oh with a certain grin, while still constructing some kind of innocent look, as if he was not at all a cunning predator here. Or maybe that’s true? Or maybe a predator on a leash?       Seungmin stands up and demonstratively begins to pull down his underwear, as if imitating some kind of dance. Hyeongjun watches the action and swallows loudly.       — What kind of mating dances is this or is it a striptease?       — What do you like best, daddy? — Oh laughs, throwing the thing away, but still carefully, it’s not in vain that Han spent money on them. And the thing itself may be useful to him more than once.       — Happy birthday, Seungminie! — Hyeongjun deftly sits the guy on his lap, now the excitement touches each other, — First, I’ll pour us some wine, will you allow it?       — Certainly! — Oh snorts contentedly, trying to sit down so that his boyfriend would be comfortable pouring them a drink. — What kind of wine?       Although Seungmin was not as rich as Hyeongjun, he knew quite a lot about wine. Although, of course, only his beloved daddy Han treated him to the best ones.       — Penfolds Block 42, — Hyeongjun answers with a semblance of an Australian accent, — a friend brought it to my father from Australia. I don’t usually drink this. For me, whiskey or gin is better. But I think it’s perfect for a princess like you!       — I am very grateful! — Seungmin giggles, feeling special when he sits naked on a half-naked Han and they are still going to drink expensive wine. This is so Hyeongjun style, rich guy and so hot.       — Wait, baby, daddy will open a tasty treat for you! — Hyeongjun bites the nipple and teases it with his tongue. At the same time trying to open the bottle. Fortunately, Han also has an automatic corkscrew in his bag. Seungmin whimpers quietly at the suddenness of Hyeongjun’s attack and buries his hand in his hair, closing his eyes. In the background, he hears the sound of a bottle of a wonderful drink being opened and listens to how it is poured.       — Maybe daddy will give me this himself? — Oh grins slyly and playfully plays with his eyebrows, clearly planning something in his head.        — Any of your wishes. Today. And basically on any other day. But today… I have something special for you… — Hyeongjun pulls his glass up and casually pours wine into Seungmin’s mouth. It spreads over the chin and neck. Han begins to lick the red stains.       — Daddy looks more like a vampire now. — Oh exhales raggedly, clinging to his black shirt with his hands and closing his eyes, hums with pleasure. The hips themselves involuntarily begin to slowly rub against Han, and a whimper escapes from the hot mouth.       — We’ll definitely play this role-playing game with you on Halloween! Now, let me take you to your crib, — Hyeongjun swallows the rest of the wine, pushing the second glass and pouring it into Seungmin’s mouth again.       — We’ll definitely play on Halloween… — Oh licks his lips contentedly after the alcohol burns inside him and even bites Han’s lips, burying himself tighter in his hair while they are about to carry him to bed. He doesn’t know what to expect from his boyfriend, but he damn well enjoys it all.       Seungmin can’t even believe that they’ve been together for almost a year, and this is his first birthday in so many years. He ran away from this so carefully that with the appearance of Hyeongjun in his life, everything fades into the background. Now they are the only ones that matter. This is an inexplicable attraction. Sexual attraction. A charge of powerful energy next to your boyfriend. Oh it seems that if Han had not appeared to him, he would never have become as happy as he is now.       Seungmin can’t even believe that after falling in love for so long, at Hyeongjun’s party it turns out that he’s interested in him too. He can’t believe that such an amazing and rich guy just went out and started dating him.       Oh tightly wraps his legs around Han’s waist and cannot tear himself away from the passionate kiss, intertwining his tongues in it, biting the lips opposite and even whining quietly.       Seungmin’s body slides across the sheets and Hyeongjun nuzzles his cheek. Even Han himself had never experienced anything like this. And everyone around him seemed like dummies and dolls. Until he caught Seungmin’s charm on himself. Yes, Hyeongjun was always in demand. No wonder his family is the richest corporation: new cars, luxurious vacation. But he had never wanted anyone more than this guy with the fox-like features. Sophistication, sass and caring are what Seungmin possessed. Yes, there are undoubtedly people like him. But for Hyeongjun, this guy is the only one on planet Earth, and in the entire universe.       Oh sighs loudly as he continues to grind his hips and his arousal against Hyeongjun like a dog in rut. Han was the only one who fell so deeply and sharply into his heart, and all it took was going to the university and her party. He will never forget how a slightly drunk Hyeongjun bought him a drink and even offered him privacy, but Seungmin then refused it. It seems that this is what gave the impetus to both of them becoming interested in each other.       — Mmmm… daddy… I want you… — Oh pitifully whines and sobs to hurry up her boyfriend.       — Everything will be fine now, baby, — Hyeongjun has to move away from Seungmin and return to the living room. And when he returned, there was a sly smile on his face, — My baby should be surrounded by all the best! — dozens of bills rain down on Oh. In this rain of money, Seungmin opens his mouth at what is happening. His entire sticky body and bed linen end up in a pile of colorful pieces of paper.       Some bills stick to sweaty skin, causing discomfort, but at the same time it’s nice to feel in Han’s love and care, hear his words about himself and feel his hot hands on the skin.       — Your baby already has the best daddy and she doesn’t need more. — Seungmin answers and stretches his hands towards Hyeongjun, calling him to him, because it becomes more difficult to endure each time. — Lubricant in the bedside table!       — I hope someday you will move in with me. I want to see how you won’t be able to walk after sex! — Hyeongjun grabs lubricant from the drawer, smiling, — Mango! Stable! I like!       — Can you see it today if you stay overnight? — Oh asks, giggling, spreading his legs and clinging to the collar with one hand.       — Baby, spread your legs wider, — Hyeongjun puts his fingers into an open jar of his favorite lubricant, — of course I’ll stay. I said everything you want today. And for breakfast I’ll eat you one more time!       Seungmin exhales uncontrollably, imagining how many of Han’s invasions he has to feel, and only breaks into a smile. He spreads his legs even wider and closes his eyes. With his eyes closed, all sensations become even more intense and a brilliant idea comes to Oh for the future.       — Today I only want to watch how I myself will give you pleasure with this! — Hyeongjun points to his lubed fingers, the aroma of mango seductively burning his lungs.       — I was in the shower… it was an hour… — Seungmin exhales raggedly, clearly hinting that it was not for nothing that he stayed there for so long. Despite the fact that he did not expect his boyfriend to come to him, his body needed a pleasant release in the morning. — Come on faster, daddy.       Hyeongjun just snorts, licks his lips and reaches out to Seungmin, kisses him deeply and hotly, while still inserting two fingers into his prepared ass.       — Hot and a little tight, just how I like it!       — Everything for you! — Oh answers a little moaning, and the collar even begins to rub the skin of his neck, wet from the heat, a little. So Seungmin whines pleadingly. — Daddy… can I take off the collar?       — You can put it on me, — Hyeongjun pulls back, allowing Seungmin’s hands to sneak under the collar around his neck. From these words, some interesting light shines in Oh’s eyes and he pulls off the collar and reaches out to put it on Han’s neck.       — Well, how do you like it? — Seungmin asks, grinning, and pulls Hyeongjun towards him by the chain, not even allowing him to answer, and presses a kiss to the lips opposite him. His tongue wanders all over his mouth, exploring this area again and sticking out when someone else’s fingers hit the bundle of nerves, releasing a pleasant vibration.        — It looks much more impressive on you, — fingers slip out of Seungmin, forcing him to exhale deeply. But when Hyeongjun enters with his dick, the birthday boy begins to whine and scratch his shoulders. The banknotes begin to stick and tear under Seungmin’s wet body. Han’s shoulders are covered with red and pink streaks from the scratches that Oh left, also actively arching to meet the thrusts of Hyeongjun and his hips. The wet slap of thighs against Seungmin’s buttocks began to echo in the room.       — More! More! More! — it seems the greedy fox guy couldn’t stop asking to be faster and even ruder. Seungmin pulls on the collar, thereby forcing his lover to speed up. Everything in the room is mixed: sounds, moans and aromas. Mango mixed with sweat and the smell of leather.       — Come on, come on. Fuck! — Hyeongjun continues to pound into Seungmin non-stop. He grabs him by the scruff of the neck and hisses on his lips, enjoying the slightly rolled up shiny eyes. Seungmin only tightens his grip on the leather noose, as if signaling an approaching orgasm. A few more movements on the bundle of nerves, the birthday boy almost bites into Hyeongjun’s shoulder. His legs begin to tremble, and Seungmin begins to whine pitifully:       — God! Yes! Yes! — the body goes limp in strong hands, Oh quietly hisses. How good he feels with this irresistible guy.       Only after some time, when the brain and body have really cooled down from the recent passionate intercourse, Seungmin quietly asks:       — Hyeongjun… do you really want me to quit my job?       He recalls that Han often told him about this, pointing out that he was too bored and didn’t see his boyfriend enough.        — Your hands should only work on my dick, baby… — Hyeongjun pulls the top of his hair and thrusts in a few more times, making a loud noise.       Beneath him, Seungmin is still whining quietly and closing his eyes, squinting.       — What about money? Do you want to make me a kept woman? — Oh grins, holding back his inner laughter, although in fact he is not at all against Han’s idea.       — Hmm… personal maid? — Hyeongjun smiles from the flashbacks and reaches out for a new portion of kisses.       — Then I’ll think about your proposal, daddy. — Seungmin giggles, kissing the corners of the lips first, and then the lips themselves, burying his hands in his hair, playing with them with his fingers and generally admiring his boyfriend.       — Now let’s go take a shower, birthday boy, we’ve got a long night… — Hyeongjun winks slyly, waggling his eyebrows, throwing damaged bills off the bed, and a couple of them come unstuck from Seungmin, — Happy birthday! I love you even more…       — Hot birthday… And I love you!       Afterwards, they spent another two hours in the bathroom, unable to tear themselves away from each other, admiring each other and drowning in each other for another whole night.       Now that the new year is coming, a date that used to irritate and did not evoke a feeling of pleasure. Now on the contrary, Seungmin looked forward to his birthday every year. After all, each such holiday became something special. Even in this way of spending time.