The Dark Side of the Moon
Pairing: BangUp
Rated: M
Length: 5.2K
Yongguk would swear all the way to his grave that it was an accident he ended up in that club.
The truth was though, he searched it out. When Himchan had told him about this little club he visited occasionally, where you could have anything you wanted for a price, he peaked Yongguk’s interest.
Being the son of one of the richest men in Seoul definitely had its perks. He never had to worry about money and he could take off of work pretty much whenever he wanted to.
But the downside was that he was always in the public eye, always being looked at, being judged, forced to be the boss to hundreds of men that he knew nothing about.
And he hated it. Hated having to call someone into his office and tell them they were fired, hated running board meetings at eight in the morning because his father was too strung out to get out of bed. Bang Yongguk absolutely despised being in charge.
So as soon as his secretary mentioned getting anything he desired as long as you had the right amount of pocket change?
Well color Yongguk intrigued.
He entered the gray nondescript door with a gulp. Tugging at the mask that covered his face for security reasons, he gave the woman at the desk a nod.
“Hello.” She smiled at him. “Can I help you?”
His eyes darted around the room nervously. “I’m a friend of Kim Himchan’s.”
Her grin brightened. “Ah yes, Himchan-ssi told us that he had recommended our business to a friend.” She picked up the receiver on the desk and told the person on the other line that there was a customer waiting. “You may go on in.” She told him, pointing to the black door on the side of the room.
Bowing slightly at her in thanks, he took quick steps to the door, wanting to get this over with before his nerves caused him to back out.
A happy, chubby-cheeked boy in a plain black suit greeted him when he entered, motioning him to sit at the seat across from his desk.
“Yoo Youngjae.” He greeted him, pointing to himself. “Any friend of Himchan’s is a friend of ours. But may I ask why you feel the need to wear a mask?”
Yongguk’s brow furrowed. “Privacy reasons.” He finally answered.
The shaggy blonde haired boy nodded. “I understand your concern. But we pride ourselves on being… Non discrete, if you will.”
Tugging the mask down below his chin, he tried to look intimidating to the smaller boy.
“Ah.” Youngjae smirked. “Himchan didn’t tell me he was going to be referring our club to the son of the largest drug dealer in Seoul.”
Yongguk snarled at the unwanted response. “My father is a banker.” Rumors of his where his father's riches came from had circulated for years, but Yongguk still tried to ignore them.
Youngjae’s eyes twinkled at his answer. “Only on paper, Bang Yongguk.” He rubbed his hands together and pulled out a large folder from his drawer. “So what can I interest you in tonight?” He thumbed through a few pages. “First things first, are you interested in a male or a female?”
His red cheeks gave the other boy his answer. “Okay, next question: What age range are you wanting?”
Sputtering, Yongguk’s mouth dropped open in shock. “What age ranges do you have?!”
Youngjae shrugged. “The employees here usually start at about sixteen. Most people pick from the seventeen to twenty-one bracket. After that they tend to be a little wore out.” He sat back in his chair and crossed his hands over his lap. “Why don’t you just tell me what you’re looking for and I’ll help you go from there.”
He picked nervously at his pants. This was what he was terrified to admit to someone. What if they thought it made him weak? Less of a man?
“And rest assured that any request you think is embarrassing is probably something I hear a dozen times a week.” Youngjae reassured him, trying to make him feel more comfortable.
“I want…” He began, having to clear his throat. “I want to be under someone’s control.”
Youngjae’s face remained passive. “You want a Dom then.” He tilted his head as if he was thinking for a second. “I know exactly who to place you with. He’s one of our most popular selections.”
His face paled at the price named, but Himchan had promised him that every penny was worth it, so he forked it over with no remorse.
Standing up, Youngjae told Yongguk to follow him. He led him down a dark hallway that consisted of thick metal doors running down each side. They finally stopped about halfway down, Youngjae opening it and ordering him to wait inside.
“You get an hour.” He told him before shutting the door behind him. “Make it count.”
Yongguk waited impatiently, his legs jiggling under him. He took the time to observe the room around him, flinching at some of the unfamiliar devices hanging on the walls. The room was painted black with one brick wall exposed, the only light coming from above, a single bulb swaying from the ceiling. It made the rooms shadows seem larger and more intimidating.
When the door opened, he jumped up out of instinct, the shock at the sight of the boy that entered evident on his face.
“What’s the matter, Yongguk?” The sweet voice and almost child-like face did not belong attached to that body. “Were you expecting someone else?” An eyebrow arched his direction, the tiny boy taking a step towards him.
Yongguk trailed his eyes over him, taking in every inch of his body. From his motorcycle boots, up his hard leather clad legs, over his opened black vest that revealed a sculpted torso and finally up to his light brown hair that kept falling into his small, curved eyes.
“What’s your name?” Yongguk asked nervously. He figured Youngjae would inform him of who Yongguk was, but he was curious as to who he was dealing with here.
The smaller boy shrugged and smiled innocently at him. “My name doesn’t matter. Just yours. You can call me Moon if you really want to.” He stepped closer to the frightened man and ran his gloved hand up his arm. “But I really prefer Master.”
He pushed Yongguk back down onto the hard bed behind him, the elder boy’s breaths stopping as he waited to see what would happen.
“So the boss says you want someone to dominate you?” Moon smirked and grabbed something off the far wall. Even though it was dark and his eyes weren’t adjusted, Yongguk could still tell that it was stick shaped. “Sounds like fun. I haven’t got to do this in ages.” He narrowed his eyes at the wide-eyed man on the bed. “We need to talk about limits first. What are yours?”
“L-Limits?” He shook his head. “I don’t… I don’t know what that means.”
The bright smile on the other boy’s face practically lit up the whole fucking room. “Is this your first time here?” His eyes blackened as he roamed them over Yongguk’s body. “That is excellent.”
Yongguk licked his suddenly dry lips, his eyes dropping down to focus on the black whip in Moon’s hands.
“Now,” He tapped the fringe on the end of it against Yongguk’s cheeks. “Limits. What do you want to happen or not want to happen? Scratches? Blood? Bruises? Penetration?”
The saliva in Yongguk’s mouth started working overtime at the erotic words coming out of those pretty lips. “I don’t know.” He whispered, his head lowering as he flushed a deep red. “Just do whatever you want.”
A leather covered finger ran across his jaw, pushing his face back up. “Don’t be embarrassed.” The other boy murmured sincerely, putting the whip off to the side of the bed and straddling him across the lap. “We can start off slow, okay? Let you feel it out for a second.” He smiled sweetly, convincing Yongguk that maybe this wouldn’t be as scary as he thought it would be. Maybe he was worried for nothing.
“We need a safe word.” Moon murmured hotly into his ear, his gloved hands gripping into Yongguk’s dark hair. “Do you have a preference?”
All Yongguk could do was shake his head, the tongue that was currently tracing its way across his neck was all he could concentrate on.
“Bunnies.” Moon told him, nibbling gently on his jawbone before running a small pink tongue across his bottom lip. “Your safe word is bunnies. Can you remember that?”
“Yes.” He replied, his eyes fluttering shut. His mouth opened, the smaller boy not wasting any time, his tongue charging inside, completely taking Yongguk over completely. The boy couldn’t be a day over seventeen, but he was already as skilled as he could ever get at kissing, his lips twisting and turning at exactly the right pace against his own.
Once the room was filled with their soft sighs and Yongguk’s gasps every time the other boy sunk his teeth into his flesh, then they both knew it was time to take it to the next level.
“Get on your knees.” Moon ordered, pulling away from his lips and grabbing his whip again.
Yongguk was still dazed from the best kiss of his life and could only stare at him glassy-eyed.
The look on his face had changed from sweet and caring to darker, letting him know who was in charge.
“I said,” The whip came down hard on his thigh, making Yongguk hiss in pain. “Get. On. Your. Knees.”
He complied, not sure if he wanted to be hit by the whip again. A part of him got a rush from the stinging sensation on his skin, but he figured that was just the adrenaline.
“Good boy.” Moon patted his head like a dog. “Now let’s go over the rules. I want you to look at the ground. You are not to look into my eyes. You are not to address me unless I ask you a question first.” The end of the whip brushed through his hair. “Do you understand, Yongguk?”
He nodded, not expecting the whip to slap harshly against his ass.
“What was that?”
“Yes!” He cried, clenching his fists together in his lap. “Yes, I understand!”
Moon suddenly crouched in front of him, trying to look into his eyes, but Yongguk wasn’t about to fall for that. “Yes, what?” He said slowly.
“Yes M-Master.” Yongguk croaked out.
“Good, good.” The changed in his personality confused him. Was this really going to be this way the whole time? The tiny boy changing from sweet to sadistic in the blink of an eye? Yongguk wasn’t sure if he was turned on or scared shitless.
A hand gripped into his hair and yanked him up to his feet. Even though he was a lot bigger than him, Yongguk knew his body was no match for those muscles rippling beneath that black vest.
“Towards the wall.” Moon ordered, pointing to the only empty wall in the room. When Yongguk got nearer, he saw metal rings embedded into the bricks near the floor.
Before he could move to stand against it, Moon stopped him.
“First, I want you to strip.” He demanded, throwing the whip down at his feet. Yongguk immediately brought his fingers up to undo the buttons on his shirt, but it was obviously not fast enough for the other boy.
Moon brought his hand up, slapping him across the cheek. “Faster.” He said simply.
This time Yongguk almost tripped trying to tug his jeans down his legs. He threw his shirt to the floor and stood in front of the stern-faced boy in just his boxers.
Eyes passed over his slightly muscular frame with obvious delight. A tongue came out to wet the thin lips as a smile spread across his face.
“Now why would someone who looks like that, be forced to visit a place like this to get what they want?” He murmured, trailing a finger down his ribs and over his abdomen.
Yongguk whimpered as the touch continued lower, over his boxers and teasingly circling his erection.
“Privacy.” He gasped out, his head tossed back against the wall when Moon tightened a thin chain around his wrists, pressing his leather-clad body against Yongguk’s bare, sensitive one.
“Mm?” He hummed, pushing him down to his knees and spreading his arms out to his sides. He attached the chain to the rings and stood up, giving him a sly smirk. “Why do you need privacy?”
Frightened eyes watched the smaller boy as he slowly slid the button down on his leather pants, pushing them to his knees. A whimper emerged from Yongguk’s throat as Moon’s cock was released from the tight material.
“B-Because of who I am.” He finally answered, licking his lips as Moon took a final step towards him, yanking back on his head.
“Now see, I don’t really care about that. You’re a nobody here, Yongguk. You're nothing. I’m in charge.” Moon told him flatly, tapping his cock on his plushy lips. “Now be a good boy and open your mouth or you won’t like what I do to you.”
Deep down, Yongguk honestly wanted to find out how else Moon would punish him, but the feel of his length running across his wet lips was too much for him to handle. Yongguk opened his mouth and gagged when he shoved himself inside without giving him a chance to get used to the feeling.
“Don’t fight me, Yongguk.” Moon murmured, snapping his hips forward, using the hand in his hair to guide him to the speed he wanted him to go. “Unless you want to give up.” He slowed his movements, shallowly thrusting as his head fell forward. “Just say the safe word, Yongguk. Show me you’re not man enough to handle me.”
Yongguk growled an angry response, the vibrations traveling through the other boy’s body making him hiss. He used what little give in the chains he had to push his head forward, swallowing him whole, his throat tightening around Moon’s cock.
“Fuck!” He moaned, entangling his fingers in Yongguk’s dark hair, fucking his mouth until he was afraid he was going to explode. But it was too early, he couldn’t end it this way. “You want more, Yongguk?” He breathed out heavily, reluctantly removing himself from the amazing heat inside the older boy’s mouth.
Nodding, Yongguk swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, tasting the pre-cum that had escaped as the other boy pulled away. He could feel his cock in his boxers straining painfully against the cotton. He was dying to be touched, but he knew the second Moon laid his hands on him that it would be all over.
“Sit back against the wall.” Moon demanded, pulling his leather pants back up over his slim hips. At least he kept them unzipped, Yongguk thought, eyeing the deep V the opening made.
He followed orders happily, settling back against the cold bricks, his arms still spread far to the sides. The other boy’s lips tilted up into a small smile at his eagerness before turning away to grab something off the same wall the whip came off of.
His eyes when he sauntered back to him were smug, causing Yongguk to worry that maybe he was enjoying watching him break beneath him even more than Yongguk was.
He held up a hand, revealing a studded strip that around his glove. “Do you know what these are, Yongguk?” He asked, pulling a ball gag out from behind his back with his other hand.
Before he could reply, Moon had pulled his hand back and swatted the spike-covered hand against his bare thigh. “That’s for looking into my eyes. The next one will be a lot more painful.” Prying his lips open, Moon shoved the gag into his mouth and wrapped it around his head. “As I was saying, these are my toys. Do you want me to play with you using my toys, Yongguk?”
Yongguk whined, tugging on the painful chains digging into his flesh. He stared at Moon’s boots, his head tilting up once to let him know he wanted to continue.
Moon smiled, loving how the older boy was becoming completely submissive to him. He grabbed his long, thin legs and pulled them towards him. “You are so beautiful.” He murmured, nuzzling his cheek against Yongguk’s throbbing erection. His tongue swiped against the wet patch darkening the material, flattening itself and trailing slowly up his chest. “Sometimes I have customers that I don’t want to touch for any amount of money.” Lips quirked up as they sucked one of his nipples up into his mouth. “But then someone like you comes in and makes my whole night worth it.”
The body underneath him was trembling by this point, the muffled whimpering around the gag the only sound in the room.
“I bet I can make you cum without even touching your cock, couldn’t I?” Moon sounded amused as he scraped the studded glove across his abdomen. The tanned flesh reddened and puckered under the abuse. “Let’s try, hm?”
He hooked his fingers into the man’s boxers, yanking them off with one pull. Yongguk moaned behind the ball as the cool air hit his heated length. Moon laughed as Yongguk arched his hips towards him, trying to get him to touch where he needed it the most.
“Calm down.” He told him, holding his hips down so that he couldn’t move. “Or you’ll get this smacked against places you don’t want.” Raising an eyebrow, he passed the glove in front of his face.
Yongguk’s body hesitantly relaxed under him. Grinning, Moon spread his legs apart and attached his teeth to the soft spot between his thighs and his dick.
The other boy flinched, his muscles tightening as he tried hard not to buck up into his Master’s face. He turned his face into his shoulder and tried to hide his cries as he felt a tongue lapping at the bruised area.
“If I take off the gag, will you be a good boy and not make any noise?” Moon asked, sitting back up and pulling his vest down off his shoulders. Yongguk nodded, his eyes trained on the smaller boy’s stomach, not daring to look into his eyes again. “Good boy.” He untied the gag and threw it off to the side before jumping into his lap and molding their lips back together.
Yongguk had to purposely pull on the chains, hoping the pain from them digging into him would take his mind off of the other boy’s tongue sweeping through his mouth and his leather covered ass rocking roughly against his erection.
“You’re being so obedient.” He was praised as Moon’s teeth traveled down his jaw. “Maybe I should reward you.”
“Yes!” Yongguk cried, realizing before word was even out that he had made a big mistake.
Moon stiffened, his body immediately leaving Yongguk’s. He clicked his tongue and wagged a finger in his face. “Bad, bad boy.” He scolded, slapping the painful studs on his hand against Yongguk’s thigh again and again.
Yongguk bit his lip and clenched his eyes shut as the pain ricocheted through his body. He curled his body up into a ball as best as he could and tried to appear as submissive as possible.
“Are you done disobeying me?” Moon’s voice was stern even though the touch of his finger on Yongguk’s spine was feather light.
He nodded, still not daring to uncover his body.
“I asked you a question, Yongguk.” His time the tone was a little darker, strong hands forcing his legs back apart.
“Yes.” Yongguk choked out as a pair of fingers walked themselves up his inner thighs. “Yes, Master!”
Moon growled low in his throat as the pad of his finger pressed against his entrance. He didn’t bother to remove his glove as he entered him without warning.
Yongguk cried out as the finger itself inside of him, the sharp prickling of the glove’s spikes rubbing against his sensitive skin. He tried to hold himself still, keep his voice quiet, but when the leather covered digit pressed against his walls, he completely lost it.
The smaller boy had to hold him down as he came violently, his head cracking painfully against the brick wall behind him. His body spasmed for a few seconds as he came down from his high.
He was still a little delirious, disobeying as he looked up into Moon’s amused eyes.
“I told you.” Moon said, not wanting to punish him when he wasn’t even aware of what was happening. “I said I could get you off without even touching your cock.”
Undoing the chains, he dragged the half-asleep boy over to the bed, throwing him down face first. “Unfortunately, we still have almost thirty minutes left. So you’re going to have to wake up and finish what you started.” He tugged down his pants to his knees and quickly slipped a condom on before crawling over top of the other boy’s back. “It’s not polite to cum before your Master does.”
Yongguk turned to look at him and blearily blinked his eyes. He nodded and pulled his body up to his knees and leaned over onto his elbows.
Moon grabbed his arms, pulling them behind his back so that his body fell forward pressing his face firmly against the mattress. He wrapped the chain back around his wrists so that he couldn’t move them and gave it a tug to get the other boy’s attention.
“You better snap back, Yongguk. Don’t make me embarrassed that you couldn’t even handle thirty minutes with me.” He cocked his head to the side and pouted. “Are you really an old man already?”
Hissing, Yongguk shoved his ass up higher and spread his legs farther apart for him, giving the smug boy exactly what he wanted.
“If I was in a polite mood, I’d prepare you.” Moon informed him, kissing his way up his spine. “But I’m not. So you’re just going to have to deal with it.”
Without waiting for him to respond, he rocked his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt inside of him. He groaned at the extreme tightness of the unprepared boy, not even bothering to take his time and let him adjust to the feeling.
Yongguk let out a pained cry as the sharp pain coursed through his back. He couldn’t help but feel surprised at the fact that his dick was responding to the treatment, already standing half-hard underneath him.
“Does it feel good?” Moon grunted into his ear, running his hand across Yongguk’s unblemished skin, enjoying the way the new scratches puffed up instantly.
Mumbling a muffled “Yes Master”, Yongguk felt his hips move on their own volition, jerking up to meet the other boy’s every thrust.
“You like being someone’s bitch, don’t you.” The sound of a chuckle rumbled through Yongguk’s ears. “You would probably spread your legs for anyone.” A sharp bite on his shoulder blade had the older boy keening loudly as he bucked back. He could feel Moon’s smooth chest against his clenched fists, but his arms were already so numb that he couldn’t even muster the energy to touch him.
Moon reached around and gripped onto his cock, now fully hard and already leaking. “You’re going to cum when I tell you to, aren’t you Yongguk.” His voice may have sounded sweet, but the authority was deep in his tone.
“Y-Yes Master.” Yongguk gasped, sinking his teeth into his fleshy bottom lip, the coppery taste of blood filling his mouth.
A yank of his hips had him arched in a new direction, loud screams filling the room as Moon brushed against his prostate with every thrust.
“Quiet.” He yelled, raining powerful blows down on his ass.
Yongguk could feel his toes curling at the feel of the other boy’s cock sliding smoothly through him. He bit into his tongue, trying to keep himself quiet, but when Moon decided to speed things up, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold it back for long.
The only sounds in the room were the soft pants and groans from behind him and the wet slapping sound of skin against skin. Yongguk’s stomach tightened and he knew he was going to cum soon, even if he was frightened at what Moon would do to him. There was no way he could hold out when the tip of the other boy’s cock was pressed firmly against his far wall, making him see stars with every jerk of his hips.
“Do you want to cum, Yongguk?” Moon breathed heavily against his neck. The hand on his cock tightened almost to the point of hurting.
He nodded and managed to croak out an acceptable reply, his whole body heating up, muscles shaking, sweat pooling in the mussed up hair around his temples, until the moment when a deep growl erupted from behind him, his insides warming as Moon filled him completely.
The sharp prick on his earlobe had him whining as the other boy rode out his orgasm, his nails digging into Yongguk’s slender hips.
“Cum for me.” He ordered, Yongguk’s cock complying before he had even finished his sentence. The thick ropes hit the bed below him as Yongguk collapsed, his whole body shivering in pain and relief.
Moon untied his hands and rubbed them gently to get circulation back in them. He smiled brightly, his whole face lighting up, when Yongguk finally was able to sit back up beside him.
“Do you feel better?” He asked, kissing his shoulder gently. “Get what you needed?”
“Mm.” Yongguk was barely able to blink, much less form a coherent thought at the moment. He welcomed the tug into the other boy’s arms, nuzzling his face against the crook of his neck. “Thanks.”
“Don’t mention it.” Moon chuckled, brushing his matted hair away from his face. “Anytime you need a stress reliever just come see me, okay?”
Yongguk frowned, “You mean I can come back?”
The giggle above him was almost childlike in its sweetness. “Sure, why couldn’t you? As long as you have the money then Youngjae would let you in every night.”
Grinning to himself, the elder boy was already trying to figure out in his head when he would be able to visit again. “And I can see you?”
Moon pressed his lips against his, “I’d be kind of offended if you requested someone else.” He murmured, tangling their fingers together. “And besides,” His tongue flicked against Yongguk’s swollen lips. “I’m not quite finished with you yet.”
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“So I heard you had a good weekend.” Himchan grinned slyly at him as he entered the office the following Monday, crossing his arms behind his head as he leaned back on his chair legs. “Who’d you see, huh?”
Yongguk shrugged, his ears turning red. “That’s really none of your business.”
The black-haired boy rolled his eyes and waved him off. “Yeah well, it was me who recommended the place to you. You can at least give me something. Just tell me their name at least.”
The fact that he liked both girls and boys was something that Yongguk had never wanted to divulge to someone he knew personally. He wasn’t ashamed of it, but he knew information like that was worth more than gold in some people’s hands.
Himchan waited patiently for him to respond before finally huffing. “Just tell me they didn’t stick you with Zelo at least.” His gaze turned deadly. “I don’t want to have to share my toy with someone I work with.”
“Zelo?” Yongguk looked confused. “You visit a boy?”
Raising an eyebrow at him, Himchan crossed his arms angrily. “He’s cute and innocent and I get off on that. You got a problem with it?”
He shook his head rapidly. “N-No, not at all.” He scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly at him. “They put me with Moon.”
The other boy’s jaw dropped and his chair fell forward with a bang. “You got to see Moon?!” He cried incredulously. “I tried for weeks to get in to see him when I first started and Youngjae refused every time! He’s practically royalty down there! Youngjae doesn’t give him to just anyone.”
Yongguk frowned. “He just asked what I was wanting and I told him. I didn’t pick him personally or anything.”
Himchan muttered childishly under his breath at the unfairness of it all. “At least they didn’t give you to Zelo…” His eyes brightened. “So what did you ask for? Employee and overly friendly boss? Best friend who isn’t aware of your feelings? Fan who meets their favorite idol? Cross-dressing? Ooh, what about you thought he died but then you’re suddenly re-“
“Himchan!” His blush had spread across his cheeks and he looked around to make sure no one was listening. “It was none of those and it is none of your business!” Yongguk hissed, storming towards his office and slamming the door shut behind him.
He threw himself into his desk chair and rubbed his eyes tiredly. The beeping of his intercom turning on had him gritting his teeth in anger.
“Come on,” Himchan’s raspy voice came out through the speaker. “Just tell me. Why are you acting so embarrassed over it? I’ll tell you what Zelo and I do if you want. He dresses up in a school uniform and smarts off in class and I’m the teacher who has to discipline hi-“
Yongguk slammed the receiver down, shutting the intercom off. He was already developing a headache from his overly chatty secretary and the day had just started.
The intercom beeped again making him slam his face onto the desk. “Come on, Guk. The only way you would be embarrassed would be if you thought I would be ashamed of it. And trust me, I am not ashamed of anything. I mean, it’s not like you bottomed for the kid or anything.” His deep laugh bellowed loudly, cutting off when he realized Yongguk was silent. “Guk?” He sounded suspicious. “You didn’t let that tiny boy top you, did you?” The silence was all the answer he needed as his guffaws echoed around the room when he couldn’t control his snorts and giggles. “Oh man, you totally bottomed, did-“
Yongguk picked up the receiver and pulled it loose from the wall, throwing it roughly against the door, effectively shutting up the loud boy outside.
He was going to have to get a new secretary…
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Imagine Jongup wearing that, but the vest is sleeveless. And that's my inspiration. ;)
Rated: M
Length: 5.2K
Yongguk would swear all the way to his grave that it was an accident he ended up in that club.
The truth was though, he searched it out. When Himchan had told him about this little club he visited occasionally, where you could have anything you wanted for a price, he peaked Yongguk’s interest.
Being the son of one of the richest men in Seoul definitely had its perks. He never had to worry about money and he could take off of work pretty much whenever he wanted to.
But the downside was that he was always in the public eye, always being looked at, being judged, forced to be the boss to hundreds of men that he knew nothing about.
And he hated it. Hated having to call someone into his office and tell them they were fired, hated running board meetings at eight in the morning because his father was too strung out to get out of bed. Bang Yongguk absolutely despised being in charge.
So as soon as his secretary mentioned getting anything he desired as long as you had the right amount of pocket change?
Well color Yongguk intrigued.
He entered the gray nondescript door with a gulp. Tugging at the mask that covered his face for security reasons, he gave the woman at the desk a nod.
“Hello.” She smiled at him. “Can I help you?”
His eyes darted around the room nervously. “I’m a friend of Kim Himchan’s.”
Her grin brightened. “Ah yes, Himchan-ssi told us that he had recommended our business to a friend.” She picked up the receiver on the desk and told the person on the other line that there was a customer waiting. “You may go on in.” She told him, pointing to the black door on the side of the room.
Bowing slightly at her in thanks, he took quick steps to the door, wanting to get this over with before his nerves caused him to back out.
A happy, chubby-cheeked boy in a plain black suit greeted him when he entered, motioning him to sit at the seat across from his desk.
“Yoo Youngjae.” He greeted him, pointing to himself. “Any friend of Himchan’s is a friend of ours. But may I ask why you feel the need to wear a mask?”
Yongguk’s brow furrowed. “Privacy reasons.” He finally answered.
The shaggy blonde haired boy nodded. “I understand your concern. But we pride ourselves on being… Non discrete, if you will.”
Tugging the mask down below his chin, he tried to look intimidating to the smaller boy.
“Ah.” Youngjae smirked. “Himchan didn’t tell me he was going to be referring our club to the son of the largest drug dealer in Seoul.”
Yongguk snarled at the unwanted response. “My father is a banker.” Rumors of his where his father's riches came from had circulated for years, but Yongguk still tried to ignore them.
Youngjae’s eyes twinkled at his answer. “Only on paper, Bang Yongguk.” He rubbed his hands together and pulled out a large folder from his drawer. “So what can I interest you in tonight?” He thumbed through a few pages. “First things first, are you interested in a male or a female?”
His red cheeks gave the other boy his answer. “Okay, next question: What age range are you wanting?”
Sputtering, Yongguk’s mouth dropped open in shock. “What age ranges do you have?!”
Youngjae shrugged. “The employees here usually start at about sixteen. Most people pick from the seventeen to twenty-one bracket. After that they tend to be a little wore out.” He sat back in his chair and crossed his hands over his lap. “Why don’t you just tell me what you’re looking for and I’ll help you go from there.”
He picked nervously at his pants. This was what he was terrified to admit to someone. What if they thought it made him weak? Less of a man?
“And rest assured that any request you think is embarrassing is probably something I hear a dozen times a week.” Youngjae reassured him, trying to make him feel more comfortable.
“I want…” He began, having to clear his throat. “I want to be under someone’s control.”
Youngjae’s face remained passive. “You want a Dom then.” He tilted his head as if he was thinking for a second. “I know exactly who to place you with. He’s one of our most popular selections.”
His face paled at the price named, but Himchan had promised him that every penny was worth it, so he forked it over with no remorse.
Standing up, Youngjae told Yongguk to follow him. He led him down a dark hallway that consisted of thick metal doors running down each side. They finally stopped about halfway down, Youngjae opening it and ordering him to wait inside.
“You get an hour.” He told him before shutting the door behind him. “Make it count.”
Yongguk waited impatiently, his legs jiggling under him. He took the time to observe the room around him, flinching at some of the unfamiliar devices hanging on the walls. The room was painted black with one brick wall exposed, the only light coming from above, a single bulb swaying from the ceiling. It made the rooms shadows seem larger and more intimidating.
When the door opened, he jumped up out of instinct, the shock at the sight of the boy that entered evident on his face.
“What’s the matter, Yongguk?” The sweet voice and almost child-like face did not belong attached to that body. “Were you expecting someone else?” An eyebrow arched his direction, the tiny boy taking a step towards him.
Yongguk trailed his eyes over him, taking in every inch of his body. From his motorcycle boots, up his hard leather clad legs, over his opened black vest that revealed a sculpted torso and finally up to his light brown hair that kept falling into his small, curved eyes.
“What’s your name?” Yongguk asked nervously. He figured Youngjae would inform him of who Yongguk was, but he was curious as to who he was dealing with here.
The smaller boy shrugged and smiled innocently at him. “My name doesn’t matter. Just yours. You can call me Moon if you really want to.” He stepped closer to the frightened man and ran his gloved hand up his arm. “But I really prefer Master.”
He pushed Yongguk back down onto the hard bed behind him, the elder boy’s breaths stopping as he waited to see what would happen.
“So the boss says you want someone to dominate you?” Moon smirked and grabbed something off the far wall. Even though it was dark and his eyes weren’t adjusted, Yongguk could still tell that it was stick shaped. “Sounds like fun. I haven’t got to do this in ages.” He narrowed his eyes at the wide-eyed man on the bed. “We need to talk about limits first. What are yours?”
“L-Limits?” He shook his head. “I don’t… I don’t know what that means.”
The bright smile on the other boy’s face practically lit up the whole fucking room. “Is this your first time here?” His eyes blackened as he roamed them over Yongguk’s body. “That is excellent.”
Yongguk licked his suddenly dry lips, his eyes dropping down to focus on the black whip in Moon’s hands.
“Now,” He tapped the fringe on the end of it against Yongguk’s cheeks. “Limits. What do you want to happen or not want to happen? Scratches? Blood? Bruises? Penetration?”
The saliva in Yongguk’s mouth started working overtime at the erotic words coming out of those pretty lips. “I don’t know.” He whispered, his head lowering as he flushed a deep red. “Just do whatever you want.”
A leather covered finger ran across his jaw, pushing his face back up. “Don’t be embarrassed.” The other boy murmured sincerely, putting the whip off to the side of the bed and straddling him across the lap. “We can start off slow, okay? Let you feel it out for a second.” He smiled sweetly, convincing Yongguk that maybe this wouldn’t be as scary as he thought it would be. Maybe he was worried for nothing.
“We need a safe word.” Moon murmured hotly into his ear, his gloved hands gripping into Yongguk’s dark hair. “Do you have a preference?”
All Yongguk could do was shake his head, the tongue that was currently tracing its way across his neck was all he could concentrate on.
“Bunnies.” Moon told him, nibbling gently on his jawbone before running a small pink tongue across his bottom lip. “Your safe word is bunnies. Can you remember that?”
“Yes.” He replied, his eyes fluttering shut. His mouth opened, the smaller boy not wasting any time, his tongue charging inside, completely taking Yongguk over completely. The boy couldn’t be a day over seventeen, but he was already as skilled as he could ever get at kissing, his lips twisting and turning at exactly the right pace against his own.
Once the room was filled with their soft sighs and Yongguk’s gasps every time the other boy sunk his teeth into his flesh, then they both knew it was time to take it to the next level.
“Get on your knees.” Moon ordered, pulling away from his lips and grabbing his whip again.
Yongguk was still dazed from the best kiss of his life and could only stare at him glassy-eyed.
The look on his face had changed from sweet and caring to darker, letting him know who was in charge.
“I said,” The whip came down hard on his thigh, making Yongguk hiss in pain. “Get. On. Your. Knees.”
He complied, not sure if he wanted to be hit by the whip again. A part of him got a rush from the stinging sensation on his skin, but he figured that was just the adrenaline.
“Good boy.” Moon patted his head like a dog. “Now let’s go over the rules. I want you to look at the ground. You are not to look into my eyes. You are not to address me unless I ask you a question first.” The end of the whip brushed through his hair. “Do you understand, Yongguk?”
He nodded, not expecting the whip to slap harshly against his ass.
“What was that?”
“Yes!” He cried, clenching his fists together in his lap. “Yes, I understand!”
Moon suddenly crouched in front of him, trying to look into his eyes, but Yongguk wasn’t about to fall for that. “Yes, what?” He said slowly.
“Yes M-Master.” Yongguk croaked out.
“Good, good.” The changed in his personality confused him. Was this really going to be this way the whole time? The tiny boy changing from sweet to sadistic in the blink of an eye? Yongguk wasn’t sure if he was turned on or scared shitless.
A hand gripped into his hair and yanked him up to his feet. Even though he was a lot bigger than him, Yongguk knew his body was no match for those muscles rippling beneath that black vest.
“Towards the wall.” Moon ordered, pointing to the only empty wall in the room. When Yongguk got nearer, he saw metal rings embedded into the bricks near the floor.
Before he could move to stand against it, Moon stopped him.
“First, I want you to strip.” He demanded, throwing the whip down at his feet. Yongguk immediately brought his fingers up to undo the buttons on his shirt, but it was obviously not fast enough for the other boy.
Moon brought his hand up, slapping him across the cheek. “Faster.” He said simply.
This time Yongguk almost tripped trying to tug his jeans down his legs. He threw his shirt to the floor and stood in front of the stern-faced boy in just his boxers.
Eyes passed over his slightly muscular frame with obvious delight. A tongue came out to wet the thin lips as a smile spread across his face.
“Now why would someone who looks like that, be forced to visit a place like this to get what they want?” He murmured, trailing a finger down his ribs and over his abdomen.
Yongguk whimpered as the touch continued lower, over his boxers and teasingly circling his erection.
“Privacy.” He gasped out, his head tossed back against the wall when Moon tightened a thin chain around his wrists, pressing his leather-clad body against Yongguk’s bare, sensitive one.
“Mm?” He hummed, pushing him down to his knees and spreading his arms out to his sides. He attached the chain to the rings and stood up, giving him a sly smirk. “Why do you need privacy?”
Frightened eyes watched the smaller boy as he slowly slid the button down on his leather pants, pushing them to his knees. A whimper emerged from Yongguk’s throat as Moon’s cock was released from the tight material.
“B-Because of who I am.” He finally answered, licking his lips as Moon took a final step towards him, yanking back on his head.
“Now see, I don’t really care about that. You’re a nobody here, Yongguk. You're nothing. I’m in charge.” Moon told him flatly, tapping his cock on his plushy lips. “Now be a good boy and open your mouth or you won’t like what I do to you.”
Deep down, Yongguk honestly wanted to find out how else Moon would punish him, but the feel of his length running across his wet lips was too much for him to handle. Yongguk opened his mouth and gagged when he shoved himself inside without giving him a chance to get used to the feeling.
“Don’t fight me, Yongguk.” Moon murmured, snapping his hips forward, using the hand in his hair to guide him to the speed he wanted him to go. “Unless you want to give up.” He slowed his movements, shallowly thrusting as his head fell forward. “Just say the safe word, Yongguk. Show me you’re not man enough to handle me.”
Yongguk growled an angry response, the vibrations traveling through the other boy’s body making him hiss. He used what little give in the chains he had to push his head forward, swallowing him whole, his throat tightening around Moon’s cock.
“Fuck!” He moaned, entangling his fingers in Yongguk’s dark hair, fucking his mouth until he was afraid he was going to explode. But it was too early, he couldn’t end it this way. “You want more, Yongguk?” He breathed out heavily, reluctantly removing himself from the amazing heat inside the older boy’s mouth.
Nodding, Yongguk swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, tasting the pre-cum that had escaped as the other boy pulled away. He could feel his cock in his boxers straining painfully against the cotton. He was dying to be touched, but he knew the second Moon laid his hands on him that it would be all over.
“Sit back against the wall.” Moon demanded, pulling his leather pants back up over his slim hips. At least he kept them unzipped, Yongguk thought, eyeing the deep V the opening made.
He followed orders happily, settling back against the cold bricks, his arms still spread far to the sides. The other boy’s lips tilted up into a small smile at his eagerness before turning away to grab something off the same wall the whip came off of.
His eyes when he sauntered back to him were smug, causing Yongguk to worry that maybe he was enjoying watching him break beneath him even more than Yongguk was.
He held up a hand, revealing a studded strip that around his glove. “Do you know what these are, Yongguk?” He asked, pulling a ball gag out from behind his back with his other hand.
Before he could reply, Moon had pulled his hand back and swatted the spike-covered hand against his bare thigh. “That’s for looking into my eyes. The next one will be a lot more painful.” Prying his lips open, Moon shoved the gag into his mouth and wrapped it around his head. “As I was saying, these are my toys. Do you want me to play with you using my toys, Yongguk?”
Yongguk whined, tugging on the painful chains digging into his flesh. He stared at Moon’s boots, his head tilting up once to let him know he wanted to continue.
Moon smiled, loving how the older boy was becoming completely submissive to him. He grabbed his long, thin legs and pulled them towards him. “You are so beautiful.” He murmured, nuzzling his cheek against Yongguk’s throbbing erection. His tongue swiped against the wet patch darkening the material, flattening itself and trailing slowly up his chest. “Sometimes I have customers that I don’t want to touch for any amount of money.” Lips quirked up as they sucked one of his nipples up into his mouth. “But then someone like you comes in and makes my whole night worth it.”
The body underneath him was trembling by this point, the muffled whimpering around the gag the only sound in the room.
“I bet I can make you cum without even touching your cock, couldn’t I?” Moon sounded amused as he scraped the studded glove across his abdomen. The tanned flesh reddened and puckered under the abuse. “Let’s try, hm?”
He hooked his fingers into the man’s boxers, yanking them off with one pull. Yongguk moaned behind the ball as the cool air hit his heated length. Moon laughed as Yongguk arched his hips towards him, trying to get him to touch where he needed it the most.
“Calm down.” He told him, holding his hips down so that he couldn’t move. “Or you’ll get this smacked against places you don’t want.” Raising an eyebrow, he passed the glove in front of his face.
Yongguk’s body hesitantly relaxed under him. Grinning, Moon spread his legs apart and attached his teeth to the soft spot between his thighs and his dick.
The other boy flinched, his muscles tightening as he tried hard not to buck up into his Master’s face. He turned his face into his shoulder and tried to hide his cries as he felt a tongue lapping at the bruised area.
“If I take off the gag, will you be a good boy and not make any noise?” Moon asked, sitting back up and pulling his vest down off his shoulders. Yongguk nodded, his eyes trained on the smaller boy’s stomach, not daring to look into his eyes again. “Good boy.” He untied the gag and threw it off to the side before jumping into his lap and molding their lips back together.
Yongguk had to purposely pull on the chains, hoping the pain from them digging into him would take his mind off of the other boy’s tongue sweeping through his mouth and his leather covered ass rocking roughly against his erection.
“You’re being so obedient.” He was praised as Moon’s teeth traveled down his jaw. “Maybe I should reward you.”
“Yes!” Yongguk cried, realizing before word was even out that he had made a big mistake.
Moon stiffened, his body immediately leaving Yongguk’s. He clicked his tongue and wagged a finger in his face. “Bad, bad boy.” He scolded, slapping the painful studs on his hand against Yongguk’s thigh again and again.
Yongguk bit his lip and clenched his eyes shut as the pain ricocheted through his body. He curled his body up into a ball as best as he could and tried to appear as submissive as possible.
“Are you done disobeying me?” Moon’s voice was stern even though the touch of his finger on Yongguk’s spine was feather light.
He nodded, still not daring to uncover his body.
“I asked you a question, Yongguk.” His time the tone was a little darker, strong hands forcing his legs back apart.
“Yes.” Yongguk choked out as a pair of fingers walked themselves up his inner thighs. “Yes, Master!”
Moon growled low in his throat as the pad of his finger pressed against his entrance. He didn’t bother to remove his glove as he entered him without warning.
Yongguk cried out as the finger itself inside of him, the sharp prickling of the glove’s spikes rubbing against his sensitive skin. He tried to hold himself still, keep his voice quiet, but when the leather covered digit pressed against his walls, he completely lost it.
The smaller boy had to hold him down as he came violently, his head cracking painfully against the brick wall behind him. His body spasmed for a few seconds as he came down from his high.
He was still a little delirious, disobeying as he looked up into Moon’s amused eyes.
“I told you.” Moon said, not wanting to punish him when he wasn’t even aware of what was happening. “I said I could get you off without even touching your cock.”
Undoing the chains, he dragged the half-asleep boy over to the bed, throwing him down face first. “Unfortunately, we still have almost thirty minutes left. So you’re going to have to wake up and finish what you started.” He tugged down his pants to his knees and quickly slipped a condom on before crawling over top of the other boy’s back. “It’s not polite to cum before your Master does.”
Yongguk turned to look at him and blearily blinked his eyes. He nodded and pulled his body up to his knees and leaned over onto his elbows.
Moon grabbed his arms, pulling them behind his back so that his body fell forward pressing his face firmly against the mattress. He wrapped the chain back around his wrists so that he couldn’t move them and gave it a tug to get the other boy’s attention.
“You better snap back, Yongguk. Don’t make me embarrassed that you couldn’t even handle thirty minutes with me.” He cocked his head to the side and pouted. “Are you really an old man already?”
Hissing, Yongguk shoved his ass up higher and spread his legs farther apart for him, giving the smug boy exactly what he wanted.
“If I was in a polite mood, I’d prepare you.” Moon informed him, kissing his way up his spine. “But I’m not. So you’re just going to have to deal with it.”
Without waiting for him to respond, he rocked his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt inside of him. He groaned at the extreme tightness of the unprepared boy, not even bothering to take his time and let him adjust to the feeling.
Yongguk let out a pained cry as the sharp pain coursed through his back. He couldn’t help but feel surprised at the fact that his dick was responding to the treatment, already standing half-hard underneath him.
“Does it feel good?” Moon grunted into his ear, running his hand across Yongguk’s unblemished skin, enjoying the way the new scratches puffed up instantly.
Mumbling a muffled “Yes Master”, Yongguk felt his hips move on their own volition, jerking up to meet the other boy’s every thrust.
“You like being someone’s bitch, don’t you.” The sound of a chuckle rumbled through Yongguk’s ears. “You would probably spread your legs for anyone.” A sharp bite on his shoulder blade had the older boy keening loudly as he bucked back. He could feel Moon’s smooth chest against his clenched fists, but his arms were already so numb that he couldn’t even muster the energy to touch him.
Moon reached around and gripped onto his cock, now fully hard and already leaking. “You’re going to cum when I tell you to, aren’t you Yongguk.” His voice may have sounded sweet, but the authority was deep in his tone.
“Y-Yes Master.” Yongguk gasped, sinking his teeth into his fleshy bottom lip, the coppery taste of blood filling his mouth.
A yank of his hips had him arched in a new direction, loud screams filling the room as Moon brushed against his prostate with every thrust.
“Quiet.” He yelled, raining powerful blows down on his ass.
Yongguk could feel his toes curling at the feel of the other boy’s cock sliding smoothly through him. He bit into his tongue, trying to keep himself quiet, but when Moon decided to speed things up, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold it back for long.
The only sounds in the room were the soft pants and groans from behind him and the wet slapping sound of skin against skin. Yongguk’s stomach tightened and he knew he was going to cum soon, even if he was frightened at what Moon would do to him. There was no way he could hold out when the tip of the other boy’s cock was pressed firmly against his far wall, making him see stars with every jerk of his hips.
“Do you want to cum, Yongguk?” Moon breathed heavily against his neck. The hand on his cock tightened almost to the point of hurting.
He nodded and managed to croak out an acceptable reply, his whole body heating up, muscles shaking, sweat pooling in the mussed up hair around his temples, until the moment when a deep growl erupted from behind him, his insides warming as Moon filled him completely.
The sharp prick on his earlobe had him whining as the other boy rode out his orgasm, his nails digging into Yongguk’s slender hips.
“Cum for me.” He ordered, Yongguk’s cock complying before he had even finished his sentence. The thick ropes hit the bed below him as Yongguk collapsed, his whole body shivering in pain and relief.
Moon untied his hands and rubbed them gently to get circulation back in them. He smiled brightly, his whole face lighting up, when Yongguk finally was able to sit back up beside him.
“Do you feel better?” He asked, kissing his shoulder gently. “Get what you needed?”
“Mm.” Yongguk was barely able to blink, much less form a coherent thought at the moment. He welcomed the tug into the other boy’s arms, nuzzling his face against the crook of his neck. “Thanks.”
“Don’t mention it.” Moon chuckled, brushing his matted hair away from his face. “Anytime you need a stress reliever just come see me, okay?”
Yongguk frowned, “You mean I can come back?”
The giggle above him was almost childlike in its sweetness. “Sure, why couldn’t you? As long as you have the money then Youngjae would let you in every night.”
Grinning to himself, the elder boy was already trying to figure out in his head when he would be able to visit again. “And I can see you?”
Moon pressed his lips against his, “I’d be kind of offended if you requested someone else.” He murmured, tangling their fingers together. “And besides,” His tongue flicked against Yongguk’s swollen lips. “I’m not quite finished with you yet.”
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“So I heard you had a good weekend.” Himchan grinned slyly at him as he entered the office the following Monday, crossing his arms behind his head as he leaned back on his chair legs. “Who’d you see, huh?”
Yongguk shrugged, his ears turning red. “That’s really none of your business.”
The black-haired boy rolled his eyes and waved him off. “Yeah well, it was me who recommended the place to you. You can at least give me something. Just tell me their name at least.”
The fact that he liked both girls and boys was something that Yongguk had never wanted to divulge to someone he knew personally. He wasn’t ashamed of it, but he knew information like that was worth more than gold in some people’s hands.
Himchan waited patiently for him to respond before finally huffing. “Just tell me they didn’t stick you with Zelo at least.” His gaze turned deadly. “I don’t want to have to share my toy with someone I work with.”
“Zelo?” Yongguk looked confused. “You visit a boy?”
Raising an eyebrow at him, Himchan crossed his arms angrily. “He’s cute and innocent and I get off on that. You got a problem with it?”
He shook his head rapidly. “N-No, not at all.” He scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly at him. “They put me with Moon.”
The other boy’s jaw dropped and his chair fell forward with a bang. “You got to see Moon?!” He cried incredulously. “I tried for weeks to get in to see him when I first started and Youngjae refused every time! He’s practically royalty down there! Youngjae doesn’t give him to just anyone.”
Yongguk frowned. “He just asked what I was wanting and I told him. I didn’t pick him personally or anything.”
Himchan muttered childishly under his breath at the unfairness of it all. “At least they didn’t give you to Zelo…” His eyes brightened. “So what did you ask for? Employee and overly friendly boss? Best friend who isn’t aware of your feelings? Fan who meets their favorite idol? Cross-dressing? Ooh, what about you thought he died but then you’re suddenly re-“
“Himchan!” His blush had spread across his cheeks and he looked around to make sure no one was listening. “It was none of those and it is none of your business!” Yongguk hissed, storming towards his office and slamming the door shut behind him.
He threw himself into his desk chair and rubbed his eyes tiredly. The beeping of his intercom turning on had him gritting his teeth in anger.
“Come on,” Himchan’s raspy voice came out through the speaker. “Just tell me. Why are you acting so embarrassed over it? I’ll tell you what Zelo and I do if you want. He dresses up in a school uniform and smarts off in class and I’m the teacher who has to discipline hi-“
Yongguk slammed the receiver down, shutting the intercom off. He was already developing a headache from his overly chatty secretary and the day had just started.
The intercom beeped again making him slam his face onto the desk. “Come on, Guk. The only way you would be embarrassed would be if you thought I would be ashamed of it. And trust me, I am not ashamed of anything. I mean, it’s not like you bottomed for the kid or anything.” His deep laugh bellowed loudly, cutting off when he realized Yongguk was silent. “Guk?” He sounded suspicious. “You didn’t let that tiny boy top you, did you?” The silence was all the answer he needed as his guffaws echoed around the room when he couldn’t control his snorts and giggles. “Oh man, you totally bottomed, did-“
Yongguk picked up the receiver and pulled it loose from the wall, throwing it roughly against the door, effectively shutting up the loud boy outside.
He was going to have to get a new secretary…
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Imagine Jongup wearing that, but the vest is sleeveless. And that's my inspiration. ;)