Playing Games
Pairing: Minho/Hyungs
Rating: NC-17
A/N: I wrote this at like 5am because I've been rolling around in bed unable to sleep and it just kind of came to me so I typed it down. It's short, and I should be working on something else entirely but oh well, at least Minho bottoms once more...
The TV screen is filled with a black and white, a static noise that irritates your eardrums filling the small dark room before the TV screen goes black and then fills with motion.
The camera focuses in and out for a few seconds, the image too blurry for anything to be made out really. But there are noises in the background, too many, and they don’t make much sense either.
Finally the camera manages to focus and a brown-haired boy with large eyes comes into focus except his eyes don’t stay open for long. His mouth is opened wide but you can still tell he’s smiling from ear to ear and he’s surrounded by men. Their faces aren’t shown but they’re naked, or half naked at least, all sporting erections and the boy is most definitively on his knees.
There is a groan, followed by a grunt, and then there is white on the boy’s cheeks and white on his pink tongue and someone is telling him to not swallow, to take it all. He obliges, keeping still until the man, and his dick, disappears out of the picture and then he swallows, running a tongue over his plump bottom lip, making sure he has everything.
“Well?” There is a voice, and it sounds like it’s coming from behind the camera and the boy smiles.
“Changmin-hyung.”
There is a distant “he’s good” before another erection comes into view and it’s all a game, he’s done it so many times he knows them all. His lips stretch around the tip of the member, giving it a small suck and a lick while an unknown hand is moving up and down the shaft in a rapid manner and then there is a name and an order to open wide.
And the first spurt hits him across his eyelids, rendering him blind for the rest of the game even though he isn’t allowed to look, but the aim is working by the second shot and he, Minho, gets a mouthful before he’s allowed to swallow again. This time it takes longer to identify, so long there are voices in the background claiming he can’t do it and then the answer gets lost in the murmuring.
The cameraman looses his grip and the camera angle drops and Minho is indeed on his knees, legs spread and wearing nothing but his boxers. There is a big tent in the fabric where his groin is and then the camera is back to his face, another cock down his throat.
And the guy takes a little longer, his fingers slipping into brown locks and tugging and there is complaining in the background, telling the guy to shoot or step back because there is a line.
The tape stops right when the man pulls back, ready to come, and the screen freezes; a perfect image of Minho’s long eyelashes casting shadows over his cum-covered cheeks.
The remote was definitively somewhere on the coffee table and hands, illuminated by the slightly bluish colors on the screen, are pushing aside stacks of magazines and empty plates of food.
Shit, it’s not there and the video is still stuck and finally, it’s under a couch cushion and it makes no sense but at least the video is running again.
The cum isn’t as translucent as the previous guy’s and it’s thicker in texture and the aim is perfect and it makes a little sense now; how he can tell them apart.
The man is showed out the way as soon as the others deem he’s finished and Minho doesn’t even have time to give a name before someone is coming on him again. There’s a handful of thick ropes and they land on his cheek and across the bridge of his nose and it’s not a game anymore, their patience has run out.
Another cock comes into view before the previous is done and Minho’s attention is divided and his face ends up messier but at least he gets to taste this time.
There is murmuring in the background again, someone saying they need to come too, and the camera is swinging back and forth a few times as it’s handed over and then there is the loud sound of a zipper as the cameraman is working on letting his erection free.
Minho is giving one last suck to the tip of the member when a pair of blue jeans come into view. And then there’s the dick and Minho is sucking again, his nose bumping against the toned flesh above the man’s groin because they’re all like that; toned and muscular.
And Minho is not skinny like he used to be either, he doesn’t have that long hair that makes his eyes look even bigger and make him look like an adorable little brother. He’s grown and he’s no longer a boy but a man, just like them.
He gets a mouthful again and the camera catches a glimpse of it before his Adam’s apple bobs up and down and it’s gone, only leaving a pair of glistening red lips in it’s wake.
And he’s finally allowed to look now and uses his fingertips to clean off the mess around his eyes because it stings if it comes into contact with the balls of his eyes and he’s looking into the camera right before the screen goes black and the room is dark again.
Rating: NC-17
A/N: I wrote this at like 5am because I've been rolling around in bed unable to sleep and it just kind of came to me so I typed it down. It's short, and I should be working on something else entirely but oh well, at least Minho bottoms once more...
The TV screen is filled with a black and white, a static noise that irritates your eardrums filling the small dark room before the TV screen goes black and then fills with motion.
The camera focuses in and out for a few seconds, the image too blurry for anything to be made out really. But there are noises in the background, too many, and they don’t make much sense either.
Finally the camera manages to focus and a brown-haired boy with large eyes comes into focus except his eyes don’t stay open for long. His mouth is opened wide but you can still tell he’s smiling from ear to ear and he’s surrounded by men. Their faces aren’t shown but they’re naked, or half naked at least, all sporting erections and the boy is most definitively on his knees.
There is a groan, followed by a grunt, and then there is white on the boy’s cheeks and white on his pink tongue and someone is telling him to not swallow, to take it all. He obliges, keeping still until the man, and his dick, disappears out of the picture and then he swallows, running a tongue over his plump bottom lip, making sure he has everything.
“Well?” There is a voice, and it sounds like it’s coming from behind the camera and the boy smiles.
“Changmin-hyung.”
There is a distant “he’s good” before another erection comes into view and it’s all a game, he’s done it so many times he knows them all. His lips stretch around the tip of the member, giving it a small suck and a lick while an unknown hand is moving up and down the shaft in a rapid manner and then there is a name and an order to open wide.
And the first spurt hits him across his eyelids, rendering him blind for the rest of the game even though he isn’t allowed to look, but the aim is working by the second shot and he, Minho, gets a mouthful before he’s allowed to swallow again. This time it takes longer to identify, so long there are voices in the background claiming he can’t do it and then the answer gets lost in the murmuring.
The cameraman looses his grip and the camera angle drops and Minho is indeed on his knees, legs spread and wearing nothing but his boxers. There is a big tent in the fabric where his groin is and then the camera is back to his face, another cock down his throat.
And the guy takes a little longer, his fingers slipping into brown locks and tugging and there is complaining in the background, telling the guy to shoot or step back because there is a line.
The tape stops right when the man pulls back, ready to come, and the screen freezes; a perfect image of Minho’s long eyelashes casting shadows over his cum-covered cheeks.
The remote was definitively somewhere on the coffee table and hands, illuminated by the slightly bluish colors on the screen, are pushing aside stacks of magazines and empty plates of food.
Shit, it’s not there and the video is still stuck and finally, it’s under a couch cushion and it makes no sense but at least the video is running again.
The cum isn’t as translucent as the previous guy’s and it’s thicker in texture and the aim is perfect and it makes a little sense now; how he can tell them apart.
The man is showed out the way as soon as the others deem he’s finished and Minho doesn’t even have time to give a name before someone is coming on him again. There’s a handful of thick ropes and they land on his cheek and across the bridge of his nose and it’s not a game anymore, their patience has run out.
Another cock comes into view before the previous is done and Minho’s attention is divided and his face ends up messier but at least he gets to taste this time.
There is murmuring in the background again, someone saying they need to come too, and the camera is swinging back and forth a few times as it’s handed over and then there is the loud sound of a zipper as the cameraman is working on letting his erection free.
Minho is giving one last suck to the tip of the member when a pair of blue jeans come into view. And then there’s the dick and Minho is sucking again, his nose bumping against the toned flesh above the man’s groin because they’re all like that; toned and muscular.
And Minho is not skinny like he used to be either, he doesn’t have that long hair that makes his eyes look even bigger and make him look like an adorable little brother. He’s grown and he’s no longer a boy but a man, just like them.
He gets a mouthful again and the camera catches a glimpse of it before his Adam’s apple bobs up and down and it’s gone, only leaving a pair of glistening red lips in it’s wake.
And he’s finally allowed to look now and uses his fingertips to clean off the mess around his eyes because it stings if it comes into contact with the balls of his eyes and he’s looking into the camera right before the screen goes black and the room is dark again.