Exo-Politics ; KrisYeol ; NC-17
"I just--"
"Shut up, don't forget that you're getting extra credits for doing this."
Kris grabbed onto the waistline of Chanyeol's unbuckled trousers, pulling them away roughly together with the younger's briefs. He was flaccid. There was absolutely no way he would get excited in a situation like this. All he'd really wanted was for a couple extra credits to get him into the summer school which his father had expected him to. Why was it so damn hard for a student to get extra points without resulting in sexual favors for teachers?
Chanyeol sobs into his palms as he feels the love Kris pours while kissing every part of his body. It was so wrong -- Kris was married, had a wife and their baby girl was coming soon.
It was so wrong... but it just felt so damn right.
"No one would ever have to know..." Kris whispers as he pries Chanyeol's legs apart.
Kris has the tip of his tongue slightly touching the wrinkled muscles. He licks it, only to get a soft kick on his bare back by Chanyeol's socked feet. Kris chuckles as he sees the way Chanyeol has his fingers digging into the sheets, left hand gripping onto his own abdomen.
"I hope you've shit earlier on."
Chanyeol looks straight into Kris's eyes, full of confusion and ohmygod he's sticking his finger into my butt.
Kris licks the side of his finger as he continued to let it slide into Chanyeol. The latter had his mouth wide open as he felt Kris pushing another finger in, spreading his anus and digging his tongue in.
"N-no--"
Chanyeol was gasping for air, the feeling of Kris's tongue rubbing against his stretched muscles was such a turn on. He knew he had lost it the moment he looked down; his penis painfully erected, and Kris. Kris was sucking on his asshole as though it had treasure in it -- and he was staring straight into his eyes.
Kris is so hot.
"No mo- aagh--" Chanyeol couldn't even finish his sentence.
Kris was moving up -- dragging his tongue out of his anus and up to his balls. He lazily placed his hands on Chanyeol's inner thighs, squeezing them and the back of his brain seemed to gain an ego boost as Chanyeol's breath hitches.
Pushing himself on his knees, Kris pulls Chanyeol up to a sitting position. It took a little longer than expected for Kris to throw off his own trousers to a corner of the room, but he simpers when Chanyeol's dazed look dissipates into something of surprise. Yeah, Kris has the motherfucking full package. He is the perfect set.
"This is going to be in you soon, baby." Kris teases, "Better get 'round to knowing it, then."
Chanyeol whimpers as Kris pushes his thick penis past his lips -- sucking a cock was so fucking different than how they'd pictured in porn. A real cock was so rubbery, and it stinks. It tasted bitter and was so heavy in his mouth... He didn't understand how porn stars could act as if it was a bloody delicacy... because he sure as hell couldn't.
Chanyeol chokes on Kris's pre-cum dripping onto the back of his tongue, and the way his balls would lightly slap against Chanyeol's chin was disgusting. The low and feral grunts that Kris would let out sounded worse.
He scrunches his nose when Kris pushes him down into a position where he was kneeling. Chanyeol whimpers when he hears the ruffle of plastic and the squeaking of squeezed liquid. He tenses up, the knot in his shoulder blades getting more excruciating as Kris places a hand onto the middle of his upper back, pushing him down, then grasping onto his hips tightly and pulling them up.
"Yeah... This is just like how I've imagined us having sex to be. Face down... and your perfect ass up."
Chanyeol clamped his eyes shut, tears escaping as he feels Kris pushing his cock in. This is so wrong. His fingers only further secured their place on the duvet in blue (lovingly chosen by Kris's wife), nails digging into the silk and the left side of his face buried into the soft material.
No- No! "It hur- ah!"
He was a tight fit -- so hot and oh.
So this was how it felt to fuck a boy.
Fuck a boy with a tight ass.
A virgin tight ass.
"Call me Mr. Wu." Kris whispers.
"Nnh--"
"Do it!" Kris grunts out, right hand reaching out to slap Chanyeol's ass as hard as he could.
"Mr- Wu..." Chanyeol bemoans, obviously shocked over Kris hitting him.
"Oh fuckin'- Shit yes Chanyeol, you feel so good on the inside." Kris leers.
Chanyeol's legs were quaking out of soreness. He was screaming himself hoarse as Kris thrusts into him hard; voice no longer seem to be able to project themselves. If it was really so wrong, why did it feel so right... so good?
"Mr W- Ungh-!"
"Yeah, baby?"
Kris was a fully grown man, easily towering over Chanyeol. His body bent over, covering the younger male's and leaving kisses over Chanyeol's shoulder. "You're so skinny, y'know that?"
"Hnngh-"
Kris licked the shell of Chanyeol's ear, hips still moving; slowly and deeply. He was so skilled... so... precise. "You're so beautiful, Chanyeol."
Chanyeol jerked when Kris shifted a hand to pull on his nipple, was sex just this good in general or was Kris just a fucking sex god? His face flushed pink and the lower half of his body was feeling so warm. His breath hitched when Kris started alternating his speed, thrusting in like a jackhammer in a second -- then as though they were making sweet, sweet love in the next.
"Why didn't I meet you first?" Kris breathlessly mumbles into Chanyeol's ear, "You're so fucking beautiful."
And it didn't matter if the entire of Chanyeol's face was covered in sweat, because Kris was peppering kisses across, gently placing his lips on Chanyeol's very own. They were kissing like shy high-school students -- that was till Kris shoved his tongue down the other's throat, a hand supporting the back of Chanyeol's head.
Chanyeol had been taken aback when Kris pulled away, a fragile thread of saliva connecting their tongues. "I need to be closer to you." Kris murmurs, pulling out.
Sitting back and leaning against the bedframe, Kris tuck one leg under the other, pulling Chanyeol to sit on his lap. "Put it in yourself." he whispers coyly.
Looking dazed, Chanyeol only nodded his head while leaning back a little. Supporting himself on his knees and a hand on Kris's shoulder, he grabbed onto the other's condom-covered penis and slowly inserted it in his anus. Tightening his grip on Kris's shoulder and biting down on his lower lip, Chanyeol impaled himself fully on the hard cock.
"Yeah--" Kris groans, "this position is much better. I can-- ugh-- feel you so much deeper!"
Chanyeol was swallowing his saliva hard. He has never had any sexual intimacy with another before, he'd never been masturbated before! This was... mind-blowing.
"Mr Wu- I-I- Hah- Hnnnh..." and Chanyeol came, clenching on Kris's penis.
Kris couldn't help but be a little disappointed -- he was far from coming!
"Just... Gimme a minute or two..."
Pushing both of them down, Kris was laying on top Chanyeol; the latter's legs spread wide with Kris in between.
Chanyeol was sore and sensitive, every thrust that Kris gave was agonizingly torturous. It felt as though his internal organs were on fire. "Come on baby, let me hear those moans you were making earlier on." Kris whispered before moving to suck on his neck.
Chanyeol felt so humiliated. He didn't even know he was making such sounds till Kris said so. Now that he'd been snapped out of his reverie, all he could feel was painful and harsh stabbing in his ass.
"It hur-"
"Get out!"
What?
"Get out," Sunny murmurs, "get off my bed!" she starts screaming.
Everything that happened went past in a blur, the next thing Chanyeol knew was that Kris's wife was home and pushing him off their shared bed -- witnessing her straight husband fucking his male student in the ass.
"Hey, lay off the boy!" Kris shouts, grabbing onto Sunny's arm, "Go, quick! I'll call you later."
Kris didn't really contact Chanyeol after. All Chanyeol knew was that his overall mark had shot up all of a sudden, allowing him to apply to one of the most prestigious summer schools in the district.
Chanyeol wasn't really the teacher's pet in Chemistry class anymore, and according to the rumors around, Chanyeol had a tiny crush on Kris, and got rejected after.
There were no longer voluntary raises of hands from Chanyeol during Chemistry lab sessions, and Kris no longer asked of Chanyeol to speak up during class.
But as usual -- late after school, at six in the evening, Kris would excuse himself from the teachers' lounge and went to the male's washroom where Chanyeol would be waiting.
And there it all continued.
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Hi! I'm back with another KrisYeol pwp (or with just a little plot ;_;) and I hope you guys liked it. I really really hope you will comment (if you read it) but it's not a necessity as always. Nonetheless, whether you comment or not, thank you so much for reading it!