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Title: Idol Uke Rebellion [3]
Author: ichijo_rui
Pairing: OnKey, 2min, yunjae, KangTeuk, HanChul, etc.
Genre: cracked-smut (is there any genre like this? LOL)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: OnKey live broadcast continue. While Minho and Jonghyun being turned on by the video.
a/n: I don't have much time to write, but here's a little update. Enjoy! There are lots of OnKey left to be written. And perhaps on the next chapter, the story will not only focused in OnKey but also the other pairings. So if you get confused by the pairings, just simply ask me or look at the Pairing List ^^
Chapter 3
Minho fastened his speed. He pumped his member faster and faster.
“Uhh… T-Taemin-ah.. Ohhh…” Some sexy moans escaped from those lips as he stroked his erected even faster. Soon Minho reached his climax; he jerked and spurted his seed onto the bedsheet. Minho panted and laid his body on the bed. Sweats were running down through his body-his half naked body. But there was nobody beside him. He’s satisfying himself.
“Taeminnie, neo eodiya?” Minho mumbled to himself. He needed Taemin to satisfy this hunger. He had been looking for his beloved Taemin all around the house but that little boy was nowhere to be found.
Minho let a sigh out from his lips. He could feel his member twitched and still half hard although this was the third time he cummed. He should have sued Kibum-or whoever that broadcasted his private activity-because thanks to JinKey’s naughty time, he got turned on. But he couldn’t find his lover to satisfy his need. Should he do it with Jonghyun instead?
“Arghh… Taemin, you drive me crazy!!” Minho shouted while messed with his hair. He swore he saw that boy a few hours ago and now he couldn’t find him anywhere. That boy was such a teaser!
“Aish jinjja… Taeminnie neo eodiya??”
***
“Aaahhh~ Uhhh… Ki-Kibum-ya~” Jinki whimpered. Sweats dripped from his body. “S-Stop teasing me…”
“What? I’m sorry I can’t hear you well bb…” Kibum smirked. “Can you speak louder?”
“Yah~ I-I said stop teasing me…”
“Is that how to ask properly?” Kibum raised his eyebrows. “Let’s see… which one should we start from?” Kibum pretended to think. He already put nipple vibrators on Jinki’s red nipples, cock ring on Jinki’s base, and anal beads inside Jinki. Not to mention there were more kinky things he had use on Jinki.
“K-Kibum-ah… j-jebal…” Jinki pleaded. He felt very full right now since he had beads filled his anus and that damn cock ring won’t let him to cum. He need to release this tense soon, blood rushed into his erected member and thanks to this ring he couldn’t release his sperms out.
“Alright, alright…I’ll start with this…” Kibum smirked and pulled out one bead from Jinki’s swollen asshole. One at start, but he continued to pulled all of them fast. And then he put them in again. In and out.
“Hmmarrghhh…” Jinki screamed. Kibum was really a bitch. He felt like his inside going to be torn up in both pleasure and pain.
“You like it?” Kibum asked Jinki. His hand rubbed those pinky yet swollen nipples of Jinki while his other hand teased Jinki’s member-making the older moaned and groaned harder.
“Let me cum…” Jinki whimpered. “I-I need to cum…”
“Not yet, honey…” Kibum pecked Jinki’s adam’s apple. “The best part has not yet to come.”
Kibum engulfed that huge erection of Jinki and massaged his balls with both of his hands. He licked its tip and that sexy lips were going to the base. Tongue danced along the length and teased every inches of it.
“Kibum, ahhh… r-really need to cum… release it…unfffhhh… jebal…” Jinki begged. He thought he’ll lose his sanity if Kibum did more than these. “I’ll do whatever you want later, let me cum…”
Kibum stopped his actions. “Really?” He asked.
“Anything you want.” Jinki said.
“Okay. You can cum now…” Kibum unlocked the ring and back-throated Jinki again. With a few strokes from Kibum, finally Jinki came inside Kibum’s mouth. Kibum swallowed it in one gulp and smiled.
“From now on, you are my pet.” Kibum wiped those sperm spurted on his face and licked it. “Until I tell you when to stop, you have to obey me and served me whenever I want to have sex. Got it?”
Jinki panted hard. He couldn’t think anything. He just felt relieved he could release his tense.
“YAH! Lee Jinki, did you hear me?” Kibum harshly asked.
“I… hhahhh… hear you…” Jinki replied. “I-I got it. There’s no way back anyway…”
“Good.” Kibum smiled slyly. “My first order: FUCK ME.”
Kibum smirked and spread his legs wide open. “Come on babe, put your huge thing inside me.”
Jinki’s mouth hanged open. He thought Kibum was having some revenge and now he wanted him to fuck him? Why didn’t he say it from the beginning?
Kibum stretched his puckered hole. “I know your dick demands to be inside me. Fuck me hard right now Lee Jinki!!!”
Jinki stood on his knee and smeared his precum that dripped from his tip on his hand. “You’re the one who want it, don’t blame me if I fuck you really hard okay!”
Jinki inserted his fingers and thrust deep inside, hitting the sweet spot of Kibum over and over. He stretched his lover’s hole and began to replace his fingers with his member.
“Here we go…” Jinki whispered.
“Don’t talk too much, just fuck.” Kibum told Jinki. “Oh fuck, hhmmm… you’re so great.”
***
Jonghyun was still dazed by that live broadcast he watched. He managed to record the show-thanks to G.O. who told him how to record a video from TV. But now things turned hotter and he’s being aroused by it.
“Oh shit, I need to call someone to have some sex right now!” Jonghyun mumbled. He searched through his phone contacts and tried to find someone who’s willing to come there. He’s short on budget so he couldn’t call those bitches he used to call.
“Soon, after I sell this AV video of Onew hyung and Key, I’ll be rich enough to pay all prostitutes in Korea!!” He talked non-sense. His hands were still busy searching.
“AH! Mir! Should I call Mir?” He dialed up the MBLAQ’s maknae phone number.
“WHAT?!” Mir answered.
“Yah, Mir-goon, come to hyung apartment now. Let’s have some fun, shall we?” Jonghyun tried to persuade Mir.
“Can’t do. I’m cosplaying right now.”
“Cosplay?” Jonghyun looked interested. “What role are you playing now?”
“I’m wearing police costume…” Mir giggled. “…a sexy one.”
“Oh, like SNSD wore?”
“Kinda like that. By the way, I have to find Joon hyung rite now, can’t talk too long on phone…”
“Oh, you’re going to do it with Lee Joon ‘hyung’ or Yong ‘Junhyung’?”
“Lee Joon of course. Why should I find Hyunseung’s lover?” Mir sneered. “I really have to go now; I don’t want him to catch me.”
“Err… okay, talk to you later.”
“Ah! Hyung,” Mir suddenly called Jonghyun.
“What else?”
“Don’t masturbate while thinking of me in police uniform okay! Bye!”
“I don’t want it either…” Jonghyun sneered. He went searching through his cellphone book again, looking for someone to be called.
He tried for his hyungs and even Taemin-who were apparently shopping with U-Kiss’ Dongho-but none of them were available.
“Amudo eopsseoo…” He hummed in despair. “No one no one no one…”
“Ah I shouldn’t sing other group’s song too often…,” Jonghyun reprimanded himself. ‘Whom should I call? Jinki and Kibum are reaching their climax soon…, I need to fuck somebody right now….”
Jonghyun randomly pressed phone number. Hoped that it’ll be the right person for him.
***
Super Junior dorm.
“…he loves me, he loves me not. He’s guilty, he’s not guilty at all…”
“Hyung, what are you doing?”
“Counting on days I had lived without Kangin…,” Leeteuk said when Ryeowook asked him. His hand picked some flower petals one by one.
“Hyung, you must be lonely aren’t you?”
More than that, Wookie. More than that.” Leeteuk smiled and his eyes wandered off.
“By the way, Jonghyun called.” Ryeowook gave Leeteuk his phone. “And he asked some nasty thing.”
“Is he?” Leeteuk looked surprised; he took the phone from Ryeowook. Ryeowook nodded and left. “Don’t want to remember it anymore.” Ryeowook mumbled.
“Hello?”
“Hyung, you’re so long!” Jonghyun complained. “I almost hung up this call…”
“Hahaha. I’m sorry, I was thinking about something. So what’s up?”
“Want to have sex with me? I need someone right now…”
Leeteuk frowned. “Are you sure you’re not dialing the wrong number? I’m not a whore, you know…”
“No, no, well actually I randomly dialed number. And I…”
“…well then, see you later! I don’t want to do it with anyone beside Kangin.” Leeteuk ended the call. He picked another flower and began ranting again.
“Kangin loves me, Kangin loves me not.”
“Hyung-ah, stop it. You looked too much in despair… -_____-“ Ryeowook said.
“I AM! Kangin left me untouched and now I don’t even know where the heck he is.” Leeteuk yelled. “Kangin-ah~~ come back to meeeeehhhh….”
SHINee dorm.
Jonghyun sighed. Kibum and Jinki already in their third round, and he still couldn’t find his pairing.
“Arrghhh…. Eottokaji?? Should I masturbate instead?” Jonghyun bit his lower lips. “…or should I call this person instead?” He stared at his phone display. There, a sacred phone number was displayed: Manager hyung.
***
“I succeeded.” Kibum whispered on the phone. He couldn’t hide his proud smile.
“We know. We watched you from here…” Jaejoong giggled. “Sweety you’re so cruel…”
“You put camera in my room?” Kibum asked. “Hyung, you’re unpredictable!!”
“I know. And I’m proud of myself…” Jaejoong smirked. “You succeeded, now it’s time for us to take our own revenges.”
“Hey, I’m not done playing with him…” Kibum pouted. “Tell me, where the exact positions of the camera. I’m going to make a very sexy video and then I can sell it worldwide.”
“OMG Kibum you’re such a whore…” Jaejoong laughed. “Not gonna telling you. I’m doing this to protect my hoobae’s group reputation.”
“Oh well, I’ll find it myself. I’m going to have another round. Bye!” Kibum ended the call.
“He changed…,” Heechul said. “When SHINee first debuted, he’s still a normal boy.”
“But day by day he became naughtier than you, am I right?” Junsu giggled.
“He’s almost surpassed my level. But not yet, Junsu hyung.” Heechul drank his wine gracefully. “I’m still above him. Eventhough my skill could become rotten if Hankyung doesn’t back soon.”
“You should practice with Siwon often…” Junsu suggested.
“What? No way, I’m over with him.” Heechul pouted. “Ryeowook-ah, take that cake to me!” He said to Jung Heechul.
“Hyung, there is no Ryeowook in here.” Hyunseung reminded him.
“Yes, there is. Yah, Ryeowook-ah!! I’m talking to you!!” Heechul raised his volume.
Jung Heechul who was reading some magazine turned his back. “Hyung, you’re talking to me?”
“Who else? Ppalli bring me that strawberry cake, Wookie…” Heechul pointed the cake at the corner of the room.
“But my name is Heechul, not Ryeowook.”
“Aish! Heechul is me, you are Ryeowook!”
“My name is also Heechul… -_____-“ Jung Heechul tried to explain. But Kim Heechul just waved his hand like he didn’t care.
“Bring me the cake.” He ordered. Jung Heechul just sighed and decided to bring the cake to Heechul.
“Gomawo Wookie~” Heechul laughed. Suddenly his cellphone rang.
“Yoboseyo?” Heechul picked up the phone.
“Hyung, where are you?”
“At the spas centre with friends. Wae yo, Wookie?” He asked. Heechul remained silent for awhile. “Wait a second, Ryeowook-ah...” Kim Heechul kept the phone on distance for a while.
“How can Ryeowook call me when he’s beside me and he doesn’t look like he’s calling someone?” Heechul asked everyone.
“Duh, because the one who sit beside you is NOT Ryeowook?” Siwan replied. “For God’s sake stop denied the fact! He’s Jung Heechul, our member.”
“Oh, I got it know!” Kim Heechul seemed understand. “There are two Ryeowook in Korea.”
It seemed that they’ll need some extra effort to make Heechul realized that the boy who sat next to him shared the same name with him: Heechul.
to be continued...
Author: ichijo_rui
Pairing: OnKey, 2min, yunjae, KangTeuk, HanChul, etc.
Genre: cracked-smut (is there any genre like this? LOL)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: OnKey live broadcast continue. While Minho and Jonghyun being turned on by the video.
a/n: I don't have much time to write, but here's a little update. Enjoy! There are lots of OnKey left to be written. And perhaps on the next chapter, the story will not only focused in OnKey but also the other pairings. So if you get confused by the pairings, just simply ask me or look at the Pairing List ^^
Chapter 3
Minho fastened his speed. He pumped his member faster and faster.
“Uhh… T-Taemin-ah.. Ohhh…” Some sexy moans escaped from those lips as he stroked his erected even faster. Soon Minho reached his climax; he jerked and spurted his seed onto the bedsheet. Minho panted and laid his body on the bed. Sweats were running down through his body-his half naked body. But there was nobody beside him. He’s satisfying himself.
“Taeminnie, neo eodiya?” Minho mumbled to himself. He needed Taemin to satisfy this hunger. He had been looking for his beloved Taemin all around the house but that little boy was nowhere to be found.
Minho let a sigh out from his lips. He could feel his member twitched and still half hard although this was the third time he cummed. He should have sued Kibum-or whoever that broadcasted his private activity-because thanks to JinKey’s naughty time, he got turned on. But he couldn’t find his lover to satisfy his need. Should he do it with Jonghyun instead?
“Arghh… Taemin, you drive me crazy!!” Minho shouted while messed with his hair. He swore he saw that boy a few hours ago and now he couldn’t find him anywhere. That boy was such a teaser!
“Aish jinjja… Taeminnie neo eodiya??”
***
“Aaahhh~ Uhhh… Ki-Kibum-ya~” Jinki whimpered. Sweats dripped from his body. “S-Stop teasing me…”
“What? I’m sorry I can’t hear you well bb…” Kibum smirked. “Can you speak louder?”
“Yah~ I-I said stop teasing me…”
“Is that how to ask properly?” Kibum raised his eyebrows. “Let’s see… which one should we start from?” Kibum pretended to think. He already put nipple vibrators on Jinki’s red nipples, cock ring on Jinki’s base, and anal beads inside Jinki. Not to mention there were more kinky things he had use on Jinki.
“K-Kibum-ah… j-jebal…” Jinki pleaded. He felt very full right now since he had beads filled his anus and that damn cock ring won’t let him to cum. He need to release this tense soon, blood rushed into his erected member and thanks to this ring he couldn’t release his sperms out.
“Alright, alright…I’ll start with this…” Kibum smirked and pulled out one bead from Jinki’s swollen asshole. One at start, but he continued to pulled all of them fast. And then he put them in again. In and out.
“Hmmarrghhh…” Jinki screamed. Kibum was really a bitch. He felt like his inside going to be torn up in both pleasure and pain.
“You like it?” Kibum asked Jinki. His hand rubbed those pinky yet swollen nipples of Jinki while his other hand teased Jinki’s member-making the older moaned and groaned harder.
“Let me cum…” Jinki whimpered. “I-I need to cum…”
“Not yet, honey…” Kibum pecked Jinki’s adam’s apple. “The best part has not yet to come.”
Kibum engulfed that huge erection of Jinki and massaged his balls with both of his hands. He licked its tip and that sexy lips were going to the base. Tongue danced along the length and teased every inches of it.
“Kibum, ahhh… r-really need to cum… release it…unfffhhh… jebal…” Jinki begged. He thought he’ll lose his sanity if Kibum did more than these. “I’ll do whatever you want later, let me cum…”
Kibum stopped his actions. “Really?” He asked.
“Anything you want.” Jinki said.
“Okay. You can cum now…” Kibum unlocked the ring and back-throated Jinki again. With a few strokes from Kibum, finally Jinki came inside Kibum’s mouth. Kibum swallowed it in one gulp and smiled.
“From now on, you are my pet.” Kibum wiped those sperm spurted on his face and licked it. “Until I tell you when to stop, you have to obey me and served me whenever I want to have sex. Got it?”
Jinki panted hard. He couldn’t think anything. He just felt relieved he could release his tense.
“YAH! Lee Jinki, did you hear me?” Kibum harshly asked.
“I… hhahhh… hear you…” Jinki replied. “I-I got it. There’s no way back anyway…”
“Good.” Kibum smiled slyly. “My first order: FUCK ME.”
Kibum smirked and spread his legs wide open. “Come on babe, put your huge thing inside me.”
Jinki’s mouth hanged open. He thought Kibum was having some revenge and now he wanted him to fuck him? Why didn’t he say it from the beginning?
Kibum stretched his puckered hole. “I know your dick demands to be inside me. Fuck me hard right now Lee Jinki!!!”
Jinki stood on his knee and smeared his precum that dripped from his tip on his hand. “You’re the one who want it, don’t blame me if I fuck you really hard okay!”
Jinki inserted his fingers and thrust deep inside, hitting the sweet spot of Kibum over and over. He stretched his lover’s hole and began to replace his fingers with his member.
“Here we go…” Jinki whispered.
“Don’t talk too much, just fuck.” Kibum told Jinki. “Oh fuck, hhmmm… you’re so great.”
***
Jonghyun was still dazed by that live broadcast he watched. He managed to record the show-thanks to G.O. who told him how to record a video from TV. But now things turned hotter and he’s being aroused by it.
“Oh shit, I need to call someone to have some sex right now!” Jonghyun mumbled. He searched through his phone contacts and tried to find someone who’s willing to come there. He’s short on budget so he couldn’t call those bitches he used to call.
“Soon, after I sell this AV video of Onew hyung and Key, I’ll be rich enough to pay all prostitutes in Korea!!” He talked non-sense. His hands were still busy searching.
“AH! Mir! Should I call Mir?” He dialed up the MBLAQ’s maknae phone number.
“WHAT?!” Mir answered.
“Yah, Mir-goon, come to hyung apartment now. Let’s have some fun, shall we?” Jonghyun tried to persuade Mir.
“Can’t do. I’m cosplaying right now.”
“Cosplay?” Jonghyun looked interested. “What role are you playing now?”
“I’m wearing police costume…” Mir giggled. “…a sexy one.”
“Oh, like SNSD wore?”
“Kinda like that. By the way, I have to find Joon hyung rite now, can’t talk too long on phone…”
“Oh, you’re going to do it with Lee Joon ‘hyung’ or Yong ‘Junhyung’?”
“Lee Joon of course. Why should I find Hyunseung’s lover?” Mir sneered. “I really have to go now; I don’t want him to catch me.”
“Err… okay, talk to you later.”
“Ah! Hyung,” Mir suddenly called Jonghyun.
“What else?”
“Don’t masturbate while thinking of me in police uniform okay! Bye!”
“I don’t want it either…” Jonghyun sneered. He went searching through his cellphone book again, looking for someone to be called.
He tried for his hyungs and even Taemin-who were apparently shopping with U-Kiss’ Dongho-but none of them were available.
“Amudo eopsseoo…” He hummed in despair. “No one no one no one…”
“Ah I shouldn’t sing other group’s song too often…,” Jonghyun reprimanded himself. ‘Whom should I call? Jinki and Kibum are reaching their climax soon…, I need to fuck somebody right now….”
Jonghyun randomly pressed phone number. Hoped that it’ll be the right person for him.
***
Super Junior dorm.
“…he loves me, he loves me not. He’s guilty, he’s not guilty at all…”
“Hyung, what are you doing?”
“Counting on days I had lived without Kangin…,” Leeteuk said when Ryeowook asked him. His hand picked some flower petals one by one.
“Hyung, you must be lonely aren’t you?”
More than that, Wookie. More than that.” Leeteuk smiled and his eyes wandered off.
“By the way, Jonghyun called.” Ryeowook gave Leeteuk his phone. “And he asked some nasty thing.”
“Is he?” Leeteuk looked surprised; he took the phone from Ryeowook. Ryeowook nodded and left. “Don’t want to remember it anymore.” Ryeowook mumbled.
“Hello?”
“Hyung, you’re so long!” Jonghyun complained. “I almost hung up this call…”
“Hahaha. I’m sorry, I was thinking about something. So what’s up?”
“Want to have sex with me? I need someone right now…”
Leeteuk frowned. “Are you sure you’re not dialing the wrong number? I’m not a whore, you know…”
“No, no, well actually I randomly dialed number. And I…”
“…well then, see you later! I don’t want to do it with anyone beside Kangin.” Leeteuk ended the call. He picked another flower and began ranting again.
“Kangin loves me, Kangin loves me not.”
“Hyung-ah, stop it. You looked too much in despair… -_____-“ Ryeowook said.
“I AM! Kangin left me untouched and now I don’t even know where the heck he is.” Leeteuk yelled. “Kangin-ah~~ come back to meeeeehhhh….”
SHINee dorm.
Jonghyun sighed. Kibum and Jinki already in their third round, and he still couldn’t find his pairing.
“Arrghhh…. Eottokaji?? Should I masturbate instead?” Jonghyun bit his lower lips. “…or should I call this person instead?” He stared at his phone display. There, a sacred phone number was displayed: Manager hyung.
***
“I succeeded.” Kibum whispered on the phone. He couldn’t hide his proud smile.
“We know. We watched you from here…” Jaejoong giggled. “Sweety you’re so cruel…”
“You put camera in my room?” Kibum asked. “Hyung, you’re unpredictable!!”
“I know. And I’m proud of myself…” Jaejoong smirked. “You succeeded, now it’s time for us to take our own revenges.”
“Hey, I’m not done playing with him…” Kibum pouted. “Tell me, where the exact positions of the camera. I’m going to make a very sexy video and then I can sell it worldwide.”
“OMG Kibum you’re such a whore…” Jaejoong laughed. “Not gonna telling you. I’m doing this to protect my hoobae’s group reputation.”
“Oh well, I’ll find it myself. I’m going to have another round. Bye!” Kibum ended the call.
“He changed…,” Heechul said. “When SHINee first debuted, he’s still a normal boy.”
“But day by day he became naughtier than you, am I right?” Junsu giggled.
“He’s almost surpassed my level. But not yet, Junsu hyung.” Heechul drank his wine gracefully. “I’m still above him. Eventhough my skill could become rotten if Hankyung doesn’t back soon.”
“You should practice with Siwon often…” Junsu suggested.
“What? No way, I’m over with him.” Heechul pouted. “Ryeowook-ah, take that cake to me!” He said to Jung Heechul.
“Hyung, there is no Ryeowook in here.” Hyunseung reminded him.
“Yes, there is. Yah, Ryeowook-ah!! I’m talking to you!!” Heechul raised his volume.
Jung Heechul who was reading some magazine turned his back. “Hyung, you’re talking to me?”
“Who else? Ppalli bring me that strawberry cake, Wookie…” Heechul pointed the cake at the corner of the room.
“But my name is Heechul, not Ryeowook.”
“Aish! Heechul is me, you are Ryeowook!”
“My name is also Heechul… -_____-“ Jung Heechul tried to explain. But Kim Heechul just waved his hand like he didn’t care.
“Bring me the cake.” He ordered. Jung Heechul just sighed and decided to bring the cake to Heechul.
“Gomawo Wookie~” Heechul laughed. Suddenly his cellphone rang.
“Yoboseyo?” Heechul picked up the phone.
“Hyung, where are you?”
“At the spas centre with friends. Wae yo, Wookie?” He asked. Heechul remained silent for awhile. “Wait a second, Ryeowook-ah...” Kim Heechul kept the phone on distance for a while.
“How can Ryeowook call me when he’s beside me and he doesn’t look like he’s calling someone?” Heechul asked everyone.
“Duh, because the one who sit beside you is NOT Ryeowook?” Siwan replied. “For God’s sake stop denied the fact! He’s Jung Heechul, our member.”
“Oh, I got it know!” Kim Heechul seemed understand. “There are two Ryeowook in Korea.”
It seemed that they’ll need some extra effort to make Heechul realized that the boy who sat next to him shared the same name with him: Heechul.
to be continued...