Not so much.
Jiyong quickly locked the door when he entered his room, pulling the curtains closed and turning the radio onto some random pop station, before dumped the contents of his bag out onto the floor beside his bed. He grabbed a brown bag and smiled.
Jiyong had a secret, something that no one knew, not his parents nor his best friend. Jiyong lay back on the bed and opened the bag. Inside where some porno magazines he’d snuck away to the down town to buy with his fake id. Jiyong was secretly a rebel, not mention he was very much in the closet. He liked to go downtown after school, flaunt his fake id, run around in the sex shops and check out what new American rock albums were out…
He set the magazines under his bed and then grabbed the box that lay in the bag… He smiled again before quickly changing out of his uniform and then claiming the bathroom. Two hours latter Jiyong walked back into his room. “Fuck, it’s too bright.” He muttered to himself as he touched his now platinum blonde. “Schools going to eat me…”
He decided to worry about his hair later, it kinda looked cool. There was something else he bought.
Jiyong leaned over his bed and grabbed his magazines and tossed them onto the bed. He then opened his copy of Wuthering Heights to reveal a cut out center that now held a small bag filled with pot, a lighter, and some rolling paper. He checked the lock on his door before opening a window and toking up.
After his second joint Jiyong flopped onto his bed and began looking through his magazines. He was proud of the fact that he actually bought a girls porno instead of chickening out and buying a stereotypical male porno. His mind wandered as he started flipping through. Most of the cocks on display were very alluring, but very intimidating… Jiyong eyed a particular guy. He was dressed in some punk fashion and was posing on a motorbike with some chick. She had her back to him as he took her from behind. He started to wonder what it would be like if he was there in place of the girl, how it would feel to grip the handle bars for support as some guy pounded into him from behind. Jiyong’s hand wandered down to his pants as he worked to get the zipper off.
He closed his eyes as he jerked himself off to the image while picturing himself in the woman’s position. He came with a breathy moan, staining the front of his pants.
He frowned at himself when it was over, suddenly feeling very dirty and like he was missing something.
~*~*~*~*~
Young bae wouldn’t stop laughing. Jiyong had been driving for about twenty minutes and he never stopped laughing.
“It’s not that funny. I wanted it to be lighter…”
“Oh it’s lighter that’s for sure!”
“Shut up! I’m going back to get a different color.”
“You should leave it, it looks awesome.”
“Shut up.”
“Girls are totally going to dig the color. I mean come one, nothing screams bad ass like white blonde hair!”
“I hate you. I wanted it to be lighter. I didn’t realize how much lighter it would come out to be…”
Young bae started laughing all over again before he finally stopped and collected himself. “Are you planning on going back today? There’s a record store down there I want to check out.”
“Um… Sure… Will you be able to get in; a lot of the shops are eighteen and older only.”
“I should be able to… If not you can get me in right?”
Jiyong shrugged as they pulled into the schools parking lot. “We’ll see later, meet me here after lunch.”
“Are we skipping class?”
“Yeah, I’ve to be home by 4, you know that.”
Young bae nodded a bit before exiting the vehicle.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The reason you needed an Id when going into most of the downtown shops was because most of them were hookah bars, smoke shops, and sex shops. There was a few record stores that had hookah sections in the back, so that you can listen to your new records while obtaining a high without having to wait, others had peep shows. After a quick clothing change the two of them head down town, and Jiyong realized that the record store Young bae had chosen happened to contain both. Jiyong eyed him as he parked the car. “Are you sure this is the right store?”
“Yeah, that’s the one. I’m looking for a record, not for a fix.”
“Yeah, I know that… I just can’t believe you want to go to this one when we could go to the clean one uptown.”
“The clean one uptown only sells censored albums. The one I want needs to be uncensored.”
Jiyong raised his eyebrows as they got out of the car. “Alrighty then, shale we.”
“Yo, kids, Id’s please.” A tall guy with floppy brown hair said as they walked into the record store. Jiyong nodded and handed over his fake Id and Young bae handed over his student Id.
“Kid, you’re too young.” The guy said as he eyed Young bae, “And this one looks like a fake.”
“Daesung, let them in. I know the blonde, he can babysit the other.” Someone with a deep voice called from behind a magazine. He was leaning back in a chair with his feet propped up on the counter, face hidden by said magazine.
“Oh yeah, smart ass, what’s his name.” The one named Daesung said as he turned to the one behind the magazine.
“Fuck if I know, we meet at Teddy’s shop a few days ago. He’s tight, has some fresh green, of both kinds and he’s good at sharing all kinds of love.”
Jiyong started fidgeting with the strap of his bag. He really wasn’t sure if Young Bae knew what they were talking about and he was hoping he didn’t. Young bae knew he toked up now and then, what he didn’t know was the last part… Jiyong didn’t want his friend to know that he was gay… and apparently this guy had seen him in his favorite coffee shop. It was his favorite coffee shop because he liked to try their tea and get pot, but occasionally he’d get hit on by some guy and Jiyong would occasionally take them up on it… Not like they knew they were participating in illegal activities.
Daesung stared at the guy for a few minutes. “You’re saying it passed at Teddy’s place, this id I mean?”
“Yep, bought some extra green before he left, Teddy scanned it and he passed.”
Jiyong shuddered a bit. The guy had the most beautiful voice he’d ever heard. It was like the wave lengths that made up his voice were fucking his ear drums in order to create sound.
“Alright, you two are cool. Except you, um - Young bae? - Yeah you, you’ve to stay up front. I’ll be keeping my eye on you. ” Daesung said while handing them their id’s back.
Taeyang nods and heads over to the records with Jiyong tailing him.
“You, um - Jiyong - You’re free to wander if you want. We’ve some shows in the back, as well as some black and white rooms. Anything sound interesting?”
“Not at the moment. I might check out a white room latter though."
Jiyong couldn’t help but look over to the guy behind the magazine every so often; he said he knew Jiyong which meant Jiyong was intrigued because he was sure he didn’t know the guy. Meaning, how could you forget a voice as hot as that?!
After a while Jiyong decided he needed to talk to the guy again. So he walked up to the counter where the guy sat still reading his magazine, which upon closer observation Jiyong discovered he was thumbing through a woman’s porn magazine the exact same issue Jiyong was beating off too last night. “So you know me?” Jiyong asked as he began to look through some of the room listings.
White rooms meant you were providing your own smokes, black meant you were buying some from their supply. Jiyong preferred to bring his own because most shops had limited stock and the good stuff always sold out first.
“Maybe, does it get you hot thinking that I do?”
Jiyong snorted at the comment, so what if he was a little right, after all the guy had a voice that just sounded like the best kind of sex. Jiyong was just starting to wonder if that’s all he had going for him when the guy put the magazine cover down, showing off a page to Jiyong… The exact page he’d used to entertain himself with last night.
“Like what you see?” The guy asked and Jiyong wasn’t sure if he meant himself or the image, Jiyong decided it’d be best if he didn’t say anything, and the guy seemed to catch Jiyong’s hesitation. “In the rooms I mean.” He explained.
Jiyong shrugged. “Eh, I’m still debating on getting one…”
“Well if it will help you decide, I’m about to go on my break and wouldn’t mind buying the room if you brought the green.”
Jiyong looked at the guy for a moment. This guy had a face to match that sexy voice of his, and normally Jiyong would instantly want to jump him. But today he had Taeyang with him.
“I’ll be right back.” Jiyong said before quickly walking over to Taeyang. “Hey buddy!” He greeted happily.
“What do you want?” Taeyang mumbled back as he flipped through the CD’s.
“I’m going to go into the back and have a smoke. I’ll be gone for about an hour, can you handle yourself until then?”
“Yeah yeah, I’ll just go to the coffee shop across the street.”
“I’d recommend the one on the corner, might be easier for you to get in.”
Jiyong smiled as he walked back over to the guy. “Deal.” He said. The guy smiled before saying something to his coworker and then leading Jiyong into the white room.
~*~*~*~*~
Jiyong laughed a bit as he scooted closer to the guy. “So, what’s your name?” He asked as he took the joint away from him.
“Seung hyun, yours?” The guy responded as he watched Jiyong inhaled his drag.
“Cool name,” Jiyong responded passing the joint back over.
After about 30 minutes they’d manage to smoke two joins and were about half way into the third one when Jiyong giggled his way into Seung hyun’s lap his knees trapping the older on either side. Seung hyun didn’t seem to mind, he just laughed and lightly placed his hands around Jiyong’s waist. “Well hello there Jiyong.”
“Hey there, Seung hyun.” Jiyong drawled out laughing some more as he put his forehead onto Seung hyun’s. “How you doing?” he said again with a smile before taking another drag.
Seung hyun chuckled lightly. “Oh Jiyong I think you’re a little too stoned kid.”
“Psh, who you calling kid? You can’t be much older than me.” He said before leaning back and putting the joint down in the ashtray.
“I’m twenty two, I believe your id said you were eighteen?”
“Nineteen, you’re not that much older than me…” Jiyong mumbled as he leaned in and nudged at Seung hyun’s cheek while his hands traced along his hair line along his neck. Jiyong had made a rule to always kiss them first, he just liked to be the one to make the first move, which is exactly what he did. Jiyong leaned in and closed the distance between them and lightly touched his lips to Seung hyun’s.
Seung hyun reacted by placing his hand on the back of Jiyong’s neck and pulling him in closer. Jiyong moaned lightly when Seung hyun’s tongue found its way to Jiyong’s mouth. To Jiyong, Seung hyun tasted like life sweet but with a major kick. Maybe it was just the pot talking…
Seung hyun pulled back too soon for Jiyong’s likings. “Have to get back soon.” He muttered as he pushed Jiyong back. Jiyong frowned and pulled Seung hyun back in for another kiss, only to be pushed back again. “No really, I’ve to get back to work.”
“After this,” Jiyong muttered as he went for another kiss. Seung hyun kissed him and pulled back for a third time.
“Alright, I’m convinced, let me text my coworker alright.”
Jiyong nodded and Seung hyun pulled out his phone, sending a quick message before grabbing Jiyong and pulling him back in for a kiss. Jiyong moaned loudly and grabbed at Seung hyun’s belt.
“You’re a fast one ain’t cha,” Seung hyun laughed as Jiyong pulled his jeans down before grinding his hips into them.
“I’m sorry do you wanna trade poems first?” Jiyong remarked before nipping at Seung hyun’s neck leaving a few marks in his wake.
Seung hyun laughed as he pulled Jiyong’s jeans down, and shoving his hand into his boxers gripping his cock. “I figured you’d want to, you look the type.”
“I’d rather suck your cock first, you can read me some poems later.” Jiyong said before pushing Seung hyun back and pulling his boxers down.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Twenty minutes later Taeyang watched as Jiyong walked into the coffee shop. He flagged him down and noticed the sudden change in posture shrugging it off blaming the pot. “You ready to go?”
Jiyong nodded and looked at the time “Yeah, we’d better hurry, I’ve to be home soon before my parents get there. Seung ri’s going to stop by tonight for a study group, you wanna join us?”
Taeyang nodded as they got into the car, “Sounds like a good idea, we’ve that history test tomorrow.”
Jiyong nodded, “Yeah, I can’t afford to lose my perfect 4.5 gpa.” He laughed as they headed off towards the house.
“I don’t know how you do it Ji. Honor roll while skipping class the most…” Taeyang laughed.
“Easy, I’ve to sign into my last three classes, so I just pay Seung ri to do it. The rest is just me keeping up on my homework.”
Jiyong reached Taeyang’s house in no time. It wasn’t hard finding your way to their houses. Jiyong, Taeyang, and their good friend Seung ri all lived in the uptown. All had parents that were hard working business men at some tobacco company, which just meant that they all lived in uppity houses and occasionally had protesters outside their houses throwing red paint and picketing until the cops dragged them away.
Jiyong was bored with his life, he just couldn’t understand why Taeyang and Seung ri just accepted the plainness that came with living here.
Jiyong just got out of his car when a motorbike pulled up into his driveway. Jiyong stared, no one he knew drove a motorbike, and then the guy took off his helmet.
“Seung hyun?” Jiyong asked confused.
“Yeah, um… You forgot your belt buckle…” Seung hyun stated as he pulled a belt buckle out from his back pocket and handed it to Jiyong, “Looked expensive, so I figured it was important.”
Jiyong eyed the belt buckle and laughed. “That’s your belt buckle, I’m not even wearing a belt.”
Seung hyun shuffled a bit and laughed, “Ah… well… shit.”
Jiyong shook his head a bit and stared, “Look you need to leave, today was fun and all but you can’t come over.”
“Yeah, sorry about the whole stalking thing, but um… You know next time you wanna hit the green you should come back to the shop. You can get the room this time.”
Jiyong laughed. “Alright, I’ll keep that in mind, but you really have to go.”
Seung hyun laughed and walked back to the bike.
“Oh hey! Your belt buckle!” Jiyong called as he started the bike.
“Keep it, you can bring it back later.” Seung hyun said before putting his helmet on and riding away.
Jiyong sat in his room later that night after Seung ri and Taeyang had come over. He was exhausted and just wanted to go to bed, but his mind had other ideas. Looking over to the belt buckle that lay on the table Jiyong suddently remembered it’s owner rode a motorcycle, and the he just couldn’t get the image out of his head. Seung hyun on that motorcycle, riding Jiyong hard into the leather… Jiyong found himself mixing fantasy with what he remembered from their little show early that day and before he wanted to he was coming all over the inside of his jeans.
Something inside him was saying that Seung hyun was going to be nothing but trouble… but was Jiyong listening, no way…
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Alright I hope you guys like it! ^^
Jiyong had a secret, something that no one knew, not his parents nor his best friend. Jiyong lay back on the bed and opened the bag. Inside where some porno magazines he’d snuck away to the down town to buy with his fake id. Jiyong was secretly a rebel, not mention he was very much in the closet. He liked to go downtown after school, flaunt his fake id, run around in the sex shops and check out what new American rock albums were out…
He set the magazines under his bed and then grabbed the box that lay in the bag… He smiled again before quickly changing out of his uniform and then claiming the bathroom. Two hours latter Jiyong walked back into his room. “Fuck, it’s too bright.” He muttered to himself as he touched his now platinum blonde. “Schools going to eat me…”
He decided to worry about his hair later, it kinda looked cool. There was something else he bought.
Jiyong leaned over his bed and grabbed his magazines and tossed them onto the bed. He then opened his copy of Wuthering Heights to reveal a cut out center that now held a small bag filled with pot, a lighter, and some rolling paper. He checked the lock on his door before opening a window and toking up.
After his second joint Jiyong flopped onto his bed and began looking through his magazines. He was proud of the fact that he actually bought a girls porno instead of chickening out and buying a stereotypical male porno. His mind wandered as he started flipping through. Most of the cocks on display were very alluring, but very intimidating… Jiyong eyed a particular guy. He was dressed in some punk fashion and was posing on a motorbike with some chick. She had her back to him as he took her from behind. He started to wonder what it would be like if he was there in place of the girl, how it would feel to grip the handle bars for support as some guy pounded into him from behind. Jiyong’s hand wandered down to his pants as he worked to get the zipper off.
He closed his eyes as he jerked himself off to the image while picturing himself in the woman’s position. He came with a breathy moan, staining the front of his pants.
He frowned at himself when it was over, suddenly feeling very dirty and like he was missing something.
~*~*~*~*~
Young bae wouldn’t stop laughing. Jiyong had been driving for about twenty minutes and he never stopped laughing.
“It’s not that funny. I wanted it to be lighter…”
“Oh it’s lighter that’s for sure!”
“Shut up! I’m going back to get a different color.”
“You should leave it, it looks awesome.”
“Shut up.”
“Girls are totally going to dig the color. I mean come one, nothing screams bad ass like white blonde hair!”
“I hate you. I wanted it to be lighter. I didn’t realize how much lighter it would come out to be…”
Young bae started laughing all over again before he finally stopped and collected himself. “Are you planning on going back today? There’s a record store down there I want to check out.”
“Um… Sure… Will you be able to get in; a lot of the shops are eighteen and older only.”
“I should be able to… If not you can get me in right?”
Jiyong shrugged as they pulled into the schools parking lot. “We’ll see later, meet me here after lunch.”
“Are we skipping class?”
“Yeah, I’ve to be home by 4, you know that.”
Young bae nodded a bit before exiting the vehicle.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The reason you needed an Id when going into most of the downtown shops was because most of them were hookah bars, smoke shops, and sex shops. There was a few record stores that had hookah sections in the back, so that you can listen to your new records while obtaining a high without having to wait, others had peep shows. After a quick clothing change the two of them head down town, and Jiyong realized that the record store Young bae had chosen happened to contain both. Jiyong eyed him as he parked the car. “Are you sure this is the right store?”
“Yeah, that’s the one. I’m looking for a record, not for a fix.”
“Yeah, I know that… I just can’t believe you want to go to this one when we could go to the clean one uptown.”
“The clean one uptown only sells censored albums. The one I want needs to be uncensored.”
Jiyong raised his eyebrows as they got out of the car. “Alrighty then, shale we.”
“Yo, kids, Id’s please.” A tall guy with floppy brown hair said as they walked into the record store. Jiyong nodded and handed over his fake Id and Young bae handed over his student Id.
“Kid, you’re too young.” The guy said as he eyed Young bae, “And this one looks like a fake.”
“Daesung, let them in. I know the blonde, he can babysit the other.” Someone with a deep voice called from behind a magazine. He was leaning back in a chair with his feet propped up on the counter, face hidden by said magazine.
“Oh yeah, smart ass, what’s his name.” The one named Daesung said as he turned to the one behind the magazine.
“Fuck if I know, we meet at Teddy’s shop a few days ago. He’s tight, has some fresh green, of both kinds and he’s good at sharing all kinds of love.”
Jiyong started fidgeting with the strap of his bag. He really wasn’t sure if Young Bae knew what they were talking about and he was hoping he didn’t. Young bae knew he toked up now and then, what he didn’t know was the last part… Jiyong didn’t want his friend to know that he was gay… and apparently this guy had seen him in his favorite coffee shop. It was his favorite coffee shop because he liked to try their tea and get pot, but occasionally he’d get hit on by some guy and Jiyong would occasionally take them up on it… Not like they knew they were participating in illegal activities.
Daesung stared at the guy for a few minutes. “You’re saying it passed at Teddy’s place, this id I mean?”
“Yep, bought some extra green before he left, Teddy scanned it and he passed.”
Jiyong shuddered a bit. The guy had the most beautiful voice he’d ever heard. It was like the wave lengths that made up his voice were fucking his ear drums in order to create sound.
“Alright, you two are cool. Except you, um - Young bae? - Yeah you, you’ve to stay up front. I’ll be keeping my eye on you. ” Daesung said while handing them their id’s back.
Taeyang nods and heads over to the records with Jiyong tailing him.
“You, um - Jiyong - You’re free to wander if you want. We’ve some shows in the back, as well as some black and white rooms. Anything sound interesting?”
“Not at the moment. I might check out a white room latter though."
Jiyong couldn’t help but look over to the guy behind the magazine every so often; he said he knew Jiyong which meant Jiyong was intrigued because he was sure he didn’t know the guy. Meaning, how could you forget a voice as hot as that?!
After a while Jiyong decided he needed to talk to the guy again. So he walked up to the counter where the guy sat still reading his magazine, which upon closer observation Jiyong discovered he was thumbing through a woman’s porn magazine the exact same issue Jiyong was beating off too last night. “So you know me?” Jiyong asked as he began to look through some of the room listings.
White rooms meant you were providing your own smokes, black meant you were buying some from their supply. Jiyong preferred to bring his own because most shops had limited stock and the good stuff always sold out first.
“Maybe, does it get you hot thinking that I do?”
Jiyong snorted at the comment, so what if he was a little right, after all the guy had a voice that just sounded like the best kind of sex. Jiyong was just starting to wonder if that’s all he had going for him when the guy put the magazine cover down, showing off a page to Jiyong… The exact page he’d used to entertain himself with last night.
“Like what you see?” The guy asked and Jiyong wasn’t sure if he meant himself or the image, Jiyong decided it’d be best if he didn’t say anything, and the guy seemed to catch Jiyong’s hesitation. “In the rooms I mean.” He explained.
Jiyong shrugged. “Eh, I’m still debating on getting one…”
“Well if it will help you decide, I’m about to go on my break and wouldn’t mind buying the room if you brought the green.”
Jiyong looked at the guy for a moment. This guy had a face to match that sexy voice of his, and normally Jiyong would instantly want to jump him. But today he had Taeyang with him.
“I’ll be right back.” Jiyong said before quickly walking over to Taeyang. “Hey buddy!” He greeted happily.
“What do you want?” Taeyang mumbled back as he flipped through the CD’s.
“I’m going to go into the back and have a smoke. I’ll be gone for about an hour, can you handle yourself until then?”
“Yeah yeah, I’ll just go to the coffee shop across the street.”
“I’d recommend the one on the corner, might be easier for you to get in.”
Jiyong smiled as he walked back over to the guy. “Deal.” He said. The guy smiled before saying something to his coworker and then leading Jiyong into the white room.
~*~*~*~*~
Jiyong laughed a bit as he scooted closer to the guy. “So, what’s your name?” He asked as he took the joint away from him.
“Seung hyun, yours?” The guy responded as he watched Jiyong inhaled his drag.
“Cool name,” Jiyong responded passing the joint back over.
After about 30 minutes they’d manage to smoke two joins and were about half way into the third one when Jiyong giggled his way into Seung hyun’s lap his knees trapping the older on either side. Seung hyun didn’t seem to mind, he just laughed and lightly placed his hands around Jiyong’s waist. “Well hello there Jiyong.”
“Hey there, Seung hyun.” Jiyong drawled out laughing some more as he put his forehead onto Seung hyun’s. “How you doing?” he said again with a smile before taking another drag.
Seung hyun chuckled lightly. “Oh Jiyong I think you’re a little too stoned kid.”
“Psh, who you calling kid? You can’t be much older than me.” He said before leaning back and putting the joint down in the ashtray.
“I’m twenty two, I believe your id said you were eighteen?”
“Nineteen, you’re not that much older than me…” Jiyong mumbled as he leaned in and nudged at Seung hyun’s cheek while his hands traced along his hair line along his neck. Jiyong had made a rule to always kiss them first, he just liked to be the one to make the first move, which is exactly what he did. Jiyong leaned in and closed the distance between them and lightly touched his lips to Seung hyun’s.
Seung hyun reacted by placing his hand on the back of Jiyong’s neck and pulling him in closer. Jiyong moaned lightly when Seung hyun’s tongue found its way to Jiyong’s mouth. To Jiyong, Seung hyun tasted like life sweet but with a major kick. Maybe it was just the pot talking…
Seung hyun pulled back too soon for Jiyong’s likings. “Have to get back soon.” He muttered as he pushed Jiyong back. Jiyong frowned and pulled Seung hyun back in for another kiss, only to be pushed back again. “No really, I’ve to get back to work.”
“After this,” Jiyong muttered as he went for another kiss. Seung hyun kissed him and pulled back for a third time.
“Alright, I’m convinced, let me text my coworker alright.”
Jiyong nodded and Seung hyun pulled out his phone, sending a quick message before grabbing Jiyong and pulling him back in for a kiss. Jiyong moaned loudly and grabbed at Seung hyun’s belt.
“You’re a fast one ain’t cha,” Seung hyun laughed as Jiyong pulled his jeans down before grinding his hips into them.
“I’m sorry do you wanna trade poems first?” Jiyong remarked before nipping at Seung hyun’s neck leaving a few marks in his wake.
Seung hyun laughed as he pulled Jiyong’s jeans down, and shoving his hand into his boxers gripping his cock. “I figured you’d want to, you look the type.”
“I’d rather suck your cock first, you can read me some poems later.” Jiyong said before pushing Seung hyun back and pulling his boxers down.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Twenty minutes later Taeyang watched as Jiyong walked into the coffee shop. He flagged him down and noticed the sudden change in posture shrugging it off blaming the pot. “You ready to go?”
Jiyong nodded and looked at the time “Yeah, we’d better hurry, I’ve to be home soon before my parents get there. Seung ri’s going to stop by tonight for a study group, you wanna join us?”
Taeyang nodded as they got into the car, “Sounds like a good idea, we’ve that history test tomorrow.”
Jiyong nodded, “Yeah, I can’t afford to lose my perfect 4.5 gpa.” He laughed as they headed off towards the house.
“I don’t know how you do it Ji. Honor roll while skipping class the most…” Taeyang laughed.
“Easy, I’ve to sign into my last three classes, so I just pay Seung ri to do it. The rest is just me keeping up on my homework.”
Jiyong reached Taeyang’s house in no time. It wasn’t hard finding your way to their houses. Jiyong, Taeyang, and their good friend Seung ri all lived in the uptown. All had parents that were hard working business men at some tobacco company, which just meant that they all lived in uppity houses and occasionally had protesters outside their houses throwing red paint and picketing until the cops dragged them away.
Jiyong was bored with his life, he just couldn’t understand why Taeyang and Seung ri just accepted the plainness that came with living here.
Jiyong just got out of his car when a motorbike pulled up into his driveway. Jiyong stared, no one he knew drove a motorbike, and then the guy took off his helmet.
“Seung hyun?” Jiyong asked confused.
“Yeah, um… You forgot your belt buckle…” Seung hyun stated as he pulled a belt buckle out from his back pocket and handed it to Jiyong, “Looked expensive, so I figured it was important.”
Jiyong eyed the belt buckle and laughed. “That’s your belt buckle, I’m not even wearing a belt.”
Seung hyun shuffled a bit and laughed, “Ah… well… shit.”
Jiyong shook his head a bit and stared, “Look you need to leave, today was fun and all but you can’t come over.”
“Yeah, sorry about the whole stalking thing, but um… You know next time you wanna hit the green you should come back to the shop. You can get the room this time.”
Jiyong laughed. “Alright, I’ll keep that in mind, but you really have to go.”
Seung hyun laughed and walked back to the bike.
“Oh hey! Your belt buckle!” Jiyong called as he started the bike.
“Keep it, you can bring it back later.” Seung hyun said before putting his helmet on and riding away.
Jiyong sat in his room later that night after Seung ri and Taeyang had come over. He was exhausted and just wanted to go to bed, but his mind had other ideas. Looking over to the belt buckle that lay on the table Jiyong suddently remembered it’s owner rode a motorcycle, and the he just couldn’t get the image out of his head. Seung hyun on that motorcycle, riding Jiyong hard into the leather… Jiyong found himself mixing fantasy with what he remembered from their little show early that day and before he wanted to he was coming all over the inside of his jeans.
Something inside him was saying that Seung hyun was going to be nothing but trouble… but was Jiyong listening, no way…
Whoots. This is written for K_pop4life because she is awesome and I said I'd do a request for her. The image she gave me will be displayed in the next part because that when it comes in XD
Alright I hope you guys like it! ^^