I write about fictional characters and Kpop (mostly ateez), feel free to send requests and I may fulfill them.
My fics can contain mxm, fxf, and very explicit content. I always put warnings (⚠️ ⚠️) over each post in case there might be minors or people that aren't comfortable with r rated stuff.
There might be some fluff too, but it'll be mostly smut.
For now, I have a list of characters and people I'd like to write for. ↓ Here it is!! ↓
Warnings : Dry humping, sex challenge, car sex, sub!yeosang, dom!wooyoung, dom!san, voyeurism, slight threesome, public sex, handjob.
Summary : While waiting for their members in the car and watching videos, they scroll down to find two guys filming a sexual challenge. Both deciding to try it out, they end up losing pathetically.
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The group has decided to go shopping for the day, but a few hours in and Yeosang has been starting to feel annoyed by the overwhelming amount of people surrounding him. He isn't usually affected by crowds, today is different and somehow he feels suffocated.
Wooyoung is the one that notices his pale skin and uncomfortable expression and he brings it to his friend's attention. "You ok there Yeosanh-ah?"
Yeosang lets out a shaky sigh and it's all Wooyoung needs to warn the others of their departure, affirming that they both will wait for them in the car. "Take your time, we'll find a way to entertain ourselves."
"Alright, call us if you need anything." Seonghwa's caring nature surfaces, concern showing on his handsome features and Wooyoung is quick to press his lips to his older friend's cheek, a loud smacking sound resonating through the clothing store. "Aww~ Don't worry about us mommy we'll be fine."
The pair escape their hyung's grasp, Wooyoung being the one to drag Yeosang away from all the chaos. While Seonghwa is left to stifle a groan and glare at the rest of his cackling children, as they find the scene to have been unbelievably funny.
The best friends exit the mall and make their way to the van unhurriedly. Wooyoung is telling a story, trying to settle Yeosang's nerves by occupying his mind. It does help the ladder, busy listening to the other's voice and attempting to understand his words.
They enter the car in silence, the anecdote over before the doors even open. It is a comfortable, relaxing quietness that fills the space between them and Yeosang finds his heartbeat slowing, his head unfogging rather fast.
He has always felt at peace with Wooyoung, finding comfort in him no matter the situation. But especially in moments like this, when he needs someone to regulate his mind and body.
"Wanna doomscroll until they're back?" It's his way to keep Yeosang occupied, focused on anything else rather than getting lost in his own mind. By his reaction, Wooyoung understands the other's decision. Yeosang nods almost unnoticeably and hums while staring blankly at the dashboard, before blinking himself back to reality and answering verbally. "Let's do it."
They watch videos on TikTok for a little over twenty minutes, the atmosphere is a lot more relaxed than it was previously and Wooyoung takes that as a win. That is until his friend scrolls down once more and instead of a funny or cute video, they stumble upon something far more explicit.
If it wasn't for the shy side eye look Yeosang gives him , Wooyoung would've spit all of the water he just gulped in his mouth. He restrains from it, swallowing the cold liquid down his throat so that the other boy doesn't get more startled.
To his surprise, the TikTok is still ongoing and Woo notices the curiosity behind Yeosang's embarrassed exterior. The car is filled with the sound of heavy breathing and moans, which gives Wooyoung butterflies. He feels the coil in his stomach forming and his arousal quickly awakening from the sight on the screen.
They watch side by side, a knowing silence between them as two best friends are dry humping each other. They're doing a challenge apparently, from what Wooyoung is able to read in the description. They have to hump each other for ten whole minutes without getting hard and if they lose, the challenge is expended to trying not to cum for ten more minutes.
It is beyond Wooyoung's comprehension as to why the video hasn't been taken down and the user banned, it's literally porn. Although he can't complain if it's the miracle he's been waiting for, a solution to his endless pinning for the boy sitting next to him.
"Wooyoung-ah." Yeosang is the first to break ice, much to Wooyoung's surprise. Said boy makes eye contact with the other, chest burning with anxiety and cock swelling embarrassingly fast. "Yeah?"
"You up for a challenge?" Wooyoung actually chokes this time, the sharp intake of air getting stuck in his throat. Yeosang finds his coughing fit amusing, watching as the other's ears and neck become almost concerningly too red. Woo isn't the only one who likes to tease after all. After receiving a few gentle pats on his back from Yeo, Wooyoung straightens up and regains his thoughts.
"You're messing with me, right?" Wooyoung is preparing to laugh in order to hide his upcoming disappointment, waiting for Yeosang to confirm his suspicions, but it never comes. Instead the other shrugs and looks at him dead in the eye, as serious as ever and says. "Of course not. We're best friends after all, we'll win the challenge easily."
Nuh-uh. They already lost, Wooyoung's erection is enough to prove it, but what Yeosang doesn't know won't hurt him. Right? "Yeah, no. For sure!"
As soon as those words leave Wooyoung's lips, Yeosang is climbing over the console to straddle his laps. Wooyoung can barely muffle a groan as the other settles on top of him with his full weight, the pressure on his cock is subtle but still enough to be pleasurable.
He watches as his friend sets up the phone against the passenger door, pressing the record button and getting in position once more.
While Wooyoung loses his mind, trying not to show any type of reaction, Yeosang seems to be having the time of his life. He looks so innocent above him, an excited grin spread over his lower face and eyes filled with a competitive spark. It's just a game to him, at least that's the vibe Wooyoung is getting from him.
"Can I start?" Wooyoung gulps in anticipation, Yeosang's forwardness shocks him but it turns him on more than anything else. He nods to give his friend the green light and immediately after, the other begins to grind his hips down against his dick.
"Mmhff-oh. Fuck!" Wooyoung throws his head back, the sudden wave of pleasure too much to handle, there's no way he can act like this isn't affecting him. Yeosang pauses right away, wondering if it's possible that Wooyoung is hard already. "Wooyoungie, are you-"
"No! Ff-fuc- It's just my zipper." Wooyoung clumsily reaches to tug at Yeosang's shirt, pulling him closer and switching his hand placement to the boy's hips. He guides his movements and sets a moderate pace, forcing Yeosang to rub his clothed cock to his own.
Yeosang breathes heavily while Wooyoung is already panting, his friend's aroused state being pretty obvious at this point. He pretends he doesn't notice the other's boner, choosing to believe the lie he was fed because he doesn't want this to stop. "Wait! Slow down, there's no need to rush."
Wooyoung listens to the request, but instead of slowing down, he stops all together. Holding Yeosang's hips in place and instead of continuing to guide the other's moves, he changes things up. They both feel more heated as Wooyoung begins to trust his cock up against Yeosang.
Yeosang moans softly as he sits there, being held up by his best friend as he fucks up into him. One of his hands is pressed against the headrest of his friend's seat and with his other, he's gripping onto Wooyoung's wrist so hard that his nails dig into the skin and leaving marks. "Ohh, god~"
Yeosang's whiny moans are music to Wooyoung's ears and he grinds harder to get even more reaction out of him, letting explicit sounds of his own. He feels his friend's dick becomes harder with each trust while his own twitches and is leaking precum generously.
"I think it's sa-ahh! S-safe to say.. That we-mmhh lost the challenge." Wooyoung announces, out of breath. Yeosang nods from where his head rests against the other's shoulder, unable to keep his head straight.
None of them put a stop to it, knowing that they reached the second part of the challenge. Now all they have to do is, to not cum for ten minutes. "You ok to keep going?"
Woo asks for Yeosang's consent and all he gets in return is frustrated whimpers, because he had stopped his movements. The lack of pleasure makes Yeo feel like a sex deprived junkie, he subconsciously humps his friend until the other chuckles playfully and picks up the rhythm.
The boy under him tightens his hold on his pelvis and he him fuck himself onto his covered dick. Yeosang whines loudly, his whole length rubs against Wooyoung's and it feels heavenly. He can feel the warm precum soaking through both their pants and how hard they are, which makes him blush further.
Wooyoung pushes Yeosang back and doesn't explain his intentions, taking his friend by complete surprise when he reaches under his seat and rolls backwards. His next move is to pull the lever up and adjust the back of the seat until it's almost fully lying down and then he manhandles Yeosang onto his back, switching their positions unexpectedly. "W-oo?"
Wooyoung doesn't give him an answer and instead spreads the boy's legs, settling his lower body until he's pressed against him. Yeosang throws his head back, their lengths are pressed to one another and he can feel every twitch and reaction Wooyoung makes.
While holding both legs behind his back, Wooyoung starts trusting against Yeosang. If anyone were to see them from outside the car, it would look like they are actually fucking.
"Woo-mmh~ Wooyoung-ahh! Mmffuch yeahh! H-ah-harder plEAse!" Wooyoung's stomach tightens, his cock weeping as he hears his best friend, that he is in love with, begging him to make him feel good. He obeys and rolls his hips expertly against Yeosang, rubbing their clothes cocks together and watching his friend's eyes roll back.
Wooyoung cums, hips stuttering for a few seconds but quickly he regains control of them so Yeosang can reach his own orgasm. He rides out his high and stimulates his friend's cock at the same time and just when he feels Yeosang's body tense, the door is ripped open sending both of them jumping away from each other.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" Hongjoong's voice is filled with both anger and confusion, mostly because this is the most unexpected situation but also because if the members were able to see them, maybe other people did too. Wooyoung is a bit ashamed, but he doesn't regret a thing.
Yeosang on the other hand looks like he is about to cry, still very painfully hard and mortified to have been caught, by none other than his closest friends.
San pushes through the group and analyses the scene for a moment, before he reaches for Yeosang'e pants. His fingers grasp the zipper and he makes a swift move of opening the overwhelmed boy's jeans.
Everyone watches in both amazement and carefulness, wondering what their friend has in mind. While they're focused on the trio, Seonghwa who notices the cellphone filming the whole thing, circles the car to open the passenger door and becomes the designated cameraman.
Wooyoung holds his breath as he lets it play out in front of him, watching San pull out Yeosang's leaking cock out of his boxers. Yeosang hides his face in the crook of his arm, letting San have his way with him.
The audience is satisfied when the shy boy who is getting his cock stimulated, cries out in deep pleasure, but also relief. San smirks, proud that he is the reason Yeosang looks so fucked out right now, but Wooyoung isn't too happy about it.
Another hand wraps around the length and Yeosang despite being in the midst of losing his mind, steals a quick glance down. He is glad to see that Wooyoung has joined San in giving him a handjob and becomes incoherent the moment they both build his upcoming orgasm. "Feels good baby?"
Wooyoung glares at San when the nickname escapes his lips, working on pleasing Yeosang better than him. He jerks his cock with precise strokes and a tight grip that makes the slit leak every time he squeezes the tip.
San on the other hand, he's focusing on fucking his closed fist closer to the base and creates a kind of pulsing beat with the tension of his hold. He knows about Wooyoung's love for Yeosang and he is definitely jealous, thus explaining why he stepped up to jerk off one of his crushes.
Yeosang is in so much pleasure, the two hands working on his cock are bringing him closer to his peak and it won't be long before he releases. Two more hands adding themselves to the equation is what tips him over, both of his friends having the same idea at the same time.
They engulf his cock completely, covering every part, from base to tip and they stroke him so fucking good. In a way, it's like they're giving a massage to the whole length, even the tip receiving an overwhelming amount of friction. "Oh~ AahHH!"
Yeosang ejaculates hard while they all watch, cum spurting out thickly from the tip, landing on every surface and both San and Wooyoung. He arches against the seat and lays back while they work him through the intense orgasm, jerking his dick until he is spasming from too much pleasure.
Wooyoung licks the sperm off of his fingers, watching with green envy as San beats him to feeding Yeosang his own cum. He scoffs and grimaces, almost looking away when Yeosang sucks the boy's fingers with vigor.
What he doesn't expect, is for Yeosang to pull him by his shirt and wrap his legs around his waist, gently tugging the hair at the base of his nape and pulling him in for a heated kiss. Wooyoung melts, getting worked immediately and poking the other's mouth with his tongue.
Once Yeosang parts his lips in surrender, it's over. Wooyoung shoves his tongue in and tastes every inch of his mouth, he even goes as far as fucking his throat with the wet muscle and he feels the vibration of the moans that Yeosang can't hold back.
The six members are watching in awe until San forcefully tugs Wooyoung away from devouring Yeosang. He has to pull at his hair harshly so the other lets go and a string of saliva connects both of their parted lips.
They're both panting and eye fucking each other, communicating through their intense stare off and San ignores the tension. With his index and middle finger he rubs the tips over Wooyoung's lower lip, collecting the saliva and rolls the clear string of liquid until it detaches itself from Yeosang's tongue too.
Caught off guard, Wooyoung almost curses at San, but cuts himself off quickly when the boy wraps his lips around his own fingers, humming as he suckles and tastes both of their fluid. It awakens his softening cock, eyes shining with something deeper than friendship for the first time. "Sannie.."
Now he has feelings for two of his best friends and he just realises the rest of the group just watched the whole ordeal and maybe a couple of bypassing strangers too. Oops.
Warnings : Mxm, overstimulation, edging, ruined orgasms, a lot of cum, slight hentai, teasing, fleshlights, fuck machine.
Summary : Seonghwa uses a fuck machine equipped with a fleshlight that is synced to his game and Yunho catches him in the act. He is curious and invites himself in, testing out his friend's new purchase.
Seonghwa made a new purchase a few days ago and he is waiting for the notification to pop up on his phone, indicating is package to be delivered. Checking his screen every few seconds while biting his nails, the handsome man is growing more impatient the longer time flies by. "Why is it taking so long? 'Should have been delivered over two hours ago."
A sigh escapes his parted lips for the hundredth time this evening, Seonghwa hopes he will be able to relieve himself today at least. Before he can let out a desperate groan, a knock is heard throughout the dorm and as he stands up, the boy almost trips over his own feet from how fast he moves.
He has never reached the front door so quickly, ready to bet the entirety of his wealth that it could even beat a world record. The box is snatched the next moment and brought to be delicately placed on his desk.
Now that it's finally here, he almost feels too ecstatic to even open the package. Various emotions travel throughout his body and mind, thrilled to finally have the opportunity to try his new possession, but also a bit anxious. Many questions concerning him all of a sudden like; Will it work? Is it loud, if it is then will the others hear it? Should he wait until everyone's asleep?
Seonghwa contemplates his choices and thoughts very carefully, because he doesn't want to end up in an awkward situation. "I'll just open it now."
He slices through the tape and opens the box to find another medium sized package, there are some images and writings covering it that makes Seonghwa's ears burn with shame. He kind of feels dirty for buying such things and he wouldn't be caught dead with them.
Inside is a pack of fleshlights with different shapes and lengths, seonghwa opens it clumsily to find four of them safely tucked between a velvet protection. There are holes cut perfectly for each of them and it is obviously top quality, which is exactly what the boy paid for.
He bought the best rated pack on a sex toy website and made sure to read thoroughly before purchasing. They are made of silicone and were carefully designed to reproduce the texture as similar to skin as possible, Seonghwa can proudly admit that it does feel pretty real.
He fingers each cock sleeve meticulously, imagining his own cock being stimulated instead. The man chooses one in particular, the one he'll use first, it's clear and Seonghwa can already picture the way is dick will look when he fucks it. The fleshlight is tight and the inner part is covered in little bumps and detailed ridges that rub his skin deliciously.
"Ww-wow." He has to force himself to let go and put it aside to analyze the rest of the package's content. The second item is a tall bottle of lube, the size definitely necessary for what Seonghwa has in mind and he smiles shyly as he sets it on his desk.
The next thing is a sort of fuck machine. It's actually more of a metal arm with a clamp so it can be fixed to any thin and flat surfaces, the other end is a kind of cylindric grip so that you can put any fleshlight in. It's designed so the fleshlight is fixed and can be adjusted to a tighter or loser grip, depending on preferences and sizes.
The mechanism of the machine goes up and down, recreating the movement such as a hand, mouth or genitals. Different speeds can be set or as Seonghwa planned, there is a special feature adapted for syncing to a game.
Seonghwa opens and sets it all up, syncing the machine to his already opened tab, the screen displaying a hentai game he has been wanting to try for a while. He also watched porn videos of a guy who plays it and uses a machine like he is about to try, it's actually how he got the idea in the first place.
"Alright, here we go." Once synced, he turns it on to make sure it works and watches in awe, cock swelling in his pants from how erotic the sight is. Before he ends up drooling, Seonghwa turns it off and while he gathers everything he needs, very dirty thoughts appear in his head.
Seonghwa sits on his chair and rolls forward, adjusting the machine so he can attach the fleshy toy to the grip part. He takes a few deep breaths before unzipping his pants with trembling fingers, quickly becoming a panting mess because of how turned on he is.
"Oh fuck." The boy curses under his breath and groans when he overs the silicone toy to the tip of his now hard dick, tightening the grip surrounding the fleshlight fixed between the clamp. Seonghwa gulps in anticipation, tummy fluttering in excitement.
Wrapping his hand around the base of his cock, he inserts himself inside slowly, by pulling onto the metallic arm and lowering it. He penetrates until the tip of his dick comes out at the other side, moaning as it feels so pleasurable already. Seonghwa sits back further in his gaming chair, legs shaking pathetically under the weight of his body.
He trusts shallowly, but with haste and whine as pre-cum spurts out of his slit. The feeling of the fake pussy wrapping around his sensitive head making him throb, overwhelming him faster than he would have thought.
He carefully pushes the whole way in again and whimpers as it squeezes him just right. Seonghwa adjusts the tightness further, until it fits him snuggly and positions the machine with his heart pumping hard against his chest. He pants from the excitement of the upcoming pleasure. "Ah-ah."
Seonghwa fully syncs his game to the toy and leans back, controller in clammy hands. He begins the first stage right away and almost loses his mind from how good it feels. The fleshlight moves up and down slowly and very subtly while he moves around in the game and shoots enemies.
Each time he uses the gun, the toy jerks him in short and quick movements. With his head being all fuzzy and barely able to concentrate on anything else other than the fake hole gripping his leaking cock tightly, Seonghwa hunches over, digging his nails into one of his thighs.
He fights against a few naked monsters and gets taken down, the screen shows his character getting fucked by a tall girl with tentacles, her pussy sucking in the artificial cock in sync with the fleshlight. Her tentacles are playing with his nipples and Seomghwa pinches his own to make it more realistic.
Right now, the man is insanely glad to have made this purchase and he can't wait to be able to try it for many times to come, even though he's still just starting to use it for the first time. Seonghwa is already imagining endless scenarios of fucking the fleshlights or getting fucked by them.
The way the silicone sucks in his dick repeatedly, is better than some of the pussy he's had till now. He feels every ridge and bump along the toy and it massages his length just right, so precisely that his eyes roll back and his body doesn't feel like his. "Holy fucking hel-"
Seonghwa is swimming through the deep amount of pleasure the fleshlight brings him, he enjoys each second with delight. On top of that, the tip of his cock keeps being rubbed by the other entry. With every stroke of the machine, his lower stomach burns hotter and it's only a matter of seconds before he reaches his peak.
"Ugh- Ahh!" Seonghwa chokes on a moan, his cock getting pumped so well that he drops the controller onto the floor, cumming all over himself and it shoots out all the way to his computer screen and his face. He ejaculated prematurely, barely 5 minutes in.
But the mechanic arm gets stuck in place, the fleshlight squeezing his cock at the base and staying immobile. Seonghwa's climax isn't satisfying at all and he it angers him so much, that he couldn't ride it out until there was no sperm left in his balls.
Right now, it feels like he is in a worse position than he was before, the ruined orgasm only having made him more pant up. Seonghwa thinks he might go crazy if he doesn't empty his balls fully and soon.
Then out of nowhere, it turns on again and the character on his computer gets approached by a tiny elf. The boy, having not paid attention to his game after the unfair event, suddenly picks up the controller from the floor and tries to move out of the way.
Seonghwa seems to be continuing with his bad luck and it's too late, the elf caught him. The fuck machine becomes crazy, fucking the pocket pussy on his rock hard cock mercilessly. It mirrors the scene rolling onto the screen and Seonghwa arches against the chair, unable to stay still.
The tiny elf is being held by his character and forcefully being pushed down onto his dick. Her much smaller body bouncing and being penetrated until her stomach is bulging.
He attempts to turn the toy off, but it doesn't work and Seonghwa ends up being overstimulated, completely overwhelmed, both from the pleasure and the graphic images playing in front of him. He shakes hard and his cock keeps twitching, his hips jerking away from the intense pleasure. "Oh~ God!"
Unfortunately he fails to escape the stimulation and a powerful orgasm crashes through him, sending him traveling through another dimension. A guttural groan escapes from deep within his chest as thick ropes of cum spurt out of his spent cock and Seonghwa shivers through it, the orgasm hitting him hard.
Yunho who was asleep in his room, woke up to the sound of someone visibly in pain. He comes out in the hallway to investigate and notices they're from Seonghwa's room. He listens in for any call for help, but when he hears another groan, much louder this time, Yunho doesn't hesitate to burst through the door.
Although what he finds isn't his friend in need of help, but him ejaculating everywhere while he's being milked by some type of machine. Yunho is in shock, this was the last thing he was expecting.
The light of the hall makes Seonghwa whip his head around in a flash, but the tall silhouette hugging the frame sends him panicking. He desperately tries to stop the toy and cries from too much pleasure, although the main reason for his outburst is the presence of his younger friend.
He is deeply ashamed and feels sick to his stomach, only just being able to imagine how the other boy must be feeling. Yunho on the other hand, is not disgusted, nor he is uncomfortable with the situation, it just caught him off guard is all.
He watches his hyung struggle with the machine, trying to push it away, turn it off, hands flapping around in utter desperation. Nothing puts an end to both the mental and physical torture, that is until Yunho steps up next to him and magically turns it off in a single attempt.
Seonghwa shutters once the intense waves of pleasure and pain disappear from his body, sobbing quietly in relief, but also from the fear of losing one of his dearest friends. Now that his mind seems a bit clearer, he can finally form more coherent thoughts and the reality of the situation is worse than expected. "Yu-yunho?"
Yunho is deaf to the sound of Seonghwa's voice, hypnotised by the sticky substance splattered everywhere near the setup. His gaze his locked onto his target and he reaches over with his fingers to play with seonghwa's cum. "You came a lot Hyung."
Seonghwa's breath hitches at the unexpected comment, he nervously watches Yunho run his fingers along his softening shaft and the toy, gathering his cum on his slender fingers, completely unfazed. The oldest is suddenly shy under the other's strong presence, the way he boldly takes charge setting butterflies to erupt in his stomach.
"Sit on the bed while I have fun with your little fuck machine." Seonghwa obeys immediately, sliding his soft dick out of the toy, the squelching noise adding to his embarrassment.
Yunho is so fucking turned on that he almost throws himself onto the gaming chair, not losing a second before unzipping his jeans and tugging his length out expertly. He is interrupted by Seonghwa during his attempt to insert himself inside the fleshlight, his friend handing him the bottle of lube. "No need, it's already prepped all for me."
A confused Seonghwa quickly chokes on his own saliva when the realisation hits and he watches in awe as Yunho penetrates his rock hard cock into the fake pussy, the half dried cum being used as lube. "Shit!"
Yunho pushes start and the game continues where it was left off, shooting sexy monsters and trying to level up. It isn't long before Seonghwa cock becomes stiff again and a small surge of courage curses through him, pushing him to caress the tip of Yunho's cock when it sticks out of the fleshlight.
"Oh. Oh." Yunho hunches forward in pleasure. Being fucked by the machine is already pretty intense, but the pad of Seonghwa's soft fingers dragging along his most sensitive part is what almost sends him over the edge. His friend lets out a breathy laugh, enjoying his reactions.
"Hyung. If you don't play nice, I won't either." Yunho warns while panting heavily, leaving Seonghwa taken aback. He wasn't trying to tease the other, the curiosity got the best of him, but hearing the playful threat, the boy considers pushing Yunho's limits.
He decides against it when he catches a glimpse of the pleased expression on the other's face, guessing he might be close from how his eyebrows crunches up and mouth becomes slack. Seonghwa observes every little reaction coming from the youngest, listening to his moans and groans filled with pleasure. "That's it, just let go."
Seonghwa squeezes the other's thigh, giving him a sort of reassurance. Yunho cums the moment his older friend touches him, but as cum spurts out messily, the fleshlight malfunctions. It stops entirely, again. "Oh- ff-fuck No! Mmh-f-"
While he is still orgasming, Yunho can't control himself, almost breaking the chair from how hard he fucks into the toy. He rides out his high, but without much satisfaction. The frustration is evident on his face and Seonghwa helps him out of the toy, taking over the reins while Yunho catches his breath.
The youngest is being pulled onto the bed, following Seonghwa and getting on top of the other. He is eager to kiss his friend as Seonghwa presses his lips against his, Yunho quickly shakes off the residues of the mostly ruined orgasm and leads the kiss.
They have the hottest makeout session, Yunho pushing the other's legs open and pressing his hips against Seonghwa's, both moaning in each other's mouth. Seonghwa bucks up in sync with Yunho's thrusts and their cocks rub together so deliciously that drool runs down the corner of the oldest boy's mouth, the youngest biting into his shoulder only adding to the pleasure. "M'close don't stop please~"
Then he stops and Seonghwa almost crashes out, knowing how Yunho loves to tease him. He hides into the crook of his elbow, an embarrassing sting burning behind his closed eyelids. He feels Yunho's weight disappear and the bed dipping soon after, curiosity winning over his pride and he peeks out with teary eyes.
"Thought we could make use of it. Wouldn't it be hot if we fucked this tight pussy together?" Seonghwa gasps, astonished, Yunho is much more dirty minded than he imagined. Quickly, he nods once noticing how the boy waits for his consent.
Yunho straddles him in one swift motion, getting their cocks positioned next to one another. Seonghwa's stomach flutters in excitement, anticipating the pure bliss he is about to experience with one of his closest friends.
The boy on top of him takes ahold of both their erected dicks and aligns them to the entrance of the fleshlight, building up the suspense by only letting the tips poking inside. "Yes please~ please fuck me."
Seonghwa keeps begging Yunho as he teases both of the leaking cocks, mercilessly torturing the heads by rubbing the hole over them. The boy pretends to be about to fuck the pussy onto the shafts, but only shallowly sucking a little more of the lengths inside before taking away the pleasure.
Seonghwa is shaking when Yunho finally lowers the fleshlight onto their cocks, crying out in harmony with the other's groans. Pre-cum dribbles out of their slits, leaking like broken faucets. "I'm fucking close."
"Me t-Ahh. Fuck!" Seonghwa arches up, releasing unexpectedly. His cum shoots out all the way to his chest and some even reach his lower face. Yunho moans, the erotic scene pushes him closer to his peak. He leans down and licks the cum splattered on the other's face, humming as the salty taste hits his taste buds. "Y'taste good Hyung! Could suck your cock till there's nothing left."
"I c-can't~" Seonghwa whines, overwhelmed to a point where he can barely speak. The crude words Yunho uses, make him twitch, or maybe it's the overstimulation on his abused cock.
His friend still hasn't cum yet and he is jerking them off at a fast pace, the tight grip creating a precise and intense suction which is starting to make Seonghwa lightheaded. Yunho ignores his pleas and chases his own high while unknowingly pushing the other over his own limits. "Your cock feels so good rubbing against mine."
Yunho's orgasm follows soon after, riding it out by thrusting his cock inside the pocket pussy instead of sliding it up and down. His cum spurts out all over Seonghwa while he still rubs their cocks together, both of them in deep pleasure.
Especially Seonghwa who damn near loses his mind as he squirts all over himself, clear liquid bursts out from his tip. It comes out in jets, timed with Yunho's eagerly moving hips.
"Holy shit!" Yunho watches Seonghwa writhe under him, slowing down his thrusts until they're both finished. The after waves of his orgasms make the oldest completely limp, panting softly as he comes down from the high. Yunho on the other hand, recovers pretty fast and he takes advantage of his state to get a warm towel and clean Seonghwa.
He waits for the other to gain back full consciousness and once Seonghwa opens his eyes, he squishes his face against his pillow, a shy smile appearing on his lips which makes Yunho chuckle. "I hope it was as good for you as it was for me."
Heyy there! I'm working on a lot of oneshots at the same time, but I would like to ask for your opinions. What would you like to read next? I'll focus on the more popular one first and make sure to post it as soon as I can.
1. Seonghwa x Yunho : Seonghwa uses a fuck machine equipped with a fleshlight that is synced to his game and Yunho catches him in the act. He is curious and invites himself in, testing out his friend's new purchase.
2. Yeosang x Wooyoung : While waiting for their members in the car and watching videos, they scroll down to find two guys filming a sexual challenge. Wooyoung convinces Yeosang to do it with him and they end up losing pathetically.
3. San x Seonghwa : Seonghwa gets too excited by sexy fancams and takes care of his problem on the couch while the other members are around. San watches him and eventually helps him out, being careful not to bring attention to themselves.
Warnings : Vibrator, shower head, massage chair, getting caught while masturbating, forced orgasm, bondage, edging, Hongjoong has a pussy.
Summary : Hongjoong has a pussy and wants to try new sensations, he sneaks into your massage room.
Word count : 2.8k
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You're a professional massage therapist and have happened to open your own business from home. One of your rooms is especially limited to you and your clients, strictly saved for your work. It's full of equipment and supplies, your very own deserved massage salon.
There is a massage chair in the middle, counters longing the walls further away from the door with some of your creams and oils. Your equipment, like massage guns and treatment tools, are all well sorted on a metal rolling table.
You chose to place a spa bed in one of the corners, in case you would need it and there are a couple of decorations hung on your orange painted walls. One of your friends made you a bench made of laminated rocks and it fits perfectly near the door, adding a natural vibe to your little workplace.
The floor is covered in tiles and you had to get it renovated to install a drain in the middle, you use it when it's time to clean your clients. You bought a very unique cleaning system, it's some kind of shower head, but spread thin and it's fixed all around a metal ring that you can pivot and move to use wherever you want. You choose where the jet is aimed at and it's such a necessary tool, since you've had it, clients have been praising its capabilities.
Today is a very rare day, you're off of work and choose to spend it shopping for some more massage utilities or some end of therapy gifts that you've been dying to buy.
Hongjoong is a very close friend of yours and he also happens to be your roomate. He knows that you are gone and actually have been waited for your departure with excitement bubbling in his stomach. After he heard the door shutting, double checking by looking out the window for your car driving off, Hongjoong jumps off the couch and runs towards your off limits massage room.
He takes this almost inexistant opportunity to sneak inside and snoop around, because he's only seen it from outside, never crossing the threshold. He nosily reads every label on every bottle and instruments, touching and picking up some things to inspect them further. "What the hell is that?"
He picks up some kind of silicone roller, probably what you use on your clients muscles. There are all kinds of weird stuff he's never seen before and he feels a bit giddy, wanting to know about every single one of them. He wishes he could try them all on himself or even better, you would use it on him.
Hongjoong looks down as he feels his pussy clench around nothing, exhaling shakily with a hint of nervousness. It takes everything inside him to put back the massager he's holding and make a beeline for the exit before he does something he might regret.
"Don't look back, don't loo-" There's no turning back now, Hongjoong can't leave once his attention falls onto the massage gun on the rolling table. It's calling for him, maybe he could just turn it on to see what it does.
He picks it up with trembling fingers, gulping down his worries and pressing the start button until the device vibrates strongly. Hongjoong gasps in shock, he definitely didn't expect it to be so intense. Dirty thoughts appear in his mind way too fast for his liking and his clit tingles with the hunger to feel those vibrations stimulate him.
While panting softly, Hongjoong stumbles over his own feet as he hurries to take off his pants and climb the chair, laying back and getting comfortable for what's about to come. "Fuck what am I doing?"
His boxers are still on, but Hongjoong doesn't think he'll be able to handle such intense pleasure directly onto his bare pussy. The massage gun is still vibrating like crazy from where he placed it on the table, temporarily. He reaches for it and sighs deeply as the pulsations tease the sensitive skin of his palm and fingers, he can only imagine what it'll feel like on his clit.
He aims the vibrating part over his twitching clit and with a trembling breath, lowers it until it's pressing right against his center. He didn't expect the pleasure to hit him immediately, but it shoots right through him and he is left moaning and squirming onto the massage chair. "Oh- fuck!"
The feeling is so intense that he already feels an orgasm forming in the pit of his stomach and that's when he notices the gun is at the lowest level. It's almost scary to think of the highest one, would he cum right away? Is it more pleasurable or is it just too much to endure, Hongjoong isn't sure he'll try the other settings just yet.
He settles on enjoying the best clit massage he ever had without changing anything and can barely hold the toy from how much he is affected, but he tightens his grip, nothing will stop him from reaching the best high of his life. His whole body feels like it's on fire and his orgasm is so close, he can feel it all the way to his toes and his back arches uncontrollably. "I'm cumming! Yeaahh-cu-"
The vibrations stop. Hongjoong's eyes open and they widen in betrayal, he glares at the massager with disdain, a bitter taste on his tongue. How can he be so unlucky? The batteries died and the gun almost gave him a dry orgasm, he can feel his hole clench and his clit jerking as it weeps generously, drenching the seat under him.
"That's fucking bullshit.. I was so close-ughh!" He throws it angrily onto the cart on his right and presses his palms against his closed lids, hoping to erase what just happened. He is so frustrated right now he could beg anyone to touch him and make him cum, literally, he would do anything to reach his orgasm.
Hongjoong scans the room and his eyes fall onto a bottle labeled, stimulating cream. There are warnings and detailed instructions, but it goes over his head as he clumsily opens the lid. With one hand he takes off his shirt while the other holds the bottle. Once almost completely naked, he squeezes the paste like cream onto his hand and then rubs his hands together.
When he decides that it's warm enough, he rubs the cream all over his nipples, circling them and teasing himself for a minute. It doesn't take long before he feels it, a tingling sensation. It's almost too subtle at first, but Hongjoong pinches the nub between his fingers and gropes his pecs generously, desperately needing to be touched. "Aaahh- need it s-oohh bad~"
And he gets what he asks for, his nipples feel stimulated without him having to do anything. Hongjoong whines as it feels like someone is rubbing them with vigour, his head is thrown back in pleasure. That's when an idea hits him.
He quickly grabs the tube and squirts some more of the paste into his hands, so much more. He bites his lower lip as he pulls down his boxers, until they're wrapped around his knees and then he spreads the cream all over his pussy. He rubs his clit and slides his fingers down and all the way to his tight hole, he uses his index and middle finger to penetrate himself and massage some of the paste into his gummy walls.
The reaction is instant and Hongjoong arches from the chair, the cream causes his whole cunt to tingle in pleasure. It stimulates his most sensitive area with so much intensity that he can't think straight and he's practically drooling from the pure ecstasy.
Hongjoong only has to lay back and enjoy as he's being pleasured, his arms resting on both of his sides and hands gripping the cushy material beneath him. He's moaning while panting and a soft smile tugs at the corner of his lips, clearly in love with this newfound stimulation. The only downside to the product is that, no matter how much he applies on his pussy and no matter how long he waits, it doesn't help him reach his high.
So Hongjoong searches for his next prop and by extending his arm he grabs a cute little wooden box with pretty flowers painted all over. He opens it and frowns in confusion, inside, there are different types of feathers. Some are long and thin, more stiff too. While some are short, fluffy and very malleable.
One in particular catches Hongjoong's gaze and it's that feather he picks, thinking of how to use it and analyzing it with a growing interest. The feather is dark in color, long and large, mostly soft and fluffy. But there is that one part, the middle, the area Hongjoong has been looking at for the past minute and he still wonders on how to use it.
The central stem is dotted with tiny bumps, very small like spikes, but soft. Obviously Hongjoong, curious as he is, runs his finger along the lenght lightly and his eyes roll back as he imagines the sensation he feels under is fingertip, but caressing against his oversensitive clit.
He could easily torture is small bundle of nerve until orgasm, but the reward will taste better if he teases himself first and builds it up ever so slowly. Although he's been edged once already and teased for over 10 minutes with the stimulating cream which definitely has him worked up.
Which means that it will require less time and effort before he gets close to his peak, he'll need to be careful not to make himself cum too quickly. Keeping that information in mind, Hongjoong grazes one of his perky nipples with the tip of the feather, huffing cute little puffs of air from the ticklish feeling.
He alternates between both of them, circling the pinkish nubs while trembling subtly. Hongjoong's gasps are being heard throughout the room and he shyly bites his own knuckles to muffle the embarrassing sounds.
"Auhh~ ff-fuck!" He stutters as he guides the feather down his abdomen and caresses the delicate skin of his lower stomach while it convulses. It tickles his skin deliciously and the closer it gets to his cunt, the more breathless he gets, the more sounds escape his open mouth.
After a minute or two, Hongjoong becomes too impatient, his excitement getting the best of him. He lowers the soft object to his pussy and tickles the clean shaved skin of his lips, whining as if he wasn't the one holding it.
The boy doesn't't apply any pressure, only brushing over his mound and sometimes whimpering from an unexpected spark rushing through him. He grows even more vocal due to the feather poking through his labia and grazing his clitoris.
It isn't long before Hongjoong focuses on his clit and becomes bolder with his movements. He especially did not forget about the spiky shaft, using it to his advantage without a doubt. He slides the now damp and sticky feather through his folds and lets out the whinest moan ever heard.
The pointy bumps massage his inner lips and twitching clit, scratching an itch he didn't know he had but also pushing his orgasm at the very edge. He did not imagine it would feel this pleasurable, the stem of a feather literally about to make him cum under a minute. "Ahhh! Yea-s'fucking good~ nngh! Ooh-Yes!"
Since he was too lost in pleasure, the pressure he used on the feather causes it to snap in half and the orgasm he could almost taste, disappears just as quickly as it came. "N-no! Auhh please!"
Hongjoong's lower body spasms from the sudden loss of stimulation, he was so desperate and ready to cum. He's being edged for the second time against his will and if he could, he would throw punches at the wall.
His head rests against the chair in defeat, tears full of frustration stinging his eyes. He takes a few deep breaths in order to soothe himself, being so pant up that everything feels like it's too much.
Wiping his cheeks clean of the salty tears, Hongjoong clears his throat and sniffs cutely before deciding that he will clean himself up and go finish masturbating in his bedroom. This room is cursed or maybe it's karma, either way it's probably because he entered without your permission.
While letting out the most dramatic sigh, he ignores his tingling pussy and sits up to reach the long arch shower head. Hongjoong rotates it and aligns it over his body, turning the water on once he finds the switch. The water comes out in small sprinkles which isn't enough for him to rinse the cream off his skin, so he turns to another setting.
"Oh-" It comes out thicker, the water pressure adding power and it immediately makes his stomach flutter. How the jets hit his skin, Hongjoong feels his whole body burn up as he's reminded of how horny he actually is. He could try something new, the water would massage his clit perfectly and he definitely will have the most intense orgasm possible.
Hongjoong hastily adjusts the chair so he lays back further and pulls his legs against his chest before aligning the bar so that it's directly above his pussy. The water hits his clit immediately and Hongjoong loses all senses, it feels so intense that he can't even move and has to endure the overwhelming pleasure.
He arches into the chair, shaking like a leaf. The shower bar is longing atop of his lower part and the range of the jets reaches from above his clit all the way to his ass, the water pleasuring both his holes and his clitoris. His whole pussy is getting stimulated, the water massaging him so fucking precisely that it hasn't even been thirty seconds and he's about to cum
His cunt tingles all the way to his insides, traveling to his extremities in record time. He cries out desperately the moment he is right on the edge, before the water turns off. Hongjoong sobs at the loss of contact, his orgasm getting ripped away so cruelly once more. "Ahh-Nn-noo! Not again- fu-uhhg.."
He cries into his hands, tired and sensitive, both physically and emotionally. All he wants is to cum, thought filled with the filthiest images known to man. That's when he hears a scoff and his eyes widen open to find your unimpressed face. He gasps in shock, almost choking on the sharp air intake. "Ack- wh-what are you doing here?"
You use his shock to your advantage, pushing him back and hurrying to tie both of his arms above his head to the chair. Your face is expressionless, hoping to get him a bit nervous before you have some fun with his pretty pussy. His legs are next while he is scared and confused, you tie them to the armchairs so that they are spread and pulled back just like how he was holding them earlier.
"Look I'm sorr-" You shove a rag in his mouth and ignore his muffled yells, fingers lowering teasingly to rub his aching and tingling red pussy. Hongjoong throws his head back, eyes rolling in pleasure, especially when you softly brush his throbbing clit.
You giggle as he tries to keep his eyes open, not being able to fight against the restraints and having to take the pleasure you give him. You notice how he attempts to move his hips so your fingers slide down and away from his throbbing clit, oversensitive and needing a small break. "Shhh, stay still."
Tightening the grip you have on his waist, you push his hips back down and hold them there while two fingers glide along his cunt and as you reach his entrance, you penetrate him gently. His slick makes the glide smoother and it isn't long before you're fingering him with hard and deep trusts.
"mmh- MnHh!" Hongjoong trashes until it's physically impossible for you to stop him, so you have no other choice but to stop. You don't go easy on him though, turning the water on and watching as he tenses up immediately. "AAGHH!"
He cums hard, a whole body shaking orgasm, muffled moans and cries making you bite your lips to hide a smile. It lasts for a while and you watch him tremble from the direct stimulation on his aching clit, you know how overwhelming it feels.
"Ok, ok." You take pity on him when he starts convulsing as the pressure of the water overstimulating him, becomes too much. He goes slack the moment it turns off, after waves still making him shudder.
He stays dazed and fucked out for around five endless minutes and by the time he comes back to himself, you already untied and cleaned him up. "Glad you had fun, baby."
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Summary : Wooyoung and San corner Seonghwa, forcing the frustration out of him and making him surrender to pleasure.
Word count : 2.5k
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Seonghwa has been an asshole for the past 2 weeks, exploding into fits of range over nothing and complaining to everyone for the smallest things. The thing is that Seonghwa is pent up, the lack of sex getting to him and his last nerve.
The group is affected by the negative energy Seonghwa is creating, they are all under pressure and none of them have had any time for anything outside of Ateez, especially hooking up with other people.
It's been the third time since they woke up that Seonghwa lashed out on one of them, either for letting their personal belongings all over the dorm, dirtied surfaces like the kitchen counter or the coffee table. He even went as far as blaming them for almost falling over onto his face, when he actually got caught into his own foot.
Wooyoung and San have had enough and after a long conversation, plotting some kind of vengeance but also considering that their older friend is exhausted out of his mind. They settle in how and when to gang up on him and take care of the problem, which is about to go down right this moment.
They ensure that every other members are either locked inside their room or at the company working, before launching their secret attack. Wooyoung is the one who lures him into his room, by asking for help on animal crossing. Seonghwa brightens up for the first time in days, happy to teach about his favorite game. "Thank you Hyung, I was lost for a moment there."
San waits for the perfect instant to strike and he catches him off guard, shoving him and throwing him onto the bed. Seonghwa screeches, his brain short circuiting there for a second. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Seonghwa glares at him and attempts to get up but it's no use, San barely nudges him, manhandling him onto his back. Wooyoung cackles, finding the scene funny and captivating, becoming aroused rather quickly. "Eh? I definitely wasn't expecting that."
San holds Seonghwa down, smirking smugly at Wooyoung. He lifts Seonghwa's hips with one hand, turning him on his side temporarily to slap his ass hard, which earns him a gasp and punches full of outrage. "You little-"
"You're in so much trouble!" Wooyoung bites his lips sensually, getting more turned on by watching Seonghwa struggle under San's hold. They both ignore his empty threats, rather focusing on his body. Wooyoung finally gets his hands on him, swiftly untying his joggings and pulling them down while San shoves Seonghwa's arms away when he attempts to grab at his clothes.
"Settle down Hyung, we're not gonna hurt you." San joins in on pulling his pants off and he's the one who throws them somewhere in the room before going for his shirt. Seonghwa is babbling nonsense and tries to get them to slow down and let him understand their intentions but they don't care, having had too much of his bullshit and given him many chances.
"You've been bad, you need to be punished." Wooyoung follows by ripping Seonghwa's shirt off, already growing impatient. His friend trashes too much, making it hard for San to pull down his boxers, but he manages to do it with a bit of roughness. Once off, San and Wooyoung admire Seonghwa's pretty cock while drooling. "Holy fuck."
His dick is half hard, their touches have made his body react despite not expecting the sudden turn of events. Seonghwa is shyly trying to hide his lower part, but Wooyoung acts offended and hurries to slap at his wrists to get him to unhide. "Wooyoung-ah?"
Wooyoung drags a finger from Seonghwa's collarbone, caressing him all over and teasing the skin of his lower stomach so that it trembles. Once satisfied with the sight in front of him, San eagerly joins in.
While Wooyoung rubs and grops Seonghwa's waist and thighs, feeling him up, San circles his nipples teasingly. They touch him barely, leaving him wanting more, until his cock hardens fully, precum leaking from the tip. San salivates, gulping and almost choking on his own air when Seonghwa reaches to grip his wrist.
He guides San's hand to his lower stomach, trying to make him touch his dick and huffing when the other doesn't give him what he needs. "Please?"
Wooyoung takes advantage of their distraction to take out the bottle of oil from the bedside table and squeezes some out, pouring the cold liquid all over seonghwa's body generously. They chuckle at the sound of Seonghwa soft panting and tiny whimpers. "So sensitive~"
Some of the oil drips onto Seonghwa's cock, making it jump a few times. The drops are enough to stimulate him since he is deeply aroused and he has to bite back a moan, not wanting to embarrass himself. He clears his throat, thinking he is being subtle, but Wooyoung sees right through him. "You're not gonna cum already are you, that would be embarrassing."
He says it with a shit-eating grin, as if he wouldn't react the same if he was in his situation. San ignores Wooyoung's taunting and doesn't waste another second. He slides his fingers over Seonghwa's left arm and massages the muscles deeply, enjoying the feeling of his friend's soft skin under his touch.
Wooyoung follows shortly, starting with his other arm and copying San movements. Seonghwa is confused, having thought that they were gonna touch his pulsing cock, but he stays silent and curiously watches them work out the knots from his body.
He flushes in embarrassment, he is getting way too turned on from such non sexual touches. Shame fills him as he watches them work on his exhausted body with more innocence than originally planned. Should he feel bad, how could he be so dirty minded?
He tries to relax against the mattress and enjoy their surprisingly good massage, he closes his eyes and exhales deeply. That's when San and Wooyoung make eye contact, smirking in triomphe as they finish up with seonghwa's arms to do his legs next.
Fingers dig into seonghwa's soft skin and said boy moans softly, completely forgetting his hard cock standing proudly and throbbing in response to his friends' touch. But the two friends on either side of him are checking him out openly, especially his beautiful appendage that they can't wait to get their hands on.
Once their hands reach his thighs, fingertips grazing the inner part and groping the flesh expertly, Seonghwa tenses up once more, eyes blinking open. The first thing he sees is his weeping dick and both of his friends looking right at him, which makes him gulp before apologizing shyly. He tries to explain that he doesn't usually react so effortlessly, but they shut him up quickly by bringing their touch closer to his center.
"We know, trust me." Wooyoung giggles and tells him not to worry, that him and San understand and it doesn't matter as long as he's enjoying it. Seonghwa feels a little better, until San switches to massaging his torso and a high pitched moan escapes from deep within his throat. He is as red as a tomato, hiding his face into his elbow.
Both boys groan in unison, Seonghwa's attractiveness is making it hard to take things slow. If he keeps making all of those sounds, they definitely won't be able to hold back. "That's so hot."
San exhales shakily, his fingers press along Seonghwa's lower stomach making it quiver. He pretends like seonghwa's cock is inexistant and pushes his hands under the length, rubbing the skin in a circular motion. "Ugh~ mmh.."
Seonghwa's thighs tremble as his cock keeps brushing the soft skin of San's hands, his cock getting stimulated from the frottage and the knuckles almost feeling like a mini massager. He bites his lip to muffle his noises, but it barely works.
Wooyoung kindly offers his help to San by gently wrapping his fingers around the base of seonghwa's cock, pulling the member away from his stomach so San can massage him without any inconvenience. "Better?"
"Much." San answers flirtily, not braking eye contact with Wooyoung as his fingers join the ones already wrapped around Seonghwa's cock.
Seonghwa has to grip the blanket under him not to cum untouched, he whines loudly and his hips jerks up uncontrollably trying to fuck their fists. "Fuuc-uhh!"
San chuckles deeply, leaning over to leave kisses along seonghwa's lower stomach, making sure to get him worked up by purposely grazing his cock that is now resting against his tummy again. "Mmh tastes sweet. I knew you would."
Wooyoung licks his lips and sighs while squeezing his own cock once to take some of the strain off, he has never felt so fucking turned on. San winks at him, secretly hoping to pleasure him too. "Maybe I can help with that later?"
Wooyoung looks taken aback for a moment, before he scoffs playfully and turns his attention back to Seonghwa. He follows after San and suckles at seonghwa's skin, their mouths leaving marks all over his lower stomach and thighs, some around his nipples too.
Wooyoung gets too excited and he grabs the hair at the base of San's neck to pull him in for a hot makeout session, they kiss and suck at each other's tongue right above Seonghwa's cock. "Oh. My god~"
It twitches and drips all over his stomach as Seonghwa is moaning softly from the almost stimulation, he feels their warmth and breaths over the underside of his purplish dick. Watching them with a newfound interest, begging them silently to use their mouths on him.
San gives a particular sexy lick to Wooyoung's bottom lip and he sucks onto it until Wooyoung whines against his mouth. Seonghwa hearing this, arches up and whimpers. His hips rise from the movement and the tip of his cock hits San's chin, said boy putting a stop to his and Wooyoung's hot kiss. "H-hey-wait woo."
Both of them watch as Seonghwa is panting hard and whines almost inhaudibly, tears brimming his eyes and flushed all over. They wrecked him and they didn't even touch his cock. "Aww Hyung, is this too much?"
Wooyoung leans further down while maintaining eye contact with Seonghwa, he smirks before licking a stripe from the bottom of the lenght to the very tip and Seonghwa sobs, hips canting up uncontrollably almost knocking Wooyoung off. "Aaahh~"
San reacts before Wooyoung does, knowing exactly what the other needs to continue his assault on Seonghwa's cock. He straddles Seonghwa's legs and holds down his hips in a bruising grip, giving Wooyoung full control over their friend's pleasure.
Seonghwa moans, loving the way San manhandles and restrains him while they have their way with him. Wooyoung thanks San with a playful bite to the shoulder which rewards him with a yelp from San, before his attention goes back to his older friend. "I'll make you cum if you don't move."
Seonghwa watches him intently, eager to feel Wooyoung's tongue on his most sensitive part again. He stays completely still and Wooyoung rewards him with a kitten lick to the tip, which is enough to have Seonghwa gasp and tense up. Despite wanting to chase the pleasure so badly, he forces his own hips down and its exactly the reaction Wooyoung wanted.
He immediately starts to lap at seonghwa's cock, both San and Wooyoung humming in satisfaction at how well their Hyung responds to their sexual touches. Seonghwa is a moaning mess, shaking like a leaf and unable to form a thought as he is completely lost in pleasure.
He starts crying, literally, when San joins in on licking his cock. He hiccups and whimpers like a baby as San and Wooyoung lap at his veiny, throbbing dick. Both men lick over the whole lenght with vigor, not forgetting to spoil the tip by swirling their tongue around it and slurping up the pre-cum like they're eating a popsicle.
Seonghwa's voice his shaky and it brakes from time to time, he tries to speak but it comes out as incoherent mumbling. "I-ugh. Mhh pl-aahh~"
San watches for Seonghwa's reaction before he wraps his lips around the head of his cock and he suckles with a decent amount of force, smiling against his hyung when he responds with a guttural moan.
Seonghwa melts into the mattress, body going slack right before tensing up again, tingles traveling through his entire body and especially his cock. His balls contract with his stomach, twitching in waves. His orgasm builds up quickly and he feels how hard it will hit him, only for the pleasure to come to an abrupt stop.
Seonghwa chokes on his gasp and starts genuinely crying at the loss of his anticipated orgasm, he feels betrayed and so disappointed that it hurts. Wooyoung laughs at his pain and tears while holding onto San's nape, he took him off of seonghwa's cock just in time. "That was close."
They wait and make sure Seonghwa doesn't touch himself, slapping his hands away everytime. After what feels like hours, but only has been around five minutes in reality, they go back to pleasuring their friend.
Wooyoung proceeds first, taking his tip into his mouth before sliding the lenght down further until it reaches the back of his throat. His hands entrelaces with San's as they both hold down onto seonghwa's hips so he can't fuck up into his mouth.
Wooyoung deepthroats him, swallowing around his dick without gagging and seonghwa is on cloud nine. He is smiling and moaning softly, Wooyoung's throat feels like a massage, squeezing him just right.
San gets a bit jealous and he locks his fingers through Wooyoung's hair before pulling him off of Seonghwa's cock harshly. Wooyoung moans loudly once his mouth let's go of the dick with a pop, loving the pain and manhandling.
San shoves him away before wrapping his hand around Seonghwa and aligning the cock to his mouth, he slaps seonghwa's dick against his tongue a few times before shoving him down his own throat.
He bobs his head slowly and deeply, leaving Seonghwa a whimpering mess. Wooyoung watches for some time before he nudges San, pinching his side to get him to let go. "Enough!"
San lets go of the lenght, pecking just under the head and then kissing wooyoung deeply before they both go back to licking his cock like hungry dogs.
San sucks along the skin of the length and bites the flesh softly, teasingly grazing his teeth and making Seonghwa grunt from the mixed sensation. Wooyoung kisses the tip and pokes his tongue through the slit, moaning at the taste of seonghwa's salty pre-cum.
They keep lapping, sucking and biting softly until Seonghwa is on the edge again. Wooyoung guides San and they both kiss each other, Seonghwa's cock trapped between their lips and tongues. It tips him over the edge, his orgasm hits him with force and cum shoots out onto both of his younger friends' faces. "Yeeahh! Aahh fuck-"
They lap it all up until there is nothing left and Seonghwa is whimpering from overstimulation, he has to physically pull them away from his cock before he ends up peeing. Both boys lick into each other's mouth while Seonghwa is breathing heavily between them, trying to slow down his heartbeat while watching the sexy exchange.
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Warnings : Smut, bathroom sex, p in v, riding, dacryphilia, semi public sex., drunk sex, pain kink, loss of virginity, submissive Yeosang
Summary : Yeosang meets the wild girl his friends warned him about and she makes sure he never forgets her.
Word count : 2.1k
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Yeosang hates parties, he hates any type of social events and always makes sure to stay as far away from them as possible. He insisted to stay home, but of course Mingi and Wooyoung had to practically drag him to one of their friend's parties. Now all eight of his close knit group are circling a table, playing beer pong and he hates his life.
He feels suffocated, too many people surrounding him, the voices and music too loud and the taste of beer unusually bitter on his tongue. Yeosang has to excuse himself when he feels his head spinning so much, he fears he might pass out. Making his way to the bathroom, the path he walked over a hundred times before suddenly becomes foreign.
While getting there, he stumbles upon a few sweaty bodies and a few couples making out by the staircase and in the hallway until he finally reaches the bathroom door. Without knocking, since his drunken state took away his lack of common sense. If anything, the sight of the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, naked and getting head by guy on his knees is enough to bring him back halfway.
"I..." Yeosang can't even mutter more than one word before he freezes, the glare she gives him as her orgasm is ripped away from her, enough to make his mind blank, not to forget her very bare state. Well, this girl wants to throw shit at his dumfounded face, but she quickly comes up with a much better plan to make him pay.
She tugs at the other boy's hair and pulls hard before throwing him off off of her, Yeosang winces at the sound of a painful groan and looks away when her eyes are back on him, daring him to open his mouth. "Get out loser, you can't even make me cum." She says to the one who was pleasuring her and angrily tells her off, clearly offended by her words. Yeosang gulps nervously while watching them argue, his bladder starting to hurt from how full it is.
The guy leaves, pushing is way through the door, but not forgetting to knock Yeosang's shoulder with his own while doing so. Yeosang shrugs it off and his breath gets caught in his throat when the girl pulls him inside by his wrist, closing the door behind them. "Do your own business, I'm just gonna get dressed over here."
In any other situation, Yeosang would have waited for her to be done and than empty his bladder, but he is lightheaded and deeply confused. So with a subtle frown creasing his forehead, he unzips his pants and takes out his cock, peeing freely and nearly forgetting about the presence next to him.
She watches him intently, wondering how intoxicated this cute boy must be so easily manipulated. He's making it almost too easy for her to have her way with him and for a second there, she hesitates on whether or not she should use him for her own pleasure. "You done?"
She flushes the toilet for him and closes the lid, smiling innocently to make him believe her intentions are pure. Yeosang frowns deeper as he checks her out, searching the deepest parts of his brain for information about the familiar feeling she gives him. "Can I help you with that?"
That's when it hit him, his friends made sure to warn him about her. She is a very known fuck girl around campus and makes it her main objective to take guys' virginity, it is said that she even has a list of potential victims. It clicks the moment her hand cups his clothed dick, which is half hard from the erotic scene he walked in on earlier. Yeosang doesn't care that she hooks up with so many guys, the moment he saw her he couldn't form a coherent thought.
He doesn't know how to react, especially since she's a complete stranger. She's gorgeous and he is very much attracted to her, but he's scared he'll embarrass himself in front of her. So he pushes her hand away politely and brushes past her to exit the small room, heart beating out of his chest. She doesn't let him get very far, pulling him towards her by the back of his shirt and taking him by complete surprise. She uses the opportunity to push him down onto the toilet seat and straddles his laps, forcing him in a heavy make out. "W-wait.."
She ignores his pleads and even scoffs before shoving her tongue in his mouth, doing everything she can to shut him up. The more he tries to speak and the more worked up she gets, her touch becoming rougher too. "Shut the hell up! Should I just leave?"
Yeosang tries to pull her closer, tears blurring his vision but she slaps him with purpose. The sting makes him cry immediately and shock fills him, an adorable little gasp escapes him which results in her gripping his face between her fingers. She squeezes hard enough to get a few whimpers out of him and slowly forces his mouth open, titling his head backwards and spitting right down his throat. "Swallow."
Yeosang whimpers, shivering from the adrenaline as he swallows her spit. She moans with content, feeling him up from his abs, her fingers trailing down to his still half hard member, blood rushing and making it swell. "Hmm? You want my pussy."
She has the audacity to giggle while Yeosang is close to losing his mind, crying silently. His lower lip wobbles as she palms his cock, stroking it as best as she can through the rough material of his pants. She is trying to make him as hard as possible so she can use him as her own personal sex toy. "Ple-ease m-more!"
Yeosang stutters, voice filled with arousal which earns him a painful squeeze to his balls. Hearing his pained cries, the fuck girl smirks sadistically while unzipping his pants. Yeosang moans and attempts to help her, hoping that she fucks him, she slaps his hands away and keeps working to get his cock out, slower this time. "Keep making me mad and instead I'll go fuck one of your friends, I actually have one in mind."
Yeosang stills at the threat, he hates the thought of her having sex with one of them. She tugs his almost fully hard cock out of his underwear and bites her lips, insides fluttering in anticipation. His dick is veiny and thick, the length just the way she likes it and she feels her pussy clench at the thought of him inside her. "Fuck. You better not move!"
She lifts her hips slightly to align his cock with her hole and pushing her panties to the side, her other hand coming up to cover his mouth as she lowers herself onto him in one swift thrust. A muffled scream hits her palm and she moans while laughing, pleasure filling her whole body, but what she loves most is feeling the boy under her writhe in ecstasy.
It's the first time something other than his hand wraps around his dick and it feels almost too pleasurable, he can't help but moan against her hand. Tears are streaming down his flushed cheeks like waterfalls and he loves how her pussy squeezes his cock just right, it feels so good that his body reacts wildly.
He feels precum spurt out heavily from his tip, her gummy walls sucking his dick in deeper and tighter from how fast she rides him. She bounces on his cock while moaning and cursing loudly, the music and chatter outside muffling every noise coming from inside. Yeosang's orgasm is building too fast and he shakes from the deeply creeping pleasure, feeling overwhelmed and hoping to reach his high since he is right on the edge.
"I'm gonna cum! Fuck-" She cries out and at the same time Yeosang feels his whole body tense, back arching and head thrown back. A scream is about to be ripped from deep within his chest, but the door opens suddenly and the loud noises from outside barely reach his ears. The girl on top of him gets up, his cock popping out of her dripping cunt, as she angrily stomps to slam the door in the couples' face.
She turns back to the sight of Yeosang cumming all over himself, cock jerking in time with the spurts of sperm coming out of his tip. He hiccups and whines as his orgasm is mostly dry, the stimulation having stopped completely right before he reached his peak. The girl tuts in disappointment and rolls her eyes at how fast he came, like all the other virgin she fucked. "So pathetic, can't even act like a good fuck toy."
She grips the base tightly and Yeosang whimpers in both pain and overstimulastion, but pain wins when she slaps his cock mercilessly. She swats his hands away each time he tries to get her to stop, rubbing the tip and swirling her palm over it, giggling as he sobs and his body spasms uncontrollably. She keeps torturing his cock and gives a kitten lick to the leaking head which sends Yeosang trembling like a leaf, but what she does next sends him over the edge. The pointy nail of her thumb enters his slit while she jerks him tightly with her free hand and he squirts, his vision going black.
She grins while looking at him coming undone, almost passing out from the intense orgasms he receives. Yeosang blinks himself back to consciousness, chocking out a few sobs, feeling better than ever and having had the best high of his life.
She analyses him, reading his emotions through his expression and reactions. The girl knows he wanted to have sex with her, it isn't the first time a guy practically begs her to. Yeosang is spent, but she hasn't orgasmed yet, so she takes what she needs from him. She stands up once more and climbs onto him, immediately sliding down onto his cock and Yeosang tenses up, gripping the meat of her thighs hard, nails digging into the skin. "I still need to cum."
She rides him with long and slow strokes of her hips while moaning heavily, a smile painted on her face the whole time as she is in deep pleasure. Yeosang on the other hand is crying hard, choking on his own tears, his cock getting overstimulated once more and whimpering when he feels another orgasm coming. "Too m-mu-uch"
She shoves her fingers into his mouth until he gags and has no other choice but to suck on them. The moment there is a suction around her fingers and he unconsciously swirls his tongue around them, she orgasms. It hits her hard and unexpectedly, but she quickly rubs her clit and ends up quirting all over him. "Yes! Ye- oh fuccck yeah!"
Yeosang holds her tightly against him as he feels her pussy fluttering and squeezing around his dick, his own high approaching dangerously fast. He is right on the edge, feeling tingles at the tip of his cock and his muscles tightening, but it all comes to an abrupt stop.
The girl slides his leaking cock out of her tight walls, getting off and away from him without sparing him another glance. She adjusts her clothes and touches up her makeup while Yeosang watches while shaking, cock spasming against his stomach, needing to cum so bad it hurts. "Well that was fun."
She sighs and looks at him one last time, her gaze lowering to his rock hard dick. Yeosang sees the flash of hesitation on her face, she sees the purplish tip of his cock leaking precum heavily, how engorged his balls are and how painful his dick looks. There is a small part of her that wants to see him come undone once more, but the biggest part wants to leave him wanting more. So she opts on laughing at him and snapping a picture of him at his most vulnerable moment before exiting the bathroom, leaving him high and dry.
Yeosang cries, he can't believe she just left him there, hard and confused. In the bathroom with the door unlocked, someone could walk in, she took a picture of him. What if she sends it to everyone? What will his friends think and why does he miss her already? How did she make him cum twice? What should he do now?
Summary : Wooyoung invites his bestfriend over and wants to help him relieve some of his pain by giving him a massage. The night takes a different turn than what they both had in mind.
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Its been over two hours since Yeosang arrived at Wooyoung's dorm and said boy lost count of how many times his bestfriend hissed in pain. Rolling his shoulders and reaching for the muscles to put pressure on them, in hopes to appease the strain even for just a few seconds. Sitting in different positions to adjust his legs or straighten his back, but as time goes on, nothing seems to work for yeosang. Eventually he grows irritated and slams his head back against the couch, groaning in annoyance.
Wooyoung sighs, feeling bad and hating to see him so frustrated. He lets the gears turn in his head while still keeping an eye on his friend, biting his lips in concentration. Suddenly, an idea pops up in his mind and he grins from ear to ear. He makes a quick movement to grab the remote and turns the television off, the action startling Yeosang and catching his attention instantly.
"Why'd you turn it off?" He asks with a curious expression, searching for the answer on Wooyoung`s face, but he finds himself frowning when the boy is giggling weirdly without saying anything. "Woo?"
"Oh yeah- Sorry! So umm.. I might have an idea." He stands from his position on the leather chair and goes to sit next to the wide eyed male, the smile never leaving his lips. "What is it?" Yeosang asks, raising an eyebrow in wonder. He is a bit unsure of Woo`s intentions, knowing him, it could be something completely crazy.
"A massage! I could help you relax Sangie." He tilts his head like an eager puppy as he waits for Yeosang's answer. Yeosang lets go of the breath he was holding, having expected something much worse. He chuckles in both relief and amusement, pushing at Wooyoung's arm playfully which results in the other cackling loudly, clearly pleased by Yeosang's non verbal response. He watches his exhausted friend rub the sleepiness from his baggy eyes, then leans forward as Yeosang opens his mouth to speak. "Yeah." He exhales heavily. "Actually that'd be a great idea, but are you sure you don't mind?"
Yeosang doesn't like to ask others for help, even when he needs it desperately. Wooyoung knows that and that's why he ruffles his bestfriend's hair and jumps from the sofa, extending his hand for Yeosang to take. He does just that and Woo pulls him up and all the way to his bedroom. He tells him to get comfortable on the bed as he prepares what he will need for the massage.
"You should take your clothes off while I do this, keep only your boxers on." Yeosang's hand freezes in place, the fingers holding the base of his shirt gripping the material tighter as he takes in a sharp breath. His ears turn a dark shade of red at the last few words. Yes, they have seen each other naked before, they're close and have known one another for so long that it shouldn't be getting him all flustered. But this time, it feels slightly different, the setting is somehow more.. intimate? Or sensual? "Oh- uh. Ok."
The moment Wooyoung hears those few shyly spoken words, he notices the uncertainty, the thighness in Yeosang's voice and the few wavering breaths he takes to compose himself. How could he not. After all this time, he learned how to read Yeosang to perfection. "You can keep your shorts on if it's more comfortable though. It was a suggestion. You know, it's just much easier to reach your thighs this way, but I can manage either way."
Wooyoung gives his whole attention to the boy as he speaks with a soft, reassuring tone, analysing his body language. How he refuses to look up, probably overthinking and getting himself worked up over nothing that should matter. "Sangie?" Yeosang's eyes finally come into focus at the sound of his name being called so sweetly and Wooyoung smiles to loosen the atmosphere. It seems to work when Yeosang nods with a grateful half smile and reaches for his shirt again, discarding it on the nightstand to the right side of the bed.
Wooyoung gathers the necessary products and items, placing them on top of the kitchen chair he dragged all the way in there while Yeosang finished undressing. He believes Yeosang is ready so he climbs the bed, kneeling to have more mobility and better range to his friend's body, but before he can move close, Yeosang sits up. Wooyoung watches as he gets down from the mattress and tugs at his shorts, slipping the piece of clothing off of his bottom and gently placing them with the rest of his outfit on the nightstand. Fully ready, he crawls back to the center of the bed and waits for Wooyoung's instructions. "Ok, ready."
"Uh, yeah." Wooyoung definitely expected him to keep the bottoms on, but Yeosang does surprise him from time to time. He grins dumbly at the thought of his friend being comfortable enough with him to be this vulnerable. "Lay on your stomach, I'll start with the back."
The light in the room is dimmed, Woo previously turned off every bright light and instead lit a few candles to help Yeosang relax further. The faint sugary and warm scent reaches Yeosang's nostrils and he sighs happily, body melting against the mattress and Wooyoung has to suppress a laugh so he doesn't break the peaceful moment. "Alright, don't hesitate to tell me if there's anything. Ok?"
Yeosang nods, face squished against the pillow. "Sure." His voice is muffled, but Wooyoung can distinguish that it already sounds a bit more relaxed which makes him smile triumphantly. He settles next to the boy's upper body, having decided to proceed from the top-down and back-front, which means it begins with the neck and shoulders.
His fingers press deliciously against Yeosang's tense muscles and the more pressure he adds, the more vocal his bestfriend becomes. He groans and whines at the temporary pain, becoming like putty under Woo's touch. "Wow, Youngie. Feels s-so good." He Stammers, dazed from the sudden relief in his body and he gets a chuckle in response.
Wooyoung loosens knots after knots and eventually switches to his arms, rubbing and kneading the skin with his skillful fingers. He massages from the top of his shoulders to the tip of his fingers, taking his sweet time to take care of the boy properly. "Still good?" He asks, just to make sure and Yeosang answers with a hum.
Woo squeezes more oil in his palm, closing the cap of the bottle before rubbing his hands together to warm up the liquid. He then places them at the very bottom of Yeosang's back and starts spreading the oil. His fingers caress his skin with a light touch at first, he uses a calmer approach before pressing harder and Yeosang yelps when he manages to find a particularly tight spot. "Shit, that must've hurt so bad huh? Don't worry, I'll make it all better."
Everything was going well, but it takes an abrupt turn when Wooyoung uses more strength the moment he reaches his lower back. Somehow it pushes him against the mattress and Yeosang has to open his eyes, realising his situation. He blushes hard and tries hiding his face in the pillow when he feels blood rushing to his dick.
The way Wooyoung is pressing his hips down each time, holding him down in the same spot for a few seconds before sliding his fingers back up, is practically making Yeosang grind against the cushy mattress underneath him. No matter how badly he tries to ignore it, his body responds to the friction pretty eagerly. He attempts to calm himself, breathing deeply to slow down his heartbeat, but it's no use as Wooyoung keeps the massage going.
He tries pushing his hips out at the same time Woo presses him down, but his friend quickly catches on to it, getting it all confused. "Sangie relax, you're so tense." He shocks Yeo by straddling the back of his thighs unexpectedly, his breath catching in his throat, waiting for the next move.
He feels hands on his lower back and his eyes roll to the back of his head as Wooyoung uses his weight to press onto him, his cock becomes trapped between the soft skin of his stomach and the thin layer of clothing that blocks direct contact with the fluffy blanket underneath. He can feel his body burn up, pleasure creeping upon him. "There, that must've been why you were so tense right. Want me to keep going?"
He repeats the same movements for what feels like an eternity and Yeosang can't even form words, too flustered from the unexpected situation. He bites into the pillow pressed against his face to hide his moans, but a few manage to escape nonetheless. "Mmmh! Woo- Aaah."
Wooyoung takes it as a positive sign, having no clue that he is making his bestfriend feel a way he never felt before. It hypes him up actually and that's why he spends even more time massaging this specific area.
Yeosang can feel himself get closer to release and he starts to panic, his whole body is about to become rigid, but to his luck, Wooyoung abruptly gets off of him. "Fuck, Sangie." Even the trembling in his body stops at Wooyoung's interruption. He tries to come up with an apology, an excuse, anything that won't make Wooyoung leave him because of how disgusting he is.
He gasps sharply as Wooyoung's palm collides with his ass cheek and gulps when his dick twitches embarrassingly hard from the sting. He whines at the burning feeling it leaves, but has to pretend to laugh with his friend so he doesn't grow suspicious. "Shit, sorry! You've been working out so hard. It looks good Yeo." He chuckles once more, before making his way towards Yeosang's legs.
He immediately starts with the feet, massaging slowly and deeply. Yeosang can finally calm down, only hoping for his boner to go down before he has to lay on his back and expose himself to Woo. Unfortunately he doesn't get any slack, because Wooyoung grows more touchy and starts to squeeze the meat of his thighs between his veiny fingers, kneading the flesh with a lot of interest.
"W-wooyoung." Yeosang calls for him, his voice trembling, trying to get the boy's attention so he can tell him to be more gentle with his thighs since they're more sensitive. To his bad luck, still affected by earlier, his voice comes out as a strained whisper and Wooyoung doesn't hear.
He massages from the ankles to the back of his thighs and sometimes his fingers even poke underneath the soft material of his boxers. Yeosang shivers in response, Wooyoung's fingertips graze the crease of his ass cheeks and it leaves him shaking once more. It somehow feels like Wooyoung's intentions are dirty, like he knows what he is doing to Yeosang, but it doesn't even reach his mind that his touch might be arousing.
Woo is taking his sweet time over a particular area that makes Yeosang close his eyes, desperately attempting to shake off the dirty thoughts from his mind. This is way too much, too real and he's becoming even more sensitive the more Wooyoung touches him.
Wooyoung begins to notice the way Yeosang clenches the sheets underneath him, how is body is trembling beneath his touch and the way he tries to squeeze his thighs together whenever he reaches inside his boxers with the tip of his fingers. And he hears it, the whimpers coming out of Yeosang's lips, he can easily tell that he sometimes bites the pillow to drown his noises. But Woo doesn't think Yeosang is reacting because he is turned on, he believes that he is simply enjoying the massage. If only he knew. "You feeling ok?"
Yeosang is ashamed, he feels so bad for his best friend. He shouldn't be aroused and his dick shouldn't be painfully hard, leaking inside of his underwear. Wooyoung is so precious to him and if he knew what Yeosang is thinking of right now, he might never want to speak to him again. He is such an asshole for making this an uncomfortable situation for Wooyoung, when all he wanted was to give his friend a massage, to help him relax and feel better.
Tears well up in his eyes and he doesn't realize Wooyoung just talked to him, he doesn't feel the mattress dip before Wooyoung leaves the bed. Not until he feels a cold hand on his back. "It's time to lay on your back, turn around for me Sangie."
Wooyoung has left to gather a towel so he could put it underneath Yeosang, hoping to prevent his back from staining the blanket with oil. He patiently waits for Yeosang to follow his directives, but notices it takes him much more time than it should. What he finds the weirdest is that his friend stays seated in an awkward and seemingly uncomfortable half seated position.
"There, you can lie down now." He turns to arrange the oils and some of the products he brought just in case, they're already a mess on the chair. Once his attention is back on Yeosang, his smile disappears, a frown replacing it. "Hey what's going on?"
Yeosang is hiding his face behind his hands, fingers shaking and doing a poor job at masking the tears streaming down his flushed cheeks. His body jumping in time with the small hiccups leaving him and his legs are propped up, like he is trying to hide something.
Wooyoung reaches for his forearms and very softly, attempts to pull his hands away from himself. Yeosang lets him, looking away with a guilty expression, which makes Wooyoung frown in wonder. "Why are you crying Sangie? Did I do something wrong?" A sharp sob escapes his bestfriend this time as he begins to cry harder, like the sentence affected him physically.
Wooyoung shushes him, pulling him up by his arms and embracing him tightly. He doesn't let go for at least two long minutes, Yeosang's cries slowly dying down. That is until Wooyoung shifts his posture slightly and his eyes widen as his hand comes in contact with something hard and wet. "I'm so s-sorry Woo- I can't- I'm-"
"Shh, stop it. It's fine." He lets go of the hug, putting enough distance between him and Yeosang so the boy can see and listen to him well. "There's nothing you should be sorry about, ok? This is normal, Yeo. It's probably because it's been so long since someone touched you, you must be really sensitive that's all."
Yeosang's lower lip trembles and he nods, embarrassed. "I didn't think I would react like this, you know, you.. you're a guy. Why am I-" He looks at his hard appendage and Wooyoung follows his gaze, eyebrows rising at how hard it looks. His cock pokes against the thin material and it looks like it's so tight it could burst, not forgetting about the wet patch over the tip forming dangerously big into his grey boxers. Wooyoung didn't know one's dick could leak so much. "That's not a problem. Maybe you're too touch deprived or maybe you're discovering a new side to your preferences, either way, it's alright."
He reassures him and Yeosang nods slowly, trying to relax once again. They stay in silence for a couple more seconds before Yeosang gulps. "Should we stop?" He asks, uncertainly. He still feels ashamed and he doesn't want Wooyoung to feel uncomfortable, but his muscles ache a lot and he hopes his bestfriend won't put a stop to their session. "What, no! I mean.. unless you don't want to keep going?"
"I.. want to-" Wooyoung claps his hands, startling Yeo a little and before he can comprehend what's happening, Woo pushes him down, practically manhandling him onto his back. He gets tugged closer to Wooyoung by his legs, being put in whatever position he wants him in. It's like Wooyoung forgot completely about their conversation, continuing his mission which is to massage him until he is a puddle of relaxation.
"Don't be scared to react, I want you to. You can trust me, I really don't mind. As long as you feel better." Wooyoung's kindness is unimaginable, it makes butterflies errupt in Yeosang's stomach and he doesn't know if it is a good thing. "Ok Youngie, I'll try."
"I'll start with the legs this time." He chooses to because he believes it might let Yeosang some time to calm down, he never saw the boy this affected by something and he starts to feel a bit aroused himself, getting hotter by the second.
While sliding his fingers from Yeosang's feet to his thick thighs, Wooyoung's curiosity gets the best of him, he can't help but take a quick glance at his friend's hard on. Yeosang is too preoccupied to notice, doing his best to make his erection go down by taking deep breaths. The room is filled with the sound of the gentle glide of skin against skin and Yeosang's heavy breathing mixed with Wooyoung's more controlled one.
Wooyoung wasn't expecting for his eyes to widen at the sight of the painfully looking hard dick threatening to tear the fabric of Yeo's underwear. He was especially not expecting for his own cock to harden at the sight of his friend being so sensitive to his touch. He watches Yeosang's reactions completely from now on. Liking the way his thighs tense when Wooyoung finally massages them with a firm grip and how he tries to close them without realizing his own actions.
Wooyoung puts even more effort into making the boy more sensitive, his fingers moving dangerously close to the bottom of his boxers, the tips slightly poking underneath the material. Yeosang's whole body shivers at the unexpected touch and he whimpers as his dick twitches and even more precum stains his underwear right over the tip.
Wooyoung gulps at the sight, clearing his throat in an attempt to regain his composure. Yeosang's eyes finally open at the newly wet feeling and he looks like he's about to cry in embarrassment, once again apologizing. "M'sorry Woo-" He whines this time as fingers graze the side of his balls, Wooyoung fully inserts his hands in his boxers each time he reaches the hem of the leg holes. He goes from the feet, to his thighs, then inside.
Woo repeats the same action over and over, growing addicted to the way Yeosang squirms under his touch. "W-wooyoung, what are y-aah~" He asks with a shaky and unsure voice, before his own soft moan cuts him off. Wooyoung only answers innocently and tells him to let back and enjoy the massage. Yeosang looks like he is about to burst, his boxers are getting wetter the more Wooyoung touches him and it's becoming dangerously close to his leaking hard cock.
Yeosang can sense the atmosphere change drastically, but he can't tell if it's because he's the one who's aroused. "I'll move onto your arms now." Wooyoung should be moving to his torso next, but he feels like he should keep it for last and proceeds with his arms beforehand.
Yeosang doesn't respond the same way to getting his arms massages and Wooyoung finds out he also prefers other places, but he gives his best nonetheless. He gives his arms just as much attention, because Yeosang needs it anyways and he also needs to keep both of their arousal to a minimum level.
Yeosang's should be softening by the time Wooyoung finishes with his arms, but he can't help anticipating what's going to be next and it makes him even harder to imagine how his friend will proceed. And he knows Wooyoung told him not to worry, but it still feels wrong since it is only an innocent, platonic massage he's given.
"All good?" Wooyoung suddenly asks him and his friend nods frantically, failing to appear composed like he hoped he would and Woo pretends not to notice his eagerness. "Like I said earlier, don't be embarrassed. Your chest and stomach next."
Wooyoung unexpectedly pours oil all over Yeosang's abdomen and the poor sensitive boy's stomach convulses uncontrollably at the contact of the cold substance. He gasps and tries to calm the fast beating of his heart, but fails pretty miserably. Usually Wooyoung would have poured the oil in his hands first and rubbed his hands together to warm it up, but he wants to tease Yeosang and get him worked up even more.
Noticing how pant up and tense his bestfriend really is, Wooyoung tries to hide his smirk and he starts massaging his lower stomach, letting his fingers press the boy's skin. Yeosang's breath becomes shaky, his chest rising and falling faster with each slide of Woo's skillful fingers. "That's it, let yourself feel good Yeo." He says sincerely, but there is a hint of something more in his voice. Yeosang can't pinpoint what it is, especially not when Wooyoung's hands are brushing so close to the tip of his cock, which is tucked under the waistband of his boxers.
Wooyoung works his way up to his abs and to his chest, carefully circling the boy's nipples so he doesn't accidentally make him even more agitated. Yeosang keeps whispering small sorrys when his reactions are uncontrolled, which is every minute or so. Like when he whimpers and he arches slightly off the bed or when his hands reach up to hold onto Wooyoung's veiny forearms when his fingers dance too close to his dick. "Want me to stop?" Wooyoung giggles lowly, teasing him.
"N-no ohh ahh!" He can barely respond and Wooyoung laughs openly then. "When me to slow down?" He asks with a sultry tone this time, biting his lips. Yeosang shakes his head no, closing his eyes in shame and turning away from his friend so he doesn't have to face him. Wooyoung only smiles and tells him that it's ok, rubbing his stomach affectionately. "Just close your eyes and breathe." He tells Yeosang reassuringly while he massages his torso again.
He starts over from his pecs, but he isn't careful about not touching his nipples this time. He purposely grazes them and Yeosang shudders in response, eyes fluttering open at the sudden sensitivity. Wooyoung coos, faking an apology, but continuing his bold actions. Yeosang feels his skin prickling at the oversensitivity and because of his hard dick that is becoming too much to bear. He feels like he could cum untouched and he fears it might just happen if Wooyoung keeps on touching him so sensually.
Wooyoung's hands glide down to his lower stomach so slowly that he can feel the texture of his fingers against his skin. His hands come back up along his ribcage and down again, making sure to rub his erected nipples along the path. He goes all the way down to his boxers and Yeosang moans uncontrollably at the intense feeling.
His noises are shaky and half suppressed from his attempts to keep his reactions down. But Wooyoung doesn't stop, he repeats the action over and over until Yeosang is a panting mess and moans keep spilling from his red plumpy bitten lips.
Wooyoung tests the water further by sliding his fingers inside Yeosang's boxers until it almost surrounds the base of his cock and Yeosang's back arches off the bed. Woo falls in love with the way his best friend writhes under his touch and decides to adjust their position.
He puts a pillow under Yeosang's legs, lifting them up slightly and making it so that his thighs are parted. Wooyoung places himself next to Yeosang's upper body, making it so that he has just the right angle to reach inside the boy's underwear, but he has no intention to touch his cock just yet. He decides he wants to keep teasing him until he breaks.
Woo starts off again, this time rubbing the poor whining mess of a boy's nipples, pinching the sensitive buds between his fingers until he is arching off the bed. He rubs them until Yeosang is so overwhelmed that he can't keep quiet anymore. "What's go-oing on?" To which Wooyoung tells him that it's only part of the massage and that he should just lay back and enjoy.
He reassures him by saying that they can stop anytime he wants, but Yeosang pleads with him to keep going. "No! Please- j-ahh! Keep going please~" Woo smirks and Yeosang doesn't catch it because his eyes are closed once again. The intensity of the whole situation makes it hard for him to think straight. He is lost in pleasure and he feels like he is tiptoeing right over the edge, his orgasm so close, but no matter how badly he needs it, he can't cross over.
Meanwhile, Wooyoung takes it upon himself to keep torturing the boy, his own dick twitching in his sweatpants but he ignores it to focus on Yeo. His fingers keep getting closer and closer to Yeosang's cock, but they never make contact with it, leaving the other wanting more and more each time. "Can I take these off?" Woo asks the dazed boy and he dumbly nods his head, biting his lips in anticipation and not losing a second before lifting his hips up.
It looks like Yeosang came multiple times inside his boxers, but he didn't once, he managed to make it this wet with his precum only. Wooyoung reaches for the band of Yeo's underwear and tugs them down painfully slowly, his dick slaps against his stomach heavily, more precum oozing out from the stimulation and Wooyoung groans at the sight.
His cock is hard as rock, veins popping out on the sides and the tip is an angry red almost purple shade, precum keeps coming out leaking like a mini waterfall, the liquid already forming a puddle in the crease of his stomach and Wooyoung wonders how it is possible that Yeosang didn't cum, really fucking intensely at that.
He huffs as he undresses the boy completely, Yeosang complies by lifting both legs and settling them back down while trembling once Wooyoung pulls them all the way off. His body trembles so much that it feels like there's a constant earthquake.
He suddenly gasps, groaning weakly at Wooyoung's curious and startling touch. The pad of his index finger makes contact with one of the veins underneath his cock and Yeosang's hips jolt up unstably to get more friction. Wooyoung is quick to pin them to the bed with one hand, letting the rest of his fingers caress all the way to the swollen tip, only to stop abruptly. Yeosang lets out a long and needy whine, mouth slack as his hips still convulse, in search of any type of friction.
Wooyoung pretends that he didn't hear it, but he subtly presses his eyes shut after he squeezes his own cock to relieve some pressure, sighing in content. Yeosang must be so frustrated to not have any relief for such a long time, especially since Woo has been working him up. He could make him cum, but he decides to keep teasing him and see how much he can take.
He continues where he left, sliding his fingers along Yeosang's skin, his hand rubbing at the lowest part of his stomach and even as Yeosang's dick comes in contact with the back of his hand, he pretends like he is just giving him a regular massage. After a few minutes of repeating the same motion, Yeosang is breathing hard and fast like he is just about to have the most intense orgasm of his life. So Wooyoung adverts his hands and switches places, taking position between his thighs.
He alternates every time Yeosang is just about to cum and the boy ends up crying from the sadistic way Wooyoung is treating him. Tears streaming down his face as he is too weak to say or do anything. Wooyoung enjoys the torture a little too much, but he finally decides to make Yeosang feel even better and he slowly makes his way closer to his bestfriend's cock.
He is seated next to his upper body, his fingers reaching the tip and he rubs the head softly, circling it gently and Yeosang cries out loudly. "Please W-woo." He begs Wooyoung to give him more, but the boy isn't finished with him. "Shhh patience."
He goes back to massaging his torso, rubbing his lower stomach as if there was a stain he wanted to erase, using the precum that gathered at the tip of Yeosang's cock as oil. The head of his dick keeps making contact with Wooyoung's hands while he slides them underneath his hard member, trying to reach the base to give it a small squeeze. "There we go."
Yeosang's eyes roll to the back of his head and his back arches, thighs clenching to attempt getting some friction on his balls or anything. Wooyoung keeps his hands right there, massaging the base of his cock and grabbing it firmly from time to time.
Yeo's dick is twitching like crazy and it signals Wooyoung that he is right on the edge, so close to cumming only for his orgasm to be taken away when Woo stops completely.
At this point, Yeosang's cheeks are drenched in tears and Wooyoung finally takes pity on the boy. He moves so he can place himself at Yeosang's thighs once more, his intentions different now. Yeosang thinks that he will edge him again and deprive him of yet another orgasm, so he trashes in his hold. "Shh, shh. Calm down, baby. I'll make you feel good."
Wooyoung goes to sit on top of Yeosang's thighs so that the other can't thrust into his hands, he has the intention to give him the best handjob of his life. He gently grabs a hold of Yeosang's cock with one hand and starts caressing along the length with his fingers at a slow pace with the other. Yeosang's hands fly up at the long needed stimulation and it not being enough, he attempts to touch himself over Wooyoung, but the other swats his them away and keeps having his way with him.
Yeosang's cock tingles, already feeling so close from the faint touches. He still tries to fight Wooyoung into letting him touch himself, but his friend only stops, letting go of his dick. Yeosang cries at the loss of contact, but moans when Wooyoung pins both of his arms by his wrists over his head. He only uses one hand to do so and it makes Yeosang shiver, he didn't know Woo was so strong.
His other hand carefully, but firmly wraps around his throat and Yeosang lets out a choked gasp, a few drops of precum dripping on his belly. Woo's fingers tighten, feeling the vibrations of Yeosang's moans against his fingers. "I know I was being a tease and you really need to cum, but I need you to be a good boy for me and wait just a little longer. I promise it will be worth it." His voice is husky and filled with arousal, leaving Yeosang all limp under his body.
"I need an answer Sangie." Yeosang nods hurriedly, trying to speak, but nothing comes out from the pressure of Woo's hand. Wooyoung chuckles and leans down, pressing every inch of his body against the vulnerable boy underneath, his clothes cock brushing against Yeosang's and they both groan at the contact. Warmth radiates from both of them, the tension as high as ever.
Wooyoung licks Yeosang's bottom lip, the boy opening his mouth in response and Woo can't resist kissing him. He bites the other's lips before pressing his own firmly against them. The taste of sweet raspberry cheesecake Yeosang ate before the whole massage situation still lingering in his mouth and Wooyoung's tongue pokes at it, wanting to taste more. He obediently parts his lips for his best friend and Wooyoung tongue fucks his mouth very lewdly, almost reaching the back of his throat. "Fuuck you taste so fucking good~" Wooyoung groans against his mouth, between kisses that follow.
Wooyoung feels Yeosang's fingers gripping his hair tightly and it only pushes him to become less in control. His cock becoming the hardest it has ever been and it's starting to leak precum too. His sweats are doing a poor job at containing the clear substance.
Yeosang is overwhelmed, so much that he doesn't even realize his hips are thrusting against Wooyoung, said boy dry humping the sensitive male bellow and forgetting how close he actually is. That is until Yeosang suddenly whips away from him and he whimpers endlessly, shaking and tensing up. Wooyoung finally sees that he has parted Yeosang's legs, wrapping them around his waist and positioning himself so that the tip of his clothed dick would rub against Yeosang's bare hole.
Yeosang lets his arms rest against the cushy material, instantly gripping the sheets with all of his strength, but before he can orgasm, Wooyoung sits up. "No, no- no! N-no, you sa-sai- Ahhh!"
Wooyoung doesn't give him any time to finish his sentence, wrapping his hand around the oversensitive dick at the same time he straddles Yeosang's lap like he did before and he pumps at a fast unexpected pace, his other hand coming to join soon after. Yeosang moans and whines loudly, gasping for breath as his chest rises and falls uncontrollably fast, drool dripping down the sides of his mouth. Since Wooyoung is seated on top of him, his attempt to get away from the too intense handjob is in vain and he has to lay back and take it. His whole body shakes, feeling like it's on fire, a tingly feeling forming all the way inside of him, reaching the tip of his dick to the deepest part of his brain.
He can't think anymore, numb to anything but the pleasure rising in his stomach like it never did before. Wooyoung would be concerned for Yeo if the situation was any different, his whole body spasming and his head thrown back as no sound escapes his mouth, probably in too much pleasure to even be able to let any sound out. "That's it baby, cum for me, make a mess all over yourself yeah?"
His orgasm hits him so hard that he screams, cum shooting out of his wet cock in long heavy spurts, some even reaching his neck and chin. It is almost never ending as the white substance keeps oozing out of Yeosang's dick, Wooyoung keeps stroking the spent boy to milk him of every last drop. It lasts for so long that he doesn't even realize when another orgasm is ripped out of him, but almost nothing comes out this time, nothing left in his balls. "Oh fuck, that was so hot. I almost creamed my pants."
He can faintly hear Wooyoung's voice, eyes squinting even in the darker room. He feels a hand caress his cheek, the weight on top of him disappears and he doesn't know why, but panic immediately rises in his chest. "Wait- Woo!" He calls out, voice raspy from all the noises. Wooyoung quickly hugs him.
He pulls him up from his laid down position with his whole strength, holding him tighter against his chest and Yeosang slumps tiredly against him. "I've got you, I'm not going anywhere." He tries to reassure Yeosang, himself not being used to giving this kind of treatment to anyone.
Seonghwa told him about aftercare once, he had told him to praise the person and make sure they felt safe and calm after an intercourse. Wooyoung attempts to do it for Yeosang, since he knows how intense all of it was. It was for him too, even though he didn't cum and surprisingly he doesn't even mind. His whole attention to Yeosang and his wellbeing only.
"You did so well, looked so pretty for me. I loved touching you, thank you for letting me Sangie." He kisses the top of head and he feels Yeo hum against his chest, making him giggle softly.
Yeosang suddenly parts from Wooyoung, looking alerted for someone who was supposed to be calm. His next words make Wooyoung smile softly. "You didn't cum. Right?" He asks shyly, with a hint of guilt.
Wooyoung knows he must feel bad for not making him feel good too, but it was only supposed to be about Yeosang's pleasure anyways. He tries to explain that to Yeosang and tells him he doesn't need release, that pleading him was enough. "Don't worry about me."
"But you're still hard." He says almost whispering, like he is shy to say the word even after everything that just happened. Wooyoung shakes his head, confirming that it will go down eventually, but Yeosang whines. "I want to touch you too." He says it so innocently that Wooyoung groans and curses under his breath.
"You don't have to baby-" He tries to reassure Yeosang once more, but he groans when his friend's hand wraps around his clothed cock and squeezes like he had done to him before. "Oh- fuck Sangie. Are you sure?" Yeosang strokes him through his pants and it's Wooyoung's turn to moan uncontrollably, throwing his head back and bearing his neck to the hungry boy.
Yeosang straddles his laps, attaching himself to Wooyoung's neck and sucking at the skin mercilessly, biting from time to time which makes Woo wince and fuck up into his fist. "Wooyoung~" Yeosang moans against his throat. His stomach flutters at the way Wooyoung cants his hips up into now both of his hands, it's almost like he is fucking him since Yeosang is sitting on top of him.
Wooyoung can't even stop, the pleasure is too good and it's like something took possession over him. When Yeosang takes his hands off, Wooyoung's head comes back forward and his eyes come back into focus. "Why'd you stop?" He asks with pouty lips and Yeosang bites his own, trying to hide a smile.
"Just wanna take these off." He tugs at Woo's sweatpants and underwear at the same time, lowering them until his whole cock is uncovered and Yeosang salivates at the beautiful sight. "So pretty." Wooyoung laughs at Yeosang's words, but quickly chokes on his own saliva when Yeosang's fingers wrap around his bare cock this time, feeling every ridge and the texture of his skin.
Wooyoung's dick is longer and thicker than Yeosang's and it's veiny, the tip round and sensitive. Yeosang moans as a bead of pearly white precum oozes out when he squeezes the base, like his friend did to him earlier. He reaches for the substance with his index and middle finger, gathering it on the tips and bringing it up to his mouth, sucking at the digits and Wooyoung cries out at the dirty action. He desperately needs to cum now, having gone too long with his balls full and ready to burst.
He tries to hump his way into Yeosang's hand and the boy complies, forming a tight ring around his cock and letting Wooyoung fuck into it like a desperate slut. Wooyoung can't stop his hips from thrusting up, ignoring the burning sensation in his muscles and he is glad he did because Yeosang pretends he is riding him. Wooyoung stills and lies on his back before continuing his motion.
Yeosang strokes him a few times in rhythm with his thrust and Wooyoung loses it, he grips Yeosang's thighs tightly and pulls him hard towards him. Yeosang ends up with his ass cheeks parted over Wooyoung's dick and he practically fucks Yeosang without penetration. Yeosang is still sensitive from the session and the way Wooyoung is rubbing his cock against his virgin hole is making him shiver. "So good for me Yeo."
"Such a pretty boy. Gonna cum all over your tight hole- fuck! Wish I could fill you up~" Yeosang moans, wishing Wooyoung could fuck him too, so badly. "Love you, Woo." He whimpers as he strokes his own cock. Wooyoung quickly notices and fucks even harder against his hole.
They both cum at the same time, Wooyoung's hips slowing down as the waves of pleasure dissipate, but Yeosang looks like he is too sensitive to keep jerking himself off even though he's still orgasming. He is growing frustrated, because he needs more and can't give it to himself. "Let me help love."
Wooyoung sits up, pulling Yeosang closer by holding him with one arm wrapped around his waist and with his free hand he engulfs Yeosang's trembling fingers with his own, tightening the grip and feeling the cock twitch. He guides and helps Yeosang to pump himself slowly. "I love you too Sangie. So fucking much." He whispers against Yeosang's ear and they both keep stroking until Yeosang's orgasm reaches its end.
Their bodies become limp against one another and they breathe heavily, before wooyoung giggles which triggers Yeosang to start laughing too. They look into each other's eyes, not believing what just happened, but oh, so happy it did. Yeosang kisses Wooyoung this time, a kiss full of love.
It's slow and careful, almost so that Wooyoung doesn't turn into dust and gets swept away. Wooyoung's hands hold Yeosang's hips and he tries to pull him even closer if possible, letting Yeosang lead the kiss.
They part to breathe and Wooyoung smiles while admiring Yeosang's beauty, which makes the boy blush and hide in his neck. Wooyoung cackles and says playfully. "I just made you cum three times and you get shy on me?" To which Yeosang turns red like a tomato. Guess some things will never change.
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