Get It
Title: Get It
Pairing/Fandom: SHINee, JongHo
Rating: NC-17/R
Warnings: Masturbation, use of sex toys, boy x boy, PWP
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I make no claim to own any of the people in this story. Any similarities between this and any other story is purely coincidental.
Author's Note: Fic Dump :)
Minho groaned as he lifted the sack of fan mail and presents onto his bed. Having just celebrated his birthday, the pile was larger than usual, the gifts decorated in bright paper. He slowly started to unwrap the presents, placing the gifts into three piles (couple stuff for fan service with Taemin, things he would actually wear/use, and things he would not use aka things he had no idea what the fuck they were). Minho chuckled as he placed another set of couple teeshirts onto the fan service pile, he had nearly enough sets to wear one a day for a month, before moving on to the last gift. He slid his finger under the carefully taped edges, ripping the paper neatly before placing to one side to look at the contents - an envelope with his name written on, and a plain black box. Intrigued, he opened the envelope, straight away seeing the name of a website that was notorious for posting pictures of him and Taemin together and spreading rumours about fan service which may or may not have happened.
Minho-oppa,
We thought it was best that we put your present in a plain box, in case you opened it in front of the others, or worse, on stage. We hope it gives you lots of joy and pleasure! ;-)
Happy birthday!
Love,
Your loyal fans
Minho eyed the box curiously. What the hell had they gotten him? Carefully he took the lid from the box, almost dropping the contents once he saw the front. Make your own vibrator was emblazoned across the box in large red writing, complete with a rather explicit image of a woman masturbating. "What the hell?" Removing the box from it's packaging, he read the instructions. Apparently his gift would allow him to create a 'exact replica' of any penis he wanted. He huffed, setting the box back in the packaging and placing it on the 'never use' pile. If he were to be taking part in any homosexual activities, it was obvious that he would be the top.
~###~
The one thing Minho hated more than anything else in the world, was when his band members all had schedules, and he was stuck at home, alone. He had called the Super Junior dorms, only to find that they were all on some sort of variety show (God help the show, Minho thought, a shudder running through him), called the Dong Bang Shin Ki hyungdeul who helpfully informed him that they were at Jeju Island filming a CF, and even called the girls of So Nyeo Shi Dae who were all busy with various activities. He grabbed the remote control, idly flicking through the channels, before deciding that there wasn't even anything good on TV. It was too early in the day to sleep and Minho felt far too lazy to exercise (a rare occurence, but it happened from time to time).
Maybe he should masturbate, Minho considered the option, before another idea flew into his head. With a grin on his face, he entered his bedroom, searching in his wardrobe before pulling out a plain black box. Surely this would entertain him for some time. He turned the box over in his hands as he walked back into the living area, opening the box and taking out the contents, quickly reading the text before opening the inner box for the first time. Minho tipped the contents onto the coffee table, inspecting the goods - a rather boring looking vibrator, a mould kit, and an amount of orange plastic/rubber (after all, orange is your colour, Minho-oppa!). Shrugging, he set to work, melting the plastic/rubber combo in the microwave (Key would have a fit if he knew what his precious appliances were used for) before willing himself to think sexy thoughts to maintain his erection as he pressed it into the slightly warm, soft (and not at all bad feeling, Minho decided) mould. After the mould was complete, he poured the liquid rubber/plastic into the space (and hoped there was enough) before carefully inserting the vibrator. He smirked at his handiwork, before placing it back on the coffee table to set, flicking their TV to a replay of a soccer match he and Taemin had watched several nights earlier.
After the allotted time, Minho carefully removed the vibrator from the mould, the bright orange contrasting sharply against the neutral decor of the dorm. It was well detailed, an exact replica. He turned it in his hand, feeling somewhat fascinated. It felt the same as when he jerked himself, the veins in the same place, the only difference being that it was rubbery. He slowly twisted the cap of the vibrator, feeling the replica of his cock spring to life. Minho laughed, a loud sound that filled the dorm before returning to his bedroom, stowing the vibrator back in his wardrobe before the others returned from their schedules. Fangirls, Minho decided, were fucking weird.
~###~
Jonghyun was nosy. It was a fact. He knew it, the rest of the band knew it, and their manager definitely knew it from the amount of complaints that were directed his way. If Jonghyun liked something, he would take it, the others only ever noticing if he were to wear said item, or to use it in front of them.
Usually, when Jonghyun was left along in the dorm, he would snoop. Jonghyun's snooping often led to him finding the best things, being able to rummage around in the other's rooms, stowing items for his own use, and storing information for future blackmail (such as Taemin's rather large pornography collection, and Jinki's ratty comfort blanket which Kibum had thrown in the trash on more than one occasion, but still ended up under the leaders bed).
Today, Jonghyun decided, he would look through Minho's belongings. He had a large amount of gifts delivered for his birthday, there was bound to be something good in there. Sharing a room with the taller male had its advantages, and Jonghyun knew exactly where Minho stored his items. The things he liked that the fans gave to him would be stored at the front of his wardrobe, or on his book case. The things he and Taemin would use for fan service were stored in a cabinet by the door. The things he didn't want, or was too embarrassed to show the others got tossed in the back of the wardrobe.
Jonghyun rifled through the cabinet by the door first, pulling out a few sets of couple teeshirts that he liked the look of, making a mental note to pass the corresponding teeshirt to Kibum when he got chance. Next was the bookcase, and an expensive pair of sunglasses joined his collection. Finally Jonghyun moved to the wardrobe, pulling open the doors as though the world's riches were held inside. A sporty jacket was tried before being discarded (Minho was far too tall, damn it), and a nice looking belt was tossed on his bed. It was then, that Jonghyun noticed the box pushed at the very back, the box that was overflowing with new items. Jonghyun had found what he was looking for. He gleefully pulled the box to their bedroom floor, tossing a few ugly jumpers (one with a scary looking reindeer on) back in the wardrobe, carefully looking at each item he pulled from the box.
After layers of clothing (which were either too ugly for Minho to consider wearing, or too small/large to fit) were pulled away, Jonghyun noticed a flash of bright orange, buried deep in the box. Curious, he reached for the item, grabbing hold of the item and pulling it out of the box. Jonghyun's eyes widened, a triumphant cackle escaping his mouth at the slight of the object. "Oh Minho, you are a naughty boy!" Jonghyun's hand was wrapped around a rather large vibrator. Grinning, Jonghyun turned the vibrator in his hands, before turning the dial and feeling the vibrations move up his arm.
"Jonghyun, are you home?"
Jonghyun's eyes widened in fright as Kibum's voice echoed through the dorm, and he quickly tossed the orange vibrator on his bed before pushing Minho's box back into his wardrobe and shutting the doors securely. "Yeah." Jonghyun called back, running over to his bed and collecting the items, bundling them in his arms before placing in the box he conveniently kept under his bed, the one place in the dorm that even Kibum was scared to clean.
~###~
Jonghyun was curious. He kept thinking back to the bright orange vibrator, even though Kibum was doing his best to distract him with by talking about his latest experience on some radio station.
"-and then she fell off the chair!" Kibum laughed loudly before he noticed that Jonghyun wasn't doing the same.
Jonghyun could feel Kibum's eyes on him, "I don't feel well." Jonghyun said quickly as an excuse. "I'm going to go lie down for a while."
"Are you okay? Do you want some soup? Medicine?" Kibum had turned into a worried mother.
Jonghyun shook his head. "I just need some quiet, can you make sure that the others don't come in the room?" Jonghyun watched as Kibum nodded before he hurried to his bedroom, securing the door closed.
Once he was sure that Kibum was busy (he heard him shuffling in the kitchen), Jonghyun padded over to his bed, pulling out his treasure box. Laying on top of the clothing, was the orange vibrator. He picked up the item, feeling the weight of it in his hand before running his fingers over the rubber, feeling the dip as his fingers ran over the head, the ridges and veins on the realistic sex toy. Jonghyun wondered briefly if the fans had gotten the vibrator for Minho as a gift, or if Minho had purchased the item himself without the others knowing. He subconsciously curled his fingers around the item, moving his hand as though he was jerking himself.
"What the hell am I doing?" Jonghyun asked himself once he realised his motions, tossing the vibrator back in the box and kicking it under his bed. He flopped on his bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to get the image of Minho and the sex toy out of his mind.
~###~
It had been two weeks. Two weeks since Jonghyun had found the sex toy in Minho's wardrobe. Two weeks since he had placed the item under his bed. Two weeks of Jonghyun taking the item from it's hiding place when Minho was in the shower, two weeks of holding the item in his hands, two weeks of touching the item as he would touch himself.
It was safe to say Jonghyun was obsessed.
The problem is, that Jonghyun knows what turns him on, and is not shy (or particularly quiet) when it comes to pleasuring himself. Jonghyun liked to experiment. He liked seeing how different types of condom felt around his dick, he liked feeling the different sensations that using lubricant added when jerking himself, and he was quite shocked to find that actually, he quite liked the feeling of a finger (his own) in his hole, gently thrusting and poking and squirming until he found his prostate (which was even better than the other three put together). However, his thought process didn't stop there. If his finger felt that good, how much better would something thicker feel? It was then, that his mind supplied him with the perfect piece of equipment... Minho's bright orange vibrator.
After wiping his lubed up fingers on the bed sheets, Jonghyun reached under his bed, avoiding the old takeaway boxes until he found his box of treasure (one or two couple shirts missing). He rummaged in the box until he found the sex toy, holding it up in front of his eyes. It was large. He compared it to his fingers. Much larger. He briefly wondered if it would fit, before shrugging and squirting a decent amount of lubricant onto the vibrator, slicking the shaft before resuming his position, knees on the bed and ass in the air.
Jonghyun carefully manoeuvred the device into position, feeling the blunt head press against his hole, slowly pushing the item into himself. "Mother fucker!" He cursed before feeling the progress. He hadn't even managed to get the head in. Grumbling, he placed the vibrator to one side, slicking his fingers and working to slowly stretch himself, twisting and thrusting and scissoring until he felt ready.
Jonghyun took the vibrator in his hands again, resting the blunt against his entrance before pushing, feeling the device move easier this time. It still hurt, but the pain was blurring with pleasure as he gently thrust the vibrator in and out. "Fuck." He cursed again, this time through pleasure, the vibrator moving deeper in him, brushing the bundle of nerves within him. Jonghyun moved quicker, angling the vibrator so that it hit his prostate with every thrust, calling out loudly as he felt his release, the orgasm causing his body to spasm. "Fuck."
~###~
It was also safe to say, that the vibrator soon became Jonghyun's favourite thing. Whenever he was home alone, the vibrator would come out of it's hiding place, Jonghyun experimenting with different speeds and positions until he was writhing on the bed in pure pleasure.
Jonghyun soon found out that the vibrator was waterproof, and the combination of the vibrations against his prostate and water falling over his body was too much, bringing Jonghyun to his orgasm in an embarrassingly quick time.
Jonghyun still, however, had a soft spot for using the stolen vibrator on his bed, ass in the air giving easy access to his prostate, thrusting the vibrator quickly. Jonghyun blocked out the world, his pants and moans filling the room (and dorm) as he moved.
~###~
Minho groaned as he returned to the dorm, the one thing he hated more than having the dorm to himself, was his schedule being cancelled last minute, especially when he had woken up early to get there on time. He closed the door carefully behind him, aware that Jonghyun could still be sleeping, the elder vocalist being the only other member without a schedule for the day.
"Ah~ Fuck!"
Minho rolled his eyes. The elder was wanking, again. He sighed, quickly moving into the living area and switching on the TV, hoping that it would drown out Jonghyun's moans. He flopped on the couch, flicking through the channels in the hope that there was something worth watching.
"Shit! There!"
Minho huffed in annoyance, slamming the remote control onto the coffee table. There was only so much that the tall rapper could take, and Jonghyun had passed that mark the last time they didn't have a schedule. "Yah! Kim Jonghyun!" Minho was answered with a particularly loud moan. That was it, Minho decided, standing and striding over to their shared bedroom, banging on the door with a closed fist before yanking the door open, hoping at least that Jonghyun had managed to pull a blanket over him.
The sight was one that Minho was not expecting. Jonghyun on his bed, backside in the air with a vibrator (his orange vibrator, Minho noted) being pumped slowly in and out of his hole.
"Shit."
Jonghyun jerked at the noise, the vibrator dropping onto the bed as he twisted his head to glare at the intruder. "A little privacy?" He felt a flush rise to his cheeks as he noticed that the intruder was the original owner of the vibrator.
"Where did you get that?" Minho asked once he regained use of his tongue.
"A fan." Jonghyun shamelessly lied. "Leave."
"How would a fan get hold of that?" Minho asked, ignoring the elder's words.
"Gee, I don't know Minho. A sex shop?" Jonghyun answered, sarcasm laced in his voice.
Minho strode into the room, taking hold of the vibrator (purposefully ignoring it's previous location). "I meant this exact one. Don't lie, you took it from my things, right?"
Jonghyun felt a blush rise to his cheeks as Minho so openly accused him. "So what if I did. It's not like you were using it." Jonghyun answered defiantly.
"I bet you don't even know what that is." Minho said with a laugh.
"A vibrator." Jonghyun answered sarcastically again.
"This, dear hyung," Minho explained, holding up the vibrator, "is the product of a 'make your own vibrator' kit that the fans got me for my birthday."
"So?" Jonghyun questioned again.
"Think about it, hyung. The kit made a replica of an exact cock. Who's cock do you think it made an exact replica of?"
Jonghyun's eyes widened. There was no way, absolutely no way that Minho had made a replica of his own member, no damn way that he had been fucking himself with a replica of Minho. "Yeah right."
"I got bored." Minho shrugged.
"You're lying." Jonghyun said defiantly.
"Want to look?" Minho said cockily, tossing the vibrator on his bed before running his hands down his chest, stopping once they reached the fastenings of his jeans. "You seem pretty well acquainted with it, so you should be able to tell."
"Fuck you." Jonghyun almost stuttered, half wondering why he hadn't pulled a blanket over himself, the other half of him distracted with the show Minho was putting on, the button fastening of the taller member's jeans had been popped open, and the zip was being tugged on.
"I think it's the other way around, hyung." Minho retorted with a smirk, letting his jeans drop to the floor (glad for once that he wasn't wearing a pair of ridiculously skinny jeans), stepping out of them before moving over to Jonghyun's bed. "Did you like fucking yourself with my dick?"
Jonghyun swallowed, biting his lip to keep a moan from erupting at the younger's dirty words. It was then he saw it from the corner of his eyes, the tent forming in Minho's underwear caused by his rapidly hardening erection. "Shit, Minho."
"Did I feel good?" Minho asked, moving until he was level with Jonghyun's head, the elder's lips just inches away from his cock. "Did I fill you up?" In one swift movement, Minho's shirt joined his jeans on the floor, his lips close enough to Jonghyun's ear that Jonghyun could feel the shallow breaths the younger was taking. "Did I make you cum?"
Jonghyun moaned loudly at Minho's words, he could feel his erection pulsing with the need to release. "Shut the hell up, and fuck me." Jonghyun all but growled, using one hand to jerk his own erection, whilst the other busied itself with removing Minho's underwear.
Minho took over, pushing his underwear over his hips and down, letting them pool at his feet before stepping out of the material, moving behind Jonghyun. "Lube?" Minho asked, a hint of a blush on his face.
Jonghyun grunted as he passed the bottle to Minho. "Don't use it all."
Minho chuckled at the absurdity of it all, uncapping the lubricant with a pop and pouring the liquid into the palm of his hand, wrapping his hand around his erection and slicking his length. "It tingles."
"Supposed to bring more pleasure, or some bullshit like that." Jonghyun commented. "Hurry the fuck up."
Minho shifted on the bed, aligning himself, the tip of his erection pressing against Jonghyun's entrance. Sure, he'd had sex before (with girls, thank you very much), but there was something about having the elder vocalist under him, begging him to move that made him more nervous than each of those times. Did he really want to cross this line with Jonghyun? The decision was made for him as Jonghyun pushed backwards, the head of Minho's cock entering Jonghyun's tight heat, and Minho couldn't disguise the moan that left his mouth. "Shit, Hyung, you're so tight."
"Fucking move already!" Jonghyun snapped, "I'm no blushing virgin, and I am most certainly not going to break."
Minho smirked at Jonghyun's words, quickly settling into a rhythm, his hands holding Jonghyun's hips still as he moved. Jonghyun was tight, tighter than any of the girls he had been with, and made the most delicious sounds as they moved in unison. Minho felt his knee slip as he picked up the pace, just managing to throw out an arm to avoid squashing the elder, when Jonghyun moaned loudly.
"Shit! There!" Jonghyun called out, his head lolling forward as Minho hit his prostate with each thrust. "I'm so close!"
Minho groaned in agreement, feeling his own orgasm nearing, the heat building in his belly. It wouldn't take much more for him to lose it completely. "Come on, Jonghyun." Minho tightened his grip on Jonghyun's hips as he tried to hold on, there was no way he was going to release first.
"Fuck!" Jonghyun cursed as his orgasm shook his body, thick ropes of spunk coating his hand as he continued to stroke himself.
Minho released moments later with a grunt, his seed spilling deep within Jonghyun, hips still rocking gently as he came down from his high. "So, was the real thing better?" Minho asked when his brain finally clicked back into gear.
"The toy talks less." Jonghyun answered with a smirk.
Pairing/Fandom: SHINee, JongHo
Rating: NC-17/R
Warnings: Masturbation, use of sex toys, boy x boy, PWP
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I make no claim to own any of the people in this story. Any similarities between this and any other story is purely coincidental.
Author's Note: Fic Dump :)
Minho groaned as he lifted the sack of fan mail and presents onto his bed. Having just celebrated his birthday, the pile was larger than usual, the gifts decorated in bright paper. He slowly started to unwrap the presents, placing the gifts into three piles (couple stuff for fan service with Taemin, things he would actually wear/use, and things he would not use aka things he had no idea what the fuck they were). Minho chuckled as he placed another set of couple teeshirts onto the fan service pile, he had nearly enough sets to wear one a day for a month, before moving on to the last gift. He slid his finger under the carefully taped edges, ripping the paper neatly before placing to one side to look at the contents - an envelope with his name written on, and a plain black box. Intrigued, he opened the envelope, straight away seeing the name of a website that was notorious for posting pictures of him and Taemin together and spreading rumours about fan service which may or may not have happened.
Minho-oppa,
We thought it was best that we put your present in a plain box, in case you opened it in front of the others, or worse, on stage. We hope it gives you lots of joy and pleasure! ;-)
Happy birthday!
Love,
Your loyal fans
Minho eyed the box curiously. What the hell had they gotten him? Carefully he took the lid from the box, almost dropping the contents once he saw the front. Make your own vibrator was emblazoned across the box in large red writing, complete with a rather explicit image of a woman masturbating. "What the hell?" Removing the box from it's packaging, he read the instructions. Apparently his gift would allow him to create a 'exact replica' of any penis he wanted. He huffed, setting the box back in the packaging and placing it on the 'never use' pile. If he were to be taking part in any homosexual activities, it was obvious that he would be the top.
~###~
The one thing Minho hated more than anything else in the world, was when his band members all had schedules, and he was stuck at home, alone. He had called the Super Junior dorms, only to find that they were all on some sort of variety show (God help the show, Minho thought, a shudder running through him), called the Dong Bang Shin Ki hyungdeul who helpfully informed him that they were at Jeju Island filming a CF, and even called the girls of So Nyeo Shi Dae who were all busy with various activities. He grabbed the remote control, idly flicking through the channels, before deciding that there wasn't even anything good on TV. It was too early in the day to sleep and Minho felt far too lazy to exercise (a rare occurence, but it happened from time to time).
Maybe he should masturbate, Minho considered the option, before another idea flew into his head. With a grin on his face, he entered his bedroom, searching in his wardrobe before pulling out a plain black box. Surely this would entertain him for some time. He turned the box over in his hands as he walked back into the living area, opening the box and taking out the contents, quickly reading the text before opening the inner box for the first time. Minho tipped the contents onto the coffee table, inspecting the goods - a rather boring looking vibrator, a mould kit, and an amount of orange plastic/rubber (after all, orange is your colour, Minho-oppa!). Shrugging, he set to work, melting the plastic/rubber combo in the microwave (Key would have a fit if he knew what his precious appliances were used for) before willing himself to think sexy thoughts to maintain his erection as he pressed it into the slightly warm, soft (and not at all bad feeling, Minho decided) mould. After the mould was complete, he poured the liquid rubber/plastic into the space (and hoped there was enough) before carefully inserting the vibrator. He smirked at his handiwork, before placing it back on the coffee table to set, flicking their TV to a replay of a soccer match he and Taemin had watched several nights earlier.
After the allotted time, Minho carefully removed the vibrator from the mould, the bright orange contrasting sharply against the neutral decor of the dorm. It was well detailed, an exact replica. He turned it in his hand, feeling somewhat fascinated. It felt the same as when he jerked himself, the veins in the same place, the only difference being that it was rubbery. He slowly twisted the cap of the vibrator, feeling the replica of his cock spring to life. Minho laughed, a loud sound that filled the dorm before returning to his bedroom, stowing the vibrator back in his wardrobe before the others returned from their schedules. Fangirls, Minho decided, were fucking weird.
~###~
Jonghyun was nosy. It was a fact. He knew it, the rest of the band knew it, and their manager definitely knew it from the amount of complaints that were directed his way. If Jonghyun liked something, he would take it, the others only ever noticing if he were to wear said item, or to use it in front of them.
Usually, when Jonghyun was left along in the dorm, he would snoop. Jonghyun's snooping often led to him finding the best things, being able to rummage around in the other's rooms, stowing items for his own use, and storing information for future blackmail (such as Taemin's rather large pornography collection, and Jinki's ratty comfort blanket which Kibum had thrown in the trash on more than one occasion, but still ended up under the leaders bed).
Today, Jonghyun decided, he would look through Minho's belongings. He had a large amount of gifts delivered for his birthday, there was bound to be something good in there. Sharing a room with the taller male had its advantages, and Jonghyun knew exactly where Minho stored his items. The things he liked that the fans gave to him would be stored at the front of his wardrobe, or on his book case. The things he and Taemin would use for fan service were stored in a cabinet by the door. The things he didn't want, or was too embarrassed to show the others got tossed in the back of the wardrobe.
Jonghyun rifled through the cabinet by the door first, pulling out a few sets of couple teeshirts that he liked the look of, making a mental note to pass the corresponding teeshirt to Kibum when he got chance. Next was the bookcase, and an expensive pair of sunglasses joined his collection. Finally Jonghyun moved to the wardrobe, pulling open the doors as though the world's riches were held inside. A sporty jacket was tried before being discarded (Minho was far too tall, damn it), and a nice looking belt was tossed on his bed. It was then, that Jonghyun noticed the box pushed at the very back, the box that was overflowing with new items. Jonghyun had found what he was looking for. He gleefully pulled the box to their bedroom floor, tossing a few ugly jumpers (one with a scary looking reindeer on) back in the wardrobe, carefully looking at each item he pulled from the box.
After layers of clothing (which were either too ugly for Minho to consider wearing, or too small/large to fit) were pulled away, Jonghyun noticed a flash of bright orange, buried deep in the box. Curious, he reached for the item, grabbing hold of the item and pulling it out of the box. Jonghyun's eyes widened, a triumphant cackle escaping his mouth at the slight of the object. "Oh Minho, you are a naughty boy!" Jonghyun's hand was wrapped around a rather large vibrator. Grinning, Jonghyun turned the vibrator in his hands, before turning the dial and feeling the vibrations move up his arm.
"Jonghyun, are you home?"
Jonghyun's eyes widened in fright as Kibum's voice echoed through the dorm, and he quickly tossed the orange vibrator on his bed before pushing Minho's box back into his wardrobe and shutting the doors securely. "Yeah." Jonghyun called back, running over to his bed and collecting the items, bundling them in his arms before placing in the box he conveniently kept under his bed, the one place in the dorm that even Kibum was scared to clean.
~###~
Jonghyun was curious. He kept thinking back to the bright orange vibrator, even though Kibum was doing his best to distract him with by talking about his latest experience on some radio station.
"-and then she fell off the chair!" Kibum laughed loudly before he noticed that Jonghyun wasn't doing the same.
Jonghyun could feel Kibum's eyes on him, "I don't feel well." Jonghyun said quickly as an excuse. "I'm going to go lie down for a while."
"Are you okay? Do you want some soup? Medicine?" Kibum had turned into a worried mother.
Jonghyun shook his head. "I just need some quiet, can you make sure that the others don't come in the room?" Jonghyun watched as Kibum nodded before he hurried to his bedroom, securing the door closed.
Once he was sure that Kibum was busy (he heard him shuffling in the kitchen), Jonghyun padded over to his bed, pulling out his treasure box. Laying on top of the clothing, was the orange vibrator. He picked up the item, feeling the weight of it in his hand before running his fingers over the rubber, feeling the dip as his fingers ran over the head, the ridges and veins on the realistic sex toy. Jonghyun wondered briefly if the fans had gotten the vibrator for Minho as a gift, or if Minho had purchased the item himself without the others knowing. He subconsciously curled his fingers around the item, moving his hand as though he was jerking himself.
"What the hell am I doing?" Jonghyun asked himself once he realised his motions, tossing the vibrator back in the box and kicking it under his bed. He flopped on his bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to get the image of Minho and the sex toy out of his mind.
~###~
It had been two weeks. Two weeks since Jonghyun had found the sex toy in Minho's wardrobe. Two weeks since he had placed the item under his bed. Two weeks of Jonghyun taking the item from it's hiding place when Minho was in the shower, two weeks of holding the item in his hands, two weeks of touching the item as he would touch himself.
It was safe to say Jonghyun was obsessed.
The problem is, that Jonghyun knows what turns him on, and is not shy (or particularly quiet) when it comes to pleasuring himself. Jonghyun liked to experiment. He liked seeing how different types of condom felt around his dick, he liked feeling the different sensations that using lubricant added when jerking himself, and he was quite shocked to find that actually, he quite liked the feeling of a finger (his own) in his hole, gently thrusting and poking and squirming until he found his prostate (which was even better than the other three put together). However, his thought process didn't stop there. If his finger felt that good, how much better would something thicker feel? It was then, that his mind supplied him with the perfect piece of equipment... Minho's bright orange vibrator.
After wiping his lubed up fingers on the bed sheets, Jonghyun reached under his bed, avoiding the old takeaway boxes until he found his box of treasure (one or two couple shirts missing). He rummaged in the box until he found the sex toy, holding it up in front of his eyes. It was large. He compared it to his fingers. Much larger. He briefly wondered if it would fit, before shrugging and squirting a decent amount of lubricant onto the vibrator, slicking the shaft before resuming his position, knees on the bed and ass in the air.
Jonghyun carefully manoeuvred the device into position, feeling the blunt head press against his hole, slowly pushing the item into himself. "Mother fucker!" He cursed before feeling the progress. He hadn't even managed to get the head in. Grumbling, he placed the vibrator to one side, slicking his fingers and working to slowly stretch himself, twisting and thrusting and scissoring until he felt ready.
Jonghyun took the vibrator in his hands again, resting the blunt against his entrance before pushing, feeling the device move easier this time. It still hurt, but the pain was blurring with pleasure as he gently thrust the vibrator in and out. "Fuck." He cursed again, this time through pleasure, the vibrator moving deeper in him, brushing the bundle of nerves within him. Jonghyun moved quicker, angling the vibrator so that it hit his prostate with every thrust, calling out loudly as he felt his release, the orgasm causing his body to spasm. "Fuck."
~###~
It was also safe to say, that the vibrator soon became Jonghyun's favourite thing. Whenever he was home alone, the vibrator would come out of it's hiding place, Jonghyun experimenting with different speeds and positions until he was writhing on the bed in pure pleasure.
Jonghyun soon found out that the vibrator was waterproof, and the combination of the vibrations against his prostate and water falling over his body was too much, bringing Jonghyun to his orgasm in an embarrassingly quick time.
Jonghyun still, however, had a soft spot for using the stolen vibrator on his bed, ass in the air giving easy access to his prostate, thrusting the vibrator quickly. Jonghyun blocked out the world, his pants and moans filling the room (and dorm) as he moved.
~###~
Minho groaned as he returned to the dorm, the one thing he hated more than having the dorm to himself, was his schedule being cancelled last minute, especially when he had woken up early to get there on time. He closed the door carefully behind him, aware that Jonghyun could still be sleeping, the elder vocalist being the only other member without a schedule for the day.
"Ah~ Fuck!"
Minho rolled his eyes. The elder was wanking, again. He sighed, quickly moving into the living area and switching on the TV, hoping that it would drown out Jonghyun's moans. He flopped on the couch, flicking through the channels in the hope that there was something worth watching.
"Shit! There!"
Minho huffed in annoyance, slamming the remote control onto the coffee table. There was only so much that the tall rapper could take, and Jonghyun had passed that mark the last time they didn't have a schedule. "Yah! Kim Jonghyun!" Minho was answered with a particularly loud moan. That was it, Minho decided, standing and striding over to their shared bedroom, banging on the door with a closed fist before yanking the door open, hoping at least that Jonghyun had managed to pull a blanket over him.
The sight was one that Minho was not expecting. Jonghyun on his bed, backside in the air with a vibrator (his orange vibrator, Minho noted) being pumped slowly in and out of his hole.
"Shit."
Jonghyun jerked at the noise, the vibrator dropping onto the bed as he twisted his head to glare at the intruder. "A little privacy?" He felt a flush rise to his cheeks as he noticed that the intruder was the original owner of the vibrator.
"Where did you get that?" Minho asked once he regained use of his tongue.
"A fan." Jonghyun shamelessly lied. "Leave."
"How would a fan get hold of that?" Minho asked, ignoring the elder's words.
"Gee, I don't know Minho. A sex shop?" Jonghyun answered, sarcasm laced in his voice.
Minho strode into the room, taking hold of the vibrator (purposefully ignoring it's previous location). "I meant this exact one. Don't lie, you took it from my things, right?"
Jonghyun felt a blush rise to his cheeks as Minho so openly accused him. "So what if I did. It's not like you were using it." Jonghyun answered defiantly.
"I bet you don't even know what that is." Minho said with a laugh.
"A vibrator." Jonghyun answered sarcastically again.
"This, dear hyung," Minho explained, holding up the vibrator, "is the product of a 'make your own vibrator' kit that the fans got me for my birthday."
"So?" Jonghyun questioned again.
"Think about it, hyung. The kit made a replica of an exact cock. Who's cock do you think it made an exact replica of?"
Jonghyun's eyes widened. There was no way, absolutely no way that Minho had made a replica of his own member, no damn way that he had been fucking himself with a replica of Minho. "Yeah right."
"I got bored." Minho shrugged.
"You're lying." Jonghyun said defiantly.
"Want to look?" Minho said cockily, tossing the vibrator on his bed before running his hands down his chest, stopping once they reached the fastenings of his jeans. "You seem pretty well acquainted with it, so you should be able to tell."
"Fuck you." Jonghyun almost stuttered, half wondering why he hadn't pulled a blanket over himself, the other half of him distracted with the show Minho was putting on, the button fastening of the taller member's jeans had been popped open, and the zip was being tugged on.
"I think it's the other way around, hyung." Minho retorted with a smirk, letting his jeans drop to the floor (glad for once that he wasn't wearing a pair of ridiculously skinny jeans), stepping out of them before moving over to Jonghyun's bed. "Did you like fucking yourself with my dick?"
Jonghyun swallowed, biting his lip to keep a moan from erupting at the younger's dirty words. It was then he saw it from the corner of his eyes, the tent forming in Minho's underwear caused by his rapidly hardening erection. "Shit, Minho."
"Did I feel good?" Minho asked, moving until he was level with Jonghyun's head, the elder's lips just inches away from his cock. "Did I fill you up?" In one swift movement, Minho's shirt joined his jeans on the floor, his lips close enough to Jonghyun's ear that Jonghyun could feel the shallow breaths the younger was taking. "Did I make you cum?"
Jonghyun moaned loudly at Minho's words, he could feel his erection pulsing with the need to release. "Shut the hell up, and fuck me." Jonghyun all but growled, using one hand to jerk his own erection, whilst the other busied itself with removing Minho's underwear.
Minho took over, pushing his underwear over his hips and down, letting them pool at his feet before stepping out of the material, moving behind Jonghyun. "Lube?" Minho asked, a hint of a blush on his face.
Jonghyun grunted as he passed the bottle to Minho. "Don't use it all."
Minho chuckled at the absurdity of it all, uncapping the lubricant with a pop and pouring the liquid into the palm of his hand, wrapping his hand around his erection and slicking his length. "It tingles."
"Supposed to bring more pleasure, or some bullshit like that." Jonghyun commented. "Hurry the fuck up."
Minho shifted on the bed, aligning himself, the tip of his erection pressing against Jonghyun's entrance. Sure, he'd had sex before (with girls, thank you very much), but there was something about having the elder vocalist under him, begging him to move that made him more nervous than each of those times. Did he really want to cross this line with Jonghyun? The decision was made for him as Jonghyun pushed backwards, the head of Minho's cock entering Jonghyun's tight heat, and Minho couldn't disguise the moan that left his mouth. "Shit, Hyung, you're so tight."
"Fucking move already!" Jonghyun snapped, "I'm no blushing virgin, and I am most certainly not going to break."
Minho smirked at Jonghyun's words, quickly settling into a rhythm, his hands holding Jonghyun's hips still as he moved. Jonghyun was tight, tighter than any of the girls he had been with, and made the most delicious sounds as they moved in unison. Minho felt his knee slip as he picked up the pace, just managing to throw out an arm to avoid squashing the elder, when Jonghyun moaned loudly.
"Shit! There!" Jonghyun called out, his head lolling forward as Minho hit his prostate with each thrust. "I'm so close!"
Minho groaned in agreement, feeling his own orgasm nearing, the heat building in his belly. It wouldn't take much more for him to lose it completely. "Come on, Jonghyun." Minho tightened his grip on Jonghyun's hips as he tried to hold on, there was no way he was going to release first.
"Fuck!" Jonghyun cursed as his orgasm shook his body, thick ropes of spunk coating his hand as he continued to stroke himself.
Minho released moments later with a grunt, his seed spilling deep within Jonghyun, hips still rocking gently as he came down from his high. "So, was the real thing better?" Minho asked when his brain finally clicked back into gear.
"The toy talks less." Jonghyun answered with a smirk.