Familiar face (markhyuck)

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-2 weeks earlier-

Mark strode past the bestsellers display at the front of the bookstore, bypassed the discount section of books no one wants to read.

He had heard the Coffee Beans and Tea Leaves magazine had released a special magazine this month, and he wanted to get a clean copy for himself before people get their hands on them and bruise the page corners with their browsing fingers.

Mark knew this bookstore layout well, even though he doesn't come often, and he rounded the corner where they sell greeting cards and journals.

And he nearly ran over a person standing at the end of the shelf, someone flipping through writing notebooks. Mark, thankfully, halted himself in time, but the other person started back, the Moleskine nearly flying from his fingertips.

"Sorry" Mark said and lifted his eyes to peek up at the person.

"No problem" the young man replied, offering a polite smile. He adjusted a baseball cap that shaded his eyes and white-rimmed glasses.

Mark turned to walk around the young man. But something made him pause. He had already stepped forward with one foot, but brought it back.

"Have we met before? I recognize your face…" Mark's brows furrowed, scouring his memory as to why he knew this guy's face from somewhere.

The young man blinked and considered Mark again, gaze shifting as he seeked his own memory. Then, his polite smile grew.

"Ah, you've probably seen one of my videos!"

"Hmm. YouTube?" Mark asked.

"No," the other replied, and his smile had grown so wide now. "...Porn"

Mark was sure his face had drained of all color before turning red, if he could assume from how hot his cheeks felt. His mind supplied him with the video he had discovered a few days ago.

Chocolate brown eyes glaring fiercely up at the camera, flashing behind glasses, groaning with every forceful yank at his hair.

The flush of his face, his mouth wide open as he moans, taken from behind, simultaneously whining and demanding, "A-ah, harder! Fucking give it to me!"

"Which ones have you watched? Which ones did you like? Have you watched the newest one, 'Dicks of Freedom?' and oh yeah, call me Donghyuck, what's your name? Hey, uh, hello?"

Mark became aware of a hand on his shoulder and the guy having taken a step forward into his space.

Mark somehow stammered his name out, face steaming, because holy shit that was that amateur 'Tasty Sun' as he is nicknamed, right in front of him.
And fucking hell, he doesn't know how many times he has jerked off to his videos since discovering him a few days ago.

"If you don't remember which ones you liked," Donghyuck continued to ramble, "I can help refresh your memory, like was it the one from last summer, at the beach–"

"Beach Bombs!" Mark blurted out, and oh my fucking god why did he say that out loud.

Why did he even answer that? Was it to get Donghyuck to shut up because that was so damn embarrassing? Who talks about their own porn like this with absolutely no shame?

Donghyuck let go of Mark's shoulder that he had been squeezing a little too enthusiastically. He blinked, and Mark thought how those long lashes were definitely not captured properly in video, even in HD quality.

Donghyuck was silent for a second, and then he was animated again, practically vibrating on the spot.

"Beach Bombs? One of my first videos! Wow, I'm really flattered! It's not as popular either, since it's so short and I don't even get around to being fucked in it…"

Mark groaned, covering his flaming red cheeks with one hand as Beach Bombs flooded into his memories.

Tasty Sun bent over, back arched and leaning forward on his elbows, facing the camera with mouth hanging open in anticipation. He is begging for it with hungry moans. His glasses are already fogged up from all his panting. And then, cum shot after cum shot lands on his glasses, staining them white. It splashes all over his cheeks, on his parted lips, and he greedily licks it all up.

Yeah, so maybe Mark developed a thing for facials on Tasty Sun after that video.

Mark sighed and dropped his hand from his face, and darted a peek up at Donghyuck.

He thought of all the videos where Donghyuck's face down, cheek pressed onto the ground and glasses nearly askew as he was fucked roughly from behind.

Or where he was riding and his body was slick with sweat, his glasses sliding to the tip of his nose, but Donghyuck pushed them up with trembling fingertips. Or the one video where his glasses were nearly knocked off in a good face fuck.
Angriest blowjob he has ever seen in his life.

Seriously, those eyes flashing behind those glasses were deadly.