Hi my name is unknown because i am introvert that are lost my trust to humanity and 22 year's old, from Philippines 🇵🇭 and gay in closet, a fan of anime and game's and doing this for fun. Master List Txt
Top Sub/Dom Bangchan x Bottom Dom Buff Male Reader Unprotected Sex, Creampei, Blowjob, Rough Sex, Rimming, Cum Eating, Man Handled, Rough Sex, Overstimulation, Nipple Play, Teasing, Praised, Hickey, Belly Bulge, Sweat Kink, Fingering, Teasing, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Cum & Spit As A Lube, (We're A Condom)
Summary: y/n is in a buff scary looking gay, worse is y/n doesn't like even orgasm for a long time, cause y/n always pick up a good looking but can easily cum either he's hole or outside, they just all good looking but can't make the room destroyed from their extreme sex, but it's changed when he meet a guy name Bangchan, and surprised why he's name is Bangchan~.
Top Jake, Heeseung x Bully Male Reader Unprotected Sex, Creampei, Hickey, Age Gap, Teasing, Dog Collar, Threesome, Multiple Rounds, Nipple Sucking, Mocking, Nipple Play, Sex Toy's, Insulting, Rough Sex, Blowjob, Belly Bulge, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Cum & Spit As A Lube, (We're A Condom)
Summary: it's said that having siblings is best day of your life having them, or different direction just like Cinderella, unfortunately he's step siblings is have nightmare, even when they're toy's to bully name y/n, that irritated when he being joke in class, when both answer correctly and he's doesn't, unfortunately the bruise and black eye is really paid off, when their mother is engaged with their bully's father, and become step siblings~.
{Jake, Heeseung}
In a room we're Jake and Heeseung having fun time with former bully, and became their step brother specifically their big brother~, both Heeseung and Jake enjoying their pathetic brother's hole~, but how the most notorious and scarry y/n in university, that they go when they get a scholarship in a high luxury school that no one born in lowe and middle class a tuition, but the miniest bully of the university we're they study as a student, both seeing their bully that crying from pain because of their huge cock's, to shoved both of he's mouth and hole nonstop.
It's all started just like the old fairytale stories that being tell by their children at night, but the story we're inspired from story of a girl that has miserable life when her mother died, and he's father married her evil step mother with he's wicked step siblings, sending he's life as a maid to step mother and he's siblings, when he's father died because of he's step mother, but it's changed when he have the glass heel's back and married the prince charming, but the story is punished their mean step brother, because they became main target of y/n and the rest of bullies.
Cause their new students name Jake and Heeseung are freshmen, when both get noticed by their incredible IQ, that a expensive and luxury university, interested to the brother's that the one of founder of the university, that when they past the exam they can get a scholarship in, both pass in the exam and now fresh men, unfortunately from just few weeks from staying on that university, both on have black eye and bruise on their face, because they answer right and make the third year student name y/n.
Worst that he's bully in school that no one can stop him, cause of power of he's father that no teacher can stop bullying the students, and because they easily target to y/n and he's friend's, unfortunately the life of bully y/n change instantly, just like the snapped of fingers, when he's father that doesn't care him when he's mother died, and just focused on he's work and reason become a bully and trouble maker, third because they're nerd that sends him angry and he see them because of the humiliation that he get's.
That's the reason of Jake and Heeseung have bruise on their face, bonus the black on their left eye, sending also y/n and he's gang suspended for few weeks because he did to Heeseung and Jake, y/n has no problem and besides he's father wealth, but he's life change easily upside down when he's father is happily one day, that he doesn't see when he's mother died, and it's being proven when they have dinner and their few more plates, and when their some knocked on door and he's father happily opened it.
It's proven when their a beautiful woman that have holding hands by he's father, but y/n's more shocked that Jake and Heeseung is with him, cause the woman that are invited in their weekly dinner, cause it's their frickin mother that he bully and make their lives mesarable, sending y/n sweating cold for the first time in he's life, after all he knows that he's father can do anything when he's angry, after all he's father is calm but super scary when he's angry, looks like he see that again when Heeseung and Jake don't shut up.
Worse the reason of Jake and Heeseung still he's father's girlfriend, worse when he's father is announced that he getting married, so he make's a deal to Jake and Heeseung the step siblings that will happened when he's father married their mother, and both Heeseung and Jake use this to make he's life a miserable just like they experience, by making their onahole to humiliated him that all might and feared bully is their toy now, because they have a slimmer body and nerd last he's humiliation, that they did when he's father and step mother is few days on their honeymoon~.
Back to the story where he's younger step brothers using he's body to punished him by their trauma, in he's room being punished by step brother using their cock shoving he's mouth and hole, the oldest which is Heeseung is penetratin he's hole non-stop with big cock, while the youngest brother Jake is shoved their former billies mouth that become their older step brother, enjoying the moment of them of punishing their former bully and now their big step brother~.
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Both look twins but the difference is their age and maybe height, but damn both look have no difference even their body type is same, maybe the most difference is when now the size and length of their cock, still y/n feel pain from their long and massive cock, seriously Jake's cock is so massive that he almost supocated, worse is Heeseung cause he's butt bleed from he's cock after all both have normal cock, but horse cock cause of length and thickness.
Y/n even cried from Jake shoving he's cock instantly on he's mouth, that he's mocked by step brother from he's cock size, after all he's being feared in university, but he's cock is average unlike he's younger step brother cock~, that both amuse to tormenting their bully that instantly become their older step brother, before sucking he's huge nipples that bigger than any hot and sexy girls in university, before handjob he's cocktail sausage cock teasing and mocking about he's cock, sending moan from pleasure that both happy that their bully become pathetic now.
Before he they lowered and more vulgar from pleasure and tormenting their bully, that now both having threesome to their big brother, that when both cummed deep inside their new frickin toy, feeling y/n's mouth and hole with their hot cum~, both look satisfied feeling their toy full with their hot and thick cum, and both not satisfied with just one hot session with their big brother,
Top Sunghoon, Yeonjun, Ji-hoon x Bottom Buff Male Reader Unprotected Sex, Creampei, Rimming, Blowjob, Teasing, Fingering, Threesome, Multiple Rounds, Belly Bulge, Hickey, Belly Bulge, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Cum & (We're A Condom)
Summary: three hot and handsome korean guy's, taking turn to pleasure a buff bottom name y/n, to feel he's hungry hole to feel with their cock and cum~.
Top Mingyu, S.coup x Bottom Pervert Male Reader Unprotected Sex, Creampei, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Mocking, Praised, Cum Eating, Mocking, Fingering, Nipple Teasing, Blowjob, Hickey, Nipple Stimulation, Rough Sex, Teasing, Sweat Kink, Threesome, Cum & Spit As A Lube, (We're A Condom)
Summary: y/n is your not usual gay, because of he's height and muscular body, that are hidden to he's roommates S.coup and Mingyu, but it's being revealed when Mingyu open he's room and sniffing he's cummed under~.
{S.coup, Mingyu}
S.coup and Mingyu is having sex with their pervert roommate y/n, both doing dp to y/n's ass hole~, puting their massive cock stretching their pervert roommate hole~, both S.coup and Mingyu is enjoying the pleasure of their pervert's roommate hole, while S.coup penetratin y/n's prostate with their massive cock~, S.coup teased y/n's nipples stimulusly, teasing it by he's finger's or either licking and sucking their pervert y/n nipples~.
Sending their roommate's moan from being overstimulated by Mingyu and S.coup, both amuse from their pervert's roommate moaning nonstop from pleasure they give to him, all give both Korean men motivation to punished their naughty sneaky pervert roommate, but how can y/n be in this situation of being penetrated by roommates name Mingyu and S.coup.
It's started when Mingyu and S.coup is y/n's new roommate, to he's condo that he needed to pay, besides their are few room's that y/n doesn't use, and both korean guy's name Mingyu and S.coup need a condo to rent, but the story begin's when Mingyu used y/n's condo to hook up women, and used he's condo were Mingyu have sex with any girl that he pick in he's date or on bar, sending y/n angry to think to rent some of unused room's in he's condo.
At least S.coup is more decent one between Mingyu, but the way of him having sex he's little bit more rougher than Mingyu, but when he brings some girl to fucked he's become beast that even Mingyu is scared, because he became a monster that he doesn't scare that the woman is collapse from intense sex, that when they're drinking S.coup joke him that he can give he's cock to y/n if he's gay, but he fucked him hard that he doesn't walk properly for weeks if he sees him sniffing their underwear.
NCT 127 can’t date girls. As their gay friend you help them out with their sexual needs.
This is a 100% gay smut story. Check out this post for my straight smut and this post for more gay smut.
Pairing: NCT Doyoung x Jisung (Haechan & Johnny)
Story: When you return to the 127 dorm you accidentally walk in on Doyoung having sex – and you can't believe who he's doing it with!
Type of Sex: MEDIUM
Word Count: 3.5k
<- Start from the beginning: Story #1: Haechan
Want more stories like these? Also read the NCT Dream Dating Ban series which takes place before the 127 series.
You wake up with a slight hangover. Haechan is laying naked beside you, gently snoozing in broad daylight. How much did we drink last night? you wonder.
Too much. But not so much that you can't remember. You smile wide to yourself as you observe the adorable man, and recall what you did to each other behind closed doors. His dick has already been inside you multiple times and it's only your second day.
Your first night at the 127 dorm was fun, and you're glad your months of sexting with Haechan has led to this.
“Hey,” you say and smile when the man eventually opens his eyes.
“Hey,” Haechan says and yawns, and stretches his bare torso. The duvet slides down his body and you lay a hand on his tummy.
He rolls into your arm and you kiss. “I'm so glad you're finally here,” he whispers, and he genuinely means it. “I haven't had any pussy in so fucking long.”
He rolls his eyes and exaggerates the expression of someone who's been subjected of a horrible wrong.
“Can't help you with that,” you say and chuckle.
Haechan's face becomes serious as he suddenly stares at you. “Oh, yes you can,” he says and smirks.
You smile back at him and let your hand glide down his stomach and under the sheets. “Mm!” you exclaim and playfully raise your eyebrows, but it's really just for pretend. You're not surprised at all by the state of his dick when you feel it.
Haechan doesn't respond to your reaction. He just keeps presenting his dumb smirk. Then he closes his eyes and moans when you wrap your fingers around his morning wood and begin to jerk him off.
“Aren't we late to do your city thing though?” you ask, partly as a way to tease him.
“It can wait,” he says and you both giggle.
“Hey, get up!” Johnny suddenly orders, when he barges into the room with a big smile on his face. You attempt to cover your bare chest but he abruptly pulls the duvet off your body.
“Oh,” he says and the smile goes away, when he sees that you're both naked and that you have your hand around Haechan's hard shaft. “Sorry.”
As if he actually expected you to be clothed. Of course he didn't. And Haechan doesn't seem at all bothered.
But not amused either. “What do you want?” he asks without even a hint of a smile.
Johnny crosses his arms and glares at your naked body while he speaks, studying it with satisfaction written all over your face. “It's a beautiful day and you're still in bed. Get out, enjoy the city.”
As if he cares what you and Haechan do with your time. You figure he only came here to expose you like this, maybe a weird way to satisfy his own sexual needs. It must be the fact that he watched you have sex before, or maybe he's still a little drunk, that makes him think he can behave in this way toward Haechan and yourself, his guest.
If this was twenty-four hours ago it might have bothered you, or at the very least confused you. Now your only confusion is how the man can be so damn energetic.
Johnny sits down on the bed besides you. He keeps looking up and down your body and puts a hand on your thigh, moving it slowly up and down as if to assess the fabric of a nice jacket.
“What's it to you?” Haechan asks, while leaning on his elbows and spreading his legs. “You're not coming.”
“I know,” Johnny says and winks at you. Your hand is still gripping Haechan's hard dick. “I really just wanted to thank you.”
“For what?” Haechan asks.
Johnny winks at you again. “For being so loud last night.”
That's it, he definitely just came here to check you out. If he was actually complaining he wouldn't be so cheerful and flirty. He wants you to know that he heard your drunken sex, and the reason is because he enjoyed it. You feel very sure of it.
“Johnny…?” Haechan says when your eyes and Johnny's are locked for a little too long.
“Yeah…?”
Haechan laughs and kicks the man in the gut. “Get the fuck out!”
“Alright, alright,” Johnny says and takes his hand off your leg. He stands up and suddenly swirls around, then turns and winks at you one last time before he looks at Haechan. “I guess I'll go see Winwin then.”
Finally he leaves just as quickly as he came, and leaves the door wide open. You and Haechan look at each other and start to giggle. Your fingers tighten and Haechan moans, but the morning wood is gone and the moment has passed.
“He's right, we should go,” Haechan says and jumps down on the bed. His slack dick was starting to get hard again but it slips away from your hand and you let it go.
You can't stop smiling. Mmm, you think to yourself, having realized that you might actually have a shot at a third member.
*****
On this second day you return to the dorm in the afternoon. You've spent a couple of hours with Haechan, together just the two of you, seeing some sights and his favorite spots. But you're both tired and agreed to cut the tour of Seoul short.
It's the first time you've been on your own like this with Haechan, despite having known the man for years. It turns out you actually get along really well, a big relief considering you're with him for a whole week.
“Fuck, I forgot the condoms!” Haechan exclaims just as you press the button of the elevator.
“Do we need them?” you ask and smirk. You know you should, but it's not like you've been using any so far.
“They're not for us,” Haechan says and laughs. “Doyoung asked me to get some.”
“Why? He's got a girlfriend or something? Doesn’t the dating ban apply to him?”
“It does. You go ahead, I'll tell you about it later.”
“Okay,” you say when the elevator doors open and Haechan puts a set of keys in your hand. Then you go your separate ways.
On the ride up you wonder if anyone will be home, or if you'll be alone in the dorm for the first time. The 127 team are still working after all, while the Dream team are on a break.
You put a key in the lock and go inside. The apartment is quiet. You throw the backpack you've been carrying on the floor by the couch, then make your way toward one of the bathrooms.
The bag is holding a couple of souvenirs, and some photos of you and Haechan which you jokingly took in a booth. Your bladder is holding a lot of water and alcohol from last night. It's been a hot day and you haven't peed since you left home.
And your balls, they're holding a lot of cum. You've been thinking about sex all day, since Johnny so rudely but quite intriguingly interrupted your morning.
As fun as you've had on your excursion you've been wondering what kind of guy Haechan really is, and whether you could have asked him for a quickie somewhere in the street. And if you'll have sex again tonight, which is likely, what will you do to each other.
The unexpected and secretive adventure with Jungwoo last night has also lingered on your mind. When you think about it, it was kind of hot despite – or maybe because of – how rushed and secretive it was.
You wonder if either of the two men have told the other about you. And you've been thinking a lot about the others too. You already know that Yuta and Taeyong are gay, and Johnny certainly seems interested.
But do they really need your help? Do they even want it? Or is this just your own desires and starstruck mind acting out some weird, crazy fantasy? Obviously it must be latter.
It doesn’t matter, because your balls are about to burst and you need a release. But as you head for the bathroom you decide not to do anything about it just yet. If you really are home alone you should wait for Haechan. Hopefully you'll have time to finish what you started this morning before the others get back.
You suddenly stop in your tracks in the hallway. Your ears shoot up and your senses are put on high alert. What's that?
There's a sound, coming from further down the hall. You've yet to learn who lives where, but even if you did know you're not sure which room the sound is coming from.
“Thump, thump, thump.” The sound grows louder as you follow it, instinctively walking on light steps.
“Squeak, squeak, mmm, yeah.”
What the hell? you think. Is that…
A door at the end of the hall is partially open. You push on it to peek inside, too caught up by curiosity to think that you shouldn't.
“WHAT THE FUCK?” Doyoung suddenly exclaims loudly. The intense thumping and rhythmic squeaking of his bouncing mattress abruptly stops.
You know you should apologize quickly and run away. You know you should have made your presence clear long before you got to the room, when it became fairly obvious what the sounds were. You know you shouldn’t have lingered to watch, and you know that this must be as embarrassing for Doyoung – a man you don't even know yet – as it is shocking to you.
But you can't tear yourself away. You can't stop staring, with wide eyes and your mouth open, at the sight you've just walked in on. Your suspicions when you heard the voice were correct, and that's what has surprised you so.
Doyoung is seated on the edge of the bed, butt naked and in the midst of a passionate fuck. In his lap he's holding a slim figure around the waist. The figure has his legs wrapped around Doyoung's sides while riding the man's cock.
The lovers are frozen in place. Jisung stares blankly and surprised back at you. “Hi,” you say, still in shock. You thought you knew the voice but it’s like your brain didn’t want to believe it.
“Hi,” Jisung says. He finally manages to smile once he realizes what’s going on and who he’s looking at. “Oh my God, hi! What the hell are you doing here?”
Doyoung looks more confused than anyone. He stares at Jisung's face, then at yours. “Wait…” he says. ”Do you guys know each other?”
“Yes!” Jisung exclaims with an enormous grin on his face. ”He's my best friend!”
“Holy shit!” Doyoung blurts out. He immediately turns to look at you. “Are you the friend?”
You're not quite sure what he means, but you have a strong idea. “Yeah, I guess,” you say and smile faintly.
“Oh my God! Why hasn't Haechan said anything?” He turns to look at Jisung, his eyes fiery. For a second you think he's angry, he certainly sounds like it. ”Why haven't you said anything?”
“I had no idea!” Jisung admits to defend himself. He repeats his previous question: “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Haechan invited me,” you say, still smiling in an effort to make the fact appear casual, like it's no big deal.
“When?” Jisung asks and begins to slowly rock his hips, for the first time since you interrupted the sex he's in the middle of.
“Ehm, I don't know,” you lie. ”Not that long ago.”
There aren't any secrets between you and Jisung. You're not even sure why you're lying in this moment. You've known each other forever, but you must admit you feel pretty bad about not having told him you would come.
Jisung, however, is suddenly giddy with excitement. His body starts jumping up and down in Doyoung's lap while he keeps bombarding you with questions.
“Why haven't you said anything?” he asks.
“I was going to surprise you.”
“When did you get here?”
“Yesterday afternoon.”
Jisung's body jolts and his face suddenly turns serious. “You've been here for a full day? And you still haven't come to say hi?”
You realize how bad this looks. “Okay look, I was going to, but Haechan planned a full day today.”
“You slept away half of it,” Doyoung points out. He doesn't look at all happy when he says it which gives you a bad vibe.
“I literally live a floor down!”
“I know,” you say and smirk. You've been there many times over the years, and last time was quite a memorable visit. “I swear, I had this whole thing planned out. I was going to surprise you and it would be this big moment.”
As if this isn't a big moment too. Exactly what the surprise you had in mind was is not something you're willing to reveal in front of Doyoung. But you had this idea that you'd lay naked on Jisung's bed when he got home.
Jisung's naked body jolts again. “I can't believe this!” He looks happy and jumps up and down, arms around Doyoung, when he turns to face his current lover and excitedly asks: “Can you believe it?”
Doyoung shakes his head but doesn't speak, a strained expression on his face. This must be such a surreal moment for him.
You finally begin to relax. You stand in the doorway and casually lean against the frame.
“I didn't know you had time off though,” you say and cross your arms. “Haechan told me yesterday and it made me super worried.”
“Yeah, I'm going to see my parents. Damn, now I kind of wish I wasn't.”
He stops moving for a moment and his expression changes, but then he becomes giddy and jumpy again. His heart is genuinely full of joy and excitement. “I'm just so happy you're here! And I'm glad I get to see you today. Don't worry, you'll have fun with Haechan too.”
“How are they anyway, your parents?” you ask, casually making smalltalk. ”I don't think I've seen them in, what, two-three years?”
Jisung instinctively rolls his hips, as if your presence is no reason to leave Doyoung hanging.
“They're good,” he says. ”But I don't want to talk about them. I can't belive you're here! You're the last person I'd expect to walk through that door. I'm so happy!”
You chuckle at his youthful joy, and the way his ass bounces on Doyoung's lap. It makes you feel really good to see him this happy. You've been so consumed with making new friends that you haven't considered that you should of course have just gone to see your best friend straight away.
Perhaps you've also been worried, about what he might think of the fact that you've come for Haechan and not him. It's not like there's anything more than friendship and sex between you and Jisung, and he hasn't been bothered by you having sex with his friends in the past.
But that was then, and he was always somewhere around. It was his bed you always returned to at night.
It suddenly dawns on you that you already have seven friends in the city, if you count the whole Dream team, and that you've neglected all of them. Haechan is just one of several. The fact that you haven't told them of your visit certainly isn't good.
But deep down you always knew, if you didn't get along with the 127 guys, salvation would be just one flight of stairs away. You kind of took that for granted.
“Where are you staying?” Jisung asks and rolls his hips again. “Will you come stay with me?”
“Actually, about that…”
“Uughmmph!” Doyoung suddenly calls out. You both turn to look at him curiously. His eyes are closed and his whole body shivers. “Ahh, fuuck!”
Jisung bursts out in a big smile, and quickly starts to roll his hips faster over his lover's crotch, like he was when you walked in.
But Doyoung has already come, and now he squeezes your friend’s waist hard to lift him off his dick which suddenly can't take anymore.
You realize that they haven't just been naked in each other's arms this whole time, and that it's totally weird that you're still in the room.
Jisung laughs out loud when he stands up to climb off his lover. “Did you just come?” he asks excitedly.
“Mm, yeah,” Doyoung moans. His hand glides down Jisung's bare thigh, and he reaches down to nurture his spent dick. He suddenly smiles wide while he removes the condom. “Yeah, I did. Fuck… you're incredible!”
You feel three things in this moment. Proud, because it's only six months ago that you took Jisung's same sex virginity. He was a very different lover back then, compared to the confident power bottom you just witnessed today.
Relieved, because neither Jisung nor Doyoung seem at all ashamed by any of this. Despite Doyoung's angry reaction earlier, when you first entered the room, he now appears happy and casual as he stands up, ties the condom together, and tosses it in a bin in the corner of the room.
And finally curious, about two things: the nature and depth of Jisung's relationship with Doyoung, and the novelty of seeing Doyoung's full body in the nude.
The man is kind of hot, you think. Well done Jisung.
As hot as Jisung looks when he stands naked and smiling in the middle of the room, Doyoung has something new and exciting to offer. It's only now that you realize that you're incredibly hard, and that you probably have been this whole time.
Jisung realizes it too, when he abruptly comes rushing toward you to give you a warm embrace. “Hi,” he says again, as you hold each other close and hug.
“Hi,” you say happily and hold your nude friend tight.
You want to apologize, but your reunion is interrupted when a voice calls from the living room. “I'm back,” it announces. Haechan has returned.
“I should go,” you say and let go of Jisung, suddenly feeling worried again. You figure Doyoung and Jisung won't want to get caught. “I'll divert him.”
“No, stay,” Jisung pleads and goes back to the bed, where he crawls on top of it and reaches down for his clothes on the floor on the other side.
You glance at his ass when he bends over. Doyoung can't stop staring at you while you check out his lover. When you notice his glaring eyes and serious expression, you quickly peek outside to look away, and see Haechan fast approaching.
“It's okay,” Doyoung says, as if he can tell that your mind is trying to work out what to do. He goes to sit beside Jisung and proudly puts an arm around the man. “He knows.”
Haechan catches up with you before you decide if you should divert him or invite him in.
“Hey,” he says cheerfully to Doyoung and Jisung on the bed. “Here you go.”
He tosses a box to Doyoung, who grabs it mid air and smiles. “Thanks,” he says and puts it on a bedside table, before he lies down on his back completely exposed.
You can't help but stare at his sexy body. You study his long torso and still half hard dick. Haechan, however, doesn't even stay.
“Sorry, I should have told you,” he says and smiles at you in passing, then goes back into the hallway.
Jisung is sitting on the bed when he puts his hoodie back on. “So,” he says slowly. “My plane is actually tonight.”
Your heart suddenly sinks. You've just gotten excited about him being here, about the idea of combining getting to know new friends with spending time with old ones.
“Oh,” you say, somewhat disappointed. “How long will you be gone for?”
He stands up to put on his pants. “I don't know. Maybe I'll cut my trip short now that you're here.” Then he turns to Doyoung. “Thanks,” he says and gives the man a quick peck on the lips.
“I didn't even make you come,” Doyoung points out. He seems a little surprised.
“It's okay,” Jisung says and winks at you. ”I've got him for that.”
Then he walks by you and takes your hand. You smile at Doyoung, before Jisung yanks your arm and you both disappear into the hallway.
Doyoung is left naked and alone on the bed. He may be empty and sexually satisfied, but in this moment his heart is hollow and broken.
The Dating Ban series now takes a break. Let me know what you think so far and your wishes and desires as I write the next few stories 🙂
cw: there are obsessive behaviour undertones from hendery towards the reader.
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yn was running late towards his art classes, “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…” he murmured –concerned– when he was some blocks away from the entrance he stopped to pull out a bottle of water of his backpack, unknowingly a little box of tacks fell to the floor, “ah shit today's my lucky day” yn said sarcastically, then suddenly someone in a bike passes through all the scattered tacks, some of them stabbed the front wheel of it, “what the fuck?” the guy gets off the bike to see what happened, finding out that the tacks were the cause of the damage on his wheel. he looks back looking at a yn who tries to act cool, acting as if the other guy wasn't talking to him.
“hey you, your fucking tacks damage my wheels, you need to pay the repairs”, “sorry sorry we'll talk later i'm running late please” yn tries to run away but the guy stopped him, grabbing him by his wrist. “guess what, i'm running late too and it's your fucking fault”.
“aww come on man. i'll give you my phone, you write your number there and i call you later”, the guy did as he was told, “see ya later then” yn waved and resumed his running. the guy stood there, a smirk appearing on his face “such a fool ynnie” he then remembered he was running late to his class too and started to run too.
yn opens the door and goes straight towards his art teacher “nice mr. ln once again late to the class”, “sorry mr. kim something happened on my way here. may i go to the bathroom i don't wanna be here all sweaty and sticky”, “sure but don't take too long, also you have a mark for coming late”, yn turns on his heels leaving the room, mr. kim's eyes never leave yn's clothed ass. the door creaks open again, “guess today is coming-late-to-the-class-day huh?”, “sorry mr. kim won't happen again”, “yeah right mr. huang, go take a seat, you have a mark for coming late too”.
the art class when like any other class, yn forgot about the problem he caused with his tacks earlier this day so he just walked towards his home as if nothing happened.
the next day yn walked towards college again when someone approached him, it was the same guy of yesterday, he cursed mentally at himself remembering how he didn't call him. “you bastard you didn't called me yesterday”, he was wearing a sleeveless shirt, his sweaty forehead and arms –covered in bulging veins– the sight making yn drift off and not listen to whatever the guy said, “hey are you listening to me?” he said, annoyed, “aishh what the fuck is wrong with you, first you damage my bike and now you want to get away without doing something to fix it” he sighs, “i'm going late again today and he'sgonna put another mark to me, it's your fault.. with my bike i would've come in time for classes”. the guilt catching up to yn, the feeling gnawing at him, “let's go to your class, i'll talk to your teacher and take responsibility for it, don't worry”. the guy looked towards the sky with eyes closed muttering a quiet thanks, “let's go” yn led the path towards the entrance with the guy following him, a creepy smirk never leaving his face unless yn looked towards him.
“it's here” the guy signaled, “wait, it's the same class as me, do you study with me?” one of yn's eyebrows raised while he stared dumbfounded at the guy, “took you long enough ynnie” disappointment laced on his voice. yn couldn't believe how he didn't realized that the guy was also on his class, “oh!” is the only thing coming out of his mouth, the guilt being unbearable now, how can he be so absorbed into his own world that he couldn't even recognize his own classmate, “man i suck”.
the next couple of days yn tried to make it up to hendery, how he liked to be called by his friends, at first he was renuent but little by little he started to let go his non-existent grudge towards the other guy. huang was happy, how everything was going according to his plan, if yn hadn't let that box of tacks fall from his backpack maybe all this wouldn't happened, he was lucky was all he could thought that day before going at the maximum speed he could over the tacks, knowing they would damage his wheel, “great sacrifices comes with great rewards” he murmurs.
“hi hendery, i just talked with mr. matthew about those days you came late to the classes so he can erase those marks, after all it wasn't your fault at all” hendery nodded, “hmm i see, so what did he say?”. “he told me to go talk to him after classes”, “i see” hendery scratched his chin with his thumb and pointer fingers, an idea popping into his mind sensing why mr. matthew would want to talk with him alone. “i'll accompany you then”...
the duo was alone in a classroom, everyone else around already leaving the building except three people, hendery knew he has to act quick so he started to put his head on yn's shoulder –something that catches him off guard– then with his finger he starts to draw little patterns on yn's arms, then going up until it reaches his chest, “you see. after all, it wasn't that bad with that stupid accident. we became closer to each other so i guess i can confess you something now” his face getting dangerously near yn's sensitive neck, his hot breath made him tickle, “there's this boy i can not stop thinking about. he's so pretty, so intelligent, so cute, i wanna eat him” he starts to leave little kisses on the other's neck, “any guess who's that guy who's been running around my mind 24/7, driving me so crazy?” the kisses became licks, “mme-me…??” yn asks nervously. then the licks turned into a bite, “bingo!”
hendery’s left hand slids under yn's shirt and assaults one of yn’s nipples while the other is ruffling his hair, “i'm loving those cute sounds you make” hendery adds, still kissing yn's neck –already littered with little hickeys– “stop, or they're gonna see us” yn says worried that someone would walk past the classroom and see them committing profanities on university ground, “no one’s here. everyone left already” he reassures, “also how can we stop when i'm like this for you yn look” he pulls out his dick, springing free from his underwear with a thick strand of precum connecting the tip with the underwear, “look how wet i am for you, take responsibility ynnie” hendery guided one of yn’s hands to grab and stroke his aching cock, “that's it, keep doing that pretty”.
“now, don't be shy, give it a kiss” hendery guides yn's head towards his dick. they were sitting on the teacher's desk so hendery made yn go under it, “see now they only would see me and won't think something weird is happening, happy now?”, yn nodded, mouth full of dick, it poking inside one of his cheeks and then pulling it out with a pop sound, as if it was a lollipop yn continued sucking it until the ring of a phone took them out of their moment of pleasure.
“hello?” hendery answered, “mr. huang? why are you answering mr. ln's phone?” on the other side was teacher kim, “why do you need him” hendery struggled to form the sentence due to how good yn was giving him head, ‘fuck’ he mouthed and gave an approving sign to yn to keep doing that. “i was going to talk about your late marks, he wanted me to erase them”, “yeah” hendery furrowed his eyebrows and his lips pouted, nodding and caressing yn's flushed cheek. “so where is he?” mr. kim asked on the phone, “he's b-busy now” hendery answered. “i can imagine it” the older said and hendery could almost see the smirk on the other side of the line, “r-really?” hendery asked, curious. “yeah” the older said, his voice becoming low and seductive, hendery was turned on, his dick growing bigger inside yn's mouth, “so what do you wanna do about it?” hendery wanted to rail mr. kim more, “what i was going to do anyway with him but now with you included i guess”, he hung up, “who was that?” yn asked to which hendery answered calmly with a “we have company”.
mr. kim was sitting on the desk, letting loose his tie that rested above his big chest, his shirt was open letting the pair of students touch his abs, they discarded his slacks that were now on the floor while the duo sucked in his dick and heavy balls. the pair of tongues tracing each vein, they even tried to kiss with mr. kim's dick in between their mouths, their tongues touching with each other's while leaving the dick all slobbery.
hendery fucked yn's mouth while mr. kim railed his ass, his powerful thrust making him gag onto the younger's cock, “mr. yn you don't have any idea how much i wanted your ass, is even more perfect with no clothes on” he spanked it, yn moans vibrating onto hendery's cock, “shit” he mutters, "your nasty mr. kim who would've thought”, the man smirked, i'll shape this ass to be a good cocksleeve, it won't forget the shape of my cock” he blurted out, “won't forget mine too” hendery adds looking defiantly towards his teacher, the older does the same looking at hendery above the frame of his glasses, “sure”.
“stop arguing and just fuck me okay?” yn pressured them both to do him, an idea appearing on mr. kim's mind. he leaned on the desk with yn straddling him, bouncing up and down his fat cock, the bottom putting his hands on mr. kim's big tits, his big muscular arms pressing them against each other, making them look firm and suckable, veins and sweat beads decorated his pecs, fuck!! what a sight. hendery spat one last time on his cock then aligned it against yn's already stuffed hole and introduced it gently at first, yn managed to take it all without any struggle, it seems that mr. kim did a good job stretching him out, after all he's hung and thick so it was no surprise. both cocks pummeled into him in unison, a back and forth that didn't leave yn unstuffed. his insides engulfing all the inches, his hole can't get enough of it, he feels like he's made for this, a cockslut if you want.
the constant sensation of both cocks sliding against each other plus yn's tightness made them cum at the spot, loads and loads of sperm being spurted inside.
hendery pulls out and grabs his backpack, “what are you doing?” mr. kim asks, “looking for wipes to clean us all” the younger answered. “don't, come here” mr. kim sucked hendery clean, “you know how to work that mouth mr. kim huh?” the man smirked, proud of his skills, he then pulled out of yn and did the same to him, milking his dick dry, swallowing every single drop, at the same time hendery was returning the favor, sucking clean mr. kim's cock.
after getting clean and dressed mr. kim assured them that he would erase both marks for both students and that he didn't wanted this to come late ever again to his art classes. “don't worry mr. kim we won't” hendery ensures but then yn speaks, “if we have to do this to erase those late marks i might be coming late more often” he winks at his teacher waiting for a response, the man laughs, “if you want my cock just ask for it, will always be there for cockwhores like you” he closes the door and leaves. “do your cock will always be there ready for me too hendery?” he flutters his eyelashes to his classmate who embarrassed looked the other way, “yeah sure”, “then let's go, i want more” yn said grabbing hendery by his bulge, that grew and became hot in yn’s hand.
You wake up to find yourself in the embrace of a stranger - or something like that. Someone you always end up meeting eventually, and someone who proportionately always ends up in your bed. Your situation is undecided and the anxiety of your situationship threatens to claim you whole if you don’t leave it at the nebulous point it stands at right now. But the chemistry between the two of you is undeniable. Is the destitute nature of your love anything worth saving, and will you be something more the next time you wake up next to each other?
Top! Jeno
Bottom! M/n
Fluff, w/lil bit of angst
Situationship, one-night stands
2.2k words
An ambient darkness is lifted from your vision, and you’re suddenly aware of how drowsily fatigued you are. Your train of thought feels sluggish as you process that there’s a hand resting idly on your hip. You become cognizant of the warm embrace of a mattress beneath you.
It takes you a second to realise it, but you’re awake. You take a deep breath, as if trying to inhale closure as your mind catches up with the present. When you look down at your hip, you start to wonder about the leadup to what caused you to end up here, feeling so damn sore. And then it hits you. You’ve been caught up in this situation before. Countless times. And so has the man behind you.
It explains the soreness in your body, and the fact that you’re naked underneath your blanket. Feeling an ache in your arm, presumably from your head being on it all night, you let out a soft groan of irritation. You decide to steal a glance behind you, and as you’d have it, the person you’d expected to be there laid behind you, looking as beautiful as you knew he would.
Breathing softly, Jeno lays fast asleep behind you. His face slightly angled towards his chest, its angular and masculine shape complimenting his well-proportioned nose as it gently flexes with each breath. Beneath, his salmon pink lips are parted slightly, breathing in your essence even while he sleeps. He’s a sculpture lying beside you, with the perfect body to go with his fatal visuals. Now that you think about it, you’ve ended up embarrassed to admit how you’re stealing a glance at his partially exposed chest.
Jeno’s eyes start to flutter, opening to reveal two domineering voids that would make the soft-hearted submit without hesitation. His gaze read of a man who was able and ambitious, yet gentle; a strapping, but not intimidating mix. You smile, turning away from him before he fully gains consciousness.
As he wakes up behind you, you start to digest how you’ve made the same mistake again, tainting the purity of this moment with a forlorn gray. Jeno is in your bed, and you’d promised to yourself he would remain a stranger. You have too much to do, and you’re behind on so much in your life, unable to afford distractions. You do like him, and you’re sure he does too, but the way your relationship never progresses past a good one-night stand frustrates you, especially since you two have an undeniable chemistry. You want more.
Jeno’s hand begins to slither up your bare chest from behind, and you have to make a conscious effort to not shudder. “Hey.” Jeno purrs.
As soon as the word escapes his lips, you damn yourself. Jeno is impossible to push away, because no matter how tired you are of your situationship, you cannot deny the sheer attractiveness and sex appeal he has. With one word alone, he makes you feel warm inside, and you would know best that he has other ways of warming you up too.
You began unwinding yourself and loosening your body up to suggest that he could come closer, and he did. He pressed right up behind you, his chin nuzzling on your shoulder.
“Hey.” You respond casually, your voice sounding more subdued and fatigued than usual. Morning voice.
“Was I too much last night?” Jeno chuckles, his voice softly rippling through the side of your head from the proximity, which could have made you melt if you weren’t so tired.
“Not at all.” You said, your smile making its way into your tone. “I asked for it, didn’t I?”
“Hmm.” Jeno groans, amused. He began to wrap himself around you, embracing you like he never wanted to let you go. “True.”
“How about you? How you feeling?” You ask him, followed by an exhale and a prolonged stretch within his arms.
“Not bad at all. I had fun.” Jeno said to you in his sonorous voice, planting a kiss on your cheek. You feel as heat begins to rise up to the forefront of your face, and you practically hear the smirk in Jeno’s voice.
“Stop.” You blush, feeling diffident all of a sudden, and you knew Jeno would pick up on that.
“Can’t. Won’t.” He grins into your shoulder, reaching to hold one of your hands. You don’t resist, intertwining with him smoothly as the two of you make contact, his bare body right up against yours. You go silent with defeat, obviously flustered, causing Jeno to chuckle.
“You’re cute when you get shy, M/n.” He cooes, and you find yourself in a guilty pleasure as he gets closer to you. You could tell how well built he was just from having his chest pressed up against your back. It was funny, considering how slender you were yourself.
You try your hardest to appreciate the present, but you're reminded of the truth.
The realisation of the wasted potential of your bond, the way the spark between you two never reaches a flame. Frankly, you felt stuck at this point. You were tired of being starved of that perfect harmony that the both of you wanted. This cute little moment for Jeno, to you, was just a cold reminder of how stuck you are.
You decide you have to say something.
“Jeno..” You start, the guilt already sinking in.
“Hmm?” He groaned, planting a few more soft kisses on your shoulder and neck. His affectionate nature only made you feel worse about what you were gonna say.
You take a deep breath, the room holding its breath while the moment unfolds before you two. “Jeno, you’re great and all, but this is all just... I don’t know- don’t you think this is just…?” You say, surprised to hear that you formulated that worse than you’d expected yourself to. In your head, that played out differently. You realised you didn’t know what you were gonna say, and you had to work it out as you went. Were you going to cut him off here?
“It’s just?” He replies, his voice carrying a hint of caution this time. The change scares you. It shows you that you’ve gone in a direction you can’t turn back from. “What is it, hun?” He asks. You can tell he’s trying to respect the seriousness of this situation, but still be nice about it, which only made you more anxious to continue; you were never the confrontational type anyways.
“I don’t know..” Nice one, M/n.
“That’s.. that’s okay.” Jeno replies.
“Do you…” You trail off again, but take another breath. You summon all the strength you have in you to become rational. That’s usually how it went with you. An initial state of panic which reflected how much of a nervous wreck you were years ago, and then the part where you set your feet firmly in the present, representative of the mature person you vowed you were gonna become. “Do you know what I’m trying to say, Jeno?”
A deep inhale follows your question, it’s sound contemplative yet accepting; he does. “I guess I do.” Jeno replies, his embrace around you faltering, becoming weaker. “I know what you mean, M/n. This thing… us. It’s complicated, huh?”
You turn, now facing him. “Yeah.” You say, breaking into a soft, but somewhat nervous smile. The feeling that this situationship was gonna come to an end became a very real possibility, and you realised you weren’t even stopping it from going there.
“It’s not going anywhere, is it?” He asks you, and you notice the shallowness of his smile now. The smile on his lips becomes more of a frontier as the beating heart within him starts to decay with regret.
“It’s not.” You reply, the room feeling colder by the minute.
“Hmm.” Jeno’s tone takes a sombre turn, gradually becoming devoid of its brightness, which you quickly realise was because of you. His gaze is hesitantly ripped from yours like a cloth stuck in the crevice of a tree. As the moment progressed, you started to feel the disconnect between the two of you. And you began to wonder if that was what you were trying to get at through all of this. If this was what was meant to be. But was this really necessary? And was this really what you wanted?
No. That’s not what you want.
And, no, it’s not too late to turn back. While you did tell him how fruitless things were up to this point in time, maybe now you could tell him that you want to take this somewhere else. He wasn’t something to pluck out like a decaying sprout. He was someone who had hope in the spark between you two. He just had the patience to wait for it, the patience that you need. Now was the time for resuscitation.
“But..” You say, your tone carrying an edge of hope, causing Jeno to look up, his eyes on the verge of breaking into sombreness. It really wasn’t too late, and you had the chance to turn things around. “But I do like you, Jeno. I think I actually really, really like you. And I think that if this isn’t working, we can always try something else,” you gesture to yourself and him, a smile threatening to creep up on your face “I think we can be something more.”
You watch as his eyes reignite with hope, and his smile reforms, this time, full on the inside and outside. “You think so?” He manages to say.
You nod. “I do. This thing we’ve got going on… it’s like… waiting? Like a- I dunno, a fucking flower or something.” You break into laughter, Jeno joining you. “I know it’s cheesy, but, I don’t know, it’s like-”
“A spark.” Jeno said, saying what you had in mind out loud. As the thought of that sunk in, the two of you looked at each other, with a growing soft smile. “We’ve got something. It’s just not started up yet.” He shrugged, still smiling softly.
“Yeah…” You smile. “But we can start it up. It’s worth a shot, right? I’d be happy to try something with you.” You say, a heat rising in your cheeks. Suddenly the thought of having a caring, able, and undeniably attractive partner (who was phenomenal at sex) became all the more appealing, especially because of who the contender was. Jeno smiled at you wholeheartedly, his eyes forming two glee crescents.
“Aw shucks.. thank you M/n.” He says, and you love how he’s not afraid to be vulnerable with you. He’s a robust, capable, and beautifully virile individual that you were ready to devote yourself to. A comfortable silence arises.
“M/n.”
“Yes?”
“Can I kiss you?”
“Oh,” you blush, pausing. “...yes.”
And he does. You’re greeted with his soft lips colliding with yours in a moment of liberation and invigoration. The feeling of his lips on yours, his strong arms on your bare body, your stifled breathing, and the sense of passion; it wasn’t anything new to you at all, but this time felt different to you, because it marked the beginning of a new chapter. A chapter of love and possibility.
After a while, you two broke the kiss, breathing for air. The fact that you both kissed for so long you needed to take a breath made the two of you erupt into laughter. You laughed like that for a while, just smiling at each other.
“So… boyfriends?” He asks.
“I mean, unless you wanna be my girlfriend or something.” You reply sarcastically.
He lets out a scoff, looking at you with affectionate eyes. “Crazy.”
“Crazy.” You respond. The both of you get lost staring at each other's faces for a second too long.
“Well,” Jeno says, “boyfriends it is.”
“That’s cute.” You nod.
“I love you, M/n. I have for a while.”
“I love you too, Jeno.” You offer a soft smile, butterflies floating in your belly.
The two of you find yourself in each other's embrace, wrapped in a warm hug. Maybe it’s the fatigue of life right now, but for that moment, you two just stay like that, with you nuzzled under his chin and him with his arms around your waist and shoulders.
The two of you don’t move, comfortable with each other’s company, and as you feel him softly breathing beside you, you can just tell that you both hope this moment lasts a while.
being an idol is though work, dealing with rehearsals, learning choreos, recording songs, being in front of a lot of people, etc. but there's one specific member that has one more problem to add to all that, sungchan, who has a massive cock paired with a high libido, he started to masturbate thinking that would be enough, that worked –but only for some months– then he move on to use toys, fleshlights, cock rings, a vibrating wand or one of those silicon fleshlights shape like an ass, surprisingly this worked for him but soon it got tired for him, he wanted to try the real thing, a warm tight hole to obliterate with his huge veiny cock. man was big everywhere –height and dick size–.
but all changed one day when sungchan went to a vacation resort with his member yn, they were there to record a vlog for their youtube channel. one night yn walked out of the bathroom looking for his underwear, using the towel to just cover his dick with one hand. he looked everywhere for it – even in the floor, but didn't find them, “maybe i still have them on my bag” when he turns around he realizes sungchan was there all the time, he watched how yn cheeks opened, showing his hole when he crouched to search on the floor, “oh my god sungchan !!” he jumped surprised. they both made eye contact for a time until sungchan stroked his big bulge, “would you help me?. i need it… please” the taller one said, letting the other guy know what he wanted. sungchan is a really handsome guy and by the looks he's packing too “w-why?” yn asks. “i had fuck every toy that exists but they end up breaking apart and they're not as warm as a real one.. please just this time” he was practically begging yn to let him use his ass, “okay, but just this time”..
“fuck you’re so big” yn struggled to go down sungchan’s hard rock dick, “yeah it’s a pain in the ass sometimes, my toys constantly break” he says while guiding yn’s hips with his hands, making him go down little by little. the tight hole engulfing each inch. “you’re gonna split me in half sungchan” yn cried when he finally bottomed out. leaning backwards made a bulge to form on yn’s stomach, a bulge that sungchan touched slightly and made yn’s body to spasm a little, “holy shh-” yn gulped, “it feels funny” he hissed. “it does. stay like that a little bit” –yn complied– sungchan started to do circular motions with his point finger on top of it, drawing little whimpers out of yn’s mouth. sungchan’s hips rocking slightly due to yn squeezing him every time the sensitive bulge is touched. “i think i’m ready. you can move now”.
it started with slow thrusts, sungchan pushing his massive dick up while yn held a steady squat position, his hole being stretched continuously by such a girthy dick, he had never seen one like that before. every vein filling every crevice on yn’s insides, they accommodate perfectly to sungchan’s length. then the thrusts started to get faster and faster. “you’re better than all those toys i bought” sungchan added, lowering yn with his hands gripping the other’s hips, “ride me” he asked and yn did as he was told. first he rocked his hips front to back with the top’s length still inside him, “phew, this feels better than i thought sungchan”, “yeah i know, nothing better than a tight warm hole to hug my big dick”. yn now went up and down, making sure to always go all the way up to the tip and then slamming himself back down, balls deep. sungchan, desperate for release and more satisfaction, started to meet yn’s thrusts, smacking and wet sounds reverberating throughout the whole room. yn, now laying on the bed face down, was moaning in ecstasy, feeling how deep sungchan was capable to reach with his dick, “fuck you make me feel so good yn” sungchan purred along with grunts and pants. “why don’t you become my toy” he cheerfully asked, his dick jabbing at yn’s obliterated hole constantly, “i won’t be able… to handle that fucking cock” yn uttered, drool coming out of his mouth.
“don’t worry, you just need to practice, we will have a lot of time for that”. yn’s ass bounced every time the other made a powerful thrust that even made the bed creak a little. sungchan being cocky about his big frame he lifted the bottom from behind, folding him in half in an attempt to go even deeper, “cum with my yn please” sungchand murmured on his ear, his hot breath tickling his neck. but yn wasn’t able to comply to sungchan’s request, shortly after he resumed his thrusts yn came hands free, he couldn’t hold anymore the constant abuse his sweet spot was suffering, “i-i’m so so..rry” yn pled, “i’ll make it up to you next time sung.. chann…”, sungchan feeling disappointed threw him towards the bed, “of course you have to, but as a punishment i would be using you all night”.
the whole night went by sungchan using his strength and big dick to whore yn out to his pleasure, something about yn having a way smaller frame than him but so capable of taking his whole length send sungchan into a frenzy, he was the perfect candidate to be his personal fleshlight, “finally a toy that won’t break so easily… yet” and almost evil smirk forming in his face. loads and loads of cum oozing out of yn, sungchan wasn’t only blessed with a big dick but also with huge balls that can apparently make a lot of cum, that’s what yn thinks. sungchan pulls out with a pop sound, his cock semi-hard leaking with the white liquid, “there’s nothing left” he whips out his dick trying to clean it of the liquid, then he uses his hand to clean the remains and made yn lick them, he licks them as if he was sucking sungchan’s dick, “good boy” he praised, “here, have a treat” he guided the head of his cock towards yn’s mouth, just suck the tip, you can suck the shaft later in another session”. yn sucked on it like a lollipop, making sure to make eye contact with sungchan, he looked majestic, his toned muscles glistening with sweat, his hands went up caressing every ab and pinching his nipples. sungchan grunted in pleasure, “shhhhit… so good”. at the end they both fell asleep with sungchan being the big spoon so yn could cockwarm him until they had to wake up and record the vacation vlog.
NCT 127 can’t date girls. As their gay friend you help them out with their sexual needs.
This is a 100% gay smut story. Check out this post for my straight smut and this post for more gay smut.
Pairing: NCT Jungwoo x Male Reader
Story: Jungwoo tells you about the dating ban, and a flirtatious start to your friendship leads to sex.
Type of Sex: MEDIUM
Word Count: 3.5k
<- Start from the beginning: Story #1: Haechan
Want more stories like these? Also read the NCT Dream Dating Ban series which takes place before the 127 series.
Maybe it's because he was the first one you met among Haechan's friends in 127, or maybe it's because he's already seen you naked. Whatever the reason you've become somewhat attached to Jungwoo in the first few hours of your visit to their dorm.
Throughout the first evening you've eventually said hello to everyone, and Jungwoo has been there by your side from the start. It feels pretty good to have some emotional support, a comfort zone so you don't just have to latch on to Haechan.
Not that you've had anything to worry about. These first hours among strangers – and among new friends – have been fun and smooth. You've been relaxed and there hasn't been any of the awkwardness you feared. And Johnny and Jungwoo have been nice: they haven't said a word about what they walked in on earlier in the day, when they caught you and Haechan having sex.
You're just Haechan's friend, in town for a week-long visit, someone who'll be staying with them as a guest. No one seems to mind your presence. In fact they appear quite excited about it.
As the novelty of your visit settles, however, everyone is going about their business. Mark – the only one who's missing – is out of town for some well-earned time off. Johnny and Jaehyun are in the kitchen preparing a meal. Doyoung is in his room talking on the phone, his muffled voice carrying through the walls and closed door. Yuta and Taeyong have disappeared to God knows where, and Haechan has popped out to buy alcohol.
You and Jungwoo are lounging on the living room couch, deeply engaged in friendly conversation.
“It is hard,” the man admits. “We had a dating ban early on, then as we got older we had more freedom. But ever since Taeil they've become very strict again. It's frustrating!”
“I can only imagine,” you say and nod slowly. If only Jungwoo knew just how well. You have no idea if he does, but Haechan did reveal to you that he hasn't told the others how you met.
Jungwoo is getting worked up by the topic of the dating ban. “I mean, we have needs!” he says and throws his hands in the air. ”Of course we do! Denying us what is only human and natural is doing more harm than good. I honestly don't think it's healthy.”
You can't help but smile at his passion. You pull your legs up under yourself on the couch, and lean with an elbow on the backrest, listening intently as the man ventilates his frustrations.
You glance in the direction of the kitchen where you see Johnny through the door. He's standing by a counter cutting vegetables, but you quickly look away when he turns his head in your direction and smiles.
Did he just wink at me? you wonder. You could have sworn he did. The fact that he too, like Jungwoo, walked in on you naked suddenly makes you feel exposed.
You always knew that you'd sleep with Haechan on this trip, but for the first time a seed is planted in your head. What if you could have sex with more of them? Jungwoo at least, who seems as desperate as Haechan. Maybe you could help them all out, the way you once did with the dreamers. Not that anyone other than Haechan has asked you to, but you'd certainly be willing.
Now that would be a challenge, to have sex with them all. How the hell is the author going to come up with eight ways for that to happen? You immediately start plotting in your head.
“Well, you have each other,” you say to return to Jungwoo and the conversation, as not to appear rude and suspicious. Johnny has already turned his back on you anyway.
Your statement is a daring reach, an attempt to learn more about the men. You have no idea if any of the men are gay but figure you can always laugh it off as a joke if Jungwoo appears offended.
Jungwoo scoffs and frowns. The idea is quickly shot down. But he appears more sad than appalled. Maybe he didn’t even realize your comment was meant in a sexual way.
A new thought then pops into your head. If they've never actually done anything sexually with each other, maybe you could be the one to open the door for them. The seed keeps growing.
“Yuta and Taeyong actually used to date,” Jungwoo reveals out of nowhere. A big surprise and a glimmer of hope. ”They were together for years. But that kind of thing is hard in Korea. They broke up on good terms and it was probably for the best. It's not like they can have a future together anyway, at least not while they're in the public eye.”
The revelation and words have a real impact on you, and for a moment your thoughts begin to drift again. Imagine that. Being in the spotlight, living and working so closely together, in love but unable to be your true self. What a nightmare.
You're brought back to the room when you suddenly feel a hand on your knee. You look at it with a surprised expression, then up at Jungwoo who leans in closer. When you don't react, the hand slips up your leg and Jungwoo adjusts his position, until he's leaning into your lap.
“Sometimes I wish things were just easier,” he says. “Life is so unfair.”
You freeze in place. Of all the thoughts and ideas that have gone through your mind, this unexpected approach by your new friend wasn't even one of them. It's like Jungwoo wants to keep the conversation going and appear calm and casual about touching you, but also like he wants to stop talking and jump you right here on the couch.
You're suddenly very confused about what messages he's sending you. He hasn't brought up what he caught you and Haechan doing, but you have no idea what his silence on the topic means, nor what the hand on your leg is for. Is he interested? Is he curious? Is he gay?
Or, is he just teasing and making fun? He might even be able to hurt you. You like the man, but you don't know him after all.
“Jungwoo,” you whisper when the hand is just below your crotch and you feel a tingle. He's leaning so far into you his forehead is on your neck and shoulder.
“Yeah?” he says softly and casually runs his fingers through your hair, his voice muffled below your face.
“Are you horny?”
Maybe this is your chance. But there's no response. You wonder if you've just crossed a line, though Jungwoo is certainly the one crossing it if there is one.
You've only just met and he's already so physical you'd think you'd been friends for years. But is there really a sexual intent to his actions the way you desperately want to believe, or is he this physical with everyone?
He eventually lifts his head and looks up at you. “Yeah,” he whispers again. “I am.”
Then he finally takes the leap, moves his hand the last stretch, and seductively squeezes your bulge. His face immediately lights up, as he's delighted to realize that you're hard as bone.
You smile back at him, faintly but naughty and with confidence.
“Let's go to my room,” Jungwoo suggests, still grinning from ear to ear. He stares right into your eyes as he awaits your response.
“Okay,” you whisper calmly. On the inside your heart and mind are going wild.
*****
Jungwoo moves swiftly through the dorm, checking corners and avoiding any unwanted attention. Not bumping into any of the people in the apartment is like navigating a mine field. No one can know what you're about to do, though you wonder if it would really be so bad if they did.
You follow the man close behind, and when you reach his room and he lets you in he's quick to quietly close the door behind you. You've successfully managed to avoid detection.
Once in a private space, however, neither of you waste any time. Jungwoo is horny and desperate, and you have a new challenge in mind. If you can have sex with Jungwoo – already on your first night – you've checked off two out of eight in a matter of hours. That would certainly mean you're off to a great start.
Jungwoo grabs your body and gently pushes you against the wall beside the door. Then you kiss for the first time, a raw, passionate union of two hot bodies, horny as hell and eager to explore.
“We have to be super quiet,” Jungwoo whispers between sloppy smacks of your lips and tongues. You figure it's because he doesn't know what the others would think about him being with another man, but you don't ask, because you don't want Haechan to find out either.
Haechan is the one who invited you after all, and whose bed you'll be sleeping in tonight and every night for a week. You're there for sex and sightseeing with him, and though you're sure he wouldn't mind it if you made new friends and spent time with the others too, he might be hurt to learn you hooked up with one of his members.
The thought hasn't really crossed your mind before, but now that it does it makes you worried. It's a worry which Jungwoo is quick to expel, when his slender and sexy body squirms in your arms and lust and desire take over.
“Okay,” you say and push Jungwoo away, taking charge of the situation. You wrap your arms around his skinny body and waddle with him in the direction of his bed.
You sit down slowly on it to prevent it from squeaking. Your lips are engaged and your hands are all over each other. It's paramount that the boys outside don't hear what you're up to behind closed doors.
A thought crosses your mind. If this was just about sex, would the man really be so into touch and intimacy. Maybe he wants you for more than just a pocket pussy. The thought is quickly cast aside when the clothes start coming off.
“Top or bottom?” you ask while panting, another attempt to learn more information beyond the literal answer to the question.
“What?” Jungwoo asks while you both rush to take off your shirts. It tells you all you need to know on the subject.
“Do you want to fuck me?” you ask to clarify.
Jungwoo unbuckles his pants. “Yeah,” he says when he pulls them down, and you see his long but slender dick for the first time.
He really is eager, you think. And boy does it turn you on.
You suddenly get out of bed and stand up, equally eager to match Jungwoo's tempo and get the same pleasure out of this as you want him to experience. Time is also of the essence, as Haechan – your actual friend with benefits – won't be gone for long.
You pull your pants down to your ankles but don't bother taking them off. Haechan's lubed-up dick inside your hole is still very fresh on your mind, and you hope it stretching you wide mere hours ago will be enough to make this work. Jungwoo's thin size probably won't be too difficult for you to take anyway.
Still, the least you can do is wet it. Jungwoo is sitting on the edge of the bed, sliding down his own pants and kicking them off his feet. You quickly hunch down in front of him, take a firm grip around his long shaft, and plant your lips on its head.
You push your face down and the dick slides deep into your mouth. You lick and suck it, lubing it up with saliva while Jungwoo leans back and relaxes on his elbows.
He moans. “Mm, fuck,” he whispers, trying to hold his breath and keep quiet. It doesn't matter if this is his first blowjob or not, all that matters is that you can sense and see the immense pleasure you're giving him.
Your hands wander up his slim figure. You touch his flat stomach and chest and gently caress him while you suck and flick your tongue.
When you're satisfied that you can take the dick you stand back up, and much to Jungwoo's disappointment the shaft slips down your tongue and falls out. You climb back onto the bed and go down on all four, then point your ass in Jungwoo's direction.
You wonder if he knows what to do or if you need to teach him, the way you once taught Jisung. But he immediately gets the hint and springs to action.
Gay or not, he sees a hole and knows the drill. He waddles toward you on his knees, and you quickly feel his dick as it begins to poke around between your cheeks.
Again he wastes no time. He finds the entrance and pushes the head in slowly. It expands your rim and it doesn't hurt at all. In fact it feels small, but only in terms of girth. When Jungwoo begins to thrust, and the dick slides a little deeper in each time, you're genuinely surprised by just how deep it can go.
It eventually hits a wall, and you let out an audible gasp and groan.
“Shhhh,” Jungwoo whispers and giggles behind you.
“Sorry,” you say and work hard to keep both your laughter and sounds of pain and pleasure in.
A door outside suddenly slams shut. “Drinks are here!” Haechan's cheerful voice announces.
Fuck! You've barely gotten started. You always knew you'd have mere minutes, but you better hurry if you want to finish.
Jungwoo seems to be thinking the same thing. You feel him scoot his knees closer and grip your hip harder with his big hands. And as you spread your legs a little wider the hole tightens around the stiff shaft.
He jams his crotch against your cheeks, quickly finds a slow but steady rhythm, and it's not long at all before you hear him panting softly behind you.
You rest your head on a pillow. His dick inside you feels great, but this is no longer about your pleasure. It's about the challenge, and about helping Jungwoo with his frustrations. It only counts if he comes, and you need to get there before it's too late.
“Mmph,” you suddenly hear him groan.
The bed makes a noise when he pushes harder inside you, and it causes him to slow his pace again.
“Mm, mm, ahh.”
His groin gently claps against your cheeks. You can sense the imminent change in him as he focuses his mind and eyes on your hot body. He isn't particularly wild or fast, but the constant and repetitive friction against his deprived cock has a strong effect on him.
“We better hurry,” you moan into the sheets. To help, you twist your upper body and look at him, and reach out with your hand to feel his incredibly flat chest and firm stomach.
You wonder where in the apartment Haechan is. Has he noticed your absence yet? Has he asked the others about you? Hopefully they haven't even noticed that you've left the couch, and hopefully they don't have a clue yet either what is going on just a room away from them.
Jungwoo doesn't respond, because he's already on the same wavelength. His mind is fully focused on the sex, and the strong buildup of an orgasm. Everything has happened so quickly.
“Mmph!” he repeats, a short sound produced each time a particularly strong sensation of pleasure shoots through his body.
“Mm! Mm! Mmph! Ahhh!”
You close your eyes and relax, your body straightening out and hand leaving the hot body behind you. You hug the pillow tight as your head rocks back and forth on it.
“Mm, mm, MMM!” Jungwoo moans behind you, his moth closed to try to keep the noise of pleasure down.
Before long he reaches his climax. “Mm, mmph, AHHH!” he exclaims a little too loud, just before he comes inside you.
His grip around your hips hardens. You can tell that he wants to be louder but that he's holding it in. His pelvis clasps against your ass cheeks, but suddenly neither of you worry too much about it. The longer the sex has gone on for, the braver and more confident you feel that the sounds don't carry through the walls.
“Ahh, fuuck!” Jungwoo whispers. You feel his body jolting as he pulls you onto his long dick. “Fuuck!”
He comes inside you with a hefty jerk, and holds his breath to muffle his grunts.
“Ahh yeah,” you exclaim, a little louder than you meant to. “Mm, it feels so good.”
Jungwoo manages a few last thrusts, before you both quickly react. When he starts to pull out you leap forward, and he moans when the dick falls out of your hole.
“Let's get dressed,” you say and jump off the bed. Jungwoo quickly follows, just as eager to keep this from the others as you are eager to keep it from Haechan.
You put your clothes back on quickly and in silence. You sneak a peek at Jungwoo's slim figure and the long, still half hard dick between his legs before he pulls up his pants and underwear. You put your shirt back on just in time, when there's a soft knock on he door and Johnny opens it.
He appears just as Jungwoo closes his pants and you sit down on the edge of the bed.
“Hi,” you say happily, a little too excited considering that you've only spoken a few formalities to the man since you first met mere hours ago.
“Hi,” Johnny says and looks at you sideways, then at Jungwoo from head to toe. “Dinner's ready.”
“Okay,” Jungwoo says. “I was just showing him my room.”
As if there was a need for an explanation. Johnny certainly didn't ask for one. He lingers for a few seconds still with his hand on the door handle, then looks you in the eye and smirks. He winks at you, before he turns around and leaves without saying another word.
“We better join them,” Jungwoo says. He doesn't seem to have noticed Johnny’s curious and playful looks.
“Yeah,” you agree and start walking. When you're within reach, Jungwoo teasefully slaps your ass and you both giggle.
“Stop it,” you whisper, before you compose yourself and head out into the hallway and toward the kitchen, where a gleeful Haechan pulls out a chair for you and you all sit down to eat.
“Where's your shirt?” Yuta asks and glares at the bare chest.
Jungwoo's eyes widen and your heart skips a beat. “Shit!” he exclaims and giggles to hide his embarrassment. “I was just about to change it but I'm so hungry I forgot.”
He pulls his chair out and is about to get up. “Keep it off,” Taeyong suggests and Jungwoo stops in his tracks. Taeyong smiles at his friend while checking out the half naked body, then shares a glance with Yuta. “You look good. He looks good, right?”
“Right,” Yuta confirms. Several of the men around the table laugh, and Jungwoo decides to not get up after all.
*****
The mood throughout the meal is great, everyone talkative and eager to get to know you. Johnny keeps winking at you occasionally when your eyes meet across the table, and Yuta and Taeyong seem to have a little friendly competition going on about who can attract your attention the most. There’s wine and beer, and the more your new friends drink, the more open and flirty they become. You must admit that you’re loving the attention.
“Tomorrow we've got a full day of sightseeing,” Haechan says during the meal. “You and I can go see the city, if you want?”
“Sure,” you say and take a sip from your glass. You're here for a whole week after all, and you're kind of glad that Haechan has some time off to keep you occupied. You haven't really talked about any plans for the week, but you already know that it will involve a lot more than just being a tourist.
Even though you have no clue how much the others know about you, you do know why Haechan invited you in the first place. You'll have sex with him – lots of it – and now that you've crossed that line with Jungwoo maybe you'll sleep with him too.
Not to mention the rest of the hot men around the table. The tingle returns when you look around and think about it.
Not that it really matters though. Even if it turns out they don't need your help and you forget all about the challenge, you know that it will be an unforgettable week. Just being here, living and hanging out with them, is a memorable experience in itself.
NCT 127 can’t date girls. As their gay friend you help them out with their sexual needs.
This is a 100% gay smut story. Check out this post for my straight smut and this post for more gay smut.
Want more stories like this one? Also read the NCT Dream Dating Ban series which takes place before the 127 series.
Pairing: NCT Haechan x Male Reader
Story: Haechan begs you to come for a visit and have sex with him again.
Type of Sex: MEDIUM
Word Count: 2.2k
It's been six months since you last had sex with Haechan. There have been times when you've rolled your eyes and regretted that you gave him your number. Not really though, because at the end of the day you find his pushy eagerness quite adorable.
He's been on you about coming to see him and meet his friends from 127, though he usually only texts you when he's horny, which to be fair is often. Flirty messages, pleads for you to come in every sense of the word, and desperate attempts to have sex again. It can't be easy when you're famous and can't go on dating apps like regular people. You’ve learned better than most.
At times you've played along with his games, when you've been horny too. You've been sexting, and your phone is full of pictures of Haechan's naked body, video snippets of his dick, and endless chats about how good it felt when he last fucked your ass.
Most of the explosive content was unsolicited, but not all. And you've sent him stuff too. He's told you all about the dating ban the company has imposed on the boys and his sexual frustrations are obvious.
Then one day you decided to just to it, to come and help him out like he begged you to. It was a spontaneous decision. Now you're riding the elevator up to the NCT 127 dorm, excited about the reunion but also nervous about meeting his friends.
You can't wait to see what the week with them might have in store for you. It’s sure to be a great one.
Haechan is happy and giddy when he opens the door. He's been waiting for you, purposefully stayed home to greet you. He welcomes you back and gives you a long hug and invites you in.
You quickly learn that he's alone and that actually comes as a relief. You're tired from the trip and you'll be introduced to his friends in good time.
“They're at work,” he explains. “But us dreamies have a break after our last promotion. Mark is with his family, he'll be back before you leave though.”
You chit-chat in the living room of the vast apartment. The 127 boys each have their own room. There are two bathrooms, a kitchen and a communal area with a fancy couch and big screen TV.
There's nothing sexual at all between you during this first half hour in his second home. Just two friends hanging out and catching up. But you won't even make it an hour before sex is on the table.
“Come on, I'll show you where we'll fuck,” Haechan says and gets up from an armchair next to the couch. ”Sleep, I mean sleep! My bed. I'll show you my bedroom.”
He suddenly seems nervous and concerned but is able to laugh about it. You're amused by how silly the man is acting around you which helps him feel relaxed. You might not know him that well, but you have sucked his dick after all.
The bedroom is small but has a desk, a window, a queen sized bed in the corner, and a spacious closet. “It's not much,” Haechan says and sits down on the bed. “But it's more than I need as long as I’m single. I hope you don't mind sharing.”
You leave your suitcase along the wall by the door, then go to sit beside your friend.
“Not at all,” you say cheerfully and throw yourself backwards on the mattress. No more words are needed. “So… This is where we'll fuck huh?”
Haechan turns to look at you. You smirk, only teasing him. But the atmosphere between you suddenly shifts.
You smile affectionately at each other. He leans down over you and you kiss. It's been clear from the start why you're here. Six months later and it's like no time has passed at all.
Vivid memories suddenly return in your head. Images of sex, lust, dicks and orgies. You wonder why you haven't returned to your famous friends sooner.
The kiss turns into a make-out session. Things escalate quickly. There's plenty of evidence on your phone that Haechan has been longing for this moment for a long time. Now that you're here he simply can't keep his hands off your body nor you off his.
He slides inside your shirt and rolls into your arms. Your lips make a low smacking sound as they touch, and the make-out session intensifies when he squeezes your side and begins to grind his body against yours. As the kissing becomes more passionate the sounds grow louder and he begins to moan.
He's horny as hell, incredibly hard for you. You can feel the shaft though his sweatpants. When your hand glides inside his shirt too, he quickly sits up to take it off, only to come crashing down on you again like he hasn't seen another human being for months.
He lands on top of your body and you spread your legs for him, while feeling his bare back and spine all the way down to the seams of his pants. He grinds on top of you, squirming and rubbing his soft skin against yours. All without either of you saying a word.
His hand wanders up your side and to your armpit, and your shirt goes up along with it. As your bodies touch and the weight of the man is pressing down on your crotch, you get so intensely horny that pre-cum is already making you wet.
“Mm, fuck,” you exclaim when a strong sensation runs through your body. You can feel Haechan's grin when his lips press against yours.
His grinding motions grow larger. “Mm, mm,” he moans softly.
Your hand glides over his ass, then slips inside his pants and underwear in one go. You squeeze the soft cheeks lurking underneath them, and when you realize you're about to get naked together already, you think to yourself, this is why I came.
When your shirt is up to your neck you raise your upper body, prompting Haechan to briefly take the weight off you and give you some space. You take the shirt off, and before you know it he's sitting between your legs, tugging at your pants to make them go down.
You glance at his stomach and the v-line clearly visible above his low-hanging sweats and briefs. You raise your ass, helping the man to yank your clothes off completely.
Your dick is freed and Haechan's smirk goes away. He opens his mouth and his eyes become full of desire. He pulls his own pants down, and soon you have the same look on your face when his long cock waves in the air above you.
“The dating ban is killing me,” he says, his voice drenched in sexual desire.
“Really?” you pant and raise your eyebrows. You pull him closer, equally eager to help him deal with his frustrations, and smile. “I couldn’t tell.”
It takes a few moments of passionate shuffling around for the both of you to get fully nude. You suddenly wonder when the others will return, and realize that you've left the bedroom door wide open.
Who cares? It doesn't matter. You're home alone, horny as hell, naked in Haechan's bed. There's only one thing that's really on your mind, and if Haechan isn't worried then neither are you.
You're so ready to feel his beautiful dick inside you again. Haechan's long wait is finally over.
*****
Haechan has been pounding you for a while in various positions when he eventually reaches his peak and goes over the edge. You're on your back with your knees folded around him and legs spread, while he's gliding in your arms and hammering his pelvis lustfully against your thighs and ass.
You stroke and squeeze his back and upper arms. His hands glide up and down your sides. The bed shakes, the mattress squeaks, and he's moaning and groaning while his dick goes in and out of your hole.
“Ahh, fuuuck!” he shouts.
“Yeah, yeah, fuck my ass,” you moan.
“Ahh, ahh, FUUUCK!”
He grinds his teeth and shuts his eyes hard when he comes. “Uuhhrgh,” he gurgles from his throat, and you can feel his dick pulsating as the load is unleashed inside you. “Mm, mmhpfh, fuuuck!”
His hand is holding on to your leg so hard it almost hurts. But the release is quick and effective, and he relaxes his muscles before he's even finished emptying himself.
His hard thrusts gradually decline in strength and size. He opens his eyes and you lovingly look at each other. He bursts out in a huge but temporary grin, before he jolts and thrusts hard and deep inside you a few last times: “Humpfh! Ahh! Ahhhh!”
He starts to breathe deeply, heaving over you while he recovers from the powerful orgasm and long overdue physical connection. “Ahhhh, ahhhh, yeaaahh.”
You start to relax too, your knees unfolding and legs slipping down the sides of Haechan's hot body. “Feel better?” you ask and the smirk returns.
“Much,” Haechan says and smiles wide. “Thank you.”
The sex is hardly over when your intimate moment is suddenly interrupted. “Holy fuck!” a voice says somewhere behind your friend. He panics, abruptly pulls away from and out of you, and rolls off your body and onto his side.
You look in the direction of the door, which until now has been hidden from view behind Haechan's towering shoulders. You immediately recognize the stunned faces staring right back at you.
Johnny and Jungwoo are standing in the doorway, mouths wide open and eyebrows raised high on their long faces.
“Daaamn,” Jungwoo says, echoing the sentiments of Johnny's initial reaction.
Haechan grabs a pillow and puts it over his still hard cock. “What the fuck guys?” he bellows.
For a few seconds that feel like an eternity no one says a word. You hide your face behind Haechan, but he's far from enough to cover your naked body.
“What- what's this?” Jungwoo asks.
“That was so hot,” Johnny says before Haechan can respond.
Haechan answers with another question: “When did you get back?”
Johnny stares at him, and a faint smile appears on his lips. “We never left,” he says while studying your exposed torso.
This is not how you imagined meeting Haechan's friends for the first time. But what's done is done and there's nothing you can do about it now. And as the shock settles, both Haechan and the two men in the door seem surprisingly casual about the whole thing.
There's nothing else to do than to shake it off and act like everything is fine. But to you, who don't know the guys at all but also feel like you know everything about them, it's still a nerve wrecking experience.
Haechan sits up straight but doesn't remove the pillow. You scoot higher up behind him, using his body for protection. Johnny and Jungwoo's postures change, and they appear more casual as they both take a step closer.
“So?” Johnny asks. ”Who's this?”
He's actually asked that question once before, six months ago, but you're not surprised he doesn't remember. You just passed each other in the street and he had no time to stop for a chat.
“Ehm, this is my friend I told you about. He'll be staying for a week.”
“Yeah, we figured,” Jungwoo says and smiles wide. He approaches the bed with determination and extends an arm and hand. “Hi.”
You slowly sit up, peaking out from your hiding place, but cross your legs and pull some sheets over your lower half.
“Hi,” you say and take the hand. “Sorry, it might have cum on it.”
It doesn’t and you don’t know why you said it. Jungwoo doesn’t seem to mind.
“Nice to meet you,” Johnny says politely, as if this is just like any friendly and formal first introduction.
“You too,” you say and look him in the eye while smiling wide to put up a facade.
“We should leave them to it,” Jungwoo suggests when he lets go of you, then gently pushes his friend on the shoulder. The show is over anyway and you’ll have to wait to come another time. Haechan will certainly return the favor tonight.
“Listen, guys,” he says when the two men begin to walk away. “Please don't tell the others about this.”
“Okay,” Jungwoo agrees. ”Don't worry, we won't.”
Johnny nods and smirks but makes no verbal promises. Haechan – and you – will just have to trust them.
They leave and close the door behind them. When they're gone you look at Haechan with a straight face, wondering what he's thinking and feeling in this moment, and whether you should be laughing or crying about having been caught.
“Why not?” you ask.
“I haven't told them how we met,” Haechan admits.
There's a moment of silence between you. Then you both burst out laughing. Yeah, it's going to be a fun week for sure.
🎀 beomgyu giving you a kiss after you swallowed his cum, tasting himself on your tongue. . .let's just say it ended in a hot, wet, and sloppy make out session.
