Games 2/7
Title: Games 2/7
Pairing: Jaejoong/Junsu, JaeChun!BFFery (eventual Yoochun/Junsu/Jaejoong)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine to question or to fuck or to do anything more than write stories about.
Summary: Jaejoong is lusting after his employer's son. It's just sex, but even he doesn't know how much it affected Junsu.
Warnings: Older Jaejoong (28 yrs old), Younger Junsu (14 years old)
Part 2:
”When did you realize you were gay?”
“Hot guy touching me and I liked it. Didn’t we just talk about this?”
“Have you been with a girl?”
“Yes.”
“And?”
“And what? Sex is sex. If you get off, you can consider it a success.”
“That’s not a very healthy way of thinking about sex.”
“How do you think about sex?”
“When two people love each other-”
“And now you’re going to lie to me? Great. How did you pass therapy school?”
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Jaejoong was not surprised when Junsu didn’t come to his office the next day. Jae waited a half hour after the time Junsu usually barged in and then locked his office. He stripped before going back to his desk. He put in the earphones so he could hear and he jerked himself off twice, each time lasting more than a half hour, teasing himself as he watched the young boys on screen fuck each other and beg for it harder. He found a few videos he hadn’t seen of older men fucking younger ones, showing the young boys how it was done. God, he wanted to show Junsu how it was done.
When Junsu didn’t show the next day, and Jae went an entire day and a half without seeing him, he’d decided that was enough. Near the kid’s bedtime, he went upstairs to search. His door was open a crack, letting a sliver of light into the dark hallway. Jae raised his hand to knock and froze. He moved to a different angle and blinked, then swallowed.
He was hard in a second.
Junsu, naked, on his bed, legs spread, hand fisting his cock. His other hand was over his mouth, like he was trying to muffle his moans, but it wasn’t enough. Wiry muscles were flexed in his arms and legs. Jae wanted a better view, he wanted to be over him, watch his face twist in pleasure. A loud muffled moan echoed in the room.
Jae stuck his hand down his sweats and stroked his cock. He was going to have jerk off material for months to come. He wished he had his phone to record it.
The arm jerked away from his face, and Junsu held down his balls. His legs bent and his hips rose, as his cries grew louder. His neck was strained, face red when he came, shooting come over his stomach. Splatters on his chest. His mouth opened, moved with no words.
His body relaxed and almost as an afterthought, he whispered, “Jaejoong.”
Jae jerked, thinking he’d been caught.
Junsu moaned and covered his eyes with his arm. His other hand still stroked his spent cock. He whispered Jaejoong’s name again, and it took all of Jae’s will power not to burst into the room and flip him over and fuck-
He bit his lip against a moan and swiftly left, back to his own room. As soon as the door shut, he stroked himself a few times and came into his hand with Junsu’s name on his lips.
Fuck.
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The next day, Jae waited for Junsu by the door. He sat on the stairs, leaning back on his elbows, legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. He’d jerked off three times during the day so he wouldn’t get a hard on as soon as Junsu walked in, but with the way his cock kept twitching, it wasn’t going to matter.
Junsu walked in and froze, seeing him on the stairs.
“Do you hate me, dongsaeng?” Jae asked.
Junsu blushed and shut the door. He took his shoes off. “No,” he muttered.
“Then why haven’t you come to my office for two days. I’ve missed you.”
Junsu swallowed. “I-I”
“Is it about me being gay?”
“No,” Junsu said quickly.
“You don’t hate me?”
“No. I-I-“
“I know you’re just a kid-”
“I am not!” he said hotly.
Jae smiled. “Still, you’re too young for porn and-”
“I … I am not,” Junsu said again.
“Yes, you are,”
“I watched some yesterday,” Junsu said, meeting Jae’s eyes despite the blush in his cheeks.
“So did I,” Jae muttered, eyes smoldering as he looked at Junsu. “Did you jerk off?”
Junsu’s whole face turned red and he looked away.
Jae chuckled. He stood up and said, “Come do your homework in my office. Don’t you have a chemistry test soon?”
“Tomorrow,” Junsu muttered as he followed Jae to the office.
Jae sat in his chair. Junsu sat across from him. Despite the desire to watch porn, Jae managed some of the online accounts he was in charge with. Again, Junsu shot covert gazes at him. Junsu only asked him one question, and that was what a particular scientific term meant, and Jaejoong searched for it on the computer. Junsu said nothing to him when he left.
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The next day, Jae was about to start jerking off when Junsu came into his office, dropped his bag and stood there with a defeated look on his face.
“What’s wrong?” Jae asked.
“I-I didn’t do well on my test,” Junsu said.
“I’m sure you did fine.”
Junsu shook his head, lower lip quivering. “No, I failed. I know I failed because I couldn’t concentrate.”
Jae pushed away from the desk. He kept the porn window open. He held out his arm and Junsu looked at it and then walked across the office and let Jaejoong hug him.
“I-I know-I failed. I did. I know it.”
Jae held him tightly and pulled him into his lap. Junsu sniffed and buried his face at Jaejoong’s neck.
“You’re smart, Su-ah,” Jaejoong said. “I’m sure you didn’t fail.”
“I did, I-are you watching porn again?”
Jae smiled. He reached to turn it off, but Junsu’s hand stopped his.
“Why? Why do they use their fingers like that?”
Jae shifted a bit under Junsu, so Junsu wouldn’t immediately feel his erection. God, he was about to have a sex talk with the cutest piece of ass he’d ever seen.
“It’s preparation,” Jae answered. “The anal muscles are really strong, and really tight. If you don’t loosen them up first, sex can hurt.”
“It’s kinda gross.”
Jae chuckled. “Trust me, they wash themselves and clean themselves before they film these things.”
They watched for a minute and then Junsu said, “Are you always supposed to wear a condom?”
“It’s a smart idea. There are some nasty diseases you can get, but if you’re with someone you trust and you know that both of you don’t have diseases then no, you don’t have to wear a condom.”
Junsu shifted in his lap, squirming, and Jae shot a glance at his crotch, unsurprised to see a bulge there. Junsu licked his lips, bit his lower one. Jae reached up with the pad of his thumb and pulled it out from between his teeth.
“Don’t do that,” Jae whispered. “Too cute.”
Junsu’s cheeks went pink. His eyes never left the screen. The couple on the screen started fucking. The bottom had his knees tucked under his body, his face pressed against the pillow. Junsu swallowed and squirmed again.
Jae had a hard time keeping his hand on Junsu’s thigh. And an even harder time keeping himself from rubbing it. He knew the kid was athletic; his thigh muscle was strong.
“Does it feel good, hyung?” Junsu asked.
“Does what feel good?”
“Sex, having … having a ..” He blushed.
“Having a cock in your ass?”
He nodded.
“Yeah, it feels good. Though I prefer putting my cock in an ass. In a relationship, that’s called a top. And the other, the one getting fucked, is a bottom.”
Junsu nodded, eyes still glued to the screen.
Jae knew his was pushing his luck, but he asked anyway, “Do you want to jerk off?”
Junsu meeped and looked at him. Jae smiled. “You can. Have you?” he asked, knowing the answer.
Junsu blushed and looked away, but he nodded.
“So let’s do it,” Jae said. “It’ll feel good and I don’t know about you, but I’m hard as rock right now.”
Junsu swallowed, “But-but-“
Jae grinned. “But what? You want to.”
“But, you’re-”
“It’s okay to do it together, Su-ah. Makes it better actually. Knowing someone is watching you. Now, if you don’t want to sit in my lap while we do it, you don’t have to, but I am going to jerk off because there’s only so much hot sexy boys fucking that I can handle before I go insane.”
Even though Jae really didn’t want to, he pushed Junsu off his lap. “Either leave if you’re uncomfortable and go jerk off in your room, or go shut the door and come back and jerk off with me.”
Junsu bit his lip. Jae reached for it, but Junsu let it go. He turned around and while he was on the way to the door, Jae took his cock from his pants and moaned when he stroked it. He shut his eyes halfway. Junsu jerked around and watched him, and then went to the door and shut it.
Jae smiled.
Jae beckoned him back with his hand, and Junsu had never looked cuter, so unsure, so scared, so fucking sexy with his cock pushed against the front of his pants.
“Come on, Su-ah,” Jae said. “It’ll feel good.”
Junsu shuffled over to him, eyes downcast, but with no hesitation he climbed back on Jae’s lap. Jae moaned, eyes rolling back. Junsu watched him stroke his cock.
“It feels so good, Su-ah, even better because you’re watching me. Stroke yourself, Su. Let me watch you.”
“Isn’t … hyung, isn’t this wrong because I’m too young?”
Jae smiled. “No. You’re old enough to stroke yourself off. And really, I’m helping you out, is all. Come on, Su-ah.”
Junsu shifted and unbuttoned his pants. He fished his cock out from his boxers and Jae almost came, seeing it up close. Pink and healthy, long but skinny. So untouched. Unfucked. Junsu’s hand shook on the first upstroke, eyes focused on the video of the two fucking. The bottom was now riding the top.
“Oh, god,” Jae said. “That is called riding,” he said.
Jae’s hand pumped a bit faster. His other hand was settled around Junsu’s body again, on his hip, fingers gripping the flesh. Junsu was sitting, not relaxed as he stroked.
“Lean back, Su-ah. You need to relax.”
Junsu did, and Jae moved his hand under his school shirt, around his stomach. Jae moaned when his hand slid over soft, young skin. Junsu’s breath hitched. Jae stopped watching the video and watched Junsu. Watched his eyes shut and open in lust, watched his hand on his cock. He breathed on Junsu’s ear, delighting in the shivers down Junsu’s body. Junsu moved his hips, just a little, but as his breath sped up and his stroking quickened, his hips rocked back and forth on Jae’s thigh.
“Oh, god,” Jae whispered. His orgasm was coming fast.
He willed it away, but it crashed over him and without thinking he put his face to Junsu’s neck and bit down as he came, making a mess of his clothes.
Junsu whimpered, desperate and Jae forced his eyes open. He would not miss Junsu coming. He was squirming, twisting, trying to buck into his hand. Jae held him by his hips and slid him over, not caring about the mess. He held Junsu’s hips tightly and thrust up into his body, letting Junsu feel his cock. Junsu rocked harder, his head fell back to Jaejoong’s shoulder.
“Jaejoong,” he whispered. “Hyung.”
“You’re okay, Su-ah. Keep going. Come. I want to watch you come.”
Junsu whimpered. “Jae-hyung. Jaejoong.”
Jae kissed his neck and twisted Junsu’s nipple, and with only a loud moan as a warning, he quickly covered Junsu’s mouth as he screamed and come shot from his cock, landing wet and heavy on the white fabric of his school clothes.
Their breath steadied.
Junsu was shaking, and Jae held him tightly, peppering his neck and cheek with light kisses.
“You were wonderful,” Jae whispered. “So hot. So fucking hot.”
Junsu squirmed more and Jae loosened his hold.
“Should we do it again?”
“Hyung!” Junsu buried his face in Jae’s neck.
Jae chuckled. “You’re right. You have homework to do.”
Junsu groaned and snuggled deeper.
Jae looked over his shoulder and watched as the top in the porn pulled out and came all over the bottom’s back and ass.
He definitely needed to do that to Junsu one day.
Junsu was shaking.
“Su-ah? What’s wrong?”
“I … I… that was wrong, hyung. It was. I know it was.”
Jae lightly took Junsu’s chin in his fingers. “Did you like it?”
Junsu bit his lip and nodded.
“Are you going to tell anyone?”
“No, hyung, never.”
“Then don’t worry about it, okay?”
The lower lip was still between his teeth. This time, Jae leaned forward and licked it. Junsu’s mouth opened with a gasp. Jae moved his hand behind Junsu’s head and kissed him, licking at his lips and open mouth. Junsu moaned and twisted. Lips together, Jae lifted him and helped him rearrange until he was straddling Jae’s lap, legs over the arms of the chair. Jae rocked his hips up and let Junsu feel his erection. Junsu whimpered. His cock was hard again. Jae reached between them and wrapped his fingers around it carefully and stroked Junsu lightly.
Junsu broke away from his lips with a groan. He leaned forward, face at Jae’s neck. He thrust his hips forward and back, a constant whimper streaming from his throat.
Jae gasped and stopped.
Junsu gasped in the silence. Jae shifted and lifted his hips enough to yank his pants down. He pushed Junsu off him, and did the same, yanking his pants down to his thighs.
“Hyung,” Junsu whispered, scared again.
Jae pulled him forward by his cock, and Junsu fell against him. Their cocks brushed and Jae took both of them in his hand and stroked, staring at the difference between his wide cock and Junsu’s smaller one. He demanded another kiss, and with hands gripping Jae’s shoulders he gave it, dirty and wet and needy. Junsu gasped, eyes flying open.
“Hyung, I’m … oh fuck, hyung.”
“Come, Junsu. Come all over us.”
Junsu shook and his body collapsed against Jae as he cried out Jaejoong’s name again and came hard over Jae’s stomach.
“Fuck,” Jae said. He covered his hand in come and then flipped Junsu around. Junsu was too blown to protest. Jae spread those beautiful ass cheeks, creamy and young and sat Junsu on his lap. He rocked Junsu back and forth, his cock sliding between his body, covering everything in come. Junsu leaned back against him, arms around his neck and their lips met in another kiss. Jae grabbed Junsu’s cock and groped him, cupping his balls and the young boy continued rocking in his lap.
“Fuck, Su-ah, you are so sexy. So fucking gorgeous,” Jae whispered.
Junsu’s smile was fleeting, but it was enough for Jae to know that this was not going to be the only time this happened.
He held Junsu’s hips still, cock nestled between those mounds of flesh and he came, covering Junsu’s ass and his own stomach. He moaned Junsu’s name, right in his ear. Junsu shivered, and once again they sat, trying to control their breathing. After a minute, Jae realized Junsu was nodding off, body sated.
He nudged him and said, “You are not taking a nap in my office.”
Junsu smiled, sleepily.
“Get dressed. It’s almost time for dinner anyway.”
Junsu stood up. Jae kept his hands on his hips to steady him as he pulled his pants back up. His school uniform was ruined.
Jae pecked him on the lips. “Go get cleaned up. I’ll see you at dinner.”
Junsu smiled. “Okay, hyung. Thanks. This was … good.”
Jae laughed. “Yeah, it was.”
Part 3: Loving
Part 1: Touching
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Pairing: Jaejoong/Junsu, JaeChun!BFFery (eventual Yoochun/Junsu/Jaejoong)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine to question or to fuck or to do anything more than write stories about.
Summary: Jaejoong is lusting after his employer's son. It's just sex, but even he doesn't know how much it affected Junsu.
Warnings: Older Jaejoong (28 yrs old), Younger Junsu (14 years old)
Part 2:
”When did you realize you were gay?”
“Hot guy touching me and I liked it. Didn’t we just talk about this?”
“Have you been with a girl?”
“Yes.”
“And?”
“And what? Sex is sex. If you get off, you can consider it a success.”
“That’s not a very healthy way of thinking about sex.”
“How do you think about sex?”
“When two people love each other-”
“And now you’re going to lie to me? Great. How did you pass therapy school?”
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Jaejoong was not surprised when Junsu didn’t come to his office the next day. Jae waited a half hour after the time Junsu usually barged in and then locked his office. He stripped before going back to his desk. He put in the earphones so he could hear and he jerked himself off twice, each time lasting more than a half hour, teasing himself as he watched the young boys on screen fuck each other and beg for it harder. He found a few videos he hadn’t seen of older men fucking younger ones, showing the young boys how it was done. God, he wanted to show Junsu how it was done.
When Junsu didn’t show the next day, and Jae went an entire day and a half without seeing him, he’d decided that was enough. Near the kid’s bedtime, he went upstairs to search. His door was open a crack, letting a sliver of light into the dark hallway. Jae raised his hand to knock and froze. He moved to a different angle and blinked, then swallowed.
He was hard in a second.
Junsu, naked, on his bed, legs spread, hand fisting his cock. His other hand was over his mouth, like he was trying to muffle his moans, but it wasn’t enough. Wiry muscles were flexed in his arms and legs. Jae wanted a better view, he wanted to be over him, watch his face twist in pleasure. A loud muffled moan echoed in the room.
Jae stuck his hand down his sweats and stroked his cock. He was going to have jerk off material for months to come. He wished he had his phone to record it.
The arm jerked away from his face, and Junsu held down his balls. His legs bent and his hips rose, as his cries grew louder. His neck was strained, face red when he came, shooting come over his stomach. Splatters on his chest. His mouth opened, moved with no words.
His body relaxed and almost as an afterthought, he whispered, “Jaejoong.”
Jae jerked, thinking he’d been caught.
Junsu moaned and covered his eyes with his arm. His other hand still stroked his spent cock. He whispered Jaejoong’s name again, and it took all of Jae’s will power not to burst into the room and flip him over and fuck-
He bit his lip against a moan and swiftly left, back to his own room. As soon as the door shut, he stroked himself a few times and came into his hand with Junsu’s name on his lips.
Fuck.
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The next day, Jae waited for Junsu by the door. He sat on the stairs, leaning back on his elbows, legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. He’d jerked off three times during the day so he wouldn’t get a hard on as soon as Junsu walked in, but with the way his cock kept twitching, it wasn’t going to matter.
Junsu walked in and froze, seeing him on the stairs.
“Do you hate me, dongsaeng?” Jae asked.
Junsu blushed and shut the door. He took his shoes off. “No,” he muttered.
“Then why haven’t you come to my office for two days. I’ve missed you.”
Junsu swallowed. “I-I”
“Is it about me being gay?”
“No,” Junsu said quickly.
“You don’t hate me?”
“No. I-I-“
“I know you’re just a kid-”
“I am not!” he said hotly.
Jae smiled. “Still, you’re too young for porn and-”
“I … I am not,” Junsu said again.
“Yes, you are,”
“I watched some yesterday,” Junsu said, meeting Jae’s eyes despite the blush in his cheeks.
“So did I,” Jae muttered, eyes smoldering as he looked at Junsu. “Did you jerk off?”
Junsu’s whole face turned red and he looked away.
Jae chuckled. He stood up and said, “Come do your homework in my office. Don’t you have a chemistry test soon?”
“Tomorrow,” Junsu muttered as he followed Jae to the office.
Jae sat in his chair. Junsu sat across from him. Despite the desire to watch porn, Jae managed some of the online accounts he was in charge with. Again, Junsu shot covert gazes at him. Junsu only asked him one question, and that was what a particular scientific term meant, and Jaejoong searched for it on the computer. Junsu said nothing to him when he left.
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The next day, Jae was about to start jerking off when Junsu came into his office, dropped his bag and stood there with a defeated look on his face.
“What’s wrong?” Jae asked.
“I-I didn’t do well on my test,” Junsu said.
“I’m sure you did fine.”
Junsu shook his head, lower lip quivering. “No, I failed. I know I failed because I couldn’t concentrate.”
Jae pushed away from the desk. He kept the porn window open. He held out his arm and Junsu looked at it and then walked across the office and let Jaejoong hug him.
“I-I know-I failed. I did. I know it.”
Jae held him tightly and pulled him into his lap. Junsu sniffed and buried his face at Jaejoong’s neck.
“You’re smart, Su-ah,” Jaejoong said. “I’m sure you didn’t fail.”
“I did, I-are you watching porn again?”
Jae smiled. He reached to turn it off, but Junsu’s hand stopped his.
“Why? Why do they use their fingers like that?”
Jae shifted a bit under Junsu, so Junsu wouldn’t immediately feel his erection. God, he was about to have a sex talk with the cutest piece of ass he’d ever seen.
“It’s preparation,” Jae answered. “The anal muscles are really strong, and really tight. If you don’t loosen them up first, sex can hurt.”
“It’s kinda gross.”
Jae chuckled. “Trust me, they wash themselves and clean themselves before they film these things.”
They watched for a minute and then Junsu said, “Are you always supposed to wear a condom?”
“It’s a smart idea. There are some nasty diseases you can get, but if you’re with someone you trust and you know that both of you don’t have diseases then no, you don’t have to wear a condom.”
Junsu shifted in his lap, squirming, and Jae shot a glance at his crotch, unsurprised to see a bulge there. Junsu licked his lips, bit his lower one. Jae reached up with the pad of his thumb and pulled it out from between his teeth.
“Don’t do that,” Jae whispered. “Too cute.”
Junsu’s cheeks went pink. His eyes never left the screen. The couple on the screen started fucking. The bottom had his knees tucked under his body, his face pressed against the pillow. Junsu swallowed and squirmed again.
Jae had a hard time keeping his hand on Junsu’s thigh. And an even harder time keeping himself from rubbing it. He knew the kid was athletic; his thigh muscle was strong.
“Does it feel good, hyung?” Junsu asked.
“Does what feel good?”
“Sex, having … having a ..” He blushed.
“Having a cock in your ass?”
He nodded.
“Yeah, it feels good. Though I prefer putting my cock in an ass. In a relationship, that’s called a top. And the other, the one getting fucked, is a bottom.”
Junsu nodded, eyes still glued to the screen.
Jae knew his was pushing his luck, but he asked anyway, “Do you want to jerk off?”
Junsu meeped and looked at him. Jae smiled. “You can. Have you?” he asked, knowing the answer.
Junsu blushed and looked away, but he nodded.
“So let’s do it,” Jae said. “It’ll feel good and I don’t know about you, but I’m hard as rock right now.”
Junsu swallowed, “But-but-“
Jae grinned. “But what? You want to.”
“But, you’re-”
“It’s okay to do it together, Su-ah. Makes it better actually. Knowing someone is watching you. Now, if you don’t want to sit in my lap while we do it, you don’t have to, but I am going to jerk off because there’s only so much hot sexy boys fucking that I can handle before I go insane.”
Even though Jae really didn’t want to, he pushed Junsu off his lap. “Either leave if you’re uncomfortable and go jerk off in your room, or go shut the door and come back and jerk off with me.”
Junsu bit his lip. Jae reached for it, but Junsu let it go. He turned around and while he was on the way to the door, Jae took his cock from his pants and moaned when he stroked it. He shut his eyes halfway. Junsu jerked around and watched him, and then went to the door and shut it.
Jae smiled.
Jae beckoned him back with his hand, and Junsu had never looked cuter, so unsure, so scared, so fucking sexy with his cock pushed against the front of his pants.
“Come on, Su-ah,” Jae said. “It’ll feel good.”
Junsu shuffled over to him, eyes downcast, but with no hesitation he climbed back on Jae’s lap. Jae moaned, eyes rolling back. Junsu watched him stroke his cock.
“It feels so good, Su-ah, even better because you’re watching me. Stroke yourself, Su. Let me watch you.”
“Isn’t … hyung, isn’t this wrong because I’m too young?”
Jae smiled. “No. You’re old enough to stroke yourself off. And really, I’m helping you out, is all. Come on, Su-ah.”
Junsu shifted and unbuttoned his pants. He fished his cock out from his boxers and Jae almost came, seeing it up close. Pink and healthy, long but skinny. So untouched. Unfucked. Junsu’s hand shook on the first upstroke, eyes focused on the video of the two fucking. The bottom was now riding the top.
“Oh, god,” Jae said. “That is called riding,” he said.
Jae’s hand pumped a bit faster. His other hand was settled around Junsu’s body again, on his hip, fingers gripping the flesh. Junsu was sitting, not relaxed as he stroked.
“Lean back, Su-ah. You need to relax.”
Junsu did, and Jae moved his hand under his school shirt, around his stomach. Jae moaned when his hand slid over soft, young skin. Junsu’s breath hitched. Jae stopped watching the video and watched Junsu. Watched his eyes shut and open in lust, watched his hand on his cock. He breathed on Junsu’s ear, delighting in the shivers down Junsu’s body. Junsu moved his hips, just a little, but as his breath sped up and his stroking quickened, his hips rocked back and forth on Jae’s thigh.
“Oh, god,” Jae whispered. His orgasm was coming fast.
He willed it away, but it crashed over him and without thinking he put his face to Junsu’s neck and bit down as he came, making a mess of his clothes.
Junsu whimpered, desperate and Jae forced his eyes open. He would not miss Junsu coming. He was squirming, twisting, trying to buck into his hand. Jae held him by his hips and slid him over, not caring about the mess. He held Junsu’s hips tightly and thrust up into his body, letting Junsu feel his cock. Junsu rocked harder, his head fell back to Jaejoong’s shoulder.
“Jaejoong,” he whispered. “Hyung.”
“You’re okay, Su-ah. Keep going. Come. I want to watch you come.”
Junsu whimpered. “Jae-hyung. Jaejoong.”
Jae kissed his neck and twisted Junsu’s nipple, and with only a loud moan as a warning, he quickly covered Junsu’s mouth as he screamed and come shot from his cock, landing wet and heavy on the white fabric of his school clothes.
Their breath steadied.
Junsu was shaking, and Jae held him tightly, peppering his neck and cheek with light kisses.
“You were wonderful,” Jae whispered. “So hot. So fucking hot.”
Junsu squirmed more and Jae loosened his hold.
“Should we do it again?”
“Hyung!” Junsu buried his face in Jae’s neck.
Jae chuckled. “You’re right. You have homework to do.”
Junsu groaned and snuggled deeper.
Jae looked over his shoulder and watched as the top in the porn pulled out and came all over the bottom’s back and ass.
He definitely needed to do that to Junsu one day.
Junsu was shaking.
“Su-ah? What’s wrong?”
“I … I… that was wrong, hyung. It was. I know it was.”
Jae lightly took Junsu’s chin in his fingers. “Did you like it?”
Junsu bit his lip and nodded.
“Are you going to tell anyone?”
“No, hyung, never.”
“Then don’t worry about it, okay?”
The lower lip was still between his teeth. This time, Jae leaned forward and licked it. Junsu’s mouth opened with a gasp. Jae moved his hand behind Junsu’s head and kissed him, licking at his lips and open mouth. Junsu moaned and twisted. Lips together, Jae lifted him and helped him rearrange until he was straddling Jae’s lap, legs over the arms of the chair. Jae rocked his hips up and let Junsu feel his erection. Junsu whimpered. His cock was hard again. Jae reached between them and wrapped his fingers around it carefully and stroked Junsu lightly.
Junsu broke away from his lips with a groan. He leaned forward, face at Jae’s neck. He thrust his hips forward and back, a constant whimper streaming from his throat.
Jae gasped and stopped.
Junsu gasped in the silence. Jae shifted and lifted his hips enough to yank his pants down. He pushed Junsu off him, and did the same, yanking his pants down to his thighs.
“Hyung,” Junsu whispered, scared again.
Jae pulled him forward by his cock, and Junsu fell against him. Their cocks brushed and Jae took both of them in his hand and stroked, staring at the difference between his wide cock and Junsu’s smaller one. He demanded another kiss, and with hands gripping Jae’s shoulders he gave it, dirty and wet and needy. Junsu gasped, eyes flying open.
“Hyung, I’m … oh fuck, hyung.”
“Come, Junsu. Come all over us.”
Junsu shook and his body collapsed against Jae as he cried out Jaejoong’s name again and came hard over Jae’s stomach.
“Fuck,” Jae said. He covered his hand in come and then flipped Junsu around. Junsu was too blown to protest. Jae spread those beautiful ass cheeks, creamy and young and sat Junsu on his lap. He rocked Junsu back and forth, his cock sliding between his body, covering everything in come. Junsu leaned back against him, arms around his neck and their lips met in another kiss. Jae grabbed Junsu’s cock and groped him, cupping his balls and the young boy continued rocking in his lap.
“Fuck, Su-ah, you are so sexy. So fucking gorgeous,” Jae whispered.
Junsu’s smile was fleeting, but it was enough for Jae to know that this was not going to be the only time this happened.
He held Junsu’s hips still, cock nestled between those mounds of flesh and he came, covering Junsu’s ass and his own stomach. He moaned Junsu’s name, right in his ear. Junsu shivered, and once again they sat, trying to control their breathing. After a minute, Jae realized Junsu was nodding off, body sated.
He nudged him and said, “You are not taking a nap in my office.”
Junsu smiled, sleepily.
“Get dressed. It’s almost time for dinner anyway.”
Junsu stood up. Jae kept his hands on his hips to steady him as he pulled his pants back up. His school uniform was ruined.
Jae pecked him on the lips. “Go get cleaned up. I’ll see you at dinner.”
Junsu smiled. “Okay, hyung. Thanks. This was … good.”
Jae laughed. “Yeah, it was.”
Part 3: Loving
Part 1: Touching
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