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seunghyun read the email for the fifth time that day, mouth dry and eyes wide. he didn't know what to say. it was from his classmate, kwon jiyong. the cute one that always dozed off in class. the one that always wore shorts that were too short and showed off those gorgeous thighs of his and the tattoos that he had. the one he had the fattest crush on and he didn't know why.

they had a film class together in college. seunghyun was really hoping to make a career out of it, to go on and be a cameraman for big movies. he had no clue why jiyong was in the class, he didn't seem like the type to be interested in that stuff - jiyong's email really clued him in to why he might be taking the class.

to seunghyun

i really admired your work when you were showing your project on the big screen. you're much better than me at filming! i'm messaging you because i'd really like to work with you, but i don't know if you'd be willing to shoot it.. i do porn, and the thing is, my tripod broke. hiring a good cameraman is so expensive, and i'm tired of the same stupid tripod angle. i'd pay you really well! if you're up for it, message me back!! no worries if not.

- kwon jiyong

seunghyun ran a hand through his hair as he stared at the email. he wanted to say yes so badly, but he didn't know how to. and he didn't even shoot porn, he shot films with meaning and stories - not cute boys finger fucking themselves.

was saying "i'd love to" too eager? was a simple "sure" not enough? he didn't know, and this stupid email had him trying to will away a boner - it wasn't working. how could he stand being in the same room as the younger in class tomorrow if he didn't answer it? or if he did?? it all felt like a loss.

seunghyun fell asleep thinking about it, he figured he could worry about it some more the next day.

and worry he did. his hands were shaking so bad in class the next day while he waited for jiyong to enter the room. jiyong entered with a rush of other students, but he was too recognizable. seunghyun couldn't take his eyes off of him, mesmerized at the boy's duality. jiyong sent him a soft smile from across the room and took his seat. seunghyun felt crazy.

his favorite class that most days only felt like minutes, felt like hours. it was torture sitting in that room, jiyong's presence intense and intimidating. seunghyun knew he was gonna have to talk to him or reply to that email - trying to catch him after class just seemed like less work, so he settled for that. when their professor released them, seunghyun rushed to catch up with jiyong. he must've had somewhere to be, cause he was fast on his feet. or maybe the class had been just as torturous for him, knowing seunghyun had yet to reply to him.

seunghyun caught the boy by his wrist, working up the courage to actually speak to him. jiyong jumped and stared at seunghyun like he was stupid.

"i.. uhm. i got your email," seunghyun started. jiyong bit his lip and titled his head, waiting to see seunghyun's reaction. "i'd really like to, i've just never shot porn before so.. i didn't know how i should reply."

"oh, that's great!!" jiyong audibly sighed, and seunghyun could see the look of relief on his pretty face. "i thought you'd think i was weird after you didn't reply.."

"no, i'm just really fucking awkward," seunghyun chuckled.

"you can't be more awkward than me, i'm the one that emailed you about shooting a porno for me," jiyong giggled and gave seunghyun a soft punch to his shoulder.

"that just makes you hot and confident," seunghyun shrugged, "i'm just the cameraman."

"everyone knows the cameraman is much hotter than they let the audience think," jiyong winked at him - and cut him off before he could even start. "anyway.. when are you free?"

"i'm free anytime this weekend," seunghyun answered.

"great! we're getting coffee friday night then, pick me up, bring your equipment," jiyong gave him a swift kiss on the cheek and ran off. seunghyun brought his hand up to his cheek - where jiyong had kissed him, smiling like a fool.

just the other day, seunghyun was mortified of ever talking to jiyong. he was too cute for his own good, popular, he seemed the type to never talk to seunghyun. and now, he had plans to help the boy shoot porn over the weekend. this was really happening.

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seunghyun picked jiyong up around 5:30pm, all his camera equipment in the trunk. it all felt like a booty call with extra steps, but as far as seunghyun knew, he was just there to record. jiyong gave him directions to a dainty little coffee shop that he said was his favorite. they sat in and chatted for a while, jiyong claimed he wanted to make sure seunghyun wasn't a creep, but it really felt like he just wanted to take the chance to get to know seunghyun better.

seunghyun wasn't inexperienced at all with sex. he was actually quite confident when it came to hookups, random girls and guys at the bar, strangers that he'd never see again. and he'd been on many dates, he tried his best to seem cool, and his partner would just gawk at him the whole time. but with jiyong? he actually felt shy. like he was curling in on himself, scared of saying the wrong thing. it's not like they were even on a date, this was supposed to be professional, really. but jiyong yapped his ear off, he had the prettiest smile seunghyun had ever seen, giggling at just about everything seunghyun said.

jiyong leaned over to whisper in seunghyun's ear, "let's get outta here," with a soft laugh attached to the end. the older rushed out of his seat, gathering up his crap and finishing his coffee. he lead jiyong back to his car, opening the passenger door for him. he knew they really weren't on a date, but he couldn't help the need to treat jiyong like a princess. he had even paid for his coffee and let him have the aux in his car.

they arrived back at jiyong's place, it was a nice little apartment - clean and well kept. seunghyun hauled all his gear into jiyong's studio room, working up a sweat, while princess jiyong hadn't had to lift a finger. just how seunghyun wanted.

"you can make yourself comfy, hyung. i need to change really quick," jiyong shut the door behind him and left seunghyun alone for a little. seunghyun set up his equipment and lights, but his eyes lingered around the room. there was a bed in the middle, a couch by the windows, a shelf full of dildos, blindfolds, cuffs, foggers. seunghyun wondered if jiyong would be using any of that while he filmed, shivering at the thought.

seunghyun jumped when he heard light tapping on the door. his jaw dropped when jiyong walked in. jiyong had on black, lacy thigh highs that ended right before his tattoos, and a big black zip up hoodie that came down below his butt. seunghyun prayed that there was more surprises under that hoodie.

"take a picture, it'll last longer," jiyong only giggled, pressing a kiss to seunghyun's cheek once again. "where do ya want me, cameraman?"

"bed is fine, it's where i aimed all the lighting," seunghyun smiled, he was trying to be professional, to not make jiyong uncomfortable or get ahead of himself in anyway, but this boy was making it so damn hard.

jiyong nodded and splayed himself out on the bed, grabbing lube and some sort of pink toy from the nightstand drawer - setting in on the bed for later.

"you ready to record?" jiyong asked. "i mean i'm no cameraman, but i can tell you i've got stamina.. once you start the recording there's really no stopping."

"i'm ready, are you?" seunghyun asked. jiyong hummed and took a big gulp of water from his water bottle. seunghyun counted him down and started the recording. jiyong began with a cutesy little intro, introducing himself and the fact that he had a new cameraman to give his fans all the best angles.

the first thing jiyong did was undress, giving the camera a strip tease - playing with the zipper of his hoodie, dragging it down dangerously slow. seunghyun held his breath, following the zipper with the camera. jiyong tossed the hoodie to the side, showing off the lacy little thong he'd been wearing under it. seunghyun accidentally let out a soft "oh fuck," making jiyong giggle.

"do you guys like my new panties..? even the hottie behind the camera loves them," jiyong winked at the camera, but seunghyun felt like it was for him. "why don't i give you cuties a better view?"

jiyong layed back and spread his knees wide open, arching his back and letting seunghyun work the angles while jiyong blabbed out needy, perverted things that would no doubt get his audience off. it was working on seunghyun, at least.

jiyong lifted his hips and slid his panties down his legs, he giggled a little before tossing them at the camera. they landed right on the lens, and seunghyun's cheeks burned red. he took the panties and stuffed them into the pocket of his jeans, eliciting another giggle out of jiyong.

"my new cameraman is naughty," jiyong snickered. he stole seunghyun's hand off the camera and gave it a sweet peck.

jiyong uncapped the lube and squirted a generous amount on his fingers, warming it between them. he spread his legs further and reached between them, circling his hole before pushing one digit in. he gasped softly, pushing in another digit. seunghyun got a closeup angle, grasping jiyong's thigh and lifting it so the camera could see better. jiyong pumped his smaller fingers in and out, letting out quiet gasps and moans.

seunghyun couldn't stop thinking about how pretty jiyong was. he was doing the best he could at his job, but all he wanted to do was worship the boy on his hands and knees. he saw tattoos on the boy that he'd never seen before, like the ones on his back or belly, and his shoulder. he was much larger than jiyong too, which had to have turned him on the most. jiyong's hands were dainty and shaky as he fingered himself, nails painted a glittery, pale pink. jiyong was skinny, had pale skin, was clean shaven everywhere. he just seemed so short and fragile, tiny compared to seunghyun.

jiyong pulled his fingers out, precum already dribbled onto his tummy, tip bright pink and begging to be played with. he grabbed the toy and the lube, pouring some on the toy for an easier glide. the toy was a pink little bullet vibrator. while it was small - it looked like it packed a punch. jiyong slid the toy inside, pressing the button on the bottom a few times. when it was fully on, jiyong startled. he gasped loudly, head thrown back, his legs pressed together immediately. the poor boy was visibly shaking, it was so hot.

seunghyun's dick was throbbing in his pants at this point, he'd adjusted so many times, but it was painfully obvious how hard he was. seunghyun grabbed jiyong's thighs softly and spread them apart, just to help the video progress. he gulped when he heard jiyong's whiny voice speak up.

"op-oppa," jiyong whined, his bottom lip sucked in between his teeth. his legs were shaking so hard, hands tangled into the sheets. seunghyun reached down and pumped the toy in and out of jiyong's tight little hole, seeing as he wasn't doing anything. jiyong moaned, thrashing against the sheets. jiyong reached down to stroke his own cock, crying out about how much he wanted to cum. the view threw the camera had seunghyun wanting to cum untouched, it was undeniably sexy.

jiyong threw his head back and was cumming in an instant, shooting his load over his tummy, his thighs shaking uncontrollably as seunghyun continued to pump the vibrator into him and record. once jiyong finished, seunghyun pulled the vibrator out and turned it off. jiyong layed limp for a second before signalling that he was done with the recording, so seunghyun turned it off and set his camera down.

seunghyun sat beside jiyong as he let him catch his breath, pretending like he wasn't ridiculously hard. and like that wasn't the best porn he'd ever watched, and he got to see it first hand. jiyong held seunghyun by the wrist, caressing the skin there with his thumb - he looked at seunghyun with pleading eyes.

"want more," jiyong pouted softly.

seunghyun thought for a second, "..do you want me to start the recording back up?"

"no, i.." jiyong climbed into seunghyun's lap, curling into him, "i want you.."

"me?" seunghyun scoffed, but he held jiyong by the waist, making sure he was comfy.

"is that okay?" jiyong whimpered.

"that's more than okay, baby," seunghyun chuckled, kissing jiyong's sweaty hair. "i want you more than anything right now. you were so fucking good for the camera."

"was i?" jiyong let out that cheeky giggle that seunghyun found so pretty.

"yeah, you were perfect," seunghyun smiled. "you got me hard as fuck, i think that was the point, hm?"

"mhm, it was," jiyong pressed soft kisses to seunghyun neck and cheek as he spoke. "want your cock, need you to split me open."

"is that right, sweetheart?"

"mhmm, want you to fuck me till i'm crying," jiyong giggled sweetly, even while he was talking about the nastiest things. seunghyun layed him out on the bed, finally pressing his lips to the younger's. jiyong clawed at seunghyun's shirt, helping him take it off. seunghyun slid his tongue inside jiyong's mouth, and jiyong's hands tangled into his hair. seunghyun grinded his clothed cock against jiyong, hearing him whine at the rough denim dragging against his sensitive dick - precum staining the older's pants.

jiyong pulled away from the kiss, a trail of spit connecting their lips for a split second. he leaned up to start unbuttoning seunghyun's jeans, but he manhandled him back down onto the bed, causing a loud whine to rip through jiyong's throat.

"need you in me so bad, please, oppa," jiyong pouted. seunghyun only chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to jiyong's cheek. seunghyun undid his belt and unzipped his pants devastatingly slow, making jiyong watch and not touch - a pout engraved on his face.

seunghyun discarded his pants to the floor where his shirt had ended up. he spread jiyong's legs, holding the boy's thighs up and spit down on his pink hole before starting to push in. he was met with a needy moan, like music to his ears. it sounded much more real than what jiyong had been giving the camera. jiyong wrapped his thighs, still covered by lace, around seunghyun's waist. his nails dug into seunghyun's broad back as he began to thrust into him.

"f-fuck, you're huge," jiyong sobbed, hiding his face in seunghyun's shoulder. his moans were non-stop, echoing throughout the whole house.

"so good for me, baby," seunghyun murmured into jiyong's hair, holding his waist and trying to find the boy's sweet spot. he angled his hips just right, and he felt jiyong's thighs shake around him, his moans only getting louder somehow.

"oppa, oppa!! right there! fuck, please don't stop," jiyong arched into the blankets, nails raking down seunghyun's tan skin as the man jackhammered into his prostate. "mmhh! 'm gonna cum!!"

"cum for me, baby," seunghyun groaned. "c'mon, cum on my cock like the pretty little thing you are."

"y-yes!! oppa!! i'm- fuck!" jiyong sobbed as he came, clenching down hard on seunghyun's cock - spurting all over his belly. seunghyun followed shortly after, cumming inside of jiyong's little hole with a groan.

seunghyun pulled out and collapsed beside jiyong, pulling the smaller boy on top of him. all jiyong could muster was a soft giggle.

"you're perfect, jiyong," seunghyun sighed, out of breath.

"me? all i did was sit there and look pretty. you're the one who's good at recording with a monster cock," jiyong laughed at that, as if it were even up for debate who was perfect there.

seunghyun pecked him on the lips and chuckled, his arm wrapped protectively around his shoulder. "if i'm so perfect, then why are you so perfect?"

"can't we both just be perfect?"

"i think you're perfect," seunghyun shrugged.

"but i think you're perfect-er," jiyong gushed.

"fine.." seunghyun faked annoyance, "but just because you're perfect."