The List 2/?
Title: The List 2/? This chapter contains water sports and master/sub play
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Changmin/Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Oh, man, if they were mine, Jae would always wear a cock ring.
Summary: Jung Yunho is perfect. Class president, athletic, attractive. But Yoochun swears he's got to have a kink or something. Jaejoong learns a little too well just what kind of a crazy bastard Yunho can be.
A/N: This fic is for samui_sakura. It is her birthday! And she wanted Jaejoong tied up ... He will be, darling, don't you worry. For a visual, go to her LJ and see ...
A/N Part 2: With this one, I just put the damn question mark. It's getting too long, so I'm going to post and then keep writing. A kinky multichaptered YUNJAE fic ... oh god ... what have I started????
Poster credit goes to my darling Yu for not only making it but helping me think up all the kinky things to go on it! *huggles you* thank you darling! ♥♥♥
Part 2:
The door slams behind him.
Every movement pulls a whimper from Jae’s throat. His cock is so hard. The leather around his neck is cold, but comforting. The tug on the leash disappears. Jae stops where he is. There is another tug, upward, and Jae pushes up to his knees. He’s barely breathing. He has only a moment to see the room he’s in before cloth covers his eyes. He gasps.
His breath is stolen as warm lips cover his for a moment.
“You’re amazing,” Yunho whispers.
Jae smiles and feels heat brush over his cheeks.
Yunho says nothing else, and his body moves away. Jae whimpers, and with every ounce of control he has, keeps his body still. Well, he’s shaking, but he doesn’t move from the spot. Jae loses all track of time as the tension and anticipation escalates. He has no idea where Yunho is or what Yunho is going to do, or if Yunho is going to do anything. Moments, minutes, hours later, Yunho finally says, “Clasp your hands and put them on your head.”
With an eager whimper, Jaejoong obeys, fingers laced together.
“Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?”
Jae bites his lower lip against another whimper as fingers trace over his face. A thumb tugs on his lip and then pushes into his mouth. His teeth dig into his lip and Yunho opens his mouth. Jae whines. Another finger joins the thumb, rubbing his lower lip. Two fingers become three and then four and then all of Yunho’s fingers are in his mouth, spreading his mouth wide. His long, middle finger caresses the back of Jae’s throat, going deeper when Jae doesn’t gag on it.
Yunho’s other hand covers his nose at the same time as he shoves four fingers deep in Jae’s throat. Jae chokes, trying to breathe. Yunho retracts his fingers long enough to let Jae take a deep breath and then shoves them deeper. Over and over, fucking his throat harshly. His nails scrape along the sensitive skin.
Jae’s cock pulses in his pants as his head goes light from the lack of proper oxygen. With a final caress along his lips, Yunho removes his fingers and takes his hand from Jae’s face.
Jae sucks in a deep breath, body swaying.
Yunho’s hands cup his cheeks. “Open.”
Jae opens his mouth wide. Heated skin slides over his lips. He moans as Yunho’s cock enters his mouth, pushes right away to the back of his throat. He gags once and relaxes his throat as Yunho pulls out and pushes in again. His cock is wide, stretching Jae’s lips until the edges ache. Jae knows he’s not getting all of Yunho’s cock either, but if Yunho keeps it up, Jae’s going to have a hard time talking.
The grip on his face tightens. Yunho thrusts harder. A splash of precome almost gags Jaejoong, and he whines for more. He wants to push forward, take all of Yunho, but he can’t move.
“Fuck, Jaejoong. I knew your lips would look pretty around my cock. Do you want more? Harder, rougher, can you handle it?”
Jae whimpers in response, trying to beg with his lips and throat.
The next thrust has Jae’s face pushed against Yunho’s body. Jae figures he can breathe later. He moans and whimpers as Yunho fucks his throat, speeding up, fingers tightening on his face. Jae wants to taste him so much. His body shudders and he cries out around Yunho’s cock as another dry orgasm suddenly crashes over him. He can feel the wet fabric of his boxers clinging to the tip of his cock.
Yunho’s thrusts lose their steady rhythm. He moans as the first pulse warns Jae of his orgasm. Jae whines for it, wanting it so much. Yunho stops with his cock all the way down Jae’s throat. His cock jerks again and Jae gags on his release before swallowing. Yunho suddenly pulls out of his mouth. The next shot of come hits his cheek. Jae opens his mouth, tongue out, begging for more. The tip of Yunho’s cock nestles in his lips, covering his face with more come.
“Beautiful,” Yunho whispers.
Even after he’s done coming, he leaves his cock in Jae’s mouth. Jae licks at the tip, sucks on the tip, playing and whimpering his thanks.
“Hold still,” Yunho says, and Jae stops.
Yunho pushes his cock a bit farther into Jae’s mouth. “Something to wash the come down with,” he says.
Jae hums in approval, almost gagging as Yunho pisses in his mouth. He swallows all of the heady drink, still whimpering as Yunho finishes. Yunho pulls his cock away and shakes a few drops of piss onto Jae’s face. Jae licks his lips.
“Don’t move,” Yunho says, and his heat is gone.
As the minutes without Yunho lengthen again, Jae decides he doesn’t care. He’s already done enough with Yunho to be happy. The back of his throat aches, and he’s sure that if he tried to talk it would be all scratchy.
“So, my pet, did you enjoy your treats?”
Fingers caress his cheek again. Jaejoong arches into the touch.
“Yes, master,” Jae whispers.
“I want you to take your clothes off for me.”
“Yes, master.”
Jae’s hands shake as he unbuttons his shirt. It’s sweat-soaked to his skin. Jae peels it off his shoulders. His hands fumble with his belt and again with the buttons on his jeans. He pushes both pants and boxers off his hips, shifting only enough to slip them off. He tosses them to the side and then goes back to his knees and hands above his head.
He hears Yunho walk around him. Fingers suddenly trail over his shoulders.
“Nice tattoo,” Yunho said, placing a kiss to each painted shoulder.
He’s in front of Jae again. Jae inhales sharply when he feels Yunho’s knees hit his. His bare knees, and he imagines Yunho naked.
“Stroke yourself,” Yunho demands.
Fuck. This is going to hurt.
Jae wraps his fingers around his straining cock and strokes. His whole body jerks with the ache and need to come. Fingers twist Jaejoong’s nipple ring. He cries out, jerking into his hand.
“I like the piercings,” Yunho says, and his navel ring is twisted even more harshly.
Jae whimpers as his body shakes. Wet lips tug on his ear, move across his collar bone, and then disappear.
“Keep stroking, but hold your other hand out.”
Jae does, and moans as his fingers are coated in lube.
“Spread your legs more and lean back. I want you to prepare yourself.”
As soon as Yunho lets go of Jae’s hand, he reaches under himself, pushing a finger into himself right away, all the way. He cries out, jerks into his hand again.
“Be quiet,” Yunho whispers.
Jae shuts his mouth with difficulty, trying to keep his moans silent.
“Another finger, pet.”
Jae takes a deep breath, adjusts his hand and winces against the intrusion of two fingers. He hasn’t been fucked in a few weeks and his body is tight.
Another orgasm coils through him, and he can’t stop some noise. His mouth is open, breathing harsh. He plays with himself for long minutes. Too many minutes and he whimpers, begging.
His nipple is twisted. “Be. Quiet.”
But Jaejoong can’t as the pleasure is too much and his entire body shakes. Clear liquid leaks from the tip of his cock, causing the slide of his hand to be even more frustrating and agonizing. He wants to beg for release, but Yunho is already upset, having had to warn him to keep quiet. His body shakes with an impending orgasm.
Yunho’s hot hand closes around his cock.
Jae can’t help it. He cries out as Yunho strokes him roughly.
Yunho tsks at him in disappointment. “I was going to let you come.”
Jae whimpers.
“But not now.” With a heavy tug, Jae falls onto his hands and knees. Yunho moves away from him. “Stay there. You can do that correctly, can’t you?”
Jae whimpers again, desperate and pleading. His mind has stopped working. The only thing that matters is Yunho’s disappointment. He bites his lower lip and holds very, very still, hoping to appease him.
“Open your mouth, bitch,” Yunho said, and Jae winces at the harshness of it. He wants to cry, but the blindfold soaks up his tears before they can fall. Jae opens his mouth and is unsurprised when a large ball gag forces his lips wider. Yunho tightens it until the metal clasp digs into his cheek. Yunho slaps him.
“There. That should keep you quiet.”
Jae just barely stops his whimper.
Yunho’s heat moves behind him. His hand lands sharply on Jae’s ass. A single noise rips through the gag. Jae lowers his head as Yunho spanks him again. Sweat drips down his neck. Spit gathers around the gag. His elbows shake as the spanking continues. His skin burns. His muscles clench. And his cock is hard, so very hard. With every spank, it jerks, slapping up against his stomach, leaving wet lines of precome.
Jae begs, muffled pleas, as his body tries to come again.
Yunho growls a warning, but Jae can’t help it. Yunho shoves him, and he lands hard on his side. He curls in on himself, shaking and whimpering.
“Don’t move.”
Yunho’s voice makes him shiver. Hands grip his waist and flip him over to his back. The air rushes from his lungs, and before Jae can suck in a lungful, his legs are pried open. The tip of Yunho’s cock prods at his ass, slipping over his entrance.
“Do you deserve it, bitch?”
Jae shakes his head. He doesn’t, not at all. He’s been a horrible submissive, and he’s so ashamed. Yunho’s instructions have been simple.
“Do you want it?”
Jae whimpers, and even though he knows he shouldn’t, he nods.
Yunho chuckles. He grips Jae’s wrists and leans over him, pinning Jae’s arms to the floor above his head. “Put your legs around me.”
Jae’s moving before Yunho even finishes the command. He whimpers more as Yunho’s cock continues to slide over his body.
“You want it, but you’re still so tight. It’s going to hurt if I shove my cock in your ass.”
Jae moans and arches his hips up. A wet tongue licks around the ball gag in his mouth. Teeth bite his cheek and down his neck.
“Keep your hands right here.”
Jae takes a deep breath through his nose and nods. He can do that. He’s done that before. Yunho releases his wrists. The blunt head of his cock pushes into Jae’s ass, barely past the tight ring of muscles. Jae cries out behind the gag, back arching. A few more inches of Yunho’s cock slide into him.
Yunho chuckles. “Ah, baby, you don’t want it this slow, do you?” Yunho pulls out, twirls his cock around Jae’s opening again and thrust back in. His hand grips Jae’s thighs.
Jae screams as Yunho thrusts into him, screams as his entrance is forced open, screams as his body shakes in another dry orgasm.
“Fuck, Jaejoong,” Yunho mutters. He pulls out and thrusts in quickly, setting a consistent, hard pace. Every thrust throws inexplicable, painful pleasure over his skin. His body is on fire, curling his toes. His fingers try to clutch the wood floor above his head.
Jae is expecting a long hard fucking on the floor. One without release, but Yunho is shuddering and cursing above him, and it isn’t long until he’s coming, pumping Jaejoong full of heat. Jae whimpers, and then moans when Yunho pulls out of him.
The gag is ripped down, hanging around his neck. Jae pulls in hungry breaths. Fingers dig into his body, and then warm come drips into his mouth. Jae begs, licking at Yunho’s fingers.
“You are too fucking sexy, pet,” Yunho said, voice labored.
The fingers leave, and Jae tries to gather his wits, tries to focus beyond the pleasure. A warm mouth covers his pierced nipple and his focus shatters as he cries out and arches into the touch. Yunho holds his hips down and continues abusing his chest and stomach, leaving bites down his abs, swirling his tongue around his navel and pulling at that piercing with his teeth.
“Please,” Jae says and then winces, because he hasn’t been told he can talk.
Yunho pinches his thigh. Jae pushes his hips up. His cock slides against Yunho’s chest. Jae moans and does it again. The contact is torturous. Yunho lets him thrust up a few more times and then with a hand on his hip, stops him. Jae whimpers.
“Do you want to come, pet?”
“Oh, god, please, master,” Jae says, body jerking. His cock twitches, adding more clear liquid to his sweaty skin.
“Do you deserve to come?”
“No, master.”
“Why not?”
“I … fuck, I disobeyed you.”
Yunho kisses his cheek. “You did, but it’s just our first time. I may have pushed you too much.”
Jae shakes his head. “Oh, no, master, please. You were p-perfect.”
“So are you.” Yunho’s fingers press against his cock, walk up and down the length. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes, please, fuck, master, please let me come.”
The cock ring is suddenly gone, and Jae cries out, back arching off the floor. His body jerks. Yunho strokes him twice and everything goes black as the pain finally explodes into intense pleasure. Come splatters on his stomach and chest and neck.
Yunho continues to kiss him while he gasps, again trying to recover his sense.
“God damn,” Jae mutters.
Yunho chuckles against his skin. “So, my pet, anything wrong with me to add to that list your friends made up?”
Jae shakes his head. “Fuck no, master. Perfect.”
“Good. Let’s go take a shower. I have a sudden urge to see you all wet and begging to suck my cock again."
Part 3: The Vibrators
Part 1: The Cock Ring
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Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Changmin/Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Oh, man, if they were mine, Jae would always wear a cock ring.
Summary: Jung Yunho is perfect. Class president, athletic, attractive. But Yoochun swears he's got to have a kink or something. Jaejoong learns a little too well just what kind of a crazy bastard Yunho can be.
A/N: This fic is for samui_sakura. It is her birthday! And she wanted Jaejoong tied up ... He will be, darling, don't you worry. For a visual, go to her LJ and see ...
A/N Part 2: With this one, I just put the damn question mark. It's getting too long, so I'm going to post and then keep writing. A kinky multichaptered YUNJAE fic ... oh god ... what have I started????
Poster credit goes to my darling Yu for not only making it but helping me think up all the kinky things to go on it! *huggles you* thank you darling! ♥♥♥
Part 2:
The door slams behind him.
Every movement pulls a whimper from Jae’s throat. His cock is so hard. The leather around his neck is cold, but comforting. The tug on the leash disappears. Jae stops where he is. There is another tug, upward, and Jae pushes up to his knees. He’s barely breathing. He has only a moment to see the room he’s in before cloth covers his eyes. He gasps.
His breath is stolen as warm lips cover his for a moment.
“You’re amazing,” Yunho whispers.
Jae smiles and feels heat brush over his cheeks.
Yunho says nothing else, and his body moves away. Jae whimpers, and with every ounce of control he has, keeps his body still. Well, he’s shaking, but he doesn’t move from the spot. Jae loses all track of time as the tension and anticipation escalates. He has no idea where Yunho is or what Yunho is going to do, or if Yunho is going to do anything. Moments, minutes, hours later, Yunho finally says, “Clasp your hands and put them on your head.”
With an eager whimper, Jaejoong obeys, fingers laced together.
“Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?”
Jae bites his lower lip against another whimper as fingers trace over his face. A thumb tugs on his lip and then pushes into his mouth. His teeth dig into his lip and Yunho opens his mouth. Jae whines. Another finger joins the thumb, rubbing his lower lip. Two fingers become three and then four and then all of Yunho’s fingers are in his mouth, spreading his mouth wide. His long, middle finger caresses the back of Jae’s throat, going deeper when Jae doesn’t gag on it.
Yunho’s other hand covers his nose at the same time as he shoves four fingers deep in Jae’s throat. Jae chokes, trying to breathe. Yunho retracts his fingers long enough to let Jae take a deep breath and then shoves them deeper. Over and over, fucking his throat harshly. His nails scrape along the sensitive skin.
Jae’s cock pulses in his pants as his head goes light from the lack of proper oxygen. With a final caress along his lips, Yunho removes his fingers and takes his hand from Jae’s face.
Jae sucks in a deep breath, body swaying.
Yunho’s hands cup his cheeks. “Open.”
Jae opens his mouth wide. Heated skin slides over his lips. He moans as Yunho’s cock enters his mouth, pushes right away to the back of his throat. He gags once and relaxes his throat as Yunho pulls out and pushes in again. His cock is wide, stretching Jae’s lips until the edges ache. Jae knows he’s not getting all of Yunho’s cock either, but if Yunho keeps it up, Jae’s going to have a hard time talking.
The grip on his face tightens. Yunho thrusts harder. A splash of precome almost gags Jaejoong, and he whines for more. He wants to push forward, take all of Yunho, but he can’t move.
“Fuck, Jaejoong. I knew your lips would look pretty around my cock. Do you want more? Harder, rougher, can you handle it?”
Jae whimpers in response, trying to beg with his lips and throat.
The next thrust has Jae’s face pushed against Yunho’s body. Jae figures he can breathe later. He moans and whimpers as Yunho fucks his throat, speeding up, fingers tightening on his face. Jae wants to taste him so much. His body shudders and he cries out around Yunho’s cock as another dry orgasm suddenly crashes over him. He can feel the wet fabric of his boxers clinging to the tip of his cock.
Yunho’s thrusts lose their steady rhythm. He moans as the first pulse warns Jae of his orgasm. Jae whines for it, wanting it so much. Yunho stops with his cock all the way down Jae’s throat. His cock jerks again and Jae gags on his release before swallowing. Yunho suddenly pulls out of his mouth. The next shot of come hits his cheek. Jae opens his mouth, tongue out, begging for more. The tip of Yunho’s cock nestles in his lips, covering his face with more come.
“Beautiful,” Yunho whispers.
Even after he’s done coming, he leaves his cock in Jae’s mouth. Jae licks at the tip, sucks on the tip, playing and whimpering his thanks.
“Hold still,” Yunho says, and Jae stops.
Yunho pushes his cock a bit farther into Jae’s mouth. “Something to wash the come down with,” he says.
Jae hums in approval, almost gagging as Yunho pisses in his mouth. He swallows all of the heady drink, still whimpering as Yunho finishes. Yunho pulls his cock away and shakes a few drops of piss onto Jae’s face. Jae licks his lips.
“Don’t move,” Yunho says, and his heat is gone.
As the minutes without Yunho lengthen again, Jae decides he doesn’t care. He’s already done enough with Yunho to be happy. The back of his throat aches, and he’s sure that if he tried to talk it would be all scratchy.
“So, my pet, did you enjoy your treats?”
Fingers caress his cheek again. Jaejoong arches into the touch.
“Yes, master,” Jae whispers.
“I want you to take your clothes off for me.”
“Yes, master.”
Jae’s hands shake as he unbuttons his shirt. It’s sweat-soaked to his skin. Jae peels it off his shoulders. His hands fumble with his belt and again with the buttons on his jeans. He pushes both pants and boxers off his hips, shifting only enough to slip them off. He tosses them to the side and then goes back to his knees and hands above his head.
He hears Yunho walk around him. Fingers suddenly trail over his shoulders.
“Nice tattoo,” Yunho said, placing a kiss to each painted shoulder.
He’s in front of Jae again. Jae inhales sharply when he feels Yunho’s knees hit his. His bare knees, and he imagines Yunho naked.
“Stroke yourself,” Yunho demands.
Fuck. This is going to hurt.
Jae wraps his fingers around his straining cock and strokes. His whole body jerks with the ache and need to come. Fingers twist Jaejoong’s nipple ring. He cries out, jerking into his hand.
“I like the piercings,” Yunho says, and his navel ring is twisted even more harshly.
Jae whimpers as his body shakes. Wet lips tug on his ear, move across his collar bone, and then disappear.
“Keep stroking, but hold your other hand out.”
Jae does, and moans as his fingers are coated in lube.
“Spread your legs more and lean back. I want you to prepare yourself.”
As soon as Yunho lets go of Jae’s hand, he reaches under himself, pushing a finger into himself right away, all the way. He cries out, jerks into his hand again.
“Be quiet,” Yunho whispers.
Jae shuts his mouth with difficulty, trying to keep his moans silent.
“Another finger, pet.”
Jae takes a deep breath, adjusts his hand and winces against the intrusion of two fingers. He hasn’t been fucked in a few weeks and his body is tight.
Another orgasm coils through him, and he can’t stop some noise. His mouth is open, breathing harsh. He plays with himself for long minutes. Too many minutes and he whimpers, begging.
His nipple is twisted. “Be. Quiet.”
But Jaejoong can’t as the pleasure is too much and his entire body shakes. Clear liquid leaks from the tip of his cock, causing the slide of his hand to be even more frustrating and agonizing. He wants to beg for release, but Yunho is already upset, having had to warn him to keep quiet. His body shakes with an impending orgasm.
Yunho’s hot hand closes around his cock.
Jae can’t help it. He cries out as Yunho strokes him roughly.
Yunho tsks at him in disappointment. “I was going to let you come.”
Jae whimpers.
“But not now.” With a heavy tug, Jae falls onto his hands and knees. Yunho moves away from him. “Stay there. You can do that correctly, can’t you?”
Jae whimpers again, desperate and pleading. His mind has stopped working. The only thing that matters is Yunho’s disappointment. He bites his lower lip and holds very, very still, hoping to appease him.
“Open your mouth, bitch,” Yunho said, and Jae winces at the harshness of it. He wants to cry, but the blindfold soaks up his tears before they can fall. Jae opens his mouth and is unsurprised when a large ball gag forces his lips wider. Yunho tightens it until the metal clasp digs into his cheek. Yunho slaps him.
“There. That should keep you quiet.”
Jae just barely stops his whimper.
Yunho’s heat moves behind him. His hand lands sharply on Jae’s ass. A single noise rips through the gag. Jae lowers his head as Yunho spanks him again. Sweat drips down his neck. Spit gathers around the gag. His elbows shake as the spanking continues. His skin burns. His muscles clench. And his cock is hard, so very hard. With every spank, it jerks, slapping up against his stomach, leaving wet lines of precome.
Jae begs, muffled pleas, as his body tries to come again.
Yunho growls a warning, but Jae can’t help it. Yunho shoves him, and he lands hard on his side. He curls in on himself, shaking and whimpering.
“Don’t move.”
Yunho’s voice makes him shiver. Hands grip his waist and flip him over to his back. The air rushes from his lungs, and before Jae can suck in a lungful, his legs are pried open. The tip of Yunho’s cock prods at his ass, slipping over his entrance.
“Do you deserve it, bitch?”
Jae shakes his head. He doesn’t, not at all. He’s been a horrible submissive, and he’s so ashamed. Yunho’s instructions have been simple.
“Do you want it?”
Jae whimpers, and even though he knows he shouldn’t, he nods.
Yunho chuckles. He grips Jae’s wrists and leans over him, pinning Jae’s arms to the floor above his head. “Put your legs around me.”
Jae’s moving before Yunho even finishes the command. He whimpers more as Yunho’s cock continues to slide over his body.
“You want it, but you’re still so tight. It’s going to hurt if I shove my cock in your ass.”
Jae moans and arches his hips up. A wet tongue licks around the ball gag in his mouth. Teeth bite his cheek and down his neck.
“Keep your hands right here.”
Jae takes a deep breath through his nose and nods. He can do that. He’s done that before. Yunho releases his wrists. The blunt head of his cock pushes into Jae’s ass, barely past the tight ring of muscles. Jae cries out behind the gag, back arching. A few more inches of Yunho’s cock slide into him.
Yunho chuckles. “Ah, baby, you don’t want it this slow, do you?” Yunho pulls out, twirls his cock around Jae’s opening again and thrust back in. His hand grips Jae’s thighs.
Jae screams as Yunho thrusts into him, screams as his entrance is forced open, screams as his body shakes in another dry orgasm.
“Fuck, Jaejoong,” Yunho mutters. He pulls out and thrusts in quickly, setting a consistent, hard pace. Every thrust throws inexplicable, painful pleasure over his skin. His body is on fire, curling his toes. His fingers try to clutch the wood floor above his head.
Jae is expecting a long hard fucking on the floor. One without release, but Yunho is shuddering and cursing above him, and it isn’t long until he’s coming, pumping Jaejoong full of heat. Jae whimpers, and then moans when Yunho pulls out of him.
The gag is ripped down, hanging around his neck. Jae pulls in hungry breaths. Fingers dig into his body, and then warm come drips into his mouth. Jae begs, licking at Yunho’s fingers.
“You are too fucking sexy, pet,” Yunho said, voice labored.
The fingers leave, and Jae tries to gather his wits, tries to focus beyond the pleasure. A warm mouth covers his pierced nipple and his focus shatters as he cries out and arches into the touch. Yunho holds his hips down and continues abusing his chest and stomach, leaving bites down his abs, swirling his tongue around his navel and pulling at that piercing with his teeth.
“Please,” Jae says and then winces, because he hasn’t been told he can talk.
Yunho pinches his thigh. Jae pushes his hips up. His cock slides against Yunho’s chest. Jae moans and does it again. The contact is torturous. Yunho lets him thrust up a few more times and then with a hand on his hip, stops him. Jae whimpers.
“Do you want to come, pet?”
“Oh, god, please, master,” Jae says, body jerking. His cock twitches, adding more clear liquid to his sweaty skin.
“Do you deserve to come?”
“No, master.”
“Why not?”
“I … fuck, I disobeyed you.”
Yunho kisses his cheek. “You did, but it’s just our first time. I may have pushed you too much.”
Jae shakes his head. “Oh, no, master, please. You were p-perfect.”
“So are you.” Yunho’s fingers press against his cock, walk up and down the length. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes, please, fuck, master, please let me come.”
The cock ring is suddenly gone, and Jae cries out, back arching off the floor. His body jerks. Yunho strokes him twice and everything goes black as the pain finally explodes into intense pleasure. Come splatters on his stomach and chest and neck.
Yunho continues to kiss him while he gasps, again trying to recover his sense.
“God damn,” Jae mutters.
Yunho chuckles against his skin. “So, my pet, anything wrong with me to add to that list your friends made up?”
Jae shakes his head. “Fuck no, master. Perfect.”
“Good. Let’s go take a shower. I have a sudden urge to see you all wet and begging to suck my cock again."
Part 3: The Vibrators
Part 1: The Cock Ring
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