stamina; gackt/junsu/jaejoong
Stamina
Gackt/Junsu/Jaejoong; NC-17; 1372 w.
Junsu’s never really all that surprised when it comes to Gackt.
For darknessgryphon: shameless smut. happy belated birthday!
From a young age, Junsu was raised with overwhelming love and affection, so much that Junsu was used to being spoiled with affection. As an adult, he was much the same way, but Dong Bang Shin Ki often had their own forms of affection, and rarely indulged him. It took Junsu several years to become accustomed to it, and even now he still wasn’t sure how to handle it.
Most of the time, he didn’t really mind when they teased him. It was how they expressed their love, after all. But he still coveted the time he spent in the company of his occasional lovers, who worshipped him when they were tangled in the sheets.
The eldest was the least predictable, prone to strange tangents and spontaneous gift-giving. That’s why, when Gackt delivered Jaejoong, trussed up and tied to Gackt’s bed, he was only partially surprised.
The room was lit by hundreds of candles, a romantic gesture to most, but this was Gackt, and Junsu had to push down the fluttering of his heart. They flickered light over Jaejoong’s smooth, almost flawless skin.
Junsu stood at the edge of the bed and let his eyes crawl over Jaejoong’s skin. Behind him, Gackt’s body pressed warmth into his back.
“He’s beautiful, isn’t he?” Gackt murmured.
Junsu swallowed and nodded. “Gacchan,” he called.
The older man pressed his lips against Junsu’s shoulder. “He’s waiting for you,” he whispered, and he nudged Junsu toward the bed.
He stumbled a little, then climbed up and crawled over to Jaejoong. The bound man was flushed with arousal. His pout lips were stretched around a ball-gag, and his straining cock was restrained by a silky blue ribbon.
“Hyung,” Junsu murmured.
Jaejoong’s eyes lowered heavily. His muscles flexed as he tugged on his restraints. The bed shifted as Gackt joined them and slid up behind Junsu. His hands crawled over the curve of Junsu’s hips and pulled him flush against his body.
“Take him,” Gackt urged. “He’s ready for you.”
Junsu’s eyes trailed down Jaejoong’s body, resting finally on his puckered entrance, stretched around a slender vibrator. In his haste, he had missed it, but he quickly amended that by grabbing the base of the toy and twisting it inside the older man several times.
Jaejoong shivered when Junsu pulled it back slowly and pushed it in. He let out a muffled moan, and his muscles flexed again.
Gackt’s hands slowly peeled away Junsu’s clothes. The younger man kneeled in place, lifting his arms as Gackt pulled up his shirt and shifting his knees. Jaejoong made an incoherent noise when Gackt unfastened Junsu’s pants. As Gackt’s slender fingers tugged them down, Junsu shut his eyes and allowed the older man to strip him.
Beneath him, Jaejoong bucked demandingly, and Junsu’s fingers splayed over the skin of his thigh soothingly. There was a rustling sound, and then Gackt had returned and unrolled a condom on his stiff length.
Slowly, Junsu opened his eyes and met Jaejoong’s gaze. “Sorry, hyung,” he murmured. “I like seeing you like this.”
Gackt urged him forward gently. Immediately, Junsu reached down and guided his cock into Jaejoong’s entrance. The slide was smooth, and Jaejoong’s body was tight with tension as Junsu slowly filled him.
Gackt smiled against Junsu’s shoulder. His fingers trailed down supple skin, massaging the smooth flesh as Junsu started a shallow slide back and forth, slipping his thighs under Jaejoong’s and propping the older man in his lap. Jaejoong’s restraints struggled against him, and Junsu turned his head back to face the eldest with soft eyes.
“Gacchan, untie his legs.”
Gackt immediately complied, unfastening the restraints with uncanny speed, before returning to the tangled pair. Jaejoong lifted his knees and wrapped his legs around Junsu’s thrusting hips, tilting his hips into the smooth movements.
The eldest littered kisses over bare skin as he twisted the cap of the lubricant and spilled the substance over his fingers. When they were slick, he reached down and teased Junsu’s entrance.
Junsu exhaled a ragged breath, suddenly stilling his hips. Underneath him, Jaejoong groaned in frustration. With a smile, Gackt reached out and guided his hips back into a steady rocking motion, much to Jaejoong’s delight. He rubbed his erection against Junsu’s cleft before he pulled back and slid his fingers inside in time with his thrusts.
They established a comfortable rhythm, and Gackt released Junsu’s hips and allowed him to control the speed of the pace. Jaejoong let out a heavily-muffled moan, and Junsu reached up with one hand to unfasten the ball-gag as his other grabbed Jaejoong’s ass for leverage.
Behind him, Gackt slipped his fingers out and began to take off his clothing.
“Junsu,” Jaejoong groaned when his mouth was free. His name left the singer’s lips in a breathless chant, and Junsu leaned forward to take his lips, his length still sliding in and out with unerring accuracy toward Jaejoong’s prostate.
Jaejoong moaned loudly into his mouth, and he tightened his legs around Junsu’s waist, fingers curling over his restraints for purchase as his jerked his hips against Junsu.
For a while, Gackt kneeled behind them silently and watched the wanton display. Junsu pulled away from the kiss long enough to croak, “Gacchan, please.”
He smiled vainly and scooted forward, pressing his bare cock against Junsu’s hole. After a moment of gentle grinding, he pulled away and reached for a condom, tearing the packet open with his teeth. He unrolled it smoothly, then coated his erection with lube before he slid forward and pushed into Junsu.
Junsu’s lips parted with a quiet moan, and he bucked into Jaejoong, who swore and tugged harshly on his restraints. Gackt’s hands were on his waist, gently guiding him back and forth between the two.
“Easy, Junsu,” he murmured.
Junsu moaned softly as he moved between them. He loved being in the middle, pleasured by both his lovers at the same time. They molded against his body perfectly, all sinewy muscles and planes of skin.
Gackt’s hips slapped wetly against his backside. Junsu squeezed Jaejoong’s hips in response, then slid his hand down and tugged on the pretty blue ribbon tied around Jaejoong’s cock. It unraveled easily, and Jaejoong moaned, back taut with restraint as he molded into Junsu’s movements.
“Fuck, Junsu,” he swore. With a vain smile, Gackt reached around Junsu’s body and wrapped his fingers around Jaejoong’s erection. Junsu intertwined their fingers and helped him jerk Jaejoong off.
Jaejoong’s mouth fell open in a breathless moan. He tugged sharply on his binds, arched his back, and came.
Junsu leaned down as much as he could, hips still rocking into him, and covered his mouth. His fingers slid into Jaejoong’s hair and pulled the older man closer as he delved into his mouth.
Gackt thrust particularly hard into Junsu, smiling into the younger man’s shoulder when he moaned and pulled away from Jaejoong’s lips.
Affectionately, Junsu brushed Jaejoong’s hair out of his face before he reached down and pulled his wet length out of him. It jerked against Jaejoong’s thigh with each of Gackt’s brutal, relentless thrusts.
Junsu braces his arms on both sides of Jaejoong’s head, leaning down and edging his legs apart for Gackt’s ministrations. They rock fervently, and beneath them Jaejoong flexed his muscles beseechingly.
“Untie him,” Gackt ordered quietly.
Junsu struggled to his knees and stretched forward to release Jaejoong, whose eyes were lidded in post-coital bliss. He stumbled slightly when Gackt drove into his prostate repeatedly, and gasped out the eldest’s name.
After a long moment, he finally untied his band mate and collapsed, burying his face into a broad shoulder and shuddering with pleasure as Gackt drilled into him.
Jaejoong wrapped an arm around him, rubbing his back reassuringly. His other arm slipped down, and his hand loosely fisted Junsu, whose cock jerked into his hand with every sharp, coordinated thrust.
Junsu released a broken moan and shuddered in their hands as he came, muscles tightening under his lovers’ fingers.
Gackt laughed quietly, fingers squeezing Junsu’s supple hip, as he dragged his cock back and forth lazily.
“Gacchan,” Junsu mumbled, incoherent. “You didn’t…?”
Gackt laughed and pressed a kiss to Junsu’s neck. “Kids,” he joked. “No stamina at all.”
Gackt/Junsu/Jaejoong; NC-17; 1372 w.
Junsu’s never really all that surprised when it comes to Gackt.
For darknessgryphon: shameless smut. happy belated birthday!
From a young age, Junsu was raised with overwhelming love and affection, so much that Junsu was used to being spoiled with affection. As an adult, he was much the same way, but Dong Bang Shin Ki often had their own forms of affection, and rarely indulged him. It took Junsu several years to become accustomed to it, and even now he still wasn’t sure how to handle it.
Most of the time, he didn’t really mind when they teased him. It was how they expressed their love, after all. But he still coveted the time he spent in the company of his occasional lovers, who worshipped him when they were tangled in the sheets.
The eldest was the least predictable, prone to strange tangents and spontaneous gift-giving. That’s why, when Gackt delivered Jaejoong, trussed up and tied to Gackt’s bed, he was only partially surprised.
The room was lit by hundreds of candles, a romantic gesture to most, but this was Gackt, and Junsu had to push down the fluttering of his heart. They flickered light over Jaejoong’s smooth, almost flawless skin.
Junsu stood at the edge of the bed and let his eyes crawl over Jaejoong’s skin. Behind him, Gackt’s body pressed warmth into his back.
“He’s beautiful, isn’t he?” Gackt murmured.
Junsu swallowed and nodded. “Gacchan,” he called.
The older man pressed his lips against Junsu’s shoulder. “He’s waiting for you,” he whispered, and he nudged Junsu toward the bed.
He stumbled a little, then climbed up and crawled over to Jaejoong. The bound man was flushed with arousal. His pout lips were stretched around a ball-gag, and his straining cock was restrained by a silky blue ribbon.
“Hyung,” Junsu murmured.
Jaejoong’s eyes lowered heavily. His muscles flexed as he tugged on his restraints. The bed shifted as Gackt joined them and slid up behind Junsu. His hands crawled over the curve of Junsu’s hips and pulled him flush against his body.
“Take him,” Gackt urged. “He’s ready for you.”
Junsu’s eyes trailed down Jaejoong’s body, resting finally on his puckered entrance, stretched around a slender vibrator. In his haste, he had missed it, but he quickly amended that by grabbing the base of the toy and twisting it inside the older man several times.
Jaejoong shivered when Junsu pulled it back slowly and pushed it in. He let out a muffled moan, and his muscles flexed again.
Gackt’s hands slowly peeled away Junsu’s clothes. The younger man kneeled in place, lifting his arms as Gackt pulled up his shirt and shifting his knees. Jaejoong made an incoherent noise when Gackt unfastened Junsu’s pants. As Gackt’s slender fingers tugged them down, Junsu shut his eyes and allowed the older man to strip him.
Beneath him, Jaejoong bucked demandingly, and Junsu’s fingers splayed over the skin of his thigh soothingly. There was a rustling sound, and then Gackt had returned and unrolled a condom on his stiff length.
Slowly, Junsu opened his eyes and met Jaejoong’s gaze. “Sorry, hyung,” he murmured. “I like seeing you like this.”
Gackt urged him forward gently. Immediately, Junsu reached down and guided his cock into Jaejoong’s entrance. The slide was smooth, and Jaejoong’s body was tight with tension as Junsu slowly filled him.
Gackt smiled against Junsu’s shoulder. His fingers trailed down supple skin, massaging the smooth flesh as Junsu started a shallow slide back and forth, slipping his thighs under Jaejoong’s and propping the older man in his lap. Jaejoong’s restraints struggled against him, and Junsu turned his head back to face the eldest with soft eyes.
“Gacchan, untie his legs.”
Gackt immediately complied, unfastening the restraints with uncanny speed, before returning to the tangled pair. Jaejoong lifted his knees and wrapped his legs around Junsu’s thrusting hips, tilting his hips into the smooth movements.
The eldest littered kisses over bare skin as he twisted the cap of the lubricant and spilled the substance over his fingers. When they were slick, he reached down and teased Junsu’s entrance.
Junsu exhaled a ragged breath, suddenly stilling his hips. Underneath him, Jaejoong groaned in frustration. With a smile, Gackt reached out and guided his hips back into a steady rocking motion, much to Jaejoong’s delight. He rubbed his erection against Junsu’s cleft before he pulled back and slid his fingers inside in time with his thrusts.
They established a comfortable rhythm, and Gackt released Junsu’s hips and allowed him to control the speed of the pace. Jaejoong let out a heavily-muffled moan, and Junsu reached up with one hand to unfasten the ball-gag as his other grabbed Jaejoong’s ass for leverage.
Behind him, Gackt slipped his fingers out and began to take off his clothing.
“Junsu,” Jaejoong groaned when his mouth was free. His name left the singer’s lips in a breathless chant, and Junsu leaned forward to take his lips, his length still sliding in and out with unerring accuracy toward Jaejoong’s prostate.
Jaejoong moaned loudly into his mouth, and he tightened his legs around Junsu’s waist, fingers curling over his restraints for purchase as his jerked his hips against Junsu.
For a while, Gackt kneeled behind them silently and watched the wanton display. Junsu pulled away from the kiss long enough to croak, “Gacchan, please.”
He smiled vainly and scooted forward, pressing his bare cock against Junsu’s hole. After a moment of gentle grinding, he pulled away and reached for a condom, tearing the packet open with his teeth. He unrolled it smoothly, then coated his erection with lube before he slid forward and pushed into Junsu.
Junsu’s lips parted with a quiet moan, and he bucked into Jaejoong, who swore and tugged harshly on his restraints. Gackt’s hands were on his waist, gently guiding him back and forth between the two.
“Easy, Junsu,” he murmured.
Junsu moaned softly as he moved between them. He loved being in the middle, pleasured by both his lovers at the same time. They molded against his body perfectly, all sinewy muscles and planes of skin.
Gackt’s hips slapped wetly against his backside. Junsu squeezed Jaejoong’s hips in response, then slid his hand down and tugged on the pretty blue ribbon tied around Jaejoong’s cock. It unraveled easily, and Jaejoong moaned, back taut with restraint as he molded into Junsu’s movements.
“Fuck, Junsu,” he swore. With a vain smile, Gackt reached around Junsu’s body and wrapped his fingers around Jaejoong’s erection. Junsu intertwined their fingers and helped him jerk Jaejoong off.
Jaejoong’s mouth fell open in a breathless moan. He tugged sharply on his binds, arched his back, and came.
Junsu leaned down as much as he could, hips still rocking into him, and covered his mouth. His fingers slid into Jaejoong’s hair and pulled the older man closer as he delved into his mouth.
Gackt thrust particularly hard into Junsu, smiling into the younger man’s shoulder when he moaned and pulled away from Jaejoong’s lips.
Affectionately, Junsu brushed Jaejoong’s hair out of his face before he reached down and pulled his wet length out of him. It jerked against Jaejoong’s thigh with each of Gackt’s brutal, relentless thrusts.
Junsu braces his arms on both sides of Jaejoong’s head, leaning down and edging his legs apart for Gackt’s ministrations. They rock fervently, and beneath them Jaejoong flexed his muscles beseechingly.
“Untie him,” Gackt ordered quietly.
Junsu struggled to his knees and stretched forward to release Jaejoong, whose eyes were lidded in post-coital bliss. He stumbled slightly when Gackt drove into his prostate repeatedly, and gasped out the eldest’s name.
After a long moment, he finally untied his band mate and collapsed, burying his face into a broad shoulder and shuddering with pleasure as Gackt drilled into him.
Jaejoong wrapped an arm around him, rubbing his back reassuringly. His other arm slipped down, and his hand loosely fisted Junsu, whose cock jerked into his hand with every sharp, coordinated thrust.
Junsu released a broken moan and shuddered in their hands as he came, muscles tightening under his lovers’ fingers.
Gackt laughed quietly, fingers squeezing Junsu’s supple hip, as he dragged his cock back and forth lazily.
“Gacchan,” Junsu mumbled, incoherent. “You didn’t…?”
Gackt laughed and pressed a kiss to Junsu’s neck. “Kids,” he joked. “No stamina at all.”