Truth Or Dare
Title: Truth Or Dare
Pairing: OT5
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-shot
Genre: Smut
Summary: Junsu's bored, and Yunho has a solution.
“I’m bored.”
“And I care why?” Changmin didn’t look up from his computer; glasses perched on the end of his nose and fingers steadily typing out a message to Kibum. He resolutely ignored Junsu, who had just sprawled himself across his bed.
“Because I’m bored,” the older male whined, wriggling around and messing up the sheets. “Minnie, entertain me.” He pouted.
“No.”
With an annoyed sigh, Junsu sat up. “Why not!?”
“Because I’m busy,” Changmin replied, still not taking his eyes from the screen in front of him.
“What’re you doing?”
“Writing to Kibum.”
“Oooh, naughty writings?” Junsu asked, wagging his eyebrows.
This time Changmin did look over at him, but only to glare. “Hyung. Seriously. Why would I be sending ‘naughty writings’ to Kibum?”
Junsu deflated a little under the youngest’s stare, the glasses making him seem even more mature and condescending. He floundered for words for a moment before saying, “Well, I don’t know… 'Cause you two are…?”
Changmin scoffed. “Hyung, don’t believe everything Yoochun tells you.” He looked back towards his computer and resumed typing. “Kibum and I are just friends and I’d rather it stayed that way. Besides, I’m interested in somebody else…” He muttered the last part and before Junsu could comment on it, Changmin continued. “If you’re bored, why don’t you just go play a game or something?”
“Jaejoong-hyung’s using the TV.” Junsu pouted again, fiddling with the sheets beneath his fingers. “Some cooking show… So, yeah, I can’t play anything. Which sucks, because I just bought -”
“Hyung, I don’t care. Go bother someone else, okay?”
Junsu huffed. “Fine. You’re no fun anyway.” He got up dramatically, glaring at Changmin on his way out of their room. After sulking his way to the kitchen, he found Yunho sitting at the table, absently spinning an empty water bottle and staring off into space. Junsu sat down heavily, startling the leader.
“Hyung, I’m bored.” Junsu laid his head on the cool wood and closed his eyes. “And Changmin was mean to me.”
“Aww, what’d he do?” Yunho asked, reaching out to ruffle Junsu’s hair with his right hand whilst still twirling the bottle lazily with his left.
Junsu sighed. “He implied that I’m stupid. And he didn’t care that I’m bored. But I seriously have nothing to do Hyung!”
“Well, that’s not true,” Yunho said. “You could read a book or brush up on your Japanese or try to write some lyrics or -”
“Exactly!” Junsu exclaimed. “Nothing!” He rolled his head, opened his eyes and looked up at Yunho. “Please entertain me.”
Yunho smiled at the younger, amused at his dongsaeng’s whining. He stopped spinning the bottle for a moment, and when the narrow end landed pointing at Junsu, he got an idea to cure the smaller man’s boredom.
★ ★ ★
“Yah, Yunnie, I was watching that!” Jaejoong exclaimed as Yunho turned off the television.
“Sorry Boo, but it’s group bonding time!” Yunho said, pulling Jaejoong up from the sofa and sitting him down on the floor next to Junsu. “Now wait here whilst I get the other two.”
Jaejoong looked over to Junsu who was grinning happily, sitting cross-legged.
“Su, what’s going on?”
Junsu turned to the elder, still smiling widely. “Oh, well, I was bored, and Changmin was no help, but then I went to Yunho-hyung and he thought of something fun for us all to do!” Junsu beamed. “But, um, he didn’t actually tell me what it was… But it’s Yunho-hyung, so how could it be bad?”
Jaejoong looked doubtful, but nodded anyway to appease the younger. “I was watching something though…” Jaejoong murmured.
“I know Joongie, and I’m sorry,” Yunho said, coming back into the room with Yoochun and Changmin in tow. “But this’ll be fun, I promise!” He directed the younger two to sit down on the carpet as well before taking his own place in the circle. Putting the empty water bottle, which he was still holding, in the middle, Yunho stated, “We’re going to play Truth or Dare.”
Jaejoong’s eyes lit up in glee and Junsu let out a small sound of excitement. Changmin, however, was not impressed.
“Hyung, you called me out here for that? We’ve known each other for a while now; I’m not sure how many secrets we still have left.” He rolled his eyes, preparing to get up.
“Ah ah ah,” Yoochun admonished, holding onto Changmin’s arm. “You’re not going anywhere. I’m sure there’s still stuff we don’t know, and there’re always dares to be fulfilled.” Yoochun smirked and it was obvious that he was all ready thinking of various things to tease the members with.
Huffing, Changmin pulled his arm out of the elder’s grip. “Okay, fine, whatever. I’ll play. But let it be known that I am not happy about it.”
“Yeah, yeah, we got it,” Junsu said, reaching for the bottle. “Now let’s go!” He spun it enthusiastically, watching bright-eyed as it passed each member several times before slowly coming to a stop in front of Changmin. “Minnie! Truth or dare?” Junsu grinned.
“Truth,” Changmin said, looking rather disinterested and not at all worried about what Junsu may ask of him.
“Hmm…” Junsu thought for a moment before he smirked evilly, an idea formed to get revenge on the other, as he was so unhelpful earlier. “Okay… Was it you who ate the cookies Jaejoong-hyung made yesterday?”
Immediately, Changmin’s eyes widened in horror and Jaejoong snapped his head towards the youngest.
“What?” He gritted out, glaring. “Someone… Someone ate my cookies? My precious cookies, which I spent hours making, to give to my nieces and nephews? Those cookies?”
“Hyu-Hyung…” Changmin stuttered, subconsciously leaning away from the enraged elder and failing to notice Junsu smirking victoriously to himself. “I-I… I was… I didn’t mean to… It’s just… I was so hungry, and they were right there, and…”
Jaejoong’s fierce glower deepened, obviously not pleased with what he was hearing.
“I-I’m sorry…” Changmin finally croaked.
Sensing the building tension and realising that things could get ugly quickly, Yunho stepped in. He placed his right arm around Jaejoong’s shoulders comfortingly and softly rubbed the elder’s left arm, knowing the calming effect that it had on the lead singer. “Joongie, I know you worked hard, but what’s done is done. Changmin’s said he’s sorry and later on he will help you make more.” The leader glared at the youngest, daring him to argue. “Won’t you?”
Changmin nodded hastily, still wary. He may have been stronger than Jaejoong, but the band 'mother' could be damn scary when provoked.
Junsu, satisfied with the outcome of his question, prompted Changmin to spin the bottle so that the game could continue.
After ten minutes, Yoochun had blushingly spoken of just what he and his previous girlfriends had gotten up to (and where), Yunho had been forced to down a mysterious drink concocted by Junsu (and had subsequently looked a little green for the next few minutes), Jaejoong had revealed that yes, he used to try on his sisters’ clothes when he was younger, and Junsu was made to send a photograph of his naked behind to every member of Super Junior.
The other four members were still chuckling as the red-faced Junsu grabbed for the bottle, muttering about evil hyung-deul and a magnae who should know his place. The bottle landed pointing at Changmin and the youngest - not wanting to suffer a similar humiliation - chose truth once again.
Junsu glared at the taller boy for a moment before asking, “Earlier, when you said you were interested in someone… Who is it?”
“Forfeit,” Changmin declared, barely even letting Junsu finish his question.
“What, no! You can’t forfeit!” Junsu cried, looking at the others for confirmation.
“Sure he can,” Yunho shrugged.
“Yeah,” agreed Yoochun. He turned to Changmin, smirking. “It just means we get to give him a nasty dare…”
Though slightly cautious of Yoochun’s intentions, Changmin merely nodded. No way was he going to answer that question…
“Fine,” Junsu sighed angrily, crossing his arms. “But it better be something really good.”
“How about…” Jaejoong started.
“How about we make him do the rest of the game with no trousers on?” Yoochun grinned. Whilst not the worst dare he could think of, it was something he wouldn’t mind seeing and was bound to make Changmin at least a little uncomfortable.
Yunho was about to protest that they shouldn’t be too mean to the youngest when Jaejoong and Junsu cheered their approval of Yoochun’s idea, outnumbering him. He turned to Changmin, shrugging apologetically, but only received a scowl in return.
Changmin stood up and started unbuttoning his jeans to wolf whistles and catcalls from the other members. He rolled his eyes at their childishness but could feel the corners of his mouth twitching, amused at their enthusiasm.
Is me taking my clothes off really that entertaining?
When he was done, he threw the jeans behind him and sat back down, making sure that his boxers adequately covered him. He held onto them as he reached forwards to spin the bottle.
“Yoochun.” Changmin turned to the elder, a wicked smile crossing his features. “Truth or dare, Hyung?”
“Dare.”
“Okay, then I dare you to continue the game with neither your trousers nor your t-shirt on,” Changmin said smugly.
Yoochun just chuckled. “You want to see me naked that bad, Minnie? Could've just asked.” He winked at the taller boy as he started pulling his clothes of, noting the blush that spread across the once self-satisfied face. He giggled internally at how easy it was to tease the youngest.
Completely comfortable in only the tight boxers he was wearing, Yoochun sat down again casually and took his turn, the bottle this time landing on Junsu. He smirked as the other boy gulped nervously.
“…Truth.”
Junsu regretted his decision as Yoochun’s smirk widened and his eyes narrowed in intensity.
“So, Su, as we all know, your butt is pretty awesome.”
The others nodded in agreement and Junsu wondered why the hell his behind had to play a part on his every turn.
“But what I want to know is… Have you ever done anything to it?”
Jaejoong and Changmin both gasped, quickly looking at Junsu with curious eyes. Said boy only frowned, however, confused at the question.
“'Done anything to it'… You mean like surgical enhancements?” Junsu asked incredulously, eyebrows raised.
Yoochun chuckled. “No, Su. I mean… have you ever…” He paused, suddenly unsure about whether to continue. Was it too much to ask? However, when he heard Yunho’s sharp intake of breath, signalling that the leader had cottoned on to what Yoochun was implying, he went for it. “Have you ever put anything up your ass for pleasure?”
Despite his resolve to ask the question, Yoochun could feel his cheeks burning. Yunho, too, was blushing slightly, but both the oldest and youngest were still looking at Junsu with rapt attention, apparently eager for his answer.
“Wh-what!?” Junsu burst out when he finally comprehended what was being asked of him. “N-no! Why would I!? That’s… That’s!” He flailed, unable to find words conveying his disbelief. “Just because my butt’s big, it doesn’t mean I… No! Why would anyone do that!?”
Yoochun just shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. “Well, you never know…”
Junsu glared at him, puffing out his cheeks and somewhat diminishing the threatening effect. “No, Chunnie. My ass is off-limits, thank you.” He snatched up the bottle, spinning it angrily. “Right, Yunho-hyung, truth or dare?”
Startled, Yunho’s eyes quickly darted around the circle. “Um… Truth?”
Nodding harshly, Junsu thought for a moment. “Have you ever thought about stuff like that?”
“Stuff like… what?” Yunho asked, not understanding.
“You know, like what Chunnie asked. Gay stuff.”
Yunho was suddenly faced with four pairs of eyes; one set still slightly fuming, the other three very interested.
“I… Um…” He scanned the circle before settling his gaze upon his folded hands in his lap. “I don’t know… Maybe?” He heard four simultaneous gasps and winced, leaping quickly to explain. “It’s just, there’s so much fan service and stuff and our fans write those kinds of things about us and then I end up thinking, ‘Why does this kind of stuff appeal to them?’, you know?”
Yoochun, Jaejoong and Changmin all nodded, seemingly understanding and accepting Yunho’s reasoning, but Junsu still looked a little disbelieving.
Yunho-hyung… has… But, what’d he think about!?
Before Junsu could even begin to ask, Yunho took his turn and spun the bottle. It landed on Jaejoong, who replied, “Dare,” to Yunho’s question.
“I dare you… to tickle Junsu.” Yunho smiled, hoping that the mood would lighten with a silly dare.
Indeed, as Jaejoong smirked and tackled Junsu to the ground, digging his fingers into the other man’s sides, the other members’ laughter joined Junsu’s gleeful squeals for mercy. Pleased with his plan and glancing at Yoochun and Changmin to see their joyful faces, Yunho missed Jaejoong sneakily squeezing Junsu’s round behind, the resulting squeak easily mistaken for another consequence of being tickled.
As Jaejoong sat back up he winked at the younger, poking his tongue out to show that he was only teasing. Junsu quickly readjusted his t-shirt, which had become twisted around him in the struggle, willing his red cheeks to cool down.
Jaejoong-hyung was just being silly, don’t worry about it… And besides, it’s not like it’s the first time one of them’s grabbed my ass…
“Yoochun-ah!” Jaejoong smiled happily. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Yoochun said confidently.
“Okay then, I dare you to take Changmin’s top off!” Jaejoong smiled even wider watching Changmin’s jaw drop.
“Wha- Hyung!” Changmin exclaimed, but was unable to do much more as suddenly Yoochun’s hands were on his waist, his fingers running up his sides as he pulled the piece of fabric over the youngest’s head. As soon as it was off, Changmin self-consciously crossed his arms over his chest, embarrassed at being in such a state in front of the others. Yes, they’d seen each other naked before, but sitting in the living room in only his underwear whilst everyone else bar Yoochun was fully dressed was rather mortifying.
“Done! And next is…” Yoochun watched the bottle turn, eagerly anticipating his next ‘victim’. “Jaejoongie,” he smirked. “Again.”
Unafraid of what Yoochun may ask, Jaejoong said, “Think I’ll go for ‘Truth’ this time.” He nodded.
“Truth, huh? All right.” Yoochun was slightly wary of asking his intended question given Junsu’s reaction to his last one, but he thought that Jaejoong would be more open about those matters. “Have you ever had a wet dream about anyone here?” All eyes bugged out at him and Yoochun had to suppress a snort. As long as no one objected, he thought that these kinds of questions were far more entertaining.
“Yes,” Jaejoong answered calmly once he had gotten over his shock. This time it was he who was faced with the incredulous stares, coupled with a knowing smirk from Yoochun. They did share a room, after all…
“Oh my God, who!?” Junsu asked, eyes and mouth still wide.
Jaejoong smiled secretively. “Nuh uh, that’s another question.” Still with the same expression and ignoring the looks he was receiving, Jaejoong spun the bottle in the centre of the circle.
“Ugh, not again,” Junsu whined, his disapproving gaze on the tip of the bottle, which was pointed at him. “Um… Dare, I guess.” He pouted.
Jaejoong licked his lips subconsciously, raking his eyes over Junsu. “Take off your clothes.”
“What!?”
“Not all of them,” Jaejoong reassured. “You can keep your underwear. But the rest must come off.”
“Wha- Why!?”
“Because I dare you,” the elder answered simply, grinning at Junsu. “Besides, Min and Chunnie are just in their boxers…”
Junsu glared at Jaejoong. “And if I forfeit?”
Jaejoong’s grin turned feral. “Then you get something worse. Or better, depending on how you look at it.”
Junsu regarded him suspiciously, obviously not quite understanding what Jaejoong was implying. However, the fear of the unknown prompted him to start tugging his clothes off, far more messy about it than the other two had been. Huffing, he slammed his clothes down on the floor next to him.
“There. Happy?”
“Very.” Jaejoong winked, flustering Junsu for a moment.
He quickly regained his composure and reached for the bottle.
“Dare,” Yunho said when it landed on him.
“I dare you to strip Joongie-hyung.” Junsu pouted, crossing his arms. His intention was evidently to get back at the eldest, but by the eager look in the lead singer’s eyes he didn’t consider the dare a bad thing.
Yunho swallowed, nervously scanning Jaejoong.
The latter merely smirked at him, slowly raising his arms above his head in an invitation for Yunho to begin removing his clothes. “Go ahead Yunnie - I won’t bite.”
The look that Jaejoong shot the other seemed to imply otherwise, but undeterred, Yunho reached forwards to start his task.
Deciding to throw caution to the wind and play along with whatever it was that Jaejoong was doing, Yunho took his time in stripping the other. Gently, he took hold of the elder’s small waist, squeezing it lightly before trailing his hands around to Jaejoong’s back. His fingers spanned upwards ever so slightly before he brought them back down again and slipped them under Jaejoong’s t-shirt; the smaller male’s breath hitched at the contact. Looking into Jaejoong’s eyes, Yunho teasingly ran his fingers across the soft skin back to the front, one thumb sliding up to tease the belly-bar, the other sweeping down to graze just underneath the waistband of Jaejoong’s jeans; this time Jaejoong let out a small keening sound, startling Yunho a little but spurring him on nevertheless. He roughly moved his hands to Jaejoong’s waist once more, fingers hooking on fabric and practically ripping it off the lead singer.
Jaejoong squeaked, but his expression was pleased. He knelt up, hips and crotch pushed forwards in a blatant display of provocation. His eyes were hooded and a teasing smirk played across his features, as if daring Yunho to do more than what was required.
The younger smirked in return, one eyebrow raised, and reached forward to undo Jaejoong’s jeans. He pulled the material towards himself as he undid the zip, careful not to touch Jaejoong inappropriately.
The two seemed completely unaware of everybody else as Yunho looked back up and locked eyes with Jaejoong. He placed his hands on the smaller man’s waist, feeling the heat of his skin and subconsciously clenching his fingers. Softly trailing them downwards, he dipped his fingertips underneath the material covering Jaejoong’s hips and ever-so-slowly started inching them down, never breaking eye contact. His hands caressed the sides of the elder’s thighs, careful to keep the material of Jaejoong’s boxers in place. As the jeans slipped further down, so did Yunho’s hands, until he was met with the bare skin of Jaejoong’s legs, the lead singer twitching at the feel.
Still holding gazes with the other, Jaejoong sat back down, reaching his arms behind himself for balance and stretching his legs out in front, offering them to Yunho.
The latter moved his hands to the exposed skin of Jaejoong’s thigh once more. As he pulled the trousers the rest of the way off he teased his fingers along Jaejoong’s legs, tickling, smiling slightly at the elder’s trembling.
Once Jaejoong was seated in only his boxers, the two appeared to snap out of whatever trance they had been in, blushing and swiftly breaking eye contact. They turned to the others who were staring, mouths agape.
Did we go too far? Jaejoong thought, worrying his bottom lip. His previous confidence disappeared and he suddenly felt rather exposed.
Yunho was avoiding looking at anyone, embarrassed at how he had acted, but when prompted by Changmin he took his turn at spinning the bottle.
“Yoochun.” Yunho looked at the younger man. “Truth or dare?”
“…Truth.”
Yunho was quiet for a moment, then asked softly, “Have you ever done anything to your ass?”
Yoochun seemed nervous and quickly glanced at Junsu before looking down at his lap, whispering, “Yes…”
“You have?” Junsu gaped incredulously at Yoochun, who just nodded, eyes still downcast.
“Chunnie, your go,” Jaejoong said, halting any further questions.
Yoochun reached for the bottle, spun it and watched as it landed on Jaejoong.
Immediately, the eldest said, “Truth”. He shared a look with Yoochun and nodded imperceptibly.
Quickly, Yoochun asked, “Jae, what about you? Ever done anything to your ass?”
“Yep,” Jaejoong said happily, smiling. He too received an incredulous look from Junsu, but was more concerned with the grateful smile that he received from Yoochun. As such, he missed the looks that Yunho and Changmin shot each other, neither particularly surprised at the answer but both rather intrigued. “And now, it’s my go… Junsu!” He exclaimed once the bottle landed on the younger. “Truth or dare, Su?”
Junsu looked wary, apparently not as much of a fan of the game as he was to begin with. Not wanting to be asked another uncomfortable question and figuring that Jaejoong wouldn’t ask him to take his clothes off again (he was only wearing his boxers after all, and he didn’t think the elder was that mean), he chose dare.
“Pinch Changmin’s nipple.”
Both Yunho and Yoochun snorted, huge grins spreading across their faces. Changmin was spluttering, asking why he had to be involved in other people’s dares. Junsu on the other hand merely raised an eyebrow at Jaejoong and received an amused smirk in return. Maintaining eye contact with the lead singer, Junsu calmly reached over, slid his hand up Changmin’s torso (eliciting more spluttered protests) and pinched his left nipple, hard. Changmin yelped, making everyone else snicker.
“Really Jae-hyung, is that all you got?” Junsu was glad that his dare wasn’t that bad, but the need to tease the elder was to hard to resist - he just hoped that he wouldn’t actually get something worse next time. He spun the bottle and it landed on Yoochun. “Chunnie, truth or dare?”
Yoochun bit his lip, weighing his options. Eventually, he said, “Dare.”
“I dare you…” Junsu looked around, trying to find inspiration. His eyes lingered on the still fully dressed Yunho, but he couldn’t bring himself to instruct Yoochun to strip their leader (though he’d had no problem telling Yunho to strip Jaejoong). He finally settled on another replica of Jaejoong’s dare for him. “I dare you to pinch Joongie-hyung’s nipples.”
An amused smile crossed Yoochun’s face. “What, both of them?”
Junsu nodded, and Yoochun shrugged, still smiling.
He leant over the circle, arms outstretched. Jaejoong pushed his chest out, not even trying to hold back his grin. As Yoochun squeezed the small nubs Jaejoong closed his eyes, tilted his head back and let out a breathy moan. The eyes of all the others widened, surprised at Jaejoong’s reaction. Shaking his head at his soulmate, Yoochun chuckled and sat back down.
“My go now, right?” He asked, pleased that the mood was lightening up but still headed in a somewhat… interesting direction. It’d be a complete lie to say that he’d never thought about his other members in ‘that way’ before, so he was rather enjoying this turn of events. “Minnie.” He grinned at the younger, eyes disappearing into little half moons.
Changmin sighed. “Dare, I guess.” As much as it would embarrass him to do something to one of the others (as Yoochun was likely to make him do), the idea still thrilled him. His heart beat faster at the thought of being able to touch his hyung-deul (possibly sexually) with a valid excuse. Answering ‘Truth’ was out of the question though, in case he had to admit that (or something similar) out loud.
“Bite my nipples,” Yoochun said, grinning. He leant back on his arms so that his bare chest was more exposed.
Jaejoong let out a bark of laughter and neither Yunho nor Junsu could hold in their chuckles. Changmin gaped at the older boy but couldn’t help the amused smile that spread across his face.
“Hyung, you serious?”
“Absolutely,” Yoochun nodded, still beaming. He was glad that everyone found his dare funny - he was worried that it may not go down too well - but he was excited knowing what the youngest was about to do to him. His heart started thumping and he hoped that Changmin wouldn’t be able to hear.
Changmin licked his lips, eyes roaming Yoochun’s body until his gaze finally settled upon the small brown nipples, which were all ready looking a little perky from being exposed to the cool air. He leant forwards, lips parted.
Everybody watched in awe as Changmin’s mouth made contact with Yoochun’s chest, the wet heat on such a sensitive part making Yoochun writhe, eyes fluttering and breath hitching. Slowly, Changmin twirled his tongue around the nub, blowing on it slightly and coaxing it to hardness. Even Junsu, who had seemed a little opposed to these sorts of activities, couldn’t deny that it was an erotic sight.
When Changmin finally bit down, Yoochun let out a husky groan that had the other four shifting uncomfortably. Pleased with the effect that his mouth was having, though, Changmin continued to nibble on Yoochun’s nipple, eliciting more moans from the other.
Junsu definitely didn’t think that he should enjoy watching this as much as he was. But still, both he and the other two continued to stare with rapt attention.
“Ah, okay, that’s enough,” Yoochun said, breathing heavily and pushing at Changmin’s shoulder.
The younger boy gave his nipple one last lick before pulling away, grinning wickedly.
Yoochun sat back up, still panting, and rubbed at his damp chest. He would have loved for Changmin to continue, but his body was starting to respond and he didn’t want the others to see him in that state - or at least, not yet.
Changmin licked his lips, savouring Yoochun’s taste as he spun the bottle, eyes burning into Yunho’s as it landed on him.
“Truth or dare, Hyung?”
After a moment’s hesitation, he said, “Dare.”
From the look in Changmin’s eyes, the dare was bound to be… interesting… and Yunho couldn’t deny that he wanted to explore with the other members.
Or just explore their members… That’d work too.
Yunho blushed at his suddenly dirty thoughts, glad that no one else could hear them.
“Well, Hyung, I don’t think it’s fair that you’re the only one fully dressed, so I was going to ask you to do a strip-tease, but then I thought that that’d take too long -”
“See, he really does just want everyone naked,” Yoochun muttered, giggling.
Changmin quickly turned and punched him hard in the arm, effectively shutting him up.
“Anyway,” Changmin said, looking back at Yunho, “As I was saying, I think it’s unfair that you’re the only one not in just your underwear, so…” He trailed off, noticing how Yunho’s eyes widened and the colour drained from his face. “Oh come on Yunho-hyung, you couldn’t expect to stay in your clothes forever.” He rolled his eyes.
“Um, no, it’s not that…” Yunho said, feeling a chill run through his body. He swallowed heavily. “It’s, um… This morning, I uh, I couldn’t find any clean underwear, so…” He left the sentence hanging, feeling his face infuse with blood.
“Ew, Hyung, you’re wearing dirty underwear!?” Junsu exclaimed, nose wrinkling.
Yoochun grinned in Yunho’s direction, watching the older man squirm. “No, Su - he’s not wearing any underwear.”
“Well, you’ll just have to get naked then, won’t you?” Changmin grinned at Yunho, who blanched.
“What!?”
“To be honest Hyung, it was probably going to happen sooner or later… Besides, you’re our leader; you should lead us!” Yoochun said, smiling greasily.
“…Into nudity?” Yunho raised an eyebrow, not believing what was being suggested.
“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Jaejoong said, nodding. “Now stop stalling and take your clothes off.” He tugged on Yunho’s sleeve, trying to get him to hurry up.
Yunho looked around, expression like a kicked puppy, eyes pleading with them not to make him do this. He found no sympathy though, only eagerness - even from Junsu. Sighing, Yunho stripped his t-shirt off and dropped it in his lap before reaching underneath it to undo his jeans. Using the t-shirt to preserve his modesty, he started shuffling his jeans down, still seated. It was not an easy task.
“Uh, Yunho-hyung, what’re you doing?” Junsu asked, looking at the leader curiously.
“I’m getting undressed, obviously,” Yunho muttered, still struggling with his trousers.
“Yeah, but…” Junsu looked at the t-shirt covering Yunho’s crotch.
“He’s right, Yunnie,” Jaejoong nodded sagely. “You should be completely naked, with nothing covering you."
Yunho gaped at him, but seeing Jaejoong’s serious face he huffed and turned his head away.
“Fine. But I hope you know I hate you all.” He scowled, pouting a little, and pulled his jeans the rest of the way off. Slipping one hand underneath the t-shirt, he attempted to cover everything. He shifted his position so that he was no longer sitting cross-legged in another attempt to hide himself, finally throwing the t-shirt away.
Once he had, the other members grinned, leering at him like perverts. He swore he would make the next person get naked too…
“Junsu.” He smirked at the young man. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth,” Junsu said, eyes wide. As much as he didn’t want to answer any more sexual questions, the knowledge that Yunho was probably going to make him get naked as well (leader compassion be damned) made him more nervous.
Yunho scowled again, annoyed that he’d have to remain the only nude one for now.
“Fine…” Suddenly, a wicked idea popped into his head. It’d probably make Junsu ridiculously uncomfortable, but he was sure that the others would enjoy it, as would he. “Okay, so, we’ve established that when you masturbate, you don’t include any ass-play,” Yunho said, very matter-of-factly.
All ready Junsu was blushing and the others seemed intrigued as to where this was going.
“So, what I want to know is… When you masturbate, what do you do?” Yunho smirked as Junsu’s jaw dropped. “And I want explicit details, please.”
When everybody was silent, though, he was worried that perhaps he’d gone too far.
Shit, maybe they’re not as in to it as I thought… Fuck.
However, when he looked at the other three he could see their glazed expressions (hell, Changmin was even drooling a little) and he knew that his members were as turned on by the thought of sweet, innocent Junsu touching himself as he was. He just hoped that Junsu wouldn’t kill him for asking.
Junsu bit his lip, eyes wide and apprehensive. After a long pause he timidly said, “…Forfeit?”
Jaejoong grinned naughtily, as though he’d been waiting for that, and leant over to whisper something in Yunho’s ear. The younger’s eyes lit up at what he heard, proud of his lead singer for thinking of such a thing.
“Junsu,” Yunho started once Jaejoong had returned to his position. “If you decide to forfeit, you won’t have to tell us how you masturbate…”
Junsu smiled gratefully, but it disappeared with Yunho’s next words.
“You’ll have to show us.”
As Junsu’s face dropped, Yoochun and Changmin’s lit up. Either way they’d get some jerk-off material, but a visual would be so much better than just imagining.
“I… I…” Junsu stuttered, trying to find a way out. He could just drop out of the game, but truth be told he was actually enjoying the way things were going - watching Changmin lick, bite and suck Yoochun’s nipples had made his blood boil, and having Yunho just sitting there naked made his heart beat a little bit faster than normal. Actually participating in things made him nervous though - what if he said or did something they didn’t like? Would they think he was weird? What if he totally embarrassed himself?
“What’s it going to be, Su?” Jaejoong asked, licking his lips and smiling seductively. “You going to give us a show?”
Junsu let out a noise of incredulity, not believing that the others would actually want to see that.
Though, I guess I’d be kind of interested to see them doing it… But, why would they want to see me!?
“No.” Junsu nodded once, mouth set in firm line. “No, I’ll answer the question…” As soon as he’d said the words though, his face paled. He realised that he was basically going to be talking dirty to the other members… and that the things he’d be saying would be about himself.
Yunho smirked, pleased that his request hadn’t scared Junsu off. Whilst he too would love to watch Junsu pleasuring himself, hearing about it would be almost as good.
“Off you go then,” he prompted.
Continued here
Pairing: OT5
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-shot
Genre: Smut
Summary: Junsu's bored, and Yunho has a solution.
“I’m bored.”
“And I care why?” Changmin didn’t look up from his computer; glasses perched on the end of his nose and fingers steadily typing out a message to Kibum. He resolutely ignored Junsu, who had just sprawled himself across his bed.
“Because I’m bored,” the older male whined, wriggling around and messing up the sheets. “Minnie, entertain me.” He pouted.
“No.”
With an annoyed sigh, Junsu sat up. “Why not!?”
“Because I’m busy,” Changmin replied, still not taking his eyes from the screen in front of him.
“What’re you doing?”
“Writing to Kibum.”
“Oooh, naughty writings?” Junsu asked, wagging his eyebrows.
This time Changmin did look over at him, but only to glare. “Hyung. Seriously. Why would I be sending ‘naughty writings’ to Kibum?”
Junsu deflated a little under the youngest’s stare, the glasses making him seem even more mature and condescending. He floundered for words for a moment before saying, “Well, I don’t know… 'Cause you two are…?”
Changmin scoffed. “Hyung, don’t believe everything Yoochun tells you.” He looked back towards his computer and resumed typing. “Kibum and I are just friends and I’d rather it stayed that way. Besides, I’m interested in somebody else…” He muttered the last part and before Junsu could comment on it, Changmin continued. “If you’re bored, why don’t you just go play a game or something?”
“Jaejoong-hyung’s using the TV.” Junsu pouted again, fiddling with the sheets beneath his fingers. “Some cooking show… So, yeah, I can’t play anything. Which sucks, because I just bought -”
“Hyung, I don’t care. Go bother someone else, okay?”
Junsu huffed. “Fine. You’re no fun anyway.” He got up dramatically, glaring at Changmin on his way out of their room. After sulking his way to the kitchen, he found Yunho sitting at the table, absently spinning an empty water bottle and staring off into space. Junsu sat down heavily, startling the leader.
“Hyung, I’m bored.” Junsu laid his head on the cool wood and closed his eyes. “And Changmin was mean to me.”
“Aww, what’d he do?” Yunho asked, reaching out to ruffle Junsu’s hair with his right hand whilst still twirling the bottle lazily with his left.
Junsu sighed. “He implied that I’m stupid. And he didn’t care that I’m bored. But I seriously have nothing to do Hyung!”
“Well, that’s not true,” Yunho said. “You could read a book or brush up on your Japanese or try to write some lyrics or -”
“Exactly!” Junsu exclaimed. “Nothing!” He rolled his head, opened his eyes and looked up at Yunho. “Please entertain me.”
Yunho smiled at the younger, amused at his dongsaeng’s whining. He stopped spinning the bottle for a moment, and when the narrow end landed pointing at Junsu, he got an idea to cure the smaller man’s boredom.
★ ★ ★
“Yah, Yunnie, I was watching that!” Jaejoong exclaimed as Yunho turned off the television.
“Sorry Boo, but it’s group bonding time!” Yunho said, pulling Jaejoong up from the sofa and sitting him down on the floor next to Junsu. “Now wait here whilst I get the other two.”
Jaejoong looked over to Junsu who was grinning happily, sitting cross-legged.
“Su, what’s going on?”
Junsu turned to the elder, still smiling widely. “Oh, well, I was bored, and Changmin was no help, but then I went to Yunho-hyung and he thought of something fun for us all to do!” Junsu beamed. “But, um, he didn’t actually tell me what it was… But it’s Yunho-hyung, so how could it be bad?”
Jaejoong looked doubtful, but nodded anyway to appease the younger. “I was watching something though…” Jaejoong murmured.
“I know Joongie, and I’m sorry,” Yunho said, coming back into the room with Yoochun and Changmin in tow. “But this’ll be fun, I promise!” He directed the younger two to sit down on the carpet as well before taking his own place in the circle. Putting the empty water bottle, which he was still holding, in the middle, Yunho stated, “We’re going to play Truth or Dare.”
Jaejoong’s eyes lit up in glee and Junsu let out a small sound of excitement. Changmin, however, was not impressed.
“Hyung, you called me out here for that? We’ve known each other for a while now; I’m not sure how many secrets we still have left.” He rolled his eyes, preparing to get up.
“Ah ah ah,” Yoochun admonished, holding onto Changmin’s arm. “You’re not going anywhere. I’m sure there’s still stuff we don’t know, and there’re always dares to be fulfilled.” Yoochun smirked and it was obvious that he was all ready thinking of various things to tease the members with.
Huffing, Changmin pulled his arm out of the elder’s grip. “Okay, fine, whatever. I’ll play. But let it be known that I am not happy about it.”
“Yeah, yeah, we got it,” Junsu said, reaching for the bottle. “Now let’s go!” He spun it enthusiastically, watching bright-eyed as it passed each member several times before slowly coming to a stop in front of Changmin. “Minnie! Truth or dare?” Junsu grinned.
“Truth,” Changmin said, looking rather disinterested and not at all worried about what Junsu may ask of him.
“Hmm…” Junsu thought for a moment before he smirked evilly, an idea formed to get revenge on the other, as he was so unhelpful earlier. “Okay… Was it you who ate the cookies Jaejoong-hyung made yesterday?”
Immediately, Changmin’s eyes widened in horror and Jaejoong snapped his head towards the youngest.
“What?” He gritted out, glaring. “Someone… Someone ate my cookies? My precious cookies, which I spent hours making, to give to my nieces and nephews? Those cookies?”
“Hyu-Hyung…” Changmin stuttered, subconsciously leaning away from the enraged elder and failing to notice Junsu smirking victoriously to himself. “I-I… I was… I didn’t mean to… It’s just… I was so hungry, and they were right there, and…”
Jaejoong’s fierce glower deepened, obviously not pleased with what he was hearing.
“I-I’m sorry…” Changmin finally croaked.
Sensing the building tension and realising that things could get ugly quickly, Yunho stepped in. He placed his right arm around Jaejoong’s shoulders comfortingly and softly rubbed the elder’s left arm, knowing the calming effect that it had on the lead singer. “Joongie, I know you worked hard, but what’s done is done. Changmin’s said he’s sorry and later on he will help you make more.” The leader glared at the youngest, daring him to argue. “Won’t you?”
Changmin nodded hastily, still wary. He may have been stronger than Jaejoong, but the band 'mother' could be damn scary when provoked.
Junsu, satisfied with the outcome of his question, prompted Changmin to spin the bottle so that the game could continue.
After ten minutes, Yoochun had blushingly spoken of just what he and his previous girlfriends had gotten up to (and where), Yunho had been forced to down a mysterious drink concocted by Junsu (and had subsequently looked a little green for the next few minutes), Jaejoong had revealed that yes, he used to try on his sisters’ clothes when he was younger, and Junsu was made to send a photograph of his naked behind to every member of Super Junior.
The other four members were still chuckling as the red-faced Junsu grabbed for the bottle, muttering about evil hyung-deul and a magnae who should know his place. The bottle landed pointing at Changmin and the youngest - not wanting to suffer a similar humiliation - chose truth once again.
Junsu glared at the taller boy for a moment before asking, “Earlier, when you said you were interested in someone… Who is it?”
“Forfeit,” Changmin declared, barely even letting Junsu finish his question.
“What, no! You can’t forfeit!” Junsu cried, looking at the others for confirmation.
“Sure he can,” Yunho shrugged.
“Yeah,” agreed Yoochun. He turned to Changmin, smirking. “It just means we get to give him a nasty dare…”
Though slightly cautious of Yoochun’s intentions, Changmin merely nodded. No way was he going to answer that question…
“Fine,” Junsu sighed angrily, crossing his arms. “But it better be something really good.”
“How about…” Jaejoong started.
“How about we make him do the rest of the game with no trousers on?” Yoochun grinned. Whilst not the worst dare he could think of, it was something he wouldn’t mind seeing and was bound to make Changmin at least a little uncomfortable.
Yunho was about to protest that they shouldn’t be too mean to the youngest when Jaejoong and Junsu cheered their approval of Yoochun’s idea, outnumbering him. He turned to Changmin, shrugging apologetically, but only received a scowl in return.
Changmin stood up and started unbuttoning his jeans to wolf whistles and catcalls from the other members. He rolled his eyes at their childishness but could feel the corners of his mouth twitching, amused at their enthusiasm.
Is me taking my clothes off really that entertaining?
When he was done, he threw the jeans behind him and sat back down, making sure that his boxers adequately covered him. He held onto them as he reached forwards to spin the bottle.
“Yoochun.” Changmin turned to the elder, a wicked smile crossing his features. “Truth or dare, Hyung?”
“Dare.”
“Okay, then I dare you to continue the game with neither your trousers nor your t-shirt on,” Changmin said smugly.
Yoochun just chuckled. “You want to see me naked that bad, Minnie? Could've just asked.” He winked at the taller boy as he started pulling his clothes of, noting the blush that spread across the once self-satisfied face. He giggled internally at how easy it was to tease the youngest.
Completely comfortable in only the tight boxers he was wearing, Yoochun sat down again casually and took his turn, the bottle this time landing on Junsu. He smirked as the other boy gulped nervously.
“…Truth.”
Junsu regretted his decision as Yoochun’s smirk widened and his eyes narrowed in intensity.
“So, Su, as we all know, your butt is pretty awesome.”
The others nodded in agreement and Junsu wondered why the hell his behind had to play a part on his every turn.
“But what I want to know is… Have you ever done anything to it?”
Jaejoong and Changmin both gasped, quickly looking at Junsu with curious eyes. Said boy only frowned, however, confused at the question.
“'Done anything to it'… You mean like surgical enhancements?” Junsu asked incredulously, eyebrows raised.
Yoochun chuckled. “No, Su. I mean… have you ever…” He paused, suddenly unsure about whether to continue. Was it too much to ask? However, when he heard Yunho’s sharp intake of breath, signalling that the leader had cottoned on to what Yoochun was implying, he went for it. “Have you ever put anything up your ass for pleasure?”
Despite his resolve to ask the question, Yoochun could feel his cheeks burning. Yunho, too, was blushing slightly, but both the oldest and youngest were still looking at Junsu with rapt attention, apparently eager for his answer.
“Wh-what!?” Junsu burst out when he finally comprehended what was being asked of him. “N-no! Why would I!? That’s… That’s!” He flailed, unable to find words conveying his disbelief. “Just because my butt’s big, it doesn’t mean I… No! Why would anyone do that!?”
Yoochun just shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. “Well, you never know…”
Junsu glared at him, puffing out his cheeks and somewhat diminishing the threatening effect. “No, Chunnie. My ass is off-limits, thank you.” He snatched up the bottle, spinning it angrily. “Right, Yunho-hyung, truth or dare?”
Startled, Yunho’s eyes quickly darted around the circle. “Um… Truth?”
Nodding harshly, Junsu thought for a moment. “Have you ever thought about stuff like that?”
“Stuff like… what?” Yunho asked, not understanding.
“You know, like what Chunnie asked. Gay stuff.”
Yunho was suddenly faced with four pairs of eyes; one set still slightly fuming, the other three very interested.
“I… Um…” He scanned the circle before settling his gaze upon his folded hands in his lap. “I don’t know… Maybe?” He heard four simultaneous gasps and winced, leaping quickly to explain. “It’s just, there’s so much fan service and stuff and our fans write those kinds of things about us and then I end up thinking, ‘Why does this kind of stuff appeal to them?’, you know?”
Yoochun, Jaejoong and Changmin all nodded, seemingly understanding and accepting Yunho’s reasoning, but Junsu still looked a little disbelieving.
Yunho-hyung… has… But, what’d he think about!?
Before Junsu could even begin to ask, Yunho took his turn and spun the bottle. It landed on Jaejoong, who replied, “Dare,” to Yunho’s question.
“I dare you… to tickle Junsu.” Yunho smiled, hoping that the mood would lighten with a silly dare.
Indeed, as Jaejoong smirked and tackled Junsu to the ground, digging his fingers into the other man’s sides, the other members’ laughter joined Junsu’s gleeful squeals for mercy. Pleased with his plan and glancing at Yoochun and Changmin to see their joyful faces, Yunho missed Jaejoong sneakily squeezing Junsu’s round behind, the resulting squeak easily mistaken for another consequence of being tickled.
As Jaejoong sat back up he winked at the younger, poking his tongue out to show that he was only teasing. Junsu quickly readjusted his t-shirt, which had become twisted around him in the struggle, willing his red cheeks to cool down.
Jaejoong-hyung was just being silly, don’t worry about it… And besides, it’s not like it’s the first time one of them’s grabbed my ass…
“Yoochun-ah!” Jaejoong smiled happily. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Yoochun said confidently.
“Okay then, I dare you to take Changmin’s top off!” Jaejoong smiled even wider watching Changmin’s jaw drop.
“Wha- Hyung!” Changmin exclaimed, but was unable to do much more as suddenly Yoochun’s hands were on his waist, his fingers running up his sides as he pulled the piece of fabric over the youngest’s head. As soon as it was off, Changmin self-consciously crossed his arms over his chest, embarrassed at being in such a state in front of the others. Yes, they’d seen each other naked before, but sitting in the living room in only his underwear whilst everyone else bar Yoochun was fully dressed was rather mortifying.
“Done! And next is…” Yoochun watched the bottle turn, eagerly anticipating his next ‘victim’. “Jaejoongie,” he smirked. “Again.”
Unafraid of what Yoochun may ask, Jaejoong said, “Think I’ll go for ‘Truth’ this time.” He nodded.
“Truth, huh? All right.” Yoochun was slightly wary of asking his intended question given Junsu’s reaction to his last one, but he thought that Jaejoong would be more open about those matters. “Have you ever had a wet dream about anyone here?” All eyes bugged out at him and Yoochun had to suppress a snort. As long as no one objected, he thought that these kinds of questions were far more entertaining.
“Yes,” Jaejoong answered calmly once he had gotten over his shock. This time it was he who was faced with the incredulous stares, coupled with a knowing smirk from Yoochun. They did share a room, after all…
“Oh my God, who!?” Junsu asked, eyes and mouth still wide.
Jaejoong smiled secretively. “Nuh uh, that’s another question.” Still with the same expression and ignoring the looks he was receiving, Jaejoong spun the bottle in the centre of the circle.
“Ugh, not again,” Junsu whined, his disapproving gaze on the tip of the bottle, which was pointed at him. “Um… Dare, I guess.” He pouted.
Jaejoong licked his lips subconsciously, raking his eyes over Junsu. “Take off your clothes.”
“What!?”
“Not all of them,” Jaejoong reassured. “You can keep your underwear. But the rest must come off.”
“Wha- Why!?”
“Because I dare you,” the elder answered simply, grinning at Junsu. “Besides, Min and Chunnie are just in their boxers…”
Junsu glared at Jaejoong. “And if I forfeit?”
Jaejoong’s grin turned feral. “Then you get something worse. Or better, depending on how you look at it.”
Junsu regarded him suspiciously, obviously not quite understanding what Jaejoong was implying. However, the fear of the unknown prompted him to start tugging his clothes off, far more messy about it than the other two had been. Huffing, he slammed his clothes down on the floor next to him.
“There. Happy?”
“Very.” Jaejoong winked, flustering Junsu for a moment.
He quickly regained his composure and reached for the bottle.
“Dare,” Yunho said when it landed on him.
“I dare you to strip Joongie-hyung.” Junsu pouted, crossing his arms. His intention was evidently to get back at the eldest, but by the eager look in the lead singer’s eyes he didn’t consider the dare a bad thing.
Yunho swallowed, nervously scanning Jaejoong.
The latter merely smirked at him, slowly raising his arms above his head in an invitation for Yunho to begin removing his clothes. “Go ahead Yunnie - I won’t bite.”
The look that Jaejoong shot the other seemed to imply otherwise, but undeterred, Yunho reached forwards to start his task.
Deciding to throw caution to the wind and play along with whatever it was that Jaejoong was doing, Yunho took his time in stripping the other. Gently, he took hold of the elder’s small waist, squeezing it lightly before trailing his hands around to Jaejoong’s back. His fingers spanned upwards ever so slightly before he brought them back down again and slipped them under Jaejoong’s t-shirt; the smaller male’s breath hitched at the contact. Looking into Jaejoong’s eyes, Yunho teasingly ran his fingers across the soft skin back to the front, one thumb sliding up to tease the belly-bar, the other sweeping down to graze just underneath the waistband of Jaejoong’s jeans; this time Jaejoong let out a small keening sound, startling Yunho a little but spurring him on nevertheless. He roughly moved his hands to Jaejoong’s waist once more, fingers hooking on fabric and practically ripping it off the lead singer.
Jaejoong squeaked, but his expression was pleased. He knelt up, hips and crotch pushed forwards in a blatant display of provocation. His eyes were hooded and a teasing smirk played across his features, as if daring Yunho to do more than what was required.
The younger smirked in return, one eyebrow raised, and reached forward to undo Jaejoong’s jeans. He pulled the material towards himself as he undid the zip, careful not to touch Jaejoong inappropriately.
The two seemed completely unaware of everybody else as Yunho looked back up and locked eyes with Jaejoong. He placed his hands on the smaller man’s waist, feeling the heat of his skin and subconsciously clenching his fingers. Softly trailing them downwards, he dipped his fingertips underneath the material covering Jaejoong’s hips and ever-so-slowly started inching them down, never breaking eye contact. His hands caressed the sides of the elder’s thighs, careful to keep the material of Jaejoong’s boxers in place. As the jeans slipped further down, so did Yunho’s hands, until he was met with the bare skin of Jaejoong’s legs, the lead singer twitching at the feel.
Still holding gazes with the other, Jaejoong sat back down, reaching his arms behind himself for balance and stretching his legs out in front, offering them to Yunho.
The latter moved his hands to the exposed skin of Jaejoong’s thigh once more. As he pulled the trousers the rest of the way off he teased his fingers along Jaejoong’s legs, tickling, smiling slightly at the elder’s trembling.
Once Jaejoong was seated in only his boxers, the two appeared to snap out of whatever trance they had been in, blushing and swiftly breaking eye contact. They turned to the others who were staring, mouths agape.
Did we go too far? Jaejoong thought, worrying his bottom lip. His previous confidence disappeared and he suddenly felt rather exposed.
Yunho was avoiding looking at anyone, embarrassed at how he had acted, but when prompted by Changmin he took his turn at spinning the bottle.
“Yoochun.” Yunho looked at the younger man. “Truth or dare?”
“…Truth.”
Yunho was quiet for a moment, then asked softly, “Have you ever done anything to your ass?”
Yoochun seemed nervous and quickly glanced at Junsu before looking down at his lap, whispering, “Yes…”
“You have?” Junsu gaped incredulously at Yoochun, who just nodded, eyes still downcast.
“Chunnie, your go,” Jaejoong said, halting any further questions.
Yoochun reached for the bottle, spun it and watched as it landed on Jaejoong.
Immediately, the eldest said, “Truth”. He shared a look with Yoochun and nodded imperceptibly.
Quickly, Yoochun asked, “Jae, what about you? Ever done anything to your ass?”
“Yep,” Jaejoong said happily, smiling. He too received an incredulous look from Junsu, but was more concerned with the grateful smile that he received from Yoochun. As such, he missed the looks that Yunho and Changmin shot each other, neither particularly surprised at the answer but both rather intrigued. “And now, it’s my go… Junsu!” He exclaimed once the bottle landed on the younger. “Truth or dare, Su?”
Junsu looked wary, apparently not as much of a fan of the game as he was to begin with. Not wanting to be asked another uncomfortable question and figuring that Jaejoong wouldn’t ask him to take his clothes off again (he was only wearing his boxers after all, and he didn’t think the elder was that mean), he chose dare.
“Pinch Changmin’s nipple.”
Both Yunho and Yoochun snorted, huge grins spreading across their faces. Changmin was spluttering, asking why he had to be involved in other people’s dares. Junsu on the other hand merely raised an eyebrow at Jaejoong and received an amused smirk in return. Maintaining eye contact with the lead singer, Junsu calmly reached over, slid his hand up Changmin’s torso (eliciting more spluttered protests) and pinched his left nipple, hard. Changmin yelped, making everyone else snicker.
“Really Jae-hyung, is that all you got?” Junsu was glad that his dare wasn’t that bad, but the need to tease the elder was to hard to resist - he just hoped that he wouldn’t actually get something worse next time. He spun the bottle and it landed on Yoochun. “Chunnie, truth or dare?”
Yoochun bit his lip, weighing his options. Eventually, he said, “Dare.”
“I dare you…” Junsu looked around, trying to find inspiration. His eyes lingered on the still fully dressed Yunho, but he couldn’t bring himself to instruct Yoochun to strip their leader (though he’d had no problem telling Yunho to strip Jaejoong). He finally settled on another replica of Jaejoong’s dare for him. “I dare you to pinch Joongie-hyung’s nipples.”
An amused smile crossed Yoochun’s face. “What, both of them?”
Junsu nodded, and Yoochun shrugged, still smiling.
He leant over the circle, arms outstretched. Jaejoong pushed his chest out, not even trying to hold back his grin. As Yoochun squeezed the small nubs Jaejoong closed his eyes, tilted his head back and let out a breathy moan. The eyes of all the others widened, surprised at Jaejoong’s reaction. Shaking his head at his soulmate, Yoochun chuckled and sat back down.
“My go now, right?” He asked, pleased that the mood was lightening up but still headed in a somewhat… interesting direction. It’d be a complete lie to say that he’d never thought about his other members in ‘that way’ before, so he was rather enjoying this turn of events. “Minnie.” He grinned at the younger, eyes disappearing into little half moons.
Changmin sighed. “Dare, I guess.” As much as it would embarrass him to do something to one of the others (as Yoochun was likely to make him do), the idea still thrilled him. His heart beat faster at the thought of being able to touch his hyung-deul (possibly sexually) with a valid excuse. Answering ‘Truth’ was out of the question though, in case he had to admit that (or something similar) out loud.
“Bite my nipples,” Yoochun said, grinning. He leant back on his arms so that his bare chest was more exposed.
Jaejoong let out a bark of laughter and neither Yunho nor Junsu could hold in their chuckles. Changmin gaped at the older boy but couldn’t help the amused smile that spread across his face.
“Hyung, you serious?”
“Absolutely,” Yoochun nodded, still beaming. He was glad that everyone found his dare funny - he was worried that it may not go down too well - but he was excited knowing what the youngest was about to do to him. His heart started thumping and he hoped that Changmin wouldn’t be able to hear.
Changmin licked his lips, eyes roaming Yoochun’s body until his gaze finally settled upon the small brown nipples, which were all ready looking a little perky from being exposed to the cool air. He leant forwards, lips parted.
Everybody watched in awe as Changmin’s mouth made contact with Yoochun’s chest, the wet heat on such a sensitive part making Yoochun writhe, eyes fluttering and breath hitching. Slowly, Changmin twirled his tongue around the nub, blowing on it slightly and coaxing it to hardness. Even Junsu, who had seemed a little opposed to these sorts of activities, couldn’t deny that it was an erotic sight.
When Changmin finally bit down, Yoochun let out a husky groan that had the other four shifting uncomfortably. Pleased with the effect that his mouth was having, though, Changmin continued to nibble on Yoochun’s nipple, eliciting more moans from the other.
Junsu definitely didn’t think that he should enjoy watching this as much as he was. But still, both he and the other two continued to stare with rapt attention.
“Ah, okay, that’s enough,” Yoochun said, breathing heavily and pushing at Changmin’s shoulder.
The younger boy gave his nipple one last lick before pulling away, grinning wickedly.
Yoochun sat back up, still panting, and rubbed at his damp chest. He would have loved for Changmin to continue, but his body was starting to respond and he didn’t want the others to see him in that state - or at least, not yet.
Changmin licked his lips, savouring Yoochun’s taste as he spun the bottle, eyes burning into Yunho’s as it landed on him.
“Truth or dare, Hyung?”
After a moment’s hesitation, he said, “Dare.”
From the look in Changmin’s eyes, the dare was bound to be… interesting… and Yunho couldn’t deny that he wanted to explore with the other members.
Or just explore their members… That’d work too.
Yunho blushed at his suddenly dirty thoughts, glad that no one else could hear them.
“Well, Hyung, I don’t think it’s fair that you’re the only one fully dressed, so I was going to ask you to do a strip-tease, but then I thought that that’d take too long -”
“See, he really does just want everyone naked,” Yoochun muttered, giggling.
Changmin quickly turned and punched him hard in the arm, effectively shutting him up.
“Anyway,” Changmin said, looking back at Yunho, “As I was saying, I think it’s unfair that you’re the only one not in just your underwear, so…” He trailed off, noticing how Yunho’s eyes widened and the colour drained from his face. “Oh come on Yunho-hyung, you couldn’t expect to stay in your clothes forever.” He rolled his eyes.
“Um, no, it’s not that…” Yunho said, feeling a chill run through his body. He swallowed heavily. “It’s, um… This morning, I uh, I couldn’t find any clean underwear, so…” He left the sentence hanging, feeling his face infuse with blood.
“Ew, Hyung, you’re wearing dirty underwear!?” Junsu exclaimed, nose wrinkling.
Yoochun grinned in Yunho’s direction, watching the older man squirm. “No, Su - he’s not wearing any underwear.”
“Well, you’ll just have to get naked then, won’t you?” Changmin grinned at Yunho, who blanched.
“What!?”
“To be honest Hyung, it was probably going to happen sooner or later… Besides, you’re our leader; you should lead us!” Yoochun said, smiling greasily.
“…Into nudity?” Yunho raised an eyebrow, not believing what was being suggested.
“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Jaejoong said, nodding. “Now stop stalling and take your clothes off.” He tugged on Yunho’s sleeve, trying to get him to hurry up.
Yunho looked around, expression like a kicked puppy, eyes pleading with them not to make him do this. He found no sympathy though, only eagerness - even from Junsu. Sighing, Yunho stripped his t-shirt off and dropped it in his lap before reaching underneath it to undo his jeans. Using the t-shirt to preserve his modesty, he started shuffling his jeans down, still seated. It was not an easy task.
“Uh, Yunho-hyung, what’re you doing?” Junsu asked, looking at the leader curiously.
“I’m getting undressed, obviously,” Yunho muttered, still struggling with his trousers.
“Yeah, but…” Junsu looked at the t-shirt covering Yunho’s crotch.
“He’s right, Yunnie,” Jaejoong nodded sagely. “You should be completely naked, with nothing covering you."
Yunho gaped at him, but seeing Jaejoong’s serious face he huffed and turned his head away.
“Fine. But I hope you know I hate you all.” He scowled, pouting a little, and pulled his jeans the rest of the way off. Slipping one hand underneath the t-shirt, he attempted to cover everything. He shifted his position so that he was no longer sitting cross-legged in another attempt to hide himself, finally throwing the t-shirt away.
Once he had, the other members grinned, leering at him like perverts. He swore he would make the next person get naked too…
“Junsu.” He smirked at the young man. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth,” Junsu said, eyes wide. As much as he didn’t want to answer any more sexual questions, the knowledge that Yunho was probably going to make him get naked as well (leader compassion be damned) made him more nervous.
Yunho scowled again, annoyed that he’d have to remain the only nude one for now.
“Fine…” Suddenly, a wicked idea popped into his head. It’d probably make Junsu ridiculously uncomfortable, but he was sure that the others would enjoy it, as would he. “Okay, so, we’ve established that when you masturbate, you don’t include any ass-play,” Yunho said, very matter-of-factly.
All ready Junsu was blushing and the others seemed intrigued as to where this was going.
“So, what I want to know is… When you masturbate, what do you do?” Yunho smirked as Junsu’s jaw dropped. “And I want explicit details, please.”
When everybody was silent, though, he was worried that perhaps he’d gone too far.
Shit, maybe they’re not as in to it as I thought… Fuck.
However, when he looked at the other three he could see their glazed expressions (hell, Changmin was even drooling a little) and he knew that his members were as turned on by the thought of sweet, innocent Junsu touching himself as he was. He just hoped that Junsu wouldn’t kill him for asking.
Junsu bit his lip, eyes wide and apprehensive. After a long pause he timidly said, “…Forfeit?”
Jaejoong grinned naughtily, as though he’d been waiting for that, and leant over to whisper something in Yunho’s ear. The younger’s eyes lit up at what he heard, proud of his lead singer for thinking of such a thing.
“Junsu,” Yunho started once Jaejoong had returned to his position. “If you decide to forfeit, you won’t have to tell us how you masturbate…”
Junsu smiled gratefully, but it disappeared with Yunho’s next words.
“You’ll have to show us.”
As Junsu’s face dropped, Yoochun and Changmin’s lit up. Either way they’d get some jerk-off material, but a visual would be so much better than just imagining.
“I… I…” Junsu stuttered, trying to find a way out. He could just drop out of the game, but truth be told he was actually enjoying the way things were going - watching Changmin lick, bite and suck Yoochun’s nipples had made his blood boil, and having Yunho just sitting there naked made his heart beat a little bit faster than normal. Actually participating in things made him nervous though - what if he said or did something they didn’t like? Would they think he was weird? What if he totally embarrassed himself?
“What’s it going to be, Su?” Jaejoong asked, licking his lips and smiling seductively. “You going to give us a show?”
Junsu let out a noise of incredulity, not believing that the others would actually want to see that.
Though, I guess I’d be kind of interested to see them doing it… But, why would they want to see me!?
“No.” Junsu nodded once, mouth set in firm line. “No, I’ll answer the question…” As soon as he’d said the words though, his face paled. He realised that he was basically going to be talking dirty to the other members… and that the things he’d be saying would be about himself.
Yunho smirked, pleased that his request hadn’t scared Junsu off. Whilst he too would love to watch Junsu pleasuring himself, hearing about it would be almost as good.
“Off you go then,” he prompted.
Continued here