post #4

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rock the boat (2/3)

[galmaegi]

He’d wrap his hands around and feel Sunggyu’s chest, maybe laugh and tell him that it was too soft for an idol’s. That would embarrass him, but he’d still moan and sigh as Hyunjoon’s big, square hands squeezed his chest and rolled his nipples between the finger and thumb. Woohyun brings his own hand up to his chest on the left side - it’s solid and flat, but his nipple is still hard under his t-shirt, and sensitive. He makes a little noise in the back of his throat and shifts his hips on the bed as his finger rubs over it.

Sunggyu would be responsive, too, and that's part of what makes Woohyun's stomach churn: the thought of Sunggyu grinding his butt into his hyung's crotch, arching his back and tilting back his head. Hyunjoon leans forward and whispers, "You little minx," affectionately, but it's the same word Sunggyu used on TV that got him into trouble and it makes him flush in shame.

Woohyun's cock is fully hard now, and his shirt is riding up. He rubs his bare stomach and thinks of Hyunjoon picking up Sunggyu and carrying him into the bedroom, and maybe there's a bed or maybe it's just some flat floor mattresses that he throws Sunggyu onto. Hyunjoon gets on his knees and pulls off Sunggyu's shirt, so that he’s only in his underwear, and then his own. Sunggyu stays on his back while the older man undoes his belt and then his pants, watching in a daze that’s half from moving so quickly and half from how turned on he is. Hyunjoon would catch him staring, Woohyun thinks; he’s fairly observant.

“You want it, eh, little one?” he asks, and Sunggyu whimpers and nods, his eyes closing with the action. Maybe someone else would force Sunggyu to say it out loud - Woohyun knows he would - but Hyunjoon is too nice, too loving. “All right, come here.”

He pulls his erect cock out of his pants and Sunggyu crawls forward, clumsy but eager. He looks up at his hyung as he takes the head of his cock in his mouth, keeping his eyes as big and cute as possible as he moves his head forward, his long tongue flat against the underside. Woohyun groans and lifts his hips off the bed once at the image of Sunggyu like this, almost naked and bent forward and submitting totally to his lover’s desires. He’d let Hyunjoon fuck his mouth, no question, let him tangle one hand in his crimped hair and keep the shape of his mouth stiff and tight while the older man thrust his hips back and forth. Woohyun thrusts too, and his dick slides against the front of his underwear and gives him a jolt all the way up his spine.

Woohyun reaches into his underwear and Hyunjoon pulls out, pushes Sunggyu onto his back and pulls his underwear down and off his body. Sunggyu bends his knees and rolls to one side modestly, but Hyunjoon forces him onto his back with his knees up by his chest. “So pretty like this,” he murmurs, stroking Sunggyu’s flushed cheek. “You’re such a good boy.”

Sunggyu moans and turns his face into the touch. Hyunjoon slides into him as Woohyun starts to stroke his cock, long, loose-wristed strokes that end just before the head, which is already wet and sensitive. He wants to make it last. He thinks of Sunggyu’s expression as Hyunjoon starts to fuck him: first he’d be gritting his teeth, his eyes squinted up but open, trying to keep eye contact, and then once Hyunjoon settled into a rhythm inside him his mouth would drop open and his eyes would close fully. Woohyun thinks of him lying back with one hand clenching the sheets and the other digging pretty fingers into his lover’s strong bicep. His free hand comes up and feels his own arm, the action of his muscles tensing and releasing again and again as he jerks himself off. He digs his fingernails in and pretends it’s someone else and groans, bucking his hips up to meet his fist.

Sunggyu would probably like being on his back best but Woohyun imagines other positions, too. There’s the obvious, with Sunggyu turned around and on his knees while Hyunjoon fucks him from behind, his belt buckle clamoring in time with the sound of his hips smacking Sunggyu’s ass, Sunggyu’s face in the pillows (and Woohyun turns his head towards his own pillow, feeling it squish his face into shape, thinking of someone holding his head there).