[fic] Dress Up 2/3
Title: Dress Up
Pairings: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Genre: smut, romance
Warnings: cross-dressing, age difference (Yunho is 28, Jae is 16)
Chapters: 2/3
Summary: Jaejoong had always been pretty like a girl but not until the day he met Yunho, had he actually thought of dressing like one.
A/N: Hope you guys have enjoyed the fic so far~ I'm happy most of you seemed to really like Yunho's character here even though he's super shy and not what I usually write at all D:
Anyways, here's part 2 with pictures... This week's chapter is very smutty so it's NOT SAFE FOR WORK! Nothing explicit, but getting caught looking at this at work would be extremely awkward! XD
Part 2
By the time Jaejoong finally made it to Yunho's apartment next Friday, he was frustrated, angry and horny beyond belief. He'd spent the entire day at school biting his nails off from nervousness and way too excited about spending a whole night with Yunho to be able to concentrate on anything at all. After school he had went to band practice which hadn't gone well either - he was supposed to play the piano in a school festival together with some other kids from his class but he had kept messing up the notes and for that reason the teacher refused to let them off early - which meant he had missed the bus and had ended up walking home in pouring rain, just to realize he had forgotten his keys this morning when he had left for school and his mom and dad wouldn't be coming home for a couple more hours.
And so, after Jaejoong had finally been let in by his very cheerful father who had given permission for Jaejoong to spend the night at a friend's house easily. He had showered quickly, packed his toothbrush and shampoo, and finally left to go to Yunho's place. During the entire week the only thing on Jaejoong's mind had been what had happened with Yunho last time. He had memorized every single detail as well as he possibly could and repeated it in his head until whenever Jaejoong closed his eyes, he could practically feel Yunho's cock pressed against his and his breath tickling Jaejoong's lips. If there was one thing Jaejoong was sure of, he needed more of it.
Yunho looked just as excited to see him when Jaejoong finally burst through the doors that evening. It was already late and the sky behind Yunho's large windows was pitch black but it wasn't raining anymore.
"A day from hell!" Jaejoong explained while kicking off his shoes, "I failed at everything today!"
"Aw," Yunho smiled at him, pushing his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants and leaning against the door frame, watching Jaejoong struggle with the zipper of his jacket in the corridor. "Glad you made it though."
"Yeah... Yeah, of course," Jaejoong let out an excited puff of air and stepped closer to Yunho, who instantly grabbed Jaejoong's hand and started dragging him along to enter the bedroom.
"I figured I should get you something appropriate for a sleep over," Yunho told him as he opened the door to the large master bedroom, "You can't possibly sleep in a tight dress so I bought you something else."
"Cool," he only replied, looking down at the pink night dress, frilly shorts and striped underwear Yunho had placed over the bed covers.
"It's a cute outfit, isn't it? I think the pink goes well with the pattern here..." Yunho said proudly and then, slammed a hand across his forehead, "I forgot the socks! Wait a bit!"
Shaking his head at Yunho's eagerness, Jaejoong started unbuttoning his shirt while Yunho rummaged trough the closet, mumbling to himself and sounding very excited. When he turned around he had a pair of fluffy sleeping socks in his hands, but the look on his face was simply hilarious when he realized Jaejoong had already started undressing himself. For a short moment Yunho's eyes made a trip down every open button on Jaejoong's shirt before he realized what he was doing and covered his eyes with his open palm.
"I'll go out!" he almost shouted, dropping the socks somewhere on the bed before rushing out of the bedroom, "Take your time!"
Biting his lip trying not to giggle, Jaejoong took off his shirt and stepped out of his jeans to put on the night dress. It was really short - that was probably why Yunho had picked up the frilly shorts as well - but felt comfortable and nice to sleep in. The underwear wasn't as innocent looking as Yunho usually chose but enough to cover the most important parts. It was definitely the most comfortable outfit so far, Yunho had done a good job, and didn't take long for Jaejoong to put on.
"You can come in," he called out from the bedroom and moved to sit in the middle of the bed as Yunho cracked the door open to check if Jaejoong was really dressed already.
"Is it alright?" Yunho asked, closing the door after himself and getting on the bed as well - but staying a proper distance away from the boy. "It's not too tight or anything?"
"You picked well," Jaejoong grinned, wiggling his toes inside the sleeping socks, "I feel sleepy already."
"You do?" Yunho asked excitedly and even though it was a lie, Jaejoong nodded.
"Yeah, I really want to go to bed," he said, fighting back the redness about to break out across his cheeks, "Can we lie down for a bit?"
"Y-yeah," said Yunho who was clearly having a hard time processing the fact that Jajeoong was actually on his bed, dressed in a frilly girls' pajama. He pulled back the duvet cover as Jaejoong got under the blanket to lie down on his back, observing Yunho who had turned on the lamp on the side table but switched off the rest of the lights. Yunho was acting cooler than the last time they had met but still, it was easy to tell he was nervous. His shoulders were tense and he seemed to be unable to control his hands, for he kept fumbling with the alarm clock on the night stand before shaking his head and giving up.
A cold gush of air reached Jaejoong's bare legs as Yunho pulled up the covers to slide between the sheets next to Jaejoong. Instantly, Jaejoong rolled over to his side to face Yunho, the hem of the dress rising up and revealing the frilly shorts underneath it. For a moment they just layed there, looking at each other while gathering the courage to make the first move. Yunho hadn't shaved before Jaejoong's arrival - his chin was scratchy with stubble but in a way it made the older man look even more handsome. Yunho's white t-shirt was of a thin fabric, obviously much worn, and the shape of his wide chest was visible, as well as the curve of the muscles in his abdomen.
Just as Jaejoong was about to open his mouth to say something, Yunho gently pushed him down to lay on his back again and rolled on top of him. He didn't press his body down onto Jaejoong's but hovered above him, mere inches between them, and looked down at the younger with sheer craving. Without breaking eye contact, Jaejoong stared right back and bent his legs, allowing Yunho some space to lower his weight on top of him. But Yunho stayed absolutely still, a mental battle playing out in his eyes, arms on both sides cradling Jaejoong's head, holding himself up. Jaejoong was completely sure Yunho could hear how fast his heart was beating, chest moving up and down with the power of his breathing, nervous but ready for whatever Yunho wanted to do to him. Then Yunho finally acted.
One of his hands traveled down Jaejoong's side, brushing the cotton fabric with his palm and then sliding underneath the hem of the dress to take a hold of his hips. Eyelashes fluttering, Jaejoong kept staring up at the man above him, trying to let him know it was alright without words. Yunho caressed the side of his hip slowly, treasuring every moment as if he couldn't believe Jaejoong was actually there. When Yunho finally leaned in to press a kiss to Jaejoong's neck, the younger turned his head to the side and let out a shuddering breath of air. The hand on Jaejoong's hip moved to the back of his waist, forcing his smaller body to a slight arch and at last, let his weight down on top of the other. Jaejoong was shaking but he wasn't the only one.
Yunho's cock was suddenly pressed up tight between Jaejoong's legs, his stomach against Jaejoong's, one hand behind his back and the other reclaiming its usual place in Jaejoong's soft, black hair. Yunho's lips moved across the length of his neck, savoring every kiss to the pale skin, clearly taking his time with every move. The only thing Jaejoong could do, was lay there and try to remember to breathe. His hands found a perfect place from behind Yunho's shoulder blades, holding onto the man's t-shirt as Yunho continued to cover every bit of skin with heated kisses. Jaejoong hadn't even known it was physically possible to be that hard, for Yunho's cock felt like a bar of heated iron pressed against his thigh, so close to his own erection hidden by the delicate clothing. Then Yunho's lips found their way to Jaejoong's mouth and the younger forgot about everything in the world.
Yunho wasn't holding back at all. His tongue was in Jaejoong's mouth, rubbing against his, and his lips moved over Jaejoong's, keeping control of the kiss. It felt like Yunho was trying to devour his soul through his lips - to be honest Jaejoong would have gladly given it away - like he had been waiting all his life for this moment in bed with Jaejoong. When Yunho's hips finally thrust against his, Jaejoong let out a hopeless moan. Yunho moaned too, hurrying to move one of his hands down to grab Jaejoong's ass to help him move, and rocking his hips again, the friction between them almost unbearable. The kiss continued as Yunho apparently became frustrated with the excess amount of clothing between them, and roughly pushed down the frilly shorts Jaejoong had been wearing and leaving them dangling from one ankle. His hands were all over Jaejoong's underwear as soon as the shorts were off.
Fingertips flying over the thin fabric, Yunho felt up pretty much everything there was to feel. His favorite thing was clearly to play with the side seams, dipping his fingers inside the panties and grazing the side of Jaejoong's cock before rubbing between his legs with an open palm. By now Jaejoong was so turned on he didn't think it was possible to feel even more but then, Yunho shoved a hand into his own pants and pulled out his cock. He hadn't been wearing any underwear underneath his sweatpants. Jaejoong caught a glimpse of it before Yunho pressed it down between his legs - it took less than a second but it was enough to let him know he had been right. Yunho was simply huge, there was no other way to put it. The tip pressed between his buttocks, rubbing against the panties and Yunho moaned into his mouth, holding Jaejoong so close it was very hard to breathe.
With a shaking hand, Yunho moved his cock up and down between Jaejoong's legs, smearing pre-come on the fabric and breathing so hard it was like he had just ran a hundred miles in full speed. His fingers moved the panties aside, just enough for the tip of cock grace the skin between Jaejoong buttocks before pulling back and teasing again. Jaejoong's hands fell from Yunho's shoulders, he was too out of it to hold on, and the kiss had gotten sloppy and languid, both unable to keep going. At first Jaejoong didn't even realize what had happened when Yunho's lips disappeared, only to appear again in a place Jaejoong really wanted them to be. The hem of his dress had been pushed up, Yunho's lips moved down along his stomach, tongue dipping into his belly button and then, nose buried in the fair hair above Jaejoong's erection, his mouth had closed around Jaejoong's cock. He was still wearing the panties, Yunho had just pulled out his dick and had easily covered the entire length of it with his mouth.
"Ah-ha-ah!" Jaejoong gasped, the pleasure in his stomach building up so fast it made his head spin. The stubble on Yunho's chin somehow made it feel even better, the wetness of his mouth and the gentle press of a hand on his inner thigh - it all caused his climax to burst out of him embarrassingly fast. He had never in his life come so hard. With the tip of his erection pressed against Yunho's palate Jaejoong came, crying out loud in pleasure, as Yunho let his cock slip out of his mouth and pulled back to watch Jaejoong come. Spurts of come shot out and dribbled onto the dip of his hip bone, and calmly, Yunho made sure none of it got onto the dress. He was looking down at Jaejoong with so much affection in his eyes it made Jaejoong forget he was supposed to feel embarrassed about Yunho looking at him coming undone like this. Caressing the curve of Jaejoong's ass, Yunho stayed there above him, watching as Jaejoong kept panting, the muscles in his stomach twitching from the power of his orgasm.
Yunho's hand stopped caressing for a moment for him to take off his shirt. Letting out a tired sound, Jaejoong looked up and down Yunho's body, taking in the sight and trying to remember it forever. His cock was still hard as a rock, dangling out of his sweatpants from the sheer weight of it, and Jaejoong really wanted to touch it - to run his hand down the shaft and just feel it in his palm. But Yunho had other plans in mind. He layed his body down next to Jaejoong and gently turned him to his side, spooning him from the back and pulling him as close as physically possible before wiping the cum from his stomach and spreading it between his legs. For a moment Jaejoong didn't have a clue what he was doing.
"I'm going to... I'm..." Yunho exhaled, lips pressed against Jaejoong's ear, "Can I put it between your thighs?"
"Uh," Jaejoong moaned, not really understanding as Yunho pressed his legs together and moved one slightly over the other. He pushed up the hem of Jaejoong's skirt and then, inched down the panties enough to be able to press his cock between Jaejoong's buttocks and his inner thighs. It was slippery and messy but from the way Yunho's breath was hitching it must have felt really good. The tip of his cock graced Jaejoong's hole with every single push but slid past without a fail, and Yunho's shaking fingers had found the bow on the waist of the dress to toy with.
"Squeeze your legs together," he instructed, face buried in Jaejoong's shoulder as his hips moved in a slow rhythm, thrusting between Jaejoong's thighs. Jaejoong did as he was told and lied still, letting Yunho hold his body down in a position that pleased him. There was an obviously pleasured sound from the back of Yunho's throat when Jaejoong started pushing back, getting to the hang of things and he was fine with it - they didn't have to go all the way just yet - but he really wanted Yunho to come as well. The hand that had been playing with the bow on Jaejoong's night dress was now clutching the frilly fabric in his fist, and it was so hot Jaejoong had gotten hard again, too.
He rubbed his bare ass against Yunho's front, keeping his legs closed together as the pace quickened and not long after, Yunho too, was coming hard. Jaejoong turned his face to the side to give Yunho a kiss just in time - the older man let out a rather husky moan, kissing the other hungrily, as drops of warm come splattered all over Jaejoong's behind. He felt the warmth of Yunho's cum trickling down the crack of his ass, but Yunho didn't seem to care if the sheets would be ruined in the morning. He was still holding onto the dress with his other hand and keeping Jaejoong close with the other, lips moving over Jaejoong's in a sideways kiss. It took a while for their breathing to calm down a bit, enough for Yunho let out a tired chuckle, and press in closer again.
"Are you okay?" Yunho asked, just like last time something had happened between them, still sounding unsure.
"I'm perfect," Jaejoong snuggled closer, butt pressed up against Yunho's crotch, "I thought you would... You know... Do me..."
"I'm worried you're going to break," Yunho muttered, pressing kisses to Jaejoong's earlobe, "You're so small... So pretty... And it would hurt. A lot."
"It won't," Jaejoong argued, rolling over to his back to look Yunho in the eye, "I know you would never hurt me."
"It'll hurt no matter what I do to prepare you," he replied, sounding very serious, "You'll cry."
"I won't cry!" Jaejoong let out a laugh, shaking his head and throwing a leg over Yunho's hip playfully, "Try me and see for yourself."
"I really, really like you, Jaejoong," Yunho said, successfully changing the subject, "I really do."
"That's why I want it to be you," Jaejoong replied softly, fingers toying with one of Yunho's brown nipples as he smiled up at the other man, feeling immensely happy.
"Every single thing that comes out of your mouth just makes me happier," Yunho whispered, leaning in and once more closing the distance between them, lips taking Jaejoong's in a kiss as the palms of his hands mapped every inch of the younger man's skin.
When Jaejoong woke up on the next morning Yunho wasn't sleeping next to him. Just moments before he had been wonderfully warm - dozing off in Yunho's tight embrace - but he had apparently fell asleep again after a couple good morning kisses. There was light shining through the bedroom curtains but Jaejoong could tell it was still early morning. Turning over in bed, he saw the clock on Yunho's bedside table on his side of the bed - it was only eight thirty. Good, he still had the rest of the day to spend with Yunho and it was the best feeling imaginable.
Last night had been amazing. Every single moment was still vivid and clear in his head, from the all-consuming kisses to the amazing orgasm Yunho had given him, it had all been so perfect and yet they hadn't even gone all the way. The cuddling that had followed to the comfortable sleep in Yunho's embrace had been unbelievably wonderful as well. Where had Yunho gone now when Jaejoong was up and ready for more? Yunho hadn't said anything about having to go to work the next day. He sat up in bed, stretching and yawning widely, and then spotted something placed over the covers on the other side of the bed. It was another dress, light blue with a navy collar and silver buttons, a pair of long socks and new, matching baby blue underwear. It reminded Jaejoong of a sailor's uniform. So, this was what he was supposed to wear today.
Not really thinking much about it, he grabbed the hem of the night dress Yunho had given him to wear and tossed it on the floor along with the rest of his clothing before dressing himself. This time the dress fit him perfectly, even around the chest area. Even Jaejoong had to admit it was probably one of the cutest outfits he had worn to date - Yunho had really learnt what suited him and what looked nice on his slender, boyish figure. Jaejoong caught his reflection from the mirror as he got dressed, his mouth was still swollen from kisses and his hair was a mess - when he looked closely he even spotted two hickeys above his right collar bone. Yunho really hadn't held back last night.
Jaejoong sat down on the bed and put on one of the socks, wiggled his toes in it and pulled it up over his knee before grabbing the other and putting it on as well. The door opened - Jaejoong looked up just in time to see Yunho enter the room, carrying a tray of breakfast in his hands. There was a scent of something sweet - probably pancakes - but Yunho didn't put down the tray even though Jaejoong smiled at him encouragingly, happy as ever. He only stood at the door way, staring at the boy sitting on his bed and looked slightly strange. Yunho hadn't even gotten dressed yet - he was wearing the sweatpants from before, riding low on his hips, and still shirtless.
"Good morning," Jaejoong chirped, swinging his legs up and down to show Yunho the cute socks he was wearing.
Yunho opened his mouth but didn't say anything. His hands had started shaking, forcing him to put down the tray, drops of tea spilling and dribbling down the sides of the mugs. Confused, Jaejoong followed Yunho with his eyes as the older man clearly seemed to be having some sort of seizure. He opened his mouth to say something again and then closed it, repeated the action, until Jaejoong's confusion turned to worry.
"Are you alright?" he asked softly, sliding back to make some room for Yunho to get back in bed with him. Yunho took a seat and raised a hand to slowly reach out and touch the collar of Jaejoong's dress with the tips of his fingers. Yunho's thumb caressed the fabric, his eyes scanning the outfit from head to toe until finally, meeting Jaejoong's wide-eyed gaze once more.
"Cute," Yunho managed to say, brushing his fingers across the soft skin of Jaejoong's cheek. "You... You look really cute..."
"Baby blue suits me, doesn't it?" Jaejoong let out a relieved breath, now whole-heartedly enjoying Yunho's reaction and bit his lower lip, eyelashes fluttering. Yunho had absolutely no clue he was doing it on purpose. It was so easy to lead him on Jaejoong felt stupid for not getting it earlier.
Adam's apple bobbling in his throat, Yunho swallowed thickly before leaning in and pressing the softest kiss imaginable to the side of Jaejoong's already ravished red lips. His breathing was coming out in strained puffs as the butterfly kisses moved along Jaejoong's bottom lip to the other side of his mouth, so gentle it was hard for Jaejoong to stay still. He didn't want to move - Yunho was obviously having some sort of moment but he wanted more of those kisses, deeper and hungrier - and as if Yunho had been reading his thoughts, it happened again.
His tongue dipped into Jaejoong's mouth, causing the younger to part his lips instantly, the other man's breath hot in his mouth, hands grabbing Jaejoong's face and holding it tenderly in place. Yunho kissed him deeply, the tension rising with every movement of his lips, and the breakfast tray lay forgotten on the side table for something more urgent had just come up. There was more teeth and tongue than ever before - it seemed like Yunho simply couldn't help himself - they were both out of breath, both out of excuses to make it stop. When Yunho's hands let go of Jaejoong's face to grab his waist they didn't stop kissing. One of Yunho's arms wrapped around the smaller man's midsection, slowly lowering him down on the bed and they toppled over, with Yunho landing on top of him.
The kiss continued. Yunho sucked on Jaejoong's upper lip, dragging it to his mouth as his free hand made it's way down under, first squeezing Jaejoong's thigh in a tight grip and then disappearing under the hem of his skirt. Yunho's fingers were suddenly everything Jaejoong could think about. They cupped the bulge in his underwear, caressing every bit of revealed skin, fingers playing with the side hem of the girl panties until finally, pushing inside the garment. When Yunho's fingers finally touched his hole it was somehow different from before - much more urgent and more desperate. Yunho actually moaned into his mouth, the tip of his forefinger applying the smallest amount pressure to see if the muscle would give in and it did, causing Jaejoong to whimper out loud as well.
It was so hot Jaejoong's vision swam. He wanted Yunho's fingers inside him so badly it hurt, his cock was almost aching, and there was nothing hotter than the way the older man's hands felt on his ass. The finger slid in deeper, curled upwards and pulled back up again, and all Jajeoong could do, was to finally break the kiss and focus on breathing. He closed his eyes and panted, legs spread on either side of Yunho as the other continued to play with Jaejoong's tight hole. His thumb was circling the rim, rubbing the skin between his balls and his ass - Yunho definitely knew what he was doing under Jaejoong's skirt - hips starting to move against Jaejoong's, letting him have a taste of what the real deal would be like.
Their lips kept brushing against each other, eyes occasionally meeting, the air was filled with heavy breaths, both so turned on turning back wasn't an option. Then Yunho added a second finger, slowly sliding it inside with the second and suddenly Jaejoong wanted Yunho to never stop fingering him. It was slightly uncomfortable at first without any lubrication, but then Yunho did something that made Jajeoong's toes curl. His fingers pushed in deep, rubbed against something inside him and even surprising himself, Jaejoong let out a loud cry of pleasure.
"That's where it is?" Yunho spoke to his lips breathlessly without really expecting an answer and moved his fingers again.
"Oo-ooh!" Jaejoong let out another moan, eyes open wide in astonishment. They looked at each other as Yunho kept his fingers there, touching the sweet spot inside him, and Jaejoong wasn't sure if he was going to cum, explode or start crying because it just felt so damn intense. Yunho's lips traveled down from his chin to his neck, kissing the heated skin as well as he could while popping open the buttons on Jaejoong's dress while his other hand worked magic down under. When his lips reached Jaejoong's nipples, the younger was almost sobbing.
He held onto Yunho's shoulder's for dear life, feeling every movement of Yunho's slowly rocking hips to his long fingers moving inside him, his cock pressed up against the bulge in his underwear, his mouth covering every bit of exposed skin of his chest with hungry open-mouthed kisses. Any minute now, he was going to come harder than ever before, but much too soon, Yunho's fingers ceased to move inside him. Looking down to find out why he had stopped, Jaejoong was greeted with another kiss, an already familiar tongue pushing into his mouth for a brief visit.
"Fuck it," Yunho whispered to his lips, voice coming out shaky and strained - the words sounded strange as Jaejoong had never heard him curse before, "I can't wait anymore, I just can't."
"It's... You can..." Jaejoong tried to say but it seemed like his other head had completely taken control for it was very hard to form actual sentences, "Yunho, please."
But Yunho understood. His eyes widened in excitement, for a moment making him look much younger than his actual age, and clumsily started reaching out for the nearest side table. He almost pulled out the entire drawer with its contents in his eagerness to find what they needed. Grabbing a tube of lube and an entire box of condoms, Yunho placed them on the bed next to them before rolling over to his back with Jaejoong straddling him.
"Lift up your skirt," Yunho instructed and Jaejoong obeyed, hesitantly grabbing the hem of his dress and letting Yunho see everything. It was really embarrassing and Jaejoong tried not to look down - he was perfectly aware of the mess of pre-come in the thin fabric of the underwear - and so, he kept his eyes on Yunho's face as the other man finally pulled down his panties completely, Jaejoong's cock springing free of its confinement. Jaejoong's legs were shaking and he felt so ashamed that his face was probably more red than ever before, but Yunho took his time in preparing him for what was to come.
Lifting his hips enough to push down the sweatpants he was still wearing, Yunho took out his cock and ran his hand up and down the shaft a couple times before grabbing a condom. He opened it quickly - Jaejoong forgot to keep the fabric of the skirt up, unable resist looking at it, as Yunho rolled the piece of rubber over his cock with ease. Jaejoong was starting to get nervous now, but luckily Yunho placed a reassuring hand on his hip underneath the skirt and caressed the naked skin in circular motions while covering his cock with strawberry scented lube. They looked into each other's eyes as Yunho guided his cock to the right place, the tip blunt but slick against his hole. Jaejoong had never been more nervous. It was extremely hard to breathe now - this was it - and then, the hand on his hip pressed him down and just like that, Yunho was inside.
Yunho had been right. It was only the tip but it had Jajeoong gasping in pain - it felt way too big, it was never going to fit - but there was no other choice but to try to go slow. His legs were shaking from both keeping himself up and the unexpected pain, he couldn't sit down on it, it would undoubtedly break him, but Yunho remained patient, both of his hands now under Jaejoong's skirt, directing his hips. He wasn't going to cry, he would prove Yunho wrong, but it really did hurt much more than Jaejoong had ever imagined it to. Hoping that kissing Yunho would distract him, Jaejoong leaned closer to reach Yunho's lips and the cock inside him slid in deeper. Yunho caught his lips in time to drown the other's cry of pain and kissed him deeply. It didn't work either.
Jaejoong got back up, both hands on Yunho's bare chest for support and stayed there with the other man's cock now fully inside him, trying to hold back the sounds. Knowing he needed to keep breathing and to calm himself, Jaejoong sneaked a hand under the hem of the dress and felt himself up. He was still hard as a rock, his cock pointing up eager as ever, but Yunho seemed extremely worried.
"Jaejoong..." he muttered, voice heavy with pleasure he was trying to conceal, "We can stop if you're hurting-"
"No!" the other shook his head with determination, using the little strength left in his legs to move up and down as slowly as he could. He had never before felt that full - Yunho's cock was so thick it filled every bit of his being - it would take some getting used to but he was going to get there.
Throwing his head back, Jaejoong sunk his teeth into his bottom lip and moved. If he kept his eyes closed Yunho wouldn't see the tears about to stream down his cheeks. Trying to breathe through his nose, Jaejoong rocked his hips again, mouth parting to let out a whimper. He wanted so badly for it to work, he'd do anything to pleasure Yunho, but it was really hard to keep moving when the muscles in his legs were already ready to give up. But luckily the older man was as patient as ever.
Yunho had undoubtedly noticed he had been struggling because with gentle hands, he grabbed Jaejoong by the waist to roll them over. With Jaejoong on his back, it was much easier for Yunho to take charge. He bent the younger in half, bending his knees and pressing Jaejoong's thighs against his stomach and slowly, guided his cock back in. Their eyes never left each other - Yunho caressed his cheek and wiped away the tears, moving so slowly the languid drag of his hard cock inside Jaejoong barely hurt at all. In fact, it felt a lot better with Yunho's heavy weight on top of him, distracting him of the pain in his lower half. Truthfully Jaejoong had been expecting an I told you so from Yunho but he never said anything.
Sniffling pitifully, Jaejoong wrapped his arms behind Yunho's neck and pulled him closer, hugging him with all his might as they continued to make love. The pathetic cries Jaejoong had been emitting quieted down and turned into soft gasps, both breathing into each other's mouths as Yunho's hips rocked slowly, like fucking Jaejoong was all he ever wanted to do for the rest of his life. There was no hurry even though Yunho's gaze was darkened by lust, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked down on Jaejoong, observing his reactions closely. It had started to feel pretty good and Jaejoong couldn't help it - his cock kept brushing up against Yunho's stomach in the most pleasurable way possible, the sweat between their bodies making everything slippery and he pushed back, shifting slightly under Yunho, causing the older man to let out a moan.
"Jaejoong," Yunho grumbled huskily, voice dripping with sex, shivers going down his spine, cock sliding in deeper into the other's warmth.
It happened again. The tip of Yunho's cock graced something inside him, something that made his back arch off the bed and his hands grip Yunho's shoulders harder, nails digging into the other man's tanned skin.
"Ah-ah!" Jaejoong moaned, barely able keep his eyes open, toes prickling and stomach tightening. Sliding an arm around his midsection Yunho pulled him closer, burying his face into the crook of Jaejoong's neck and started thrusting faster. Within seconds Jaejoong was coming. He hadn't been expecting it at all - he hadn't even known it was possible to feel that good - but the pressure inside him was relentless, turning him into a whimpering mess until everything exploded.
Long spurts of cum shot out of his cock and landed between their bodies, drops trickling down into Jaejoong's belly button and sticking to the soft curls of hair above his cock. They were kissing again, lips moving together messily, waves of intense pleasure running through Jaejoong's body like electric shocks. As the feelings gradually passed, Jaejoong was suddenly aware of the hard cock inside him again but no longer cared even if it did break him in half. He lay there underneath the other man, looking up at him with utmost adoration, so relaxed after his climax Yunho could have probably fucked a hole in him and he wouldn't have noticed. The older man was shaking now too.
He clung to Jaejoong with both of his arms, one hand squeezing a fistful of the fabric of Jaejoong's dress and the other around his hips, groping the roundness of Jaejoong's behind. Hips jerking, Yunho thrust in deeper and then reached his climax as well. His hips moved one or twice more, cock pushing as deep as he dared to go before pulling out and with a swift movement of his hand, yanked off the condom and came all over Jaejoong's stomach. Their foreheads pressed together as Yunho jerked himself off, heavy splatters of cum adding to the already sticky mess on Jaejoong's pale stomach. They were both breathing so fast talking was completely out of the question for several minutes.
After a long while of catching their breaths, Yunho reached out to grab the t-shirt he had been wearing last night from the floor and knelt between Jaejoong's legs to wipe off the mess. It was everywhere but on the dress - Yunho had managed to push it up at some point - but Yunho kept cleaning until Jaejoong was pretty sure there wasn't a single drop of cum left anywhere on his body. Then Yunho gestured him to lift up his arms and Jaejoong obeyed, letting Yunho undress him completely before one by one pulling off the thigh high socks Jaejoong had still been wearing. It was the first time for Yunho to see him completely naked and honestly, he seemed just as mesmerized with or without the girly dresses.
Kicking off his sweatpants that had remained wrapped around his thighs, Yunho crawled back on top of him and covered them both with the blanket, the boy in his embrace, cheek against Yunho's chest. Jaejoong had never been held like that before. The older man's lips found his and captured them in a soft kiss, tongue gliding into his mouth, and it was so tender and so perfect Jaejoong almost felt like crying again.
"So this is it," Yunho whispered into his mouth with a soft, breathy voice, "Can't go back now. We're doing this."
"Do you want to go back?"
"Hell no," Yunho cursed, chuckling a little before taking Jaejoong's face in his palms and looking him in the eye. "But you must understand you can never tell anyone. Not until you're of age."
"I understand," Jaejoong nodded, "I won't tell a single soul."
"Other people would think this is wrong," Yunho continued, "They'd never understand... They'd think I'm a horrible, evil, abusive-"
"Stop," Jaejoong interrupted him, "I know you're not like that. You're the sweetest man I've ever met."
"And have you met a lot of men?" Yunho grinned, almond eyes twinkling.
"Well... Not exactly, not like this," Jaejoong laughed, feeling his cheeks turn red in embarrassment under Yunho's observant gaze, "I haven't even had anyone lie on top of me like this before you."
"How about..." Yunho mumbled, starting to press kisses to the side of Jaejoong's mouth, hands sliding in between his legs, fingers brushing the cleft of his ass, "Have you had anyone's fingers here before me?"
"You know I haven't," the blush on his cheeks darkened as Yunho's digits circled the rim of his very sensitive entrance.
"Have you ever had anyone eat your ass before?" Yunho continued to ask, now grinning so fiercely for a moment he looked like a wild animal.
"No..." Jaejoong muttered trying not to sound too eager, feeling his heart skip a beat when Yunho suddenly turned him over to his stomach, hands going up and down the back of his thighs.
"We have to fix that," came Yunho's voice from behind him as his lips traveled down Jaejoong's spine and the younger hid his face in the pillows, muffling the pleasured noises already escaping his lips.
Jaejoong's legs were shaking. He was sitting on the toilet seat, watching Yunho brush his teeth dressed in only his boxer briefs. Yunho had asked him to join him in the shower, but truthfully Jaejoong's butt was hurting quite badly - that was the reason he had sat down on the toilet in the first place. He didn't want to seem weak. Also, the hickey Yunho had just sucked onto his left buttock moments before was only making it worse.
"Do you need to pee?" Yunho asked with his mouth full of toothpaste, lifting an eyebrow at Jaejoong's pained expression.
Jaejoong shook his head, trying not to look apprehensive, but Yunho wasn't buying it. He spat into the sink and flushed his mouth with water before pausing to stand in front of the younger with his hands on his hips.
"Number two?"
"No!" Jaejoong denied, blushing deeply, bit his lip and then spoke, "My butt hurts."
"Ooh..." Yunho crouched down in front of him, placing both of his hands on Jaejoong's thighs. "I'm sure this doesn't help but it's to be expected. Can you stand up?"
"I guess..." he muttered in return, grabbing Yunho's shoulders and using them for support to stand up. Yup, his legs were still shaky. The orgasm Yunho had gave him before had made it even worse - they hadn't made love for a second time but the way Yunho's tongue had swirled around inside him, just the mere thought of it, was enough to make him feel light-headed again. Yunho had practically fucked his brains out it seemed.
"Can you get in the shower with me?" Yunho asked, wrapping one of his arms around Jaejoong's waist to keep him steady. Jaejoong quite liked standing up like this, Yunho felt even taller and stronger, like he could let the man support all his weight and he wouldn't even have any trouble with it.
"I have to get cleaned up, don't I?" said Jaejoong, letting Yunho help him to the shower stall and resting his back against the tiles on the cool bathroom wall. Yunho tossed his boxers to the floor and helped Jaejoong out of his underwear as well - Yunho had asked him to wear girls' panties as usual - and then, turned the tap to let hot water drench them.
The water was warm but still felt cooling on Jaejoong's heated skin. Yunho held him still with an arm wrapped around his waist, fingers brushing through the boy's hair to keep it out of his eyes as the water trickled down their naked bodies. Letting out a heavy sigh, Jaejoong pressed his cheek to Yunho's chest and hugged him like a koala bear. It felt so good just to be like this. Yunho grabbed a sponge from the shelf full of shampoo and soap bottles, and started to softly wash Jaejoong's back with his free hand.
"How are we going to hide these hickeys, huh?" Yunho asked softly, nose pressed in Jaejoong's hair.
"Hmm," Jaejoong hummed as a reply, not wanting to think about it just yet. It could wait, he didn't have to be back home until later in the afternoon.
"You have cum in your hair."
"How did that get there?"
"I'm not sure," grinned Yunho, who had now stopped washing Jaejoong. Jaejoong looked up to meet Yunho's eyes to find out what the problem was - he wanted to Yunho to continue this relaxing treatment - but Yunho seemed to have other things in mind. His cock felt fully hard against Jaejoong's hip, the tip of it poking him on the stomach like it didn't like being ignored.
"You're hard again," Jaejoong announced, palms caressing Yunho's chest before wrapping his arms behind the taller man's neck.
"I know," Yunho said apologetically, "I can't help it."
Unable to resist the temptation, Jaejoong glanced down to finally look at it properly. In the bright bathroom lighting every vein was visible, the color of it was darker than Jaejoong's own - not to mention the difference in size. With slightly shaky fingers, Jaejoong reached down to touch it. He wrapped his fingers around the tip, then slid his hand down the length, feeling the weight of it in his palm. Yunho remained calm but his breathing had gotten faster - he was looking down now too and was paying attention to Jaejoong's every move. Jaejoong couldn't believe it had been inside him only moments before. No wonder his butt was throbbing.
The grip of his hand was loose as he stroked Yunho's cock slowly, going up and down the shaft, brushing his thumb over the underside of Yunho's erection, delighting in the way it twitched in his hand impatiently. Yunho's hold of his hips had gotten stronger but Jaejoong had no plans of stopping anytime soon. Knowing he was being childish, Jaejoong let go of Yunho's cock and watched it bounce back up.
"Don't tease," Yunho muttered with laughter in his voice, not approving of Jaejoong's giggles. He reached down to grab one of Jaejoong's hands to put it back where it had just been, and used it to stroke himself off. Jaejoong watched as Yunho moved it, twisting his wrist, showing him how he liked it to be done. Standing on his toes, Jaejoong closed his lips over Yunho's Adam's apple and sucked on the skin of his neck, eyes closing in the heat of the moment.
Yunho leaned in to capture Jaejoong's lips in another kiss, letting go of Jaejoong's hand after the younger had got to the hang of it and then, stepped closer to push Jaejoong against the bathroom wall. The tiles were slightly cold against his skin but Yunho's warmth kept him hot all over. The steam of the shower had made everything foggy and slippery but Yunho's legs were steady enough to keep them both upright. It was hard for Jaejoong to move his hand with Yunho practically plastered onto him and so he gave up - causing Yunho to suddenly flip him over. The surface of the wall was hard and cool as Jaejoong pressed his cheek against the ceramic tiles, Yunho's body enclosing him from behind. He felt the other man's cock slide between his buttocks, going up and down the cleft while making sure Jaejoong didn't fall down with a strong arm wrapped around his midsection.
Yunho's breathing felt heated and moist next to his ear, everything was so hot and wet, and then, he felt Yunho guide his cock down to Jaejoong's ass to find out if the muscle would still give in. His lips were planting open mouthed kisses all across the skin of Jaejoong's neck, hungry and eager as ever. Throwing his head back, Jaejoong let out a quiet moan, eyebrows furrowed from the slightly uncomfortable sensation in his lower half.
"Does it hurt?" Yunho asked, panting, the tip of his penis still pushing up against Jaejoong's hole with the slightest amount of pressure. Jaejoong shook his head - he was too turned on to care even if he wouldn't be able to walk properly for a week - causing Yunho to let out an eager groan. He adjusted their position, hips shifting a bit, and without hesitation, pushed back inside Jaejoong's body.
It felt quite different from the back but just as right as it had before. Yunho was supporting all his weight, keeping Jaejoong wrapped up in his embrace as his hips jerked back and forth, starting to fuck the boy, first going slow. All Jaejoong could do, was to moan and try to find something on the wall to hold on to. Yunho's thrusts were so strong his fingers kept slipping down from whatever he tried to grasp, and so, he settled on grabbing Yunho's forearm around his waist for support. Yunho had forgotten to use a condom and in a way it turned Jaejoong on even more - there was nothing between their bodies at all, and Yunho must have felt it too because he was moaning quietly with his mouth to Jaejoong's ear.
The tip of Jaejoong's erection kept poking the cool bathroom wall, steady flow of pre-come being washed away by the water as Yunho continued to fuck him from behind, the pace gradually turning faster. When Yunho grabbed the shower pipes with his other hand to ground himself, Jaejoong moaned loudly as the cock inside him slid in deeper from a slightly different angle. It felt so good Jaejoong could barely believe it. This had to be why the world revolved around sex - he never wanted to do anything other that didn't involve Yunho's cock deep inside him.
"Oh shit... Oh God," Jaejoong whimpered, voice trembling from the power of Yunho's thrusts, a litany of curses leaving his lips when Yunho lowered his hand to wrap it around the base of Jaejoong's cock. He started stroking it roughly, obviously trying to bring Jaejoong to his climax, but the younger didn't want it to end just yet. His cock was almost too sensitive to touch and Yunho's hand was gruff, the movement of his fingers too pleasurable to withstand. The thought that Yunho was probably going to come inside him crossed Jaejoong's mind again, his cock twitching in excitement as the waves of his orgasm washed through him, taking him by surprise.
The sound of Jaejoong's moans was drowned by the sound of running water. Drops of his come trickled down from between Yunho's fingers, the water washing them away, but all the strength in his legs had left him. Yunho kept him upright as Jaejoong gasped through his climax, taking huge gulps of air with every moan, body going haywire from the slow tug of the cock still buried deep inside him. Yunho grabbed his hair to turn his face to the side, their lips not quite reaching each other in the position they were in but close enough for Yunho to kiss and lick the side of his lips, their bodies still moving together in the most intimate way. It took several more minutes until Yunho came as well.
By the time Yunho finally reached the top, Jaejoong was sure the sweet spot inside him had been so thoroughly abused any more would have made him faint. Yunho held his tiny hips in a tight grip, other hand clutching Jaejoong's chest as he came with a low moan, pushing in as deep as he could go before letting himself go. It was the strangest sensation - Jaejoong felt it much more clearly now - as Yunho's cock pulsed inside him and the warmth of his heavy load filled him up. Everything was suddenly much more slippery than before, the pressure inside him was different, and clearly, the older man was having a hard time to keep breathing.
"Oh," Yunho moaned, eyes shut tight, "Oh God..."
"Aah," Jaejoong gasped in agreement, caressing Yunho's muscular arm calmingly. Yunho returned the gesture by brushing his hand up Jaejoong's stomach to his neck, wiping away the sweat the shower hadn't yet washed away. The older man clearly didn't want to pull out - he kept holding Jaejoong where he was, gently rocking their bodies until their breathing had calmed down enough to talk.
"I'm sorry for not using protection, I wasn't thinking," Yunho said, sounding ashamed, "You don't have to worry though, I was tested before we started... You know..."
"It felt better without," the other replied, voice coming out hoarse from moaning so loudly, "I liked feeling you come."
"Fuck," Yunho groaned before burying his face in Jaejoong's wet hair, "Don't say that when I'm still inside you or we're never getting out of this shower."
The bus ride home after the stay at Yunho's house was extremely painful. It was an unusually bumpy ride but the cushioned seat did absolutely nothing to relieve the pain in Jaejoong's behind. What had happened last night and the morning after, were like something out of someone else's life. It felt like Jaejoong had a glowing orb of happiness and love growing inside him, and he was sure everyone in the bus could see he had just been fucked royally. His cheeks kept turning upwards, lips curling into a smile without him realizing it, thinking of what he and Yunho had done only moments ago. He had the most toe curling feeling in the pit of his stomach, causing his insides to turn in excitement, and even the pain in his butt couldn't take that sensation away.
How much time was there left until the day he became of age? Jaejoong was sure his parents wouldn't have a problem with him dating someone older when he wasn't underage any longer. The fact that his and Yunho's relationship would have to be kept a secret until that day seemed challenging, but he'd do anything in his power not to fuck things up for them. But what was Yunho's and his relationship? Was Yunho his boyfriend? The hadn't exactly talked about it during the few months they had been seeing each other. Fumbling with the sleeve of his hoodie, Jaejoong looked out of the window, nothing but thoughts of Yunho in his mind, heart bursting with all consuming love.
Free Counters
Pairings: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Genre: smut, romance
Warnings: cross-dressing, age difference (Yunho is 28, Jae is 16)
Chapters: 2/3
Summary: Jaejoong had always been pretty like a girl but not until the day he met Yunho, had he actually thought of dressing like one.
A/N: Hope you guys have enjoyed the fic so far~ I'm happy most of you seemed to really like Yunho's character here even though he's super shy and not what I usually write at all D:
Anyways, here's part 2 with pictures... This week's chapter is very smutty so it's NOT SAFE FOR WORK! Nothing explicit, but getting caught looking at this at work would be extremely awkward! XD
Part 2
By the time Jaejoong finally made it to Yunho's apartment next Friday, he was frustrated, angry and horny beyond belief. He'd spent the entire day at school biting his nails off from nervousness and way too excited about spending a whole night with Yunho to be able to concentrate on anything at all. After school he had went to band practice which hadn't gone well either - he was supposed to play the piano in a school festival together with some other kids from his class but he had kept messing up the notes and for that reason the teacher refused to let them off early - which meant he had missed the bus and had ended up walking home in pouring rain, just to realize he had forgotten his keys this morning when he had left for school and his mom and dad wouldn't be coming home for a couple more hours.
And so, after Jaejoong had finally been let in by his very cheerful father who had given permission for Jaejoong to spend the night at a friend's house easily. He had showered quickly, packed his toothbrush and shampoo, and finally left to go to Yunho's place. During the entire week the only thing on Jaejoong's mind had been what had happened with Yunho last time. He had memorized every single detail as well as he possibly could and repeated it in his head until whenever Jaejoong closed his eyes, he could practically feel Yunho's cock pressed against his and his breath tickling Jaejoong's lips. If there was one thing Jaejoong was sure of, he needed more of it.
Yunho looked just as excited to see him when Jaejoong finally burst through the doors that evening. It was already late and the sky behind Yunho's large windows was pitch black but it wasn't raining anymore.
"A day from hell!" Jaejoong explained while kicking off his shoes, "I failed at everything today!"
"Aw," Yunho smiled at him, pushing his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants and leaning against the door frame, watching Jaejoong struggle with the zipper of his jacket in the corridor. "Glad you made it though."
"Yeah... Yeah, of course," Jaejoong let out an excited puff of air and stepped closer to Yunho, who instantly grabbed Jaejoong's hand and started dragging him along to enter the bedroom.
"I figured I should get you something appropriate for a sleep over," Yunho told him as he opened the door to the large master bedroom, "You can't possibly sleep in a tight dress so I bought you something else."
"Cool," he only replied, looking down at the pink night dress, frilly shorts and striped underwear Yunho had placed over the bed covers.
"It's a cute outfit, isn't it? I think the pink goes well with the pattern here..." Yunho said proudly and then, slammed a hand across his forehead, "I forgot the socks! Wait a bit!"
Shaking his head at Yunho's eagerness, Jaejoong started unbuttoning his shirt while Yunho rummaged trough the closet, mumbling to himself and sounding very excited. When he turned around he had a pair of fluffy sleeping socks in his hands, but the look on his face was simply hilarious when he realized Jaejoong had already started undressing himself. For a short moment Yunho's eyes made a trip down every open button on Jaejoong's shirt before he realized what he was doing and covered his eyes with his open palm.
"I'll go out!" he almost shouted, dropping the socks somewhere on the bed before rushing out of the bedroom, "Take your time!"
Biting his lip trying not to giggle, Jaejoong took off his shirt and stepped out of his jeans to put on the night dress. It was really short - that was probably why Yunho had picked up the frilly shorts as well - but felt comfortable and nice to sleep in. The underwear wasn't as innocent looking as Yunho usually chose but enough to cover the most important parts. It was definitely the most comfortable outfit so far, Yunho had done a good job, and didn't take long for Jaejoong to put on.
"You can come in," he called out from the bedroom and moved to sit in the middle of the bed as Yunho cracked the door open to check if Jaejoong was really dressed already.
"Is it alright?" Yunho asked, closing the door after himself and getting on the bed as well - but staying a proper distance away from the boy. "It's not too tight or anything?"
"You picked well," Jaejoong grinned, wiggling his toes inside the sleeping socks, "I feel sleepy already."
"You do?" Yunho asked excitedly and even though it was a lie, Jaejoong nodded.
"Yeah, I really want to go to bed," he said, fighting back the redness about to break out across his cheeks, "Can we lie down for a bit?"
"Y-yeah," said Yunho who was clearly having a hard time processing the fact that Jajeoong was actually on his bed, dressed in a frilly girls' pajama. He pulled back the duvet cover as Jaejoong got under the blanket to lie down on his back, observing Yunho who had turned on the lamp on the side table but switched off the rest of the lights. Yunho was acting cooler than the last time they had met but still, it was easy to tell he was nervous. His shoulders were tense and he seemed to be unable to control his hands, for he kept fumbling with the alarm clock on the night stand before shaking his head and giving up.
A cold gush of air reached Jaejoong's bare legs as Yunho pulled up the covers to slide between the sheets next to Jaejoong. Instantly, Jaejoong rolled over to his side to face Yunho, the hem of the dress rising up and revealing the frilly shorts underneath it. For a moment they just layed there, looking at each other while gathering the courage to make the first move. Yunho hadn't shaved before Jaejoong's arrival - his chin was scratchy with stubble but in a way it made the older man look even more handsome. Yunho's white t-shirt was of a thin fabric, obviously much worn, and the shape of his wide chest was visible, as well as the curve of the muscles in his abdomen.
Just as Jaejoong was about to open his mouth to say something, Yunho gently pushed him down to lay on his back again and rolled on top of him. He didn't press his body down onto Jaejoong's but hovered above him, mere inches between them, and looked down at the younger with sheer craving. Without breaking eye contact, Jaejoong stared right back and bent his legs, allowing Yunho some space to lower his weight on top of him. But Yunho stayed absolutely still, a mental battle playing out in his eyes, arms on both sides cradling Jaejoong's head, holding himself up. Jaejoong was completely sure Yunho could hear how fast his heart was beating, chest moving up and down with the power of his breathing, nervous but ready for whatever Yunho wanted to do to him. Then Yunho finally acted.
One of his hands traveled down Jaejoong's side, brushing the cotton fabric with his palm and then sliding underneath the hem of the dress to take a hold of his hips. Eyelashes fluttering, Jaejoong kept staring up at the man above him, trying to let him know it was alright without words. Yunho caressed the side of his hip slowly, treasuring every moment as if he couldn't believe Jaejoong was actually there. When Yunho finally leaned in to press a kiss to Jaejoong's neck, the younger turned his head to the side and let out a shuddering breath of air. The hand on Jaejoong's hip moved to the back of his waist, forcing his smaller body to a slight arch and at last, let his weight down on top of the other. Jaejoong was shaking but he wasn't the only one.
Yunho's cock was suddenly pressed up tight between Jaejoong's legs, his stomach against Jaejoong's, one hand behind his back and the other reclaiming its usual place in Jaejoong's soft, black hair. Yunho's lips moved across the length of his neck, savoring every kiss to the pale skin, clearly taking his time with every move. The only thing Jaejoong could do, was lay there and try to remember to breathe. His hands found a perfect place from behind Yunho's shoulder blades, holding onto the man's t-shirt as Yunho continued to cover every bit of skin with heated kisses. Jaejoong hadn't even known it was physically possible to be that hard, for Yunho's cock felt like a bar of heated iron pressed against his thigh, so close to his own erection hidden by the delicate clothing. Then Yunho's lips found their way to Jaejoong's mouth and the younger forgot about everything in the world.
Yunho wasn't holding back at all. His tongue was in Jaejoong's mouth, rubbing against his, and his lips moved over Jaejoong's, keeping control of the kiss. It felt like Yunho was trying to devour his soul through his lips - to be honest Jaejoong would have gladly given it away - like he had been waiting all his life for this moment in bed with Jaejoong. When Yunho's hips finally thrust against his, Jaejoong let out a hopeless moan. Yunho moaned too, hurrying to move one of his hands down to grab Jaejoong's ass to help him move, and rocking his hips again, the friction between them almost unbearable. The kiss continued as Yunho apparently became frustrated with the excess amount of clothing between them, and roughly pushed down the frilly shorts Jaejoong had been wearing and leaving them dangling from one ankle. His hands were all over Jaejoong's underwear as soon as the shorts were off.
Fingertips flying over the thin fabric, Yunho felt up pretty much everything there was to feel. His favorite thing was clearly to play with the side seams, dipping his fingers inside the panties and grazing the side of Jaejoong's cock before rubbing between his legs with an open palm. By now Jaejoong was so turned on he didn't think it was possible to feel even more but then, Yunho shoved a hand into his own pants and pulled out his cock. He hadn't been wearing any underwear underneath his sweatpants. Jaejoong caught a glimpse of it before Yunho pressed it down between his legs - it took less than a second but it was enough to let him know he had been right. Yunho was simply huge, there was no other way to put it. The tip pressed between his buttocks, rubbing against the panties and Yunho moaned into his mouth, holding Jaejoong so close it was very hard to breathe.
With a shaking hand, Yunho moved his cock up and down between Jaejoong's legs, smearing pre-come on the fabric and breathing so hard it was like he had just ran a hundred miles in full speed. His fingers moved the panties aside, just enough for the tip of cock grace the skin between Jaejoong buttocks before pulling back and teasing again. Jaejoong's hands fell from Yunho's shoulders, he was too out of it to hold on, and the kiss had gotten sloppy and languid, both unable to keep going. At first Jaejoong didn't even realize what had happened when Yunho's lips disappeared, only to appear again in a place Jaejoong really wanted them to be. The hem of his dress had been pushed up, Yunho's lips moved down along his stomach, tongue dipping into his belly button and then, nose buried in the fair hair above Jaejoong's erection, his mouth had closed around Jaejoong's cock. He was still wearing the panties, Yunho had just pulled out his dick and had easily covered the entire length of it with his mouth.
"Ah-ha-ah!" Jaejoong gasped, the pleasure in his stomach building up so fast it made his head spin. The stubble on Yunho's chin somehow made it feel even better, the wetness of his mouth and the gentle press of a hand on his inner thigh - it all caused his climax to burst out of him embarrassingly fast. He had never in his life come so hard. With the tip of his erection pressed against Yunho's palate Jaejoong came, crying out loud in pleasure, as Yunho let his cock slip out of his mouth and pulled back to watch Jaejoong come. Spurts of come shot out and dribbled onto the dip of his hip bone, and calmly, Yunho made sure none of it got onto the dress. He was looking down at Jaejoong with so much affection in his eyes it made Jaejoong forget he was supposed to feel embarrassed about Yunho looking at him coming undone like this. Caressing the curve of Jaejoong's ass, Yunho stayed there above him, watching as Jaejoong kept panting, the muscles in his stomach twitching from the power of his orgasm.
Yunho's hand stopped caressing for a moment for him to take off his shirt. Letting out a tired sound, Jaejoong looked up and down Yunho's body, taking in the sight and trying to remember it forever. His cock was still hard as a rock, dangling out of his sweatpants from the sheer weight of it, and Jaejoong really wanted to touch it - to run his hand down the shaft and just feel it in his palm. But Yunho had other plans in mind. He layed his body down next to Jaejoong and gently turned him to his side, spooning him from the back and pulling him as close as physically possible before wiping the cum from his stomach and spreading it between his legs. For a moment Jaejoong didn't have a clue what he was doing.
"I'm going to... I'm..." Yunho exhaled, lips pressed against Jaejoong's ear, "Can I put it between your thighs?"
"Uh," Jaejoong moaned, not really understanding as Yunho pressed his legs together and moved one slightly over the other. He pushed up the hem of Jaejoong's skirt and then, inched down the panties enough to be able to press his cock between Jaejoong's buttocks and his inner thighs. It was slippery and messy but from the way Yunho's breath was hitching it must have felt really good. The tip of his cock graced Jaejoong's hole with every single push but slid past without a fail, and Yunho's shaking fingers had found the bow on the waist of the dress to toy with.
"Squeeze your legs together," he instructed, face buried in Jaejoong's shoulder as his hips moved in a slow rhythm, thrusting between Jaejoong's thighs. Jaejoong did as he was told and lied still, letting Yunho hold his body down in a position that pleased him. There was an obviously pleasured sound from the back of Yunho's throat when Jaejoong started pushing back, getting to the hang of things and he was fine with it - they didn't have to go all the way just yet - but he really wanted Yunho to come as well. The hand that had been playing with the bow on Jaejoong's night dress was now clutching the frilly fabric in his fist, and it was so hot Jaejoong had gotten hard again, too.
He rubbed his bare ass against Yunho's front, keeping his legs closed together as the pace quickened and not long after, Yunho too, was coming hard. Jaejoong turned his face to the side to give Yunho a kiss just in time - the older man let out a rather husky moan, kissing the other hungrily, as drops of warm come splattered all over Jaejoong's behind. He felt the warmth of Yunho's cum trickling down the crack of his ass, but Yunho didn't seem to care if the sheets would be ruined in the morning. He was still holding onto the dress with his other hand and keeping Jaejoong close with the other, lips moving over Jaejoong's in a sideways kiss. It took a while for their breathing to calm down a bit, enough for Yunho let out a tired chuckle, and press in closer again.
"Are you okay?" Yunho asked, just like last time something had happened between them, still sounding unsure.
"I'm perfect," Jaejoong snuggled closer, butt pressed up against Yunho's crotch, "I thought you would... You know... Do me..."
"I'm worried you're going to break," Yunho muttered, pressing kisses to Jaejoong's earlobe, "You're so small... So pretty... And it would hurt. A lot."
"It won't," Jaejoong argued, rolling over to his back to look Yunho in the eye, "I know you would never hurt me."
"It'll hurt no matter what I do to prepare you," he replied, sounding very serious, "You'll cry."
"I won't cry!" Jaejoong let out a laugh, shaking his head and throwing a leg over Yunho's hip playfully, "Try me and see for yourself."
"I really, really like you, Jaejoong," Yunho said, successfully changing the subject, "I really do."
"That's why I want it to be you," Jaejoong replied softly, fingers toying with one of Yunho's brown nipples as he smiled up at the other man, feeling immensely happy.
"Every single thing that comes out of your mouth just makes me happier," Yunho whispered, leaning in and once more closing the distance between them, lips taking Jaejoong's in a kiss as the palms of his hands mapped every inch of the younger man's skin.
When Jaejoong woke up on the next morning Yunho wasn't sleeping next to him. Just moments before he had been wonderfully warm - dozing off in Yunho's tight embrace - but he had apparently fell asleep again after a couple good morning kisses. There was light shining through the bedroom curtains but Jaejoong could tell it was still early morning. Turning over in bed, he saw the clock on Yunho's bedside table on his side of the bed - it was only eight thirty. Good, he still had the rest of the day to spend with Yunho and it was the best feeling imaginable.
Last night had been amazing. Every single moment was still vivid and clear in his head, from the all-consuming kisses to the amazing orgasm Yunho had given him, it had all been so perfect and yet they hadn't even gone all the way. The cuddling that had followed to the comfortable sleep in Yunho's embrace had been unbelievably wonderful as well. Where had Yunho gone now when Jaejoong was up and ready for more? Yunho hadn't said anything about having to go to work the next day. He sat up in bed, stretching and yawning widely, and then spotted something placed over the covers on the other side of the bed. It was another dress, light blue with a navy collar and silver buttons, a pair of long socks and new, matching baby blue underwear. It reminded Jaejoong of a sailor's uniform. So, this was what he was supposed to wear today.
Not really thinking much about it, he grabbed the hem of the night dress Yunho had given him to wear and tossed it on the floor along with the rest of his clothing before dressing himself. This time the dress fit him perfectly, even around the chest area. Even Jaejoong had to admit it was probably one of the cutest outfits he had worn to date - Yunho had really learnt what suited him and what looked nice on his slender, boyish figure. Jaejoong caught his reflection from the mirror as he got dressed, his mouth was still swollen from kisses and his hair was a mess - when he looked closely he even spotted two hickeys above his right collar bone. Yunho really hadn't held back last night.
Jaejoong sat down on the bed and put on one of the socks, wiggled his toes in it and pulled it up over his knee before grabbing the other and putting it on as well. The door opened - Jaejoong looked up just in time to see Yunho enter the room, carrying a tray of breakfast in his hands. There was a scent of something sweet - probably pancakes - but Yunho didn't put down the tray even though Jaejoong smiled at him encouragingly, happy as ever. He only stood at the door way, staring at the boy sitting on his bed and looked slightly strange. Yunho hadn't even gotten dressed yet - he was wearing the sweatpants from before, riding low on his hips, and still shirtless.
"Good morning," Jaejoong chirped, swinging his legs up and down to show Yunho the cute socks he was wearing.
Yunho opened his mouth but didn't say anything. His hands had started shaking, forcing him to put down the tray, drops of tea spilling and dribbling down the sides of the mugs. Confused, Jaejoong followed Yunho with his eyes as the older man clearly seemed to be having some sort of seizure. He opened his mouth to say something again and then closed it, repeated the action, until Jaejoong's confusion turned to worry.
"Are you alright?" he asked softly, sliding back to make some room for Yunho to get back in bed with him. Yunho took a seat and raised a hand to slowly reach out and touch the collar of Jaejoong's dress with the tips of his fingers. Yunho's thumb caressed the fabric, his eyes scanning the outfit from head to toe until finally, meeting Jaejoong's wide-eyed gaze once more.
"Cute," Yunho managed to say, brushing his fingers across the soft skin of Jaejoong's cheek. "You... You look really cute..."
"Baby blue suits me, doesn't it?" Jaejoong let out a relieved breath, now whole-heartedly enjoying Yunho's reaction and bit his lower lip, eyelashes fluttering. Yunho had absolutely no clue he was doing it on purpose. It was so easy to lead him on Jaejoong felt stupid for not getting it earlier.
Adam's apple bobbling in his throat, Yunho swallowed thickly before leaning in and pressing the softest kiss imaginable to the side of Jaejoong's already ravished red lips. His breathing was coming out in strained puffs as the butterfly kisses moved along Jaejoong's bottom lip to the other side of his mouth, so gentle it was hard for Jaejoong to stay still. He didn't want to move - Yunho was obviously having some sort of moment but he wanted more of those kisses, deeper and hungrier - and as if Yunho had been reading his thoughts, it happened again.
His tongue dipped into Jaejoong's mouth, causing the younger to part his lips instantly, the other man's breath hot in his mouth, hands grabbing Jaejoong's face and holding it tenderly in place. Yunho kissed him deeply, the tension rising with every movement of his lips, and the breakfast tray lay forgotten on the side table for something more urgent had just come up. There was more teeth and tongue than ever before - it seemed like Yunho simply couldn't help himself - they were both out of breath, both out of excuses to make it stop. When Yunho's hands let go of Jaejoong's face to grab his waist they didn't stop kissing. One of Yunho's arms wrapped around the smaller man's midsection, slowly lowering him down on the bed and they toppled over, with Yunho landing on top of him.
The kiss continued. Yunho sucked on Jaejoong's upper lip, dragging it to his mouth as his free hand made it's way down under, first squeezing Jaejoong's thigh in a tight grip and then disappearing under the hem of his skirt. Yunho's fingers were suddenly everything Jaejoong could think about. They cupped the bulge in his underwear, caressing every bit of revealed skin, fingers playing with the side hem of the girl panties until finally, pushing inside the garment. When Yunho's fingers finally touched his hole it was somehow different from before - much more urgent and more desperate. Yunho actually moaned into his mouth, the tip of his forefinger applying the smallest amount pressure to see if the muscle would give in and it did, causing Jaejoong to whimper out loud as well.
It was so hot Jaejoong's vision swam. He wanted Yunho's fingers inside him so badly it hurt, his cock was almost aching, and there was nothing hotter than the way the older man's hands felt on his ass. The finger slid in deeper, curled upwards and pulled back up again, and all Jajeoong could do, was to finally break the kiss and focus on breathing. He closed his eyes and panted, legs spread on either side of Yunho as the other continued to play with Jaejoong's tight hole. His thumb was circling the rim, rubbing the skin between his balls and his ass - Yunho definitely knew what he was doing under Jaejoong's skirt - hips starting to move against Jaejoong's, letting him have a taste of what the real deal would be like.
Their lips kept brushing against each other, eyes occasionally meeting, the air was filled with heavy breaths, both so turned on turning back wasn't an option. Then Yunho added a second finger, slowly sliding it inside with the second and suddenly Jaejoong wanted Yunho to never stop fingering him. It was slightly uncomfortable at first without any lubrication, but then Yunho did something that made Jajeoong's toes curl. His fingers pushed in deep, rubbed against something inside him and even surprising himself, Jaejoong let out a loud cry of pleasure.
"That's where it is?" Yunho spoke to his lips breathlessly without really expecting an answer and moved his fingers again.
"Oo-ooh!" Jaejoong let out another moan, eyes open wide in astonishment. They looked at each other as Yunho kept his fingers there, touching the sweet spot inside him, and Jaejoong wasn't sure if he was going to cum, explode or start crying because it just felt so damn intense. Yunho's lips traveled down from his chin to his neck, kissing the heated skin as well as he could while popping open the buttons on Jaejoong's dress while his other hand worked magic down under. When his lips reached Jaejoong's nipples, the younger was almost sobbing.
He held onto Yunho's shoulder's for dear life, feeling every movement of Yunho's slowly rocking hips to his long fingers moving inside him, his cock pressed up against the bulge in his underwear, his mouth covering every bit of exposed skin of his chest with hungry open-mouthed kisses. Any minute now, he was going to come harder than ever before, but much too soon, Yunho's fingers ceased to move inside him. Looking down to find out why he had stopped, Jaejoong was greeted with another kiss, an already familiar tongue pushing into his mouth for a brief visit.
"Fuck it," Yunho whispered to his lips, voice coming out shaky and strained - the words sounded strange as Jaejoong had never heard him curse before, "I can't wait anymore, I just can't."
"It's... You can..." Jaejoong tried to say but it seemed like his other head had completely taken control for it was very hard to form actual sentences, "Yunho, please."
But Yunho understood. His eyes widened in excitement, for a moment making him look much younger than his actual age, and clumsily started reaching out for the nearest side table. He almost pulled out the entire drawer with its contents in his eagerness to find what they needed. Grabbing a tube of lube and an entire box of condoms, Yunho placed them on the bed next to them before rolling over to his back with Jaejoong straddling him.
"Lift up your skirt," Yunho instructed and Jaejoong obeyed, hesitantly grabbing the hem of his dress and letting Yunho see everything. It was really embarrassing and Jaejoong tried not to look down - he was perfectly aware of the mess of pre-come in the thin fabric of the underwear - and so, he kept his eyes on Yunho's face as the other man finally pulled down his panties completely, Jaejoong's cock springing free of its confinement. Jaejoong's legs were shaking and he felt so ashamed that his face was probably more red than ever before, but Yunho took his time in preparing him for what was to come.
Lifting his hips enough to push down the sweatpants he was still wearing, Yunho took out his cock and ran his hand up and down the shaft a couple times before grabbing a condom. He opened it quickly - Jaejoong forgot to keep the fabric of the skirt up, unable resist looking at it, as Yunho rolled the piece of rubber over his cock with ease. Jaejoong was starting to get nervous now, but luckily Yunho placed a reassuring hand on his hip underneath the skirt and caressed the naked skin in circular motions while covering his cock with strawberry scented lube. They looked into each other's eyes as Yunho guided his cock to the right place, the tip blunt but slick against his hole. Jaejoong had never been more nervous. It was extremely hard to breathe now - this was it - and then, the hand on his hip pressed him down and just like that, Yunho was inside.
Yunho had been right. It was only the tip but it had Jajeoong gasping in pain - it felt way too big, it was never going to fit - but there was no other choice but to try to go slow. His legs were shaking from both keeping himself up and the unexpected pain, he couldn't sit down on it, it would undoubtedly break him, but Yunho remained patient, both of his hands now under Jaejoong's skirt, directing his hips. He wasn't going to cry, he would prove Yunho wrong, but it really did hurt much more than Jaejoong had ever imagined it to. Hoping that kissing Yunho would distract him, Jaejoong leaned closer to reach Yunho's lips and the cock inside him slid in deeper. Yunho caught his lips in time to drown the other's cry of pain and kissed him deeply. It didn't work either.
Jaejoong got back up, both hands on Yunho's bare chest for support and stayed there with the other man's cock now fully inside him, trying to hold back the sounds. Knowing he needed to keep breathing and to calm himself, Jaejoong sneaked a hand under the hem of the dress and felt himself up. He was still hard as a rock, his cock pointing up eager as ever, but Yunho seemed extremely worried.
"Jaejoong..." he muttered, voice heavy with pleasure he was trying to conceal, "We can stop if you're hurting-"
"No!" the other shook his head with determination, using the little strength left in his legs to move up and down as slowly as he could. He had never before felt that full - Yunho's cock was so thick it filled every bit of his being - it would take some getting used to but he was going to get there.
Throwing his head back, Jaejoong sunk his teeth into his bottom lip and moved. If he kept his eyes closed Yunho wouldn't see the tears about to stream down his cheeks. Trying to breathe through his nose, Jaejoong rocked his hips again, mouth parting to let out a whimper. He wanted so badly for it to work, he'd do anything to pleasure Yunho, but it was really hard to keep moving when the muscles in his legs were already ready to give up. But luckily the older man was as patient as ever.
Yunho had undoubtedly noticed he had been struggling because with gentle hands, he grabbed Jaejoong by the waist to roll them over. With Jaejoong on his back, it was much easier for Yunho to take charge. He bent the younger in half, bending his knees and pressing Jaejoong's thighs against his stomach and slowly, guided his cock back in. Their eyes never left each other - Yunho caressed his cheek and wiped away the tears, moving so slowly the languid drag of his hard cock inside Jaejoong barely hurt at all. In fact, it felt a lot better with Yunho's heavy weight on top of him, distracting him of the pain in his lower half. Truthfully Jaejoong had been expecting an I told you so from Yunho but he never said anything.
Sniffling pitifully, Jaejoong wrapped his arms behind Yunho's neck and pulled him closer, hugging him with all his might as they continued to make love. The pathetic cries Jaejoong had been emitting quieted down and turned into soft gasps, both breathing into each other's mouths as Yunho's hips rocked slowly, like fucking Jaejoong was all he ever wanted to do for the rest of his life. There was no hurry even though Yunho's gaze was darkened by lust, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked down on Jaejoong, observing his reactions closely. It had started to feel pretty good and Jaejoong couldn't help it - his cock kept brushing up against Yunho's stomach in the most pleasurable way possible, the sweat between their bodies making everything slippery and he pushed back, shifting slightly under Yunho, causing the older man to let out a moan.
"Jaejoong," Yunho grumbled huskily, voice dripping with sex, shivers going down his spine, cock sliding in deeper into the other's warmth.
It happened again. The tip of Yunho's cock graced something inside him, something that made his back arch off the bed and his hands grip Yunho's shoulders harder, nails digging into the other man's tanned skin.
"Ah-ah!" Jaejoong moaned, barely able keep his eyes open, toes prickling and stomach tightening. Sliding an arm around his midsection Yunho pulled him closer, burying his face into the crook of Jaejoong's neck and started thrusting faster. Within seconds Jaejoong was coming. He hadn't been expecting it at all - he hadn't even known it was possible to feel that good - but the pressure inside him was relentless, turning him into a whimpering mess until everything exploded.
Long spurts of cum shot out of his cock and landed between their bodies, drops trickling down into Jaejoong's belly button and sticking to the soft curls of hair above his cock. They were kissing again, lips moving together messily, waves of intense pleasure running through Jaejoong's body like electric shocks. As the feelings gradually passed, Jaejoong was suddenly aware of the hard cock inside him again but no longer cared even if it did break him in half. He lay there underneath the other man, looking up at him with utmost adoration, so relaxed after his climax Yunho could have probably fucked a hole in him and he wouldn't have noticed. The older man was shaking now too.
He clung to Jaejoong with both of his arms, one hand squeezing a fistful of the fabric of Jaejoong's dress and the other around his hips, groping the roundness of Jaejoong's behind. Hips jerking, Yunho thrust in deeper and then reached his climax as well. His hips moved one or twice more, cock pushing as deep as he dared to go before pulling out and with a swift movement of his hand, yanked off the condom and came all over Jaejoong's stomach. Their foreheads pressed together as Yunho jerked himself off, heavy splatters of cum adding to the already sticky mess on Jaejoong's pale stomach. They were both breathing so fast talking was completely out of the question for several minutes.
After a long while of catching their breaths, Yunho reached out to grab the t-shirt he had been wearing last night from the floor and knelt between Jaejoong's legs to wipe off the mess. It was everywhere but on the dress - Yunho had managed to push it up at some point - but Yunho kept cleaning until Jaejoong was pretty sure there wasn't a single drop of cum left anywhere on his body. Then Yunho gestured him to lift up his arms and Jaejoong obeyed, letting Yunho undress him completely before one by one pulling off the thigh high socks Jaejoong had still been wearing. It was the first time for Yunho to see him completely naked and honestly, he seemed just as mesmerized with or without the girly dresses.
Kicking off his sweatpants that had remained wrapped around his thighs, Yunho crawled back on top of him and covered them both with the blanket, the boy in his embrace, cheek against Yunho's chest. Jaejoong had never been held like that before. The older man's lips found his and captured them in a soft kiss, tongue gliding into his mouth, and it was so tender and so perfect Jaejoong almost felt like crying again.
"So this is it," Yunho whispered into his mouth with a soft, breathy voice, "Can't go back now. We're doing this."
"Do you want to go back?"
"Hell no," Yunho cursed, chuckling a little before taking Jaejoong's face in his palms and looking him in the eye. "But you must understand you can never tell anyone. Not until you're of age."
"I understand," Jaejoong nodded, "I won't tell a single soul."
"Other people would think this is wrong," Yunho continued, "They'd never understand... They'd think I'm a horrible, evil, abusive-"
"Stop," Jaejoong interrupted him, "I know you're not like that. You're the sweetest man I've ever met."
"And have you met a lot of men?" Yunho grinned, almond eyes twinkling.
"Well... Not exactly, not like this," Jaejoong laughed, feeling his cheeks turn red in embarrassment under Yunho's observant gaze, "I haven't even had anyone lie on top of me like this before you."
"How about..." Yunho mumbled, starting to press kisses to the side of Jaejoong's mouth, hands sliding in between his legs, fingers brushing the cleft of his ass, "Have you had anyone's fingers here before me?"
"You know I haven't," the blush on his cheeks darkened as Yunho's digits circled the rim of his very sensitive entrance.
"Have you ever had anyone eat your ass before?" Yunho continued to ask, now grinning so fiercely for a moment he looked like a wild animal.
"No..." Jaejoong muttered trying not to sound too eager, feeling his heart skip a beat when Yunho suddenly turned him over to his stomach, hands going up and down the back of his thighs.
"We have to fix that," came Yunho's voice from behind him as his lips traveled down Jaejoong's spine and the younger hid his face in the pillows, muffling the pleasured noises already escaping his lips.
Jaejoong's legs were shaking. He was sitting on the toilet seat, watching Yunho brush his teeth dressed in only his boxer briefs. Yunho had asked him to join him in the shower, but truthfully Jaejoong's butt was hurting quite badly - that was the reason he had sat down on the toilet in the first place. He didn't want to seem weak. Also, the hickey Yunho had just sucked onto his left buttock moments before was only making it worse.
"Do you need to pee?" Yunho asked with his mouth full of toothpaste, lifting an eyebrow at Jaejoong's pained expression.
Jaejoong shook his head, trying not to look apprehensive, but Yunho wasn't buying it. He spat into the sink and flushed his mouth with water before pausing to stand in front of the younger with his hands on his hips.
"Number two?"
"No!" Jaejoong denied, blushing deeply, bit his lip and then spoke, "My butt hurts."
"Ooh..." Yunho crouched down in front of him, placing both of his hands on Jaejoong's thighs. "I'm sure this doesn't help but it's to be expected. Can you stand up?"
"I guess..." he muttered in return, grabbing Yunho's shoulders and using them for support to stand up. Yup, his legs were still shaky. The orgasm Yunho had gave him before had made it even worse - they hadn't made love for a second time but the way Yunho's tongue had swirled around inside him, just the mere thought of it, was enough to make him feel light-headed again. Yunho had practically fucked his brains out it seemed.
"Can you get in the shower with me?" Yunho asked, wrapping one of his arms around Jaejoong's waist to keep him steady. Jaejoong quite liked standing up like this, Yunho felt even taller and stronger, like he could let the man support all his weight and he wouldn't even have any trouble with it.
"I have to get cleaned up, don't I?" said Jaejoong, letting Yunho help him to the shower stall and resting his back against the tiles on the cool bathroom wall. Yunho tossed his boxers to the floor and helped Jaejoong out of his underwear as well - Yunho had asked him to wear girls' panties as usual - and then, turned the tap to let hot water drench them.
The water was warm but still felt cooling on Jaejoong's heated skin. Yunho held him still with an arm wrapped around his waist, fingers brushing through the boy's hair to keep it out of his eyes as the water trickled down their naked bodies. Letting out a heavy sigh, Jaejoong pressed his cheek to Yunho's chest and hugged him like a koala bear. It felt so good just to be like this. Yunho grabbed a sponge from the shelf full of shampoo and soap bottles, and started to softly wash Jaejoong's back with his free hand.
"How are we going to hide these hickeys, huh?" Yunho asked softly, nose pressed in Jaejoong's hair.
"Hmm," Jaejoong hummed as a reply, not wanting to think about it just yet. It could wait, he didn't have to be back home until later in the afternoon.
"You have cum in your hair."
"How did that get there?"
"I'm not sure," grinned Yunho, who had now stopped washing Jaejoong. Jaejoong looked up to meet Yunho's eyes to find out what the problem was - he wanted to Yunho to continue this relaxing treatment - but Yunho seemed to have other things in mind. His cock felt fully hard against Jaejoong's hip, the tip of it poking him on the stomach like it didn't like being ignored.
"You're hard again," Jaejoong announced, palms caressing Yunho's chest before wrapping his arms behind the taller man's neck.
"I know," Yunho said apologetically, "I can't help it."
Unable to resist the temptation, Jaejoong glanced down to finally look at it properly. In the bright bathroom lighting every vein was visible, the color of it was darker than Jaejoong's own - not to mention the difference in size. With slightly shaky fingers, Jaejoong reached down to touch it. He wrapped his fingers around the tip, then slid his hand down the length, feeling the weight of it in his palm. Yunho remained calm but his breathing had gotten faster - he was looking down now too and was paying attention to Jaejoong's every move. Jaejoong couldn't believe it had been inside him only moments before. No wonder his butt was throbbing.
The grip of his hand was loose as he stroked Yunho's cock slowly, going up and down the shaft, brushing his thumb over the underside of Yunho's erection, delighting in the way it twitched in his hand impatiently. Yunho's hold of his hips had gotten stronger but Jaejoong had no plans of stopping anytime soon. Knowing he was being childish, Jaejoong let go of Yunho's cock and watched it bounce back up.
"Don't tease," Yunho muttered with laughter in his voice, not approving of Jaejoong's giggles. He reached down to grab one of Jaejoong's hands to put it back where it had just been, and used it to stroke himself off. Jaejoong watched as Yunho moved it, twisting his wrist, showing him how he liked it to be done. Standing on his toes, Jaejoong closed his lips over Yunho's Adam's apple and sucked on the skin of his neck, eyes closing in the heat of the moment.
Yunho leaned in to capture Jaejoong's lips in another kiss, letting go of Jaejoong's hand after the younger had got to the hang of it and then, stepped closer to push Jaejoong against the bathroom wall. The tiles were slightly cold against his skin but Yunho's warmth kept him hot all over. The steam of the shower had made everything foggy and slippery but Yunho's legs were steady enough to keep them both upright. It was hard for Jaejoong to move his hand with Yunho practically plastered onto him and so he gave up - causing Yunho to suddenly flip him over. The surface of the wall was hard and cool as Jaejoong pressed his cheek against the ceramic tiles, Yunho's body enclosing him from behind. He felt the other man's cock slide between his buttocks, going up and down the cleft while making sure Jaejoong didn't fall down with a strong arm wrapped around his midsection.
Yunho's breathing felt heated and moist next to his ear, everything was so hot and wet, and then, he felt Yunho guide his cock down to Jaejoong's ass to find out if the muscle would still give in. His lips were planting open mouthed kisses all across the skin of Jaejoong's neck, hungry and eager as ever. Throwing his head back, Jaejoong let out a quiet moan, eyebrows furrowed from the slightly uncomfortable sensation in his lower half.
"Does it hurt?" Yunho asked, panting, the tip of his penis still pushing up against Jaejoong's hole with the slightest amount of pressure. Jaejoong shook his head - he was too turned on to care even if he wouldn't be able to walk properly for a week - causing Yunho to let out an eager groan. He adjusted their position, hips shifting a bit, and without hesitation, pushed back inside Jaejoong's body.
It felt quite different from the back but just as right as it had before. Yunho was supporting all his weight, keeping Jaejoong wrapped up in his embrace as his hips jerked back and forth, starting to fuck the boy, first going slow. All Jaejoong could do, was to moan and try to find something on the wall to hold on to. Yunho's thrusts were so strong his fingers kept slipping down from whatever he tried to grasp, and so, he settled on grabbing Yunho's forearm around his waist for support. Yunho had forgotten to use a condom and in a way it turned Jaejoong on even more - there was nothing between their bodies at all, and Yunho must have felt it too because he was moaning quietly with his mouth to Jaejoong's ear.
The tip of Jaejoong's erection kept poking the cool bathroom wall, steady flow of pre-come being washed away by the water as Yunho continued to fuck him from behind, the pace gradually turning faster. When Yunho grabbed the shower pipes with his other hand to ground himself, Jaejoong moaned loudly as the cock inside him slid in deeper from a slightly different angle. It felt so good Jaejoong could barely believe it. This had to be why the world revolved around sex - he never wanted to do anything other that didn't involve Yunho's cock deep inside him.
"Oh shit... Oh God," Jaejoong whimpered, voice trembling from the power of Yunho's thrusts, a litany of curses leaving his lips when Yunho lowered his hand to wrap it around the base of Jaejoong's cock. He started stroking it roughly, obviously trying to bring Jaejoong to his climax, but the younger didn't want it to end just yet. His cock was almost too sensitive to touch and Yunho's hand was gruff, the movement of his fingers too pleasurable to withstand. The thought that Yunho was probably going to come inside him crossed Jaejoong's mind again, his cock twitching in excitement as the waves of his orgasm washed through him, taking him by surprise.
The sound of Jaejoong's moans was drowned by the sound of running water. Drops of his come trickled down from between Yunho's fingers, the water washing them away, but all the strength in his legs had left him. Yunho kept him upright as Jaejoong gasped through his climax, taking huge gulps of air with every moan, body going haywire from the slow tug of the cock still buried deep inside him. Yunho grabbed his hair to turn his face to the side, their lips not quite reaching each other in the position they were in but close enough for Yunho to kiss and lick the side of his lips, their bodies still moving together in the most intimate way. It took several more minutes until Yunho came as well.
By the time Yunho finally reached the top, Jaejoong was sure the sweet spot inside him had been so thoroughly abused any more would have made him faint. Yunho held his tiny hips in a tight grip, other hand clutching Jaejoong's chest as he came with a low moan, pushing in as deep as he could go before letting himself go. It was the strangest sensation - Jaejoong felt it much more clearly now - as Yunho's cock pulsed inside him and the warmth of his heavy load filled him up. Everything was suddenly much more slippery than before, the pressure inside him was different, and clearly, the older man was having a hard time to keep breathing.
"Oh," Yunho moaned, eyes shut tight, "Oh God..."
"Aah," Jaejoong gasped in agreement, caressing Yunho's muscular arm calmingly. Yunho returned the gesture by brushing his hand up Jaejoong's stomach to his neck, wiping away the sweat the shower hadn't yet washed away. The older man clearly didn't want to pull out - he kept holding Jaejoong where he was, gently rocking their bodies until their breathing had calmed down enough to talk.
"I'm sorry for not using protection, I wasn't thinking," Yunho said, sounding ashamed, "You don't have to worry though, I was tested before we started... You know..."
"It felt better without," the other replied, voice coming out hoarse from moaning so loudly, "I liked feeling you come."
"Fuck," Yunho groaned before burying his face in Jaejoong's wet hair, "Don't say that when I'm still inside you or we're never getting out of this shower."
The bus ride home after the stay at Yunho's house was extremely painful. It was an unusually bumpy ride but the cushioned seat did absolutely nothing to relieve the pain in Jaejoong's behind. What had happened last night and the morning after, were like something out of someone else's life. It felt like Jaejoong had a glowing orb of happiness and love growing inside him, and he was sure everyone in the bus could see he had just been fucked royally. His cheeks kept turning upwards, lips curling into a smile without him realizing it, thinking of what he and Yunho had done only moments ago. He had the most toe curling feeling in the pit of his stomach, causing his insides to turn in excitement, and even the pain in his butt couldn't take that sensation away.
How much time was there left until the day he became of age? Jaejoong was sure his parents wouldn't have a problem with him dating someone older when he wasn't underage any longer. The fact that his and Yunho's relationship would have to be kept a secret until that day seemed challenging, but he'd do anything in his power not to fuck things up for them. But what was Yunho's and his relationship? Was Yunho his boyfriend? The hadn't exactly talked about it during the few months they had been seeing each other. Fumbling with the sleeve of his hoodie, Jaejoong looked out of the window, nothing but thoughts of Yunho in his mind, heart bursting with all consuming love.
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