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1. Masturbation and orgasm control
When Wonbin got a summer job as a lifeguard to save up for an electric guitar, he expected it to be boring. He expected annoying kids, entitled adults, and pre-teens to thirst after him. He had been one of those preteens once, and he had fallen prey to the mysterious allure of hot lifeguards, so he understood their delusions.
Wonbin especially understood their delusions when he shadowed his manager, Anton, for the first time. He tried his best to pay attention to all of the instructions and information Anton unloaded onto him. It certainly wasn't his fault that he wanted Anton to unload something else onto him. Or even better, into him. In fact, he would let Anton unload anywhere he pleased.
Anton presently stood across the pool from him, both walking back and forth to survey the pool, never getting closer to each other like they were in a cartoon chase. He looked perfect in his fitted red shirt and little white shorts. Their uniforms left little to the imagination, but that didn't stop Wonbin's from running wild with thoughts of the younger boy.
Wonbin wasn't surprised when his other manager, Sungchan, who was also dangerously handsome, scolded him for not following the meticulous rotation schedule. Wonbin apologized, and Sungchan just shook his head, heading back to the guard room muttering something about tiny shorts. He shook his own head to clear it of any lingering thoughts of Anton, switching out with Eunseok for his downshift. It was probably for the best, seeing as he was not exactly focused on anything related to safety at the moment.
Wonbin watched Anton during his entire break, memorizing how his muscles flexed and relaxed in his long, tan arms. If Wonbin knew swimming could result in the masterpiece of a body Anton possessed, he might have gone to more swim meets in high school. He had done his best not to get caught peeking in the locker room, but Anton was always so focused on his job, that it gave Wonbin a free pass to gawk at the tall man.
Sohee blew his whistle from his perch on the guard chair, announcing a 10 minutes until closing warning. There were groans from the kids in the free pool, and the adults in the lap pool began to gather their things and put away their equipment. Wonbin watched as a middle-aged woman in a cleavage-heavy cheetah print swimsuit struggled to put her kickboard away on the top shelf, not so subtly waiting for Anton to help her. Anton obliged politely, ever the gentleman. Wonbin watched with narrowed eyes as the cougar ran her hand down Anton's arm, her manicured touch lingering longer than could be perceived as normal.
His favorite coworker, Shotaro, stirred him from his glaring with a hand on his shoulder. Anton turned to look up at him with a smile, unable to be anything but happy in his hyung's presence. "Sungchannie wants to grab dinner with me, so it's just you and Ton closing tonight." Shotaro winked at him, and Wonbin rolled his eyes at the older man. "Good Luck!" Shotaro sing-songed, and Wonbin sent him as much of a glare as he could muster when he had just received such good news.
Anton walked over to Wonbin with an overflowing armful of pool noodles and a slightly annoyed grin. "I don't know why the kids need to have every single noodle in the pool, but it happens every shift!" Wonbin just shrugged and watched appreciatively as Anton's arms flexed around the comically large bundle of pool noodles. So large in fact, that only Anton with his swimmer's wingspan could hold them all at once.
Sohee blew his whistle from his perch on the guard chair and yelled at the little boys wrestling in the pool to hurry out. They let out groans of protest, but started moving ever so slightly faster toward the shallow end. It had become commonplace for Sohee to get the guard chair post, because his small stature and adorable smile had led to kids disrespecting him one too many times. In the chair though, his height didn't matter, and he had a megaphone to use if the kids weren't listening to him.
Honestly, Anton could have used the megaphone as well. His voice was so soft, that he usually just got the attention of one of the other lifeguards to yell corrections. That or he did his best to yell, which often led to the kids laughing at him, and the older ladies swooning over how sweet and gentle his voice was. The older ladies and Wonbin, or course.
"Bye, lover boy. Be gentle with our Anton!" Sohee said to Wonbin as he headed into the guardroom to gather his things and leave. Wonbin just rolled his eyes, grabbing the mop and beginning to clean the pool deck.
"Guess it's just us this evening." Anton murmured as he walked past Wonbin to grab another mop. He stood just close enough for his breath to raise the hairs on Wonbin's neck, but not close enough to touch Wonbin like he wanted him to.
They mopped the pool deck in relative silence, except for the R&B playlist of Wonbin's blasting from the speakers. Anton hadn't even fought for the aux, which was a welcome change from the rock paper scissors battles he usually had against Sohee. Wonbin watched as Anton hummed along to the Kehlani song, body moving slightly to the rhythm.
"There's a bandaid in the rec pool..." Wonbin announced with a scowl and a groan, hands on his hips. Anton walked up behind him, almost touching him again and driving him crazy.
"I'll get it, Hyung." Anton insisted, putting his hand on Wonbin's shoulder reassuringly. It sent a slight shiver through him, and he's sure Anton noticed it as well. Anton walked over to get the skimmer, singing along to NeYo who crooned over the speakers.
"Is this the type of music you typically listen to?" Wonbin laughs out as Anton dances back over to him, using the skimmer as a mic.
"I listen to a lot of different stuff, especially Japanese and Latin music. Your playlist has a lot of overlap with my taste, though, as I'm sure you could tell." Anton got the bandaid out of the water as he answered the other man. He calmly tipped the skimmer over the trash, throwing the bandaid away.
"We should do a karaoke night with all the other guys." Wonbin suggested as he waited for Anton to return from putting the skimmer back on the wall.
Anton nodded with a smile. Throwing an arm over Wonbin's shoulders. "You should ask Sungchan Hyung which days none of us are scheduled to work, so no one has an excuse to not show up."
"That's a great idea!" Wonbin exclaimed, looking slightly up at Anton, their faces only inches apart. "I knew I kept you around for a reason." He teasingly poked Anton's stomach to go along with his statement, face reddening when he felt the hard muscle underneath.
Anton blushed now as well, squirming away from Wonbin's side and disentangling his arm from the shorter boy's shoulders. "I'm ticklish!" Whined Anton, giving Wonbin a playful shove. Wonbin couldn't help but focus on the feeling of Anton's large hands on his body, the restrained power behind the action. He wanted more.
They entered the locker room together, their staff lockers only a few feet apart. Wonbin started to strip shamelessly, shoving his used uniform in his locker. He felt Anton's eyes on his back, so he played up taking off his little white shorts, making a show out of it. Anton's breath caught in his throat when Wonbin slid his shorts down to reveal that he didn't have anything beneath them.
Wonbin grabbed his towel and fashioned it around his waist before turning to face Anton again. He wasn't going to bare it all to the other man and get nothing in return. Disappointment settled in Wonbin's chest when he found Anton still fully clothed. Anton visibly gulped as he took in Wonbin's naked torso, and Wonbin couldn't help but feel snubbed.
"I think I'm just gonna shower at home." Anton muttered, averting his gaze from Wonbin's bare body and tugging at the collar of his uniform shirt awkwardly, skin flushed pink. Wonbin had to force himself not to pout or protest, especially when he could see a tent forming in Anton's tight shorts.
"Seeya tomorrow then." Wonbin said as he grabbed his shower bag and headed to the showers. "Just leave the keys and I'll lock up the locker room after I shower." Anton nodded and began hurriedly stuffing his things in his duffle bag.
Wonbin switched the shower on and heard the sound of keys getting set on top of the metal lockers. As soon as the water was a tolerable temperature, he slipped his towel off and hung it on the hook next to the shower, stepping into the stream of water and sighing. Another thing Wonbin hadn't anticipated about lifeguarding was the amount of walking it entailed. He tended to get around 17,000 steps in an 8 hour shift, all while staying on the pool deck.
A sigh of contentment spilled from Wonbin's slack jaw as the hot water relaxed his sore muscles. It wasn’t as nice as a bath would have been, but it would certainly do. As the water hit his body, he couldn't help but let his mind drift back to Anton. The feeling of Anton's big hands on him, how pretty he looked when he blushed, the way he got so flustered when Wonbin got undressed, and most notably, the fact that Anton got hard just from watching Wonbin undress.
As his mind wandered, he let his hand follow suit. Wonbin's hand trailed along his abdomen and made its way down to his already hardening dick. He sighed as his hand began to move, eyes fluttering shut and head falling back. He found a good rhythm and let out a groan, biting his bottom lip so he didn't alert the night janitorial staff to his nefarious activities.
Wonbin's hand sped up, feeling his orgasm rapidly approaching. His body tensed up, muscles clenching, ready for release. He let out a whimper as he pumped faster. He fell forward, gripping the wall with his free hand, losing his rhythm completely as he felt his orgasm about to crash over him.
"It's a good thing I took the wrong keys." Anton's sweet voice cut through the room like a knife, the usual softness slightly having a slightly sharper edge to it. Wonbin's hand seized and his eyes flew open, orgasm dissipating in an instant. He wanted to let out a whine, but he held back thanks to his audience.
"Fuck!" Wonbin sighed as he reached to turn the shower off. But then Anton was right behind him, grabbing his hand to stop him.
"Keep going." Anton said in his gentle voice, and Wonbin felt like crying and moaning at that very moment. Despite how gentle his tone was, something about it told Wonbin he was serious, and commanded the older man to follow the order.
With his newfound audience, Wonbin began touching himself, blushing from the hot shower, the pleasure, slight embarrassment and the pure eroticism of the whole situation. A whine escaped his lips and he leaned back, searching for contact with Anton. Wonbin's back collided with Anton's chest, and he could feel the older man's erection against his ass. As Wonbin's head fell back against Anton's shoulder with a moan, Anton grabbed Wonbin's bare waist to steady him.
Anton groaned into Wonbin's neck, placing a kiss on top of his racing pulse. Wonbin let out a sigh and nuzzled back into Anton as his own hand continued its sinful ministrations. "Good boy." Anton murmured, placing a gentle kiss on Wonbin's temple. He let his hands drag up and down Wonbin's sides, drawing out shivers and whimpers from the shorter.
"I'm so close!" Wonbin gasped out, his hand frantically stroking his dick as he leaned back so much, Anton was practically holding him up.
"Well, that just won't do." Anton stated, and Wonbin made a noise of confusion and desperation. "If you can last five more minutes without stopping, I'll fuck you so good you'll forget everything except my name." Wonbin let out a noise of protest, but slowed his strokes.
"Please!" Wonbin begged, eyes glancing to look up at Anton with so much desire and yearning it almost had him caving in. It was so much more fun making Wonbin work for it though. "I can feel that you want me, too." Wonbin stated, grinding his ass back against Anton to prove his point.
"I gave you your terms baby." Wonbin whined again at the statement, his hand barely moving at this point. "You better not let me catch you stopping." Anton trailed his hands from Wonbin's waist to tease his nipples. Wonbin cried out sharply, folding nearly in half and pushing his ass further into Anton's erection.
"Tonnie! I can't take it. It's too much!" Wonbin cried out, tears pricking at the corners of his big brown eyes. Anton didn't stop though, instead using his superior strength to make Wonbin stand up straight again.
"You can do it baby." Anton assured, securing his mouth to Wonbin's neck and sucking a mark into it. "Just remember what your prize will be if you can be a good patient boy for me." Wonbin whined and quivered in Anton's arms, trying to escape his all encompassing hold.
"I need to cum!" Wonbin shouted, practically screaming. If here was a possibility the night crew had not already heard them, it was quashed right then and there.
"Cum for me then." Anton spoke against Wonbin's ear, teeth nipping at the older's earlobe. With the newly granted permission, Wonbin fell apart in Anton's arms, completely and utterly wrecked.
As Wonbin came down from his high, he felt almost out of body. He felt his legs give out, but Anton's arms around him kept him upright. The water shut off, and then Wonbin felt himself getting wrapped in a towel and carried.
"My baby did so well, even though he couldn't make it the full five minutes." Anton pressed a kiss to the side of Wonbin's head as he sat on the bench near their lockers, placing Wonbin on his lap. Wonbin whimpered at the statement, but let his head fall against Anton's chest.
They sat there for what must have been 5 minutes while Wonbin recovered from his orgasm, Anton rubbing soothing circles into his back. When he was finally nearly back to normal, he wiggled on Anton's lap, finding Anton still hard beneath him. Anton forced him to be still and gave him a reprimanding look.
"Don't you want me to help you out?" Wonbin asked, a little dejected, and looking very pouty. Anton let out a soft chuckle at Wonbin's pouting, kissing his lips to get rid of it.
"Seeing you come undone in my arms was more than enough for me." Anton assured the boy in his lap, nuzzling their cheeks together affectionately. "Plus, I'm more than happy to take an IOU." Wonbin blushed furiously, nodding, eagerly agreeing to Anton's terms yet again.
"I'll have to cook up something equally as torturous as what you just did to me." Wonbin announced, kissing Anton on the tip of his nose in a way that did not match his unhinged statement. "I'll have you begging for me." Wonbin said, quirking an eyebrow at Anton.
"Whatever makes you happy." Anton murmured, pressing feather light kisses to Wonbin's jawline that was beginning to grow back the hair he had shaved off that morning. Wonbin let himself luxuriate in the affection, closing his eyes to let the last 30 minutes sink in.