Naughty Naughty 3/4
Title: Naughty Naughty 3/4
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd discipline Jaejoong ... hard, and rough, and over and over again.
Summary: Jaejoong has been sent to yet another foster house. Yunho is barely old enough to be his father. But what Jaejoong wants, Jaejoong gets.
Warnings: light bondage, underage sex (Jaejoong is 16, Yunho is 38)
A/N: THIS IS THE LAST TIME THAT I CHANGE THE CHAPTERS OF THIS FIC! It will only be 4 parts. :)
A/N: this fic is for MY JULES!!!! julili I LOVE YOU MY DARLING!!!!!!
Yunho double checked his wife's calendar. Soonli had a very important business trip in two weeks, and then a long weekend the next. It was that weekend he was supposed to schedule their mini-beach vacation. He put the wrong dates in the planner on his phone, and then started searching for private beach bungalows.
Two days later, he proudly sat the confirmation of his reservation for three people in front of Soonli, the words non-refundable and non-exchangeable prominent at the top.
"Ooh, this is for our vacation?" she said.
“Yep, in ten days we will be on the beach, laying in the sun, soaking-"
"Ten days?"
"Yeah. Three days of-"
"Yunho, I'm going to be in Tokyo in ten days."
"What?"
She pointed at the calendar.
Yunho pretended to be shocked and then pulled out his phone. "Fuck, I'm sorry, I put it in wrong in my phone."
"The old man is going senile," Jae said, voice sing-song.
Soonli shot the kid a look, and then read over the paper again. She sighed.
"Come on, love," Yunho said, "I'm sorry. That weekend we'll do something, just the two of us, okay?"
She put the paper down and Yunho held her, a tiny bit of guilt rising in him. Okay, so a whole lot of guilt, but as Jaejoong rose from the table, sweat pants barely clinging to his hip bones, Yunho knew he wouldn't change his mind.
"Hey," Jae said, "this reservation is for three people."
"And?"
"Well, since Soonli can't go, can Yoochun come?"
Yunho scowled, and then Soonli sighed. "I don't see why not. I'll go call his parents."
"Sweet! God, Chunnie is going to love it, and he needs it. Bastard is too pale. Needs to get out in the sun."
Yunho waited until Soonli had gone upstairs and then pinned Jaejoong to the kitchen counter. "What the fuck?" he demanded, and shivered when Jae's hands landed on his hips, and then slid around to grab his ass. "I am willing to throw my life away, my marriage, my job, my reputation for you but damn it, Jaejoong, not for your friends and whatever you have planned."
Jae smiled, kissed him. Yunho yanked away, but Jae leaned up and licked his upper lip. "He thinks you're hot."
"I don't care, Jaejoong. No."
Jae pouted.
"No."
"You've never said no to me before."
"I'm saying no now. It's not worth it."
"Whatever," Jae said. He pushed Yunho away and left the kitchen.
Yunho gripped the counter and fumed. Fuck, he was going to lose everything because of this kid. Everything. He wondered if he could think of a plausible excuse to send him back into foster care. But with Jae going to school and getting good grades, saying, "Oh, I'm fucking him," just wasn't an option.
Soonli came in and stared at him. "You alright?"
"Yeah, just mad because I ruined our trip."
She smiled. "It's alright. We'll go the next week. Yoochun's parents are only letting him go because you'll be there. They don't like Jaejoong much. But I told them how much his grades are improving and how he's better behaved, and they relented."
Yunho scoffed.
"He is."
"I know." Yunho hugged her tightly. It was him that was being the naughty boy.
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A week later, Jaejoong brought home his first A. He danced around the kitchen, shoving the history test into Yunho's face. He actually let Soonli hug him.
Yunho took the paper and made a show of carefully inspecting it. “I’m not sure this is real. It looks like it was an F and then you-”
"Fuck you. Put it on the fridge," Jae demanded.
Yunho laughed.
"Fuck off," Jae snapped and snatched it from Yunho's hands. “I’ve never had anything worth putting on the fridge, so I want it up there.” He hung it on the fridge with Soonli's Hello Kitty magnets.
"Congratulations," Soonli said.
"Can we have Japanese food again?"
"Sure, let's all go out."
"Sweet! Can Yoochun come?"
"Sure, go call him."
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Jae shouts faded as he ran upstairs and Yunho swallowed, remembering the way Jae had shouted that word the night before while Yunho pounded into him from behind. Fuck.
"I swear I love that kid more and more everyday," Soonli said.
Yunho nodded. “He’s a good kid.”
They went to a nice, expensive sushi restaurant. Yoochun was nervous, never quite able to meet Yunho's eyes, and his cheeks went bright red when Soonli started asking about the beach vacation the next week.
“I’m excited,” is all he managed to say about it, and that was quiet, a whisper and another quick glance at Yunho.
Yunho swallowed.
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The next day Yunho sent Jae a text.
+make sure you are home when I get there, and talk Yoochun into being there too+
Jae sent back a smiling face.
Yunho stopped off to buy a few things and then headed home. He was surprisingly calm for what he was planning. Soonli called at about five thirty and said she'd be home around ten, asking Yunho again if he wanted to come to the business dinner with her. But Yunho used the same excuse he always did (he hated her boss) and hung up just as he turned on his street.
He took the bag from the passenger seat, pulled everything out of its packaging and then put them back in the bag.
Jae and Yoochun were making out on the couch. Yunho watched them for awhile, a tiny bit of possessive jealousy scurrying through him, as their tongues twisted and Yoochun’s hands gripped Jaejoong’s ass. He slammed the door.
They both jumped and Yoochun tried to get away, but Jae held on to his school jacket. "Hi Yunho," Jae said with a grin and licked his lips.
Yunho took off his suit jacket and tie, and unbuttoned his dress shirt.
"Let him go," Yunho said.
Jae did, and Yoochun sat up.
"So, hyung-"
"Shut up, Jae." Yunho dropped the bag on the coffee table. He pondered Yoochun for a moment.
The kid was definitely attractive, but quiet, scared, nervous. Yunho put his hands on the couch on either side of the kid’s head. "I want a guarantee, Yoochun. A promise that you're not going to tell a single person-"
Jae scoffed. "Come on, Yunnie."
"I told you to shut up."
"But he's my best friend," Jae said.
Yunho turned around and dug in the bag as Jae kept talking.
"He knows everything already and-"
Jae's words were muffled as Yunho gripped his hair with one hand and forced a gag into his mouth with the other. Jae scowled at him.
"Shut up," Yunho said again as he tightened the gag. He turned back to Yoochun.
He looked at Jae, swallowing nervously. "I promised Jaejoong," he said, "but I-I'm not kinky like that. I-I only-"
"Just promise me," Yunho said.
Jae tugged on Yunho's arm. Yunho growled and with a quick twist of his body, wrenched Jae’s arm behind his back and slammed him to the floor, a knee in his back. Jae cried out around the gag.
"Yoochun, there are restraints in that bag. Hand them to me."
The kid did with shaking hands. Yunho bound Jae's arms at his elbows, and then again at his ankles.
Jae glared at him.
"Don't look at me like that. You fucking love it."
His eyes glinted.
The last thing Yunho took from the bag, but not the last thing in it, was a cock ring. He ripped open Jae's pants and snapped it on the base of his already hard cock. Jae whimpered.
Yunho smirked and bent down and licked up the length of his cock once. "Now be a good boy and stay there and be quiet." He went back to Yoochun on the couch. "Why are you so nervous?" Yunho asked him.
Yoochun swallowed and looked at the bound and gagged Jaejoong.
Yunho laughed. "You don't like that, we won't do that. Jae is crazy."
Yoochun smiled a bit and nodded. "Yeah."
"So?"
"I don't want you to get in trouble," he whispered.
"Really?" He nodded, and his gaze flicked up to Yunho's briefly.
“Wow. Jae doesn’t give a shit about that.”
Jae shouted something, denial in his voice.
"I-you... you're really hot, Yunho-shi, but you could go to jail."
Jae made a noise of disbelief from around the gag.
"I could go to jail, but only if someone finds out. Are you going to tell?"
His eyes went wide. "No, Yunho-shi. I- I told Jaejoong I wouldn't and he's my greatest friend even when he's being a bastard."
"He can be a bastard, can't he?"
Yoochun nodded. "And manipulative and inconsiderate and-"
Jae shouted at them from behind the gag.
"Well I say, to get him back for all the stuff he's done, that we leave him like that and make out in front of him."
Yoochun grinned. "Okay."
Yunho leaned forward and pressed their lips together. Yoochun’s lips were different than Jaejoong’s, a bit chapped, rough around the edges, but that’s not what made the kiss different.
The difference was that Yoochun was nervous and didn’t try to shove his tongue into Yunho’s mouth right away. He tasted like Jaejoong’s lemon lip gloss.
Yunho settled on the couch next to him, never breaking the kiss. He tangled his fingers in Yoochun’s long hair. Yoochun whimpered a bit, shaking, but when Yunho swiped his tongue along his lower lip, Yoochun eagerly added his tongue to the kiss. It took a few more minutes before Yunho was able to slowly lower them to the couch, but again, Yoochun eagerly followed him down, crawling over him to keep their lips pressed together.
Yunho unbuttoned his school shirt while Yoochun shrugged out of his jacket.
Jae was whimpering below them.
Yoochun giggled. “I love him, but he talks too much, so I love him more now.”
Yunho laughed. Their kiss continued as more clothes were removed. Yoochun was so nervous that it was cute. When he tried to cover himself up, Yunho took his hands and then stared at him. He was muscular, but more lean where Jaejoong was defined. He traced a hand up Yoochun side, across his stomach and down his hip. Yoochun shivered, and his cock jumped. A bead of precome leaked from the tip of his cock. Yunho swiped his finger over it and then put the finger in his mouth. He moaned.
“I’m … Yunho, I’m not … fuck.”
Yunho smiled up at him and then pushed him back. “Let’s go torture your best friend.”
Yoochun swallowed and then nodded. He climbed off the couch. Yunho followed, stripping himself completely of clothes.
Yoochun licked his lips. “God, you’re gorgeous.”
“For an old man,” Yunho said and looked at Jaejoong.
Jae laughed and winked at him.
“Here, Yoochun. Either kneel or sit right here.” Yunho pointed to a spot right next to Jaejoong’s head. Yoochun kneeled. Yunho kneeled in front of him and they both shivered when their cocks touched. Yunho kissed him again and lightly took Yoochun’s cock in his hand. He stroked it slowly, swallowing Yoochun’s whimpers and then reveling in them as he moved his mouth down Yoochun’s neck. His collar bone jutted out, giving his whole upper body structure and Yunho licked along both sides and down to his nipples.
Jae was whimpering again.
Yoochun’s hands gripped Yunho’s shoulders when Yunho licked the glistening tip of Yoochun’s cock.
“Fuck, hyung, please, I’m … fuck.”
Yunho took Yoochun’s cock in his mouth and sucked. Yoochun curled up, using Yunho's body for support as he came almost instantly. Yunho swallowed and then teased his sensitive skin.
Yoochun laughed and tried to push him away.
Yunho looked down at Jae’s lust-filled eyes. Precome was dripping from his cock.
Yoochun smirked at him and then leaned down and licked around the tip of Jae’s cock. Jae more than likely was cursing at him. Yunho laughed and licked around the gag. “Patience, baby.”
Jae glared.
Yunho pulled Yoochun to him and kissed him again, hands roving on his body. He lowered Yoochun to the ground, and then said, “Tell me what you want, Yoochun. I can either fuck you or give Jaejoong his reward for getting an A.”
Yoochun swallowed, but said, “Fuck me.”
Jae whimpered and whined.
Yunho smiled. “Alright. You’re friends with and fuck Jaejoong, so I have to ask this since he’s the biggest cock whore that walks the face of the earth. Have you bottomed before?”
Yoochun laughed and then nodded. “Yeah … a guy at school, he likes to fuck me.”
Jae muttered something.
Yunho laughed and said, “Good. I don’t think I could do this if you were a virgin.”
Jae snorted.
“God, he’s still annoying even when he’s gagged. Torture him some more?”
“Fuck, yes.”
“Okay.” Yunho lifted Yoochun leg and set it over Jae’s body, and then leaned down and licked Yoochun’s opening once. They both groaned. Yunho smirked at Jaejoong. He grabbed the bag and pulled out the new bottle of lube from it. Jae was running low. He slicked up his fingers and set the bottle down. He slid his fingers up and down Yoochun’s body, watching Jae’s hungry eyes. Yoochun whimpered and squirmed, and then moaned when Yunho pressed in a finger. Yunho took his time, something he wasn’t allowed when with Jaejoong, because when Jaejoong wanted him, Jaejoong wanted him. Yoochun let him go slow, stretch him with two and then three fingers. By the time Yunho couldn’t handle it anymore, Yoochun was a shivering sweaty mess and Jaejoong kept trying to move closer.
“Now, the ultimate torture,” Yunho said. “I want you to suck on his cock while I fuck you.”
Yoochun whimpered. “God, yes.”
Jaejoong moaned and tugged roughly on the restraints on his arms. Yunho helped Yoochun to his knees. He straddled Jaejoong’s body. He had to bend awkwardly to get Jae’s cock in his mouth, but once it was there, he settled into an immediate rhythm of sucking. Jae cried out. Yoochun’s cock was just above his face, leaking precome onto his cheeks. Yunho spread Yoochun’s ass, and slowly pressed his cock into Yoochun’s body.
Yoochun moaned and pushed back. Yunho put a hand on his lower back to stop him, and Yoochun let him go slowly, in and out, over and over, shallow, until Yunho was nestled completely inside him.
“Don’t hold back, Yoochun,” Yunho whispered. “If you want to come, do it. Come all over Jae’s face.”
Jae whined, another pleading noise.
Yunho fucked Yoochun in a steady rhythm, not too fast or hard, because he had to last and he wasn’t seventeen anymore. Yoochun started shaking beneath him. Yunho slid a hand around his sweaty hip and stroked Yoochun’s cock. Yoochun cried out, mouth leaving Jae’s cock as his neck strained and his back arched. His cock pulsed and he came, hard, splattering Jae’s face.
Jae whimpered, trying to hump the air in his bindings. Yunho carefully lowered Yoochun to the floor on his back, lying over him to kiss his lips and calm his whimpers.
“You okay?”
Yoochun nodded. “You’re awesome.”
Yunho smiled. He cupped Yoochun’s cock and balls stroking. “Think you got one more round in you?” he asked.
Yoochun scoffed. “Fuck yes.”
“Good, because we are going to fuck Jaejoong.”
Jae shouted from behind the gag.
“We?”
“Yes, we. Think his ass can take it?”
“The day Jae’s ass can’t take something is the day hell freezes over.”
Yunho grinned. “Get your cock hard again, Chunnie. I’m going to go take his clothes off.”
Yoochun smirked. “Already hard, hyung.”
“Teenagers,” Yunho said with an eye roll. He crawled over to Jaejoong and took off the restraints at his legs. He pulled his pants and boxers off. “How about it Jaejoong? Wanna get double fucked?”
Yunho licked some of Yoochun’s come from his face.
Jae’s eyes rolled back with a whimper.
“You should really get rewarded for your A first, don’t you think?”
Another whimper, and Jae started fucking the air.
Yunho hauled Jae to his knees, and pushed his head to the carpet, so his ass was sticking up in the air. “Stay.” And then with a powerful swing, he spanked Jae’s ass. Jae cried out. Yunho gave him another and another. With every slap, Jae tried to thrust back into them. Yunho heard him gag more than once.
“He’s crazy,” Yoochun said, awe in his voice.
Yunho smiled and kept spanking, over and over until Jae’s ass was bright red and Jae was crying, whimpering, begging. Yunho spread his cheek and dragged a harsh fingernail down across his opening.
“Now, be a good boy and go straddle your best friend.”
Jae struggled to get to his knees, but when he did, he shuffled over to where Yoochun lay on the floor. Yoochun sat up a bit to help steady him, and Jae whimpered when hands finally touched his skin.
“You okay?” Yoochun whispered, but Yunho heard and watched for Jae’s answer. It must have been good, because Yoochun smiled and shook his head. “You’re absolutely crazy.”
Yunho lubed up his fingers again. He wrapped one arm around Jae’s upper body and then started prepping him. Not slowly, and with every twist of his fingers, Jae screamed or shouted or let out a muffled curse. Almost immediately, he stopped and then said, “Sit on Yoochun’s cock.”
Jae let out one shout and Yunho was sure he said, “Finally.”
Yunho slapped his ass hard, and Jae cried out. “Do it.”
Yoochun slid down a bit more, until Jae was straddling his hips, he held his cock up as Jae eagerly lowered his ass, slipping past his hole once and then pressing in the second time. Jae cried out and immediately started riding him, fast, whimpering. When Yunho stopped him by wrapping his arm around his body, Jae whimpered something that sounded like, “Fuck you.”
Yunho bit at his shoulder, through his school shirt. Jae groaned and then shouted out as Yunho shoved two fingers into his hole along with Yoochun’s cock. Yoochun moaned too and thrust up while Jaejoong tried to press down.
“Not yet, baby.” Yunho said and added a third finger. It was a bit disconcerting to him that he didn’t care if he hurt Jaejoong. Jaejoong was going to love it anyway. He leaned Jae forward, holding him up by the restraints around his elbows. Jae whimpered again.
Yunho unlatched the gag. Jae whined, licking his lips and then said, “Fuck me, god, fuck me, please, fuck me.”
Yunho slid his cock up and down Yoochun’s. Yoochun moaned and said, “Fuck him, hurry, fuck him.”
“Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”
Yunho pushed, eyes shutting at the tight fit. Jae threw his head back and screamed. He tried to lower his lips.
“Yoochun, move,” Yunho said, words tight, biting through his clenched jaw. It was a bit too tight, but he held steady while Yoochun started fucking Jaejoong again. Jae cried out, over and over with each thrust of Yoochun’s cock.
“Come, please, let me come, please. Please, please,” Jae whimpered.
“Soon, baby,” Yunho replied. He pushed in a bit farther, pulling another strangled scream from Jae’s throat. It was agonizing, the scrape between Jae’s body and Yoochun’s cock, but they settled into a rhythm, switching places, sometimes trying to push in at the same time, but never leaving him empty, filling him up again and again. Sweat gathered on their skin and plastered Jae’s school shirt to his back.
“Hyung, I’m …” Yoochun’s eyes squeezed shut and he sped up, moaning, jerking. Yunho stopped, waiting until Yoochun came with a cry. His come slipping out of Jae’s hole and down their cocks. Yunho sped up, holding the now incoherent, weak Jaejoong up.
“Hold him, Yoochun,” Yunho whispered.
Yoochun put his hands on Jae’s shoulders and held him while Yunho put one arm around his body, shifting him. Yoochun’s cock was softening, but it was still inside Jae as Yunho fucked him harder.
“Take that cock ring off,” Yunho said.
“Please, off, please,” Jae said, voice desperate.
Yoochun stroked Jae’s cock a few times. “Do I have to?” he said with a pout. “I like watching him broken.”
Yunho laughed and he bit Jae’s neck. “Yoochun doesn’t want you to come. Do you want me to make him let you?”
“Please, fuck. Please.”
Yoochun sighed. “Fine, but …” He very carefully moved out from under Jae’s body, slipping out of him. Jae whimpered in disappointment. Yunho tightened his hold, sat back on his legs. It was a bit awkward because of Jae’s bound arms, but that kept him at an angle and Yunho was able to pump his cock deep and hard into Jae’s worn out hole.
Yoochun went to his hands and knees. He licked the tip of Jae’s cock, his finger traced the ring, over and over again.
“Fuck, Chunnie, fuck, do it,” Jae shouted. “Fucker, just … fuck., please. God, ple-ea-ease.”
Yoochun smirked and sucked a few inches into his mouth before letting it fall free from his mouth and he went back to licking. He did it over and over.
“Yoochun,” Yunho said, voice strained with warning. He was so fucking close.
Yoochun nodded. He took Jae’s cock deep in his throat and then released the ring.
Jae screamed, entire body spasming, clenching tightening. Yunho’s eyes shut tight and he moaned. His hands clutched at Jae’s body, leaving fingerprints, and he came, almost biting through his lip as pleasure stampeded through his body and to his finger tips, exploding into Jae’s body.
Yunho let go of Jae, and he fell weakly into Yoochun’s arms. Yunho slipped out of him, and Yunho watched as come flowed from his stretched hole.
“God, that was … fuck,” Jae said and kissed Yoochun.
Yunho smiled and checked the time. Almost nine. “You two go get cleaned up.”
Jae pouted. “You’re not going to participate in the post-coital cuddling?”
Yunho shook his head. “Next time you want cuddling afterwards, tell me and I’ll add it to the agenda. We don’t have time for it now.”
Jae laughed. He pushed up from Yoochun, arms shaking, and then turned to hook his arms around Yunho’s neck. He kissed him, softly, the first real, soft kiss Jae had given him. “You’ll cuddle with us next week, won’t you? While we’re at the beach?”
Yunho smiled, and with his cheek pressed Jae’s, he said, “Just try and stop me.”
Part 4: all the way to the beach
Part 2: She gave me a B plus.
Part 1: This is not a good idea.
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Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd discipline Jaejoong ... hard, and rough, and over and over again.
Summary: Jaejoong has been sent to yet another foster house. Yunho is barely old enough to be his father. But what Jaejoong wants, Jaejoong gets.
Warnings: light bondage, underage sex (Jaejoong is 16, Yunho is 38)
A/N: THIS IS THE LAST TIME THAT I CHANGE THE CHAPTERS OF THIS FIC! It will only be 4 parts. :)
A/N: this fic is for MY JULES!!!! julili I LOVE YOU MY DARLING!!!!!!
Yunho double checked his wife's calendar. Soonli had a very important business trip in two weeks, and then a long weekend the next. It was that weekend he was supposed to schedule their mini-beach vacation. He put the wrong dates in the planner on his phone, and then started searching for private beach bungalows.
Two days later, he proudly sat the confirmation of his reservation for three people in front of Soonli, the words non-refundable and non-exchangeable prominent at the top.
"Ooh, this is for our vacation?" she said.
“Yep, in ten days we will be on the beach, laying in the sun, soaking-"
"Ten days?"
"Yeah. Three days of-"
"Yunho, I'm going to be in Tokyo in ten days."
"What?"
She pointed at the calendar.
Yunho pretended to be shocked and then pulled out his phone. "Fuck, I'm sorry, I put it in wrong in my phone."
"The old man is going senile," Jae said, voice sing-song.
Soonli shot the kid a look, and then read over the paper again. She sighed.
"Come on, love," Yunho said, "I'm sorry. That weekend we'll do something, just the two of us, okay?"
She put the paper down and Yunho held her, a tiny bit of guilt rising in him. Okay, so a whole lot of guilt, but as Jaejoong rose from the table, sweat pants barely clinging to his hip bones, Yunho knew he wouldn't change his mind.
"Hey," Jae said, "this reservation is for three people."
"And?"
"Well, since Soonli can't go, can Yoochun come?"
Yunho scowled, and then Soonli sighed. "I don't see why not. I'll go call his parents."
"Sweet! God, Chunnie is going to love it, and he needs it. Bastard is too pale. Needs to get out in the sun."
Yunho waited until Soonli had gone upstairs and then pinned Jaejoong to the kitchen counter. "What the fuck?" he demanded, and shivered when Jae's hands landed on his hips, and then slid around to grab his ass. "I am willing to throw my life away, my marriage, my job, my reputation for you but damn it, Jaejoong, not for your friends and whatever you have planned."
Jae smiled, kissed him. Yunho yanked away, but Jae leaned up and licked his upper lip. "He thinks you're hot."
"I don't care, Jaejoong. No."
Jae pouted.
"No."
"You've never said no to me before."
"I'm saying no now. It's not worth it."
"Whatever," Jae said. He pushed Yunho away and left the kitchen.
Yunho gripped the counter and fumed. Fuck, he was going to lose everything because of this kid. Everything. He wondered if he could think of a plausible excuse to send him back into foster care. But with Jae going to school and getting good grades, saying, "Oh, I'm fucking him," just wasn't an option.
Soonli came in and stared at him. "You alright?"
"Yeah, just mad because I ruined our trip."
She smiled. "It's alright. We'll go the next week. Yoochun's parents are only letting him go because you'll be there. They don't like Jaejoong much. But I told them how much his grades are improving and how he's better behaved, and they relented."
Yunho scoffed.
"He is."
"I know." Yunho hugged her tightly. It was him that was being the naughty boy.
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A week later, Jaejoong brought home his first A. He danced around the kitchen, shoving the history test into Yunho's face. He actually let Soonli hug him.
Yunho took the paper and made a show of carefully inspecting it. “I’m not sure this is real. It looks like it was an F and then you-”
"Fuck you. Put it on the fridge," Jae demanded.
Yunho laughed.
"Fuck off," Jae snapped and snatched it from Yunho's hands. “I’ve never had anything worth putting on the fridge, so I want it up there.” He hung it on the fridge with Soonli's Hello Kitty magnets.
"Congratulations," Soonli said.
"Can we have Japanese food again?"
"Sure, let's all go out."
"Sweet! Can Yoochun come?"
"Sure, go call him."
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Jae shouts faded as he ran upstairs and Yunho swallowed, remembering the way Jae had shouted that word the night before while Yunho pounded into him from behind. Fuck.
"I swear I love that kid more and more everyday," Soonli said.
Yunho nodded. “He’s a good kid.”
They went to a nice, expensive sushi restaurant. Yoochun was nervous, never quite able to meet Yunho's eyes, and his cheeks went bright red when Soonli started asking about the beach vacation the next week.
“I’m excited,” is all he managed to say about it, and that was quiet, a whisper and another quick glance at Yunho.
Yunho swallowed.
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The next day Yunho sent Jae a text.
+make sure you are home when I get there, and talk Yoochun into being there too+
Jae sent back a smiling face.
Yunho stopped off to buy a few things and then headed home. He was surprisingly calm for what he was planning. Soonli called at about five thirty and said she'd be home around ten, asking Yunho again if he wanted to come to the business dinner with her. But Yunho used the same excuse he always did (he hated her boss) and hung up just as he turned on his street.
He took the bag from the passenger seat, pulled everything out of its packaging and then put them back in the bag.
Jae and Yoochun were making out on the couch. Yunho watched them for awhile, a tiny bit of possessive jealousy scurrying through him, as their tongues twisted and Yoochun’s hands gripped Jaejoong’s ass. He slammed the door.
They both jumped and Yoochun tried to get away, but Jae held on to his school jacket. "Hi Yunho," Jae said with a grin and licked his lips.
Yunho took off his suit jacket and tie, and unbuttoned his dress shirt.
"Let him go," Yunho said.
Jae did, and Yoochun sat up.
"So, hyung-"
"Shut up, Jae." Yunho dropped the bag on the coffee table. He pondered Yoochun for a moment.
The kid was definitely attractive, but quiet, scared, nervous. Yunho put his hands on the couch on either side of the kid’s head. "I want a guarantee, Yoochun. A promise that you're not going to tell a single person-"
Jae scoffed. "Come on, Yunnie."
"I told you to shut up."
"But he's my best friend," Jae said.
Yunho turned around and dug in the bag as Jae kept talking.
"He knows everything already and-"
Jae's words were muffled as Yunho gripped his hair with one hand and forced a gag into his mouth with the other. Jae scowled at him.
"Shut up," Yunho said again as he tightened the gag. He turned back to Yoochun.
He looked at Jae, swallowing nervously. "I promised Jaejoong," he said, "but I-I'm not kinky like that. I-I only-"
"Just promise me," Yunho said.
Jae tugged on Yunho's arm. Yunho growled and with a quick twist of his body, wrenched Jae’s arm behind his back and slammed him to the floor, a knee in his back. Jae cried out around the gag.
"Yoochun, there are restraints in that bag. Hand them to me."
The kid did with shaking hands. Yunho bound Jae's arms at his elbows, and then again at his ankles.
Jae glared at him.
"Don't look at me like that. You fucking love it."
His eyes glinted.
The last thing Yunho took from the bag, but not the last thing in it, was a cock ring. He ripped open Jae's pants and snapped it on the base of his already hard cock. Jae whimpered.
Yunho smirked and bent down and licked up the length of his cock once. "Now be a good boy and stay there and be quiet." He went back to Yoochun on the couch. "Why are you so nervous?" Yunho asked him.
Yoochun swallowed and looked at the bound and gagged Jaejoong.
Yunho laughed. "You don't like that, we won't do that. Jae is crazy."
Yoochun smiled a bit and nodded. "Yeah."
"So?"
"I don't want you to get in trouble," he whispered.
"Really?" He nodded, and his gaze flicked up to Yunho's briefly.
“Wow. Jae doesn’t give a shit about that.”
Jae shouted something, denial in his voice.
"I-you... you're really hot, Yunho-shi, but you could go to jail."
Jae made a noise of disbelief from around the gag.
"I could go to jail, but only if someone finds out. Are you going to tell?"
His eyes went wide. "No, Yunho-shi. I- I told Jaejoong I wouldn't and he's my greatest friend even when he's being a bastard."
"He can be a bastard, can't he?"
Yoochun nodded. "And manipulative and inconsiderate and-"
Jae shouted at them from behind the gag.
"Well I say, to get him back for all the stuff he's done, that we leave him like that and make out in front of him."
Yoochun grinned. "Okay."
Yunho leaned forward and pressed their lips together. Yoochun’s lips were different than Jaejoong’s, a bit chapped, rough around the edges, but that’s not what made the kiss different.
The difference was that Yoochun was nervous and didn’t try to shove his tongue into Yunho’s mouth right away. He tasted like Jaejoong’s lemon lip gloss.
Yunho settled on the couch next to him, never breaking the kiss. He tangled his fingers in Yoochun’s long hair. Yoochun whimpered a bit, shaking, but when Yunho swiped his tongue along his lower lip, Yoochun eagerly added his tongue to the kiss. It took a few more minutes before Yunho was able to slowly lower them to the couch, but again, Yoochun eagerly followed him down, crawling over him to keep their lips pressed together.
Yunho unbuttoned his school shirt while Yoochun shrugged out of his jacket.
Jae was whimpering below them.
Yoochun giggled. “I love him, but he talks too much, so I love him more now.”
Yunho laughed. Their kiss continued as more clothes were removed. Yoochun was so nervous that it was cute. When he tried to cover himself up, Yunho took his hands and then stared at him. He was muscular, but more lean where Jaejoong was defined. He traced a hand up Yoochun side, across his stomach and down his hip. Yoochun shivered, and his cock jumped. A bead of precome leaked from the tip of his cock. Yunho swiped his finger over it and then put the finger in his mouth. He moaned.
“I’m … Yunho, I’m not … fuck.”
Yunho smiled up at him and then pushed him back. “Let’s go torture your best friend.”
Yoochun swallowed and then nodded. He climbed off the couch. Yunho followed, stripping himself completely of clothes.
Yoochun licked his lips. “God, you’re gorgeous.”
“For an old man,” Yunho said and looked at Jaejoong.
Jae laughed and winked at him.
“Here, Yoochun. Either kneel or sit right here.” Yunho pointed to a spot right next to Jaejoong’s head. Yoochun kneeled. Yunho kneeled in front of him and they both shivered when their cocks touched. Yunho kissed him again and lightly took Yoochun’s cock in his hand. He stroked it slowly, swallowing Yoochun’s whimpers and then reveling in them as he moved his mouth down Yoochun’s neck. His collar bone jutted out, giving his whole upper body structure and Yunho licked along both sides and down to his nipples.
Jae was whimpering again.
Yoochun’s hands gripped Yunho’s shoulders when Yunho licked the glistening tip of Yoochun’s cock.
“Fuck, hyung, please, I’m … fuck.”
Yunho took Yoochun’s cock in his mouth and sucked. Yoochun curled up, using Yunho's body for support as he came almost instantly. Yunho swallowed and then teased his sensitive skin.
Yoochun laughed and tried to push him away.
Yunho looked down at Jae’s lust-filled eyes. Precome was dripping from his cock.
Yoochun smirked at him and then leaned down and licked around the tip of Jae’s cock. Jae more than likely was cursing at him. Yunho laughed and licked around the gag. “Patience, baby.”
Jae glared.
Yunho pulled Yoochun to him and kissed him again, hands roving on his body. He lowered Yoochun to the ground, and then said, “Tell me what you want, Yoochun. I can either fuck you or give Jaejoong his reward for getting an A.”
Yoochun swallowed, but said, “Fuck me.”
Jae whimpered and whined.
Yunho smiled. “Alright. You’re friends with and fuck Jaejoong, so I have to ask this since he’s the biggest cock whore that walks the face of the earth. Have you bottomed before?”
Yoochun laughed and then nodded. “Yeah … a guy at school, he likes to fuck me.”
Jae muttered something.
Yunho laughed and said, “Good. I don’t think I could do this if you were a virgin.”
Jae snorted.
“God, he’s still annoying even when he’s gagged. Torture him some more?”
“Fuck, yes.”
“Okay.” Yunho lifted Yoochun leg and set it over Jae’s body, and then leaned down and licked Yoochun’s opening once. They both groaned. Yunho smirked at Jaejoong. He grabbed the bag and pulled out the new bottle of lube from it. Jae was running low. He slicked up his fingers and set the bottle down. He slid his fingers up and down Yoochun’s body, watching Jae’s hungry eyes. Yoochun whimpered and squirmed, and then moaned when Yunho pressed in a finger. Yunho took his time, something he wasn’t allowed when with Jaejoong, because when Jaejoong wanted him, Jaejoong wanted him. Yoochun let him go slow, stretch him with two and then three fingers. By the time Yunho couldn’t handle it anymore, Yoochun was a shivering sweaty mess and Jaejoong kept trying to move closer.
“Now, the ultimate torture,” Yunho said. “I want you to suck on his cock while I fuck you.”
Yoochun whimpered. “God, yes.”
Jaejoong moaned and tugged roughly on the restraints on his arms. Yunho helped Yoochun to his knees. He straddled Jaejoong’s body. He had to bend awkwardly to get Jae’s cock in his mouth, but once it was there, he settled into an immediate rhythm of sucking. Jae cried out. Yoochun’s cock was just above his face, leaking precome onto his cheeks. Yunho spread Yoochun’s ass, and slowly pressed his cock into Yoochun’s body.
Yoochun moaned and pushed back. Yunho put a hand on his lower back to stop him, and Yoochun let him go slowly, in and out, over and over, shallow, until Yunho was nestled completely inside him.
“Don’t hold back, Yoochun,” Yunho whispered. “If you want to come, do it. Come all over Jae’s face.”
Jae whined, another pleading noise.
Yunho fucked Yoochun in a steady rhythm, not too fast or hard, because he had to last and he wasn’t seventeen anymore. Yoochun started shaking beneath him. Yunho slid a hand around his sweaty hip and stroked Yoochun’s cock. Yoochun cried out, mouth leaving Jae’s cock as his neck strained and his back arched. His cock pulsed and he came, hard, splattering Jae’s face.
Jae whimpered, trying to hump the air in his bindings. Yunho carefully lowered Yoochun to the floor on his back, lying over him to kiss his lips and calm his whimpers.
“You okay?”
Yoochun nodded. “You’re awesome.”
Yunho smiled. He cupped Yoochun’s cock and balls stroking. “Think you got one more round in you?” he asked.
Yoochun scoffed. “Fuck yes.”
“Good, because we are going to fuck Jaejoong.”
Jae shouted from behind the gag.
“We?”
“Yes, we. Think his ass can take it?”
“The day Jae’s ass can’t take something is the day hell freezes over.”
Yunho grinned. “Get your cock hard again, Chunnie. I’m going to go take his clothes off.”
Yoochun smirked. “Already hard, hyung.”
“Teenagers,” Yunho said with an eye roll. He crawled over to Jaejoong and took off the restraints at his legs. He pulled his pants and boxers off. “How about it Jaejoong? Wanna get double fucked?”
Yunho licked some of Yoochun’s come from his face.
Jae’s eyes rolled back with a whimper.
“You should really get rewarded for your A first, don’t you think?”
Another whimper, and Jae started fucking the air.
Yunho hauled Jae to his knees, and pushed his head to the carpet, so his ass was sticking up in the air. “Stay.” And then with a powerful swing, he spanked Jae’s ass. Jae cried out. Yunho gave him another and another. With every slap, Jae tried to thrust back into them. Yunho heard him gag more than once.
“He’s crazy,” Yoochun said, awe in his voice.
Yunho smiled and kept spanking, over and over until Jae’s ass was bright red and Jae was crying, whimpering, begging. Yunho spread his cheek and dragged a harsh fingernail down across his opening.
“Now, be a good boy and go straddle your best friend.”
Jae struggled to get to his knees, but when he did, he shuffled over to where Yoochun lay on the floor. Yoochun sat up a bit to help steady him, and Jae whimpered when hands finally touched his skin.
“You okay?” Yoochun whispered, but Yunho heard and watched for Jae’s answer. It must have been good, because Yoochun smiled and shook his head. “You’re absolutely crazy.”
Yunho lubed up his fingers again. He wrapped one arm around Jae’s upper body and then started prepping him. Not slowly, and with every twist of his fingers, Jae screamed or shouted or let out a muffled curse. Almost immediately, he stopped and then said, “Sit on Yoochun’s cock.”
Jae let out one shout and Yunho was sure he said, “Finally.”
Yunho slapped his ass hard, and Jae cried out. “Do it.”
Yoochun slid down a bit more, until Jae was straddling his hips, he held his cock up as Jae eagerly lowered his ass, slipping past his hole once and then pressing in the second time. Jae cried out and immediately started riding him, fast, whimpering. When Yunho stopped him by wrapping his arm around his body, Jae whimpered something that sounded like, “Fuck you.”
Yunho bit at his shoulder, through his school shirt. Jae groaned and then shouted out as Yunho shoved two fingers into his hole along with Yoochun’s cock. Yoochun moaned too and thrust up while Jaejoong tried to press down.
“Not yet, baby.” Yunho said and added a third finger. It was a bit disconcerting to him that he didn’t care if he hurt Jaejoong. Jaejoong was going to love it anyway. He leaned Jae forward, holding him up by the restraints around his elbows. Jae whimpered again.
Yunho unlatched the gag. Jae whined, licking his lips and then said, “Fuck me, god, fuck me, please, fuck me.”
Yunho slid his cock up and down Yoochun’s. Yoochun moaned and said, “Fuck him, hurry, fuck him.”
“Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”
Yunho pushed, eyes shutting at the tight fit. Jae threw his head back and screamed. He tried to lower his lips.
“Yoochun, move,” Yunho said, words tight, biting through his clenched jaw. It was a bit too tight, but he held steady while Yoochun started fucking Jaejoong again. Jae cried out, over and over with each thrust of Yoochun’s cock.
“Come, please, let me come, please. Please, please,” Jae whimpered.
“Soon, baby,” Yunho replied. He pushed in a bit farther, pulling another strangled scream from Jae’s throat. It was agonizing, the scrape between Jae’s body and Yoochun’s cock, but they settled into a rhythm, switching places, sometimes trying to push in at the same time, but never leaving him empty, filling him up again and again. Sweat gathered on their skin and plastered Jae’s school shirt to his back.
“Hyung, I’m …” Yoochun’s eyes squeezed shut and he sped up, moaning, jerking. Yunho stopped, waiting until Yoochun came with a cry. His come slipping out of Jae’s hole and down their cocks. Yunho sped up, holding the now incoherent, weak Jaejoong up.
“Hold him, Yoochun,” Yunho whispered.
Yoochun put his hands on Jae’s shoulders and held him while Yunho put one arm around his body, shifting him. Yoochun’s cock was softening, but it was still inside Jae as Yunho fucked him harder.
“Take that cock ring off,” Yunho said.
“Please, off, please,” Jae said, voice desperate.
Yoochun stroked Jae’s cock a few times. “Do I have to?” he said with a pout. “I like watching him broken.”
Yunho laughed and he bit Jae’s neck. “Yoochun doesn’t want you to come. Do you want me to make him let you?”
“Please, fuck. Please.”
Yoochun sighed. “Fine, but …” He very carefully moved out from under Jae’s body, slipping out of him. Jae whimpered in disappointment. Yunho tightened his hold, sat back on his legs. It was a bit awkward because of Jae’s bound arms, but that kept him at an angle and Yunho was able to pump his cock deep and hard into Jae’s worn out hole.
Yoochun went to his hands and knees. He licked the tip of Jae’s cock, his finger traced the ring, over and over again.
“Fuck, Chunnie, fuck, do it,” Jae shouted. “Fucker, just … fuck., please. God, ple-ea-ease.”
Yoochun smirked and sucked a few inches into his mouth before letting it fall free from his mouth and he went back to licking. He did it over and over.
“Yoochun,” Yunho said, voice strained with warning. He was so fucking close.
Yoochun nodded. He took Jae’s cock deep in his throat and then released the ring.
Jae screamed, entire body spasming, clenching tightening. Yunho’s eyes shut tight and he moaned. His hands clutched at Jae’s body, leaving fingerprints, and he came, almost biting through his lip as pleasure stampeded through his body and to his finger tips, exploding into Jae’s body.
Yunho let go of Jae, and he fell weakly into Yoochun’s arms. Yunho slipped out of him, and Yunho watched as come flowed from his stretched hole.
“God, that was … fuck,” Jae said and kissed Yoochun.
Yunho smiled and checked the time. Almost nine. “You two go get cleaned up.”
Jae pouted. “You’re not going to participate in the post-coital cuddling?”
Yunho shook his head. “Next time you want cuddling afterwards, tell me and I’ll add it to the agenda. We don’t have time for it now.”
Jae laughed. He pushed up from Yoochun, arms shaking, and then turned to hook his arms around Yunho’s neck. He kissed him, softly, the first real, soft kiss Jae had given him. “You’ll cuddle with us next week, won’t you? While we’re at the beach?”
Yunho smiled, and with his cheek pressed Jae’s, he said, “Just try and stop me.”
Part 4: all the way to the beach
Part 2: She gave me a B plus.
Part 1: This is not a good idea.
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