System! This Prince Doesn't Want To Be An Idol Popstar!

It was his 18th birthday. Today, Wen Dong was going to finally kiss him! Ping Ping couldn’t stop his body from buzzing with anticipation. He told his parent’s he was just going to celebrate his birthday with Wen Dong at his friend’s house. He told his cousin and Suu Jin told him to take it slow, there was no need to rush anything.

So, here sitting in Wen Dong’s bed, he played with his gift his friend gave him. The dog plushie was cute and Ping Ping loved it very much, but he just wished his friend wasn’t taking so dang long! Wen Don had left to grab something and Ping Ping wanted to follow, but was told to stay in the room. It had been over an hour! What was Wen Dong doing?!

Squeezing the plushie to him, he squeezed his eyes shut and frowned deeply.

“Ah Dong doesn’t love me,” Ping Ping huffed and grabbed the dog’s head and shook it, “Am I not lovable?!”

Suddenly the light flickered off and Ping Ping looked toward the door to see Wen Dong holding a lighted candle on a small cake. His friend sang Happy Birthday to him and he couldn’t help feeling relieved. Blowing the fire out, he waited until the cake was placed down before jumping onto the taller man.

“Thank you Ah Dong!”

“You’re welcome,” Wen Dong grinned and pecked his forehead, “Go on, eat the cake.”

“Feed me?” Ping Ping blinked big green eyes at him and Wen Dong rolled his eyes, but did as he was asked.

“Ah Ping,” Wen Dong smiled as he fed his friend, “Want to be my boyfriend?”

“Yes!” Ping Ping bounced on his lap.

“That was fast,” he laughed and his eyes widened when the pinkette moved to peck his lips. Blinking that in, when he saw his frien- boyfriend’s cheeks reddened, Wen Dong held the boy’s face to kiss him slowly.

Pulling back, Wen Dong stared at the younger man before pressing their lips again. Ping Ping’s heart was pounding so hard, but his skin was like lots of little bees flying inside him. His lips were being nibbled and Ping Ping parted his lips in a gasp. Tongue slipped in and he shut his eyes tighter. Ping didn’t know what kind of kiss this was. It felt weird and Wen Dong’s hand was warm under his shirt.

It made his body shiver and he was pressed against his boyfriend. The taller man was making him feel really strange and the feeling inbetween his legs were making his mind crazy. He had seen the videos and knew what he wanted, but…

“Ah!” Ping cried out when hands slipped into his pants to touch his ass. They pushed him forward, making him rub against something hard. Wait… Was it Wen Dong’s hardness he was rubbing against? That thought only made his body flush harder.

“Ah Ping,” Wen Dong kissed his cheek to nibble at his ear, “Are you sure you want this for your birthday?”

“Ah~ Ah Dong,” the pinkette panted clutching at his shirt, “I think… I… Ah~”

Wen Dong smiled and stopped forcing the rubbing. Picking them off the floor, he laid Ping Ping down on the bed. He stared at Ping with his fingers at his boyfriend’s pant button. Green eyes looked at him dilated with lips parted wet. Licking his own lips, Wen Dong slowly unbuttoned Ping’s pant to pull it off. Next, the boxers came off.

Ping Ping felt… He felt scared and vulnerable! Quickly grabbing the hem of his shirt, he pulled it down to cover himself. Face hot and eyes darting away, the pinkette maybe didn’t think all of this over. He definitely wanted to do things with Wen Dong, his now boyfriend, but he was afraid.

“Baby Ping,” Wen Dong let out a laugh, “We don’t have to do anything. Let’s watch a movie.”

“No! I… I want to!” Ping Ping spoke up and quickly lifted off his shirt. Shutting his eyes tightly, his body was trembling with anticipation and fear.

“Ah Ping,” Wen Dong sighed and laid down beside the naked pinkette, “We have plenty of days to do it. We can wait.”

“But I want to do it now!” Ping pouted and Wen Dong just held him close, “Ah Dong!”

“Hm?” The taller man sounded with his face pressed to the pink hair, ignoring the struggling naked person in his arms.

“Sex. Gimme! It’s my birthday.”

“Geez, you are demanding,” Wen Dong sighed and reached down to wrap his fingers around Ping’s cock.

Ping cried out and covered his face. The grip around him moved faster and Ping Ping couldn’t help his hips from squirming. His heart was thumping hard, his stomach felt weird, and his mind was fogging up.

“Ah Dong!” The pinkette cried out and came with his entire body curling. Kisses were pressed to his face and Ping Ping stared at Wen Dong, before grabbing his phone and running to the bathroom. Wen Dong was confused and went to follow the naked young man. Thankfully his mother was working, so it was just them alone.

“Ping Ping?” He banged on the bathroom door.

“Need to be alone,” the pinkette shouted.

“You’re alright?”

“Yeah…”

“Alright. I’ll be in the room.”

Ping Ping heard his boyfriend’s footsteps walked away and he quickly called Suu Jin. He waited and waited with his tears falling down his eyes. Wen Dong touched him. He should feel happy but he felt weird and scared.

“Biao di?” Jin’s voice came through.

“Ah Jin,” Ping sniffled and cried.

“What happened?” The idol prince’s voice sounded alert.

“I’m scared.”

“I’m coming to get you. Wait for me.”

Ping Ping hung up and covered his face against his knees. Hugging his knees, he just couldn’t stop himself from crying. He felt dirty and gross. He felt guilty and angry. He felt sad and miserable. He should feel happy, right? He was finally with Ah Dong and they were touching like lovers, but Ping just couldn’t control his tears.

“Ah Ping, are you sure you are fine? I can hear you crying. Did I hurt you?” Wen Dong questioned with worry. All he did was give the pinkette a hand job.

Ping didn’t reply and worry filled him even more. He went to grab Ping’s clothes and brought them the bathroom. He knocked on the door and let Ping Ping know. The door slowly opened and his heart dropped seeing his boyfriend in tears.

“Ah Ping-”

The clothes were grabbed and the door slammed closed. His phone rang in the bedroom so he headed to pick it up. Surprised colored his face when he saw the caller.

“Ah Shun?”

“Ah Dong,” Shun’s groaned, “What did you do?”

“What?”

“Ah Jin is heading to pick Ping Ping up, so… what happened?”

“Wait… what?! Jin is coming here?” Wen Dong frowned, “Ah Ping wanted to… you know. I told him we could just do it next time but he kept demanding it so I… I gave him a hand job, he came, then ran to the bathroom to cry.”

“…”

“…”

“Gross,” Shun finally said, “Listen, when Jin comes, try to get Ping outside.”

“Why?” Wen Dong furrowed his brows.

“Cause he left here really quick and he is angry.”

“…”

“…”

“How long do I have?”

“Probably five minutes.”

“What? Doesn’t it take like 30 minutes to get here from you?”

“Yeah, but Jin is driving himself…”