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My Stepdad? (Repost)

Bang chan x Kim seungmin

(I'm officially dead now)

"Seungmin, I have to go on a business trip for the week," his mom announced as she gathered her things together. "Your stepdad will be here to take care of you while I'm gone."

Seungmin nodded along, his heart raced. He couldn't believe he was in this situation. Just a month ago, his mom had married Bang Chan, a man he'd always found too hot to be his father. As his mom left the room, Seungmin couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and fear. He watched as Bang Chan leaned in to kiss her goodbye, their lips locking passionately. It was then that he realized how lucky his mom was to have found someone like him. After the door shut, Seungmin heard the lock click into place. He felt his heart racing as he realized he was alone with his stepdad for the week.

The dinner was silent, with only the clinking of utensils and the occasional murmur from Bang Chan breaking the stillness. Seungmin couldn't help but feel self-conscious as he ate his food, aware of his stepdad's gaze on him. Seungmin tried his best to focus on his dinner, but the atmosphere was tense and he could feel himself growing more and more anxious. After finishing his meal, he murmured a soft "good night" to Bang Chan before heading upstairs to his room.

Seungmin lay in his bed, staring up at the ceiling as his mind raced with thoughts of his stepdad. He couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be with him, how hot he would feel against him. As the images in his mind grew more explicit, Seungmin's breathing became heavier. He could feel himself growing hard beneath his pajamas, an ache beginning to form in his chest. His hands moved restlessly over the sheets, tracing patterns as he tried to calm down.

Seungmin couldn't hold himself anymore. He slid his own hand down inside his pajama, gripping his hard-on through the fabric. His breaths came quick and ragged as he began to stroke himself, lost in a haze of desire. Seungmin's strokes became faster, his grip tightening on his erection. He bit down on his bottom lip, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to escape him.

As Seungmin stroked himself faster, his other hand found its way to his nipples. He gently teased them, rolling and pinching them between his fingers. His breath hitched, and he let out a soft moan, "c-chann..ngh.."

Chan couldn't believe his ears as he heard Seungmin moan his name from behind the closed door. His heart thumped wildly in his chest, and before he knew it, he was silently opening the door.

Seungmin's eyes were closed, his head tilted back as he lost himself in the pleasure. His grip tightened on his cock, and he moaned again, "Chann.."

Chan felt his resolve crumble. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of his step son, so lost in desire. He watched as Seungmin stroked himself faster, his breath coming in ragged gasps. There was no turning back now.

As Chan finally opened the door fully, Seungmin's eyes widened in surprise. He quickly tried to hide his body with the blanket, but it was too late.

"Seungmin!" Chan's voice was like a whip, and his eyes were dark and scary. He looked mad, and it made Seungmin gulp nervously. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he demanded, his voice low and threatening.

Seungmin gulped and looked down, feeling ashamed of himself. He couldn't bring himself to look his step father in the eye. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." he stammered.

Seungmin felt his stepdad getting closer, and he forced himself to look up into those eyes. They were dark and intense, like a storm brewing on the horizon. Seungmin gulped as he saw the smirk on his step dad's face. He had never seen him look like this before. It was both intimidating and... arousing. His mind was spinning as he tried to process what was happening. With a devious grin, Chan leaned in closer to Seungmin, his breath tickling the younger man's ear as he spoke. "Do you need help with something, baby?" His voice was smooth and seductive, causing Seungmin's heart to race and almost moan.

As Chan sat on the bed, he couldn't help but notice the bulge in Seungmin's pants. A smirk tugged at his lips as he reached out to pull down the blanket, revealing Seungmin's hard member twitching beneath it. When Seungmin tried to hide his erection with his hand, Chan gently pulled it away and started massaging his throbbing cock through his pants. "Relax, baby,"..

"Ahh, so responsive," Chan murmured as he felt Seungmin's cock twitch in his hand. His fingers slid under the waistband of Seungmin's pants, massaging the sensitive head through his underwear. Seungmin's whimpers grew louder as Chan's hand continued to tease and massage his hard cock through the underwear...His hips bucked slightly, seeking more contact. "Chan... please," he begged softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Without warning, Chan slid his hand out of Seungmin's pants and removing it...His fingers teased the waistband of Seungmin's underwear before slipping beneath them as well. "you better call me daddy if you wanna cum.."

"d-daddy..?"

With a smirk, Chan began to stroke Seungmin's cock as he leaned in close, whispering "That's it, call me daddy." As he stroked him faster and harder, Seungmin moaned louder and called out to Chan. "Ahh..mmh..d..daddy~ "

With a mischievous grin, Chan leaned in closer, "You want me to finish you off, baby?" His words were laced with temptation as he continued stroking Seungmin's hard cock.

Feeling desperate, Seungmin nodded frantically.

"Y-Yes, Daddy! Please..ah..make me cum..!" His pleas were answered as Chan took his nipples between his lips and sucked hard, sending shivers down Seungmin's spine.

Seungmin's back arched as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the brink. With a scream that was part pleasure, part surprise, he came hard in Chan's hand. "S-Shit.."

Chan pulled away from Seungmin's nipples, watching as the younger man arched his back and shook with pleasure. His eyes were glassy and unfocused, and his body was trembling with aftershocks of his orgasm...

With a smile, Chan reached over and grabbed some tissues from the nearby table, using them to clean up the mess that Seungmin had made. He tossed the tissues into the trash can before looking back at the younger man, who was still trying to catch his breath.

Seungmin noticed Chan's hard on and, despite his exhaustion, couldn't help but be aroused by it. He managed a weak smile and said, "I can help...."

Chan chuckled and shook his head. "No, no. You've done enough tonight, baby. Rest and I will take care of it." He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to Seungmin's forehead before rising from the bed.

Seungmin couldn't help but blush at Chan's words, feeling both aroused and embarrassed. He nodded in agreement, knowing he was too tired to do anything else. Within minutes, he was fast asleep...

Chan kissed Seungmin's forehead one last time, smiling softly at the sight of him asleep. He quietly left the room, closing the door behind him and making his way downstairs to his room...