A/N: The explanation why Zhan calls Yibo a playboy and not a toyboy, as it should be, will become clearer in the course of the story of this book. 

It was almost three o'clock in the night when Yibo could hardly stand it anymore because of his intense excitement. He sat with his back turned to Zhan on his lap, moaning softly under every kiss on his neck and every touch of Zhan. Since long he was no longer able to withstand his own desire for more.

In this dark corner, unseen and undisturbed by everyone else, with one of Zhan's hands under his shirt playing on his chest and nipple and the other of Zhan's hands inside his trousers and playing on his hard cock, Yibo forgot everything around him. Circling his hips and pressing his butt firmly on Zhan's lap, he moved to the beat of the music.

Nothing but their desire for each other seemed to matter anymore, or even exist. Would they even make it to Zhan's house? Could they even hold out that much longer? No, Yibo knew that and Zhan was aware of it as well. But, what could they do? They were in a club, albeit in a quiet dark corner.

Yibo spun around on Zhan's lap to face him, kissing him wildly and passionately. He moved up and down on Zhan. More so as Zhan slid his hand back into his trousers and played with his backside. Greedy fingers made their way into Yibo's anus one by one, increasing Yibo's desire even more.

He opened Zhan's trousers and slid his hand inside to Zhan's stiff cock. Moving his hand up and down, Yibo demanded, "Let's do it. I don't want to wait anymore. I can't wait anymore and neither can you." Zhan nodded, kissed Yibo, and looked around.

"I have an idea. I know the manager. I know there is a private room here where there is a sofa." Replied Zhan.

"Go." Demanded Yibo.

The two straightened their clothes and went to look for the manager of the club. They found him behind the bar. And after a brief conversation with him and a few banknotes, he handed Zhan a key to the private room.

When Zhan opened the room door, there was nothing there but a big red sofa, a big standing mirror and a shelf full of boxes in which were glasses for the bar.

While Zhan closed the room door and locked it from the inside, Yibo knelt on the sofa. He leaned his elbows on the back of the freestanding sofa and stretched his butt in Zhan's direction. As he did so, however, he saw that he could see himself in the standing mirror and was fascinated by the thought of being able to watch himself and Zhan doing it with each other.

When Zhan had locked the door, he walked toward Yibo. He knelt behind him on the sofa. Yibo pressed against him, they kissed each other and he unzipped his trousers. "I want to do it in this position." He whispered looking in the mirror.

Zhan also looked at the mirror and asked, "So you want to watch us in the mirror?"

"Yes. The thought turns me on."

"Okay, I don't mind." Replied Zhan. Zhan took off Yibo's shirt and watched him in the mirror as Yibo opened his trousers. Very slowly, button by button. It excited Yibo to see Zhan watching him.

The two of them got up from the sofa briefly so Zhan could take Yibo's trousers off. Then Yibo knelt back on the sofa and Zhan squatted in front of it. He kissed Yibo's butt cheeks and licked with his tongue over Yibo's anus, which caused Yibo to say loudly, "Oh fuck, that feels good."

Yibo knelt wide-legged on the sofa and held onto the backrest as he watched Zhan lick his anus. He felt like being able to feel and see what Zhan was doing was once again bringing him to a completely new kind of passion. A passion he only experienced with Zhan and knew inside that he could only live it out with Zhan.

Zhan, who always seems to be prepared, took out a tube of lube from his jacket pocket that was lying next to Yibo. And likewise, he pulled out a condom. Yibo grinned and asked, "You always have this with you, don't you?"

"An old habit." Explained Zhan tersely.

"A good habit." Said Yibo delightedly and opened the tube of lube for Zhan. He didn't care at all how this habit came about. Because now there was only him for Zhan and he would be the only one Zhan would put his cock into anymore. So the old story didn't interest him at all right now.

With some lube, Zhan penetrated Yibo's anus with two fingers. It was very easy, because he had already started with it in the club room. And it didn't take long until the third finger also fit into Yibo's anus. Yibo's ass seemed almost greedy for this foreplay. After all, Zhan managed to stimulate Yibo's prostate again and again, making him moan loudly. "Ah that's music to my ears." Said Zhan as Yibo began to moan incessantly and loudly.

"Take me Zhan. I want to feel you inside me." Demanded Yibo after a few minutes. Zhan mischievously bit his lower lip and then licked it. Not wanting to soil the red sofa, Zhan not only put a condom on his own stiff cock, but also gave one to Yibo so that when he came, he could come in it.

Zhan knelt on the sofa behind Yibo and between his legs. Yibo propped himself up firmly on the backrest and watched very closely in the standing mirror what Zhan was doing. As Zhan positioned himself behind him and slowly pushed his cock into him. Being able to see this seemed to Yibo to be like watching a very erotic porno, with him as the main character. It made him totally hot.

This time Yibo felt no pain at all as Zhan penetrated him. Only an unpleasant pressure was felt at first, but it quickly stopped as soon as Zhan entered him completely.

As he had done the first time, Zhan began to move slowly. Back and forth while he was bent over Yibo, nibbling and sucking on his neck. Holding Yibo tightly with his right hand, he stroked Yibo's throat and chest with his left hand, slowly sliding down to Yibo's cock.

Yibo adjusted to Zhan's movements. Back and forth. In, out, over and over and faster and faster. And with each faster and firmer thrust, they both moaned louder and the desire inside them grew more intense and unstoppable. Zhan grabbed Yibo, pressed him against his body and took him fast and hard. And Yibo got his first orgasm.

But just like last time, it wasn't over because of that. It continued seamlessly. Demandingly, Yibo asked that Zhan not stop. All the while, he kept an eye on himself and Zhan through the mirror.

"Lie down on the sofa Zhan. I want to sit on you and ride." Moaned Yibo. Zhan lay down on the sofa, Yibo quickly adjusted the mirror so they could both see each other in it and then sat on Zhan. "Touch me Zhan." He demanded as he sat on top of Zhan with his cock inside him again.

Zhan stroked Yibo's upper body, kept pressing hard with both hands on Yibo's butt cheeks to take him faster, and Yibo watched himself in the mirror as he rode Zhan. He sat upright on him and kept his eyes on the reflection as he rode Zhan fast. He even stroked himself as he did so, as well as Zhan's upper body.

Whatever it is about Zhan that triggered this desire in Yibo and made him want to do things he could never imagine before, he didn't care. He just wanted to try everything, discover new sides of himself and be able to develop freely. And Zhan offered him that. With him, he could be who he was and live it up, try things out and have fun without conscience.

For minutes Yibo rode Zhan and did not get enough of it. The pleasure he felt was just unbelievable for him. Nothing could compare to the pleasure he felt when he had sex with Zhan. And it was only their second time.

They changed positions once again. Yibo went down on his knees on the sofa in front of Zhan. This time, however, he lowered his upper body on the seat of the sofa and stretched his bottom out to Zhan. Zhan knelt behind him, slowly penetrated him so that Yibo wouldn't miss any of it either as he watched all of this in the mirror, and only then began to take Yibo fast and hard, just as Yibo wanted.

Yibo lay flat on the sofa and clawed at the sofa cover with both hands as Zhan lay on top of him and took him hard. "Fuck yeah, just like that." He moaned as Zhan took him fast and hard one last time before they both finally came.

Breathing heavily and quickly, the two lay on the sofa. They were exhausted, and laughing because they both said at the same time, "That was amazing." Zhan kissed Yibo, who laid his head on Zhan's chest and fell asleep. Zhan also fell asleep shortly after.

In the morning when Yibo woke up because his arm hurt from lying on it all the time, he looked around. He and Zhan were still in the room of the club, lying naked on the sofa. And at the sight of Zhan's naked body, his desire stirred within him again.

Grinning, Yibo put his head back on Zhan's chest and began to gently stroke his upper body. He let his hand slide lower and lower with each round he ran his hand on Zhan's upper body until he reached Zhan's cock. Zhan moaned softly in his sleep, which Yibo found funny.

Yibo crawled further back on the sofa and between Zhan's legs, which he spread after a little emphasis from Yibo. Yibo had never sucked a cock before, but now he wanted to try it. So he licked a few times over Zhan's cock, which stiffened right after. Which Yibo found particularly delightful.

A bit awkward at first but with more and more fun Yibo started to suck Zhan's cock, who moaned louder and louder. As he did so, Yibo pushed Zhan's cock as far into his mouth and throat as he could without going too far and then perhaps having to gag, as he often saw in porn when women shoved men's dicks deep down their throats.

After a few minutes, Yibo was satisfied with his creation. Zhan's cock was stiff and he had made Zhan moan loudly and with pleasure. He searched the floor for Zhan's jacket, took out two more condoms, slipped one of them on Zhan's cock, the other on one of his own, and took the lube, a little of which he smeared on his anus.

Then Yibo squatted down and sat on Zhan. The latter slowly opened his eyes and watched Yibo push Zhan's cock into his anus all by himself, without any real preparation. Still from sex just a few hours earlier, Yibo's anus was quite soft and so it went relatively easily.

But unlike a few hours earlier, Yibo laid on top of Zhan's chest while he rode Zhan. The two kissed each other and Zhan's gently stroked his back. "I really like being woken up like this." Moaned Zhan. Yibo nodded and immediately kissed him again.

After ten minutes, their movements became faster and firmer again and shortly after, the two came together. This time Yibo stayed on top of Zhan for a while longer, letting him gently caress his back. He wanted to take advantage of the moment a little longer. Because just now he felt after this crazy night and the beautiful morning, really comfortable with the 30 year old businessman and did not want it to end now.