Bait Bus - Second Seduction
Title: Bait Bus
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Length: Two-shot (2/2)
Genre: Smut
Summary: Where unsuspecting men are lured into a van by a beautiful girl, only to be offered an interesting opportunity with an even more beautiful boy…
Disclaimery A/N: This is based off the porn site " Bait Bus". I admit, I stole their idea and used it for my own fangirly purposes.
First Seduction (Yunho/Jaejoong)
Junsu was nervous. Very nervous.
He couldn’t believe that he’d let Changmin talk him into this… He knew that his friend had just been trying to help him out though - after all, he was 23 and still a virgin, desperate to know what sex was like but far too shy to approach anyone.
Changmin worked for a gay porn site, tricking gullible young men into having sex with other men through promises of money and an attractive woman in his bed. The guy that Changmin used to work with quit recently, having found himself someone to settle down with (and apparently have crazy-hot sex with, but Junsu tended to tune Changmin out when he started mumbling about that).
So, with a new vacancy and his best friend still wanting to experience certain things, Changmin had offered Junsu a position in his porn-making escapades.
And now here he was, apprehensively waiting in the van with Boa whilst Changmin and Hyori were off baiting the guy who was to take Junsu’s virginity.
He thought that he had a right to be a little scared… Everyone gets scared before their first time, right? Except, most people don’t do it in front of other people in the back of a van with a video camera pointed at them the whole time…
However, before he could ponder on it anymore, the door opened to reveal Hyori and one of the sexiest men that Junsu had ever seen.
His dark hair was cut in waves down to his shoulders, his clothes showing off his finely sculpted figure. His smiling eyes widened slightly when he caught sight of Junsu, kissable lips forming a small ‘o’. Obviously, he hadn’t been expecting to see someone else…
Junsu smiled slightly at the man before looking away, embarrassed. No way would such a gorgeous man be willing to touch Junsu, no matter how much money he were offered.
Hyori shut the door behind the two and Changmin jumped into the front seat, signalling to Boa that it was time to get the show on the road - literally.
“So, have you done many interviews like this before?” Changmin asked, turning around in his seat to point his video camera at the newcomer.
Sexy Guy - as Junsu had dubbed him - grinned, unconsciously sending Junsu’s heart racing and his stomach churning.
So hot…
“Well, you didn’t really explain it that well, so I’m not entirely sure.” His voice was deep, deeper than expected, and Junsu could already imagine how erotic it would be to have that voice whispering dirty things in his ear.
Okay, maybe I can go through with this after all… I wouldn’t mind my first time being with him…
Junsu blushed, knowing that he shouldn’t be thinking those kinds of things. He was about to trick the guy into gay sex for his own gain; he shouldn’t be looking forwards to corrupting him like that.
Out of his peripheral vision he saw Hyori take her top off and blushed deeper. He wasn’t used to seeing anyone less than fully clothed in real life (being friends with Changmin meant he’d seen a lot of porn), but he knew that he’d have to get used to it soon.
Less than a minute later, Sexy Guy removed his shirt too. Junsu decided that ‘Sexy Guy’ was indeed an apt name. His torso was lean and lightly muscled, neither bulky nor underdeveloped. He looked as though he had hidden strength and the thought of what he could do to Junsu made the smaller man’s blood boil.
He couldn’t stop staring at Sexy Guy, roaming his eyes hungrily over his body. He was startled, then, when he glanced up to Sexy Guy’s face and found him looking right at him, an amused smirk in place. Junsu’s cheeks flared red and he quickly averted his gaze.
Shit! Changmin told me to try to be invisible! That the guys get freaked out when they’re too aware of another guy watching them… Crap.
He heard Sexy Guy - fuck, that voice… - talking to Hyori again and he hoped that he hadn’t made too big a blunder. Changmin would not be happy if he ruined his porn…
When he peeked out of the corner of his eye he saw Hyori undoing the guy’s jeans. He wondered what she and Changmin had said to convince him to do this. He should probably start paying attention, actually, since his part was coming up.
Hyori finished stripping Sexy Guy, his wonderful body on full display. Junsu couldn’t help but stare this time. Sexy Guy didn’t seem to mind the attention though, as he gripped his hardening cock and stroked it, looking straight at the camera.
“How would you like Hyori to suck you off?” Changmin asked and Sexy Guy’s hand faltered in its movements.
Junsu swore that his eyes landed on him for a moment before he turned to look at Hyori.
Picking up his stroking once again, Sexy Guy asked, “Seriously?”
Hyori nodded and licked her lips.
Sexy Guy grinned, and once again Junsu briefly caught his eye, but then he was nodding, agreeing to the proposition.
“Ooh, how about she blindfolds you?” Changmin suggested, as though it was something kinky that he’d just thought of at that moment, instead of something that was required.
Sexy Guy’s hand tightened around himself. “Yeah, that’d be hot…”
Junsu was convinced that that voice alone could make him come. It was as he was thinking this that Sexy Guy looked directly at him, biting his lips whilst still grinning and pumping his hand up and down. Junsu squeaked quietly and turned away, anticipation thrumming through his veins.
I’ll have that in my mouth in just a moment… And if things go well, hopefully I’ll have it in my ass, too…
His mouth watered and his hole twitched at the thought. Just because he was a blushing virgin, it didn’t mean that he didn’t have desires… And right then, he desired that man inside him, any way he could get.
“Okay, I’ll just put this on then…” Hyori said, leaning over Sexy Guy and tying the blindfold behind his head. Junsu wondered why none of the guys ever asked why she just happened to have a blindfold… He figured they were too horny to care.
“Now just sit back and enjoy.” Changmin turned the camera towards Junsu, nodding at him to move over to Sexy Guy.
Junsu swallowed harshly, lust warring with nerves. He wanted to suck this guy - he did. It’s just that he’d never done it before, so what if he was awful? What if Sexy Guy hated it? What if he could tell straight away that it wasn’t Hyori? What if he tried to kill Junsu when he found out who it really was!?
Before Junsu could scare himself anymore he quickly approached Sexy Guy, a determined look on his face. He grasped the thick, pulsing cock - shit, it didn’t look this wide from over there - and slid it as far into his mouth as possible. He gagged, of course, tears already trying to escape from the corner of his eyes and throat contracting involuntarily.
Sexy Guy seemed to like it though, if the groan he gave was any indication. However, Junsu wasn’t about to willingly do that again, so instead he settled for suckling on the head, using his hand to massage the rest. His tongue swished back and forth, teasing, winding around and up and down and dipping into the slit, tasting a little of Sexy Guy’s pre-come.
Junsu moaned, having never experienced that particular flavour before, and sucked harder, trying to get more. Sexy Guy writhed, fingers clenching and cock jerking. Encouraged, Junsu attempted to take more inside his mouth. He breathed deeply and tried his hardest to relax, slowly easing his lips down. He couldn’t get it all in - no way - but maybe if he practiced enough…
He was so caught up in his task that he almost missed Changmin telling Sexy Guy to take his blindfold off. Junsu had seen the reactions of other guys they’d baited and was suddenly afraid. He didn’t want Sexy Guy to be angry with him!
As the blindfold came off, so too did Junsu’s mouth. He stared up wide-eyed at the young man, the tip of his cock still in his mouth when Sexy Guy caught sight of him. He’d never been so embarrassed…
Junsu quickly scampered to the other side of the van, prepared for the enraged outburst that was sure to follow. All he heard was a deep groan though and when he looked back, Sexy Guy had his hands covering his crotch and his eyes squeezed tight.
Junsu looked up at Changmin, confused, but his friend just looked back with the same perplexed expression.
“Uh…” Hyori stammered, looking at Changmin for guidance. Boa was glancing at the rear-view mirror frantically, trying to see what was going on.
Shit, I didn’t bite him did I? Junsu was suddenly worried. He thought that he’d kept his teeth out of the way, like Changmin had instructed, but maybe when he pulled away he’d been too harsh?
“What…” Sexy Guy took a deep breath. “What’s going on…?”
Finally back in familiar territory (sort of), Changmin jumped in. “All right, look, I can explain this… See, Hyori really enjoys watching two guys go at it, so if you just fuck a guy for a little bit, she’ll get so hot that you’ll be able to do her too.”
Sexy Guy looked around incredulously. “Are you serious? You want me to fuck a guy so that I can fuck a girl?”
“Hey, it’s what she likes,” Changmin said. “You want to fuck her, don’t you? Well, this is what turns her on.” As Sexy Guy continued to gape at him, he continued. “Okay, I know it may be a little hard to understand, but would you do it?”
Sexy Guy spluttered, turning to Junsu, who was blushing furiously and trying to avoid making eye contact. “Would I…” His eyes raked over the smaller man before he looked back at Changmin, calculating. “Are you serious?”
Junsu winced, a little hurt. Was he really that unappealing? His hopes of sleeping with the gorgeous stranger plummeted, but he tried to remember what Changmin had told him - they all say no at first, they just need a little money to sweeten the deal.
“If you sleep with him, I’ll give you a million won.”
Sexy Guy’s jaw dropped. “Oh my God, you are serious…” He whispered, shaking his head. “You honestly… You’d pay me, to sleep with him.”
“Uh, yeah,” Changmin said, finding the question a little odd.
“Well okay then.” Sexy Guy grinned in Junsu’s direction, making the latter’s heart flutter.
Changmin seemed surprised at how easily Sexy Guy agreed, but it made his job easier. “Great! Just sit back and enjoy then… If it’ll make it easier, you can always pretend you’re doing a girl.”
Sexy Guy was barely listening to Changmin, eyes focused on Junsu as he slowly started to take his clothes off.
Junsu’s heart began to race and he breathed deeply, concentrating on getting naked without falling over (it wasn’t the easiest thing to do in a moving van, he discovered). After he’d removed his shirt he glanced up at Sexy Guy, only to find him staring at him intently, hand moving lazily over his cock. Startled, Junsu looked away, blushing, and missed the smirk that crossed Sexy Guy’s face.
Once Junsu was completely naked he made his way to the seat at the back of the van, attempting to cover his obvious arousal, much to the amusement of Sexy Guy. He looked to Changmin for instructions, knowing that the younger would want to direct how this worked.
“All right, let’s start from behind.”
Junsu nodded and turned around, resting his arms on the seat and kneeling on the floor. He was more than a little embarrassed, presenting his ass to Changmin and Hyori (and Boa, too, if she could see it from the mirror), but he knew that it was necessary. He tried to ignore them, ignore the fact that he was on camera, and looked up at Sexy Guy.
“Before we do this…” Sexy Guy said, grinning down at him. “Could I at least know your name?”
Junsu gaped, shocked that he was about to have sex with a guy (for the first time, and all) when they didn’t even know the other’s name. “Oh, um… I’m Junsu,” he said and smiled shyly.
“Junsu, huh?”
Oh God, my name sounds so good in his voice…
“I’m Yoochun. Nice to meet you.”
“Yoochun…” Junsu tested the name out, half-preparing to scream it later. He knew that probably wouldn’t be the best idea though - Changmin had said that the guys don’t like to be reminded that they’re doing it with another guy, so keeping quiet was probably the best option.
Changmin coughed from behind the camera, signalling them to get on with it.
As Yoochun - Junsu was glad to finally know his name - knelt down too, Hyori slid a condom and a tube of lubrication along the floor. Junsu smiled at her gratefully, having completely forgotten about them. All he could think about was how it would feel to have that thick cock inside of him.
Junsu picked up the condom, fumbling with the wrapper slightly before getting it open. He remembered what Changmin had told him, how he had to make sure that it was the right way up, and to pinch the tip of the rubber before rolling it on. He reached for Yoochun, hands trembling.
The taller man shivered as Junsu took hold of him. He watched, entranced, as the other bit his lip, concentrating fully on what he was doing.
Junsu glanced up when he was done, meeting Yoochun’s eyes briefly. Yoochun smiled encouragingly, but Junsu quickly looked away, cheeks red. He grabbed for the lube, squirting some into his hand messily before smearing it over Yoochun’s cock, covering it as much as possible. Breathing harshly, he turned around and rested his arms on the seat once again. He bowed his head, nervous but ready.
“Will you be okay with no preparation?” He heard Yoochun ask from behind. He felt the man’s thick cock rub against the crease in his ass and quivered, simultaneously tensing and pushing back against the wonderfully foreign feeling.
“Um, I don’t know…” Junsu stammered. Whispering, he continued, “It’s my first time, so…”
“It’s your first time!?” Yoochun asked, shocked. Thankfully he was speaking lowly, so that only Junsu could hear. “You mean… First time ever? You’ve never had sex before?”
Junsu shook his head and bit his lip, embarrassed. Maybe he shouldn’t have said that…
Yoochun’s hands came to rest on his hips, fingers stroking the skin gently. “It’ll probably hurt, you know… Do you want me to prepare you first?”
A small sound escaping his throat, Junsu turned his head to face Yoochun. He would… “Why?” He managed to ask.
“Why?” Yoochun chuckled, thumbs brushing over the curves of Junsu’s ass, but his eyes were smiling, locked on the smaller male’s. “Because like I said, it’ll probably hurt otherwise. Besides, this is your first time - I don’t want it to suck.”
Junsu’s heart throbbed, touched. He was surprised that the other man wanted this to be bearable for him; from what Changmin had said, most of the guys tried to get the gay sex out of the way as quickly as possible and didn’t care much for the one in Junsu’s position. However, Junsu was grateful that Yoochun was different.
“So are you guys going to fuck or what?” Changmin prompted, apparently getting impatient.
“I was just wondering if it’d be okay if I prepped him,” Yoochun said, hands still rubbing circles on Junsu’s sides.
Changmin looked gob-smacked, that having been the last thing he was expecting to hear. “Uh… Yeah. Sure. Go ahead!”
Yoochun smiled softly and picked up the tube of lubricant. He put some on his fingers, coating them thoroughly, and used his other hand to spread Junsu’s cheeks. The smaller man whimpered, causing Yoochun’s cock to twitch. Slowly, he trailed his index finger down Junsu’s cleft, just brushing slightly over his previously untouched entrance.
Junsu clenched his muscles unconsciously at the touch, hearing Yoochun chuckle lightly behind him. Embarrassed, he ducked his head lower and wiggled his behind, hoping that Yoochun would take the hint and stop teasing.
However, the older male was rather enjoying teasing the younger and continued to press gently against the small opening. He was basking in the sounds that Junsu was making, aware of how cruel he was being but unable to stop.
Fed up, Junsu bucked his hips, causing Yoochun’s well-lubricated finger to suddenly slip inside. Both gasped, aroused. Yoochun began to pump his finger; not removing it, merely shifting it inside of Junsu, running the pad of his fingertip repeatedly over the smaller man’s prostate.
Junsu keened, back arching and muscles trembling. He’d fingered himself, of course, but never had it felt like this.
“More…” He murmured.
Yoochun swallowed, cock jumping. He drew his finger halfway out and pushed it back in with another.
Junsu whined at the stretch, undulating. He moved back onto Yoochun’s digits, fucking himself with them, and squeezed his muscles, trying to pull the fingers deeper inside.
Swiftly, Yoochun added another finger, amazed at how well Junsu was taking them. The smaller groaned at the feel, hesitating, allowing himself a moment or two to get used to it before he was moving again, thrusting back forcefully.
Yoochun couldn’t keep his eyes off the sight, watching transfixed as three of his fingers disappeared inside of that wonderful ass over and over. Changmin was zooming right in, wondering why he’d never suggested preparation before - it was ridiculously hot.
Junsu spread his legs further and tilted his head back. “More,” he pleaded.
“M-more?” Yoochun asked. At Junsu’s impatient nod he reached for the lube, pulling his fingers out and re-coating them, along with his little finger. He quickly thrust them back in, delighting in the pleasured moan that Junsu let out.
Junsu knew that he probably looked like a shameless whore, writhing and gasping on another man’s fingers, but he honestly didn’t care. It felt amazing. Why had he never had sex before!?
Much to his surprise, the fact that he was being filmed only turned him on more. Despite his previous anxiety, he found that the thought of others being able to see him like this - see him twitching and panting and consumed with carnal pleasure - turned him on immensely.
Deciding that whilst Yoochun’s fingers felt fantastic, they weren’t going deep enough, Junsu pulled away so that the digits slid out of him. He turned around, eyes smouldering. His gaze dropped to Yoochun’s erection and he noticed that it was stiff and pulsing, ready for action.
Looking up to Yoochun’s face, Junsu pleaded with his eyes, not wanting to say what he wanted but hoping that Yoochun would understand anyway.
He did, and he grinned in response.
Yoochun knelt directly behind Junsu, one hand resting on his waist and the other steadying his member, pressing it against Junsu’s well-prepared hole. He moaned as he slipped inside, Junsu’s tight walls encasing him perfectly.
Junsu breathed deeply, comforted by Yoochun’s hands, which were rubbing soothing circles on his sides. He felt the other man lean over him slightly, the whole curve of his behind pressed against the other. It felt intimate, and Junsu smiled softly.
As Yoochun started to move, Junsu gripped tightly onto the seat in front of him. It wasn't as painful as he’d imagined - nowhere near - and the feel of Yoochun’s thick cock pushing into him was overwhelming. He felt as though he was burning up, his whole body getting hotter with every shift of hips.
Yoochun’s hands slid underneath him and tickled up his chest. The other man teased his nipples, running his thumbs over them, brining them to peaks, and then just gently rubbed around the edge. Junsu whined and Yoochun took pity, pinching the nubs harshly but quickly soothing them again with his fingers and thumbs.
Getting into the rhythm, Junsu rocked back more forcefully against Yoochun, feeling his cock press into him harder. Every thrust would brush over his prostate, his pleasure escalating rapidly.
Changmin must have sensed this, for he quickly interrupted, instructing them to change positions. In normal circumstances he’d ask Junsu to ride Yoochun, but he didn’t think that his friend would be able to hold himself up very well, so instead he told them to lie down chest-to-back, spooning. It would be easier for Junsu, but it would also be an amazing angle for the camera.
Yoochun pulled out slowly, already missing the tight heat clamping down on him, and pulled Junsu away from the seat, lying him down gently. Junsu whined, his hole feeling horribly empty.
Once they were positioned appropriately, Yoochun tenderly ran his hand along Junsu’s side, over his hip and down to his knee. He lifted the leg, exposing Junsu’s twitching entrance. Yoochun lined his cock up once again and thrust inside, more roughly this time but still gentle enough not to hurt the other in any way.
Changmin zoomed in, confused at the guy’s caring actions but happy that his friend’s first time was being made enjoyable.
Junsu moaned, cracking his eyes open and seeing Changmin pointing the camera directly at the place where his and Yoochun’s bodies joined. He moaned again, a little louder.
Why was being watched turning him on so much? He couldn’t bring himself to care right then though, feeling Yoochun slam inside of him. He definitely should have started having sex sooner…
Yoochun lifted Junsu’s leg a little higher, angled a little differently, and the pleasured cry that Junsu emitted made his cock pulse. He continued to drive in at that angle, chest pressed tight against the body in front of him, feeling Junsu’s firm cheeks rub against his pelvis with every movement.
With one arm holding Junsu’s leg and the other trying to keep balance, Yoochun couldn’t touch Junsu in any other way. He quickly decided to change that. Without being asked, Yoochun pulled out and rolled Junsu over onto his back.
The smaller man let out a startled squeak, not expecting the sudden action. He stared up at Yoochun, breath hitching at the look in the other’s eyes. He whimpered, excited by the lustful gleam, and wondered just what Yoochun would do to him, here, in front of the others and on film.
Wrapping Junsu’s legs around his waist, Yoochun tilted the other’s hips and thrust deeply inside. Junsu threw his head back, choking on a groan. He writhed, trying to push down further onto Yoochun.
The taller man only bent him over more, one arm coming to rest by the side of Junsu’s head, their faces only inches apart.
Both panted, gasping for air, hotter than they’d ever been.
Junsu practically screamed when he felt a hand wrap around his cock, moving slowly, in complete contrast to the rapid pounding of his ass. He wanted to cry, beg Yoochun to go faster, but no words would form, only meaningless whines and whimpers.
Yoochun felt a hand on his back and whipped his head around, startled. He looked wide-eyed at Changmin, who motioned for him to move back. At Yoochun’s confused expression, Changmin pointed to the camera, then to the lower half of the two men, indicating that he couldn’t see anything.
With a frustrated groan Yoochun pulled away, sitting up. However, he soon realised the merits of this position, as he now had a perfect view of his cock plunging into Junsu’s tight hole, spreading him open.
Junsu’s back arched, the new position bringing new sensations. Forcing his eyes open, he looked down to see Yoochun’s fingers around his stiff cock, pumping up and down. As Yoochun sat up more firmly he was also able to see the base of Yoochun’s cock, disappearing and reappearing as it thrust inside of him. He groaned roughly, aroused, and felt his entrance clench around Yoochun.
As he let his head drop back Junsu saw Changmin leaning over them, mouth open in amazement and camera directed at their joined bodies. Junsu whimpered and writhed, cock twitching, knowing that this video would soon be available for anyone to see. Anyone would be able to watch him getting thoroughly fucked in the ass, see another guy’s cock pushing into him, see how he came all over himself from the feeling…
Fuck, he was going to come.
Junsu tried to warn Yoochun, moaning incoherently and fingers grasping at nothing. His eyes begged, knowing that Changmin wanted Yoochun to pull out and come on him, but unable to do anything about it.
Luckily Changmin understood. “Yoochun, Junsu’s about to come.”
Yoochun groaned, driving harder into the other and pulling on his cock more forcefully.
“When he’s done, take the condom off and come on him, okay?”
Yoochun groaned again, eyes squeezing tight.
Junsu was squirming, writhing, just on the brink of orgasm. He looked into Yoochun’s face as the other opened his eyes, and they locked gazes. Yoochun gave a particularly hard thrust, grasping Junsu’s cock tighter, and suddenly he was coming, moaning loudly and thrashing, inner walls constricting around Yoochun and making the other swear. His cock pulsed, jerking in Yoochun’s hold, and shot streams of white over himself, decorating his chest and belly.
Yoochun’s hips continued to pump, a determined look on his face, and once he was sure that Junsu was empty he quickly pulled out, ripping the condom off and flinging it somewhere unknown. He took hold of himself, pulling frantically, the image of Junsu coming still swimming through his mind.
With a shout he came, eyes fluttering shut and mouth gaping, hand still on his erection.
Junsu whimpered as Yoochun’s come hit him, feeling dirty and loving it. His legs were still spread, abused entrance still on display, and he knew that Changmin would record it all.
Yoochun fell to the side of Junsu, panting. A blissful expression adorned his face and Junsu was happy that he was the one who caused it. Even if the guy would hate him once he found out that he’d been tricked, he was glad that he could bring him pleasure for even a small amount of time.
And hey, he wasn’t a virgin anymore! His fingers trailed down, feeling around his hole and marvelling at what he’d just done. He kind of wanted to do it again…
“So, Yoochun, you just fucked a guy,” Changmin said, and Junsu scowled at his best friend.
Geez Min, way to ruin the afterglow…
Yoochun nodded, still smiling happily. His chest heaved, nipples erect. Junsu had a sudden urge to lean over and lick one, but knew that once the sex was over he was supposed to get dressed. They had to keep up the pretence, after all…
Dejectedly, he reached for the towel that he was to use to clean up and quickly ran it over his chest, erasing any signs of what had gone on.
He turned away from Yoochun, sluggishly pulling his clothes back on. He couldn’t bring himself to look at the man, knowing how he’d just deceived him and enjoyed every second of it.
He was a horrible person, using someone for his own pleasure like that… And Yoochun had been so nice to him too, preparing him so that it didn’t hurt, stroking him so that he didn’t have to do it himself.
Junsu looked up at Changmin, expression displaying his worries. Changmin continued to point the camera at Yoochun, who was now getting re-dressed as well, smirking. Changmin gazed sympathetically at his friend though, wondering if suggesting this hasn’t been the best idea in the world…
Once he was fully clothed, Junsu went back to his previous place: sitting in the corner with his back against the front seat. He pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his head on them, looking out of the window.
“Okay, there’s a motel here,” Boa called from the front seat, “so we’ll drop you and Hyori off. She’s got the money, so don’t worry about that.”
Yoochun looked startled as they pulled up to the curb and quickly glanced outside. He bit his lip, looking over at Junsu, then to Hyori.
She smirked and winked.
“Have fun!” Changmin shouted as the two climbed out of the van. He carried on filming them but was watching Junsu.
The smaller man was observing the exchange out of the corner of his eye, a pout on his plump lips.
Junsu knew that Hyori would be telling Yoochun that she’d left the money in the van, for him to wait there, but he desperately wanted to hear Yoochun’s sexy voice one last time.
Hyori turned back towards them, a large grin on her pretty face, and quickly jumped in. As she slammed the door closed she leant over to say something to Boa. The other woman nodded and the van pulled off, speeding away. Still, Changmin continued to film Yoochun running after them.
Junsu sighed, knowing that their brief encounter was over. He wouldn’t regret it though, no matter how guilty he felt - what he’d done with Yoochun had been amazing. He started to stand up, planning to go and sit on the back seat with Hyori, when Boa suddenly slammed on the brakes and he fell, sprawling over the floor.
“Yah, what the hell!?” Junsu got up and glared angrily.
Boa smirked at him over her shoulder and he saw Hyori moving out of his peripheral vision.
He turned towards her, shocked as she opened the door of the van and even more surprised to see a grinning Yoochun standing there.
Junsu didn’t have time to wonder what was going on as Hyori pushed him, sending him straight into Yoochun’s arms. He looked up at the taller man, eyes wide and uncomprehending.
“Have fun, Su!” He heard from behind and found the others waving at him, Changmin looking happily relieved.
“Wha-” His question was cut off as Hyori closed the door in his face and the van quickly drove off.
Junsu turned slowly, heart pumping. He raised his eyes to meet Yoochun’s and saw the other looking down at him, a sweet smile on his face.
When Junsu’s perplexed expression didn’t go away, Yoochun leant down slowly, his lips only a centimetre from the other man’s. Seeing no signs of rejection, Yoochun gradually closed the gap, just pressing his lips lightly against the others.
Junsu gasped, pulling away. “What, um, why… You… I…”
Yoochun laughed, bringing Junsu back towards him. “You think I’ve never heard of the Bait Bus? I knew what was going on, Junsu. And I wanted it. Wanted you.”
Junsu’s breath hitched, heart rate increasing.
“I believe that you were a virgin, but I can’t understand how… You’re so fucking sexy.” Yoochun leant down, nipping Junsu’s neck, and the smaller man shivered.
“But you… Hyori…”
“Why would I want Hyori?” Yoochun looked into Junsu’s eyes, cupping his face. “As soon as I stepped into that van, I only had eyes for you.”
“But, but you thought she… She was…”
Yoochun looked down, embarrassed. “I was imagining that it was you… Plus, I had to see whether it really was the Bait Bus or not… See whether I’d really get a chance to be with you.” He leered at Junsu, making his words seem greasy rather than romantic.
However, since Yoochun was currently palming his ass with his other hand, Junsu didn’t much care.
“So you… You liked having sex with me?” Junsu mumbled, hesitant.
Yoochun nodded and dipped his head down again, suckling at the skin under Junsu’s ear.
“And you… You knew you wouldn’t get paid or have sex with Hyori?”
Yoochun nodded again, biting the lobe.
“Do you maybe… want to…”
“Have sex again?” Yoochun asked, grinning. He pulled back to look at Junsu properly.
The smaller man blushed deeply but nodded his head. His fingers were flexing on Yoochun’s sleeves in anticipation.
Yoochun brought their mouths back together, the faintest brush of lips on lips. “I’d love to,” he whispered.
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Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Length: Two-shot (2/2)
Genre: Smut
Summary: Where unsuspecting men are lured into a van by a beautiful girl, only to be offered an interesting opportunity with an even more beautiful boy…
Disclaimery A/N: This is based off the porn site " Bait Bus". I admit, I stole their idea and used it for my own fangirly purposes.
First Seduction (Yunho/Jaejoong)
Junsu was nervous. Very nervous.
He couldn’t believe that he’d let Changmin talk him into this… He knew that his friend had just been trying to help him out though - after all, he was 23 and still a virgin, desperate to know what sex was like but far too shy to approach anyone.
Changmin worked for a gay porn site, tricking gullible young men into having sex with other men through promises of money and an attractive woman in his bed. The guy that Changmin used to work with quit recently, having found himself someone to settle down with (and apparently have crazy-hot sex with, but Junsu tended to tune Changmin out when he started mumbling about that).
So, with a new vacancy and his best friend still wanting to experience certain things, Changmin had offered Junsu a position in his porn-making escapades.
And now here he was, apprehensively waiting in the van with Boa whilst Changmin and Hyori were off baiting the guy who was to take Junsu’s virginity.
He thought that he had a right to be a little scared… Everyone gets scared before their first time, right? Except, most people don’t do it in front of other people in the back of a van with a video camera pointed at them the whole time…
However, before he could ponder on it anymore, the door opened to reveal Hyori and one of the sexiest men that Junsu had ever seen.
His dark hair was cut in waves down to his shoulders, his clothes showing off his finely sculpted figure. His smiling eyes widened slightly when he caught sight of Junsu, kissable lips forming a small ‘o’. Obviously, he hadn’t been expecting to see someone else…
Junsu smiled slightly at the man before looking away, embarrassed. No way would such a gorgeous man be willing to touch Junsu, no matter how much money he were offered.
Hyori shut the door behind the two and Changmin jumped into the front seat, signalling to Boa that it was time to get the show on the road - literally.
“So, have you done many interviews like this before?” Changmin asked, turning around in his seat to point his video camera at the newcomer.
Sexy Guy - as Junsu had dubbed him - grinned, unconsciously sending Junsu’s heart racing and his stomach churning.
So hot…
“Well, you didn’t really explain it that well, so I’m not entirely sure.” His voice was deep, deeper than expected, and Junsu could already imagine how erotic it would be to have that voice whispering dirty things in his ear.
Okay, maybe I can go through with this after all… I wouldn’t mind my first time being with him…
Junsu blushed, knowing that he shouldn’t be thinking those kinds of things. He was about to trick the guy into gay sex for his own gain; he shouldn’t be looking forwards to corrupting him like that.
Out of his peripheral vision he saw Hyori take her top off and blushed deeper. He wasn’t used to seeing anyone less than fully clothed in real life (being friends with Changmin meant he’d seen a lot of porn), but he knew that he’d have to get used to it soon.
Less than a minute later, Sexy Guy removed his shirt too. Junsu decided that ‘Sexy Guy’ was indeed an apt name. His torso was lean and lightly muscled, neither bulky nor underdeveloped. He looked as though he had hidden strength and the thought of what he could do to Junsu made the smaller man’s blood boil.
He couldn’t stop staring at Sexy Guy, roaming his eyes hungrily over his body. He was startled, then, when he glanced up to Sexy Guy’s face and found him looking right at him, an amused smirk in place. Junsu’s cheeks flared red and he quickly averted his gaze.
Shit! Changmin told me to try to be invisible! That the guys get freaked out when they’re too aware of another guy watching them… Crap.
He heard Sexy Guy - fuck, that voice… - talking to Hyori again and he hoped that he hadn’t made too big a blunder. Changmin would not be happy if he ruined his porn…
When he peeked out of the corner of his eye he saw Hyori undoing the guy’s jeans. He wondered what she and Changmin had said to convince him to do this. He should probably start paying attention, actually, since his part was coming up.
Hyori finished stripping Sexy Guy, his wonderful body on full display. Junsu couldn’t help but stare this time. Sexy Guy didn’t seem to mind the attention though, as he gripped his hardening cock and stroked it, looking straight at the camera.
“How would you like Hyori to suck you off?” Changmin asked and Sexy Guy’s hand faltered in its movements.
Junsu swore that his eyes landed on him for a moment before he turned to look at Hyori.
Picking up his stroking once again, Sexy Guy asked, “Seriously?”
Hyori nodded and licked her lips.
Sexy Guy grinned, and once again Junsu briefly caught his eye, but then he was nodding, agreeing to the proposition.
“Ooh, how about she blindfolds you?” Changmin suggested, as though it was something kinky that he’d just thought of at that moment, instead of something that was required.
Sexy Guy’s hand tightened around himself. “Yeah, that’d be hot…”
Junsu was convinced that that voice alone could make him come. It was as he was thinking this that Sexy Guy looked directly at him, biting his lips whilst still grinning and pumping his hand up and down. Junsu squeaked quietly and turned away, anticipation thrumming through his veins.
I’ll have that in my mouth in just a moment… And if things go well, hopefully I’ll have it in my ass, too…
His mouth watered and his hole twitched at the thought. Just because he was a blushing virgin, it didn’t mean that he didn’t have desires… And right then, he desired that man inside him, any way he could get.
“Okay, I’ll just put this on then…” Hyori said, leaning over Sexy Guy and tying the blindfold behind his head. Junsu wondered why none of the guys ever asked why she just happened to have a blindfold… He figured they were too horny to care.
“Now just sit back and enjoy.” Changmin turned the camera towards Junsu, nodding at him to move over to Sexy Guy.
Junsu swallowed harshly, lust warring with nerves. He wanted to suck this guy - he did. It’s just that he’d never done it before, so what if he was awful? What if Sexy Guy hated it? What if he could tell straight away that it wasn’t Hyori? What if he tried to kill Junsu when he found out who it really was!?
Before Junsu could scare himself anymore he quickly approached Sexy Guy, a determined look on his face. He grasped the thick, pulsing cock - shit, it didn’t look this wide from over there - and slid it as far into his mouth as possible. He gagged, of course, tears already trying to escape from the corner of his eyes and throat contracting involuntarily.
Sexy Guy seemed to like it though, if the groan he gave was any indication. However, Junsu wasn’t about to willingly do that again, so instead he settled for suckling on the head, using his hand to massage the rest. His tongue swished back and forth, teasing, winding around and up and down and dipping into the slit, tasting a little of Sexy Guy’s pre-come.
Junsu moaned, having never experienced that particular flavour before, and sucked harder, trying to get more. Sexy Guy writhed, fingers clenching and cock jerking. Encouraged, Junsu attempted to take more inside his mouth. He breathed deeply and tried his hardest to relax, slowly easing his lips down. He couldn’t get it all in - no way - but maybe if he practiced enough…
He was so caught up in his task that he almost missed Changmin telling Sexy Guy to take his blindfold off. Junsu had seen the reactions of other guys they’d baited and was suddenly afraid. He didn’t want Sexy Guy to be angry with him!
As the blindfold came off, so too did Junsu’s mouth. He stared up wide-eyed at the young man, the tip of his cock still in his mouth when Sexy Guy caught sight of him. He’d never been so embarrassed…
Junsu quickly scampered to the other side of the van, prepared for the enraged outburst that was sure to follow. All he heard was a deep groan though and when he looked back, Sexy Guy had his hands covering his crotch and his eyes squeezed tight.
Junsu looked up at Changmin, confused, but his friend just looked back with the same perplexed expression.
“Uh…” Hyori stammered, looking at Changmin for guidance. Boa was glancing at the rear-view mirror frantically, trying to see what was going on.
Shit, I didn’t bite him did I? Junsu was suddenly worried. He thought that he’d kept his teeth out of the way, like Changmin had instructed, but maybe when he pulled away he’d been too harsh?
“What…” Sexy Guy took a deep breath. “What’s going on…?”
Finally back in familiar territory (sort of), Changmin jumped in. “All right, look, I can explain this… See, Hyori really enjoys watching two guys go at it, so if you just fuck a guy for a little bit, she’ll get so hot that you’ll be able to do her too.”
Sexy Guy looked around incredulously. “Are you serious? You want me to fuck a guy so that I can fuck a girl?”
“Hey, it’s what she likes,” Changmin said. “You want to fuck her, don’t you? Well, this is what turns her on.” As Sexy Guy continued to gape at him, he continued. “Okay, I know it may be a little hard to understand, but would you do it?”
Sexy Guy spluttered, turning to Junsu, who was blushing furiously and trying to avoid making eye contact. “Would I…” His eyes raked over the smaller man before he looked back at Changmin, calculating. “Are you serious?”
Junsu winced, a little hurt. Was he really that unappealing? His hopes of sleeping with the gorgeous stranger plummeted, but he tried to remember what Changmin had told him - they all say no at first, they just need a little money to sweeten the deal.
“If you sleep with him, I’ll give you a million won.”
Sexy Guy’s jaw dropped. “Oh my God, you are serious…” He whispered, shaking his head. “You honestly… You’d pay me, to sleep with him.”
“Uh, yeah,” Changmin said, finding the question a little odd.
“Well okay then.” Sexy Guy grinned in Junsu’s direction, making the latter’s heart flutter.
Changmin seemed surprised at how easily Sexy Guy agreed, but it made his job easier. “Great! Just sit back and enjoy then… If it’ll make it easier, you can always pretend you’re doing a girl.”
Sexy Guy was barely listening to Changmin, eyes focused on Junsu as he slowly started to take his clothes off.
Junsu’s heart began to race and he breathed deeply, concentrating on getting naked without falling over (it wasn’t the easiest thing to do in a moving van, he discovered). After he’d removed his shirt he glanced up at Sexy Guy, only to find him staring at him intently, hand moving lazily over his cock. Startled, Junsu looked away, blushing, and missed the smirk that crossed Sexy Guy’s face.
Once Junsu was completely naked he made his way to the seat at the back of the van, attempting to cover his obvious arousal, much to the amusement of Sexy Guy. He looked to Changmin for instructions, knowing that the younger would want to direct how this worked.
“All right, let’s start from behind.”
Junsu nodded and turned around, resting his arms on the seat and kneeling on the floor. He was more than a little embarrassed, presenting his ass to Changmin and Hyori (and Boa, too, if she could see it from the mirror), but he knew that it was necessary. He tried to ignore them, ignore the fact that he was on camera, and looked up at Sexy Guy.
“Before we do this…” Sexy Guy said, grinning down at him. “Could I at least know your name?”
Junsu gaped, shocked that he was about to have sex with a guy (for the first time, and all) when they didn’t even know the other’s name. “Oh, um… I’m Junsu,” he said and smiled shyly.
“Junsu, huh?”
Oh God, my name sounds so good in his voice…
“I’m Yoochun. Nice to meet you.”
“Yoochun…” Junsu tested the name out, half-preparing to scream it later. He knew that probably wouldn’t be the best idea though - Changmin had said that the guys don’t like to be reminded that they’re doing it with another guy, so keeping quiet was probably the best option.
Changmin coughed from behind the camera, signalling them to get on with it.
As Yoochun - Junsu was glad to finally know his name - knelt down too, Hyori slid a condom and a tube of lubrication along the floor. Junsu smiled at her gratefully, having completely forgotten about them. All he could think about was how it would feel to have that thick cock inside of him.
Junsu picked up the condom, fumbling with the wrapper slightly before getting it open. He remembered what Changmin had told him, how he had to make sure that it was the right way up, and to pinch the tip of the rubber before rolling it on. He reached for Yoochun, hands trembling.
The taller man shivered as Junsu took hold of him. He watched, entranced, as the other bit his lip, concentrating fully on what he was doing.
Junsu glanced up when he was done, meeting Yoochun’s eyes briefly. Yoochun smiled encouragingly, but Junsu quickly looked away, cheeks red. He grabbed for the lube, squirting some into his hand messily before smearing it over Yoochun’s cock, covering it as much as possible. Breathing harshly, he turned around and rested his arms on the seat once again. He bowed his head, nervous but ready.
“Will you be okay with no preparation?” He heard Yoochun ask from behind. He felt the man’s thick cock rub against the crease in his ass and quivered, simultaneously tensing and pushing back against the wonderfully foreign feeling.
“Um, I don’t know…” Junsu stammered. Whispering, he continued, “It’s my first time, so…”
“It’s your first time!?” Yoochun asked, shocked. Thankfully he was speaking lowly, so that only Junsu could hear. “You mean… First time ever? You’ve never had sex before?”
Junsu shook his head and bit his lip, embarrassed. Maybe he shouldn’t have said that…
Yoochun’s hands came to rest on his hips, fingers stroking the skin gently. “It’ll probably hurt, you know… Do you want me to prepare you first?”
A small sound escaping his throat, Junsu turned his head to face Yoochun. He would… “Why?” He managed to ask.
“Why?” Yoochun chuckled, thumbs brushing over the curves of Junsu’s ass, but his eyes were smiling, locked on the smaller male’s. “Because like I said, it’ll probably hurt otherwise. Besides, this is your first time - I don’t want it to suck.”
Junsu’s heart throbbed, touched. He was surprised that the other man wanted this to be bearable for him; from what Changmin had said, most of the guys tried to get the gay sex out of the way as quickly as possible and didn’t care much for the one in Junsu’s position. However, Junsu was grateful that Yoochun was different.
“So are you guys going to fuck or what?” Changmin prompted, apparently getting impatient.
“I was just wondering if it’d be okay if I prepped him,” Yoochun said, hands still rubbing circles on Junsu’s sides.
Changmin looked gob-smacked, that having been the last thing he was expecting to hear. “Uh… Yeah. Sure. Go ahead!”
Yoochun smiled softly and picked up the tube of lubricant. He put some on his fingers, coating them thoroughly, and used his other hand to spread Junsu’s cheeks. The smaller man whimpered, causing Yoochun’s cock to twitch. Slowly, he trailed his index finger down Junsu’s cleft, just brushing slightly over his previously untouched entrance.
Junsu clenched his muscles unconsciously at the touch, hearing Yoochun chuckle lightly behind him. Embarrassed, he ducked his head lower and wiggled his behind, hoping that Yoochun would take the hint and stop teasing.
However, the older male was rather enjoying teasing the younger and continued to press gently against the small opening. He was basking in the sounds that Junsu was making, aware of how cruel he was being but unable to stop.
Fed up, Junsu bucked his hips, causing Yoochun’s well-lubricated finger to suddenly slip inside. Both gasped, aroused. Yoochun began to pump his finger; not removing it, merely shifting it inside of Junsu, running the pad of his fingertip repeatedly over the smaller man’s prostate.
Junsu keened, back arching and muscles trembling. He’d fingered himself, of course, but never had it felt like this.
“More…” He murmured.
Yoochun swallowed, cock jumping. He drew his finger halfway out and pushed it back in with another.
Junsu whined at the stretch, undulating. He moved back onto Yoochun’s digits, fucking himself with them, and squeezed his muscles, trying to pull the fingers deeper inside.
Swiftly, Yoochun added another finger, amazed at how well Junsu was taking them. The smaller groaned at the feel, hesitating, allowing himself a moment or two to get used to it before he was moving again, thrusting back forcefully.
Yoochun couldn’t keep his eyes off the sight, watching transfixed as three of his fingers disappeared inside of that wonderful ass over and over. Changmin was zooming right in, wondering why he’d never suggested preparation before - it was ridiculously hot.
Junsu spread his legs further and tilted his head back. “More,” he pleaded.
“M-more?” Yoochun asked. At Junsu’s impatient nod he reached for the lube, pulling his fingers out and re-coating them, along with his little finger. He quickly thrust them back in, delighting in the pleasured moan that Junsu let out.
Junsu knew that he probably looked like a shameless whore, writhing and gasping on another man’s fingers, but he honestly didn’t care. It felt amazing. Why had he never had sex before!?
Much to his surprise, the fact that he was being filmed only turned him on more. Despite his previous anxiety, he found that the thought of others being able to see him like this - see him twitching and panting and consumed with carnal pleasure - turned him on immensely.
Deciding that whilst Yoochun’s fingers felt fantastic, they weren’t going deep enough, Junsu pulled away so that the digits slid out of him. He turned around, eyes smouldering. His gaze dropped to Yoochun’s erection and he noticed that it was stiff and pulsing, ready for action.
Looking up to Yoochun’s face, Junsu pleaded with his eyes, not wanting to say what he wanted but hoping that Yoochun would understand anyway.
He did, and he grinned in response.
Yoochun knelt directly behind Junsu, one hand resting on his waist and the other steadying his member, pressing it against Junsu’s well-prepared hole. He moaned as he slipped inside, Junsu’s tight walls encasing him perfectly.
Junsu breathed deeply, comforted by Yoochun’s hands, which were rubbing soothing circles on his sides. He felt the other man lean over him slightly, the whole curve of his behind pressed against the other. It felt intimate, and Junsu smiled softly.
As Yoochun started to move, Junsu gripped tightly onto the seat in front of him. It wasn't as painful as he’d imagined - nowhere near - and the feel of Yoochun’s thick cock pushing into him was overwhelming. He felt as though he was burning up, his whole body getting hotter with every shift of hips.
Yoochun’s hands slid underneath him and tickled up his chest. The other man teased his nipples, running his thumbs over them, brining them to peaks, and then just gently rubbed around the edge. Junsu whined and Yoochun took pity, pinching the nubs harshly but quickly soothing them again with his fingers and thumbs.
Getting into the rhythm, Junsu rocked back more forcefully against Yoochun, feeling his cock press into him harder. Every thrust would brush over his prostate, his pleasure escalating rapidly.
Changmin must have sensed this, for he quickly interrupted, instructing them to change positions. In normal circumstances he’d ask Junsu to ride Yoochun, but he didn’t think that his friend would be able to hold himself up very well, so instead he told them to lie down chest-to-back, spooning. It would be easier for Junsu, but it would also be an amazing angle for the camera.
Yoochun pulled out slowly, already missing the tight heat clamping down on him, and pulled Junsu away from the seat, lying him down gently. Junsu whined, his hole feeling horribly empty.
Once they were positioned appropriately, Yoochun tenderly ran his hand along Junsu’s side, over his hip and down to his knee. He lifted the leg, exposing Junsu’s twitching entrance. Yoochun lined his cock up once again and thrust inside, more roughly this time but still gentle enough not to hurt the other in any way.
Changmin zoomed in, confused at the guy’s caring actions but happy that his friend’s first time was being made enjoyable.
Junsu moaned, cracking his eyes open and seeing Changmin pointing the camera directly at the place where his and Yoochun’s bodies joined. He moaned again, a little louder.
Why was being watched turning him on so much? He couldn’t bring himself to care right then though, feeling Yoochun slam inside of him. He definitely should have started having sex sooner…
Yoochun lifted Junsu’s leg a little higher, angled a little differently, and the pleasured cry that Junsu emitted made his cock pulse. He continued to drive in at that angle, chest pressed tight against the body in front of him, feeling Junsu’s firm cheeks rub against his pelvis with every movement.
With one arm holding Junsu’s leg and the other trying to keep balance, Yoochun couldn’t touch Junsu in any other way. He quickly decided to change that. Without being asked, Yoochun pulled out and rolled Junsu over onto his back.
The smaller man let out a startled squeak, not expecting the sudden action. He stared up at Yoochun, breath hitching at the look in the other’s eyes. He whimpered, excited by the lustful gleam, and wondered just what Yoochun would do to him, here, in front of the others and on film.
Wrapping Junsu’s legs around his waist, Yoochun tilted the other’s hips and thrust deeply inside. Junsu threw his head back, choking on a groan. He writhed, trying to push down further onto Yoochun.
The taller man only bent him over more, one arm coming to rest by the side of Junsu’s head, their faces only inches apart.
Both panted, gasping for air, hotter than they’d ever been.
Junsu practically screamed when he felt a hand wrap around his cock, moving slowly, in complete contrast to the rapid pounding of his ass. He wanted to cry, beg Yoochun to go faster, but no words would form, only meaningless whines and whimpers.
Yoochun felt a hand on his back and whipped his head around, startled. He looked wide-eyed at Changmin, who motioned for him to move back. At Yoochun’s confused expression, Changmin pointed to the camera, then to the lower half of the two men, indicating that he couldn’t see anything.
With a frustrated groan Yoochun pulled away, sitting up. However, he soon realised the merits of this position, as he now had a perfect view of his cock plunging into Junsu’s tight hole, spreading him open.
Junsu’s back arched, the new position bringing new sensations. Forcing his eyes open, he looked down to see Yoochun’s fingers around his stiff cock, pumping up and down. As Yoochun sat up more firmly he was also able to see the base of Yoochun’s cock, disappearing and reappearing as it thrust inside of him. He groaned roughly, aroused, and felt his entrance clench around Yoochun.
As he let his head drop back Junsu saw Changmin leaning over them, mouth open in amazement and camera directed at their joined bodies. Junsu whimpered and writhed, cock twitching, knowing that this video would soon be available for anyone to see. Anyone would be able to watch him getting thoroughly fucked in the ass, see another guy’s cock pushing into him, see how he came all over himself from the feeling…
Fuck, he was going to come.
Junsu tried to warn Yoochun, moaning incoherently and fingers grasping at nothing. His eyes begged, knowing that Changmin wanted Yoochun to pull out and come on him, but unable to do anything about it.
Luckily Changmin understood. “Yoochun, Junsu’s about to come.”
Yoochun groaned, driving harder into the other and pulling on his cock more forcefully.
“When he’s done, take the condom off and come on him, okay?”
Yoochun groaned again, eyes squeezing tight.
Junsu was squirming, writhing, just on the brink of orgasm. He looked into Yoochun’s face as the other opened his eyes, and they locked gazes. Yoochun gave a particularly hard thrust, grasping Junsu’s cock tighter, and suddenly he was coming, moaning loudly and thrashing, inner walls constricting around Yoochun and making the other swear. His cock pulsed, jerking in Yoochun’s hold, and shot streams of white over himself, decorating his chest and belly.
Yoochun’s hips continued to pump, a determined look on his face, and once he was sure that Junsu was empty he quickly pulled out, ripping the condom off and flinging it somewhere unknown. He took hold of himself, pulling frantically, the image of Junsu coming still swimming through his mind.
With a shout he came, eyes fluttering shut and mouth gaping, hand still on his erection.
Junsu whimpered as Yoochun’s come hit him, feeling dirty and loving it. His legs were still spread, abused entrance still on display, and he knew that Changmin would record it all.
Yoochun fell to the side of Junsu, panting. A blissful expression adorned his face and Junsu was happy that he was the one who caused it. Even if the guy would hate him once he found out that he’d been tricked, he was glad that he could bring him pleasure for even a small amount of time.
And hey, he wasn’t a virgin anymore! His fingers trailed down, feeling around his hole and marvelling at what he’d just done. He kind of wanted to do it again…
“So, Yoochun, you just fucked a guy,” Changmin said, and Junsu scowled at his best friend.
Geez Min, way to ruin the afterglow…
Yoochun nodded, still smiling happily. His chest heaved, nipples erect. Junsu had a sudden urge to lean over and lick one, but knew that once the sex was over he was supposed to get dressed. They had to keep up the pretence, after all…
Dejectedly, he reached for the towel that he was to use to clean up and quickly ran it over his chest, erasing any signs of what had gone on.
He turned away from Yoochun, sluggishly pulling his clothes back on. He couldn’t bring himself to look at the man, knowing how he’d just deceived him and enjoyed every second of it.
He was a horrible person, using someone for his own pleasure like that… And Yoochun had been so nice to him too, preparing him so that it didn’t hurt, stroking him so that he didn’t have to do it himself.
Junsu looked up at Changmin, expression displaying his worries. Changmin continued to point the camera at Yoochun, who was now getting re-dressed as well, smirking. Changmin gazed sympathetically at his friend though, wondering if suggesting this hasn’t been the best idea in the world…
Once he was fully clothed, Junsu went back to his previous place: sitting in the corner with his back against the front seat. He pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his head on them, looking out of the window.
“Okay, there’s a motel here,” Boa called from the front seat, “so we’ll drop you and Hyori off. She’s got the money, so don’t worry about that.”
Yoochun looked startled as they pulled up to the curb and quickly glanced outside. He bit his lip, looking over at Junsu, then to Hyori.
She smirked and winked.
“Have fun!” Changmin shouted as the two climbed out of the van. He carried on filming them but was watching Junsu.
The smaller man was observing the exchange out of the corner of his eye, a pout on his plump lips.
Junsu knew that Hyori would be telling Yoochun that she’d left the money in the van, for him to wait there, but he desperately wanted to hear Yoochun’s sexy voice one last time.
Hyori turned back towards them, a large grin on her pretty face, and quickly jumped in. As she slammed the door closed she leant over to say something to Boa. The other woman nodded and the van pulled off, speeding away. Still, Changmin continued to film Yoochun running after them.
Junsu sighed, knowing that their brief encounter was over. He wouldn’t regret it though, no matter how guilty he felt - what he’d done with Yoochun had been amazing. He started to stand up, planning to go and sit on the back seat with Hyori, when Boa suddenly slammed on the brakes and he fell, sprawling over the floor.
“Yah, what the hell!?” Junsu got up and glared angrily.
Boa smirked at him over her shoulder and he saw Hyori moving out of his peripheral vision.
He turned towards her, shocked as she opened the door of the van and even more surprised to see a grinning Yoochun standing there.
Junsu didn’t have time to wonder what was going on as Hyori pushed him, sending him straight into Yoochun’s arms. He looked up at the taller man, eyes wide and uncomprehending.
“Have fun, Su!” He heard from behind and found the others waving at him, Changmin looking happily relieved.
“Wha-” His question was cut off as Hyori closed the door in his face and the van quickly drove off.
Junsu turned slowly, heart pumping. He raised his eyes to meet Yoochun’s and saw the other looking down at him, a sweet smile on his face.
When Junsu’s perplexed expression didn’t go away, Yoochun leant down slowly, his lips only a centimetre from the other man’s. Seeing no signs of rejection, Yoochun gradually closed the gap, just pressing his lips lightly against the others.
Junsu gasped, pulling away. “What, um, why… You… I…”
Yoochun laughed, bringing Junsu back towards him. “You think I’ve never heard of the Bait Bus? I knew what was going on, Junsu. And I wanted it. Wanted you.”
Junsu’s breath hitched, heart rate increasing.
“I believe that you were a virgin, but I can’t understand how… You’re so fucking sexy.” Yoochun leant down, nipping Junsu’s neck, and the smaller man shivered.
“But you… Hyori…”
“Why would I want Hyori?” Yoochun looked into Junsu’s eyes, cupping his face. “As soon as I stepped into that van, I only had eyes for you.”
“But, but you thought she… She was…”
Yoochun looked down, embarrassed. “I was imagining that it was you… Plus, I had to see whether it really was the Bait Bus or not… See whether I’d really get a chance to be with you.” He leered at Junsu, making his words seem greasy rather than romantic.
However, since Yoochun was currently palming his ass with his other hand, Junsu didn’t much care.
“So you… You liked having sex with me?” Junsu mumbled, hesitant.
Yoochun nodded and dipped his head down again, suckling at the skin under Junsu’s ear.
“And you… You knew you wouldn’t get paid or have sex with Hyori?”
Yoochun nodded again, biting the lobe.
“Do you maybe… want to…”
“Have sex again?” Yoochun asked, grinning. He pulled back to look at Junsu properly.
The smaller man blushed deeply but nodded his head. His fingers were flexing on Yoochun’s sleeves in anticipation.
Yoochun brought their mouths back together, the faintest brush of lips on lips. “I’d love to,” he whispered.
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