Straight as a Broken Arrow 2/2
Title: Straight as a Broken Arrow
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong (implied Yoochun/Jaejoong and BFFery)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine to play with, excpet in my dreams (which is where this story came from)
Summary: Jae is pretty and horny. Yunho is handsome and horny. And straight ... well, sort of. Really, just an excuse to write YunJae porn.
A/N: This is for all the hardcore fans of YunJae who I can't seem to please with my chaptered fics. *giggles* And it was getting too long for a one shot, so now it's a two shot. ♥♥♥
Inspiration for this fic:
Yunho couldn’t breathe, and after a blowjob like that, who really needed to?
He felt the couch shift, and then hands landed next to his head. Lips pressed against his.
“You alright?”
“Fabulous,” Yunho said.
Jae chuckled. “I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”
“Jae-baby, I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.”
“Just how I like it. Give me five minutes, max.”
And the heat of Jae’s body moved away.
Yunho pried his eyes open and was met with the sight of Jae shimmying out of his jeans. Scrolls of black ink decorated his shoulders, forming treble clefs on each shoulder blade. The word “Soul” was written in old English scripts between them. Yunho followed the curve of muscles down his back and to his pale ass. His body was free of hair.
Yunho made a noise and Jae turned. He blushed and bit his lip. “What are you whimpering for?”
“You’re gorgeous.” He could already feel his cock stirring.
Jae smiled. “Take this time to rest, because I’m not easily satisfied. You’re going to be working really hard for the next few hours.”
Jae blew him a kiss and then disappeared down a hall. A door opened and shut.
Yunho put his hand behind his head and shut his eyes. His breath was finally stabilizing. God, that had been the best blowjob he’d ever gotten. Girls did not know their way around a cock, but Jae knew right where to lick and suck and the right amount of pressure during the moment.
Jae reappeared, beautifully naked. His cock was hard, in his hand, and he stroked it as he walked to the couch, stopping on the side. Yunho lifted his hand and replaced Jae’s hand with his own. Jae sighed, hands clenching at his side. Yunho had never touched another man’s cock before, his fingers wrapped around it, more curled than when he touched himself. The skin was soft, even if the cock wasn’t. He pressed the pad of his thumb to the tip, unsurprised when it came back covered with precome. Before he could think about what he was doing, he sat up enough to lean forward and licked the tip.
Jae’s hands grabbed his shoulders. “Fuck, Yunho.”
Yunho didn’t dare do more than lick around the head, but Jae didn’t seem to mind, swaying for a moment and then he pulled away.
“You sure you’re straight?” Jae asked, looking down at him with half-lidded eyes.
“Not anymore.”
Jae grinned. “Come shower with me.”
“What?”
“It’s been a long day, and I want a shower. Come and shower with me.”
“Okay.”
He took Jae’s hand and let the other pull him up. Their lips met in a hungry kiss.
“Before this night is over, I’m going to want your cock in my ass,” Jae said as he walked backwards. “Do you have a problem with that, because if you do, I’m going to kick you out and find a dildo and fuck myself with it?”
Yunho smiled as his hands cupped Jae’s ass. “I want to watch you do that.”
“Nope. No watching.”
Yunho finally found his hard surface and slammed Jae up against he wall in the hallway. “At all?” he whispered. “I can’t watch as I slide my cock inside you?”
Jae whimpered, hands pressed against Yunho’s chest. “God, this is too surreal,” Jae whispered. “You … you were straight two hours ago.”
“Jae, I have never ever been so eager to have sex in my life. I’ve never been so utterly pleasured from just a blowjob. If I had known that kissing and fucking a man would feel like this, I would have done it a long time ago.”
Jae shook and let Yunho kiss him. They staggered to the bathroom. Jae had already turned the shower on, and steam filled the bathroom. They parted only long enough for each to climb behind the curtain and then Jae was in his arms again, kissing under the shower spray for long minutes. Jae broke away from his lips. He snagged a loufa and body wash from the shelf behind him. He soaped it up. The smell of citrus invaded his nose, but it toned down, and it was really what Jae smelled like. Sweet, but almost spicy. Jae ran the loufa over Yunho’s shoulders. Their lips met in short kisses as Jae washed him, hands and nails scraping over his skin, down his back and ass, then to the front and over his erection.
Before he could do more, Yunho took it from him. He turned them around, so Jae was no longer in the spray and then did the same. Hands exploring the curves and dips of his muscles, flicking the nipple ring. Jae buried his face in Yunho’s shoulder, moaning, and then crying out when Yunho stroked his cock.
“Fuck,” he said, and thrust into Yunho’s hand.
Yunho growled, grabbed Jae’s hips and then slammed him up against the wall of the shower. He pressed their bodies together and frotted as their lips met again in deeper, more eager kisses. Pleasure coiled through Yunho, pleasure so raw and hot, that he felt like he could come again.
Jae pushed him away. “Not here, fuck, it’s sexy, but, I want you to fuck me in bed.”
“Sounds like a fabulous plan.”
They rinsed off quickly, and climbed out. Yunho dragged a towel over Jae’s body quickly, sloppy, and then his own. They kissed harshly as Jae walked backward toward the door. He hit the door jamb with a groan, and they stopped to kiss. Yunho’s hand found Jae’s cock again, stroking roughly and then fisting both of their cocks, sliding them together.
“Fuck,” Jae shouted and his head slammed into the wall behind him. He grabbed Yunho’s wrist and pushed him away. He dragged Yunho down the hall, and slammed open a door. He spun, pushed their bodies and lips together and walked backwards until they were at the bed. Jae broke away and sat down, legs spread and crawled up the bed. He propped up on one elbow and slowly stroked his cock.
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“Are you going to tell me I’m beautiful again?” Jae asked with a smirk.
“I was going to say fuckable, but beautiful works,” Yunho said.
Jae smiled. “You can’t fuck me if you don’t get on his bed.”
Yunho nodded. “True, but how long would it take you to come to me if I just stood here and stroked myself?”
Jae fake pouted. “Point. Now come on. I want that body over mine, right now.”
Yunho bowed. “Yes, sir.” He crawled onto the bed, over Jaejoong, hands and knees on either side of his body. He kissed the bend in Jae’s hip.
“Is there any hair on your body?” he asked, rolling Jae’s balls in his hands.
Jae moaned and smiled. “No. I was a stripper for about three months a long time ago and I got in the habit and I like it.”
“I like it,” Yunho said and licked around Jae’s cock, but never touching it. He moved his tongue to Jae’s belly button. He dragged his lower lip up to the pierced nipple and then flicked it with his tongue.
“Fuck.”
Yunho sucked it up into his mouth, twirling his tongue over the barbell. Jae continued to stroke his own cock. Yunho left the nipple and sucked up to his collar bone, and then his neck. As soon as their lips met, Yunho lowered his hips and thrust.
“Oh my god,” Jae whispered, head already light, his orgasm teasing.
“I know you want to get fucked, but you don’t mind if I play, do you?”
Jae had to swallow. A whimper escaped his throat, winding in their kiss. Yunho moved down the other side of Jae’s body, his neck and collarbone, the unpierced nipple. He left soft bites down Jae’s shivering abs. Yunho stopped Jae’s hand, and then wrapped his hand with Jae’s, meeting his eyes from between Jae’s legs. They stroked together, slowly, and then Yunho leaned forward, placing chaste kisses on Jae’s inner thighs. The touch of a tongue teased his balls.
Jae was so turned on, so hooked on this man already. Jae pulled his feet back, bending his knees.
“Lick me, god, please Yunho, lick me.”
Yunho licked his lips.
“Spread me open and lick me, please.”
Yunho ran his hands down Jae’s thighs, pressing until Jae lifted his legs, still bent at the knees. Yunho hesitated for a moment, which Jae knew he would, but then his tongue ran up the curve of one cheek.
“Fuck,” Jae shouted hand speeding on his cock. “More. Fuck, please.”
Yunho licked the other cheek, pulling another begging whimper from Jae’s throat. Yunho continued to tease. The pad of a finger touched Jae’s opening. Jae cried out, hips arching, as the pleasure in his body shot up a notch.
“Please, Yunnie, please. Please.”
Yunho nibbled on the curves of his ass and on his thighs. Jae continued to beg, thrashing his head back and forth. Firm hands spread him open and then the barest touch of a tongue landed on his hole.
“Fuck! Yunho, please!”
Yunho chuckled. He clenched his fingers, the bit of pain causing Jae to whimper. His hand was flying on his cock and his orgasm was just waiting for something to push him over.
Yunho licked him, ran the flat of his tongue over his entrance, up to his balls, and then back down. Again, and again.
“Fuck, fuck me, Yunho, please,” Jae said, “tongue fuck me, god, damn. Fuck.”
It was slow, the press of Yunho’s tongue into his hole, but where others may have stopped, pulled out and done it again, Yunho stayed there. It was the tentative touch of a finger to Jae’s hole next to Yunho’s tongue that finally had Jae coming. The finger slipped in, almost completely as Jae screamed. His feet landed on the bed, dislodging Yunho, and he tried to thrust on that finger as he came all over his stomach.
“Fuck,” he said again as his mind clouded with pleasure.
Yunho continued to lick him, on his thighs and balls and hips. Without removing his finger, he kissed up Jae’s body. Jae watched through lidded eyes as Yunho licked up a dollop of come.
The next obscenity out of Jae’s mouth was muffled when Yunho kissed him.
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“So how am I doing?” Yunho asked between kisses.
“Good,” Jae said. “So good.”
“That’s all?”
“Yes. If you want to be better, you need to go to my nightstand and get a bottle of lube and then you need to fuck me.”
Yunho grinned. “Are you always this pushy?”
Jae growled and pressed their lips together again. “Only when I want something. Now go.”
Yunho sighed, made like he was going to move his finger and instead pressed a second one in.
Jae’s neck arched with a hiss. “Fucker. Go get lube.”
“Did I hurt you?” Yunho asked, worried.
Jae smiled.
“No, pabo, but I want that cock in me now.” Jae pushed him.
Yunho laughed. He slowly removed his fingers and then rolled over so he could reach the nightstand. There was more than just lube in that drawer, but Yunho didn’t linger to look. He opened the bottle and covered his fingers. He set the bottle on the bed, but Jae grabbed it and put the cap back on. “You want it to spill?”
Yunho winced. “Sorry. Bad habit. I don’t put lids on anything.”
Jae smiled. “Cute.” Jae grabbed the back of his knees and spread himself open. “Now fuck me.”
Yunho stared at his hole, glistening with spit. He licked his lips. The first finger slid in deep, all the way. Jae whimpered and said, “More. More. More.” After only a few pumps with the first finger, Yunho added a second.
Yunho wasn’t a stranger to prep. He’d fucked a fair share of girls in the ass, but this was different. Most girls did it because he wanted to, not because they liked it.
Jaejoong loved it. His hips rose and fell as Yunho spread him open with his fingers.
“One more?” Yunho whispered.
“Please, yes please.”
Yunho added a third finger. Jae’s body clenched around them.
“Oh, fuck!” Jae shouted. “Twist. Like that. Again. God, that, right … fuck.”
It took Yunho a moment to feel the slight difference where his fingers were caressing.
“Oh, god, that’s good, fuck me now, god, fuck me now. Please.”
Yunho continued to pump his fingers, he leaned over Jae’s body and kissed him. “I think I’ll stop now. Go find a girl to fuck.”
Jae whimpered. “Oh, god, that’s cruel, please please tell me you’re kidding. Fuck.”
Yunho tried to keep his face firm, but he chuckled. “Of course I’m kidding. Why would I want to go fuck a girl when I have a pretty enough substitute right here?”
“Oh, fuck you, you fucking-”
Yunho kissed him, and slammed his fingers into Jae’s body faster, deeper.
Jae whimpered.
Lips open, tongues barely touching, Yunho said, “I can’t wait to watch you come with my cock deep in your ass.”
Another needy whimper. “Please. Please.”
After a short kiss, Yunho sat up on his knees. He slowly removed his fingers, twisting out another moan from Jae. He took the cap off the lube and covered his hand and his cock with a generous amount.
“Hey Jae,” Yunho whispered.
Jae’s eyes opened.
Yunho smiled widely and made a show of recapping the lube.
Jae let out a noise of frustration. “Are you always this annoying?”
“Yes.”
Yunho stroked his own cock. Jae watched, eyes darkening. Yunho reached forward and pushed his fingers back into Jaejoong, still stroking himself.
“You’re going to feel so good,” Yunho said.
“Please,” Jae said with a whine. His back arched.
“You’re going to clench around me and fight against me until your body can’t help but submit.”
“Yunnie, please.”
Jae eyes were shut tight, his fingers leaving little half moons on his thighs.
Yunho pulled his fingers away. With a hand around the base of his cock, he pressed against Jae’s hole, holding there and then sliding it up and down his slick body. Yunho’s eyes crossed.
“Fuck!” Jae cried out. “Fuck! Please, Yunho, plea-ease!”
Yunho held his cock steady against Jae’s hole. It was already clenching, begging for the tip. Yunho pushed, his moan echoing Jaejoong’s scream as Jae’s body stretched to accommodate him. He pulled out and then pushed in again, slipping a bit deeper. It was so fucking tight.
“Oh, fuck, Yunho, fuck me.”
Jae let go of his thighs, his legs falling. Yunho’s cock slid even deeper. Jae wrapped his legs around Yunho’s waist, lifting his hips.
“Just do it. Do it. Do it. Fuck.”
Yunho spread his knees, grabbed Jae under his thighs and thrust forward. They both screamed.
“Oh god, more. Again, again.”
Yunho pulled out and pushed in, inching further into Jae’s body with every thrust. He paused when he couldn’t go any further, and their bodies were pressed together. Jae was whimpering, and Yunho just realized his fingernails were digging into Yunho’s hips.
“Move. Please. Yunho, move.”
Yunho stayed still. He ran his hands up and down Jae’s sides, over his stomach. He grabbed Jae’s cock with one hand and twisted the nipple piercing with the other. Yunho could get used to hearing Jaejoong cry and whimper and scream and moan. Hand still on Jae’s cock, but not moving, Yunho slowly moved in and out his body, shallow thrusts. He wanted to feel every bit of Jae’s body on his cock.
“Oh god, Yunho. It’s been so fucking long, fuck me, please.”
“Isn’t that what I’m doing?” Yunho said with a chuckle.
“We’re not on some summer vacation, fuck me like you mean it.”
Yunho dropped his upper body, arms on either side of Jaejoong’s head. Yunho’s hands tangled in his hair. Jae whimpered and readjusted, lifting his ass. Yunho thrust a bit faster.
“You feel so good, Jae,” Yunho said. “I don’t want to speed up because I don’t think I can take the feel of your body holding me so tightly. It’s too much. You’re too fucking sexy.”
“Please,” Jae said. His tongue swiped along his lower lip.
Yunho moaned and sucked Jae’s tongue into his mouth for a moment. They kissed, violent compared to the slow thrusts. Jae’s hands and therefore fingernails moved to Yunho’s shoulders, digging as he continued to beg through the kiss. Yunho broke away from Jae’s mouth and moaned. He sped up, making longer thrusts. His lips landed on Jae’s shoulder and he bit and licked around it and on his collarbone.
“Oh my god, oh my fucking god,” Jae whimpered. “faster, please. Oh please.”
Yunho decided that for now, faster was a good idea. He put his weight on his arms. With his cock buried deep, he adjusted his knees.
“I hope you know what you’re begging for,” Yunho said, and then fucked Jae like he meant it. Hard and fast, bodies slamming together. Jae moaned or cried out or cursed or whimpered continuously. Sweat dripped down their bodies and matted their hair to their heads. Jae stroked his own cock, fast in time with Yunho’s thrusts.
“God, fuck. More. More please. More.”
Yunho lowered his head and pulled the piercing into his mouth, biting down and twisting it around his mouth.
“Fuck, god, FUCK! Fuck! Yunho! Yun-ho!”
Jae’s body jerked, mouth open as a guttural moan was ripped from his throat. Come splattered on Yunho’s chest and dripped onto Jae’s body.
He slowed despite Jaejoong’s whimper. Yunho’s arms and legs ached, muscles stiff.
“No, not, done.” He was breathing so hard. “More. Just … more.”
Yunho chuckled. “Trust me. I am not done with you. I want you to ride me.”
Jae’s eyes went wide. “That is a fantastic idea.”
Yunho carefully pulled out of Jae’s body and they both groaned, and then eager, shaking hands pushed him to his back. Jae straddled his lap. He stroked Yunho’s cock a couple times, making Yunho jerk from the sensation.
“I thought you wanted to fuck,” Yunho said, fucking Jae’s hand.
“Admiring for a moment.” Jae held his cock still and sat slowly, impaling himself. Yunho’s eyes shut with a moan. Jae stopped, adjusted, lifted up and pushed down, until he was sitting in Yunho’s lap. The come from his orgasm dripped down his stomach.
A few strokes of his hand and Jae’s cock was hard again. He moaned and started moving, rocking his hips. Yunho spread his legs and propped up on his elbows.
“Ride me,” he said. “Ride me hard.”
Jae moaned and nodded. With his tongue peeking between his lips, he lifted himself up and down Yunho’s cock. His hands landed on Yunho’s chest, gripping as he moaned. Yunho adjusted his legs and thrust up as Jae pushed down, pulling more screams and whimpers from the gorgeous blond. Yunho reached forward and wrapped a hand around Jae’s cock.
“Fuck!”
Jae sped up, Yunho didn’t think it was possible but Jae rode him faster, bouncing in his lap, head back, mouth open, whimpering.
“Yunho, Yunho.”
“What, baby?”
“I … fuck, I-” Jae fell forward, still trying to move.
“Too much?” Yunho asked.
“No. Just … can’t … please, fuck me. Please.”
Yunho kissed him, whisper soft over his cheek and down his neck. “I want to watch myself in your body,” he said and he slowly pulled out.
Jae whined as Yunho moved out from underneath him. And he stayed put, ass in the air, face pressed to the bed. Yunho kneeled behind him. He gripped Jae’s ass, spreading, massaging. Jae’s hole was red and clenching.
“Please,” Jae said, voice rough from the screaming. “Please.”
Yunho looked away from his hole and met his eyes, tired and sated and so full of lust still that it made Yunho’s cock twitch. His skin was red, his hair wet with sweat. He ran a soothing hand over Jae’s sweaty back and then with the other, he aligned his cock with Jae’s hole and slowly pressed in. Yunho watched himself disappear, Jae’s body still stretching to let him in. He dug his fingers into Jae’s ass again and thrust all the way, before pulling out slowly. He did it again, pulling a cry from Jae’s mouth, and a moan from his at the slow retreat. Over and over, slow. Yunho’s orgasm teased through him as he watched himself fuck Jae’s tiny ass.
Jae thrust back on his cock, begging with noises having lost the sense to make words long ago.
Yunho whispered a reassurance at him and then with a firm grasp of Jae’s hips, he fucked him hard again, pulling their bodies together to add a loud smack between Jae’s cries and his moans. Jae was in no condition to stroke himself off, so Yunho reached around him and did it for him, stroking erratically while he fucked him harder.
“Jae, fuck, Jaejoong.” And Yunho let go of Jae’s cock. He wrapped an arm around Jae’s chest and pulled him up, so they were flush. He held Jae where he wanted and then thrust his hips up, yanking Jaejoong down. He licked at the tattoo on Jae’s shoulder. His moans blended with Jae’s and his orgasm ripped through him, and he pumped himself dry in Jae’s body.
He sat back on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Jae whimpered and it took a moment to realize that Jae was jerking himself off. Yunho stalled Jae’s hand and despite his weak protest, Yunho stroked him instead. Jae sagged against him, laying his head on Yunho’s shoulder. Yunho pumped him fast, jerking his hips so his cock moved into Jae’s body.
“You’re beautiful, Jae,” Yunho whispered and kissed his neck and his cheek. “God, this was fantastic, seriously the best sex of my life. If you’ll let me, I’m going to develop a nightly habit of coming in your ass. Do you want that, Jae? Do you want me to slam my cock into your body every night?
Jae whimpered, turning his head. Their lips met in a kiss. Jae’s body shook, he bit down on Yunho’s lower lip as a harsh, low scream tore from him. Yunho twisted his hand, and with an agonizing cry, Jaejoong came over his hand, his stomach and the bed. His body tightened around Yunho’s cock.
Jae went boneless, breathing deep.
Yunho carefully lowered him to the bed, wincing when he slid out of Jae’s body, even though Jae protested and tried to tighten himself up to keep Yunho there.
Yunho snuggled next to him and Jae buried himself in Yunho’s chest. Exhaustion overcame them quickly.
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Yunho woke up utterly sated and completely sore. It was a lazy sort of wakening, while one moment he was warm in his dreams and the next he was warm in a bed, another body pressed flush against his.
He shifted to get his arm out from under Jae’s body. His fingers tingled as the blood rushed back to them.
Jae murmured something, but he didn’t wake up.
A throat cleared in the doorway.
Yunho quickly looked over.
Park Yoochun leaned against the door frame. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.”
“Do you know why you two are in my bed instead of Jaejoong’s?”
Yunho’s eyes went wide. “Your … sorry. I just followed Jaejoong.”
Jaejoong muttered something else and buried deeper into Yunho’s chest.
Yoochun grinned. “His is probably covered in clothes. My name is Yoochun, by the way. Roommate to that clingy, naked thing that is awake, but just doesn’t want to move.”
“Fuck you,” Jae said.
“And you are?” Yoochun said.
“Jung Yunho.”
“You look familiar.”
“I’m at the Ivory Keys almost every Wednesday night. I love watching you play.”
“Ah, yeah. I knew I knew you from somewhere. Where’d you meet Jaejoong?”
“The Purple Line. I went to drink my worries away and found an angel of sex instead.”
“Do you make a habit of going to straight bars?”
Yunho smiled down at Jaejoong in his arms. “Well, considering the fact that I was straight yesterday, yes. I do.”
“What?”
“I’d never been with a man before,” Yunho said with a shrug. “Jaejoong showed me what I was missing.”
“You’re going to be missing your balls if you keep talking,” Jae said, voice raspy and scratchy. “I need more sleep.”
“How late were you two up?”
Yunho shrugged. “I don’t know. Until we passed out.”
“Till we couldn’t fuck anymore,” Jaejoong said.
“So you let Yunho know how demanding you are first thing? That’s good.”
“I’m not demanding,” Jae said. “Go get me a cigarette.”
Yoochun chuckled and tossed a pack of cigarettes on the bed.
Yunho kissed Jae’s forehead. “I’m going to go use the bathroom and call my secretary and find out what meetings I missed this morning.”
Jae frowned but said, “Fine. But you better come back to bed.” He reluctantly let Yunho go.
“The demanding part is the worst in the morning,” Yoochun said.
Yunho smiled widely. “And the best when he’s on his knees with my cock in his ass.”
Yoochun laughed. “I like this one, Jae. You should keep him.”
Yunho moved to the edge of the bed, looking for his clothes before remembering that they were in the living room. Eh. Fuck it. He stood up, naked, and walked across the room. He did not miss Yoochun’s wide eyes locked on his cock.
“Oh my god, Kim Jaejoong, you are going to give me every fucking detail you have about how you met him and how good that cock felt in your ass.”
“Chunnie!” a voice called.
Jae groaned. “Ah, fuck. Who did you bring home?”
“Jules.”
Jae made a face. “Jules I thought you were with Karla?”
“I was. But then Jules came over. And don’t act like a dick. You love her.”
“Yes, but not right now. I need coffee first. Go get me coffee.”
Yoochun laughed, saluted and left the room.
Yunho leaned over the bed and kissed Jae’s lips.
“Can I take you to dinner tonight?” Yunho asked.
“And here I thought you only wanted my ass,” Jae said. Yunho knew he tried for flippant, but he picked up on the genuine worry in his voice.
“And you want more than my cock?”
Jae bit his lip, tongue sticking out a tiny bit.
Yunho kissed him. “That is so cute.”
“What?”
Yunho shook his head. He kissed Jae again and before he knew what he was doing, he was crawling back under the covers, with Jae’s arms around his body.
Work would have to wait.
Part 1: Take Aim
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Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong (implied Yoochun/Jaejoong and BFFery)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine to play with, excpet in my dreams (which is where this story came from)
Summary: Jae is pretty and horny. Yunho is handsome and horny. And straight ... well, sort of. Really, just an excuse to write YunJae porn.
A/N: This is for all the hardcore fans of YunJae who I can't seem to please with my chaptered fics. *giggles* And it was getting too long for a one shot, so now it's a two shot. ♥♥♥
Inspiration for this fic:
Yunho couldn’t breathe, and after a blowjob like that, who really needed to?
He felt the couch shift, and then hands landed next to his head. Lips pressed against his.
“You alright?”
“Fabulous,” Yunho said.
Jae chuckled. “I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”
“Jae-baby, I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.”
“Just how I like it. Give me five minutes, max.”
And the heat of Jae’s body moved away.
Yunho pried his eyes open and was met with the sight of Jae shimmying out of his jeans. Scrolls of black ink decorated his shoulders, forming treble clefs on each shoulder blade. The word “Soul” was written in old English scripts between them. Yunho followed the curve of muscles down his back and to his pale ass. His body was free of hair.
Yunho made a noise and Jae turned. He blushed and bit his lip. “What are you whimpering for?”
“You’re gorgeous.” He could already feel his cock stirring.
Jae smiled. “Take this time to rest, because I’m not easily satisfied. You’re going to be working really hard for the next few hours.”
Jae blew him a kiss and then disappeared down a hall. A door opened and shut.
Yunho put his hand behind his head and shut his eyes. His breath was finally stabilizing. God, that had been the best blowjob he’d ever gotten. Girls did not know their way around a cock, but Jae knew right where to lick and suck and the right amount of pressure during the moment.
Jae reappeared, beautifully naked. His cock was hard, in his hand, and he stroked it as he walked to the couch, stopping on the side. Yunho lifted his hand and replaced Jae’s hand with his own. Jae sighed, hands clenching at his side. Yunho had never touched another man’s cock before, his fingers wrapped around it, more curled than when he touched himself. The skin was soft, even if the cock wasn’t. He pressed the pad of his thumb to the tip, unsurprised when it came back covered with precome. Before he could think about what he was doing, he sat up enough to lean forward and licked the tip.
Jae’s hands grabbed his shoulders. “Fuck, Yunho.”
Yunho didn’t dare do more than lick around the head, but Jae didn’t seem to mind, swaying for a moment and then he pulled away.
“You sure you’re straight?” Jae asked, looking down at him with half-lidded eyes.
“Not anymore.”
Jae grinned. “Come shower with me.”
“What?”
“It’s been a long day, and I want a shower. Come and shower with me.”
“Okay.”
He took Jae’s hand and let the other pull him up. Their lips met in a hungry kiss.
“Before this night is over, I’m going to want your cock in my ass,” Jae said as he walked backwards. “Do you have a problem with that, because if you do, I’m going to kick you out and find a dildo and fuck myself with it?”
Yunho smiled as his hands cupped Jae’s ass. “I want to watch you do that.”
“Nope. No watching.”
Yunho finally found his hard surface and slammed Jae up against he wall in the hallway. “At all?” he whispered. “I can’t watch as I slide my cock inside you?”
Jae whimpered, hands pressed against Yunho’s chest. “God, this is too surreal,” Jae whispered. “You … you were straight two hours ago.”
“Jae, I have never ever been so eager to have sex in my life. I’ve never been so utterly pleasured from just a blowjob. If I had known that kissing and fucking a man would feel like this, I would have done it a long time ago.”
Jae shook and let Yunho kiss him. They staggered to the bathroom. Jae had already turned the shower on, and steam filled the bathroom. They parted only long enough for each to climb behind the curtain and then Jae was in his arms again, kissing under the shower spray for long minutes. Jae broke away from his lips. He snagged a loufa and body wash from the shelf behind him. He soaped it up. The smell of citrus invaded his nose, but it toned down, and it was really what Jae smelled like. Sweet, but almost spicy. Jae ran the loufa over Yunho’s shoulders. Their lips met in short kisses as Jae washed him, hands and nails scraping over his skin, down his back and ass, then to the front and over his erection.
Before he could do more, Yunho took it from him. He turned them around, so Jae was no longer in the spray and then did the same. Hands exploring the curves and dips of his muscles, flicking the nipple ring. Jae buried his face in Yunho’s shoulder, moaning, and then crying out when Yunho stroked his cock.
“Fuck,” he said, and thrust into Yunho’s hand.
Yunho growled, grabbed Jae’s hips and then slammed him up against the wall of the shower. He pressed their bodies together and frotted as their lips met again in deeper, more eager kisses. Pleasure coiled through Yunho, pleasure so raw and hot, that he felt like he could come again.
Jae pushed him away. “Not here, fuck, it’s sexy, but, I want you to fuck me in bed.”
“Sounds like a fabulous plan.”
They rinsed off quickly, and climbed out. Yunho dragged a towel over Jae’s body quickly, sloppy, and then his own. They kissed harshly as Jae walked backward toward the door. He hit the door jamb with a groan, and they stopped to kiss. Yunho’s hand found Jae’s cock again, stroking roughly and then fisting both of their cocks, sliding them together.
“Fuck,” Jae shouted and his head slammed into the wall behind him. He grabbed Yunho’s wrist and pushed him away. He dragged Yunho down the hall, and slammed open a door. He spun, pushed their bodies and lips together and walked backwards until they were at the bed. Jae broke away and sat down, legs spread and crawled up the bed. He propped up on one elbow and slowly stroked his cock.
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“Are you going to tell me I’m beautiful again?” Jae asked with a smirk.
“I was going to say fuckable, but beautiful works,” Yunho said.
Jae smiled. “You can’t fuck me if you don’t get on his bed.”
Yunho nodded. “True, but how long would it take you to come to me if I just stood here and stroked myself?”
Jae fake pouted. “Point. Now come on. I want that body over mine, right now.”
Yunho bowed. “Yes, sir.” He crawled onto the bed, over Jaejoong, hands and knees on either side of his body. He kissed the bend in Jae’s hip.
“Is there any hair on your body?” he asked, rolling Jae’s balls in his hands.
Jae moaned and smiled. “No. I was a stripper for about three months a long time ago and I got in the habit and I like it.”
“I like it,” Yunho said and licked around Jae’s cock, but never touching it. He moved his tongue to Jae’s belly button. He dragged his lower lip up to the pierced nipple and then flicked it with his tongue.
“Fuck.”
Yunho sucked it up into his mouth, twirling his tongue over the barbell. Jae continued to stroke his own cock. Yunho left the nipple and sucked up to his collar bone, and then his neck. As soon as their lips met, Yunho lowered his hips and thrust.
“Oh my god,” Jae whispered, head already light, his orgasm teasing.
“I know you want to get fucked, but you don’t mind if I play, do you?”
Jae had to swallow. A whimper escaped his throat, winding in their kiss. Yunho moved down the other side of Jae’s body, his neck and collarbone, the unpierced nipple. He left soft bites down Jae’s shivering abs. Yunho stopped Jae’s hand, and then wrapped his hand with Jae’s, meeting his eyes from between Jae’s legs. They stroked together, slowly, and then Yunho leaned forward, placing chaste kisses on Jae’s inner thighs. The touch of a tongue teased his balls.
Jae was so turned on, so hooked on this man already. Jae pulled his feet back, bending his knees.
“Lick me, god, please Yunho, lick me.”
Yunho licked his lips.
“Spread me open and lick me, please.”
Yunho ran his hands down Jae’s thighs, pressing until Jae lifted his legs, still bent at the knees. Yunho hesitated for a moment, which Jae knew he would, but then his tongue ran up the curve of one cheek.
“Fuck,” Jae shouted hand speeding on his cock. “More. Fuck, please.”
Yunho licked the other cheek, pulling another begging whimper from Jae’s throat. Yunho continued to tease. The pad of a finger touched Jae’s opening. Jae cried out, hips arching, as the pleasure in his body shot up a notch.
“Please, Yunnie, please. Please.”
Yunho nibbled on the curves of his ass and on his thighs. Jae continued to beg, thrashing his head back and forth. Firm hands spread him open and then the barest touch of a tongue landed on his hole.
“Fuck! Yunho, please!”
Yunho chuckled. He clenched his fingers, the bit of pain causing Jae to whimper. His hand was flying on his cock and his orgasm was just waiting for something to push him over.
Yunho licked him, ran the flat of his tongue over his entrance, up to his balls, and then back down. Again, and again.
“Fuck, fuck me, Yunho, please,” Jae said, “tongue fuck me, god, damn. Fuck.”
It was slow, the press of Yunho’s tongue into his hole, but where others may have stopped, pulled out and done it again, Yunho stayed there. It was the tentative touch of a finger to Jae’s hole next to Yunho’s tongue that finally had Jae coming. The finger slipped in, almost completely as Jae screamed. His feet landed on the bed, dislodging Yunho, and he tried to thrust on that finger as he came all over his stomach.
“Fuck,” he said again as his mind clouded with pleasure.
Yunho continued to lick him, on his thighs and balls and hips. Without removing his finger, he kissed up Jae’s body. Jae watched through lidded eyes as Yunho licked up a dollop of come.
The next obscenity out of Jae’s mouth was muffled when Yunho kissed him.
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“So how am I doing?” Yunho asked between kisses.
“Good,” Jae said. “So good.”
“That’s all?”
“Yes. If you want to be better, you need to go to my nightstand and get a bottle of lube and then you need to fuck me.”
Yunho grinned. “Are you always this pushy?”
Jae growled and pressed their lips together again. “Only when I want something. Now go.”
Yunho sighed, made like he was going to move his finger and instead pressed a second one in.
Jae’s neck arched with a hiss. “Fucker. Go get lube.”
“Did I hurt you?” Yunho asked, worried.
Jae smiled.
“No, pabo, but I want that cock in me now.” Jae pushed him.
Yunho laughed. He slowly removed his fingers and then rolled over so he could reach the nightstand. There was more than just lube in that drawer, but Yunho didn’t linger to look. He opened the bottle and covered his fingers. He set the bottle on the bed, but Jae grabbed it and put the cap back on. “You want it to spill?”
Yunho winced. “Sorry. Bad habit. I don’t put lids on anything.”
Jae smiled. “Cute.” Jae grabbed the back of his knees and spread himself open. “Now fuck me.”
Yunho stared at his hole, glistening with spit. He licked his lips. The first finger slid in deep, all the way. Jae whimpered and said, “More. More. More.” After only a few pumps with the first finger, Yunho added a second.
Yunho wasn’t a stranger to prep. He’d fucked a fair share of girls in the ass, but this was different. Most girls did it because he wanted to, not because they liked it.
Jaejoong loved it. His hips rose and fell as Yunho spread him open with his fingers.
“One more?” Yunho whispered.
“Please, yes please.”
Yunho added a third finger. Jae’s body clenched around them.
“Oh, fuck!” Jae shouted. “Twist. Like that. Again. God, that, right … fuck.”
It took Yunho a moment to feel the slight difference where his fingers were caressing.
“Oh, god, that’s good, fuck me now, god, fuck me now. Please.”
Yunho continued to pump his fingers, he leaned over Jae’s body and kissed him. “I think I’ll stop now. Go find a girl to fuck.”
Jae whimpered. “Oh, god, that’s cruel, please please tell me you’re kidding. Fuck.”
Yunho tried to keep his face firm, but he chuckled. “Of course I’m kidding. Why would I want to go fuck a girl when I have a pretty enough substitute right here?”
“Oh, fuck you, you fucking-”
Yunho kissed him, and slammed his fingers into Jae’s body faster, deeper.
Jae whimpered.
Lips open, tongues barely touching, Yunho said, “I can’t wait to watch you come with my cock deep in your ass.”
Another needy whimper. “Please. Please.”
After a short kiss, Yunho sat up on his knees. He slowly removed his fingers, twisting out another moan from Jae. He took the cap off the lube and covered his hand and his cock with a generous amount.
“Hey Jae,” Yunho whispered.
Jae’s eyes opened.
Yunho smiled widely and made a show of recapping the lube.
Jae let out a noise of frustration. “Are you always this annoying?”
“Yes.”
Yunho stroked his own cock. Jae watched, eyes darkening. Yunho reached forward and pushed his fingers back into Jaejoong, still stroking himself.
“You’re going to feel so good,” Yunho said.
“Please,” Jae said with a whine. His back arched.
“You’re going to clench around me and fight against me until your body can’t help but submit.”
“Yunnie, please.”
Jae eyes were shut tight, his fingers leaving little half moons on his thighs.
Yunho pulled his fingers away. With a hand around the base of his cock, he pressed against Jae’s hole, holding there and then sliding it up and down his slick body. Yunho’s eyes crossed.
“Fuck!” Jae cried out. “Fuck! Please, Yunho, plea-ease!”
Yunho held his cock steady against Jae’s hole. It was already clenching, begging for the tip. Yunho pushed, his moan echoing Jaejoong’s scream as Jae’s body stretched to accommodate him. He pulled out and then pushed in again, slipping a bit deeper. It was so fucking tight.
“Oh, fuck, Yunho, fuck me.”
Jae let go of his thighs, his legs falling. Yunho’s cock slid even deeper. Jae wrapped his legs around Yunho’s waist, lifting his hips.
“Just do it. Do it. Do it. Fuck.”
Yunho spread his knees, grabbed Jae under his thighs and thrust forward. They both screamed.
“Oh god, more. Again, again.”
Yunho pulled out and pushed in, inching further into Jae’s body with every thrust. He paused when he couldn’t go any further, and their bodies were pressed together. Jae was whimpering, and Yunho just realized his fingernails were digging into Yunho’s hips.
“Move. Please. Yunho, move.”
Yunho stayed still. He ran his hands up and down Jae’s sides, over his stomach. He grabbed Jae’s cock with one hand and twisted the nipple piercing with the other. Yunho could get used to hearing Jaejoong cry and whimper and scream and moan. Hand still on Jae’s cock, but not moving, Yunho slowly moved in and out his body, shallow thrusts. He wanted to feel every bit of Jae’s body on his cock.
“Oh god, Yunho. It’s been so fucking long, fuck me, please.”
“Isn’t that what I’m doing?” Yunho said with a chuckle.
“We’re not on some summer vacation, fuck me like you mean it.”
Yunho dropped his upper body, arms on either side of Jaejoong’s head. Yunho’s hands tangled in his hair. Jae whimpered and readjusted, lifting his ass. Yunho thrust a bit faster.
“You feel so good, Jae,” Yunho said. “I don’t want to speed up because I don’t think I can take the feel of your body holding me so tightly. It’s too much. You’re too fucking sexy.”
“Please,” Jae said. His tongue swiped along his lower lip.
Yunho moaned and sucked Jae’s tongue into his mouth for a moment. They kissed, violent compared to the slow thrusts. Jae’s hands and therefore fingernails moved to Yunho’s shoulders, digging as he continued to beg through the kiss. Yunho broke away from Jae’s mouth and moaned. He sped up, making longer thrusts. His lips landed on Jae’s shoulder and he bit and licked around it and on his collarbone.
“Oh my god, oh my fucking god,” Jae whimpered. “faster, please. Oh please.”
Yunho decided that for now, faster was a good idea. He put his weight on his arms. With his cock buried deep, he adjusted his knees.
“I hope you know what you’re begging for,” Yunho said, and then fucked Jae like he meant it. Hard and fast, bodies slamming together. Jae moaned or cried out or cursed or whimpered continuously. Sweat dripped down their bodies and matted their hair to their heads. Jae stroked his own cock, fast in time with Yunho’s thrusts.
“God, fuck. More. More please. More.”
Yunho lowered his head and pulled the piercing into his mouth, biting down and twisting it around his mouth.
“Fuck, god, FUCK! Fuck! Yunho! Yun-ho!”
Jae’s body jerked, mouth open as a guttural moan was ripped from his throat. Come splattered on Yunho’s chest and dripped onto Jae’s body.
He slowed despite Jaejoong’s whimper. Yunho’s arms and legs ached, muscles stiff.
“No, not, done.” He was breathing so hard. “More. Just … more.”
Yunho chuckled. “Trust me. I am not done with you. I want you to ride me.”
Jae’s eyes went wide. “That is a fantastic idea.”
Yunho carefully pulled out of Jae’s body and they both groaned, and then eager, shaking hands pushed him to his back. Jae straddled his lap. He stroked Yunho’s cock a couple times, making Yunho jerk from the sensation.
“I thought you wanted to fuck,” Yunho said, fucking Jae’s hand.
“Admiring for a moment.” Jae held his cock still and sat slowly, impaling himself. Yunho’s eyes shut with a moan. Jae stopped, adjusted, lifted up and pushed down, until he was sitting in Yunho’s lap. The come from his orgasm dripped down his stomach.
A few strokes of his hand and Jae’s cock was hard again. He moaned and started moving, rocking his hips. Yunho spread his legs and propped up on his elbows.
“Ride me,” he said. “Ride me hard.”
Jae moaned and nodded. With his tongue peeking between his lips, he lifted himself up and down Yunho’s cock. His hands landed on Yunho’s chest, gripping as he moaned. Yunho adjusted his legs and thrust up as Jae pushed down, pulling more screams and whimpers from the gorgeous blond. Yunho reached forward and wrapped a hand around Jae’s cock.
“Fuck!”
Jae sped up, Yunho didn’t think it was possible but Jae rode him faster, bouncing in his lap, head back, mouth open, whimpering.
“Yunho, Yunho.”
“What, baby?”
“I … fuck, I-” Jae fell forward, still trying to move.
“Too much?” Yunho asked.
“No. Just … can’t … please, fuck me. Please.”
Yunho kissed him, whisper soft over his cheek and down his neck. “I want to watch myself in your body,” he said and he slowly pulled out.
Jae whined as Yunho moved out from underneath him. And he stayed put, ass in the air, face pressed to the bed. Yunho kneeled behind him. He gripped Jae’s ass, spreading, massaging. Jae’s hole was red and clenching.
“Please,” Jae said, voice rough from the screaming. “Please.”
Yunho looked away from his hole and met his eyes, tired and sated and so full of lust still that it made Yunho’s cock twitch. His skin was red, his hair wet with sweat. He ran a soothing hand over Jae’s sweaty back and then with the other, he aligned his cock with Jae’s hole and slowly pressed in. Yunho watched himself disappear, Jae’s body still stretching to let him in. He dug his fingers into Jae’s ass again and thrust all the way, before pulling out slowly. He did it again, pulling a cry from Jae’s mouth, and a moan from his at the slow retreat. Over and over, slow. Yunho’s orgasm teased through him as he watched himself fuck Jae’s tiny ass.
Jae thrust back on his cock, begging with noises having lost the sense to make words long ago.
Yunho whispered a reassurance at him and then with a firm grasp of Jae’s hips, he fucked him hard again, pulling their bodies together to add a loud smack between Jae’s cries and his moans. Jae was in no condition to stroke himself off, so Yunho reached around him and did it for him, stroking erratically while he fucked him harder.
“Jae, fuck, Jaejoong.” And Yunho let go of Jae’s cock. He wrapped an arm around Jae’s chest and pulled him up, so they were flush. He held Jae where he wanted and then thrust his hips up, yanking Jaejoong down. He licked at the tattoo on Jae’s shoulder. His moans blended with Jae’s and his orgasm ripped through him, and he pumped himself dry in Jae’s body.
He sat back on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Jae whimpered and it took a moment to realize that Jae was jerking himself off. Yunho stalled Jae’s hand and despite his weak protest, Yunho stroked him instead. Jae sagged against him, laying his head on Yunho’s shoulder. Yunho pumped him fast, jerking his hips so his cock moved into Jae’s body.
“You’re beautiful, Jae,” Yunho whispered and kissed his neck and his cheek. “God, this was fantastic, seriously the best sex of my life. If you’ll let me, I’m going to develop a nightly habit of coming in your ass. Do you want that, Jae? Do you want me to slam my cock into your body every night?
Jae whimpered, turning his head. Their lips met in a kiss. Jae’s body shook, he bit down on Yunho’s lower lip as a harsh, low scream tore from him. Yunho twisted his hand, and with an agonizing cry, Jaejoong came over his hand, his stomach and the bed. His body tightened around Yunho’s cock.
Jae went boneless, breathing deep.
Yunho carefully lowered him to the bed, wincing when he slid out of Jae’s body, even though Jae protested and tried to tighten himself up to keep Yunho there.
Yunho snuggled next to him and Jae buried himself in Yunho’s chest. Exhaustion overcame them quickly.
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Yunho woke up utterly sated and completely sore. It was a lazy sort of wakening, while one moment he was warm in his dreams and the next he was warm in a bed, another body pressed flush against his.
He shifted to get his arm out from under Jae’s body. His fingers tingled as the blood rushed back to them.
Jae murmured something, but he didn’t wake up.
A throat cleared in the doorway.
Yunho quickly looked over.
Park Yoochun leaned against the door frame. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.”
“Do you know why you two are in my bed instead of Jaejoong’s?”
Yunho’s eyes went wide. “Your … sorry. I just followed Jaejoong.”
Jaejoong muttered something else and buried deeper into Yunho’s chest.
Yoochun grinned. “His is probably covered in clothes. My name is Yoochun, by the way. Roommate to that clingy, naked thing that is awake, but just doesn’t want to move.”
“Fuck you,” Jae said.
“And you are?” Yoochun said.
“Jung Yunho.”
“You look familiar.”
“I’m at the Ivory Keys almost every Wednesday night. I love watching you play.”
“Ah, yeah. I knew I knew you from somewhere. Where’d you meet Jaejoong?”
“The Purple Line. I went to drink my worries away and found an angel of sex instead.”
“Do you make a habit of going to straight bars?”
Yunho smiled down at Jaejoong in his arms. “Well, considering the fact that I was straight yesterday, yes. I do.”
“What?”
“I’d never been with a man before,” Yunho said with a shrug. “Jaejoong showed me what I was missing.”
“You’re going to be missing your balls if you keep talking,” Jae said, voice raspy and scratchy. “I need more sleep.”
“How late were you two up?”
Yunho shrugged. “I don’t know. Until we passed out.”
“Till we couldn’t fuck anymore,” Jaejoong said.
“So you let Yunho know how demanding you are first thing? That’s good.”
“I’m not demanding,” Jae said. “Go get me a cigarette.”
Yoochun chuckled and tossed a pack of cigarettes on the bed.
Yunho kissed Jae’s forehead. “I’m going to go use the bathroom and call my secretary and find out what meetings I missed this morning.”
Jae frowned but said, “Fine. But you better come back to bed.” He reluctantly let Yunho go.
“The demanding part is the worst in the morning,” Yoochun said.
Yunho smiled widely. “And the best when he’s on his knees with my cock in his ass.”
Yoochun laughed. “I like this one, Jae. You should keep him.”
Yunho moved to the edge of the bed, looking for his clothes before remembering that they were in the living room. Eh. Fuck it. He stood up, naked, and walked across the room. He did not miss Yoochun’s wide eyes locked on his cock.
“Oh my god, Kim Jaejoong, you are going to give me every fucking detail you have about how you met him and how good that cock felt in your ass.”
“Chunnie!” a voice called.
Jae groaned. “Ah, fuck. Who did you bring home?”
“Jules.”
Jae made a face. “Jules I thought you were with Karla?”
“I was. But then Jules came over. And don’t act like a dick. You love her.”
“Yes, but not right now. I need coffee first. Go get me coffee.”
Yoochun laughed, saluted and left the room.
Yunho leaned over the bed and kissed Jae’s lips.
“Can I take you to dinner tonight?” Yunho asked.
“And here I thought you only wanted my ass,” Jae said. Yunho knew he tried for flippant, but he picked up on the genuine worry in his voice.
“And you want more than my cock?”
Jae bit his lip, tongue sticking out a tiny bit.
Yunho kissed him. “That is so cute.”
“What?”
Yunho shook his head. He kissed Jae again and before he knew what he was doing, he was crawling back under the covers, with Jae’s arms around his body.
Work would have to wait.
Part 1: Take Aim
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