[Oneshot]After School Romance
Title : After School Romance
Author : freedomthisway
Rating : Beyond NC-17, like srsly.
Character/Pairing : Heechul, Hankyung, Siwon / HanChul (main), SiChul, SiHanChul
Word Count : exactly 3000 words.
Warning : Double penetration, dirtiest threesome I’ve ever made (and yes, it’s the first time I wrote threesome), minor sex. YOU’VE BEEN WARNED.
Genre : Highschool AU, PWPWPPWPOTP (Porn-Without-Plot With Plot --Plot? What Plot?-- Oh, That Plot).
Summary : Bad, bad, porn.
Author's Note :
I’m supposed to be on hiatus but I have to post this before the deadline past its due.
My first oneshot after so long and it comes to this? Filthy smut beyond words… *shakes head*
And really, can the title get even more deceiving than that? *facepalms* People who read this without reading the rating and warning might assume this is some kind of sweet high school gay romance flick.
Anyway, this piece is written as an entry for ficcy’s The Heechul’s Kissing Massacre Contest, fanfiction challenge. And my dear renichifreak beta-ed this for me.
…I finished this piece a long time ago, but even now my brain is still pretty much dead. So, just read, plz?
Hope this’ll make your panties wet you’ll enjoy this.
Hankyung slides the classroom door hard. It’s already dark outside and he needs to be home soon to feed his dog.
Stepping inside, he stops suddenly, eyes widening at the sight before him.
There on the first row, right on his very desk, two men are kissing passionately. One of the man’s hands is inside the other’s pants, visibly squeezing, moans and gasps clearly heard in the empty classroom.
His father had been transferred from China to South Korea only three months ago and Hankyung is still considered a new student here. But still, when those two guys turn their glazed stares towards him, he can recognize them easily.
Choi Siwon and Kim Heechul.
One is his junior who’s also the only son of the school board coordinator. Your typical super-popular jock, yet with the brains to match the brawn.
The other is Hankyung’s classmate, infamous for his beauty and carefree and self-centered attitude, leading him to be one of the most problematic students ever.
Kim Heechul is brash, hot-tempered, selfish, and a poster child of what people would call a bad influence. People even say he’s quite the slut, and many male students claim that they have had a taste of him.
But despite all the nasty rumors going around about him, Kim Heechul has also been monopolizing Hankyung’s full attention since the first day they met.
Last time he checked, there is absolutely no rumor mentioning these two being together in a relationship. Yet here they are, making out in an empty classroom long after school was over.
The fact that someone had caught them red handed doesn’t seem to bother them at all. They just keep staring at Hankyung’s frozen form with their half-lidded eyes and Heechul’s occasionally licking over Siwon’s wet lips.
“Um….” Hankyung scratches his hair, at a loss over what to say. “I left my bag behind.”
Actually, it’s ridiculous to explain himself to these guys. He’s not the one whose hand was caught under someone’s pants after all.
But those two men are still staring at him, and in an indecent position like that, they look kind of hot.
Okay, scratch that. They look really hot.
And Hankyung figures that the faster he escapes this situation, the better it is for his mental health.
His bag is inside his desk’s drawer. Hankyung has no choice but to approach it, which unfortunately also means approaching them. He’s quickly pulling the canvas bag out when he sees something on the table right beside Heechul’s body that causes his eyes to widen even more.
It’s a bottle of honest to God lube. Inside, the fluid gleams under the lamp light.
Hankyung raises his eyebrows. It looks like they were planning to have some after-school-fun. Looking up, he sees Heechul staring at him, mouth quirked in obscene ways.
“Find your bag, Hankyung-sshi?” Heechul looks amused.
It catches Hankyung off guard to know Heechul remembers his name because Hankyung always thought that Kim Heechul lives in his own world, oblivious to his surrounding. He seems to space out a lot during lessons and often skips classes too.
Hankyung slings his bag over his shoulder. “Yup. Don’t mind me. Carry on.” Grinning politely, Hankyung’s just about to walk away when Heechul’s sudden grip on his wrist stops him.
Hankyung stares down at the long fingers wrapped around his wrist and then at Heechul, who’s watching him quietly from beneath his long bangs, Siwon grinning amusedly behind him.
Hankyung tries to shake him off but Heechul tightens his grip before suddenly turning his head toward Siwon, lips ravishing the junior’s once again.
Hankyung gapes, not knowing how much time has passed as he’s standing there --eyes following every lick, suck, and lap those two pink tongues make-- but as their lips finally part, Hankyung knows that he’s aroused as hell.
And of course, Heechul notices that.
“Like what you see?” Heechul’s eyes flick on Hankyung’s visible hardness beneath his pants.
Oh, hell yeah, is what Hankyung really wants to say. But looks like he won’t need to because Heechul then lurches forward, pulling Hankyung to him by the hand at the same time, and kisses him hard.
The kiss is so slick and messy and, to Hankyung’s amazement, Heechul’s lips feel very soft on his chapped ones. His tongue licks and tangles in a seductive way, the teeth catch on Hankyung’s lower lip, sucking and nibbling.
It’s weird though, because somehow Hankyung feels that Heechul kisses him as if he wants Hankyung to lead, to initiate more.
So Hankyung does.
“Damn, Siwonnie. He’s good.” Heechul pulls back after a moment, eyes still on Hankyung’s. “He’s fucking good.”
Glancing, Hankyung can see Siwon leaning closer to him.
“Hankyung-sshi, we’re bored,” Siwon says, eyes suddenly darkened with much fiercer lust. “Want to play?”
Hankyung blinks at the not-so-hidden lewd meaning behind that invitation. The thought of his dog waiting at home crosses his mind. But then Heechul opens his red lips slightly, pink tongue darting out for a second before disappearing back inside and Hankyung’s heart skips a beat.
Somehow, he realizes that Heechul is waiting, daring him to continue.
Looks like it’ll be fun, Hankyung thinks and his cock twitches with desire.
Seriously, now that it has become like this, Hankyung doesn’t have any reason whatsoever to say no, does he?
---00o00---
Hankyung hisses, eyes are watching Heechul drag the tip of his tongue along the underside of his fully hard cock, only to repeat the movement at an agonizingly slow pace.
Siwon is watching them with hawk-like eyes over a desk not far from them, lazily jerking himself in long, tight strokes. His eyes meet Hankyung’s and at the feel of his cock pulsing inside Heechul’s mouth, Hankyung wonders if deep down, he’s actually an exhibitionist.
Heechul’s teeth suddenly grazed along his shaft and Hankyung flinches at the slight feel of pain on his sensitive flesh. Looking down, he can see a bit of annoyance in Heechul’s gaze.
It seems like Heechul hates it when the person he’s entertaining isn’t paying a full attention on him. Hankyung can’t help but find it cute.
Realizing that he has Hankyung’s eyes back on him once again, Heechul decides to speed the whole thing up.
When a minute later Hankyung’s hips bucks uncontrollably, he really can’t tell which makes him suddenly cum like a freight train: the feel of his cock-tip hitting the back of Heechul’s throat or the sight of Heechul’s hollowing cheeks as he swallows Hankyung deeply and sucks him good.
Heechul releases Hankyung’s cock with a lewd popping sound after a while, lapping what’s left of Hankyung’s cum, some of it dribbling over his lips as he stands up.
Siwon pushes himself off the desk and walks forward, stopping only when he’s gotten Heechul’s back plastered all over his chest, his arms circling Heechul’s waist. Unzipping the older man, his fingers proceed to sneak inside Heechul’s pants and wrap firmly around the leaking cock beneath.
Heechul moans aloud and throws his head back onto Siwon’s solid shoulder, eyes shut. His hands lift up, aiming to grab onto Siwon’s black hair. Once those long fingers sink into the thick silky strands, they grip tightly, refuse to let go.
Siwon ignores the stinging on his scalp, smirking as he’s staring at Hankyung’s slumped, spent and sated form there on the wooden table.
“Say, Hyung.” Siwon begins stroking, his hot whisper against Heechul’s ear making the older man shiver. “You seem to enjoy this so much. I know you’ve been eyeing him for a while.”
Heechul’s answer is another moan, hips bucking along Siwon’s calloused skin dragging over his hardness.
“You know, we can make this even more interesting,” Siwon whispers again. “We can always do that.”
Heechul opens his eyes, turning his head to stare hazily at Siwon.
“What?” Siwon shrugs and stares back at Heechul, amused, his eyebrows shooting up. “You’re the one who keeps saying that you want to try it.”
Heechul takes a long look at the oblivious Hankyung.
“Damn right, I do.” Heechul says, licking his lips, then glances down and grinds his ass backward onto Siwon’s crotch.
Siwon bites Heechul’s white nape to hold back his groan.
“Are you sure you can handle it, Siwonnie?” Heechul grins smugly. “It’s going to be a wild ride and I haven’t seen you cumming even once.”
Siwon pulls his teeth off. “You know I can,” he says calmly, licking the reddened bite mark left on Heechul’s skin. “And I should’ve been the one asking that question to you, Hyung.”
Heechul huffs. “Oh, come on. It’s me we’re talking about here.”
Siwon chuckles, simply agreeing, and leans forward to catch Heechul’s lips in a passionate kiss.
---00o00---
When Heechul approached him and dragged him out of his daze and off the table, ordering him to lie on the floor, Hankyung thought they would just be going for another round.
But as Heechul’s getting down and starts to work his magic to bring his cock alive once again, Hankyung can’t shake the feeling that this round will be different.
Because this time, Siwon joins them.
He’s kneeling there with mysterious grin on his lip, right behind Heechul’s jutted ass, spilling a generous amount of lube onto Heechul’s cleft before easing it up and down with his long fingers.
Hankyung can feel the delicious vibration of Heechul’s moaning spreading from the tip of his cock inside Heechul’s mouth down to his curling toes as Siwon finally slips --no, more like crams, from the looks of it-- two of his fingers inside Heechul’s hole.
Then Siwon pulls those digits back slowly, only to shove it back inside, and he keeps on going like that, over and over.
Pulling his upper body up and supporting it with his elbows to get a better view, Hankyung is mesmerized by the way Siwon’s fingers curl and scissor the opening and the fact that Heechul seems to enjoy the treatment a lot.
Hankyung is certain now that his cock will be inside that puckering hole sooner or later, but when Siwon starts to add another finger, and another one after a few moments, Hankyung begins to doubt that a privilege to fuck Heechul is the only thing these two guys have in store for him.
Because, seriously, three fingers still make sense, but four?
Hankyung is not that big.
But the sudden jerks of Heechul’s body as Siwon pulls out all his four fingers at once cuts Hankyung’s trail of thoughts.
A string of saliva stretched between Heechul’s wet lips and Hankyung’s cock-tip as Heechul’s mouth leaves him harder than ever and throbbing for more.
Heechul positions himself on Hankyung’s lap and without giving any warning whatsoever; he reaches back to still Hankyung’s leaking cock and slams himself down onto it.
Hankyung lets out a choking sound as strings of Tight. Hot. Fuck is filling his mind. Looking up, he sees Heechul watching him under heavy lidded eyes and Hankyung is dying to just thrust up, to move, but it feels like all of his nerves are being short-circuited and all he can do is just try his best not to cum right here, right now.
Heechul quirks a smile, deciding to give Hankyung a break and starts lifting his ass up, moaning as he feels his inner tissues rub against Hankyung’s cock, creating a stimulating friction over his prostate.
He rides Hankyung for a few more minutes, head thrown back, exposing his long pale throat for Hankyung to see.
Hankyung is about to sit straighter just so he can grab Heechul’s hips and makes him move faster, but at the same time Heechul stops moving completely, and rests his hands on Hankyung’s shoulder. Hankyung watches, feeling puzzled as Heechul looks over his shoulder and calls out Siwon’s name.
“I think I’m ready.” Heechul says and turns his head to stare down at Hankyung.
Siwon, who was standing back all the time earlier, is now moving forward with his fully hard cock in hand and kneels himself between Hankyung’s spread legs.
Hankyung gapes because now he can see what this is all about.
No way.
Heechul grins. “Don’t worry. Just try to stay still and move only after I tell you to.”
It’s as if Hankyung’s mind is thrown into an entirely different universe, one where everything is just crazy and unimaginable, when what feels like Siwon’s lube-slicked finger rubs along the swollen rim of Heechul’s opening surrounding his cock.
Both Hankyung and Heechul jolt when Siwon pushes just a little bit more into the rip, causing the finger to slip in roughly. Heechul’s breathing accelerates slightly.
The finger moves, and Hankyung loses himself in an exquisite sensation as he feels the slick digit sliding and rubbing against his hardness. Siwon’s squirming another in and starts scissoring and Hankyung can hear Heechul’s whimpering at the way his hole stretches even further.
And then, with a squelch, those fingers are gone.
Hankyung groans when one side of Heechul’s inner wall is accommodating at the sudden loss and slapped itself back onto his sensitive cock, once again surrounding Hankyung with unbelievable heat.
Siwon’s face appears over Heechul’s shoulder, whispering on his ear, coaxing Heechul to relax. And just like that, Siwon’s finger is back, sharp nail grazes Hankyung’s twitching cock inside as it slips in and spreads the opening wider to enable Siwon to set the tip of his cock in between.
Then Siwon pushes, retracting his fingers back at the same time as the head eases through and forces its way into Heechul’s tight passage.
“Oh, God…. Oh, fuck!” Hankyung is being incoherent now because he can feel it: every line of popping veins, every bump of ridges, every fucking inch of Siwon’s long shaft on his own.
Hankyung’s ears catches sounds of writhing coming from above him. Looking up, Hankyung quickly reaches out a hand to squeeze the base of his cock because fuck if the sight being presented in front of his eyes doesn’t make him this close to losing his already thin self control.
Eyes shut tight on his flushed red face, Heechul’s body is arching back and shuddering almost violently. His breath stuttered and uneven while biting his lips, a trickle of sweat running down along his pointed nose, and Hankyung knows he is trying so damn hard to control his inner muscles from squeezing around too much in reaction to the intrusion.
Hankyung assumes he hasn’t had much success in doing it from the almost unbearable pleasure Hankyung feels caused by endless clenching of the ass’ muscle on his cock. But still, Heechul looks so God damn beautiful like this, skewered between him and Siwon.
This, them, must be just too much for Heechul right now and he brushes Heechul’s cheek gently, hoarsely whispering to him, “Are you okay?”
Heechul’s eyes are opened, surprised gaze on Hankyung at the question. Hankyung watches in awe as his lips slowly form a warm smile.
Somehow it looks different than any of Heechul’s smile Hankyung has ever seen. It looks sincere, tinged with a bit of embarrassment. It’s almost like Heechul isn’t used to having people worry about him.
Hankyung just can’t take it anymore, so he pulls Heechul down by the back of his head and gives him his most gentle kiss.
Then it’s as if something clicks and Heechul’s tense body suddenly gets more relaxed and the tight squeezes on Hankyung’s cock are lessening gradually. Heechul’s gaze on him is soft after their lips part.
“Move,” Heechul finally says the word with a husky voice.
Hankyung gladly obeys, gripping Heechul’s hip with one hand and thrusting upwards as deep as he can get --he can’t help it-- dimly aware of Siwon doing the same.
Heechul moans --half pain, half tortured pleasure-- and soon three of them are moving.
Actually, it’s more like two of them move while Heechul is tossed around in wild motion between, hands pumping his own cock. And as if on cue, a rhythm is set: Siwon draws out as Hankyung pushes in, both cocks dragged in unbearable tightness.
It all quickly gets too much for them.
Siwon cums first, groans muffled as his cock swells and spurts inside Heechul’s body. Heechul wriggles at the feel of hot semen filling his body; letting out these broken noises and ragged cries, hand’s pumping his cock harder until it’s finally sputtering messily all over his stomach.
At the feel of Heechul’s ass pulsing and twitching and squeezing madly against him, Hankyung then follows, losing himself in the most intense orgasm in his life.
---00o00---
Five minutes later
“God, I reek of sweat.”
“No you’re not. You reek of sex. Now go home and ask your mommy to bathe you.”
“Screw you, Heechul-hyung.”
“Yeah, yeah. Just make sure you get home alright, Siwonnie.”
---00o00---
Two minutes later
“So…, I’m guessing you’re not together?”
“Who? Me and that bratty Siwon?”
“…. Stop laughing. I’m being serious here.”
“We’re simply fuck buddies. In case you haven’t noticed, Siwonnie is one hot junior after all.”
“Do you want to go out with me then?”
“Huh?”
“What? I’m pretty hot myself, and one hell of a nice guy.”
“…. Nice doesn’t really work for me.”
“Well…, then just hot will suffice, won’t it?”
“…. You’re kidding, right?”
“How could you say that? I’m practically pouring out my heart to you here. Besides, I just came so hard. No energy left to joke around.”
“…. I don’t know about hot, but you’re definitely cute when you pout like that.”
“See? You like me already. So, I’ll walk you off to school tomorrow?”
“…. Heh…. Sure…, I don’t mind. I bet this’ll be interesting. I’ve never had a foreigner as a lover before after all. But I’m telling you one thing: I come with warnings. So bear the risk on your own.”
“Oh, bring it on, baby. I can take it all.”
“……God……. You’re so lame. Now I regret this.”
END
PS: Thanks to all of you who had voted. Really appreciate it~! XD
Author : freedomthisway
Rating : Beyond NC-17, like srsly.
Character/Pairing : Heechul, Hankyung, Siwon / HanChul (main), SiChul, SiHanChul
Word Count : exactly 3000 words.
Warning : Double penetration, dirtiest threesome I’ve ever made (and yes, it’s the first time I wrote threesome), minor sex. YOU’VE BEEN WARNED.
Genre : Highschool AU, PWPWPPWPOTP (Porn-Without-Plot With Plot --Plot? What Plot?-- Oh, That Plot).
Summary : Bad, bad, porn.
Author's Note :
I’m supposed to be on hiatus but I have to post this before the deadline past its due.
My first oneshot after so long and it comes to this? Filthy smut beyond words… *shakes head*
And really, can the title get even more deceiving than that? *facepalms* People who read this without reading the rating and warning might assume this is some kind of sweet high school gay romance flick.
Anyway, this piece is written as an entry for ficcy’s The Heechul’s Kissing Massacre Contest, fanfiction challenge. And my dear renichifreak beta-ed this for me.
…I finished this piece a long time ago, but even now my brain is still pretty much dead. So, just read, plz?
Hope this’ll make your panties wet you’ll enjoy this.
Hankyung slides the classroom door hard. It’s already dark outside and he needs to be home soon to feed his dog.
Stepping inside, he stops suddenly, eyes widening at the sight before him.
There on the first row, right on his very desk, two men are kissing passionately. One of the man’s hands is inside the other’s pants, visibly squeezing, moans and gasps clearly heard in the empty classroom.
His father had been transferred from China to South Korea only three months ago and Hankyung is still considered a new student here. But still, when those two guys turn their glazed stares towards him, he can recognize them easily.
Choi Siwon and Kim Heechul.
One is his junior who’s also the only son of the school board coordinator. Your typical super-popular jock, yet with the brains to match the brawn.
The other is Hankyung’s classmate, infamous for his beauty and carefree and self-centered attitude, leading him to be one of the most problematic students ever.
Kim Heechul is brash, hot-tempered, selfish, and a poster child of what people would call a bad influence. People even say he’s quite the slut, and many male students claim that they have had a taste of him.
But despite all the nasty rumors going around about him, Kim Heechul has also been monopolizing Hankyung’s full attention since the first day they met.
Last time he checked, there is absolutely no rumor mentioning these two being together in a relationship. Yet here they are, making out in an empty classroom long after school was over.
The fact that someone had caught them red handed doesn’t seem to bother them at all. They just keep staring at Hankyung’s frozen form with their half-lidded eyes and Heechul’s occasionally licking over Siwon’s wet lips.
“Um….” Hankyung scratches his hair, at a loss over what to say. “I left my bag behind.”
Actually, it’s ridiculous to explain himself to these guys. He’s not the one whose hand was caught under someone’s pants after all.
But those two men are still staring at him, and in an indecent position like that, they look kind of hot.
Okay, scratch that. They look really hot.
And Hankyung figures that the faster he escapes this situation, the better it is for his mental health.
His bag is inside his desk’s drawer. Hankyung has no choice but to approach it, which unfortunately also means approaching them. He’s quickly pulling the canvas bag out when he sees something on the table right beside Heechul’s body that causes his eyes to widen even more.
It’s a bottle of honest to God lube. Inside, the fluid gleams under the lamp light.
Hankyung raises his eyebrows. It looks like they were planning to have some after-school-fun. Looking up, he sees Heechul staring at him, mouth quirked in obscene ways.
“Find your bag, Hankyung-sshi?” Heechul looks amused.
It catches Hankyung off guard to know Heechul remembers his name because Hankyung always thought that Kim Heechul lives in his own world, oblivious to his surrounding. He seems to space out a lot during lessons and often skips classes too.
Hankyung slings his bag over his shoulder. “Yup. Don’t mind me. Carry on.” Grinning politely, Hankyung’s just about to walk away when Heechul’s sudden grip on his wrist stops him.
Hankyung stares down at the long fingers wrapped around his wrist and then at Heechul, who’s watching him quietly from beneath his long bangs, Siwon grinning amusedly behind him.
Hankyung tries to shake him off but Heechul tightens his grip before suddenly turning his head toward Siwon, lips ravishing the junior’s once again.
Hankyung gapes, not knowing how much time has passed as he’s standing there --eyes following every lick, suck, and lap those two pink tongues make-- but as their lips finally part, Hankyung knows that he’s aroused as hell.
And of course, Heechul notices that.
“Like what you see?” Heechul’s eyes flick on Hankyung’s visible hardness beneath his pants.
Oh, hell yeah, is what Hankyung really wants to say. But looks like he won’t need to because Heechul then lurches forward, pulling Hankyung to him by the hand at the same time, and kisses him hard.
The kiss is so slick and messy and, to Hankyung’s amazement, Heechul’s lips feel very soft on his chapped ones. His tongue licks and tangles in a seductive way, the teeth catch on Hankyung’s lower lip, sucking and nibbling.
It’s weird though, because somehow Hankyung feels that Heechul kisses him as if he wants Hankyung to lead, to initiate more.
So Hankyung does.
“Damn, Siwonnie. He’s good.” Heechul pulls back after a moment, eyes still on Hankyung’s. “He’s fucking good.”
Glancing, Hankyung can see Siwon leaning closer to him.
“Hankyung-sshi, we’re bored,” Siwon says, eyes suddenly darkened with much fiercer lust. “Want to play?”
Hankyung blinks at the not-so-hidden lewd meaning behind that invitation. The thought of his dog waiting at home crosses his mind. But then Heechul opens his red lips slightly, pink tongue darting out for a second before disappearing back inside and Hankyung’s heart skips a beat.
Somehow, he realizes that Heechul is waiting, daring him to continue.
Looks like it’ll be fun, Hankyung thinks and his cock twitches with desire.
Seriously, now that it has become like this, Hankyung doesn’t have any reason whatsoever to say no, does he?
---00o00---
Hankyung hisses, eyes are watching Heechul drag the tip of his tongue along the underside of his fully hard cock, only to repeat the movement at an agonizingly slow pace.
Siwon is watching them with hawk-like eyes over a desk not far from them, lazily jerking himself in long, tight strokes. His eyes meet Hankyung’s and at the feel of his cock pulsing inside Heechul’s mouth, Hankyung wonders if deep down, he’s actually an exhibitionist.
Heechul’s teeth suddenly grazed along his shaft and Hankyung flinches at the slight feel of pain on his sensitive flesh. Looking down, he can see a bit of annoyance in Heechul’s gaze.
It seems like Heechul hates it when the person he’s entertaining isn’t paying a full attention on him. Hankyung can’t help but find it cute.
Realizing that he has Hankyung’s eyes back on him once again, Heechul decides to speed the whole thing up.
When a minute later Hankyung’s hips bucks uncontrollably, he really can’t tell which makes him suddenly cum like a freight train: the feel of his cock-tip hitting the back of Heechul’s throat or the sight of Heechul’s hollowing cheeks as he swallows Hankyung deeply and sucks him good.
Heechul releases Hankyung’s cock with a lewd popping sound after a while, lapping what’s left of Hankyung’s cum, some of it dribbling over his lips as he stands up.
Siwon pushes himself off the desk and walks forward, stopping only when he’s gotten Heechul’s back plastered all over his chest, his arms circling Heechul’s waist. Unzipping the older man, his fingers proceed to sneak inside Heechul’s pants and wrap firmly around the leaking cock beneath.
Heechul moans aloud and throws his head back onto Siwon’s solid shoulder, eyes shut. His hands lift up, aiming to grab onto Siwon’s black hair. Once those long fingers sink into the thick silky strands, they grip tightly, refuse to let go.
Siwon ignores the stinging on his scalp, smirking as he’s staring at Hankyung’s slumped, spent and sated form there on the wooden table.
“Say, Hyung.” Siwon begins stroking, his hot whisper against Heechul’s ear making the older man shiver. “You seem to enjoy this so much. I know you’ve been eyeing him for a while.”
Heechul’s answer is another moan, hips bucking along Siwon’s calloused skin dragging over his hardness.
“You know, we can make this even more interesting,” Siwon whispers again. “We can always do that.”
Heechul opens his eyes, turning his head to stare hazily at Siwon.
“What?” Siwon shrugs and stares back at Heechul, amused, his eyebrows shooting up. “You’re the one who keeps saying that you want to try it.”
Heechul takes a long look at the oblivious Hankyung.
“Damn right, I do.” Heechul says, licking his lips, then glances down and grinds his ass backward onto Siwon’s crotch.
Siwon bites Heechul’s white nape to hold back his groan.
“Are you sure you can handle it, Siwonnie?” Heechul grins smugly. “It’s going to be a wild ride and I haven’t seen you cumming even once.”
Siwon pulls his teeth off. “You know I can,” he says calmly, licking the reddened bite mark left on Heechul’s skin. “And I should’ve been the one asking that question to you, Hyung.”
Heechul huffs. “Oh, come on. It’s me we’re talking about here.”
Siwon chuckles, simply agreeing, and leans forward to catch Heechul’s lips in a passionate kiss.
---00o00---
When Heechul approached him and dragged him out of his daze and off the table, ordering him to lie on the floor, Hankyung thought they would just be going for another round.
But as Heechul’s getting down and starts to work his magic to bring his cock alive once again, Hankyung can’t shake the feeling that this round will be different.
Because this time, Siwon joins them.
He’s kneeling there with mysterious grin on his lip, right behind Heechul’s jutted ass, spilling a generous amount of lube onto Heechul’s cleft before easing it up and down with his long fingers.
Hankyung can feel the delicious vibration of Heechul’s moaning spreading from the tip of his cock inside Heechul’s mouth down to his curling toes as Siwon finally slips --no, more like crams, from the looks of it-- two of his fingers inside Heechul’s hole.
Then Siwon pulls those digits back slowly, only to shove it back inside, and he keeps on going like that, over and over.
Pulling his upper body up and supporting it with his elbows to get a better view, Hankyung is mesmerized by the way Siwon’s fingers curl and scissor the opening and the fact that Heechul seems to enjoy the treatment a lot.
Hankyung is certain now that his cock will be inside that puckering hole sooner or later, but when Siwon starts to add another finger, and another one after a few moments, Hankyung begins to doubt that a privilege to fuck Heechul is the only thing these two guys have in store for him.
Because, seriously, three fingers still make sense, but four?
Hankyung is not that big.
But the sudden jerks of Heechul’s body as Siwon pulls out all his four fingers at once cuts Hankyung’s trail of thoughts.
A string of saliva stretched between Heechul’s wet lips and Hankyung’s cock-tip as Heechul’s mouth leaves him harder than ever and throbbing for more.
Heechul positions himself on Hankyung’s lap and without giving any warning whatsoever; he reaches back to still Hankyung’s leaking cock and slams himself down onto it.
Hankyung lets out a choking sound as strings of Tight. Hot. Fuck is filling his mind. Looking up, he sees Heechul watching him under heavy lidded eyes and Hankyung is dying to just thrust up, to move, but it feels like all of his nerves are being short-circuited and all he can do is just try his best not to cum right here, right now.
Heechul quirks a smile, deciding to give Hankyung a break and starts lifting his ass up, moaning as he feels his inner tissues rub against Hankyung’s cock, creating a stimulating friction over his prostate.
He rides Hankyung for a few more minutes, head thrown back, exposing his long pale throat for Hankyung to see.
Hankyung is about to sit straighter just so he can grab Heechul’s hips and makes him move faster, but at the same time Heechul stops moving completely, and rests his hands on Hankyung’s shoulder. Hankyung watches, feeling puzzled as Heechul looks over his shoulder and calls out Siwon’s name.
“I think I’m ready.” Heechul says and turns his head to stare down at Hankyung.
Siwon, who was standing back all the time earlier, is now moving forward with his fully hard cock in hand and kneels himself between Hankyung’s spread legs.
Hankyung gapes because now he can see what this is all about.
No way.
Heechul grins. “Don’t worry. Just try to stay still and move only after I tell you to.”
It’s as if Hankyung’s mind is thrown into an entirely different universe, one where everything is just crazy and unimaginable, when what feels like Siwon’s lube-slicked finger rubs along the swollen rim of Heechul’s opening surrounding his cock.
Both Hankyung and Heechul jolt when Siwon pushes just a little bit more into the rip, causing the finger to slip in roughly. Heechul’s breathing accelerates slightly.
The finger moves, and Hankyung loses himself in an exquisite sensation as he feels the slick digit sliding and rubbing against his hardness. Siwon’s squirming another in and starts scissoring and Hankyung can hear Heechul’s whimpering at the way his hole stretches even further.
And then, with a squelch, those fingers are gone.
Hankyung groans when one side of Heechul’s inner wall is accommodating at the sudden loss and slapped itself back onto his sensitive cock, once again surrounding Hankyung with unbelievable heat.
Siwon’s face appears over Heechul’s shoulder, whispering on his ear, coaxing Heechul to relax. And just like that, Siwon’s finger is back, sharp nail grazes Hankyung’s twitching cock inside as it slips in and spreads the opening wider to enable Siwon to set the tip of his cock in between.
Then Siwon pushes, retracting his fingers back at the same time as the head eases through and forces its way into Heechul’s tight passage.
“Oh, God…. Oh, fuck!” Hankyung is being incoherent now because he can feel it: every line of popping veins, every bump of ridges, every fucking inch of Siwon’s long shaft on his own.
Hankyung’s ears catches sounds of writhing coming from above him. Looking up, Hankyung quickly reaches out a hand to squeeze the base of his cock because fuck if the sight being presented in front of his eyes doesn’t make him this close to losing his already thin self control.
Eyes shut tight on his flushed red face, Heechul’s body is arching back and shuddering almost violently. His breath stuttered and uneven while biting his lips, a trickle of sweat running down along his pointed nose, and Hankyung knows he is trying so damn hard to control his inner muscles from squeezing around too much in reaction to the intrusion.
Hankyung assumes he hasn’t had much success in doing it from the almost unbearable pleasure Hankyung feels caused by endless clenching of the ass’ muscle on his cock. But still, Heechul looks so God damn beautiful like this, skewered between him and Siwon.
This, them, must be just too much for Heechul right now and he brushes Heechul’s cheek gently, hoarsely whispering to him, “Are you okay?”
Heechul’s eyes are opened, surprised gaze on Hankyung at the question. Hankyung watches in awe as his lips slowly form a warm smile.
Somehow it looks different than any of Heechul’s smile Hankyung has ever seen. It looks sincere, tinged with a bit of embarrassment. It’s almost like Heechul isn’t used to having people worry about him.
Hankyung just can’t take it anymore, so he pulls Heechul down by the back of his head and gives him his most gentle kiss.
Then it’s as if something clicks and Heechul’s tense body suddenly gets more relaxed and the tight squeezes on Hankyung’s cock are lessening gradually. Heechul’s gaze on him is soft after their lips part.
“Move,” Heechul finally says the word with a husky voice.
Hankyung gladly obeys, gripping Heechul’s hip with one hand and thrusting upwards as deep as he can get --he can’t help it-- dimly aware of Siwon doing the same.
Heechul moans --half pain, half tortured pleasure-- and soon three of them are moving.
Actually, it’s more like two of them move while Heechul is tossed around in wild motion between, hands pumping his own cock. And as if on cue, a rhythm is set: Siwon draws out as Hankyung pushes in, both cocks dragged in unbearable tightness.
It all quickly gets too much for them.
Siwon cums first, groans muffled as his cock swells and spurts inside Heechul’s body. Heechul wriggles at the feel of hot semen filling his body; letting out these broken noises and ragged cries, hand’s pumping his cock harder until it’s finally sputtering messily all over his stomach.
At the feel of Heechul’s ass pulsing and twitching and squeezing madly against him, Hankyung then follows, losing himself in the most intense orgasm in his life.
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Five minutes later
“God, I reek of sweat.”
“No you’re not. You reek of sex. Now go home and ask your mommy to bathe you.”
“Screw you, Heechul-hyung.”
“Yeah, yeah. Just make sure you get home alright, Siwonnie.”
---00o00---
Two minutes later
“So…, I’m guessing you’re not together?”
“Who? Me and that bratty Siwon?”
“…. Stop laughing. I’m being serious here.”
“We’re simply fuck buddies. In case you haven’t noticed, Siwonnie is one hot junior after all.”
“Do you want to go out with me then?”
“Huh?”
“What? I’m pretty hot myself, and one hell of a nice guy.”
“…. Nice doesn’t really work for me.”
“Well…, then just hot will suffice, won’t it?”
“…. You’re kidding, right?”
“How could you say that? I’m practically pouring out my heart to you here. Besides, I just came so hard. No energy left to joke around.”
“…. I don’t know about hot, but you’re definitely cute when you pout like that.”
“See? You like me already. So, I’ll walk you off to school tomorrow?”
“…. Heh…. Sure…, I don’t mind. I bet this’ll be interesting. I’ve never had a foreigner as a lover before after all. But I’m telling you one thing: I come with warnings. So bear the risk on your own.”
“Oh, bring it on, baby. I can take it all.”
“……God……. You’re so lame. Now I regret this.”
END
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