Part 2
They didn't make it to the evening, or home.
It had been clear that they wouldn't be able to go without touching from the first moment Kyubin had started tempting Taeyeob during the meeting, touching his thigh under the table; but the boy had hoped that they wouldn't go too far because they were still in the office, in their workplace, a space they shared with many, many more people who were still in the place, finishing their respective workdays. Obviously, they hadn’t been able to stay away from each other. Taeyeob had only proposed Kyubin to stay in his office, door conveniently locked and blinds drawn, as the place always was when the older had any kind of visit or meeting, because he didn't want to be outside, at his own desk, next to Wookjin. His inquisitive look that told him he knew more than he was telling didn't bode well, and he'd had a hard enough time at the meeting with the ropes tied around his body without having to keep having a hard time like that, considering that Kyubin had decided he didn't want to waste time untying all the knots only to have to redo them at home. But even if it had been Taeyeob's idea to stay in the office, thinking that it would be much quieter there and that he could work a bit more without having to be in constant tension... he had been completely wrong.
Kyubin seemed to be out of his mind since he had tied him up, and what had started at the meeting as a little game to use the products they were going to announce, had gotten out of hand.
Working hadn't been high on his list of priorities, and though Taeyeob had tried on several occasions to reason with him about it, Kyubin hadn't been at all willing to listen to him —and if he had listened, his excitement had been higher than normal and he hadn't even turned everything that might happen over in his head—. More times than Kyubin would ever admit, he thought with his penis instead of his head, and that was why Taeyeob was in that situation in the first place. He should have said no when he'd proposed bondage in the office, knowing that it would wreak havoc on Kyubin but deep down he had wanted to try it too, to feel something different than usual, to take a little risk. Still, being tied up like a sausage under his clothes in the office didn't compare to having sex in the place, even if they were locked in the other's office and no one could see them, there were at least fifty people in the big room, on the other side of the door, sitting at their respective desks, finishing their work, and there were also two other offices, one on either side of Kyubin's, whose walls were almost paper thin because Taeyeob had heard more than once and more than twice yelling at Hyewon when he lost his patience. But Kyubin didn't seem to care enough to behave like a respectable person, and Taeyeob was beginning to feel that he didn't care enough either.
What had started with some intense kisses in front of the full-length mirror that Kyubin had in his office, had continued with the older's big hands running all over his body, under his clothes, caressing his torso wrapped by those ropes of soft material, rubbing them and moving them slightly to touch sensitive places of his body, his erect nipples, his member that was beginning to harden from all the rubbing and all the kisses, causing Taeyeob's mind to stop working as it should, causing him to start letting himself be carried away by pleasure and not by the reasoning that told him they were in a public place and that, if they were careless, they could be heard from the outside. His body had always been sensitive, but in these moments it bordered on the obscene of how sensitive he was, just from a few kisses and a few rubs and Taeyeob felt it wasn't going to take too long for it to be a disaster.
"You're liking that I want to fuck you in the office," Kyubin whispered in his ear, his voice low with desire. "If I had known this would turn you on as much as it does me, I would have proposed to you sooner."
"It... doesn't... turn me on..." gasped Taeyeob in response.
"If you say so..."
Taeyeob noticed Kyubin's sly smirk against the skin of his neck when Kyubin kissed him there and wanted to protest again, even if the protest was a vile lie, because he was indeed aroused, but when he opened his mouth to do so, what ascended his throat was a moan and Taeyeob had to bring both hands up to his mouth to cover it so that not a single sound would come out of it. Kyubin had decided to reach inside his pants at that moment and touch his member directly, and that had been too much for him. If he had been unwilling not to resist whatever his boss wanted to do to him before, now he had none left. He didn't care that they were in the office, that they could be heard, that everyone knew they were together and that, on top of that, they kept doing indecent things in the office —although deep down he didn't care if everyone knew because he wouldn't be able to look them in the face if they found out, but Taeyeob just wanted Kyubin to keep touching him until he reached maximum pleasure—.
And giving him pleasure was exactly what Kyubin did.
Kyubin started unbuttoning his shirt with his other hand, while he kept rubbing his member. Taeyeob didn't even know how his boyfriend was able to unbutton all the buttons without breaking any of them, considering he was normally clumsy and rough, but he thanked him mentally because he spent the day at the office and didn't have time to go shopping for a new one, he couldn't do it verbally because his hands kept covering his mouth, so that no sound would come out of it and be heard on the outside, but if he didn't have them there, Taeyeob was sure he couldn't have done it either because his brain was in chaos right now, his body was feeling too much and he had so much stimuli that he wasn't thinking or coordinating as he should. Kyubin's long, bony fingers on his torso, touching his nipples, pinching them and his big, long-fingered hand grasping his member were too much for him, too many sensations at once. But Taeyeob couldn’t indulge in all those emotions for long, because at that very moment, a knock on the door of Kyubin's office caused them both to stand completely still.
"Boss," called the Wookjin's voice from outside. "I have the papers you asked for this morning."
Thanks to the mirror in front of him, Taeyeob could see his panicked look at Kyubin, who simply gave him a mischievous smile before separating from him and silently telling him to fix himself up enough to make it look like nothing was going on there and Taeyeob quickly fixed his hair and clothes, watching his reflection until he was all dolled up. The only thing he couldn't hide was his budding erection, fully visible through his pants, but so that it couldn't be seen, Taeyeob walked over to one of the couches in Kyubin's office and sat down on it, with his legs crossed and grabbing some of the papers on the table. Only then, he gave the go-ahead for the other to open the door and the major went over there to remove the latch and open it for Wookjin.
"Thank you, Wookjin," he said to the boy, taking the folder that was held out to him. "You were quicker than I expected."
"It was four simple things, it didn't take me long," replied the boy. "Are you going to put in extra hours, Taeyeob hyung?" he questioned, calling out to him, and causing Taeyeob's body to tense for a few moments before reminding himself that there was nothing unusual about him being in Kyubin's office, sitting, reading some papers.
"I don't think so," he answered Wookjin's question and glanced at the watch on his wrist. "I'll get this ready to leave on time."
"Are you coming to drink with the rest?" The boy questioned. "Boss, you're invited too."
Kyubin turned to Taeyeob upon hearing the invitations and in his eyes Taeyeob could see the older man's desperation that he would decline the offer Wookjin had just made him. For a moment, Taeyeob was sorely tempted to accept, in revenge for the times he had raged at him that afternoon while they were in front of the rest of their co-workers, but it was only for an instant. He didn't have the body to spend the night drinking, not when Kyubin had made him so many promises of good sex.
"I'm going to pass," he told the boy. It has been a hard week and what I need most is to rest.
"No problem," Wookjin replied. "Boss?"
"I know I'm a charming person, but you'll feel self-conscious with me there," Kyubin replied.
Wookjin laughed at that, but said no more. However, he gave them both a glance, as if he knew the true reasons for their refusals, before walking out the door, leaving them alone again. Taeyeob let out a deep sigh of relief the moment Kyubin closed the door, bolting it. His heart was beating inside his body rapidly, still nervous about Wookjin's intrusion, but he tried to relax and not think about it. They were taking too many risks that day and it couldn't go on like this, they had to stop and wait until they got home to continue calmly. Taeyeob would do whatever Kyubin wanted, but at home... or at least that was his idea... Kyubin's seemed to differ a lot from what he had thought —if the mischievous smile he gave him the moment he turned to him was indicative of anything— and, Taeyeob, in the end, was always unable to refuse anything the older wanted.
"I think Wookjin suspects we are a couple," he told him as he sat down next to him on the couch, "but I don't think he's noticed anything about what we're up to today."
"If you think I'm relieved that he only suspects the former, you're very wrong," Taeyeob replied.
"I know," Kyubin replied, leaning closer to whisper the following: "but I also know that you're still as excited as I am and want more."
"Today you have every chance to win the lottery of taking all my hate for the rest of eternity," Taeyeob replied, but that only made Kyubin chuckle. "I'm serious."
"I know, I know," he murmured, his lips brushing his neck, "But now I don't want to stop... I can't stop... and everyone's going to leave in a while, so, they won't bother us anymore and we can keep playing."
"If anyone found out about everything we did today they wouldn't hesitate to fire us for public indecency," Taeyeob replied, trying not to let Kyubin's kisses and the slight shivers of pleasure they caused him distract him from the subject... although it was quite complicated. "I know I agreed to everything and I'm not entirely opposed to going on because it's not like we can go home like this," he uncrossed his legs and pointed to his budding erection, "but I don't plan to do anything until everyone has left."
"Okay..." Kyubin muttered. The older man broke away from him to look at his watch. "They should start packing up in a while, so, in the meantime, we can do something less intense... mmmm..." he closed his eyes, thoughtful for a few moments. "A lap dance?" he proposed, patting his thighs, thus indicating to Taeyeob that he could sit on them.
"You're incorrigible," the boy replied.
"And you love me like this."
"Unfortunately."
Kyubin laughed again at his answer and that brought a smile to Taeyeob's face, who felt much more relaxed now than when they had been in front of the mirror, near the door, and when Wookjin had entered the place. He knew that it wasn't going to be over until Kyubin was satisfied with his foray into semi-public sex that day, so all he could do was take things a little less personal and try to enjoy it the same way the older one was doing. His coworkers weren't going to be long in leaving and, then, they would have the whole floor to themselves, so, there would be no problem with them taking that to the last base, so, for the time being, he didn't mind making a little time and fulfilling one more of Kyubin's wishes —as if he didn't fulfill enough of them throughout the day—.
Taeyeob sighed deeply after making the decision and did as the older man had asked, dropping the papers back on the table and moving over the couch until he ended up sitting on Kyubin's thighs, his knees on either side of the older's hips, his hands taking hold on his strong, hard-working shoulders. A mischievous smile appeared on the full lips of his partner and Taeyeob leaned over him so he could kiss him lazily, without any hurry on his part, starting to move his hips in the same rhythm as he moved his lips. Moving that way made the ropes wrapped around him and across his crotch rub against his increasingly sensitive member, causing him to feel shivers of pleasure every few seconds. It wasn't the first time Kyubin had asked him for a lap dance, nor would it be the last, but Taeyeob had never been to a boys to know how it was really done, so, he just moved to the rhythm of an imaginary music, sticking closer and closer to the older man's body, sometimes brushing his limbs through the fabric of his pants, to feel more electric shocks in his own body, other times just touching his hands to his pecs, feeling them strong, firm under hi fingers, still moving his mouth against his, their tongues tasting each other.
Time passed slow and yet fast while they were in that way, but he didn't mind too much when he had Kyubin under him, just for him; however, the moment he heard how his coworkers began to leave, saying goodbye to each other, Taeyeob began to be aware of time and that, from that moment on, they could do something else, go a little further. As if Kyubin had read his mind, his large hands, which had been all that time holding his waist, strayed down and began to undo the button of Taeyeob's dress pants, pulling down the zipper and touching his member above the fabric of his boxers, causing a low gasp to come from the boy's lips above him. He was horny and very needy, any touch sent him seeing stars behind his eyelids, especially since every movement he had made all afternoon, had caused the ropes that were tied around his body to slip over his skin, and the ones that crossed over his crotch had brought him wild, so Kyubin's long fingers were only increasing his sensitivity and about to burst into a much needed orgasm.
And yet, just before he could do so, when his body was tensing up completely ready to abandon itself in absolute pleasure, Kyubin stopped touching him. Taeyeob opened his eyes, which he had closed a few moments before to enjoy the sensations of his body, turning away from the older man's face to look at him with reproach in his eyes.
"Don't look at me like that," muttered the other. "I'm going to make you feel so much better than just touching you like that."
"I can't hold on any longer," he replied in a desperate sounding gasp, so much so that Taeyeob surprised himself.
"Yes you can."
Kyubin's response was followed by a short, affectionate kiss on Taeyeob's temple and by his strong hands grabbing his butt to lift him off his legs and lay him on the couch as if he were a rag doll and not another grown man of practically six feet tall. After that, he simply got up from the couch and walked over to where several of the sex products they had not brought to the meeting, the ones they had reserved for themselves, which included a bottle of lubricant, tangerine flavor, and a packet of condoms of various colors and flavors. When Kyubin approached him again, he indicated with a wave of his hand to get down on all fours on the couch and Taeyeob bit his lower lip a little hard before heeding him, slowly shifting his position, feeling the ropes move as he did, brushing against his sensitive crotch. Once he was on his knees on the couch, with his forearms on the arm of the furniture and his butt raised, he felt the cushion sink behind him under Kyubin's weight and immediately after he felt Kyubin grab the waistband of his pants and pull them down his legs to his knees, doing exactly the same with his boxers. Taeyeob held his breath for a few seconds because he was now completely exposed, in his boss's office and at his boss's mercy.
"I'm going to untie the part of the rope that goes through your crotch," said Kyubin, "so I'll have better access."
Taeyeob nodded slightly and the older man immediately got down to work, carefully untying the knots he had tied hours before, knots that seemed to be quite well tied because Kyubin had to make several attempts, between mutterings and curses, before the ones in the lower part of his torso were finally untied. Taeyeob was finally free from the pressure he had felt during all that time in his crotch and from the rubbing of the rope in that sensitive area, so he couldn't help a gasp escaping from his lips when he stopped feeling it. Behind him, he heard Kyubin's low chuckle and turned his head a little, just enough to see over his shoulder how the older man watched his body with a sly smile and eyes full of desire.
"Stop laughing at me," Taeyeob snapped at him.
"I'm not laughing at you," he replied, placing a hand on his waist and leaning over his body to place a few kisses after lifting his shirt up along his back, in the gaps of is skin where the ropes crossed. "I just found the sigh after untying this area charming."
And to emphasize the area, Kyubin slapped his butt, causing another gasp to escape Taeyeob's lips. That time, Taeyeob didn't have time to complain about either the slap or Kyubin's giggle, because the moment he caught his breath to do so, he lost it again because Kyubin had decided to start preparing him. It had been eons since he had lost his virginity, eons since he felt again and again how the men he slept with prepared it, inserting one of their fingers into his rectum, some being rougher, others more delicate, using different amount of lubricant or saliva for it, but no matter how much time had passed since his disastrous first time, the moment Taeyeob felt how the first finger was introduced inside him, his whole body tensed in an irremediable way and he became breathless from the penetration. Kyubin's fingers were long and bony, but they had always been gentle with him, they had always treated him almost as if he were a piece of porcelain, delicate and fragile, when it came to preparing his rectum for penetration, but even so, Taeyeob always tensed up.
"Breathe," Kyubin murmured, his other hand caressing his waist, his thumb tracing circles on his skin. "Relax."
Taeyeob listened to him, he always did, and took a breath of air as he closed his eyes and tried to relax. It wasn't difficult, he only had to take a couple of deep breaths for his body to stop tensing and his rectum to open enough for Kyubin to continue with his task. Only a few moments later, the older man was starting again, moving his finger inside him, in and out, penetrating it carefully and slowly to get it used to him. The moment Taeyeob was completely relaxed and not tensing up again, everything was much, much easier for both of them. Kyubin removed his finger from inside him and poured more lubricant before testing if he could insert a second one, which he did with ease, slipping inside him without any problem and Taeyeob began to feel the pleasurable sensation of that penetration, the older man's fingers moving in and out of his body over and over again, opening and creating space, searching for the boy's prostate with his thrusts until he finally found it, causing Taeyeob to see stars under his closed eyelids and fall face first onto the soft arm of the couch.
"I think you're done," Kyubin muttered, moments later.
And Taeyeob couldn't agree more with that. He felt that his rectum was completely used to it and that he needed more because that seemed too little, so when Kyubin handled him again as if he were a rag doll, he didn't resist at all and let himself be done. The older man grabbed him by the waist to place him on his back on the sofa cushions and took off his shoes, which he was still wearing, so that he could easily remove his pants and underpants by his feet. He also went about opening his shirt again to leave him practically naked underneath him even though Kyubin hadn't taken off a single piece of clothing, something that Taeyeob found totally unfair and couldn't shut up about it.
"You're wearing too many clothes," he said to him, causing a smirk to peek out from Kyubin's lips.
"Do you want to see me as naked as you are?" the older man asked.
"Yes."
"Your wish is my command, my princess," he answered and Taeyeob felt like hitting him for that nickname, but he didn't because Kyubin started to undress immediately.
Without stopping looking at Taeyeob with infinite desire, Kyubin got rid of his jacket and left it on the back of the sofa, and then unknotted his tie and slowly unbuttoned the buttons of his shirt, leaving it open, but still on, showing through the hole left by the two pieces of cloth his worked body, his big and strong pectorals, his worked abs. After that, he simply unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down a little, but not completely, letting us see how through his black underpants we could guess the shape of his member, totally hard, even though it had not been touched, imprisoned against the fabric. Kyubin was completely aroused and Taeyeob couldn't take any more either, he needed to finish fucking him right there, any thoughts about being in the office, about someone surprising them, at the back of his mind, not caring in the least in those moments.
"I want to see more skin," he asked, almost in a gasp, involuntarily licking his lips.
"Of course."
Kyubin finished pulling down his pants and underpants, finally freeing his member and climbed onto the couch with only his shirt still on, opening the envelope of one of the condoms with his hands and touching himself for a few moments to get even harder before putting the condom on, sliding it over his member. Taeyeob didn't miss any of his movements, wanting it to penetrate him already, the expression on his face leaving no doubt that he wanted it and wanted it now. Kyubin didn't waste any more time and simply poured some lubricant on the condom, impregnating it well with that viscous liquid, and then placed himself between Taeyeob's legs, raising them to his shoulders taking advantage of his elasticity and, in that way, raising his ass to align it against his member. A mischievous smile was all Kyubin gave Taeyeob before he began to slowly, but firmly, thrust into him. Taeyeob had to bring one of his hands up to his mouth to stifle the moans coming from him so that they wouldn't echo inside the office or outside of it.
Kyubin's thrusts, which at first were slow, letting Taeyeob's body get used to them, began to become more and more intense, faster, deeper. Fingers gripping his waist, sinking deeper and deeper into his flesh as he took hold of it to keep penetrating him, harder, faster. The position wasn't comfortable, the couch wasn't comfortable, but Taeyeob didn't care in the least, all he could do was feel, feel and feel, feel so much that he would probably end up going crazy with pleasure. Kyubin's member began to rub against his prostate with each thrust the moment the older man leaned over him, changing his posture, and Taeyeob could feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm, his member rubbing against his stomach about to explode, twitching with each thrust of Kyubin. Taeyeob couldn't hold back any longer and ended up bringing the hand that wasn't stifling his moans against his mouth, to his member to touch himself.
He was so close to orgasm, so lost in his own pleasure, that he didn't notice the moment when Kyubin's right hand stopped its grip on his waist to grab his neck. Taeyeob remained static, noticing how the older's thumb and forefinger sank into his flesh, where his pulse was throbbing, squeezing hard enough to begin to take his breath away. Kyubin's onslaught grew louder and louder, faster and faster, as Taeyeob felt the remaining air in his lungs escape, causing his mind to cloud with pleasure and lack of oxygen. The boy began to gasp, in search of air and, at that moment, Kyubin's hand stopped squeezing his neck, causing all the air he had been lacking to rush into his system, at the same time his body erupted in an orgasm so intense that Taeyeob writhed from head to toe, his member spilling semen virulently into his stomach. His body still continued to be coursed by different electric currents as Kyubin kept penetrating him, triggering one spasm after another, lengthening his pleasure and his orgasm, until finally the older one also ended up cumming and stopped moving altogether, gasping for breath, on par with Taeyeob, who still hadn't recovered all the air he had been missing.
Taeyeob didn't even know how long they were like that, recovering, but his body still felt like it was made of jelly when Kyubin got out of it, taking off the condom and tying a knot with it, then taking from the low table next to the sofa a box of wipes from which he took out several to start cleaning up the mess on Taeyeob's stomach. After that, Kyubin got up from the sofa and began to pick up his clothes, putting them back on to pretend that absolutely nothing had happened there, before turning to Taeyeob and beginning to do the same with him. With infinite care and delicacy, he began to dress him, putting his underpants and pants back on, still lying on the couch and then maneuvered him to let him sit up and remove his shirt that way, undoing each and every one of the knots that held together the ropes he had had tangled along his torso, letting them fall off one by one until finally there were none left. Taeyeob looked at his body, noticing how in some areas of his torso could be glimpsed the shadow of some rope that had been stuck a little more, but that would not leave any mark and then let the older continue dressing him, pampering him, without putting any quibble or saying absolutely nothing. After dressing him, Kyubin bent down to put on his shoes as well and, when he was finally groomed, he ran his hands through his hair to comb it a bit and then simply sat down next to him on the couch, pulling him tightly into his arms.
"You've been a good boy today," he murmured against his ear, leaving a couple of short kisses on his cheek, causing Taeyeob to smile, "I know you weren't very pleased with everything we've done, but I swear I'll make it up to you and let you do anything you want to me."
"Really?" he asked, raising one of his eyebrows.
"Really," Kyubin replied, "I always keep my promises."
Kyubin left a short kiss on his cheek again and Taeyeob nodded in agreement. In the end, he had ended up doing everything the older had wanted, he had let him wrap him in ropes and let them have sex in his office without putting too much trouble on him even though a thousand and one scenarios had popped up in his mind about everything that could happen if for some reason they were caught doing all that. He had done it because he couldn't refuse Kyubin, he couldn't refuse anything Kyubin told him... in the same way that the elder couldn't refuse anything Taeyeob asked him to do, so, he would think about what he wanted to do in return and, on that occasion, he would be the one to have Kyubin at his mercy.
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