[EXO] [Fanfiction] Veni, Vidi, Vici (Part 1)
Title: Veni, Vidi, Vici (Part 1)
Pairing: Junmyeon/Kyungsoo/Jongin (SuDoKai)
Rating: NC-17
Length: 9,358 words
Summary: Whatever he expected to see - and hear - it definitely wasn’t EXO-K’s leader butt naked, legs spread and head tilted to the side, watching him with hooded eyes, back against the wall and his fingers curled into Kyungsoo’s hair, while Kyungsoo is clearly sucking him off and enjoying it if the noisy slurps and moans are anything to go by.
A/N: This has got to be the most obscene thing I've ever written lololol. The prequel to it, Taste is over here. Also, "Veni, Vidi, Vici" is Latin for "I came, I saw, I conquered." Gotta love Julis Caesar's famous lines. ;) T-list who have been putting up with my teasers for the whole week, ILU all and this is dedicated to you XD;
Jongin frowns as he peers into the freezer. He was so sure that he’d seen the tub of vanilla ice cream sitting inside just the night before, but it was gone now. He’d scrawled his name all over the lid (and the sides and everything) with a thick black marker so that the other members would know that it was his and leave it alone. The dancer scowls and closes the door hard with a huff. Sehun sticks his head into the kitchen, eyebrows raised.
“What’s wrong, hyung?” The youngest wonders out aloud.
Jongin narrows his eyes at Sehun. “Are you the one who ate my vanilla ice cream?” The other boy puts his hands up in surrender, shaking his head.
“It wasn’t me! I didn’t eat it. I know how touchy you are when it comes to your food in the fridge and all.” He adjusts the shoulder strap of his backpack, hefting it slightly. “Anyway, I wanted to tell you that I’ll be heading out with Baekhyun hyung and Chanyeol hyung. They went out earlier this morning, and I’ll be meeting them at one of the cafés in Apgujeong. We’ll be eating out, so maybe you can see if you want to order delivery or something with Kyungsoo hyung and Junmyeon hyung. The manager hyungs all went out too and they said they’ll only be back later tonight.”
He turns to leave, then stops and inclines his head to Jongin again. “Oh, I almost forgot. Junmyeon hyung told me to tell you to go to our room. There’s something he wanted to discuss with you apparently.” Sehun shrugs slightly as Jongin’s eyebrows eyebrows knit together. “I’ve no idea what it’s about though.”
Jongin follows him out of the kitchen, waves as Sehun stuffs his feet into his sneakers and heads out the front door. He turns and makes his way down the corridor, stopping outside the door that leads to Sehun and Junmyeon’s room. Jongin knocks on the door, calls out.
“Hyung? It’s Jongin, you wanted to see me about something?” He tries to turn the handle and finds that it’s locked. “Did you lock your door hyung?”
“Jongin?” Junmyeon’s voice sounds muffled through the door. “Has everybody left already?”
“Yeah, I think it’s just you, me and Kyungsoo hyung left. The manager hyungs are only going to be back later tonight.” The younger boy calls back.
A few seconds later, he hears Junmyeon’s muffled voice again. “It’s unlocked now. You can come in.”
Jongin pulls down the handle and pushes the door open, only to freeze at the sight in front of his eyes. Holy fuck, he thinks faintly, and the way his cock twitches slightly in his pants tells him that his body is vehemently agreeing with his brain.
Whatever he expected to see - and hear - it definitely wasn’t EXO-K’s leader butt naked, legs spread and head tilted to the side, watching him with hooded eyes, back against the wall and his fingers curled into Kyungsoo’s hair, while Kyungsoo is clearly sucking him off and enjoying it if the noisy slurps and moans are anything to go by. The second oldest boy in the room has his lips mouthing at the base of Junmyeon’s cock, head moving slightly as his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat when he swallows, eyes closed and brows furrowed in pleasure. His hands bracket Junmyeon’s hips, fingers digging into the flesh of the older boy’s buttocks as he sucks Junmyeon with all the sound effects one might expect to hear from a fucking porn star. Jongin’s entrance into the room doesn’t even phase him at all as Kyungsoo’s cheeks keep hollowing themselves around Junmyeon’s cock, and the younger boy isn’t sure whether to feel slightly offended or awed that the vocalist isn’t even bothered about there being an audience in the room.
The moisture seems to desert Jongin’s mouth as he stares, and barely registers that his tub of vanilla ice cream is open and there’s a spoon in the tub too, right there between Junmyeon’s feet - and is that a bottle of chocolate sauce?
He licks his lips which seem to have gone dry, and when he can finally tear his eyes away from the sight of Kyungsoo so obviously occupied, he has to swallow a few times when his gaze meets Junmyeon’s knowing eyes and the slight smirk on the older boy’s lips. The way the tendons stand out in Junmyeon’s neck doesn’t help matters either; Jongin is finding it entirely too enticing and is starting to wonder whether the older boy would shudder if he sucked at the skin there.
(Jongin fleetingly wonders if he’s crazy for not feeling jealous that Kyungsoo was sucking him off just the day before and now here he is on his knees and doing it to Junmyeon instead. Even better: could it be possible to be jealous of Kyungsoo that he’s not the one who has his hands and mouth on Junmyeon right now?)
“Uh, hyung, you look kind of busy right now so shall I come back later?” Jongin’s voice is rushed, slightly squeaky with surprise and embarrassment. He makes as if to leave the room, but Junmyeon’s steady voice over the cacophony of Kyungsoo’s obscene sounds stops him in his tracks.
“Actually, Jongin, I called you here to watch.” Junmyeon’s eyes dark with lust seem to challenge him - will you stay or go? - and then Jongin really chokes at the next words that leave the older boy’s mouth.
“Or you could join us, if you’re so inclined.” Junmyeon’s smile has never looked as wicked as it does right now.
Jongin stands there, speechless as his mouth opens and closes without a sound when Kyungsoo finally seems to notice his presence and pulls his mouth from Junmyeon’s cock with a soft moan and a wet pop. His tongue darts out to lick the head of the older boy’s glistening length, wet with his saliva, and he presses his lips hard to the slit, drawing a stifled gasp from Junmyeon. He rubs a cheek against Junmyeon’s length, eyes closed and a pleased smile on his swollen lips, much like a cat rubbing itself against someone’s leg, then lays his head on Junmyeon’s thigh, a hand curled around the older boy’s ankle.
“Hyung,” Kyungsoo drawls lazily, eyes heavy with satisfaction. “Is this the surprise you were talking about?”
Junmyeon strokes the skin of Kyungsoo’s neck with his fingers, and the boy at his feet stretches to let him have better access. “That’s right, although I think Jongin is the one who is the most surprised out of the three of us. Whether he stays to watch or join us is his choice.” Junmyeon’s eyes flicker to him and Jongin isn’t quite sure whether it is too presumptive of the older boy that he wouldn’t just turn around and leave anyway. Kyungsoo eyes him lazily as he grinds his still boxer-clad hips against the floor while he runs a hand slowly up and down Junmyeon’s calf, completely not bothered that Junmyeon’s erection is bobbing slightly at the back of his neck.
(In a way, Junmyeon probably already knows that there’s no way Jongin would just walk away from both of them just like that. The picture that both Junmyeon and Kyungsoo paint as they look at him is so fucking erotic that Jongin has to bite his lip hard to stop from moaning out loud.)
“Mm…I’ve changed my mind, hyung.” Kyungsoo murmurs. “He can only stay if he joins us.” He sucks at the skin of Junmyeon’s inner thigh, deliberately making obscene sucking sounds, but his eyes are on Jongin, waiting for his answer. He seems satisfied when a red mark forms on Junmyeon’s porcelain white skin.
“So what will it be, Jongin. Will you stay or will you go?” Junmyeon intones with a smirk on his lips.
“I’m staying.” The dancer blurts out before he can help himself, and he wants to cover his face in embarrassment, because wow, that didn’t sound like he was eager at all. Junmyeon chuckles slightly at his discomfort.
“That’s great.” The oldest boy smiles, all crocodile teeth that will eat Jongin up.
“Since you’re staying, you might as well strip right now.” Junmyeon continues, licking his lips as he eyes Jongin from head to toe, eyes hungry, especially at the bulge that’s starting to strain against the crotch of his shorts. “Put on a show for us; I know you can do it.” Kyungsoo hides a smirk against the older boy’s thigh because he knows a challenge when he hears one, and there’s no way that Jongin is backing down from that. It’s also Junmyeon’s roundabout way of making Jongin less nervous about joining them, no matter how eager his body seems otherwise.
The dancer licks his lips nervously as he nods; he can do this. It’s just a different way of dancing, he tells himself, and Jongin excels at all types of dance. He closes his eyes briefly, trying to get into the right mindset; the image of a naked Junmyeon and seductive Kyungsoo with cock-fucking lips waiting for him as the way they watch him with eyes dark with desire burns across his retinas.
When Jongin opens his eyes, he knows his gaze is smouldering from the sharp intake of breath that he hears from Kyungsoo, but its Junmyeon’s burning gaze that he holds. His hands roam across his own torso, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt, and he lifts it slightly, showing a bit of his toned abdomen while his hips move in slow, seductive circles. Jongin brings a wrist to his mouth, lips sucking at the skin there while he palms himself through his shorts with his other hand, running his palm up and over his growing bulge, back and forth, back and forth, hips thrusting forward slightly.
The expressions on Kyungsoo’s face are getting increasingly perverted as Jongin touches himself, pinching and pulling at his nipples through his shirt, blunt nails scratching at his own abdomen, but Junmyeon’s gaze never wavers from Jongin’s eyes; the banked fire in them just seems to keep building and building with every move that the dancer makes. Jongin is sweating, getting turned on by the way that both of them watch him, and he finally pulls off his shirt smoothly, letting it drop to the floor while he slides his hands over his abdominal muscles, runs his tongue against his teeth, neck bared and jaw slack as his hips fuck themselves forward harder into his own palm this time.
There’s no hiding the growing wet spot at the front of his pants where his pre-come has obviously soaked through the fabric - he’d forgone underwear that day since he thought he wouldn’t be heading out anyway - and Jongin growls when he rubs his thumb against it, the friction of the fabric against his cock feels so good. He teasingly dips his hands into his shorts, hands fisting his weeping erection roughly before he completely pulls them down, then steps out of them, cock arching proudly towards his bellybutton, chest heaving with desire. Kyungsoo makes no secret of the way he licks his lips hungrily, eyes zeroed in on the pre-come glistening at the tip of Jongin’s length.
“Was that a good enough show for you, hyung?” The thrill of stripping in front of them is exhilarating, nervousness gone, replaced by the excited buzz that he always gets whenever he dances. Junmyeon’s eyes takes the sight of a naked Jongin in, admiring the way the younger boy’s muscles shift when he moves his arms, the ripples of toned muscle of his abdomen, and the heavy cock that lies in between Jongin’s strong thighs. Oh, he likes what he sees so fucking much.
“It wasn’t good,” Junmyeon murmurs, “it was fucking fantastic.” The older boy crooks his fingers at him. “Now come over here and let’s see if those lips look as good as they taste. Kyungsoo had a lot to say about them.”
Jongin takes his time to walk across the room to them, steps measured and deliberate, hips swaying slightly as he makes his way to the pair, licking his lips and then brushing a hard thumb across them. If looks could eat people alive, Kyungsoo would have devoured Jongin completely by now, and the vocalist still sitting on the floor curls his free arm around the dancer’s tanned calf, pressing a kiss to his thigh as Jongin faces off with Junmyeon. His eyes are hooded as he watches the older boy lick his own lips in an achingly slow manner, and Jongin follows the movement of his tongue before he leans in to kiss Junmyeon, softly at first, and then it’s a rough tangle of teeth and lips as their tongues thrust together, each unwilling to let the other be the more dominant one.
Kissing Junmyeon is infinitely different from kissing Kyungsoo; the younger vocalist is all too willing to let Jongin plunder his mouth completely and make the most obscene moans while doing it, but Junmyeon matches him and reacts to his intensity, giving as much as he gets.
Neither Jongin or Junmyeon close their eyes as their mouths fuck into each other’s furiously, breaths harsh, but the glint in the older boy’s eyes makes Jongin falter slightly, and the next thing he knows, Junmyeon has his hands on his ass, pressing Jongin’s hips and his hard cock against Junmyeon’s stomach while Junmyeon’s is pressed up hot against his, and Jongin loses the battle, neck arched and his eyes close at the feel of the other boy’s skin so hot hot hot. The older boy takes advantage of this to lap and suck lightly at Jongin’s neck, panting hard against his skin as he makes sure not to leave any visible marks there. It’s a shame that he can’t leave his mark on Jongin’s skin - Junmyeon’s eyes flicker down to Jongin’s thighs - but everything below his waist might be different.
Kyungsoo watches them both from his position on the ground, biting his lips at how hot they look together, and he fists himself through his boxers and moaning slightly, jealous of the way Junmyeon and Jongin are practically eating each other’s faces off. He pouts slightly because he’s being neglected temporarily, even though Kyungsoo had been the one who had told Junmyeon that he’d wanted to bring Jongin into their relationship.
They’d been together for the past three months after Kyungsoo accidentally walked in on Junmyeon jerking himself off in the shower. Instead of walking out, he’d found it extremely hot instead, the way the steam rose up in the bathroom and the way Junmyeon’s head was tilted backwards, exposing his neck and the hard line of his Adam’s apple against his skin, eyes closed and jaw slack as his hand fisted himself roughly while the shower ran, and seeing the water droplets on Junmyeon’s cock and the way the pre-come formed at the tip, he wanted to taste the older boy so badly.
He’d shocked Junmyeon who was so lost in the motions of his own hand that he hadn’t even heard Kyungsoo opening the shower door, totally unaware of his presence, until Kyungsoo’s mouth had wrapped around his hard cock, lips meeting the skin of his fingers, mouth sucking at him as he kneeled, naked in between Junmyeon’s legs. Kyungsoo’s eyes had watched him as he sucked hard on Junmyeon, making the older boy groan, thrusting into his mouth as he came undone and the vocalist swallowed every single last drop. That night, he had fucked Kyungsoo into his bed for the first time, the younger boy muffling all the sounds he made in Junmyeon’s pillow as he came hard all over Junmyeon’s sheets with Junmyeon’s cock throbbing inside his hole. The rest, as they say, was history.
***
It is quite a turn-on to find that Kyungsoo is very vocal when he’s being fucked open by Junmyeon, to the point where the older boy has to kiss him hard when he comes so that all his moans don’t wake the whole apartment up. (Luckily Sehun sleeps like a log.) Junmyeon lets him scream and beg and plead more more more more please hyung fuck me more harder ah yes! on the rare occasions that it’s just the both of them in the dorms; other times, Kyungsoo has to be gagged with a shirt to absorb the sounds, but the pleasured expressions and the reactions of the pliant body that Junmyeon likes to slowly and deliberately draw out of him are more than enough.
Kyungsoo likes it the best when Junmyeon fucks him hard into the bed, whispering dirty things into his ear that make him shudder hard and the way Junmyeon angles his hips so that his cock is stabbing his prostate - oh god hyung that’s perfect fuck please I need more oh oh oh oh hyung - and a string of incoherent babble comes out of his mouth before he comes hard into Junmyeon’s hand, shouting hoarsely.
Junmyeon’s content just holding Kyungsoo most of the time, but whenever he’s around Junmyeon and they’re alone, he feels as though the heat will crawl out of his skin and eat him alive if he doesn’t touch Junmyeon, kiss him and have the older boy’s hands spread him wide. Junmyeon is always happy to oblige his needy lover, and nobody knows this side of Kyungsoo but him.
Kyungsoo is more than satisfied with how things are with Junmyeon and although his eyes did wander now and then to Jongin’s ass and crotch fairly often - which the older boy teased him about - he never really considered the thought of him being a lover.
And then one night, he’d woozily woken to the muffled sounds of Jongin jerking himself off, breathing harsh and low, trying to be as quiet as possible, lights off in their room except for that dinky table light that Jongin had - the light is turned down low, so when Kyungsoo peeks out surreptitiously from his covers, all he can see is the dark outline of Jongin, legs splayed wide and muscles taut in his thighs on his chair as he jerks himself hard, the hand fisted around his cock moving fast fast fast and Kyungsoo can feel himself growing hard in his own pants.
The tortured look of pleasure on his face makes Kyungsoo lick his lips as Jongin’s shadow outlined on the wall mimics the younger boy’s exact actions. He watches as Jongin’s free hand closes hard around the head of his cock, palm cupped to catch as much of his semen as he can and Jongin comes hard, bending forwards in the chair with a hard exhale, hips jerking forward until he’s done.
Kyungsoo ducks back under his blanket, heart beating fast as he recalls Jongin’s face in the throes of pleasure, hearing the rustle of tissue as Jongin wipes himself off, soft thunks when the tissue ends up in the half-full bin and then sounds of the younger boy crawling into his own bed and under the blankets.
Kyungsoo waits until Jongin’s breaths even out and he’s sure that the dancer is asleep and then he grabs the tube of lube from his drawer, sneaks out of his room and into Sehun and Junmyeon’s, practically pouncing on the older boy. He drags a half sleepy and grumpy Junmyeon from his bed into the bathroom, and manages to coax the older boy to fuck him hard against the wall. When Junmyeon asks him after what made Kyungsoo so damn horny in the middle of the night, Kyungsoo tells him about how he watched Jongin jerk himself off and how hyung, it was so fucking hot, I want to have him too can I?
It doesn’t take long for Junmyeon to give him his answer as he kisses Kyungsoo senseless against the wall and smirks against his lips diabolically.
“Okay,” The older boy agrees readily as he fingers the tip of the vocalist’s over-sensitive cock, making him shudder. “You get to test him out first too.” It’s as if it’s Kyungsoo’s birthday come early.
It had been even better when he’d teased Jongin to the brink of insanity with his lollipop sucking, and damn if Jongin didn’t taste just as good as he’d imagined he would, and then the way Jongin filled him up when he rode him hard was fucking fabulous. The slightly shy tentativeness of the dancer was cute, a subtly different contrast to Junmyeon’s dominant aggressiveness in bed, and he related the whole thing in full detail to Junmyeon as he got his second round of fucking later that evening.
“With such a rave review,” Junmyeon murmurs breathily against Kyungsoo’s shoulder as he holds Kyungsoo’s hips down firmly while he fucks his cock inside Kyungsoo’s hole slowly, and the younger boy mewls with the feeling of being stretched fully, cheek pressed into the pillow.
“How would I ever say no?” Junmyeon grinds out as he thrusts shallowly into Kyungsoo at first, stretching him out as the wanton moans spill from the younger boy’s full lips, then starts pounding into him, fast and hard.
“Besides,” The older boy continues, voice low and dark in the shell of Kyungsoo’s ear as Kyungsoo arches his hips backward with each of Junmyeon’s thrusts.
“Don’t you think it would be hot if he fucked your mouth while I fucked your hole?”
The latent imagery of it is so clear that Kyungsoo can taste it already in his mind and he comes hard into Junmyeon’s sheets at that, muscles practically constricting the older boy and milking his orgasm for all he’s worth. Junmyeon kisses Kyungsoo’s sweaty back as the younger vocalist all but collapses onto the bed. “Let’s have him over tomorrow. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Kyungsoo nods eagerly; there was so much he wanted both of them to do to him, and so much he wanted to do to both of them.
***
Fast forward to the next morning and Kyungsoo had gotten the bright idea to have them in blatant view when Jongin walked into their room of the younger vocalist sucking Junmyeon off and they would gauge his reaction from there. Kyungsoo is eighty percent sure that the dancer would end up joining them, but just in case he didn’t, at least he’d be able to try something new on Junmyeon what with the chocolate sauce and Jongin’s tube of vanilla ice cream that he filched from the kitchen.
(At least he’d be getting dessert either way, Kyungsoo reasons.)
Kyungsoo had spooned a small bit of vanilla ice cream into his mouth, and then a spoonful of chocolate sauce in, letting the dairy confectionery melt a little bit while he swirled the mixture in his mouth slowly, swallowing most of it before he opened his mouth to take Junmyeon’s half hard member in, and the older boy gasped at the dual sensations of cold and hot against the heated skin of his cock.
The evidence that Junmyeon enjoyed Kyungsoo’s little experiment was evident in the way Junmyeon’s cock swelled within his mouth, and the older boy’s hands fisted gently in his hair, pushing his head closer to the base of his penis. Kyungsoo had been all too happy to press his fingers into Junmyeon’s butt cheeks, pushing his hips closer to his face until Kyungsoo could smell the musky scent of the older boy so easily. He had sucked and moaned his way around Junmyeon’s cock, sucking off all the chocolate sauce and vanilla ice cream before moving his mouth away from Junmyeon’s length until all that remained was just the head of Junmyeon’s cock which he headily sucked on, slurping loudly and moaning as he licks up the pre-come that forms at Junmyeon’s slit.
Kyungsoo had just spooned some of the ice cream, this time placing it at the base of Junmyeon’s cock, eyes hungrily watching as it melted quickly and spread down the older boy’s skin, and had followed the trails with his tongue as Junmyeon hissed at the feeling of the ice cream spreading and dribbling over his cock while Kyungsoo lapped it all up as if his cock itself was a popsicle.
The younger boy seems to be enjoying himself immensely as he adds a larger spoon of ice cream this time, and quickly squeezes some chocolate sauce atop it and Junmyeon is so turned on by the way that Kyungsoo sits there with his mouth slightly open, ready to catch any of the drips as gravity does its job, the coolness of the melted ice cream sliding down his cock.
“Fuck,” Junmyeon hisses when Kyungsoo’s lips engulf him without warning once again and the hot and cold of it is so fucking exquisite as Kyungsoo mumbles around Junmyeon’s cock, words muffled as he sucks it all off Junmyeon slowly, as if savouring the taste.
“Hyung, ice cream tastes so much better when I’m eating it off you, mmm canwedothismoreoften mmmsodeliciousmm,” The rest of Kyungsoo’s sentence tapers off in incomprehensible moans and obscene sucking noises as he cleans Junmyeon’s cock of ice cream and chocolate sauce.
Junmyeon rests his head against the wall because fuck, Kyungsoo gave good head, but this had to be one of the best of not the best blowjobs that the younger boy had ever given him. Kyungsoo puts both hands on either side of Junmyeon’s cock, taking him deep into his mouth sucking up his shaft, then pulls his lips deliberately up and over Junmyeon’s head, mouthing at the velvety skin there. “So good,” he moans, and then dives back down onto Junmyeon’s cock once again.
Junmyeon pants harshly as Kyungsoo creates more suction as he hollows his cheeks, cock-sucking lips thick around Junmyeon while his tongue licks continuously over Junmyeon’s slit.
“We can do this as often as you want, but next time, I think we’ll need more ice cream that isn’t Jongin’s.” He chuckles slightly.
This is the moment that Jongin knocks on the door. He looks up the line of Junmyeon’s body to meet the older boy’s eyes, mouth constantly moving over him as he smirks around his cock.
It’s time to give Jongin the show of his life.
***
Seeing the both of them now like this is even better than Kyungsoo’s imagination, but he’d like to have a bit of that attention too, since it was his idea in the first place. That, and he’s not done with eating his dessert. Now that Jongin is here he’d have double the portion and Kyungsoo fairly beams at that.
First though, he has to make some way to make them pay attention to him. A smirk pulls at his lips. He knows just how to accomplish that.
Kyungsoo shuffles forward slightly on his knees, watching both their cocks sway slightly with the movements of their bodies as they rub hard against each other’s stomachs and he licks his lips, eyeing Jongin’s darker, longer shaft and then Junmyeon’s, paler one, wider at the base but slightly shorter, wondering who to take into his mouth first. He can still see remnants of his saliva coating Junmyeon’s cock, a small bead of pre-come forming on the head of it.
Jongin’s length looks like the he needs to be sucked off though, since the pre-come gathered there is a lot more generous than what’s on Junmyeon’s cock and Kyungsoo would gladly do the honours. Kyungsoo’s tongue is half out of his mouth as he watches a drop of Jongin’s pre-come slip off the tip of his cock, pulled down by gravity, inching its way down his shaft.
He swallows his excess saliva, biting his lip while he squirms in his boxers, which seem more than a tad restrictive now. Kyungsoo quickly inches them off his hips, sighing when his erection is released and he tugs at himself a few times, wiping off the pre-come with his thumb and puts it into his own mouth, neck arching at the musky taste as he sucks on three of his fingers lightly. He edges forward again, closer in the space between both Jongin and Junmyeon this time, surprising them both out of their heated kisses when he wraps a hand around each of them.
“I’m still here, you know,” He mumbles a bit sulkily, eyes flicking up to both of them, squeezing them both firmly as they look to him with hooded eyes. “And I’m not done having dessert yet.” Kyungsoo says this in Junmyeon’s direction, but his eyes are following the path of that drop of pre-come that he’d seen earlier on Jongin’s cock as it slides down ever so slowly. Junmyeon laughs throatily while Jongin swallows hard at the hungry expression on Kyungsoo’s face.
“I can tell.” Junmyeon smirks, his hand covering Kyungsoo’s on his shaft, prompting him to move his hand slowly up and down on Junmyeon’s cock with a hard grip. The older boy hisses at the feeling, thrusting forward in an attempt to get more friction. Kyungsoo’s hand might be on Junmyeon’s cock, but the slow, yet harsh rhythm of how he pulls on Junmyeon is being totally controlled by the older boy’s hand atop his. Kyungsoo’s attention is completely focused on Jongin, only half-listening to Junmyeon. The older boy’s next words filter clearly through his haze though.
“You might as well just put your mouth around him and let him fuck your mouth already.”
Kyungsoo licks his swollen lips, squeezing Jongin lightly and making him shudder as his face moves closer to the younger boy’s crotch, and he licks at the underside of Jongin’s cock from base to hilt before mouthing the head of it and taking all the pre-come into his mouth. Jongin moans at the sight of Kyungsoo’s red, plush lips sucking around him, hand wrapped around the base of his cock while he pumps Jongin slowly.
“Fuck, hyung, you’re so good at this.” Jongin breathes, hands going to Kyungsoo’s neck to hold him steady there.
“Love the way you taste,” Kyungsoo mumbles around him, making heady noises and slurping sounds as he twists his lips around Jongin, pulling his skin tighter and making the younger boy groan.
“I guess you could say that giving head is one of his hobbies.” Junmyeon half-smirks, and Jongin looks at him, cheeks flushed and lips kiss-swollen, neck bared in pleasure as his own hand and Kyungsoo’s stroke his length. Jongin leans forward to capture the older boy’s lips, making Kyungsoo gurgle slightly around him as his length presses against the back of his throat before he adjusts quickly and continues sucking on Jongin.
Junmyeon cups Jongin’s jaw and they kiss languidly, open-mouthed kisses with tongues tangling that are lingering and unhurried as they moan into each other’s mouths while Kyungsoo’s hands and lips work on their lower bodies. When they finally break apart to breathe, Junmyeon reaches a fond hand into Kyungsoo’s hair.
“Kyungsoo, who do you think tastes better?” He teases, gaze mischievous as he looks at a frowning Jongin who plays along.
“Of course I’m the one who tastes better.” Jongin retorts. Both of them look to a wide-eyed Kyungsoo, whose mouth is poised just above the younger boy’s cock to suck once again.
“What’s your answer?” Junmyeon is all lazy smiles as he slides a finger into Kyungsoo’s open mouth, deliberately running another over the head of Jongin’s cock and making the younger boy snarl at him.
Kyungsoo sucks on Junmyeon’s finger slowly, lips brushing against Jongin. His eyebrows furrow in thought and he makes a face. “You both have your own distinct tastes that I really, really love; how can I choose?” He looks between the close proximity of their lengths, bites his lip as an idea comes to him.
The curl of his lips and perverted look on his face is there again and it makes Jongin bit wary while Junmyeon struggles not to snicker. Whatever Kyungsoo has planned in mind, it’s going to be really good. Seeing the way Kyungsoo’s eyes look between the both of them and is so focused on what’s hanging between their legs rather than their faces, Junmyeon has a pretty good idea of what Kyungsoo is thinking.
“You need to come closer, closer.” Kyungsoo mutters as his hands press into the back of their thighs, pushing their bodies closer together and he scoots backwards slightly to accommodate them and take in the sight of them both, hot and hard and he wants them in his mouth so badly.
“Perfect.” He purrs and rolls his eyes up to watch both of their reactions as he takes a penis in each hand, guiding them towards his mouth, sliding their cocks and smearing the gathered pre-come there across his lips. The sudden exhale from Junmyeon and the breathy “fuck!” from Jongin is incredibly satisfying.
Kyungsoo stretches his tongue out, and brings Junmyeon’s cock first to slide against it, right in the middle, smothering the older boy’s musk right onto his taste buds as he breathes heavily through his nose. His tongue returns into his mouth as he savours the taste of Junmyeon, eyes closed and smacking his lips, swallowing it down into his throat, then stretches his tongue out again to do the same to Jongin, holding the younger boy’s cock still as he rubs his tongue over the slit roughly, drawing a pleased moan from the dancer. Kyungsoo swallows again, and Jongin’s taste is a bit muskier than Junmyeon’s, clinging to the back of his throat more.
They both taste terrific individually, but Kyungsoo wants to try mixing the taste of both of them in his mouth. He shudders at the thought of it, already knowing that it will be absolutely divine to his taste buds. Kyungsoo sticks his tongue out again, eager to know what they’d taste like mixed together, stretching it as long as he can, then brings both of their cocks on either side of his tongue, running them both onto him, and sighing in delight, then tries to stuff both of them into his mouth in a great hurry, and both Junmyeon and Jongin curse colourfully this time at the heat of Kyungsoo’s mouth around them and they way they are forced to rub up against each other inside his wet heat.
Kyungsoo moans around them, only able to take both the heads of their cocks into his mouth, lips sucking just a little ways on their shafts and he wiggles his ass slightly, wishing that there was something stuffing up his hole there because it feels so empty right now with his mouth filled this fully. He works his jaw, trying to open his mouth wider and take more of them in, tongue flicking between their cocks in his mouth, saliva dripping down his chin because he can’t close his mouth but it’s even better than he imagined.
Kyungsoo is longing to relieve some of the pressure in his own groin because he’s been so intent on having them both in his mouth. He whines, in a dilemma because he doesn’t want to stop sucking on them, but at the same time he wants to touch himself too. His mouth sucks them furiously making marvelously obscene noises that mingle with Junmeyon and Jongin’s heavy breaths.
He finally decides to take them both in one hand, fingers barely able to encircle them both and shoves them unceremoniously into his mouth, while he jerks himself furiously with his other hand, moaning in relief when his hand comes into contact with his heated skin. The sounds that Kyungsoo makes are even more obscene than before, saliva dripping down their cocks and his hand as he slurps sloppily, jerking them furiously and Jongin hisses, incredibly close. Junmyeon notices this and he’s not quite ready to have it all end here when he hasn’t even fucked either one of them in the ass yet.
Oh no, he’s not letting them come this soon. Junmyeon bodily pulls himself out of Kyungsoo’s mouth and hand with a groan, already regretting it without the wet heat of the younger boy’s lips on him, making Kyungsoo whine at the loss of Junmyeon’s cock in his mouth.
“Hyung, where are you going? I haven’t had enough yet!” He mumbles around Jongin’s cock, taking him fully into his mouth and suck suck sucking it properly now that there’s enough space for him to do so. Jongin groans, splaying his hand across his face because goddamn this is just too fucking good. Junmyeon has gone to his cupboard, rummaging around in the drawers, and returns with a tube and what looks like a large plastic ring in his hands, then kneels behind Kyungsoo, still busy sucking at Jongin.
“Shh, you’re obviously begging to be fucked in the ass and your cock to be jerked so hard until you come violently all over my hands while Jongin fucks your mouth hard and fast, aren’t you?” He whispers darkly into the shell of Kyungsoo’s ear as he runs his hands over Kyungsoo’s ass and thighs, caressing his skin, then removes Kyungsoo’s hand on his cock and replaces it with his own instead. The younger boy fairly sobs at the feel of Junmyeon’s hand jerking him a lot faster than his own had earlier, and his mouth falls open in ecstasy, Jongin’s cock slipping out, causing the dancer to grumble at the loss of Kyungsoo’s mouth around him.
Jongin watches as he fists himself and Junmyeon coaxes Kyungsoo to go on all fours, whimpering as he urges Kyungsoo to angle his ass up so that Junmyeon can take him.
“Give me a few minutes to prepare him, Jongin. After that, his mouth is all yours and we’ll fuck Kyungsoo on either end, just the way he wants it, isn’t that right, Kyungsoo?” Kyungsoo nods furiously as Junmyeon presses an open-mouthed kiss to his shoulder, needing to be fucked by them this way so badly. The older boy’s hand keeps up his motion on Kyungsoo’s cock, slower this time, but no less intense as he twists his wrist while pulling down to the base of Kyungsoo’s penis, then slides it up again right to the tip of his cock, making Kyungsoo whimper at the feeling of it all.
He is so lost in the feeling of it that he doesn’t notice Junmyeon dragging the tub of mostly melted vanilla ice cream on the floor towards him. Jongin looks at the tub of ice cream, curious, but tears his gaze away from it when Junmyeon just leaves it there and slicks his fingers up instead with lube generously, his hand on Kyungsoo’s length slowing until the younger boy thrusts his hips forward in an attempt to regain that delicious friction.
“Hyung!” Kyungsoo whines, turning his head slightly to look at Junmyeon, hoping that his protest will get the older boy’s hand on him moving again.
“Be patient.” The older boy murmurs as he spreads Kyungsoo’s butt cheeks wide, smiling when he sees the puckered skin of his perineum clearly. “There we go.” Junmyeon slides a slick finger back and forth over Kyungsoo’s hole, making the boy squirm in his grip, but Junmyeon holds his hips tight and adds another finger to tease at the skin there, occasionally letting his fingertips dip in. Kyungsoo is close to tears because he is so frustrated. Junmyeon has never been such a tease before, not even when Junmyeon liked to fuck him real slow. He briefly wonders if it has something to do with Jongin’s presence, but right now all he wants is for some fingers or a hard cock up his ass but Junmyeon is being such a fucking tease.
“Hyung, please please please fuck me I need you inside me, please,” Kyungsoo begs, spreading his legs wider as if it will convince Junmyeon to get into his hole faster. Junmyeon hums as he slowly inserts a slick finger into Kyungsoo’s hole, making the younger boy’s back arch in pleasure as his muscles cling tightly to Junmyeon’s finger as it fucks Kyungsoo slowly.
“So tight and so needy,” The older boy mutters dirtily, watching the way that Kyungsoo’s hole seems to undulate around his finger desperately, wanting to draw him into his body further and further. He stretches Kyungsoo’s muscles, moving his finger in circles, then plunges another one in without warning, making the younger boy cry out.
“Ah, hyung! Please more more more more,” Kyungsoo pleads desperately. He needs to be filled up to the brim and two fingers feels good but it’s not enough for the way he wants to be stuffed.
“Hyung, I want your cock in me please I need you so fucking badly, hyung please fuck me hard please please please!” Junmyeon is used to how wanton and slutty Kyungsoo sounds when he’s in need of being well-fucked, but Jongin looks a bit shocked, obviously not having seen this side of Kyungsoo even when they had fucked yesterday.
Kyungsoo’s vocabulary is at his dirtiest when he wants something so, so bad that he’ll beg for it. Junmyeon adds a third finger in, thrusting into Kyungsoo’s stretched hole faster now, deeper as Kyungsoo fucks himself backward on Junmyeon’s fingers, keening, wanting Junmyeon to hit his prostate so he can just come already.
“Jongin, are you watching?” His eyes flick to the dancer who is jerking himself off, spreading the pre-come all over his cock and mixing it with Kyungsoo’s saliva, making his cock glisten with the liquid. Jongin nods, breaths shallow. “Look at how needy he is. He told me last night how he wanted you to fuck his mouth while I fucked his ass so badly after he had you just yesterday. Do Kyungsoo, cock slut extraordinaire. I’ve never seen him as needy as this, so this is certainly something new.” As if on cue, Kyungsoo moans, saliva running down the fingers stuffed into his own mouth.
Junmyeon’s eyes meet Jongin’s, dark and demanding. “You’d better not come until he has his mouth on you again and I’m fucking him onto your mouth or I’m putting a cock ring on you. Better hold it off.” Jongin isn’t quite sure what a cock ring is supposed to do but from the sounds of it, his orgasm would definitely be denied, and really, with the pair of lips and mouth that Kyungsoo had, who wouldn’t want to come into that dirty, dirty mouth with lips that were made to suck cock?
Jongin remembers all too well the way Kyungsoo had sucked him off yesterday afternoon and the way he had just sucked both Junmyeon and himself into his mouth and has to agree with Junmyeon that Kyungsoo is indeed, cock slut extraordinaire. The dancer licks his lips and opts to just touch himself slowly while he watches Junmyeon tease Kyungsoo.
Kyungsoo whines pitifully when Junmyeon withdraws his fingers from his ass, feeling horribly empty. He perks up when he feels the older boy’s cock sliding between his ass cheeks, up and down his stretched hole and he pushes his ass backwards, wanting to swallow Junmyeon’s cock, needy mewls of please hyung, please leaving his throat. Junmyeon just snickers a little as he continues to tease Kyungsoo further.
“Hyung, you’re so mean.” Kyungsoo grumbles half-heartedly as Junmyeon brushes against him teasingly, tip of his cock just pressing at his hole but not pushing into Kyungsoo.
Junmyeon laughs slightly, eyes dark and mischievous. “If I really wanted to be mean to you then I’d put a butt plug up your ass,” He presses his cock harder against Kyungsoo and slides in a little bit, making the younger boy writhe on the floor. Junmyeon leans in so that his torso is right against Kyungsoo’s back, lips biting at his ear lobe. “And then I’d turn it on to full intensity and let it vibrate in you, let you walk around like that all day while we had schedules.” Kyungsoo shudders beneath him because while he enjoyed being filled, having to hide his erection while his hole was being wonderfully stimulated would be a huge problem.
“So, no, Do Kyungsoo, I’m not being mean at all.” Kyungsoo’s eyes are closed as he presses his hips backward, and misses the way Junmyeon slides a silicon ring around him until it’s tight up to the base of his cock, and then strokes him a few times, making Kyungsoo mewl.
“H-hyung, you didn’t!” He groans, frustrated as he continues to thrust into Junmyeon’s hand fisted around him, the friction delicious, but unable to come. Already he can feel the built up stimulation at the bottom of his spine, but the ring around his cock prevents it from escalating and ripping throughout his whole body in an orgasm.
Junmyeon nips his ear lightly, grinding hard against him and making Kyungsoo cry out again.
“Now I’m being mean.”
He presses kisses down Kyungsoo’s back, sucking and leaving marks on the younger boy’s back, hands massaging his butt cheeks while Kyungsoo whimpers. Junmyeon spreads him again, pushing down on his back so that his ass is up in the air and the older boy can see his stretched hole, wider than it was before from Junmyeon’s earlier ministrations, but no less inviting. He leaves an indent of his teeth in Kyungsoo’s butt cheek, tongue trailing down towards Kyungsoo’s waiting entrance, spurred on by the vocalist’s wiggle of his ass and whining.
Kyungsoo moans when Junmyeon’s tongue laps at the puckered skin around his hole before the long muscle dips into him, rubbing against Kyungsoo’s inner walls while Junmyeon’s lips mouth at his skin. This close, Junmyeon can smell the musk of the younger boy’s sex so clearly, and it’s like an aphrodisiac to him. He rubs an open palm along the underside of Kyungsoo’s cock, thumbing the thick veins and the weeping head, making him cry out hoarsely while his tongue works itself inside Kyungsoo. Junmyeon murmurs a ‘hmm’ and Kyungsoo can hear the vibration of his voice travel throughout his whole body, making him shiver.
Jongin can’t believe what a fucking turn on it is to watch the both of them, and he grips the base of his cock hard, fingers circling and holding back the electricity that threatens to zing up his spine while he continues to stroke himself slowly. All too soon - to both Jongin and Kyungsoo it seems, judging from the soft whine that leaves Kyungsoo’s throat - Junmyeon draws back from rimming Kyungsoo, panting with exertion and licking his lips, but Jongin’s eyes widen as he sees the oldest reach for the spoon in the tub of ice cream, bringing it a spoonful of the dairy confection towards Kyungsoo’s ass, a slow smirk spreading on his lips as he meets Jongin’s eyes, and then lets it trickle into Kyungsoo’s hole.
Kyungsoo gives a muffled gurgle at the feeling of the cold liquid that seeps into him which doesn’t seem to be lube at all, strains his neck to turn around and look, and his mouth turns into a wide “O” when he sees Junmyeon with a hand spreading his ass, while a spoonful of melted ice cream is held in the other, the other boy’s half-lidded gaze holding his as lets it trickle over Kyungsoo’s skin. Kyungsoo can feel some of the sticky sweetness seep further into him and he moans out loudly when Junmyeon’s tongue enters him again, licking furiously and making obscene sounds as Junmyeon chases the ice cream trail inside him.
“Hyung, please,” Kyungsoo begs once again, and this time, Junmyeon finally relents. His gives Kyungsoo one last lick before pulling the younger boy up gently with his hands on Kyungsoo’s hips, a complete contrast to his earlier ministrations, pulling him towards the bed and grabbing the lube from the ground.
Kyungsoo tumbles onto the bed first, then rolls onto his back, spreading his legs wide while Junmyeon leans down to kiss him. Jongin stands at the end of the bed near their heads, bends down to be included into their kiss. Lips and tongues mingle as the three of them kiss, all harsh pants and heavy breathing. Junmyeon breaks from the kiss first, making his way down Kyungsoo’s torso with light kisses and scratches on his skin while Jongin and Kyungsoo continue to kiss.
Kyungsoo lets out a muffled moan into Jongin’s mouth when Junmyeon takes his cock into his mouth, loosely sucking at the head, lips coming away sticky that connects a string of pre-come from Kyungsoo’s tip to his mouth before he licks it away. Jongin swallows convulsively while his cock throbs in reaction to the sight; both Kyungsoo and Junmyeon are fast showing him the hottest things he has ever seen in his life.
Junmyeon spreads lube on his fingers again, hands pressing Kyungsoo’s thighs apart while Kyungsoo holds himself open, cock curving upwards towards his stomach. He stuffs two fingers into the younger boy without ceremony, making him arch off the bed, teeth gnashing wildly and almost biting down on Jongin’s lips. Kyungsoo whimpers desperately, head thrashing as he writhes on the bed. The oldest beckons Jongin to stand closer until his knees are pressed against the side of the bed, balls just dangling right above Kyungsoo’s mouth.
Jongin hisses when Kyungsoo moves his head to press his lips to Jongin’s testicles, sucking him, and grips at the bed to stop from falling over when Junmyeon’s warm mouth covers his cock, the older boy sucking on the prominent veins that stand out on his length, smiling around him as he looks up at Jongin mischievously, then draws his mouth back until it only covers the tip of it.
“Kyungsoo hyung is right,” Jongin manages to get out through gritted teeth, staring down at the way Junmyeon flattens his tongue right against the slit of his cock, mouth loosely closing around the tip but no taking him any further into that intoxicating warmth.
“You’re mean and such a fucking tease.”
Junmyeon inclines his head slightly, smirking as he removes his mouth completely from Jongin who bites his lip hard not to curse the older boy. Kyungsoo’s soft moans as he licks Jongin’s balls can be heard in the room clearly as Junmyeon’s fingers thrust shallowly and slowly inside Kyungsoo, fingertips always teasingly lightly brushing against Kyungsoo’s prostate but never putting enough pressure to give Kyungsoo the feeling that he wants. He tries in vain, whining, to take more of Junmyeon’s fingers into his ass, but Junmyeon’s hand on his hip stops him from being able to do so.
The oldest licks his lips very, very slowly. “I’m teasing you because I’m quite certain you’ve got better control than Kyungsoo.” His eyes darken with lust.
“I’m rather curious as to what it would be like to shatter that control of yours.” The way Junmyeon says it makes it sound like a promise, and Jongin shudders in anticipation.
“But right now, let’s focus on this cock slut here who we’ve kept waiting.” His removes his fingers from Kyungsoo and brushes them across the younger boy’s tongue that’s busy lapping at Jongin, then bends forward to kiss the tip of Jongin’s cock before he leans towards Kyungsoo with a whispered command.
“Suck him off.”
To Jongin he says this, “Fuck his mouth.”
Kyungsoo moans in acquiescence as Jongin’s brushes the head of his cock against Kyungsoo’s lips, then groans as he pushes past those lovely plush lips into his warm mouth, thrusting his hips forward slowly to fuck Kyungsoo’s mouth. Junmyeon slowly tugs the cock ring off Kyungsoo, replacing it with the ring of his thumb and forefinger, making the vocalist keen around Jongin at the feeling of being released from it.
He slicks himself up with lube liberally, then guides himself into Kyungsoo’s waiting hole, arching his back and throwing his head back at the way the younger boy’s passage sucks him in as he inserts himself slowly to the hilt, causing Kyungsoo to moan inarticulately around Jongin’s cock, cheeks hollowed and sucking off the younger boy for all he’s worth.
Junmyeon presses Kyungsoo’s legs further backwards with his hands, opening him further and his knees are pressing up against his own chest. Kyungsoo’s hands wrap around Jongin’s thighs, nails digging into Jongin’s butt and urging him to fuck further into his mouth, making the dancer curse as he thrusts his hips forward harder.
They fuck him hard and fast at both ends and Kyungsoo doesn’t care that his drool is all over his face as Jongin fucks into his open mouth, or that the younger boy his ramming into the back of his throat over and over again because it feels so damn good to be fucked so completely like this.
His sudden shout of delight at Junmyeon’s cock stabbing at his prostate is muffled by Jongin’s cock as he swallows the tip of Jongin past his throat, and the dancer comes into him hard, spurting into Kyungsoo’s mouth while the vocalist swallows him down, some of it escaping past his lips and onto his face as he continues to mouth softly at Jongin’s softening length. He moans at the loss of it when Jongin pulls himself gently out, a line of saliva stretching from Kyungsoo’s swollen lips to the tip of Jongin’s cock. He sits himself into Junmyeon’s chair instead to watch the unfolding show on the bed.
It doesn’t take long for Kyungsoo to come when Junmyeon raises his legs past his shoulders, cock plunging into him furiously, making sure to angle his hips to impale Kyungsoo’s prostate each time, and Kyungsoo comes screaming at the intensity of his orgasm, fingers clawing hard at the mattress and spattering his own chest and stomach with long spurts of come.
Junmyeon snarls at the way Kyungsoo’s passage clutches and unclutches around his cock so desperately and the speed of his hips increase, snapping forward until he comes hard into Kyungsoo, fingers leaving marks on the younger boy’s thighs and he keeps thrusting until he has rode out his orgasm fully. He places Kyungsoo’s trembling legs back on the bed before pulling out with a wet sound, come trailing after his soft cock and onto the sheets as some of it oozes out of Kyungsoo’s hole.
Beautiful, Junmyeon thinks, as Kyungsoo tries to regain his breath on the bed, legs still splayed out and displaying his hole for the world to see as it drips Junmyeon’s cum, while his torso is spattered with thick white strings of semen. His lips are so red and swollen from sucking off Jongin while drops of the younger boy’s come decorate his face. Kyungsoo’s eyes are still glazed over in post-coital bliss at being so well fucked. If only he could take a picture of this and immortalize Kyungsoo’s first participation in a threesome but it would be impossible. Junmyeon cleans them both off with tissues, throwing the come-drenched tissues into the bin and Jongin does the same with Kyungsoo’s face as he licks away the spatters of come there, kissing the exhausted boy gently.
“Hyung,” Jongin breathes, addressing Junmyeon and the older boy looks up at him.
“That was fucking amazing. I-“ He is grateful for both of them letting him join in on their relationship like this, especially knowing how much it might change their group’s dynamics. “Thank you, hyung.”
The older boy grins wryly at him as he pulls the blanket up around a dozing Kyungsoo, then gets off the bed and makes his way towards Jongin, a predatory look already in his eyes that makes Jongin wary. The younger boy backs away slowly as Junmyeon advances until there’s nowhere left to go and he backs into Junmyeon’s desk. He gulps hard when Junmyeon presses up against his body completely, and Jongin eyebrows almost shoot up to his forehead when he feels something warm that is long and pressing against the skin of his thigh.
Junmyeon leans in with hooded eyes as he brushes a finger against Jongin’s cock, voice low and dark in his ear.
“Who said I’m done with you?”
A/N: I can confirm that there is definitely a round two to this but. lol idk when it'll be up because they are self-writing monsters ide.
Pairing: Junmyeon/Kyungsoo/Jongin (SuDoKai)
Rating: NC-17
Length: 9,358 words
Summary: Whatever he expected to see - and hear - it definitely wasn’t EXO-K’s leader butt naked, legs spread and head tilted to the side, watching him with hooded eyes, back against the wall and his fingers curled into Kyungsoo’s hair, while Kyungsoo is clearly sucking him off and enjoying it if the noisy slurps and moans are anything to go by.
A/N: This has got to be the most obscene thing I've ever written lololol. The prequel to it, Taste is over here. Also, "Veni, Vidi, Vici" is Latin for "I came, I saw, I conquered." Gotta love Julis Caesar's famous lines. ;) T-list who have been putting up with my teasers for the whole week, ILU all and this is dedicated to you XD;
Jongin frowns as he peers into the freezer. He was so sure that he’d seen the tub of vanilla ice cream sitting inside just the night before, but it was gone now. He’d scrawled his name all over the lid (and the sides and everything) with a thick black marker so that the other members would know that it was his and leave it alone. The dancer scowls and closes the door hard with a huff. Sehun sticks his head into the kitchen, eyebrows raised.
“What’s wrong, hyung?” The youngest wonders out aloud.
Jongin narrows his eyes at Sehun. “Are you the one who ate my vanilla ice cream?” The other boy puts his hands up in surrender, shaking his head.
“It wasn’t me! I didn’t eat it. I know how touchy you are when it comes to your food in the fridge and all.” He adjusts the shoulder strap of his backpack, hefting it slightly. “Anyway, I wanted to tell you that I’ll be heading out with Baekhyun hyung and Chanyeol hyung. They went out earlier this morning, and I’ll be meeting them at one of the cafés in Apgujeong. We’ll be eating out, so maybe you can see if you want to order delivery or something with Kyungsoo hyung and Junmyeon hyung. The manager hyungs all went out too and they said they’ll only be back later tonight.”
He turns to leave, then stops and inclines his head to Jongin again. “Oh, I almost forgot. Junmyeon hyung told me to tell you to go to our room. There’s something he wanted to discuss with you apparently.” Sehun shrugs slightly as Jongin’s eyebrows eyebrows knit together. “I’ve no idea what it’s about though.”
Jongin follows him out of the kitchen, waves as Sehun stuffs his feet into his sneakers and heads out the front door. He turns and makes his way down the corridor, stopping outside the door that leads to Sehun and Junmyeon’s room. Jongin knocks on the door, calls out.
“Hyung? It’s Jongin, you wanted to see me about something?” He tries to turn the handle and finds that it’s locked. “Did you lock your door hyung?”
“Jongin?” Junmyeon’s voice sounds muffled through the door. “Has everybody left already?”
“Yeah, I think it’s just you, me and Kyungsoo hyung left. The manager hyungs are only going to be back later tonight.” The younger boy calls back.
A few seconds later, he hears Junmyeon’s muffled voice again. “It’s unlocked now. You can come in.”
Jongin pulls down the handle and pushes the door open, only to freeze at the sight in front of his eyes. Holy fuck, he thinks faintly, and the way his cock twitches slightly in his pants tells him that his body is vehemently agreeing with his brain.
Whatever he expected to see - and hear - it definitely wasn’t EXO-K’s leader butt naked, legs spread and head tilted to the side, watching him with hooded eyes, back against the wall and his fingers curled into Kyungsoo’s hair, while Kyungsoo is clearly sucking him off and enjoying it if the noisy slurps and moans are anything to go by. The second oldest boy in the room has his lips mouthing at the base of Junmyeon’s cock, head moving slightly as his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat when he swallows, eyes closed and brows furrowed in pleasure. His hands bracket Junmyeon’s hips, fingers digging into the flesh of the older boy’s buttocks as he sucks Junmyeon with all the sound effects one might expect to hear from a fucking porn star. Jongin’s entrance into the room doesn’t even phase him at all as Kyungsoo’s cheeks keep hollowing themselves around Junmyeon’s cock, and the younger boy isn’t sure whether to feel slightly offended or awed that the vocalist isn’t even bothered about there being an audience in the room.
The moisture seems to desert Jongin’s mouth as he stares, and barely registers that his tub of vanilla ice cream is open and there’s a spoon in the tub too, right there between Junmyeon’s feet - and is that a bottle of chocolate sauce?
He licks his lips which seem to have gone dry, and when he can finally tear his eyes away from the sight of Kyungsoo so obviously occupied, he has to swallow a few times when his gaze meets Junmyeon’s knowing eyes and the slight smirk on the older boy’s lips. The way the tendons stand out in Junmyeon’s neck doesn’t help matters either; Jongin is finding it entirely too enticing and is starting to wonder whether the older boy would shudder if he sucked at the skin there.
(Jongin fleetingly wonders if he’s crazy for not feeling jealous that Kyungsoo was sucking him off just the day before and now here he is on his knees and doing it to Junmyeon instead. Even better: could it be possible to be jealous of Kyungsoo that he’s not the one who has his hands and mouth on Junmyeon right now?)
“Uh, hyung, you look kind of busy right now so shall I come back later?” Jongin’s voice is rushed, slightly squeaky with surprise and embarrassment. He makes as if to leave the room, but Junmyeon’s steady voice over the cacophony of Kyungsoo’s obscene sounds stops him in his tracks.
“Actually, Jongin, I called you here to watch.” Junmyeon’s eyes dark with lust seem to challenge him - will you stay or go? - and then Jongin really chokes at the next words that leave the older boy’s mouth.
“Or you could join us, if you’re so inclined.” Junmyeon’s smile has never looked as wicked as it does right now.
Jongin stands there, speechless as his mouth opens and closes without a sound when Kyungsoo finally seems to notice his presence and pulls his mouth from Junmyeon’s cock with a soft moan and a wet pop. His tongue darts out to lick the head of the older boy’s glistening length, wet with his saliva, and he presses his lips hard to the slit, drawing a stifled gasp from Junmyeon. He rubs a cheek against Junmyeon’s length, eyes closed and a pleased smile on his swollen lips, much like a cat rubbing itself against someone’s leg, then lays his head on Junmyeon’s thigh, a hand curled around the older boy’s ankle.
“Hyung,” Kyungsoo drawls lazily, eyes heavy with satisfaction. “Is this the surprise you were talking about?”
Junmyeon strokes the skin of Kyungsoo’s neck with his fingers, and the boy at his feet stretches to let him have better access. “That’s right, although I think Jongin is the one who is the most surprised out of the three of us. Whether he stays to watch or join us is his choice.” Junmyeon’s eyes flicker to him and Jongin isn’t quite sure whether it is too presumptive of the older boy that he wouldn’t just turn around and leave anyway. Kyungsoo eyes him lazily as he grinds his still boxer-clad hips against the floor while he runs a hand slowly up and down Junmyeon’s calf, completely not bothered that Junmyeon’s erection is bobbing slightly at the back of his neck.
(In a way, Junmyeon probably already knows that there’s no way Jongin would just walk away from both of them just like that. The picture that both Junmyeon and Kyungsoo paint as they look at him is so fucking erotic that Jongin has to bite his lip hard to stop from moaning out loud.)
“Mm…I’ve changed my mind, hyung.” Kyungsoo murmurs. “He can only stay if he joins us.” He sucks at the skin of Junmyeon’s inner thigh, deliberately making obscene sucking sounds, but his eyes are on Jongin, waiting for his answer. He seems satisfied when a red mark forms on Junmyeon’s porcelain white skin.
“So what will it be, Jongin. Will you stay or will you go?” Junmyeon intones with a smirk on his lips.
“I’m staying.” The dancer blurts out before he can help himself, and he wants to cover his face in embarrassment, because wow, that didn’t sound like he was eager at all. Junmyeon chuckles slightly at his discomfort.
“That’s great.” The oldest boy smiles, all crocodile teeth that will eat Jongin up.
“Since you’re staying, you might as well strip right now.” Junmyeon continues, licking his lips as he eyes Jongin from head to toe, eyes hungry, especially at the bulge that’s starting to strain against the crotch of his shorts. “Put on a show for us; I know you can do it.” Kyungsoo hides a smirk against the older boy’s thigh because he knows a challenge when he hears one, and there’s no way that Jongin is backing down from that. It’s also Junmyeon’s roundabout way of making Jongin less nervous about joining them, no matter how eager his body seems otherwise.
The dancer licks his lips nervously as he nods; he can do this. It’s just a different way of dancing, he tells himself, and Jongin excels at all types of dance. He closes his eyes briefly, trying to get into the right mindset; the image of a naked Junmyeon and seductive Kyungsoo with cock-fucking lips waiting for him as the way they watch him with eyes dark with desire burns across his retinas.
When Jongin opens his eyes, he knows his gaze is smouldering from the sharp intake of breath that he hears from Kyungsoo, but its Junmyeon’s burning gaze that he holds. His hands roam across his own torso, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt, and he lifts it slightly, showing a bit of his toned abdomen while his hips move in slow, seductive circles. Jongin brings a wrist to his mouth, lips sucking at the skin there while he palms himself through his shorts with his other hand, running his palm up and over his growing bulge, back and forth, back and forth, hips thrusting forward slightly.
The expressions on Kyungsoo’s face are getting increasingly perverted as Jongin touches himself, pinching and pulling at his nipples through his shirt, blunt nails scratching at his own abdomen, but Junmyeon’s gaze never wavers from Jongin’s eyes; the banked fire in them just seems to keep building and building with every move that the dancer makes. Jongin is sweating, getting turned on by the way that both of them watch him, and he finally pulls off his shirt smoothly, letting it drop to the floor while he slides his hands over his abdominal muscles, runs his tongue against his teeth, neck bared and jaw slack as his hips fuck themselves forward harder into his own palm this time.
There’s no hiding the growing wet spot at the front of his pants where his pre-come has obviously soaked through the fabric - he’d forgone underwear that day since he thought he wouldn’t be heading out anyway - and Jongin growls when he rubs his thumb against it, the friction of the fabric against his cock feels so good. He teasingly dips his hands into his shorts, hands fisting his weeping erection roughly before he completely pulls them down, then steps out of them, cock arching proudly towards his bellybutton, chest heaving with desire. Kyungsoo makes no secret of the way he licks his lips hungrily, eyes zeroed in on the pre-come glistening at the tip of Jongin’s length.
“Was that a good enough show for you, hyung?” The thrill of stripping in front of them is exhilarating, nervousness gone, replaced by the excited buzz that he always gets whenever he dances. Junmyeon’s eyes takes the sight of a naked Jongin in, admiring the way the younger boy’s muscles shift when he moves his arms, the ripples of toned muscle of his abdomen, and the heavy cock that lies in between Jongin’s strong thighs. Oh, he likes what he sees so fucking much.
“It wasn’t good,” Junmyeon murmurs, “it was fucking fantastic.” The older boy crooks his fingers at him. “Now come over here and let’s see if those lips look as good as they taste. Kyungsoo had a lot to say about them.”
Jongin takes his time to walk across the room to them, steps measured and deliberate, hips swaying slightly as he makes his way to the pair, licking his lips and then brushing a hard thumb across them. If looks could eat people alive, Kyungsoo would have devoured Jongin completely by now, and the vocalist still sitting on the floor curls his free arm around the dancer’s tanned calf, pressing a kiss to his thigh as Jongin faces off with Junmyeon. His eyes are hooded as he watches the older boy lick his own lips in an achingly slow manner, and Jongin follows the movement of his tongue before he leans in to kiss Junmyeon, softly at first, and then it’s a rough tangle of teeth and lips as their tongues thrust together, each unwilling to let the other be the more dominant one.
Kissing Junmyeon is infinitely different from kissing Kyungsoo; the younger vocalist is all too willing to let Jongin plunder his mouth completely and make the most obscene moans while doing it, but Junmyeon matches him and reacts to his intensity, giving as much as he gets.
Neither Jongin or Junmyeon close their eyes as their mouths fuck into each other’s furiously, breaths harsh, but the glint in the older boy’s eyes makes Jongin falter slightly, and the next thing he knows, Junmyeon has his hands on his ass, pressing Jongin’s hips and his hard cock against Junmyeon’s stomach while Junmyeon’s is pressed up hot against his, and Jongin loses the battle, neck arched and his eyes close at the feel of the other boy’s skin so hot hot hot. The older boy takes advantage of this to lap and suck lightly at Jongin’s neck, panting hard against his skin as he makes sure not to leave any visible marks there. It’s a shame that he can’t leave his mark on Jongin’s skin - Junmyeon’s eyes flicker down to Jongin’s thighs - but everything below his waist might be different.
Kyungsoo watches them both from his position on the ground, biting his lips at how hot they look together, and he fists himself through his boxers and moaning slightly, jealous of the way Junmyeon and Jongin are practically eating each other’s faces off. He pouts slightly because he’s being neglected temporarily, even though Kyungsoo had been the one who had told Junmyeon that he’d wanted to bring Jongin into their relationship.
They’d been together for the past three months after Kyungsoo accidentally walked in on Junmyeon jerking himself off in the shower. Instead of walking out, he’d found it extremely hot instead, the way the steam rose up in the bathroom and the way Junmyeon’s head was tilted backwards, exposing his neck and the hard line of his Adam’s apple against his skin, eyes closed and jaw slack as his hand fisted himself roughly while the shower ran, and seeing the water droplets on Junmyeon’s cock and the way the pre-come formed at the tip, he wanted to taste the older boy so badly.
He’d shocked Junmyeon who was so lost in the motions of his own hand that he hadn’t even heard Kyungsoo opening the shower door, totally unaware of his presence, until Kyungsoo’s mouth had wrapped around his hard cock, lips meeting the skin of his fingers, mouth sucking at him as he kneeled, naked in between Junmyeon’s legs. Kyungsoo’s eyes had watched him as he sucked hard on Junmyeon, making the older boy groan, thrusting into his mouth as he came undone and the vocalist swallowed every single last drop. That night, he had fucked Kyungsoo into his bed for the first time, the younger boy muffling all the sounds he made in Junmyeon’s pillow as he came hard all over Junmyeon’s sheets with Junmyeon’s cock throbbing inside his hole. The rest, as they say, was history.
***
It is quite a turn-on to find that Kyungsoo is very vocal when he’s being fucked open by Junmyeon, to the point where the older boy has to kiss him hard when he comes so that all his moans don’t wake the whole apartment up. (Luckily Sehun sleeps like a log.) Junmyeon lets him scream and beg and plead more more more more please hyung fuck me more harder ah yes! on the rare occasions that it’s just the both of them in the dorms; other times, Kyungsoo has to be gagged with a shirt to absorb the sounds, but the pleasured expressions and the reactions of the pliant body that Junmyeon likes to slowly and deliberately draw out of him are more than enough.
Kyungsoo likes it the best when Junmyeon fucks him hard into the bed, whispering dirty things into his ear that make him shudder hard and the way Junmyeon angles his hips so that his cock is stabbing his prostate - oh god hyung that’s perfect fuck please I need more oh oh oh oh hyung - and a string of incoherent babble comes out of his mouth before he comes hard into Junmyeon’s hand, shouting hoarsely.
Junmyeon’s content just holding Kyungsoo most of the time, but whenever he’s around Junmyeon and they’re alone, he feels as though the heat will crawl out of his skin and eat him alive if he doesn’t touch Junmyeon, kiss him and have the older boy’s hands spread him wide. Junmyeon is always happy to oblige his needy lover, and nobody knows this side of Kyungsoo but him.
Kyungsoo is more than satisfied with how things are with Junmyeon and although his eyes did wander now and then to Jongin’s ass and crotch fairly often - which the older boy teased him about - he never really considered the thought of him being a lover.
And then one night, he’d woozily woken to the muffled sounds of Jongin jerking himself off, breathing harsh and low, trying to be as quiet as possible, lights off in their room except for that dinky table light that Jongin had - the light is turned down low, so when Kyungsoo peeks out surreptitiously from his covers, all he can see is the dark outline of Jongin, legs splayed wide and muscles taut in his thighs on his chair as he jerks himself hard, the hand fisted around his cock moving fast fast fast and Kyungsoo can feel himself growing hard in his own pants.
The tortured look of pleasure on his face makes Kyungsoo lick his lips as Jongin’s shadow outlined on the wall mimics the younger boy’s exact actions. He watches as Jongin’s free hand closes hard around the head of his cock, palm cupped to catch as much of his semen as he can and Jongin comes hard, bending forwards in the chair with a hard exhale, hips jerking forward until he’s done.
Kyungsoo ducks back under his blanket, heart beating fast as he recalls Jongin’s face in the throes of pleasure, hearing the rustle of tissue as Jongin wipes himself off, soft thunks when the tissue ends up in the half-full bin and then sounds of the younger boy crawling into his own bed and under the blankets.
Kyungsoo waits until Jongin’s breaths even out and he’s sure that the dancer is asleep and then he grabs the tube of lube from his drawer, sneaks out of his room and into Sehun and Junmyeon’s, practically pouncing on the older boy. He drags a half sleepy and grumpy Junmyeon from his bed into the bathroom, and manages to coax the older boy to fuck him hard against the wall. When Junmyeon asks him after what made Kyungsoo so damn horny in the middle of the night, Kyungsoo tells him about how he watched Jongin jerk himself off and how hyung, it was so fucking hot, I want to have him too can I?
It doesn’t take long for Junmyeon to give him his answer as he kisses Kyungsoo senseless against the wall and smirks against his lips diabolically.
“Okay,” The older boy agrees readily as he fingers the tip of the vocalist’s over-sensitive cock, making him shudder. “You get to test him out first too.” It’s as if it’s Kyungsoo’s birthday come early.
It had been even better when he’d teased Jongin to the brink of insanity with his lollipop sucking, and damn if Jongin didn’t taste just as good as he’d imagined he would, and then the way Jongin filled him up when he rode him hard was fucking fabulous. The slightly shy tentativeness of the dancer was cute, a subtly different contrast to Junmyeon’s dominant aggressiveness in bed, and he related the whole thing in full detail to Junmyeon as he got his second round of fucking later that evening.
“With such a rave review,” Junmyeon murmurs breathily against Kyungsoo’s shoulder as he holds Kyungsoo’s hips down firmly while he fucks his cock inside Kyungsoo’s hole slowly, and the younger boy mewls with the feeling of being stretched fully, cheek pressed into the pillow.
“How would I ever say no?” Junmyeon grinds out as he thrusts shallowly into Kyungsoo at first, stretching him out as the wanton moans spill from the younger boy’s full lips, then starts pounding into him, fast and hard.
“Besides,” The older boy continues, voice low and dark in the shell of Kyungsoo’s ear as Kyungsoo arches his hips backward with each of Junmyeon’s thrusts.
“Don’t you think it would be hot if he fucked your mouth while I fucked your hole?”
The latent imagery of it is so clear that Kyungsoo can taste it already in his mind and he comes hard into Junmyeon’s sheets at that, muscles practically constricting the older boy and milking his orgasm for all he’s worth. Junmyeon kisses Kyungsoo’s sweaty back as the younger vocalist all but collapses onto the bed. “Let’s have him over tomorrow. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Kyungsoo nods eagerly; there was so much he wanted both of them to do to him, and so much he wanted to do to both of them.
***
Fast forward to the next morning and Kyungsoo had gotten the bright idea to have them in blatant view when Jongin walked into their room of the younger vocalist sucking Junmyeon off and they would gauge his reaction from there. Kyungsoo is eighty percent sure that the dancer would end up joining them, but just in case he didn’t, at least he’d be able to try something new on Junmyeon what with the chocolate sauce and Jongin’s tube of vanilla ice cream that he filched from the kitchen.
(At least he’d be getting dessert either way, Kyungsoo reasons.)
Kyungsoo had spooned a small bit of vanilla ice cream into his mouth, and then a spoonful of chocolate sauce in, letting the dairy confectionery melt a little bit while he swirled the mixture in his mouth slowly, swallowing most of it before he opened his mouth to take Junmyeon’s half hard member in, and the older boy gasped at the dual sensations of cold and hot against the heated skin of his cock.
The evidence that Junmyeon enjoyed Kyungsoo’s little experiment was evident in the way Junmyeon’s cock swelled within his mouth, and the older boy’s hands fisted gently in his hair, pushing his head closer to the base of his penis. Kyungsoo had been all too happy to press his fingers into Junmyeon’s butt cheeks, pushing his hips closer to his face until Kyungsoo could smell the musky scent of the older boy so easily. He had sucked and moaned his way around Junmyeon’s cock, sucking off all the chocolate sauce and vanilla ice cream before moving his mouth away from Junmyeon’s length until all that remained was just the head of Junmyeon’s cock which he headily sucked on, slurping loudly and moaning as he licks up the pre-come that forms at Junmyeon’s slit.
Kyungsoo had just spooned some of the ice cream, this time placing it at the base of Junmyeon’s cock, eyes hungrily watching as it melted quickly and spread down the older boy’s skin, and had followed the trails with his tongue as Junmyeon hissed at the feeling of the ice cream spreading and dribbling over his cock while Kyungsoo lapped it all up as if his cock itself was a popsicle.
The younger boy seems to be enjoying himself immensely as he adds a larger spoon of ice cream this time, and quickly squeezes some chocolate sauce atop it and Junmyeon is so turned on by the way that Kyungsoo sits there with his mouth slightly open, ready to catch any of the drips as gravity does its job, the coolness of the melted ice cream sliding down his cock.
“Fuck,” Junmyeon hisses when Kyungsoo’s lips engulf him without warning once again and the hot and cold of it is so fucking exquisite as Kyungsoo mumbles around Junmyeon’s cock, words muffled as he sucks it all off Junmyeon slowly, as if savouring the taste.
“Hyung, ice cream tastes so much better when I’m eating it off you, mmm canwedothismoreoften mmmsodeliciousmm,” The rest of Kyungsoo’s sentence tapers off in incomprehensible moans and obscene sucking noises as he cleans Junmyeon’s cock of ice cream and chocolate sauce.
Junmyeon rests his head against the wall because fuck, Kyungsoo gave good head, but this had to be one of the best of not the best blowjobs that the younger boy had ever given him. Kyungsoo puts both hands on either side of Junmyeon’s cock, taking him deep into his mouth sucking up his shaft, then pulls his lips deliberately up and over Junmyeon’s head, mouthing at the velvety skin there. “So good,” he moans, and then dives back down onto Junmyeon’s cock once again.
Junmyeon pants harshly as Kyungsoo creates more suction as he hollows his cheeks, cock-sucking lips thick around Junmyeon while his tongue licks continuously over Junmyeon’s slit.
“We can do this as often as you want, but next time, I think we’ll need more ice cream that isn’t Jongin’s.” He chuckles slightly.
This is the moment that Jongin knocks on the door. He looks up the line of Junmyeon’s body to meet the older boy’s eyes, mouth constantly moving over him as he smirks around his cock.
It’s time to give Jongin the show of his life.
***
Seeing the both of them now like this is even better than Kyungsoo’s imagination, but he’d like to have a bit of that attention too, since it was his idea in the first place. That, and he’s not done with eating his dessert. Now that Jongin is here he’d have double the portion and Kyungsoo fairly beams at that.
First though, he has to make some way to make them pay attention to him. A smirk pulls at his lips. He knows just how to accomplish that.
Kyungsoo shuffles forward slightly on his knees, watching both their cocks sway slightly with the movements of their bodies as they rub hard against each other’s stomachs and he licks his lips, eyeing Jongin’s darker, longer shaft and then Junmyeon’s, paler one, wider at the base but slightly shorter, wondering who to take into his mouth first. He can still see remnants of his saliva coating Junmyeon’s cock, a small bead of pre-come forming on the head of it.
Jongin’s length looks like the he needs to be sucked off though, since the pre-come gathered there is a lot more generous than what’s on Junmyeon’s cock and Kyungsoo would gladly do the honours. Kyungsoo’s tongue is half out of his mouth as he watches a drop of Jongin’s pre-come slip off the tip of his cock, pulled down by gravity, inching its way down his shaft.
He swallows his excess saliva, biting his lip while he squirms in his boxers, which seem more than a tad restrictive now. Kyungsoo quickly inches them off his hips, sighing when his erection is released and he tugs at himself a few times, wiping off the pre-come with his thumb and puts it into his own mouth, neck arching at the musky taste as he sucks on three of his fingers lightly. He edges forward again, closer in the space between both Jongin and Junmyeon this time, surprising them both out of their heated kisses when he wraps a hand around each of them.
“I’m still here, you know,” He mumbles a bit sulkily, eyes flicking up to both of them, squeezing them both firmly as they look to him with hooded eyes. “And I’m not done having dessert yet.” Kyungsoo says this in Junmyeon’s direction, but his eyes are following the path of that drop of pre-come that he’d seen earlier on Jongin’s cock as it slides down ever so slowly. Junmyeon laughs throatily while Jongin swallows hard at the hungry expression on Kyungsoo’s face.
“I can tell.” Junmyeon smirks, his hand covering Kyungsoo’s on his shaft, prompting him to move his hand slowly up and down on Junmyeon’s cock with a hard grip. The older boy hisses at the feeling, thrusting forward in an attempt to get more friction. Kyungsoo’s hand might be on Junmyeon’s cock, but the slow, yet harsh rhythm of how he pulls on Junmyeon is being totally controlled by the older boy’s hand atop his. Kyungsoo’s attention is completely focused on Jongin, only half-listening to Junmyeon. The older boy’s next words filter clearly through his haze though.
“You might as well just put your mouth around him and let him fuck your mouth already.”
Kyungsoo licks his swollen lips, squeezing Jongin lightly and making him shudder as his face moves closer to the younger boy’s crotch, and he licks at the underside of Jongin’s cock from base to hilt before mouthing the head of it and taking all the pre-come into his mouth. Jongin moans at the sight of Kyungsoo’s red, plush lips sucking around him, hand wrapped around the base of his cock while he pumps Jongin slowly.
“Fuck, hyung, you’re so good at this.” Jongin breathes, hands going to Kyungsoo’s neck to hold him steady there.
“Love the way you taste,” Kyungsoo mumbles around him, making heady noises and slurping sounds as he twists his lips around Jongin, pulling his skin tighter and making the younger boy groan.
“I guess you could say that giving head is one of his hobbies.” Junmyeon half-smirks, and Jongin looks at him, cheeks flushed and lips kiss-swollen, neck bared in pleasure as his own hand and Kyungsoo’s stroke his length. Jongin leans forward to capture the older boy’s lips, making Kyungsoo gurgle slightly around him as his length presses against the back of his throat before he adjusts quickly and continues sucking on Jongin.
Junmyeon cups Jongin’s jaw and they kiss languidly, open-mouthed kisses with tongues tangling that are lingering and unhurried as they moan into each other’s mouths while Kyungsoo’s hands and lips work on their lower bodies. When they finally break apart to breathe, Junmyeon reaches a fond hand into Kyungsoo’s hair.
“Kyungsoo, who do you think tastes better?” He teases, gaze mischievous as he looks at a frowning Jongin who plays along.
“Of course I’m the one who tastes better.” Jongin retorts. Both of them look to a wide-eyed Kyungsoo, whose mouth is poised just above the younger boy’s cock to suck once again.
“What’s your answer?” Junmyeon is all lazy smiles as he slides a finger into Kyungsoo’s open mouth, deliberately running another over the head of Jongin’s cock and making the younger boy snarl at him.
Kyungsoo sucks on Junmyeon’s finger slowly, lips brushing against Jongin. His eyebrows furrow in thought and he makes a face. “You both have your own distinct tastes that I really, really love; how can I choose?” He looks between the close proximity of their lengths, bites his lip as an idea comes to him.
The curl of his lips and perverted look on his face is there again and it makes Jongin bit wary while Junmyeon struggles not to snicker. Whatever Kyungsoo has planned in mind, it’s going to be really good. Seeing the way Kyungsoo’s eyes look between the both of them and is so focused on what’s hanging between their legs rather than their faces, Junmyeon has a pretty good idea of what Kyungsoo is thinking.
“You need to come closer, closer.” Kyungsoo mutters as his hands press into the back of their thighs, pushing their bodies closer together and he scoots backwards slightly to accommodate them and take in the sight of them both, hot and hard and he wants them in his mouth so badly.
“Perfect.” He purrs and rolls his eyes up to watch both of their reactions as he takes a penis in each hand, guiding them towards his mouth, sliding their cocks and smearing the gathered pre-come there across his lips. The sudden exhale from Junmyeon and the breathy “fuck!” from Jongin is incredibly satisfying.
Kyungsoo stretches his tongue out, and brings Junmyeon’s cock first to slide against it, right in the middle, smothering the older boy’s musk right onto his taste buds as he breathes heavily through his nose. His tongue returns into his mouth as he savours the taste of Junmyeon, eyes closed and smacking his lips, swallowing it down into his throat, then stretches his tongue out again to do the same to Jongin, holding the younger boy’s cock still as he rubs his tongue over the slit roughly, drawing a pleased moan from the dancer. Kyungsoo swallows again, and Jongin’s taste is a bit muskier than Junmyeon’s, clinging to the back of his throat more.
They both taste terrific individually, but Kyungsoo wants to try mixing the taste of both of them in his mouth. He shudders at the thought of it, already knowing that it will be absolutely divine to his taste buds. Kyungsoo sticks his tongue out again, eager to know what they’d taste like mixed together, stretching it as long as he can, then brings both of their cocks on either side of his tongue, running them both onto him, and sighing in delight, then tries to stuff both of them into his mouth in a great hurry, and both Junmyeon and Jongin curse colourfully this time at the heat of Kyungsoo’s mouth around them and they way they are forced to rub up against each other inside his wet heat.
Kyungsoo moans around them, only able to take both the heads of their cocks into his mouth, lips sucking just a little ways on their shafts and he wiggles his ass slightly, wishing that there was something stuffing up his hole there because it feels so empty right now with his mouth filled this fully. He works his jaw, trying to open his mouth wider and take more of them in, tongue flicking between their cocks in his mouth, saliva dripping down his chin because he can’t close his mouth but it’s even better than he imagined.
Kyungsoo is longing to relieve some of the pressure in his own groin because he’s been so intent on having them both in his mouth. He whines, in a dilemma because he doesn’t want to stop sucking on them, but at the same time he wants to touch himself too. His mouth sucks them furiously making marvelously obscene noises that mingle with Junmeyon and Jongin’s heavy breaths.
He finally decides to take them both in one hand, fingers barely able to encircle them both and shoves them unceremoniously into his mouth, while he jerks himself furiously with his other hand, moaning in relief when his hand comes into contact with his heated skin. The sounds that Kyungsoo makes are even more obscene than before, saliva dripping down their cocks and his hand as he slurps sloppily, jerking them furiously and Jongin hisses, incredibly close. Junmyeon notices this and he’s not quite ready to have it all end here when he hasn’t even fucked either one of them in the ass yet.
Oh no, he’s not letting them come this soon. Junmyeon bodily pulls himself out of Kyungsoo’s mouth and hand with a groan, already regretting it without the wet heat of the younger boy’s lips on him, making Kyungsoo whine at the loss of Junmyeon’s cock in his mouth.
“Hyung, where are you going? I haven’t had enough yet!” He mumbles around Jongin’s cock, taking him fully into his mouth and suck suck sucking it properly now that there’s enough space for him to do so. Jongin groans, splaying his hand across his face because goddamn this is just too fucking good. Junmyeon has gone to his cupboard, rummaging around in the drawers, and returns with a tube and what looks like a large plastic ring in his hands, then kneels behind Kyungsoo, still busy sucking at Jongin.
“Shh, you’re obviously begging to be fucked in the ass and your cock to be jerked so hard until you come violently all over my hands while Jongin fucks your mouth hard and fast, aren’t you?” He whispers darkly into the shell of Kyungsoo’s ear as he runs his hands over Kyungsoo’s ass and thighs, caressing his skin, then removes Kyungsoo’s hand on his cock and replaces it with his own instead. The younger boy fairly sobs at the feel of Junmyeon’s hand jerking him a lot faster than his own had earlier, and his mouth falls open in ecstasy, Jongin’s cock slipping out, causing the dancer to grumble at the loss of Kyungsoo’s mouth around him.
Jongin watches as he fists himself and Junmyeon coaxes Kyungsoo to go on all fours, whimpering as he urges Kyungsoo to angle his ass up so that Junmyeon can take him.
“Give me a few minutes to prepare him, Jongin. After that, his mouth is all yours and we’ll fuck Kyungsoo on either end, just the way he wants it, isn’t that right, Kyungsoo?” Kyungsoo nods furiously as Junmyeon presses an open-mouthed kiss to his shoulder, needing to be fucked by them this way so badly. The older boy’s hand keeps up his motion on Kyungsoo’s cock, slower this time, but no less intense as he twists his wrist while pulling down to the base of Kyungsoo’s penis, then slides it up again right to the tip of his cock, making Kyungsoo whimper at the feeling of it all.
He is so lost in the feeling of it that he doesn’t notice Junmyeon dragging the tub of mostly melted vanilla ice cream on the floor towards him. Jongin looks at the tub of ice cream, curious, but tears his gaze away from it when Junmyeon just leaves it there and slicks his fingers up instead with lube generously, his hand on Kyungsoo’s length slowing until the younger boy thrusts his hips forward in an attempt to regain that delicious friction.
“Hyung!” Kyungsoo whines, turning his head slightly to look at Junmyeon, hoping that his protest will get the older boy’s hand on him moving again.
“Be patient.” The older boy murmurs as he spreads Kyungsoo’s butt cheeks wide, smiling when he sees the puckered skin of his perineum clearly. “There we go.” Junmyeon slides a slick finger back and forth over Kyungsoo’s hole, making the boy squirm in his grip, but Junmyeon holds his hips tight and adds another finger to tease at the skin there, occasionally letting his fingertips dip in. Kyungsoo is close to tears because he is so frustrated. Junmyeon has never been such a tease before, not even when Junmyeon liked to fuck him real slow. He briefly wonders if it has something to do with Jongin’s presence, but right now all he wants is for some fingers or a hard cock up his ass but Junmyeon is being such a fucking tease.
“Hyung, please please please fuck me I need you inside me, please,” Kyungsoo begs, spreading his legs wider as if it will convince Junmyeon to get into his hole faster. Junmyeon hums as he slowly inserts a slick finger into Kyungsoo’s hole, making the younger boy’s back arch in pleasure as his muscles cling tightly to Junmyeon’s finger as it fucks Kyungsoo slowly.
“So tight and so needy,” The older boy mutters dirtily, watching the way that Kyungsoo’s hole seems to undulate around his finger desperately, wanting to draw him into his body further and further. He stretches Kyungsoo’s muscles, moving his finger in circles, then plunges another one in without warning, making the younger boy cry out.
“Ah, hyung! Please more more more more,” Kyungsoo pleads desperately. He needs to be filled up to the brim and two fingers feels good but it’s not enough for the way he wants to be stuffed.
“Hyung, I want your cock in me please I need you so fucking badly, hyung please fuck me hard please please please!” Junmyeon is used to how wanton and slutty Kyungsoo sounds when he’s in need of being well-fucked, but Jongin looks a bit shocked, obviously not having seen this side of Kyungsoo even when they had fucked yesterday.
Kyungsoo’s vocabulary is at his dirtiest when he wants something so, so bad that he’ll beg for it. Junmyeon adds a third finger in, thrusting into Kyungsoo’s stretched hole faster now, deeper as Kyungsoo fucks himself backward on Junmyeon’s fingers, keening, wanting Junmyeon to hit his prostate so he can just come already.
“Jongin, are you watching?” His eyes flick to the dancer who is jerking himself off, spreading the pre-come all over his cock and mixing it with Kyungsoo’s saliva, making his cock glisten with the liquid. Jongin nods, breaths shallow. “Look at how needy he is. He told me last night how he wanted you to fuck his mouth while I fucked his ass so badly after he had you just yesterday. Do Kyungsoo, cock slut extraordinaire. I’ve never seen him as needy as this, so this is certainly something new.” As if on cue, Kyungsoo moans, saliva running down the fingers stuffed into his own mouth.
Junmyeon’s eyes meet Jongin’s, dark and demanding. “You’d better not come until he has his mouth on you again and I’m fucking him onto your mouth or I’m putting a cock ring on you. Better hold it off.” Jongin isn’t quite sure what a cock ring is supposed to do but from the sounds of it, his orgasm would definitely be denied, and really, with the pair of lips and mouth that Kyungsoo had, who wouldn’t want to come into that dirty, dirty mouth with lips that were made to suck cock?
Jongin remembers all too well the way Kyungsoo had sucked him off yesterday afternoon and the way he had just sucked both Junmyeon and himself into his mouth and has to agree with Junmyeon that Kyungsoo is indeed, cock slut extraordinaire. The dancer licks his lips and opts to just touch himself slowly while he watches Junmyeon tease Kyungsoo.
Kyungsoo whines pitifully when Junmyeon withdraws his fingers from his ass, feeling horribly empty. He perks up when he feels the older boy’s cock sliding between his ass cheeks, up and down his stretched hole and he pushes his ass backwards, wanting to swallow Junmyeon’s cock, needy mewls of please hyung, please leaving his throat. Junmyeon just snickers a little as he continues to tease Kyungsoo further.
“Hyung, you’re so mean.” Kyungsoo grumbles half-heartedly as Junmyeon brushes against him teasingly, tip of his cock just pressing at his hole but not pushing into Kyungsoo.
Junmyeon laughs slightly, eyes dark and mischievous. “If I really wanted to be mean to you then I’d put a butt plug up your ass,” He presses his cock harder against Kyungsoo and slides in a little bit, making the younger boy writhe on the floor. Junmyeon leans in so that his torso is right against Kyungsoo’s back, lips biting at his ear lobe. “And then I’d turn it on to full intensity and let it vibrate in you, let you walk around like that all day while we had schedules.” Kyungsoo shudders beneath him because while he enjoyed being filled, having to hide his erection while his hole was being wonderfully stimulated would be a huge problem.
“So, no, Do Kyungsoo, I’m not being mean at all.” Kyungsoo’s eyes are closed as he presses his hips backward, and misses the way Junmyeon slides a silicon ring around him until it’s tight up to the base of his cock, and then strokes him a few times, making Kyungsoo mewl.
“H-hyung, you didn’t!” He groans, frustrated as he continues to thrust into Junmyeon’s hand fisted around him, the friction delicious, but unable to come. Already he can feel the built up stimulation at the bottom of his spine, but the ring around his cock prevents it from escalating and ripping throughout his whole body in an orgasm.
Junmyeon nips his ear lightly, grinding hard against him and making Kyungsoo cry out again.
“Now I’m being mean.”
He presses kisses down Kyungsoo’s back, sucking and leaving marks on the younger boy’s back, hands massaging his butt cheeks while Kyungsoo whimpers. Junmyeon spreads him again, pushing down on his back so that his ass is up in the air and the older boy can see his stretched hole, wider than it was before from Junmyeon’s earlier ministrations, but no less inviting. He leaves an indent of his teeth in Kyungsoo’s butt cheek, tongue trailing down towards Kyungsoo’s waiting entrance, spurred on by the vocalist’s wiggle of his ass and whining.
Kyungsoo moans when Junmyeon’s tongue laps at the puckered skin around his hole before the long muscle dips into him, rubbing against Kyungsoo’s inner walls while Junmyeon’s lips mouth at his skin. This close, Junmyeon can smell the musk of the younger boy’s sex so clearly, and it’s like an aphrodisiac to him. He rubs an open palm along the underside of Kyungsoo’s cock, thumbing the thick veins and the weeping head, making him cry out hoarsely while his tongue works itself inside Kyungsoo. Junmyeon murmurs a ‘hmm’ and Kyungsoo can hear the vibration of his voice travel throughout his whole body, making him shiver.
Jongin can’t believe what a fucking turn on it is to watch the both of them, and he grips the base of his cock hard, fingers circling and holding back the electricity that threatens to zing up his spine while he continues to stroke himself slowly. All too soon - to both Jongin and Kyungsoo it seems, judging from the soft whine that leaves Kyungsoo’s throat - Junmyeon draws back from rimming Kyungsoo, panting with exertion and licking his lips, but Jongin’s eyes widen as he sees the oldest reach for the spoon in the tub of ice cream, bringing it a spoonful of the dairy confection towards Kyungsoo’s ass, a slow smirk spreading on his lips as he meets Jongin’s eyes, and then lets it trickle into Kyungsoo’s hole.
Kyungsoo gives a muffled gurgle at the feeling of the cold liquid that seeps into him which doesn’t seem to be lube at all, strains his neck to turn around and look, and his mouth turns into a wide “O” when he sees Junmyeon with a hand spreading his ass, while a spoonful of melted ice cream is held in the other, the other boy’s half-lidded gaze holding his as lets it trickle over Kyungsoo’s skin. Kyungsoo can feel some of the sticky sweetness seep further into him and he moans out loudly when Junmyeon’s tongue enters him again, licking furiously and making obscene sounds as Junmyeon chases the ice cream trail inside him.
“Hyung, please,” Kyungsoo begs once again, and this time, Junmyeon finally relents. His gives Kyungsoo one last lick before pulling the younger boy up gently with his hands on Kyungsoo’s hips, a complete contrast to his earlier ministrations, pulling him towards the bed and grabbing the lube from the ground.
Kyungsoo tumbles onto the bed first, then rolls onto his back, spreading his legs wide while Junmyeon leans down to kiss him. Jongin stands at the end of the bed near their heads, bends down to be included into their kiss. Lips and tongues mingle as the three of them kiss, all harsh pants and heavy breathing. Junmyeon breaks from the kiss first, making his way down Kyungsoo’s torso with light kisses and scratches on his skin while Jongin and Kyungsoo continue to kiss.
Kyungsoo lets out a muffled moan into Jongin’s mouth when Junmyeon takes his cock into his mouth, loosely sucking at the head, lips coming away sticky that connects a string of pre-come from Kyungsoo’s tip to his mouth before he licks it away. Jongin swallows convulsively while his cock throbs in reaction to the sight; both Kyungsoo and Junmyeon are fast showing him the hottest things he has ever seen in his life.
Junmyeon spreads lube on his fingers again, hands pressing Kyungsoo’s thighs apart while Kyungsoo holds himself open, cock curving upwards towards his stomach. He stuffs two fingers into the younger boy without ceremony, making him arch off the bed, teeth gnashing wildly and almost biting down on Jongin’s lips. Kyungsoo whimpers desperately, head thrashing as he writhes on the bed. The oldest beckons Jongin to stand closer until his knees are pressed against the side of the bed, balls just dangling right above Kyungsoo’s mouth.
Jongin hisses when Kyungsoo moves his head to press his lips to Jongin’s testicles, sucking him, and grips at the bed to stop from falling over when Junmyeon’s warm mouth covers his cock, the older boy sucking on the prominent veins that stand out on his length, smiling around him as he looks up at Jongin mischievously, then draws his mouth back until it only covers the tip of it.
“Kyungsoo hyung is right,” Jongin manages to get out through gritted teeth, staring down at the way Junmyeon flattens his tongue right against the slit of his cock, mouth loosely closing around the tip but no taking him any further into that intoxicating warmth.
“You’re mean and such a fucking tease.”
Junmyeon inclines his head slightly, smirking as he removes his mouth completely from Jongin who bites his lip hard not to curse the older boy. Kyungsoo’s soft moans as he licks Jongin’s balls can be heard in the room clearly as Junmyeon’s fingers thrust shallowly and slowly inside Kyungsoo, fingertips always teasingly lightly brushing against Kyungsoo’s prostate but never putting enough pressure to give Kyungsoo the feeling that he wants. He tries in vain, whining, to take more of Junmyeon’s fingers into his ass, but Junmyeon’s hand on his hip stops him from being able to do so.
The oldest licks his lips very, very slowly. “I’m teasing you because I’m quite certain you’ve got better control than Kyungsoo.” His eyes darken with lust.
“I’m rather curious as to what it would be like to shatter that control of yours.” The way Junmyeon says it makes it sound like a promise, and Jongin shudders in anticipation.
“But right now, let’s focus on this cock slut here who we’ve kept waiting.” His removes his fingers from Kyungsoo and brushes them across the younger boy’s tongue that’s busy lapping at Jongin, then bends forward to kiss the tip of Jongin’s cock before he leans towards Kyungsoo with a whispered command.
“Suck him off.”
To Jongin he says this, “Fuck his mouth.”
Kyungsoo moans in acquiescence as Jongin’s brushes the head of his cock against Kyungsoo’s lips, then groans as he pushes past those lovely plush lips into his warm mouth, thrusting his hips forward slowly to fuck Kyungsoo’s mouth. Junmyeon slowly tugs the cock ring off Kyungsoo, replacing it with the ring of his thumb and forefinger, making the vocalist keen around Jongin at the feeling of being released from it.
He slicks himself up with lube liberally, then guides himself into Kyungsoo’s waiting hole, arching his back and throwing his head back at the way the younger boy’s passage sucks him in as he inserts himself slowly to the hilt, causing Kyungsoo to moan inarticulately around Jongin’s cock, cheeks hollowed and sucking off the younger boy for all he’s worth.
Junmyeon presses Kyungsoo’s legs further backwards with his hands, opening him further and his knees are pressing up against his own chest. Kyungsoo’s hands wrap around Jongin’s thighs, nails digging into Jongin’s butt and urging him to fuck further into his mouth, making the dancer curse as he thrusts his hips forward harder.
They fuck him hard and fast at both ends and Kyungsoo doesn’t care that his drool is all over his face as Jongin fucks into his open mouth, or that the younger boy his ramming into the back of his throat over and over again because it feels so damn good to be fucked so completely like this.
His sudden shout of delight at Junmyeon’s cock stabbing at his prostate is muffled by Jongin’s cock as he swallows the tip of Jongin past his throat, and the dancer comes into him hard, spurting into Kyungsoo’s mouth while the vocalist swallows him down, some of it escaping past his lips and onto his face as he continues to mouth softly at Jongin’s softening length. He moans at the loss of it when Jongin pulls himself gently out, a line of saliva stretching from Kyungsoo’s swollen lips to the tip of Jongin’s cock. He sits himself into Junmyeon’s chair instead to watch the unfolding show on the bed.
It doesn’t take long for Kyungsoo to come when Junmyeon raises his legs past his shoulders, cock plunging into him furiously, making sure to angle his hips to impale Kyungsoo’s prostate each time, and Kyungsoo comes screaming at the intensity of his orgasm, fingers clawing hard at the mattress and spattering his own chest and stomach with long spurts of come.
Junmyeon snarls at the way Kyungsoo’s passage clutches and unclutches around his cock so desperately and the speed of his hips increase, snapping forward until he comes hard into Kyungsoo, fingers leaving marks on the younger boy’s thighs and he keeps thrusting until he has rode out his orgasm fully. He places Kyungsoo’s trembling legs back on the bed before pulling out with a wet sound, come trailing after his soft cock and onto the sheets as some of it oozes out of Kyungsoo’s hole.
Beautiful, Junmyeon thinks, as Kyungsoo tries to regain his breath on the bed, legs still splayed out and displaying his hole for the world to see as it drips Junmyeon’s cum, while his torso is spattered with thick white strings of semen. His lips are so red and swollen from sucking off Jongin while drops of the younger boy’s come decorate his face. Kyungsoo’s eyes are still glazed over in post-coital bliss at being so well fucked. If only he could take a picture of this and immortalize Kyungsoo’s first participation in a threesome but it would be impossible. Junmyeon cleans them both off with tissues, throwing the come-drenched tissues into the bin and Jongin does the same with Kyungsoo’s face as he licks away the spatters of come there, kissing the exhausted boy gently.
“Hyung,” Jongin breathes, addressing Junmyeon and the older boy looks up at him.
“That was fucking amazing. I-“ He is grateful for both of them letting him join in on their relationship like this, especially knowing how much it might change their group’s dynamics. “Thank you, hyung.”
The older boy grins wryly at him as he pulls the blanket up around a dozing Kyungsoo, then gets off the bed and makes his way towards Jongin, a predatory look already in his eyes that makes Jongin wary. The younger boy backs away slowly as Junmyeon advances until there’s nowhere left to go and he backs into Junmyeon’s desk. He gulps hard when Junmyeon presses up against his body completely, and Jongin eyebrows almost shoot up to his forehead when he feels something warm that is long and pressing against the skin of his thigh.
Junmyeon leans in with hooded eyes as he brushes a finger against Jongin’s cock, voice low and dark in his ear.
“Who said I’m done with you?”
A/N: I can confirm that there is definitely a round two to this but. lol idk when it'll be up because they are self-writing monsters ide.