All in the Name of Health
Title: All in the Name of Health
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-shot
Genre: Smut
Summary: Junsu is forced to admit that he is rather sexually frustrated and Yoochun takes it upon himself to help the younger out.
A/N: You can read this fic in Russian here - translated by lamerk
“Junsu, seriously, what the hell’s wrong with you?”
Yoochun regarded the man next to him, watching as the younger wrung his hands and shifted from foot to foot. Junsu had been irritable all day and Yoochun was finally fed up of his fidgeting.
“Nothing’s wrong with me.” Junsu scowled.
“Oh? Then stand still, would you? We’re starting filming in 5 minutes and you need to calm down.”
“I can’t calm down, okay? I haven’t… I need to… I… Ugh!”
Yoochun’s lips twitched up into a smirk, amused at his younger band-mate’s lack of eloquence. Junsu was obviously worked up over something, and he was determined to find out what before they went on set.
“Deep breaths, Su. Just tell me what’s bothering you, and maybe I can help.”
Junsu gaped, an expression of horror on his face. “Help!? Y-you can’t help!”
Raising an eyebrow, Yoochun asked, “Why not? If something’s bothering you this much, then…”
“Yeah, but it’s…” Junsu made a sound of annoyance and sighed. “Look, can we just not talk about it?”
“No.”
“Bu-”
“Junsu, something is wrong, and you are going to tell me what, understand?”
The smaller man glanced around, eyeing the people still bustling about warily. He knew that Yoochun wouldn’t give up until he got an answer, but Junsu wasn’t prepared to reveal his problem with so many people able to hear. He beckoned a curious Yoochun over to a corner of the dressing room, deeming it about as private as he could get.
“Okay… Look… I…” He looked down at his hands, struggling to get the words out.
“Su, whatever it is, you know you can tell me, right?”
“Yeah, I know… It’s just… It’s embarrassing!” He whisper-whined, cheeks flushing.
“What, are you horny or something?” Yoochun joked, but he was alarmed at Junsu’s silence and downcast eyes. “Wait, you serious? You’re acting like this because you’re horny?”
Junsu quickly shushed Yoochun, waving his hand at him and glancing around frantically.
“Yes, okay? I’m horny. But… But you don’t understand!”
Yoochun smirked. “Enlighten me, then.”
Junsu seemed uncomfortable, but started talking anyway. “So, um, I heard this thing where… Where if you… You know…” Yoochun looked at him blankly. Junsu huffed, annoyed that his friend just had to make this harder for him. “That if you orgasm, then it’s good for you.”
Yoochun almost burst out laughing, but the glare that Junsu sent him quickly killed the urge.
“Okay, so, you think that coming is good for your health, yes?” Junsu nodded. “Su, I’m pretty sure you won’t die if you don’t do it right now,” Yoochun said, patting Junsu on the shoulder, consolingly.
“Yeah, but…” Junsu looked distressed, and Yoochun knew that there was more to it.
“But what?”
“But…” Junsu sighed, resigned to his fate. “But I got into the habit of doing it at least once a day. I’d usually do it about 15 or 16 times a week.” Not noticing Yoochun’s gob-smacked expression after his revelation, Junsu continued. “But we’ve been really busy these last few days and I’ve not had a chance to do anything - I’ve even been too tired to do it when we got home. I was hoping that maybe I’d have a wet dream to relieve the tension or something, but no! Just erotic dreams, with no climax! And now this is the fourth day that I’ve not come and it’s driving me crazy Chunnie! I need release! I’ve never been so horny…”
The younger man whimpered, pouting and looking far more innocent than he apparently was.
“Right… Okay…” Yoochun nodded, eyes wide.
Before he could say anything else, they were called to the set to start filming a variety show that all of the members would be starring in.
Watching Junsu’s eyebrows twitch in irritation as he bit his lip, a wicked thought came to Yoochun. It’d probably piss Junsu off quite considerably, but he was sure that the final outcome would be worth it. He smirked to himself, following the smaller man.
★ ★ ★
The variety show was torture for Junsu, and Yoochun seemed to be playing the part of dungeon master.
The older man kept him in an almost constant state of arousal; brushing against him, coping a feel when no one else was looking, constantly saying double entendres which had everybody else giggling at how cheesy Yoochun was whilst Junsu could do nothing but squirm where he stood. His hands were almost permanently in front of his crotch, only moving when absolutely necessary.
He couldn’t believe that Yoochun was doing this to him after he’d confided in the other about his problem. Junsu didn’t even like guys, but after four days of no sexual pleasure he was even getting excited at his friend’s hand caressing his behind. He was so ashamed.
He was angrier with Yoochun, though. How dare he do this to him!? When the filming was over he was going to give the other a piece of his mind…
★ ★ ★
“Okay guys, that’s it! Thanks for all your hard work!”
The members of Dong Bang Shin Ki bowed to the staff and to the other people who had participated in the show, also expressing their gratitude, before they quickly made their way to their dressing room. They got changed as swiftly as possible, Junsu shooting Death Glares at Yoochun the whole time, whilst the elder merely grinned smugly to himself. If the others noticed anything amiss, no one mentioned it.
Junsu was silent on the ride back, gaze fixed determinedly out of the window and lips pressed into a thin line. The attempts to engage him in conversation were met with harsh, clipped responses, so the others soon left him to ‘sulk’ (Changmin received a scathing look from Junsu at that remark).
As soon as they got inside the apartment, Junsu took hold of Yoochun’s wrist and began striding towards his room.
“Yoochun, a word, please.”
The others watched curiously as Yoochun happily followed Junsu, mouthing, “Don’t wait up,” to Jaejoong as they passed.
Yoochun shut the door behind the two as they entered the dim room and Junsu spun around to face him.
“What the hell was that!?” He immediately exploded.
“What was what?” Yoochun asked innocently.
“Oh, don’t give me that.” Junsu shot a disgusted look at him. “You know exactly what! You! Teasing me throughout the whole filming! Was that amusing to you? Did you enjoy seeing me squirm? I mean seriously, Yoochun, what the he-”
His sentence was abruptly cut off as Yoochun moved forwards, gripping the back of Junsu’s head and pressing their lips together. The younger made a startled sound and tried to get away, batting at Yoochun’s chest.
“Wh- Mm!”
Once again Yoochun brought their mouths together, ignoring Junsu’s struggles. The smaller tried to push Yoochun off again, succeeding for only a moment. Yoochun quickly sealed their lips for a third time and grasped Junsu’s crotch through his jeans. As he slowly ran his thumb over the area, Junsu’s protests started to die down, the incensed mumbling becoming whimpers of pleasure.
When Yoochun finally pulled away, he was met with a flushed, dazed Junsu, whose cock was harder than Yoochun thought possible - he obviously hadn’t been lying about how horny he was…
“Ch-Chunnie… What…?”
“I told you I’d help if I could,” Yoochun murmured, voice deep and laden with sex.
It sent a shiver through Junsu.
“But… We’re guys…”
“I know.” Yoochun squeezed Junsu through his jeans, making his cock jump in response. “Doesn’t mean I can’t help you… And, since this all started because of your health, I know something that’s even better for you…”
Yoochun began to lean towards Junsu but was stopped by the younger man’s next words.
“You’re not going to say ‘sex’, are you? Because I know that’s meant to be good for you - burning calories and all - but I’m not having sex with you.”
Chuckling, Yoochun whispered seductively in Junsu’s ear, “No, Su, that wasn’t what I was going to suggest…” He waited a moment, letting Junsu’s curiosity build as he continued to massage the younger’s erection. “I know a great way to reduce the risk of a very common cancer…”
“O-oh?”
“Mm hmm… A prostate massage…”
“What!?” Junsu jumped back, eyes wide. He was still red though, breathing harshly from the stimulation Yoochun had been providing.
“A prostate massage. It’s excellent for your health and it could make you come, so you’d be taking care of that, as well. Let me try it, Su. Let me help you…”
“I-I don’t think so…”
Yoochun stepped closer to the other, making Junsu take a step back.
“It’d relieve all that tension…” He took another step towards the younger, who once again moved backwards. “It’d make you come so hard…” The advancement and retreat continued. “Think about it, Junsu.”
Suddenly Junsu’s legs hit the bed and he sat down heavily, a pleading expression on his face. He wasn’t exactly sure what it was that he pleading for, but he was hoping that Yoochun would make that decision for him.
He did, leaning over the younger, one knee beside him on the bed, a hand threading through his hair, and lips slowly drawing nearer. Yoochun paused a hair’s breadth away, eyes locked with Junsu’s. He saw no resistance, only desire for release. Quickly he closed the gap, lips tingling at the sensation.
Junsu gasped, lust building. Yoochun slipped his tongue into the other’s mouth and felt Junsu groan as he began to kiss back. The temperature in the room seemed to increase, both boys getting hotter the longer their tongues played.
Yoochun started to push gently against Junsu, laying the boy back on the bed and settling himself over him. Their bodies pressed together, no space between them, legs entwined.
Junsu writhed, inexplicably turned on by the sensation of having Yoochun on top of him. He lifted his hips, delighting in the feeling of his hard arousal rubbing against Yoochun’s own. The elder groaned, pushing down harshly and amplifying the feeling.
Pulling his mouth away just enough to talk, Yoochun whispered, “Will you let me help you then, Su? You’re so hard,” he rocked his hips against the solid length for emphasis. “Let me take care of it…”
Junsu could only nod, hands clutching the material at Yoochun’s hips.
The taller man smiled to himself, pleased. He gave Junsu one last kiss before sitting back, removing all contact between them. His smile grew at Junsu’s resulting whimper. Yoochun made quick work of Junsu’s jeans and underwear, knowing that neither of them would care for him to take it slow.
Junsu bit his lip, embarrassed at suddenly being so exposed in front of his friend. Yoochun seemed quite happy with what he saw though, and when Junsu opened his legs a little wider the older man moaned.
“Su, do you have any lube?” Yoochun asked, eyes not leaving the junction of Junsu’s legs.
The younger nodded, twisting to retrieve it from his drawer and blushingly handing it to Yoochun. He lay back, eyes closed, determined to just enjoy his impending release and not worry about who was causing it.
The sound of the cap opening was loud in the room, the only other sound being the harsh breathing of the two men. Yoochun quickly covered his fingers and left the lube within reach - he had a feeling that he’d be needing it again soon.
He slid his hand up Junsu’s leg, pushing it outwards slightly, silently asking the other man to spread himself wider. Yoochun knelt on the bed, right hand dipping down.
Junsu gasped at the first feel of a wet finger on his hole, tensing involuntarily. He couldn’t believe that he was about to let Yoochun do this… But, well, he had heard of the prostate and the pleasure that it could bring, and if it would sate his lust sometime soon then it was worth a try. (The supposed health benefits had currently slipped his mind; release was all that he could focus on).
“Relax, Su…” Yoochun gently teased his finger around the opening, barely applying any pressure.
“Don’t fucking tell me to relax. I’m still pissed about earlier, you know. Now either help me, or -” His sentence ended in a loud groan, throwing his head back as Yoochun pushed his finger in harshly.
Junsu didn’t have time to get used to the feeling as Yoochun rapidly added another finger, pumping them in and out, twisting them, and touching something inside of Junsu that had the smaller boy crying out, writhing on the bed. He gripped the sheets, bunching them up, and his legs opened to allow Yoochun more access.
“Does this feel good, Junsu?” Yoochun’s voice was deeper than Junsu had ever heard it; it made something inside of him quiver. “Are you enjoying having me finger you? That’s what I’m doing, you know - fingering you. But don’t worry, I’ll still massage your prostate like I said I would.”
Yoochun’s fingers rubbed over that one area again and Junsu cried out, clamping down on the digits inside of him.
“You’re so tight, Su. I can feel you clenching around me. It’s so hot… You’re so hot. I bet you’d be even hotter if I did this…” Another finger was pushed inside, making Junsu shiver in pleasure. “Yep, so fucking sexy… I knew you would be. I always wondered what you’d look like, fucking yourself on my fingers… My imagination didn’t do it justice. But now I want to see you come, Junsu. I want to feel your ass squeezing me, I want to watch your cock pulse, I want to see you covered in your own release. Come for me, Junsu.”
Junsu felt like he was burning up, Yoochun’s words getting under his skin and setting him on fire. The way that Yoochun was plunging into him with his fingers was like nothing that he’d ever felt before, and not something that he’d ever thought he would like. However, he found himself pushing back down to meet the thrusts, every brush over that one place making his whole body twitch.
Whining, Junsu shifted about, desperate for release but not quite there. Seeing this, Yoochun started pushing his fingers in harder and faster, slamming into Junsu’s small hole. His thumb rubbed at the stretch of skin between Junsu’s entrance and balls, pressing firmly, whilst his little finger teased against the ring of muscle.
“Junsu. Come.”
The sound of Yoochun’s voice commanding him coupled with the stretch of a fourth finger being forced inside of him had Junsu quivering, climax suddenly upon him. His body shook, hole clenching erratically around Yoochun’s fingers, hips lifting up higher and making Yoochun press firmly against his prostate. Junsu called out loudly, eyes squeezed shut, as his cock jerked against his stomach, streams of come dirtying his t-shirt. His cock continued to pump come all over him, the results of four days of abstinence clearly visible.
Yoochun watched it all, transfixed. His own cock was straining against his underwear, a considerable wet-spot forming at the tip. He knew that Junsu was sexy, but…
The smaller man whimpered as Yoochun slowly withdrew his fingers, entrance still twitching. He panted harshly, struggling to regain his breath. He couldn’t believe that he’d come without touching his cock once. His body felt heavy, having finally released the pent-up tension, and Junsu’s legs trembled as he slowly lowered them back to the bed. He gulped in air, head tilting back.
“Tha-thank you…” He managed to get out. When he didn’t hear anything, he opened his eyes to regard Yoochun. The older was looking at him oddly, an unfamiliar emotion in his eyes. “Chunnie?”
Yoochun’s gaze snapped up to meet Junsu’s, startled. He didn’t linger for long though, eyes drifting back down Junsu’s body, taking in every detail.
Junsu looked down at himself and noticed the state of his shirt. He groaned in annoyance. Quickly he stripped it off and threw it to a far corner of his room. Realising that he was now completely naked in front the friend who had just had his fingers up his ass, Junsu curled in on himself slightly. Now that his pressing lust had been slaked for the moment, he felt a little self-conscious.
“Don’t.”
Yoochun surprised Junsu with his sudden speech and he turned to look at the other questioningly.
“Don’t cover yourself… I want to see you…”
Yoochun crawled up onto the bed, peeling his t-shirt off. His eyes never left Junsu’s naked form, even as his hands dropped down to undo his jeans. As Junsu shuffled back until he hit the headboard, Yoochun advanced forward. He pulled his clothes off, dropping them off the side of the bed onto the floor.
Junsu’s eyes were drawn to the prominent erection between Yoochun’s legs, breath hitching at the sight. That was… for him. Yoochun was hard because of him. Swallowing hard, Junsu looked up to lock gazes with the elder.
“Su… Can I…”
Junsu nodded, neither knowing nor caring what he was agreeing to. He lay down, legs opening to accommodate Yoochun. His heart felt like it would beat out of his chest, nervousness tinged with excitement thrumming through him.
Yoochun positioned himself on top of the smaller man, reminiscent of their earlier situation, but now there was no clothes barrier - they could feel the warm skin of the other, pressed together intimately.
“Chunnie,” Junsu whimpered as Yoochun’s hard member pressed against his own soft one.
“It’s okay, Su. I’ll get you hard again…” He leant down, capturing Junsu’s mouth, tongue slipping in immediately.
Junsu moaned, arching up, bodies rubbing together.
Sure enough, Junsu was soon hard again, one release not nearly enough to make up for what he had missed. As their erections slid together, Junsu started wondering what it would be like to have Yoochun’s cock where his fingers had been only minutes before. He shouldn’t want it, he knew, but Yoochun felt so good against him and Junsu was willing to bet that he’d feel even better inside.
“Y-Yoochun… I want… you…”
“Want me to what?”
“No, I…” The younger took a deep breath, steeling himself. “I want you… Inside…”
Yoochun groaned, understanding what Junsu was asking. He attacked the younger’s mouth more vigorously, biting at his lips and pushing his tongue deep.
Junsu raised his head to meet him, kissing back just as passionately. His hands clawed at Yoochun’s shoulders, legs lifting to wrap around the other.
Yoochun fumbled for the lube, thankful that he’d left it close at hand. He hurriedly slathered his cock and then gripped Junsu’s member with his still-slick hand. The younger cried out at the feeling.
“Junsu.” Yoochun held himself against Junsu’s entrance, ready to push in but needing assurance. “Are you certain you want this?”
Junsu nodded frantically, pulling Yoochun’s mouth back to his. The kiss broke as Yoochun pushed in, both men gasping.
“Fuck, Chunnie…” Junsu squeezed the other tight, trapping him against his body. He was right - having Yoochun inside of him felt amazing. “Move…”
Cautiously, Yoochun began to shift his hips, not wanting to hurt the other. It was hard to hold back though, as Junsu’s channel was slick and hot and drawing Yoochun further in.
“Is this okay?” Yoochun asked quietly.
“No,” Junsu whined. “Fuck me, Chunnie… Hard and fast and rough. I-I want it…”
Yoochun’s eyes fluttered shut, Junsu’s request making his cock twitch. He took a moment to gather himself before completely changing his demeanour. Gripping Junsu’s thighs in both hands, Yoochun pushed them back, practically pinning them against the smaller man’s shoulders. He delighted in Junsu’s squeal of surprise and grinned down at the man beneath him.
Yoochun started a brutal pace, slamming into Junsu with all he had, feeling the bed shake with every movement. His eyes roamed the younger’s body, watching his cock disappear into the well-stretched entrance, seeing Junsu’s cock jump against his stomach, taking in the blissful expression on the other’s face. Altering the angle of his thrusts slightly, Yoochun soon had Junsu screaming his name, begging and pleading for more.
The smaller man took hold of his own cock, jerking it harshly. The sharp, pleasurable sensations combined with the rapid thrusting inside of his ass brought Junsu to the edge quicker than he would have liked, and quicker than he would have expected, given how short a time it had been since his last orgasm.
“Ch-Chunnie, I… I’m close…”
“Already?” Smirked Yoochun. “We’re going to have to teach you some stamina, Su…”
“Nn, no, please… Please let me come.” Junsu panted, hand still flying over his cock. He writhed on the bed, the pleasure overwhelming him.
Yoochun grunted, hands gripping tighter to Junsu’s sweat-slicked skin. The younger boy was all but glistening in the dim light, and Yoochun wanted to add to the effect.
“Okay, Su… I’ll let you come… I want you to think about how deep my hard cock is buried inside your ass, how much you’re loving it, how I’m going to fill you with my come, how I’ll clean it up with my tongue, how your hand feels wrapped around yourself, how you’re going to come all over yourself again and how I’ll clean that up, too… Come for me, Junsu.”
Junsu let out a high-pitched moan, body convulsing. His hand tightened around himself and he shuddered, jets of come covering his body, all the way up to his open mouth. His tongue peeked out to lick at some and that set Yoochun off.
He hadn’t been close to coming until Junsu’s ass had clamped down around him, sending ripples of pleasure throughout his body. And then watching Junsu lick up his own come…
He groaned, pushing as far inside the younger man as he could. His cock jerked inside the still-contracting walls, making Junsu moan at the feeling.
Panting harshly, Yoochun collapsed on top of Junsu, grimacing slightly at the rapidly cooling come that met his chest, but not overly bothered. He turned his head to kiss Junsu’s neck, soft nips to the skin and soothing caresses with his tongue. His kisses travelled up until he met the younger’s mouth.
Junsu was the one to sneak his tongue out this time, slipping it into Yoochun’s mouth and letting the other taste him. They both groaned, lips sealing together.
Finally Junsu pulled away, breathing deeply, in need of air.
“Fuck, Yoochun… That was… Fuck…”
“You’re not done yet, are you?” Yoochun asked as his hands gripped the smaller man’s waist, rubbing his thumbs in circles.
“W-what?” Junsu still wasn’t completely coherent, the heat from their activity clouding his mind.
“Well it seems that you’ve missed out on quite a number of orgasms these last few days,” Yoochun said, grinning into the side of Junsu’s neck. His hips started moving softly, cock still buried inside of Junsu as he continued. “We’ve got a lot of catching up to do…”
Junsu could only moan in response.
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Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-shot
Genre: Smut
Summary: Junsu is forced to admit that he is rather sexually frustrated and Yoochun takes it upon himself to help the younger out.
A/N: You can read this fic in Russian here - translated by lamerk
“Junsu, seriously, what the hell’s wrong with you?”
Yoochun regarded the man next to him, watching as the younger wrung his hands and shifted from foot to foot. Junsu had been irritable all day and Yoochun was finally fed up of his fidgeting.
“Nothing’s wrong with me.” Junsu scowled.
“Oh? Then stand still, would you? We’re starting filming in 5 minutes and you need to calm down.”
“I can’t calm down, okay? I haven’t… I need to… I… Ugh!”
Yoochun’s lips twitched up into a smirk, amused at his younger band-mate’s lack of eloquence. Junsu was obviously worked up over something, and he was determined to find out what before they went on set.
“Deep breaths, Su. Just tell me what’s bothering you, and maybe I can help.”
Junsu gaped, an expression of horror on his face. “Help!? Y-you can’t help!”
Raising an eyebrow, Yoochun asked, “Why not? If something’s bothering you this much, then…”
“Yeah, but it’s…” Junsu made a sound of annoyance and sighed. “Look, can we just not talk about it?”
“No.”
“Bu-”
“Junsu, something is wrong, and you are going to tell me what, understand?”
The smaller man glanced around, eyeing the people still bustling about warily. He knew that Yoochun wouldn’t give up until he got an answer, but Junsu wasn’t prepared to reveal his problem with so many people able to hear. He beckoned a curious Yoochun over to a corner of the dressing room, deeming it about as private as he could get.
“Okay… Look… I…” He looked down at his hands, struggling to get the words out.
“Su, whatever it is, you know you can tell me, right?”
“Yeah, I know… It’s just… It’s embarrassing!” He whisper-whined, cheeks flushing.
“What, are you horny or something?” Yoochun joked, but he was alarmed at Junsu’s silence and downcast eyes. “Wait, you serious? You’re acting like this because you’re horny?”
Junsu quickly shushed Yoochun, waving his hand at him and glancing around frantically.
“Yes, okay? I’m horny. But… But you don’t understand!”
Yoochun smirked. “Enlighten me, then.”
Junsu seemed uncomfortable, but started talking anyway. “So, um, I heard this thing where… Where if you… You know…” Yoochun looked at him blankly. Junsu huffed, annoyed that his friend just had to make this harder for him. “That if you orgasm, then it’s good for you.”
Yoochun almost burst out laughing, but the glare that Junsu sent him quickly killed the urge.
“Okay, so, you think that coming is good for your health, yes?” Junsu nodded. “Su, I’m pretty sure you won’t die if you don’t do it right now,” Yoochun said, patting Junsu on the shoulder, consolingly.
“Yeah, but…” Junsu looked distressed, and Yoochun knew that there was more to it.
“But what?”
“But…” Junsu sighed, resigned to his fate. “But I got into the habit of doing it at least once a day. I’d usually do it about 15 or 16 times a week.” Not noticing Yoochun’s gob-smacked expression after his revelation, Junsu continued. “But we’ve been really busy these last few days and I’ve not had a chance to do anything - I’ve even been too tired to do it when we got home. I was hoping that maybe I’d have a wet dream to relieve the tension or something, but no! Just erotic dreams, with no climax! And now this is the fourth day that I’ve not come and it’s driving me crazy Chunnie! I need release! I’ve never been so horny…”
The younger man whimpered, pouting and looking far more innocent than he apparently was.
“Right… Okay…” Yoochun nodded, eyes wide.
Before he could say anything else, they were called to the set to start filming a variety show that all of the members would be starring in.
Watching Junsu’s eyebrows twitch in irritation as he bit his lip, a wicked thought came to Yoochun. It’d probably piss Junsu off quite considerably, but he was sure that the final outcome would be worth it. He smirked to himself, following the smaller man.
★ ★ ★
The variety show was torture for Junsu, and Yoochun seemed to be playing the part of dungeon master.
The older man kept him in an almost constant state of arousal; brushing against him, coping a feel when no one else was looking, constantly saying double entendres which had everybody else giggling at how cheesy Yoochun was whilst Junsu could do nothing but squirm where he stood. His hands were almost permanently in front of his crotch, only moving when absolutely necessary.
He couldn’t believe that Yoochun was doing this to him after he’d confided in the other about his problem. Junsu didn’t even like guys, but after four days of no sexual pleasure he was even getting excited at his friend’s hand caressing his behind. He was so ashamed.
He was angrier with Yoochun, though. How dare he do this to him!? When the filming was over he was going to give the other a piece of his mind…
★ ★ ★
“Okay guys, that’s it! Thanks for all your hard work!”
The members of Dong Bang Shin Ki bowed to the staff and to the other people who had participated in the show, also expressing their gratitude, before they quickly made their way to their dressing room. They got changed as swiftly as possible, Junsu shooting Death Glares at Yoochun the whole time, whilst the elder merely grinned smugly to himself. If the others noticed anything amiss, no one mentioned it.
Junsu was silent on the ride back, gaze fixed determinedly out of the window and lips pressed into a thin line. The attempts to engage him in conversation were met with harsh, clipped responses, so the others soon left him to ‘sulk’ (Changmin received a scathing look from Junsu at that remark).
As soon as they got inside the apartment, Junsu took hold of Yoochun’s wrist and began striding towards his room.
“Yoochun, a word, please.”
The others watched curiously as Yoochun happily followed Junsu, mouthing, “Don’t wait up,” to Jaejoong as they passed.
Yoochun shut the door behind the two as they entered the dim room and Junsu spun around to face him.
“What the hell was that!?” He immediately exploded.
“What was what?” Yoochun asked innocently.
“Oh, don’t give me that.” Junsu shot a disgusted look at him. “You know exactly what! You! Teasing me throughout the whole filming! Was that amusing to you? Did you enjoy seeing me squirm? I mean seriously, Yoochun, what the he-”
His sentence was abruptly cut off as Yoochun moved forwards, gripping the back of Junsu’s head and pressing their lips together. The younger made a startled sound and tried to get away, batting at Yoochun’s chest.
“Wh- Mm!”
Once again Yoochun brought their mouths together, ignoring Junsu’s struggles. The smaller tried to push Yoochun off again, succeeding for only a moment. Yoochun quickly sealed their lips for a third time and grasped Junsu’s crotch through his jeans. As he slowly ran his thumb over the area, Junsu’s protests started to die down, the incensed mumbling becoming whimpers of pleasure.
When Yoochun finally pulled away, he was met with a flushed, dazed Junsu, whose cock was harder than Yoochun thought possible - he obviously hadn’t been lying about how horny he was…
“Ch-Chunnie… What…?”
“I told you I’d help if I could,” Yoochun murmured, voice deep and laden with sex.
It sent a shiver through Junsu.
“But… We’re guys…”
“I know.” Yoochun squeezed Junsu through his jeans, making his cock jump in response. “Doesn’t mean I can’t help you… And, since this all started because of your health, I know something that’s even better for you…”
Yoochun began to lean towards Junsu but was stopped by the younger man’s next words.
“You’re not going to say ‘sex’, are you? Because I know that’s meant to be good for you - burning calories and all - but I’m not having sex with you.”
Chuckling, Yoochun whispered seductively in Junsu’s ear, “No, Su, that wasn’t what I was going to suggest…” He waited a moment, letting Junsu’s curiosity build as he continued to massage the younger’s erection. “I know a great way to reduce the risk of a very common cancer…”
“O-oh?”
“Mm hmm… A prostate massage…”
“What!?” Junsu jumped back, eyes wide. He was still red though, breathing harshly from the stimulation Yoochun had been providing.
“A prostate massage. It’s excellent for your health and it could make you come, so you’d be taking care of that, as well. Let me try it, Su. Let me help you…”
“I-I don’t think so…”
Yoochun stepped closer to the other, making Junsu take a step back.
“It’d relieve all that tension…” He took another step towards the younger, who once again moved backwards. “It’d make you come so hard…” The advancement and retreat continued. “Think about it, Junsu.”
Suddenly Junsu’s legs hit the bed and he sat down heavily, a pleading expression on his face. He wasn’t exactly sure what it was that he pleading for, but he was hoping that Yoochun would make that decision for him.
He did, leaning over the younger, one knee beside him on the bed, a hand threading through his hair, and lips slowly drawing nearer. Yoochun paused a hair’s breadth away, eyes locked with Junsu’s. He saw no resistance, only desire for release. Quickly he closed the gap, lips tingling at the sensation.
Junsu gasped, lust building. Yoochun slipped his tongue into the other’s mouth and felt Junsu groan as he began to kiss back. The temperature in the room seemed to increase, both boys getting hotter the longer their tongues played.
Yoochun started to push gently against Junsu, laying the boy back on the bed and settling himself over him. Their bodies pressed together, no space between them, legs entwined.
Junsu writhed, inexplicably turned on by the sensation of having Yoochun on top of him. He lifted his hips, delighting in the feeling of his hard arousal rubbing against Yoochun’s own. The elder groaned, pushing down harshly and amplifying the feeling.
Pulling his mouth away just enough to talk, Yoochun whispered, “Will you let me help you then, Su? You’re so hard,” he rocked his hips against the solid length for emphasis. “Let me take care of it…”
Junsu could only nod, hands clutching the material at Yoochun’s hips.
The taller man smiled to himself, pleased. He gave Junsu one last kiss before sitting back, removing all contact between them. His smile grew at Junsu’s resulting whimper. Yoochun made quick work of Junsu’s jeans and underwear, knowing that neither of them would care for him to take it slow.
Junsu bit his lip, embarrassed at suddenly being so exposed in front of his friend. Yoochun seemed quite happy with what he saw though, and when Junsu opened his legs a little wider the older man moaned.
“Su, do you have any lube?” Yoochun asked, eyes not leaving the junction of Junsu’s legs.
The younger nodded, twisting to retrieve it from his drawer and blushingly handing it to Yoochun. He lay back, eyes closed, determined to just enjoy his impending release and not worry about who was causing it.
The sound of the cap opening was loud in the room, the only other sound being the harsh breathing of the two men. Yoochun quickly covered his fingers and left the lube within reach - he had a feeling that he’d be needing it again soon.
He slid his hand up Junsu’s leg, pushing it outwards slightly, silently asking the other man to spread himself wider. Yoochun knelt on the bed, right hand dipping down.
Junsu gasped at the first feel of a wet finger on his hole, tensing involuntarily. He couldn’t believe that he was about to let Yoochun do this… But, well, he had heard of the prostate and the pleasure that it could bring, and if it would sate his lust sometime soon then it was worth a try. (The supposed health benefits had currently slipped his mind; release was all that he could focus on).
“Relax, Su…” Yoochun gently teased his finger around the opening, barely applying any pressure.
“Don’t fucking tell me to relax. I’m still pissed about earlier, you know. Now either help me, or -” His sentence ended in a loud groan, throwing his head back as Yoochun pushed his finger in harshly.
Junsu didn’t have time to get used to the feeling as Yoochun rapidly added another finger, pumping them in and out, twisting them, and touching something inside of Junsu that had the smaller boy crying out, writhing on the bed. He gripped the sheets, bunching them up, and his legs opened to allow Yoochun more access.
“Does this feel good, Junsu?” Yoochun’s voice was deeper than Junsu had ever heard it; it made something inside of him quiver. “Are you enjoying having me finger you? That’s what I’m doing, you know - fingering you. But don’t worry, I’ll still massage your prostate like I said I would.”
Yoochun’s fingers rubbed over that one area again and Junsu cried out, clamping down on the digits inside of him.
“You’re so tight, Su. I can feel you clenching around me. It’s so hot… You’re so hot. I bet you’d be even hotter if I did this…” Another finger was pushed inside, making Junsu shiver in pleasure. “Yep, so fucking sexy… I knew you would be. I always wondered what you’d look like, fucking yourself on my fingers… My imagination didn’t do it justice. But now I want to see you come, Junsu. I want to feel your ass squeezing me, I want to watch your cock pulse, I want to see you covered in your own release. Come for me, Junsu.”
Junsu felt like he was burning up, Yoochun’s words getting under his skin and setting him on fire. The way that Yoochun was plunging into him with his fingers was like nothing that he’d ever felt before, and not something that he’d ever thought he would like. However, he found himself pushing back down to meet the thrusts, every brush over that one place making his whole body twitch.
Whining, Junsu shifted about, desperate for release but not quite there. Seeing this, Yoochun started pushing his fingers in harder and faster, slamming into Junsu’s small hole. His thumb rubbed at the stretch of skin between Junsu’s entrance and balls, pressing firmly, whilst his little finger teased against the ring of muscle.
“Junsu. Come.”
The sound of Yoochun’s voice commanding him coupled with the stretch of a fourth finger being forced inside of him had Junsu quivering, climax suddenly upon him. His body shook, hole clenching erratically around Yoochun’s fingers, hips lifting up higher and making Yoochun press firmly against his prostate. Junsu called out loudly, eyes squeezed shut, as his cock jerked against his stomach, streams of come dirtying his t-shirt. His cock continued to pump come all over him, the results of four days of abstinence clearly visible.
Yoochun watched it all, transfixed. His own cock was straining against his underwear, a considerable wet-spot forming at the tip. He knew that Junsu was sexy, but…
The smaller man whimpered as Yoochun slowly withdrew his fingers, entrance still twitching. He panted harshly, struggling to regain his breath. He couldn’t believe that he’d come without touching his cock once. His body felt heavy, having finally released the pent-up tension, and Junsu’s legs trembled as he slowly lowered them back to the bed. He gulped in air, head tilting back.
“Tha-thank you…” He managed to get out. When he didn’t hear anything, he opened his eyes to regard Yoochun. The older was looking at him oddly, an unfamiliar emotion in his eyes. “Chunnie?”
Yoochun’s gaze snapped up to meet Junsu’s, startled. He didn’t linger for long though, eyes drifting back down Junsu’s body, taking in every detail.
Junsu looked down at himself and noticed the state of his shirt. He groaned in annoyance. Quickly he stripped it off and threw it to a far corner of his room. Realising that he was now completely naked in front the friend who had just had his fingers up his ass, Junsu curled in on himself slightly. Now that his pressing lust had been slaked for the moment, he felt a little self-conscious.
“Don’t.”
Yoochun surprised Junsu with his sudden speech and he turned to look at the other questioningly.
“Don’t cover yourself… I want to see you…”
Yoochun crawled up onto the bed, peeling his t-shirt off. His eyes never left Junsu’s naked form, even as his hands dropped down to undo his jeans. As Junsu shuffled back until he hit the headboard, Yoochun advanced forward. He pulled his clothes off, dropping them off the side of the bed onto the floor.
Junsu’s eyes were drawn to the prominent erection between Yoochun’s legs, breath hitching at the sight. That was… for him. Yoochun was hard because of him. Swallowing hard, Junsu looked up to lock gazes with the elder.
“Su… Can I…”
Junsu nodded, neither knowing nor caring what he was agreeing to. He lay down, legs opening to accommodate Yoochun. His heart felt like it would beat out of his chest, nervousness tinged with excitement thrumming through him.
Yoochun positioned himself on top of the smaller man, reminiscent of their earlier situation, but now there was no clothes barrier - they could feel the warm skin of the other, pressed together intimately.
“Chunnie,” Junsu whimpered as Yoochun’s hard member pressed against his own soft one.
“It’s okay, Su. I’ll get you hard again…” He leant down, capturing Junsu’s mouth, tongue slipping in immediately.
Junsu moaned, arching up, bodies rubbing together.
Sure enough, Junsu was soon hard again, one release not nearly enough to make up for what he had missed. As their erections slid together, Junsu started wondering what it would be like to have Yoochun’s cock where his fingers had been only minutes before. He shouldn’t want it, he knew, but Yoochun felt so good against him and Junsu was willing to bet that he’d feel even better inside.
“Y-Yoochun… I want… you…”
“Want me to what?”
“No, I…” The younger took a deep breath, steeling himself. “I want you… Inside…”
Yoochun groaned, understanding what Junsu was asking. He attacked the younger’s mouth more vigorously, biting at his lips and pushing his tongue deep.
Junsu raised his head to meet him, kissing back just as passionately. His hands clawed at Yoochun’s shoulders, legs lifting to wrap around the other.
Yoochun fumbled for the lube, thankful that he’d left it close at hand. He hurriedly slathered his cock and then gripped Junsu’s member with his still-slick hand. The younger cried out at the feeling.
“Junsu.” Yoochun held himself against Junsu’s entrance, ready to push in but needing assurance. “Are you certain you want this?”
Junsu nodded frantically, pulling Yoochun’s mouth back to his. The kiss broke as Yoochun pushed in, both men gasping.
“Fuck, Chunnie…” Junsu squeezed the other tight, trapping him against his body. He was right - having Yoochun inside of him felt amazing. “Move…”
Cautiously, Yoochun began to shift his hips, not wanting to hurt the other. It was hard to hold back though, as Junsu’s channel was slick and hot and drawing Yoochun further in.
“Is this okay?” Yoochun asked quietly.
“No,” Junsu whined. “Fuck me, Chunnie… Hard and fast and rough. I-I want it…”
Yoochun’s eyes fluttered shut, Junsu’s request making his cock twitch. He took a moment to gather himself before completely changing his demeanour. Gripping Junsu’s thighs in both hands, Yoochun pushed them back, practically pinning them against the smaller man’s shoulders. He delighted in Junsu’s squeal of surprise and grinned down at the man beneath him.
Yoochun started a brutal pace, slamming into Junsu with all he had, feeling the bed shake with every movement. His eyes roamed the younger’s body, watching his cock disappear into the well-stretched entrance, seeing Junsu’s cock jump against his stomach, taking in the blissful expression on the other’s face. Altering the angle of his thrusts slightly, Yoochun soon had Junsu screaming his name, begging and pleading for more.
The smaller man took hold of his own cock, jerking it harshly. The sharp, pleasurable sensations combined with the rapid thrusting inside of his ass brought Junsu to the edge quicker than he would have liked, and quicker than he would have expected, given how short a time it had been since his last orgasm.
“Ch-Chunnie, I… I’m close…”
“Already?” Smirked Yoochun. “We’re going to have to teach you some stamina, Su…”
“Nn, no, please… Please let me come.” Junsu panted, hand still flying over his cock. He writhed on the bed, the pleasure overwhelming him.
Yoochun grunted, hands gripping tighter to Junsu’s sweat-slicked skin. The younger boy was all but glistening in the dim light, and Yoochun wanted to add to the effect.
“Okay, Su… I’ll let you come… I want you to think about how deep my hard cock is buried inside your ass, how much you’re loving it, how I’m going to fill you with my come, how I’ll clean it up with my tongue, how your hand feels wrapped around yourself, how you’re going to come all over yourself again and how I’ll clean that up, too… Come for me, Junsu.”
Junsu let out a high-pitched moan, body convulsing. His hand tightened around himself and he shuddered, jets of come covering his body, all the way up to his open mouth. His tongue peeked out to lick at some and that set Yoochun off.
He hadn’t been close to coming until Junsu’s ass had clamped down around him, sending ripples of pleasure throughout his body. And then watching Junsu lick up his own come…
He groaned, pushing as far inside the younger man as he could. His cock jerked inside the still-contracting walls, making Junsu moan at the feeling.
Panting harshly, Yoochun collapsed on top of Junsu, grimacing slightly at the rapidly cooling come that met his chest, but not overly bothered. He turned his head to kiss Junsu’s neck, soft nips to the skin and soothing caresses with his tongue. His kisses travelled up until he met the younger’s mouth.
Junsu was the one to sneak his tongue out this time, slipping it into Yoochun’s mouth and letting the other taste him. They both groaned, lips sealing together.
Finally Junsu pulled away, breathing deeply, in need of air.
“Fuck, Yoochun… That was… Fuck…”
“You’re not done yet, are you?” Yoochun asked as his hands gripped the smaller man’s waist, rubbing his thumbs in circles.
“W-what?” Junsu still wasn’t completely coherent, the heat from their activity clouding his mind.
“Well it seems that you’ve missed out on quite a number of orgasms these last few days,” Yoochun said, grinning into the side of Junsu’s neck. His hips started moving softly, cock still buried inside of Junsu as he continued. “We’ve got a lot of catching up to do…”
Junsu could only moan in response.
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