Full Contact Betting_part 2
Full Contact Betting
Chapter: 2/3
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Tora x…Minho! (crazy, I know…)
Genre: Utter, shameless PWP, humor
Warnings: male x male, sex, foul language
Summary: How betting with Hiroto always ends up being a full-contact "sport" for all parties involved…
Comment: And here is the delicious porny part...I hate you LJ, sincerely...
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The very instant they entered the darkened apartment, Tora was softly pressed against the nearest wall, a knee sliding between his legs as his mouth was fused to another hot, sensual, surprisingly and beautifully experienced one. Not that he was complaining, he loved kissing, especially when it involved plenty of tongue, sharp nipping teeth, and having his lower lip sucked right into a burning hot mouth. Their first kiss, so slow and passionate and so very satisfying. Too bad they had to break it to make their way to the bedroom.
Minho was all burning eyes and swollen lips, sinfully tempting as Tora lead him through the darkened apartment by the hand, eager to get him out of his clothes and spread out on his white sheets, to see that exquisite young man open and ready for him.
So gorgeous and perfect and such a beauty. Utterly natural, unbelievably pure beauty.
Not that japanese boys weren't naturally pretty, he had four of them in his immediate surroundings almost every day, but there was that athletic, fresh simplicity to the young man that was so unbelievably gorgeous and effortless. Minho was stunning, and even more so when Tora finally got him to his stylish, gothic bedroom, the boy smiling excitedly. The young man marvelled at his carved ebony furniture, but of course mostly at his gorgeous, huge, carved headboard bed, insisting to light the cantles scattered on every surface. Tora definitely had a thing for white beeswax candles, letting huge gatherings of them burn freely on every flat surface of his bedroom, looking utterly gothy and bohemian as they dropped and pooled everywhere. It took a few minutes to light every one, the two of them grinning as they did so, setting the scene for a night of pure, unadulterated pleasure, bathing the room in that hazy, warm glow. The low light threw golden highlights in Minho's hair and eyes, his skin glowing beautifully as he got close to Tora again, beside the bed, reaching for the older man's hips with both hands as he brought their lower bodies together. The raven haired reached for that gorgeous, youthful face, cupping his jaw as he traced the curve of his lower lip with his thumb, hazel eyes filled with desire.
"Fuck…you are so goddamn beautiful right now…"
Minho smirked, leaning in Tora's smooth caress against his jaw, nuzzling his fingers playfully.
"So are you. But I think we'll both look even better together, entangled on that bed…"
The clothes had to come off. Now.
Tora's hands were soft and sensual as he peeled the loose shirt right off Minho's buff chest, delighting in the fact that he was bare underneath, all toned muscle and soft, matte-golden skin that looked so sweet and appetizing Tora could hardly even think straight. He brought that muscular body close to his own, hands sliding up his toned back, leaning over that smooth column of neck as he pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the sensitive skin below his ear. Minho arched against him, arms wrapping around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair, urging him.
"Oh god…more…more…" he begged in his low, accented voice, tugging on Tora's tee.
The guitarist obliged him, teeth closing on the curve of his shoulder, guessing that it really wouldn't be smart to leave a hickey someplace visible, however satisfying it would've been. He paused a few seconds to slip out of his shirt, smirking when Minho groaned with impatience.
"Hmm…you're an eager boy aren't you?" Tora teased as he tossed his tee in a corner, pausing his movements when Minho stopped him with a soft palm pressed to the middle of his chest, studying his defined, lean-muscled torso with a little pleased smile.
"You're the one making me eager…" he purred, fingers trailing down his smooth skin, down the ridges and valleys of his stomach, tracing the smooth black lines of the tattoo spanning his lower belly, from hipbone to hipbone, "I've never had a sexy rockstar like you…"
Minho's soft fingers trailed back up his buff stomach and chest, pausing on his erect, sensitive nipples, once again tracing the fine lines of dark ink above the right one.
"The novelty excites you?" Tora asked, reaching for the closure of the young man's jeans.
"I've always had a thing for tattooed, rockstar bad boys, I just never had the chance to indulge…"
Tora tugged his zipper down with a grin, revealing tight, dark blue briefs. Hmm, sexy.
"Ah, I see, its only a fantasy of yours, so my natural charm has nothing to do with it then?"
Minho had one of those sinful, gloriously carnal smiles, guiding Tora's hand in the opening of his jeans, coaxing him to palm and caress the heated flesh between his legs through his underwear, full of that daring, youthful eagerness. That boy was something indeed.
"Oh no…it has everything to do with it. I wouldn't have dared going that far if I didn't find you impossibly charming. That and the fact that I could tell, just from the look in your gorgeous eyes, that you would fuck me slow, hard and deep, just like I've been craving…"
Tora fairly hissed at the sultry words. Once again, unknown teacher, well played.
"I will make sure you don't end up disappointed then…" the raven-haired purred, capturing Minho's soft mouth in another languid, heated dance of tongues that stole the breath from his lungs, fingers tracing the seam of his boxers as they slipped out of the opening.
They backed up towards the bed, Tora sitting down on the edge as he pulled the young man so that he stood between his knees, wedging his fingers in his waistband as he dragged down the tight jeans. He leaned down a fraction, pressing his mouth to that soft skin underneath his navel as he worked him out of those jeans, slowly kissing his way down his lower belly, Minho's hands in his hair urging him on, fingers clenching when Tora's tongue traced a wet path all the way to the waistband of his boxers. He stepped out of his jeans, groaning when the raven haired mouthed the length of his flesh through the thin fabric.
"Oh…fuck…"
"Do you want me to suck your cock?" he purred, teasingly.
He asked only for the pleasure of seeing the young man flush ten shades of crimson as he lowered his head, eyes heavy lidded, mouth red and kiss swollen as he replied.
"Is that a serious question?"
"Hmm, I'll take that as a yes…"
Tora's fingers hooked in the elastic waistband, dragging the fabric down unbearably slowly, Minho's back arching when his cock finally came free of the tight constraint, looking down at the raven haired with heavy lidded, lambent eyes, full of desire. So goddamn beautiful, Tora could hardly look away from those eyes, even to see what he had just uncovered, forcing his gaze to slide down that face, the length of that buff chest and stomach, all the way to that perfect flesh between his legs. Minho was beautifully endowed, and so very aroused, pre-come pearling at the pink tip, the sight making Tora's mouth drain of all moisture.
"Such a gorgeous cock…gods…"
The young man reached down, wrapping his fingers around himself as he stroked, leisurely, smearing pre-come all over himself with a little satisfied quirk of his mouth.
"You like what you see?" came his lazy, husky response.
Tora looked up to him, amber eyes all aglow with want, the faintest hint of pink of his high cheekbones.
"Oh yes…" he replied, breathy and soft, blindly reaching for the nightstand drawer where he kept all the toys and the lube and other pleasant things, pulling out a condom, "you have the kind of cock that makes me want to lay back and beg to have all my openings filled."
"Oh god…" Minho groaned in response.
He hadn't expected that the fact the he could be the one doing the fucking was a possibility. A very appetizing, arousing possibility. Not that he'd never topped, but to have such an experienced, sexy man bottom for him turned most of his coherent thoughts to mental images of slick skin, of that gorgeous man on hands and knees. His most perverted thoughts were interrupted by Tora's low, throaty chuckle, and those clever hands unrolling the thin latex on his cock, giving him a few hard, delicious strokes.
"Maybe you could top me, later. But right now you're mine, all mine."
And those were the last few coherent words for a few minutes as Tora had grabbed him by the hips, bringing him close, engulfing his cock in the tight heat of his mouth.
Minho didn't like his blowjobs gentle, and neither did Tora, a fortuitous coincidence if there ever was one. There were only a few seconds needed for the raven haired to adapt, happily fighting his gag reflex as his throat welcomed that thick, hard, burning hot flesh, swallowing him down. The young man's fingers tangled in Tora's silky hair as his hips bucked, back and forth steadily, getting most of his length down that willing mouth, marvelling at the tightness and the heat, and the pure skill. Tora's tongue moulded the underside of his cock, sucking hard with each pull, teeth grazing that sensitive skin. And his moaning, good god. Low and deep in his throat with each move, a steady vibration all around Minho's flesh, driving the young man to just thrust faster, and harder, to Tora's delight.
The older man's hands slid down from where they were gripping Minho's hips, reaching back to caress his curved rear, fingers digging in the hard, tensing-twitching muscles. The young man keened in response, and groaned helplessly when Tora's fingers just teasingly caressed down the cleft, barely any pressure, just enough to drive him up the wall with desire. Heat blazed in the pit of a stomach in a threatening surge, ready to spill over at the slightest prompting, Tora's mouth moving on him relentlessly. Minho looked down, blessing and mistake at once, because to see the length of him disappearing into that hot, lush, friction-reddened mouth was utterly gorgeous, yet destroyed every bit of self control he still may have had. But he was truly undone when Tora looked up to him, eyes like amber gems in the hazy candlelight, filled with such incandescent lust…
It was too much for the young man to handle as his head fell back, muscles jumping in his thighs as he came in a white-hot rush of intense pleasure, fingers clenching in Tora's hair, hips bucking and jerking. And the raven haired took it all, the thrusting and the hair pulling, welcoming the erratic surges of that thick cock in his mouth. He took a deep, heaving breath when the young man pulled out smoothly, saliva oozing down his chin. He barely registered what was happening when he was pushed down on the bed, a heated mouth on his own, eagerly drowning in Minho's hungry kiss. Their tongues tangled long and deep, the young man's hands roaming his chest, pinning his wrists above his head in a dominant gesture that had Tora's cock throbbing in his jeans.
That boy had quite a bit of potential indeed.
He was about to reverse their positions by pulling Minho on the bed beside him, when his most annoying ringtone started, loud and clear, the phone vibrating on the dresser. Tora sighed as he broke the kiss, exchanging a heated look with his young lover before getting up to find the offending piece of technology, smirking when Minho just laid back against the pillows. Gloriously naked, sprawled like a young god against the white sheets, that smug little grin on his full mouth as he pulled the condom off his cock, giving it a few strokes. It was quite a sight to behold.
Tora picked up the phone and groaned. Hiroto, of course. What a cockblock.
"This better be important, baby." he crooned in the receiver, in his very own passive aggressive way.
"Well I was worried you know, leaving with your prey without even a goodbye."
"Sure." Tora replied, with a massive eyeroll that made Minho smirk, "Well yes, I went home, with delicious company…"
He winked at Minho, and the young man winked back, stroking his hardening cock steadily, ever so softly biting his lower lip in such a tempting manner Tora was fighting his instinct to just turn off the phone and pounce.
"So I assume pretty Minho went home with you, lucky man…"
"Yeah well, I'm gonna have to let you go, because there's…" he eyed the length of Minho's body hungrily, licking his lips, "a good six feet of fucking gorgeous, blissfully naked, korean boy in my bed that I have to ravish, promptly."
"Have fun sweetheart."
"Oh I will, trust me."
The line went dead, and Tora immediately put the ringer on silent, making sure that they wouldn't get bothered again, before returning his attention to the bed, where Minho was leisurely stroking his fully hard cock, so goddamn perky and eager, despite having orgasmed just a few minutes prior.
"So? Are you coming to ravish me?"
Tora sighed with a smirk, undoing his painfully tight jeans.
"Ah youth…"
Not that he had any complaints when said youth dragged his now naked body on top of his own, claiming his mouth as clever hands found their way between their bodies, tugging on his far too neglected cock. The boy was young, sure, but clearly knew what the hell he was doing when he started jerking his cock slow and hard, smooth passes along the shaft with a deft twist of his fingers at the head. Delicious, but he sure as hell wasn't coming until he was sheathed deep inside that boy. He pulled away from the kiss reluctantly, crawling over to the nightstand to fish in that trusty drawer once again, getting the lube and another condom out, along with a latex glove. Minho eyed the paraphernalia with a smirk, settling further against the pillows.
"What's the glove for? You're gonna give me a thorough exam?" Minho teased.
Tora eyed him from underneath his lashes, teasingly, as he made a show of sliding on the black glove on his right hand.
"Well, if by thorough exam you mean me shoving as many fingers up your ass as you can handle as foreplay to a good fucking, yeah I suppose…" he teased, Minho's excited hiss twisting his mouth in a grin, "But also because we don't know each other all that well, and I'm all for safer-sex practices."
"Oh…oh okay. It makes sense, the condom earlier…"
"Yeah. You're really hot, and gorgeous and goddamn would I love to just shove my bare cock inside you, but I don't bareback-anything with a guy I don't know very well." Tora explained as he knelt between Minho's thighs, parting them just the way he wanted before reaching for the lube with his left hand.
Minho was thoughtful for a few seconds, a grin slowly appearing on his full mouth. That grin was feral at best.
"So…if I get to know you better, does that mean I can get you to come in my mouth? Because I'd really, really love to have you come in my mouth, all over my face…" he purred, low and silky soft and so goddamn sinful Tora almost squeezed the lube he was pouring on his fingers too hard.
"Oh yes…I'd definitely enjoy coming all over your face too. You really know how to sweet talk a man, do you?"
Minho shrugged, half-innocence, half-deviousness.
"I do my best."
Tora snorted as he capped the lube, spreading the silky liquid on his gloved fingers, making sure they were well coated.
"Well its working on me. Sweet talk me all night if you want, I'm definitely not complaining…"
Minho smirked again as he parted his thighs a fraction more, exposing himself completely.
"Well I may start complaining if you don't start putting some of those fingers inside me…"
Tora grinned, grabbing the crook of Minho's knee with his ungloved hand, pushing his thigh towards his chest to open him as the gloved fingers gently prodded at the tight, puckered opening.
"Oh yes…" he hissed, arching his back, giving better access to Tora and his soft, slick fingertips.
He pushed his middle finger in, slowly, pressing against those resisting rings of muscle until they relaxed and let him push all the way to his knuckle, leaning down to capture his lover's mouth. They kissed as he slowly, patiently pulled his cool, slick finger out and pushed back in, making the young man underneath him buck and arch and moan deep in his throat for more. Another finger, cool and slick, pushing in and out tantalizingly slow along the first, as their tongues tangled relentlessly. He took his time to stretch him, slow strokes, scissoring his fingers gradually until there was barely any resistance when he pushed in, the young man underneath him relaxed and pliant.
He gasped at the third finger, breaking the kiss with a keening moan when Tora's fingers curled up, pressing against that sensitive spot inside him that made his toes curl, a line of pleasure burning from his lower back to the tip of his cock. His hands clenched on Tora's hips, bucking his own to brush their cocks together, the both of them moaning at the electrifying contact.
"Oh I want you…" Minho breathed against Tora's lips, "Put your cock inside me…please…"
That boy really knew how to sweet talk a man.
"You feel ready?"
"Oh yes, gods yes." Minho whimpered, groaning when Tora's fingers slipped out of him.
Not likely that he was gonna argue to that kind of begging. Tora made quick work of removing the glove and slipping on the condom, getting them both slick with lube as he positioned himself comfortably between his lover's thighs, guiding the tip of his cock to that stretched opening. He pushed his hips forward just a fraction, enough to guide the head in, just past that exquisite tightness as his hands clenched on those firm thighs, pushing them higher. He pushed in slowly, delighting at Minho's gasping moan, incapable of restraining the sounds coming out of his own mouth as his cock was sucked in, gorgeously tight. Tora's hips settled against the smooth curve of his rear as he lay on top of him, slender, mile-long legs wrapping tight around his waist as he moved, slow, shallow thrusts.
"You're not gonna break me you know…harder."
And Minho was swallowing his words as Tora bucked inside him, curving his spine down as his hips rolled and swayed, languorously slow, deep inside the younger man. He clawed at Tora's back, straining for each downwards thrust with an upwards jerk of his own hips to get that hard cock deeper inside him. He arched and moaned, slick mouth finding the curve of Tora's neck, sucking and biting, and marking him with his teeth, to hell with consequences. Tora groaned in response, hips pulsing as he was swallowed in delicious tightness with each stroke, his hand sliding between their bodies to tug on Minho's cock.
"Yes…oh god yes…" the young man panted right against his earlobe, "your cock feels so good…so deep inside me…"
If there was one thing that really drove him insane, it was dirty talk. The heat surged in Tora's lower belly, rushing up his spine as he squeezed Minho's cock harder, whose back arched up in response.
"Oh yeah…harder…fuck me harder…"
The boy wanted it harder? Fine. The raven haired sat back on his heels, still sheathed in warmth, and wrapped his arms tight around Minho's slender waist, easily lifting him so the young man was settled in his lap. The boy grinned devilishly, arms wrapping around Tora's neck, steadying his feet on the bed as the raven haired literally bounced him in his lap, their flesh meeting with sharp, slick sounds.
"How's that? Hard enough?" Tora asked, tilting back a fraction to get his cock to brush against that sweetest spot deep inside his lover, knowing he'd aimed right when the young man stiffened in his arms.
Minho was too overwhelmed to answer, his head falling back as he let out a shuddering moan of pure ecstasy, hands clenching tight on his shoulders. Tora knew this position was a one way street for him as he felt the heat coil in his belly, sweat breaking down his back as pleasure threatened to overwhelm him, ready to spill. Minho's back bent in a graceful arc, breathing hard through his mouth as the pleasure coursed though his veins, radiating from each impact deep inside him. So goddamn close, he could taste it.
Tora's arms tightened around his waist, getting their bodies close enough to rub, trapping Minho's leaking cock between their sweat-slick lower bellies, turning the young man in a crying out, shuddering mess as he exploded with pleasure. He shook as his orgasm overwhelmed him, cock spilling white ribbons of burning come all over them both, his insides clenching and pulsing all around Tora's flesh.
The raven haired let go of all control as he climaxed along with his lover, burying his face in the slope of his shoulder as his cock surged, ecstasy racing though his entire nervous system, sending aftershocks of bliss from the pit of his stomach all the way up his spine, to the tips of his fingers and toes. His flesh pulsed and throbbed as he let the orgasm overwhelm them both in a flood of sensation, Minho's arms wrapping tight around his neck as he arched and bucked up inside him, his last erratic thrusts consuming them both before they collapsed on the bed. Exhausted, and blissfully sated.
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The epilogue in the last part...oh LJ, I hate you so much...breaking my oneshots and shit...