Good Porn
Porn
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“Kitty?” Jisung repeats. “Hyung?"
“Mmph?” Minho’s voice is sleepy, muffled, and when he pops up from the bundle of blankets on the bed, his blond hair is standing on end and his cheeks are sleep-pink and puffy.
He blinks at Jisung in the doorway, bleary, and Jisung repeats himself. “Kitty? Can Jisungie, um, come… play?”
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“I didn’t peg you for a pervert, ahjussi.”
Chan flinches and steps back. Undeterred, Jeongin nudges into his space. Chan’s wearing loafers, shiny and smooth black leather and Jeongin’s steel-toed boot leaves a scuff across the top.
“Do you want a kiss like that?” Jeongin ventures sweetly. Chan looks down at his mouth and says nothing, but his eyes grow darker. Jeongin usually doesn’t feel this patient with his hookups but Chan is inspiring a benevolence in him. He wants to see what he can unlock, wants to see if he can get his fingers under the smooth bone-white of Chan’s ribs and tug; wonders what will come loose.
Thirty odd years of repression is bound to have something juicy hidden away; the sweet crisp flesh of a forbidden apple, the tight clench of a virgin hole—it’s all the same to Jeongin.
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"You know," The DILF smiles, "I was thinking that as a regular you'd remember my preferences by now, hm?"
Minho freezes. He's done much, much more than remember, none of those things entirely appropriate for work. If he got into the details the DILF would run out with his tail between his legs, yelling about the pervert college graduate trying to get in his pants.
Or, he would take Minho to the back and put him on his knees and hold him by the hair as he —
minho hits on the Hot Rich Single DILF of his dreams and gets much, much more than he bargained for.
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"How about my cute puppy instead, hmm?" Wooyoung asked, lightly scratching his nails against Yunho's scalp, right above his ear — right where he knew he would melt into the touch. "Will you be my good boy?"
And, oh shit, that made Yunho sway a little bit on his feet, his stomach fluttering with something hot and guilty. It rushed to his cheeks and flushed them pink. A pathetic whimper bubbled under his tongue that he forced himself to swallow when he looked at Wooyoung. His boyfriend was nothing but a wide grin and mischievous eyes.
"You like that one, baby?" he asked, cheeky because he already knew the answer. "You want to be my puppy?"
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Boyfriends Yunho and Wooyoung decide they want to try out puppy play and buy a seemingly innocent dog collar. They end up with more than they bargained for.