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*This is a result of imagination.
Baekhyun's knees sank more on the soft mattress covered by emerald green silk bedsheet. He shivered lightly as the fingers twisted his nubs with a force before traveling down his stomach. He looked at those fingers caressing his lower stomach wanting them go down further. Impatient he glanced up at the man before him, the handsome guy smiled making his heart flip, those plump lips attacked his lips, the sucks so hard, that tongue entered his mouth and ran everywhere wildly cutting off his oxygen supply.
The young boy trembled wanting to free his hands that were bound together with a tie behind his back. The man's hand glided over his hard length like a feather leaving a need, a burning fire on that part. Baekhyun thursted his hips forward to get more of that fiery touch but the fingers retreated. His eyes teared up from the intensity of the kiss, he really shouldn't have done something that naughty. He tried to break free of those lips to say sorry but that grip around his nape was so strong. His whole body trembled again, the pleasure from kiss, the shockwaves on his head felt so so good.
He had seen people kissing before, in parks, in television and wished so badly to be kissed hard enough to lose his senses. He even posted that somewhere online. He liked the way he couldn't focus on anything except those lips devouring his. The consciousness was at the verge of slipping away when his lips were released, he panted hard taking in the air, a drop of water rolling down from the corner of his eye. The big hand came forward to swipe that stray tear away. The man's lips swooped down to snatch another short kiss from his lips.
"So red.. your lips.. they are so soft boy.. "
Baekhyun glanced up at the man's eyes. The low temperature of the air conditioner was making the hairs of his naked skin stand in cold. He licked his lips waiting for the next movement from Park Chanyeol, his guardian, the very good professor of a prestigious college.
Park Chanyeol unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. He have jerked himself off before at the videos of this body, he had fucked that needy hole in his dreams so many times. Who knew, the body he so desperately wanted to touch, to bite and ravage was the teen next door. He still couldn't get how was this real, his sweet little nephew, the little Baek having such a seductive figure. Whenever he saw Baekhyun for the past couple of years he had always spoiled him, he had always wanted to take a bite of those cheek but he stopped himself from doing such a thing. It was so hard to stop himself from stealing a kiss from those cherry lips.
Baekhyun lowered his eyes away from that penetrating gaze. He scanned the room, his laptop was somewhere on the ground, his phone half covered by the messed up bedsheets. He looked at the device, 'baby we can't see you', 'this is nice, such a great act', 'Are you really caught ', 'come on, we want to see a real cock shoved up your pretty hole ', 'damn this is hott' .... messages popping up in rapid succession in the still recording screen. The older man also noticed them, cursing he put the device upside down.
"Just hear him get fucked, wait for his cries "
The desire in Baekhyun's belly coiled listening the man talking to those otherside of his phone screen. The big eyes moved back to him, Baekhyun bit on his lips spreading his knees farther apart.
Park Chanyeol visibly gulped, it was wrong, a tiny voice in his head uttered. He would have listened to it and left the room if not the boy was looking at him eagerly. He can read the 'give me more' in those black lustful eyes. How dare he deny that plea.. The said boy's heart ran wild in anticipation, those veined hands, how many days he had imagined them upon his bare skin, how he had craved those plump lips upon his and now it was finally happening. His length hardened a bit more waiting for the touch of those fingers.
Mr. Park married twice in his life. His first wife died early leaving a fifteen year old daughter behind. The old man worked hard while the girl went ahead with her school and stuff. The concerned friends around Mr. Park felt his loneliness and three years later he remarried. His new wife brought along a seven year old son. The little boy was happy to get an elder sister and wanted to get close with her. But the teenage girl couldn't like the young brother or the new mother. She moved out after three months. The people around consoled the sad father, grown up girls like their privacy. They tried to contact her again and again but the only news they got was she went abroad.
It was only four years ago Chanyeol returned home to find a bunch of people outside his apartment. Suddenly out of blue he became a guardian of a young sweet looking lad. According to the people he was the only alive relative of that teen, and his sister also mentioned him as her only family. Chanyeol wondered how come the woman claimed him as family, they never even talked properly. He only remembers the face of his so called older sister because photos exist.
His parents died in an accident already. A sudden loneliness appeared in his chest at the news of his sister's disappearance. They couldn't say that the woman was dead, neither they said she was alive somewhere. Although he shared not any trace of feelings between brother and sister with the girl a deep sigh escaped his mouth. So, he was the only one alive, alone in the world. And then papers were handed over to him along with the teen and his luggage. The fair boy spoke in a tiny voice,
"I am sixteen, I can't live without a guardian they said. They won't send me to any foster home because you are alive. Mother wrote in the letter that he wants me to be in your care before disappearing."
Chanyeol sighed again, he loved his single carefree life. Now he dosen't know how to raise a child ..
"Your father?"
"Left us long ago."
Chanyeol felt they were in the same boat, lone entities floating in the sea of people without any destination. Unlocking the door he motioned to the boy..
"Come in."
Baekhyun was a youthful child, soon he managed to make new friends in new school. Chanyeol even wondered how the number of people of the building he lives in who knew Baekhyun were more than the people he ever met. But he was happy, atleast the boy wasn't moping around like he did in the past. He even felt proud, there is probably no body who can say they dislike Baekhyun. And suddenly having a companion to come home to made his chest warm. And sometimes he felt that warmth in his chest may have a different name. That overwhelming desire to hide away the teen only for himself, the overwhelming emotions he developed over time was hard to contain.
To see that boy, his nephew, his Baekhyun sitting naked waiting for him to indulge in that body made his half hard dick react. Unbuckling his belt the professor once again kissed those lips. His fingers gently squeezed and rubbed the balls beneath the pink cock. The boy moaned in the kiss, the lewd voice sounded very needy in the uncle's ears. He wrapped a hand around that lithe waist to pull the boy upon his lap. Leaving the glossy lips he focused on the perky red nipples of the boy. He undid the tie that were binding the boy's hands, he dosen't want red marks to appear around those thin wrists. Baekhyun mewled, his fingers grabbing the taller's shirt, the plump lips wrapped around his nub making it so wet yet he felt his skin was on fire. The tongue poked the tiny bead before giving it a thorough lick. The other one was continously pulled and twisted making him wince in the slight pain. Then the tongue lapped around the bead trying to soothe the pain the fingers inflicted. Closing his eyes the boy pushed his chest forward wanting more of that fiery heat of that mouth to envelope more of him.
Chanyeol felt the fingers pulling on his hair, the reactions of the little guy was only fueling his hunger. His hand caressed the boy's sensitive waist, and then his fingers travelled down the asscrack to find the pink hole he saw in video before. The image of the hole swallowing a crystal dildo flashed in his mind. Rubbing that entrance a few times his finger breached the tightness, hot, all he felt was the heat, the muscles inside the canal moving to trap his finger securely. Baekhyun's chest heaved, he breathed with an open mouth as another finger probed inside him. Park Chanyeol's tongue took the opportunity to have a quick taste of his nephew's spit coated lips and teeth. The fingers moved inside him caressing the inner walls, the teen wrapped his hand around the taller's neck. It feels so different, his thighs trembled, the fingers touched everywhere, the tingles, the need to have more clouded his mind. It wasn't like the toy he can control, the fingers moved faster and faster, in various ways as Park Chanyeol wanted.
Water pooled at the reddish corners of his eyes, three thick fingers stretched his hole, they curled as they pleased, went in and out of his canal as they wished. They were moving fast and hard making him tremble and mewl, the next he knows they were ever moving so slowly, gently massaging his insides. His mewls turned into dragged moans, some drops of hot salty water ran down his cheek. Baekhyun's head rested on his uncle's shoulder, the hands embracing the man tightly.
Chanyeol kissed the boy's sweaty neck, caressed the teen's back while his fingers continued to move his fingers deeper. Baekhyun pressed his head harder in the crook of the older's neck. He had fingered himself before, it felt good but the pleasure coursing through his body at that moment was beyond his imagination. He wished for the fingers to slow down but they relentlessly fucked him breaking him apart. Baekhyun spread his legs more to give Chanyeol a better access. He couldn't figure out if he wants them to stop or move harder, his ass sank deeper on those digits, broken sobs escaped his mouth as he rode them. The boy shook in his arms, Chanyeol took hold of his nephew's nape and claimed those lips swallowing the pleasured moans. Baekhyun came hard, the hot white liquid staining the taller's clothes. A single digit fucked him slowly making his body tremble harder from the overstimulation.
Chanyeol slowly lowered the boy to lie on the middle of the bed. The boy felt his body go numb from all those pleasure. He breathed with an open mouth catching his breath, his half opened tired eyes staring at the other. Chanyeol threw the dirty shirt away, his eyes fell upon the panting youth, a tender emotion rose in his chest. He probably overdone it. His hands caressed the boy's cheek, his lips gently kissed that forehead, the corners of those droopy eyes, those cheekbones, the tip of the nose, the mole just above those lips finally stopping at the red lips. It was just a simple kiss but it felt so sweet.
"Are you okay ?"
The teen's lips stretched in a soft smile. He was way more than okay. His heart was melting from all those soft kisses and he wants Chanyeol's lips to kiss every inch of his bare skin. He watched the man undo the pants button and free the hard length. Baekhyun's heart skipped a bit, he can't help but lick his lips at the sight of thick and long erection of his uncle, his hole clenched around air wishing that rod to fill it .
Chanyeol smiled as he gave himself a few tugs, he noticed the younger's hungry eyes turning a shade of red of desire. He grabbed the boy's hand and made him hold his length. Baekhyun felt it, the heavy and heated meat rod pulsing in his grip. He had never done it before except for himself but he moved his hand up and down that shaft feeling every bit of it. Chanyeol's smile turned wider, those unsure tugs of the slender hand coupled with that thumbpad rubbing over the head of his cock was doing wonders, more on his heart than on his body.
"Do you want more?"
Baekhyun folded one of his legs and spread them to reveal the twitching pink bud in answer to the question. He was loving every moment of the punishment. Chanyeol bent over to steal another deep kiss from that naughty mouth that keeps licking the lips. His body moved forward letting those pink lips of the horny teen taste his length. Baekhyun opened his mouth wider, his saliva coated the head of the shaft. Chanyeol pushed it in a bit in that wet warmth, the boy tried to use his mouth to suck that thick and heavy stuff. He wanted more of it but the man didn't let him, only a little part of the long cock fucked his mouth a few times before withdrawing. He just got a taste, his heart left wanting to have the full course meal. Instead his hand was once again wrapped around it, his nimble fingers ran over those veins..
Chanyeol picked up the crystal dildo, his eyes scanning the messy bed for the bottle of lube. Baekhyun glanced at the toy, he had used it many times. He knew by heart how to use it, which angle and how deep he can push it inside himself, how fast he should thurst to come. He was doing that before getting caught red handed.
"Not that.."
Baekhyun's thumb poked hard at the taller's slit making the man wince and hiss a little.
"This.. "
He wants to feel the pulsing veiny shaft inside him. He had enough of that beautiful toy, he finally got the chance to get the sexy and gorgeous dick to fuck him roughly. He won't be satisfied with the thing made of glass. Baekhyun loved Chanyeol's smile. At that moment he also fell in love with the expression the man made when he thumbed that slit. He wished to all those faces Chanyeol can make.
When his mother disappeared leaving only a letter to the old woman living next door Baekhyun's heart sank, he felt lost and abandoned without any rhyme or reason. Then those men of child protection squad or something came to question him about this and that. He answered a few but for most of questions he had no answer. Does his mother have a boyfriend, an affair, was the woman addicted to any substance, does his mother showed any different behavior... he had only silence to offer. His mother was a good mother, provided for him, took notes about his grades, encouraged him about music lessons, told funny stories time to time. But she was always working hard, he realized they haven't spent a lot of time together.
Those men decided he will be sent to his uncle. Baekhyun mentally prepared himself to live in an unwelcome family like an unwanted presence. Two years, he can endure it. He thought that his uncle must have a family including a child with big bright eyes. That baby would cling to him trying to make him do their homework. He imagined such a baby probably because that's what he heard from his mother about his uncle whom he never met. But the reality was way different from his thoughts. Park Chanyeol was just a handsome bachelor living alone in a nice apartment. They were only two persons living but never for once he felt unwanted.
During the first few months Baekhyun wondered if Chanyeol was mentally alright. How can a man love a young teenager he just met, was he even counted as a teenager, he felt it was more like he was the precious baby of the house. He got beautiful looking breakfasts with cute drawings painted over them, something one would do for a child. There were post it notes with messages and a smiley when he opened the fridge after returning home from school. Chanyeol took day off to attend the school shows, to see him play the piano. They went to amusement parks, aquariums, botanical gardens, movies and places in the sundays, to the beach or the mountains during vacation. Mr. Park Chanyeol took him to restaurants to dine together, he always got to choose the menu. The man even bought strange shaped cute looking soft toys for him. How could he not feel drawn to such a guy, he can only squeeze those plushies hard and hide his red face in the pillow.
But things change with time, he knew it well. Two years ago the man got the job of teaching in the college. Their time together lessened a lot. Chanyeol would still cook him pretty dishes but he also knew how to cook decent meal for the man after the day. Park Chanyeol got busier, the students and various people called him even after he returned home. Their sunday dates were also skipped, Chanyeol was tired after working hard the whole week. Baekhyun can adjust with all those stuff but he was afraid of something else.
The teen knew he was handsome and cute, even pretty as some of his friends would claim. He also liked to use eyeliners and lipgloss to highlight his features. He joined the sports club to keep himself in shape. But what he doesn't know and felt anxious about was a person.. what if there was someone more attractive and nice than him in Chanyeol's workplace, in his class .. what if they took away the man from him .. what would he do.. There were people asking him out but he still wondered if he was good enough for Chanyeol to look at him.
Then people would refer Chanyeol as 'your uncle' to him. They would gossip about the non existent auntie or uncle, the old guys would bring a topic about that man's daughter, that woman's son, the working pretty lady living in the first floor, the girl of some place and ask him who does he think suits his uncle.. they would continue to talk about how his unborn sister or brother may look like .... sometimes the small talk lead to questions like if he was going to move out. Baekhyun knew this was normal, his uncle was a very handsome single man with a nice job and some peopletryingto match their relatives with him. He smiled but his heart trembled like a leaf caught in a storm. Park Chanyeol was his uncle and someday he would get an uncle or aunt in law. The clingy baby he imagined would come back to invade his thoughts.
He dosen't want anyone to steal away the man he loves so dearly. He dosen't want to move away either. His uncle never approached that topic, even when he turned eighteen he also didn't mention it . But he couldn't confess his love either, Park Chanyeol was his uncle, his mother's step brother. They... how can they be together. It maybe alright if they stays together simply, he likes it, doing chores and cooking food, going to sudden unplanned short trips together. He tried to feel content looking at the man's warm eyes reflecting him but the distance between them seem to grow, the professor was busy with articles, seminars and all. Chanyeol had to stay out or even leave the country for meetings, for academic purposes, for lectures. In that empty apartment Baekhyun felt lonely. The feelings and thoughts would consume him in his days alone throwing his whole being in a disarray. The youth wanted to stop all this, he fought hard to stop himself from falling down in the spiral leading to a never ending dark abyss.
Six months ago in such a night he got a link in his handphone, forwarded by some college classmate in a chat group, clicking it led to a show of a camboy. The boy was handsome, he tried to count how many eyes were looking at that boy from those countless messages. He wished Chanyeol to look at him like that, like the people watching the boy, he wanted the older to gaze at him with desire, with eyes full of love. With trembling hands he ordered a nice looking dildo made of glass, a camera and a tripod, some beautiful masks and his journey began. His seductive curves captured attention of many, the comments made him blush. He imagined his uncle looking at him from the other side of the screen, maybe typing one or few phrases of praise, of love. He was aware of the schedule of the professor and according to it fixed the timing of his own shows.
That evening was supposed to be such an evening. Baekhyun placed the camera, his handphone perfectly. His laptop was open on the table beside his bed, before starting his show he checked everything well, he could see himself in the screen. The show was going all well, he was preparing to put that toy inside him again when everything went downhill... he heard the door being unlocked. Dropping the dildo he hurriedly pulled the bedsheet to cover himself, his leg kicked the table and the laptop fell on the ground with a crash. The tripod lost it's balance tumbling down with the camera. His heart ran like mad, his wide eyes met the shocked gaze of his uncle who stood still like a statue holding the doorknob with one foot inside the room.
The uncle was too stunned to speak. The haphazadly pulled silk bedsheet failed to cover all that naked curvy sexiness his nephew was sporting. He blinked noticing the black feather mask on the floor, the shining toy on lying on the bed .The man gulped, taking his foot out he gently closed the door. The wallpaper, that bed sheet, the black mask, the curves of that body was too familiar. His shaking hands checked through the screenshots in the secure folder of his phone. They were same, the picture of the masked boy riding on a crystal toy and the boy inside the room. His heart boomed loudly. What... how many dirty men have seen his precious nephew, how man dirty gazes fell upon that body... His blood boiled at the thought... that boy... Baekhyun... Baekhyun needs to be punished... his body shook in anger..
Releasing the breath stuck Baekhyun was just going to switch off the phone, the door opened with a bang. He jolted at the defeaning sound, the mobile fell back on the bed. He saw Chanyeol's hand balled in fists, the man's eyes full of anger, an emotion he had never experienced before in that house from the taller .... Kicking away the fallen stuff the man walked towards him in hurried steps. Baekhyun gulped, his lips moved but he couldn't gather any words to explain the situation..
"You! What the hell are you doing ! How dare you ! "
The boy shook at the thunderous voice. Baekhyun couldn't look at the man anymore, he lowered his unsteady eyes. A deep feeling of guilt suddenly started to encase him, he couldn't stop the tears from rolling down.
Chanyeol climbed on the bed, he saw the fat water drops falling upon the silk sheet. He tried to calm down and ask for an proper explanation of the whole situation but all he could see was the bare heaving chest with two perky nipples. Trying to move away his eyes he saw the flaccid pink length and the plump juicy thighs that were asking to be caressed. He wanted to scold the boy but the view before him didn't let him. The boy sobbed and all he could do was to watch him as desire pumped in his chest. He has been watching Baekhyun doing such delicious stuff for months. He even dreamed of grabbing the boy in video and fuck him senseless.
Cursing under his breath the professor ran his fingers through his hair messing up the styled hair. He was a little upset as he was going to miss the gorgeous camboy's live because his seminar was canceled. He was returning by train, now he can't watch the boy moan and fuck himself with a toy in such a crowded place. What a surprise he returned to, his body felt heated with the waves of arousal crashing over him, he loosened the tie around his neck .... He started remembering the overcute baby voice of the boy in those shows... the youth said... Baekhyun said that he wants be kissed hard and fucked well... he said he was a virgin who wants to know how it feels to have a real cock up his ass... Chanyeol swallowed his saliva, what was he supposed to do with this crying teen and all those informations ... and more than that what was he supposed to do with how he was reacting and getting hard at the sight. ..
He couldn't watch those tears anymore, holding the boy's jaw he wiped all those tears away. Baekhyun's quivering rosy lips made his heart shiver, Chanyeol cursed the whole world in his head before leaning down to taste those shaky petals. He sucked on those lips making the boy moan. The tie from around Chanyeol's neck bound the youth's hands behind his back restraining his movements. The professor breathed hard, his voice deep and low...
"You.. you need to be punished thoroughly, how dare you show your body to everyone like this... what the hell you were even thinking doing such nasty stuff before the camera.. .. "
Park Chanyeol's fingers started to trace over his skin, the young boy didn't have time to sort out his thoughts about what was happening and all that just happened. He just felt them, the man he loves was touching him so dearly, the featherly touch of those fingers was burning up his body in excitement. He moved closer to the other and the taller sat comfortably with crossed legs.
"More" the youth demanded.
The man bit on his lips smiling, what a needy little one. Whatever there was to think about the current situation , all logic and reason was pushed behind in his head. He stared at those hypnotic fluttering eyes ... such a temptress deserved to be fucked until losing all sense .. that's what all Chanyeol knew at that moment.
Baekhyun squeezed the length he was holding making his uncle hiss again. He can't wait to feel it inside him but the older seemed to enjoy the delay. Chanyeol muttered an apology to his disappeared sister in his heart. His hand caressed the insides of the boy's thigh finally moving in between those spread legs. The big palm rubbed the shorter's groin making the boy take in a sharp breath...
"Come on, move your hands fast, make me hard.. do your work properly.. "
Baekhyun followed the instructions, the length was so big and hard already, how hard Chanyeol wants it to be. His eyes drank in the image of that cock, it was going to stab him to a sweet death soon.
Baekhyun felt it, the head going in, his lubed hole eagerly swallowed half the length in one go. He cursed in his head, the toy never felt this good. With another sudden thurst the hard shaft disappeared inside the delicious heat of Baekhyun. The boy rolled his eyes back, so deep, his insides was completely stuffed leaving any empty space, his muscles clenched around the pulsing rod. Chanyeol didn't know what he should think about such a stutty hungry hole, the pressure around his election felt so so good that a low moan left his chest.
"Fuck! You're so tight babe... so hot.. "
Baekhyun saw people commenting many ornate and dirty phrases in his videos. But this was Chanyeol mouthing a praise.. 'babe'.. he uttered.. his body felt heating up, his little heart so so warm.. .. he waited for the man to move. But the taller's eyes fell on the mobile peeking out the messed up sheet. He picked it up and fixed it in such a way that recorded the place he and his sweet little nephew were joined together. The number of viewers increased..
" See how I fuck your favourite camboy.. give up your dirty desires... he is mine to ruin .. "
Tears of a mix of jumbled emotions decided to stain the shorter's cheeks again. He was very very happy, he was exited, he was a little afraid, he was anxious and before he could identify the other emotions his body started rocking.
Chanyeol moved slowly giving the audience a nice view of the rim clamping around his girth. He pulled all the way out to show the gaping needy whole clenching empty air, he filled it up in single thurst showing how well he fits inside the boy, all in until the hilt. The boy cried out at the sudden hard thursts. The uncle's eyes fell on the nephew's drooling mouth.
"Shit!"
The mobile once again laid upside down as he grabbed the boy's sides to pull the boy closer. His hips snapped hard delivering delightful moves, the boy sobbed and mewled lewdly as his whole body jerked with each of those moves. The sounds of sex, of lovemaking, of the long and thick rod getting in and out of the devouring pink hole, the balls slapping hard against the bare skin, the hard pants and sift cries, low groans and dragged moans echoed in the room exciting them more. He can't control the pace of the taller like the toy, he loved it, he loved the fact that he was at his uncle's mercy.
"Uncl... uh.. nnnn... ahhh.. please... ah... nnnn... ng... no... "
Chanyeol slowed his pace taking deep breaths trying to figure out what that 'please' meant.. Baekhyun's hazy eyes was full of plea.. Rolling his hips he altered between hard and slow thursts letting the boy feel all of it. And the youth did so. Baekhyun felt the cock throbbing inside him, how the length dragged along his walls teasing him avoiding a certain spot. Then succession of hard and fast thrusts hitting his spot again and again making him incapable of breathing well, making all his thoughts scatter, turn into nothingness. The fat hot rod will stop for a moment letting him take the much needed deep breath before moving so slow that he twisted his body crying for more, wanting Chanyeol to make all those tingles and sensations go way. The man laughed, the hard pulsing staff plunging deeper, moving harder abusing that red entrance as it pleased. Waves and waves of pleasure coursed through his veins, Baekhyun felt fireworks were exploding everywhere in his body. His legs trembled violently, his toes curled as he locked his legs behind the taller's back. He felt it, he wasn't going to last long... Chanyeol breathed hard, the way the boy's inside trapped and squeezed his length... that hole will milk him dry soon...
The final blow was delivered when Chanyeol decided to show how to give a proper hand job to his nephew. The boy writhed and panted under his ministrations as he played with the cute length. The small body arched backwards as the cute little cock shot ropes of white in the air, a few drops of it even landing on the taller's body. Chanyeol continued to thurst that hole slowly feeling that delicious pressure and burning heat, the tightness in his lower belly.. the young teen's mind resembled a blank page of paper, electric still running through his being until his body went limp from all those heavenly sensations .. Pulling out the taller gave the length a few tugs, the thick liquid oozed out like a tiny fountain spliling all over his hand.
The camera of the was switched off. Crumpled tissues were lying all over the floor with other stuffs. The two spent men were lying on the bed. Chanyeol bit the insides of his cheek, he wasn't supposed to act on his desires, act on those repressed feelings he had for his nephew but the deed was already done and the job was executed very well. He can gather that information from looking at the sated glowing face of Baekhyun.
"Did you like it ?"
Baekhyun turned on his side snuggling closer to Chanyeol.
"Hnn"
"Are you hurt somewhere?.. sorry... I was pretty rough... "
Baekhyun smiled, his face hidden from the other.
"No.. It felt very good. I .. I happy "
The teen's voice was a barely a whisper but Chanyeol heard the words clearly... he was happy to hear them. The boy spoke again.
"You?"
The poor uncle thought his heart was going to explode, he pulled half of the younger's body on his enjoying the weight.
"Yes."
Baekhyun took the chance and embraced the taller.
"Thank you. Next time please be a little gentle and ... and .... give me more kisses."
The words were spoken very fast but Chanyeol managed to understand each word of it. He took a deep breath realizing this wasn't a one time thing. Not that he was not planning to take responsibility but he didn't expect Baekhyun to agree even before he asked. So, now they counts as boyfriends, lovers beside nephew and uncle.
"Babe... "
"... and don't make love to anyone else. You... I am your only nephew... only lover.. . "
Chanyeol cursed with a soft smile, he got a cute, needy, possesive baby to take care.
"Okay.. but babe can we keep this relationship as our little secret. "
Baekhyun agreed, it was such a sweet secret. He dosen't want people to know and poke their nose in their personal matters either. Chanyeol kissed the sleepy teen's forehead unaware that the link he accidentally clicked while deleting messages was sent by his cute little nephew from the computer of a cafe.
Shhhhhhhhhhh..... keep it a secret.
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