Come the Night (Part 3)
Jiwon’s careful control wavers. He gets up without a word, lifting Changmin with him, who makes a happy sound, and motions for Julien to follow. To his own bedroom.
Julien rolls his eyes and follows them, but Changmin can see the bulge in his white pants.
He can feel Jiwon’s erection too, pressing into the crack of his ass.
Jiwon drops him onto the bed and immediately brings his hand to Changmin’s shirt, raising it up. Changmin shivers from the cold air that hits his naked skin, and lifts his arms up like a good boy, letting the shirt slip over his head. Jiwon takes his own shirt off and throws it on the floor, and then climbs onto the bed while crooking his finger at Julien, who is already half naked.
Julien crawls on top of Changmin, kissing his throat and biting his collarbone, and coming down to play with his nipples. Changmin’s eyes flutter shut, moaning as he feels Julien’s hot mouth leaving wet trails all over his upper body. Jiwon swoops in from the side and swallows Changmin’s moans, and he finds his hands lifting into the older man’s hair, grip anything but gentle as his body jerks from Julien’s mistrations. “Please…”
“Please what Changminnie?” Jiwon growls.
“Please let me come,” and it comes out needier than he intended. Julien is still flicking his tongue against one of his nipple, fingers playing with the other one.
He’s been wearing the plug and cock ring for almost 40 minutes now, 40 minutes of constant stimulation, and he’s sure the hardness of his dick can’t be healthy. He can just imagine the color.
“Not yet, Changminnie. We want this to be good for you, and it will be,” he promises, hand gently stroking his cheeks.
Changmin snaps his teeth at his fingers, anger returning. “No, fucking now, you dick!”
“Tsk tsk. Now you’re showing your true colors. Julien wasn’t kidding when he said you were a brat,” he says, lazily drawing circles around the nipple that Julien wasn’t sucking on.
The words anger him more than they should, because he knows Jiwon is just teasing him, but all of a sudden he is snarling at him and tackling Jiwon, pushing Julien off in the process. He pins Jiwon down, the other man looking surprised that Changmin could do such a thing to him, but the truth is he could only do it because Jiwon was not expecting him to. The plug moves around in him and he grits his teeth against a groan.
“Do you have any idea how fucking hard I am take off the cock ring and fuck me this second,” he glares at him, and then takes advantage to his surprise to bite his shoulder, not even trying to be gentle.
Sure enough, as soon as the the first wave of pain hits him, Jiwon surges up and flips them around, completely in control now. He holds Changmin’s hands down, and then looks at him all amused. “Baby, why didn’t you just take if off yourself? Go to the bathroom after dinner and jack off?”
Changmin pauses. Why hadn’t he?
“I’ll tell you why. Because I didn’t say you could. And you’re such a good boy, you always listen to your hyung-deul,” Jiwon all but coos at him.
Changmin snaps his teeth at him again and tries to punch him, but Jiwon holds him down firmly. He doesn’t listen to anyone….
But he had listened to Jiwon, hadn’t he?
“You know, Julien, maybe we should have brought handcuffs. Like, four of them,” he says, not taking his eyes off Changmin’s angry ones.
Four? Changmin thinks, pretty sure he only has two hands, but then Oh.
Julien grins, watching the show with leisure. “But why? I like it when he fights me.”
“I like it too, but I kind of want to torture him some more. Won’t that be fun?” Jiwon says, eyes glinting.
“I suppose. Take off his pants, let’s see his dick.”
Changmin growls, annoyed that they’re talking about him as though he isn’t right there. “Shut the fuck up you dicks I’m right here.”
“Changminnie you have such a potty mouth, how can someone who looks like such a puppy talk like that?” Jiwon purrs, leaning down to kiss him, and he doesn’t seem all that surprised when Changmin bites his lips. To his credit, he doesn’t flinch away, letting Changmin bite him until his jaw hurts, staring at his eyes the whole time. He finally lets go, and feels only a little sorry when he sees blood on Jiwon’s lips and the indentations made from his teeth. But not a lot.
Jiwon licks his lips, and then looks up at Julien. “Hold him down.”
Julien moves to sit above him, lifting Changmin’s head into his lap and then holding his arms down by the wrists. He looks down at Changmin, upside down in Changmin’s vision, and then leans down to kiss him. Changmin welcomes his kiss, moans into his mouth as Julien’s tongue dips in and licks his palate. He tries to lift his arms to hold his head, but then remembers that he’s still being held down when he can’t move. He lets out an unhappy sound and Julien breaks away, chuckling. Changmin whines and follows his lips, wanting more. But just then he feels hands on his hips, and he looks down to see Jiwon watching them while unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.
“You guys are so hot.”
“Jealous?” Changmin sneers.
“Just a little,” Jiwon answers, and then finally yanks Changmin’s pants and wet boxers down.
All three of them stare at his cock as if they’ve never seen one before. It’s an angry shade of red, swelled to an unbelievable size and Changmin is slightly amazed that it hasn’t snapped the cock ring off yet.
“Woah,” Jiwon says, voicing all of their thoughts, but Changmin is completely thrown off when he bends down and licks a wet stripe up his oozing cock. He lets out a choked shout, jolting off the bed and it’s only Julien’s hands on his wrists keeping him from flying off.
It’s just a single lick, but Changmin has been hard for the better part of an hour now and is hypersensitive, sure he would come the second the cock ring is taken off.
Which needs to be soon.
He can’t take it anymore; he resorts to outright begging, cock too hard and painful now for him to be angry. He pleads with them, begs and whines and whimpers as they both run their tongues all over his body, studiously avoiding his cock and nipples. Still held down by Julien’s strong arms, Changmin can do nothing.
Jiwon sits up after a while, and then looks at him for a second before, “You’ll do as I say right baby?”
Changmin whimpers, nods. Words are too much right now.
“Alright baby, hands and knees.”
Changmin wants to cry; Julien lets go of his hands and he turns around like a good kid. He wants to touch himself but doesn’t know if it’s allowed, so he only waits as Julien moves behind him and suddenly Jiwon is in front of him on his knees, and Changmin stares.
Jiwon is completely naked, cock hard and standing at attention, right at his eye level. He lets Changmin watch him as he strokes himself, and Changmin unconsciously licks his lips.
“You want this in your mouth?”
Changmin looks up at him through his bangs, and nods his head. Oh yes, he wants.
“Be a little patient okay puppy?”
Changmin drops his eyes back down to Jiwon’s cock. It’s throbbing.
He doesn’t know what Julien is doing behind him, but then he feels a hand on his hip as Julien slowly pulls the butt plug out. He jerks away from Julien, face right into Jiwon’s cock, and backs away quickly, but not before getting a taste of the precum and licking his lips.
Jiwon sees, and he smirks.
Changmin swallows and looks behind him. Julien has gotten rid of the butt plug, he doesn’t know where, and is currently rolling a condom onto his dick.
“Changmin-ah you’re so well prepared for me,” Julien breathes over his hole, and he clenches at the words.
Julien kisses his ass cheeks and then rises on his knees, gripping his hips tightly. “Ready, pretty boy?”
Changmin doesn’t answer, just shoves his ass back at him. He’s been ready.
And then Julien is in him and grunting and Changmin feels so full, fuller than the lousy butt plug could have ever made him feel. He whimpers, because Julien is much bigger than anything could prepare him for, and Julien stills, rubbing his hands up and down Changmin’s sides and murmuring sweet nothings, voice sounding strained. "Fuck Changminnie."
Jiwon slides a hand into his hair and tilts Changmin’s head up; Changmin looks up at him, eyes swimming with unshed tears, and Jiwon leans down and kisses him gently.
“Open wide, Changmin.”
Changmin looks back down and opens his mouth, lets Jiwon feed him his cock as Julien waits for him to adjust. Jiwon’s cock is heavy and huge and wet with precum, and Changmin presses his tongue to the underside, precum filling his mouth and enjoying every bit of it, can't wait to make Jiwon come so he can swallow all of it. He swallows around him. Jiwon moans in pleasure, hands tightening slightly in Changmin's hair, and then thrusts in once carefully. Changmin can take it, and he does, making a hungry sound before urging him to slide himself in all the way.
Julien starts a slow rhythm, which forces Jiwon to start too. They are both careful at first, as if afraid of hurting him, but then Changmin whines low in his throat and Jiwon feels it around his cock and he loses control. He grips Changmin’s hair tightly and shoves himself into his mouth, and Julien thrusts into him hard from behind.
The room fills with the sound of their fucking, of Julien's balls slapping against Changmin's ass and Jiwon's against his face, of Changmin moaning, of lewd filthy things spilling from Jiwon's mouth and a steady stream of curses in three different languages from Julien's.
Changmin does his best to keep up, tries to suck Jiwon as best as he can to give the most pleasure, but Julien is hitting his sweet spot with every thrust and pleasure overtakes him till his eyes close and he can do nothing but whimper and moan around Jiwon's dick, dick throbbing.
Siliva spills down his chin, his hair is sweaty and in his eyes, and there's no use trying to flick it away because they're fucking him too hard for him to try to do anything. Sweat coats his body like a second skin, as if he had been bathing.
"Changmin-ah, Changmin-ah do you wanna come?" Jiwon grits out.
Changmin nods his head frantically; he doesn't want to come, he needs to come. His balls are drawn tight and his cock is aching painfully.
"Make us come then"-a moan, a gasp-" Changminnie, you can't come until we do."
Changmin redoubles his efforts; he clenches around Julien, causing the man to let out a strangled shout, and then a few thrusts later Julien loses his rhythm as he comes and his hips jerk into Changmin, releasing into the condom. He stays upright when he's done, pulling out of Changmin slowly, carefully, and then smoothing his hands up and down his thighs.
Jiwon still hasn't come yet, but Julien jerking into Changmin had forced him further on Jiwon's cock, and the man didn't seem too far off. He sucks harder, looking up at Jiwon through his sweaty hair, and a single look is all it takes before Jiwon is spilling into his mouth with a groan. Changmin swallows it all as Jiwon's hips thrust into his face, and he finds himself bringing his hands to Jiwon's waist, holding tightly as he sucks Jiwon dry, the bitter taste of him on his tongue doing things to his libido.
When Jiwon finally finishes, Changmin lets go of his cock with a pop and looks up, and he's only slightly horrified with tears spill from his eyes and he's sobbing, "Let me come now, please let me come now, I've been good haven't I?"
Jiwon pulls him up on his knees and kisses his eyes, murmuring "Yes, you've been so good, don't cry, baby."
He thinks he should be embarrassed but he's so relieved to be allowed to come that he doesn't care.
Behind him, Julien pulls his back up against his chest and reaches for his cock. The straps are off, and all Julien does is stroke once and Changmin comes so hard the pleasure is like the force of a hurricane and a tornado slamming against him, until everything is white and then everything is black.
***
When he comes to, the first thing he sees is that his ankles are resting on Jiwon's shoulders, and Jiwon is stroking his legs. His brows are furrowed in worry, but they clear as soon as Changmin blinks.
The second thing he notices is that his head in Julien's lap, who is now wearing boxers. Julien is stroking his hair and bending over painfully to press kisses to his forehead. When he sees Changmin awake the worry in his eyes doesn't go away. Changmin smiles up at him, and only then does Julien seem to relax.
"Are you okay, Changminnie?" Jiwon asks.
"Yeah. Did I pass out?"
"You did," Jiwon confirms, as if proud of himself, "from coming so hard."
Changmin narrows his eyes at him. "I'm pretty sure you're satan hyung."
Jiwon grins, happy to see Changmin really was feeling okay. "You're just saying that, admit that the cock ring just gave you the best orgasm of your life."
"Whatever."
Jiwon just continues smiling at him and sliding his hands up and down his leg.
"What did you guys do to me when I was out?" Changmin asks suspiciously, and he really isn't to be blamed. After all, he's currently in a somewhat awkward position, and the only one completely naked, Changmin now notices.
"Nothing you brat, I'm bringing the blood back to your empty head," Jiwon murmurs while kissing his calf.
He lets Changmin's legs down gently and then leans over to kiss him. "Was it good?"
"Yeah," Changmin sighs into his mouth, "it was very good."
"Good. Time for a shower now," he says, getting off the bed and lifting Changmin into his arms. Julien hands him over but stays on the bed.
"No I don't wanna take a shower," Changmin complains, clinging to his body and laying his head on his shoulders. "I wanna sleep for 24 hours."
"You made a mess of yourself."
"Whose fault is that?" Changmin lightly bites his shoulder. His mark from earlier is still there and turning a pretty purple color. Changmin feels proud of himself.
Jiwon laughs but continues towards Julien's bathroom. Julien is still sitting on the bed, watching them, and Changmin props his chin on Jiwon's shoulder and crooks his finger at him just as Jiwon enters the bathroom. "Julien hyung come save me," Changmin singsongs.
He hears Julien laugh,and then say “Yeah hold on, let me just change the sheets.” The sound of the bed shifting, and a few minutes later Julien walks into the bathroom, already slipping out of his boxers. Jiwon sticks Changmin into the shower and then strips out of his clothes and steps into the shower with him.
Changmin feels a bit dizzy and leans heavily against the tiled walls, tired. Julien sees and immediately comes to stand behind him, holding him to his chest. “You okay?”
“I’m tired. I wanna sleep.”
“In a bit,” Julien says, kissing his neck.
Jiwon turns the shower on and Changmin shrieks when the cold water hits his skin. Julien laughs and comes around to cover his body with his own as best as he can. The water warms quickly enough, and Changmin lets the water run over his body. His ass hurts, to say the least, as well his throat. They really didn’t hold back. But if they had Changmin would only have kept on complaining, so he supposes he shouldn’t be grumbling about it.
He closes his eyes and stands there as Jiwon massages shampoo into his hair and Julien soaps his body, pleased with the attention he is receiving and the careful way they treat his body.
“Hey Coach.”
“Mmm.”
“How are you gonna explain that bite to your wife?” Changmin mumbles.
Jiwon laughs. “Guess we just won’t have sex for a while.”
Changmin opens his eyes and grins. “Good.”
“Wow you’re a real brat.”
“So I’ve been told,” Changmin says, turning his head to the side to yawn. “Am I clean now? Can I sleep now?”
“Aww but Changminnie we wanted to go for another round. Maybe both of us at the same time,” Jiwon teases, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Changmin flies out of his hold and into Julien behind him, slightly panicked. “What, no, I don’t want that!”
They both seemed startled at his vehemence, and Julien quickly hugs him tight. “It’s okay he was just kidding, Changmin, of course we won’t.”
“Yeah, I was only teasing Changmin, we won’t do that,” Jiwon says soothingly.
Changmin lets out a shaky breath. “Okay that’s enough, let’s get out.”
Julien takes his hand and leads out him out of the shower, Jiwon exiting behind them. Julien towels him dry, from his hair all the way to his legs. He grabs the clean boxers and sweatpants Changmin had left at his apartment a few days ago.
Finally dressed and clean, he crawls into Julien’s huge bed, waiting for the other two men to join him.
“Mind wearing my boxers, hyung?” Julien says while opening drawers.
“Nah. I don’t think Changmin wants me naked and pressing against him.”
“Damn right I don’t,” Changmin mumbles from the bed.
Both older men laugh, and then Jiwon slips into the boxers Julien hands him and they both climb on to the bed. Changmin lies between, Julien on his left and Jiwon on his right. His eyes close without his permission, and his head sinks into the soft pillow beneath him.
“Sweet dreams, Changminnie,” Jiwon says, leaning over to kiss him.
“Good night,” Changmin mumbles, and then tucks his head into Julien’s neck and drops off as both men watch, Julien lightly kissing him.
When Changmin’s chest rises and falls steadily with each breath, lips parted slightly and lashes curling against flawless skin, Jiwon props himself on his elbow and looks at Julien.
“You’re in love with him,” he states, voice low.
“How did you figure that,” Julien says flatly, lips against Changmin’s temple.
Jiwon contemplates him. “Why did you agree to this then?”
Julien is silent for a moment. “I guess I wanted to know he cares for me?”
Changmin sniffles in his sleep and turns on his left side, pressing himself into Julien. Julien’s arms tighten around his waist.
“Well, he clearly prefers you. You don’t have anything to worry about. I’ll sleep in your guest bedroom and leave you two alone,” Jiwon says, turning to get off the bed.
Julien grabs his hand. “No hyung don’t go, sleep here.”
Jiwon gives him a look, then sighs and turns back to them, stretching himself out and cracking a few bones in the process.
“Good night, Julien,” he murmurs, eyes closing.
“Good night, hyung,” Julien answers softly. He watches the both of them for another moment, and then closes his own eyes and falls asleep.
***
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