Cousins 2/3
Title: Cousins 2/3
Pairing: Jaejoong/Junsu (ninja YooSu in this part)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't want to be related to them in any way, because that would just make my dreams/fantasies really awkward. I wouldn't mind owning them, but alas, I don't.
Summary: It started out as practice.
Warning: underage experimentation and sex, incest (JaeSu are first cousins)
Poster by 0xkaiia0x - thank you! It's beautiful! ♥
Part 2:
Fifteen years old:
“Oh thank god you’re here I have so much I have to tell you and it’s a huge secret and you can’t tell anyone,” Junsu whisper-hissed in Jaejoong’s ear as they hugged. “Hurry up and take your things upstairs and we’ll go to the park or something and hurry it’s like crazy big huge news.”
Jaejoong laughed and hurried upstairs with his suitcase. He was staying a whole week while his parents went to his father’s grandparents’ house. He didn’t understand everything, but his mom had said that his grandmother was going to be living with them from now on.
The best part of this trip was that Junho was at baseball camp until Friday.
He tossed his stuff on Junsu’s bed and then barreled back out of the room. Junsu was waiting for him on the last stair, almost bouncing with excitement.
“Mom we’re going to the park we’ll be back by dinner so don’t call until then!” Junsu said and pushed Jaejoong out the door.
His mom said something in return, but Junsu slammed the door on it. He started running.
His excitement spread and Jaejoong ran after him, half racing all the way to the park.
Their feet hit grass and Junsu spurred ahead, leading the way to the backside of the restrooms. He made sure no one was with hearing distanced and then stopped, leaning against the wall. Jaejoong put his hands on his knees for a moment and caught his breath.
Junsu grabbed him and pushed him against the wall, kissing him roughly, stealing his breath away in a different manner. Jaejoong moaned into his mouth and easily wrapped his arms around him.
“So guess what?” Junsu said after their hello kiss of fifty-four seconds.
“What?”
“My music teacher is a pervert.”
“Huh?”
Junsu laughed and continued, “Like three weeks ago, I was playing the piano and he touched my shoulders. No big deal right. And then a couple of days after that, he called me to stay after class and said all this shit about how I was a good pianist. But it was like he couldn’t stop looking at my ass. I totally called him out on it and he was like, ‘oh no, no’ and so to shut him up, I kissed him.”
“What?” Jaejoong demanded. There was a pang in his heart that he didn’t understand.
“Yeah, I know. Anyway. He was like, on the attack after that, and … I almost told him about you, but then I figured that would be really bad. He’s really hot, Jae. All the girls think so, anyway.”
“But you kissed him.”
Junsu bit his lip. “We kinda did more than that.”
Dreading his response, Jaejoong asked anyway. “What else did you do?”
“He stroked me off. Right on the piano bench, Jae. It was hot. And then he taught me how to suck his cock.”
Jaejoong inhaled sharply. “W-what?”
Junsu’s fingers went to Jaejoong’s belt, loosening it and trying to push his pants down too soon. “I want to show you.”
“Junsu.”
“What?” Junsu asked and dropped to his knees. He unbuttoned Jaejoong’s jeans and lowered the zipper.
Jaejoong couldn’t breathe. They’d touched each other so often, but this was … this was different. They weren’t in a dark bedroom under covers; they were in a park in broad daylight.
“Su-ah,” Jaejoong said, hissing when Junsu reached for his dick.
Junsu frowned up at him. “Don’t you want to?”
Jaejoong swallowed and nodded. “B-but here?”
Junsu grinned. “It’ll be quick.” He pulled Jaejoong’s cock out of his boxers. And just stared. Eyes slightly wide. He licked his lips.
Jaejoong stopped breathing as Junsu leaned forward. He moaned at the first sensual slide of tongue on the crown of his dick. Junsu stroked him, making him so hard, and then heat engulfed him. Jaejoong cried out, hips jerking forward. His palms were flat on the wall, knees slightly bent.
Junsu held the base of his dick and licked around the head. Around and around, before closing his mouth around the tip. Jaejoong bit his hand as his body shook. His eyes were open wide in shock, watching as more and more of his dick disappeared into Junsu’s mouth.
“Su, I’m, fuck!” Jaejoong slammed his head back against the wall and his knees threatened to give out as he came in Junsu’s mouth. Junsu didn’t stop sucking on him for long after, and Jaejoong finally opened his eyes and looked down. Junsu was looking up at him. There was a clump of come sliding down his cheek.
Jaejoong blushed and looked away, shivering from how sensitive his dick was now.
With one last slurp, Junsu let him go and stood up. Jaejoong tried to tuck himself back into his pants, but Junsu stopped him. He gripped Jaejoong’s dick and their lips met. The tangy flare of come greeted him and he made a face.
Junsu laughed. “You all right?”
Jaejoong nodded, still trying to get his breath back.
“Awesome, isn’t it?”
He nodded again. “Did your teacher teach you anything else?”
Junsu laughed. “No, but he kept telling me that he wanted to fuck me, so maybe-”
“Don’t let him,” Jae said, voice firm.
Junsu tilted his head to the side in question. “Why not? He’s pretty hot.”
“Just … I don’t-don’t let him. It’s wrong and, this is too, but h-he’s … Just don’t. I don’t want someone else to-I just don’t.”
Junsu cupped Jaejoong’s face in his hands and made him look at him. “Okay. I won’t. I promise.”
They kissed again, and Jaejoong shivered, remembering his dick was still hanging out of his pants. He was going to button up, but then Junsu’s hand was around him, and Junsu’s cock bumped his and he leaned against the wall and kissed Junsu harshly while Junsu stroked them off.
“When we go to bed tonight, do you want to practice sucking on me?” Junsu whispered into their kiss.
Jaejoong shivered and nodded. “Yes, fuck yes.”
Seventeen years old:
“So what are you going to do for college?” Junsu asked. He yanked blades of grass out of the ground and tossed them to the side.
Jaejoong stared at the sky, fingers brushing through Junsu’s hair. He’d laid his head in Jaejoong’s lap almost twenty minutes ago. “I’m going to business school, I guess.”
“You guess.”
“Yeah. That’s what Dad says I should do. I think it’d be cool. I want to own a business one day, maybe. What about you?”
“Junho is going to college first. Mom says I should do my military service.”
Jaejoong froze. “S-should we go together?”
“Yeah, right,” Junsu said. He turned his head and nuzzled Jaejoong’s crotch.
Jaejoong laughed and pushed him away. “We’d be caught so fast.”
“Probably.” Junsu rolled away from him and held out his hands. “Let’s go somewhere.”
“Where?” Jaejoong asked and let Junsu pull him to his feet.
Junsu shrugged. “Don’t know. Somewhere secluded.”
Jaejoong smiled. “Someone is horny,” he sang.
Junsu laughed. “Aren’t you?”
Jaejoong threw his arm around Junsu shoulder and said, “You’ve had your head in my lap for about twenty minutes, so yes, yes I am.”
Junsu phone rang. He answered it. “Hey, Mom … um, we’re at the park, why? … oh, no, that’s okay. You guys go. We’ll find something to eat later … yeah … yeah, see you.” Junsu hung up and grinned. “Change of plans. They’re going out to dinner.”
“Which means we’ll have your room to ourselves?” Jaejoong asked.
“Yep.”
They held hands all the way back to Junsu’s house. Jaejoong tried not to be too eager. His dick was already getting hard and it was going to be embarrassing if someone saw them. They’d been trading blow jobs and hand jobs for the last year or so and Jaejoong was itching for his cousin’s touch.
Every time they did anything together, Jaejoong grew a little more concerned. Not because they were doing something wrong (okay, so not entirely because they were doing something wrong), but because he was so afraid of it ending. The scare of Junsu’s teacher had been the only time Jaejoong had felt as if everything between them was going to fall apart, and Junsu told his teacher to stop, but there might be others. What if there were others? Jaejoong never had the courage to ask.
He followed Junsu through the empty house, up to his bedroom. He felt nervous, and he wasn’t sure why. He sat on Junsu’s bed, fingers tightening on his knees.
“You okay?” Junsu asked as he straddled Jaejoong’s lap.
Jaejoong licked his lips and nodded. “I’m just … nervous for some reason.”
Junsu smiled widely. He wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s neck and kissed him. Jaejoong easily melted into Junsu’s lips and laid back, arms around Junsu’s waist. They scooted up on the bed, and their shirts came off, and then pants and Jaejoong’s head swam with how fast and how slow and how needy everything was between them. Junsu sucked red marks onto his chest and stomach.
Jaejoong tugged on his hair, begging for a kiss. Junsu slid up his body, cock pushing into his side. Jaejoong moaned as their lips met again and again. Jaejoong shoved his hands into Junsu’s boxers and pushed them down so he could grab Junsu’s ass.
This time, it was Junsu’s moan echoing through their kiss.
“Jae?”
“Huh?”
Junsu gripped Jaejoong’s chest and pushed up, his ass landing on Jaejoong’s crotch. His eyes shut and he rocked his body back and forth on Jaejoong’s boxer-clad erection
“Can we do something new?” Junsu whispered.
“W-what?” Jaejoong asked, nervous again. Did Junsu want to have sex? Real sex?
“Will you lick me?”
Jaejoong smiled and leaned forward enough to lick Junsu’s arm.
Junsu pulled away with a cry. “Not like that, dumb ass.”
Jaejoong put his hands behind his head and smiled. “Then how?”
Biting his lip, Junsu shifted until his boxers were off. “Lick … my … just … rim me?” His voice rose in a question.
Jaejoong didn’t know what that meant. “Is this something else you learned from a teacher?”
“No,” Junsu said shaking his head quickly. “Porn, actually.”
“You watch porn?”
“Yeah. Haven’t you ever watched porn?”
“No. I can’t use the computer by myself, remember.”
“Right.” Junsu rolled off of him and moved to his dresser.
“So what do you want me to do?” Jaejoong asked, rubbing his trapped erection.
Junsu brought his laptop over to the bed. “I’ll show you.”
Jaejoong sat up against the wall, and Junsu sat next to him. Naked and beautiful. Jaejoong rubbed his arm and leg and stomach while the computer loaded.
A sudden loud moan made Jaejoong jump. His eyes cut to the screen and he swallowed. There were two guys on screen, one on his hands and knees, and the other one fucking him. Jaejoong covered his eyes. “Su-ah!”
Junsu laughed. “What? Come on, it’s just porn.”
Jaejoong peeked and watched the man’s wide cock slide in and out of the other’s ass. He licked his lips, picturing himself doing that to Junsu. His cock pulsed and his boxers were wet.
Lips touched his neck, fingers curled around his erection. “Take them off. Let me touch you while you watch.”
Jaejoong turned his head and said, “No. I … I don’t … I …”
Junsu sighed. “Fine, but here. Let me … here watch this. This is what I want you to do to me.”
Jaejoong peered at the computer again. Two different guys were on the screen. This time, one was on his back, legs in the air. He grabbed behind his knees, spreading his body open. The other had his hands flat on the guy’s ass, and then he leaned down and licked the other guy’s ass. Just right up, between his cheeks.
“Su-ah, that’s … you … want …”
The screen went dark and Junsu put the computer at the end of the bed. He twisted and sat in Jaejoong’s lap again. “I don’t want to if you don’t want to but I’m pretty sure it feels good.”
“How do you know?”
“Because I lick my fingers and touch myself there and that feels good and I’m pretty sure your tongue will feel even better.” Junsu kissed him lightly. “I promise that I’m clean and that it will feel good and you can make me come from it.”
Jaejoong kissed him, talking himself into it. It didn’t take long. Junsu wanted to try it, and for him, Jaejoong would try it. He nodded. “O-okay.”
Junsu smiled widely and was off his lap in a second. He went on his hands and knees and spread his legs. Jaejoong swallowed, looking at his ass. Slowly, he moved behind Junsu, and Junsu smiled over his shoulder. Jaejoong didn’t think about licking him, but about fucking him. He touched Junsu’s ass and massaged the muscles. Junsu moaned and lowered his head with a whispered plea. Jaejoong spread him open and stared at the puckered pink entrance. He thought about his dick inside Junsu and he shivered.
“Jae?”
Jaejoong shook his head, not taking his eyes from Junsu. He shouldn’t be thinking about fucking his cousin. He leaned down and tentatively licked at his opening.
Junsu shouted out in surprise, body clenching. “God, do it again.”
Jaejoong smiled and licked him again.
“Oh, Jaejoong, that feels … so …”
Jaejoong gripped him tighter. He licked over and over. Up and down, around the curves and then over them, biting lightly on the muscles.
“Jae, Jae, Jae …”
“What, what what?”
“Finger … finger, please. I want to feel it.”
Jaejoong pulled away just a little bit. Junsu crack was shiny with spit. His hole was twitching and pulsating, clenching. Jaejoong brought a hand to his mouth. He dribbled spit right on his finger. He pushed the pad against that twitching opening and then pushed.
Junsu keened, high and tight, the muscles undulated against Jaejoong’s fingers. His head went light and he panted, licking Junsu again, around his finger. He moved it in and out, felt the edge of his entrance on his tongue. Fast and quick and sloppy and wet. Like everything else they’d done together.
Junsu whimpered and then his body shook hard and he muttered Jaejoong’s name over and over as he came. His body tightened around Jaejoong’s finger with every pulse and Jaejoong wondered what it would feel like around his cock.
“Oh god that feels good,” Junsu whispered. He pushed back and Jaejoong held still, watching as his finger disappeared over and over into Junsu’s body.
Junsu sighed and turned his head, eyes hooded with lust. “Try another finger. It feels so good.”
Jaejoong swallowed and nodded. He leaned forward again and licked Junsu again, adding more spit until he was sure another finger wouldn’t hurt. He slowly added the second finger, and Junsu shook underneath him.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.”
“Hurt?” Jaejoong asked, worried.
“No. No. No no no no no. More, faster, just … oh god, Jae-ah, just fuck me with your fingers.”
Jaejoong shivered at the command and gave Junsu what he wanted. He moved his fingers in and out of Junsu, twisting them and spreading them when Junsu told him to. He watched, detached and in awe. Junsu’s arm moved fast; his hand flew over his hard cock.
“Three, three, three fingers, please, one more. Please.”
Jaejoong stopped and Junsu whimpered, then moaned when Jaejoong spit right on his body. He was going to run out of spit soon. He wondered if that was possible. The third finger was a tight fit, but Junsu didn’t care, he cried out and thrust back, taking all three faster than Jaejoong would have, but he didn’t stop stroking himself. Jaejoong licked at his body while he spread his fingers and pumped them in and out of Junsu’s ass.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, that is just … fuck, Jaejoong. I’m … “ Junsu’s elbow collapsed and his body jerked forward. Jaejoong wasn’t expecting it and his fingers slipped from Junsu’s entrance. His hips stayed up off the bed, hand still moving. Jaejoong spread him open again and just touched his tongue to his stretched body, lapping at it until Junsu shook and cried out, moans muffled by the bed. The muscles contracted and spasmed and Junsu came all over the bed again.
His body went slack, skin shivering. Jaejoong smiled and ran his hand up and down Junsu’s heaving back. After a while (forty-nine seconds), Junsu pushed up to his elbows and rolled away from the mess of his orgasms. He tugged on Jaejoong’s arm and Jaejoong moved to him, settling between his spread legs. Their lips met in a shaky kiss.
“That feels so fucking good,” Junsu said into Jaejoong’s mouth.
“I can tell.”
“Take your boxers off so I can suck you dry.”
Jaejoong shivered. He pushed up to his knees and shoved his boxers down, eyes on Junsu’s body. His skin flushed red. His hard cock leaking white onto his stomach. Legs bent. The edge of his opening. Teasing. Jaejoong swallowed as he finished undressing. Before Junsu could move, he shoved his fingers back inside him.
“Oh, god, Jae,” Junsu said, head thrashing. He gripped behind his knees and spread himself open. Jaejoong salivated feeling those muscles tighten around his fingers again.
“Can-can I … I want …” Jaejoong blushed red, and Junsu smiled and reached for his face.
“What do you want?” he asked softly.
“I … can I have sex with you?” Jaejoong stammered and blushed bright red.
Junsu smiled widely and laughed. “Yes, fuck yes. Hang on.” He rolled away, making a face when he landed in his come.
Jaejoong laughed. “Idiot,” he said affectionately.
Junsu stuck his tongue out as he stood and moved to his dresser. He opened the top drawer and pulled out a red bottle. “Lube.”
Jaejoong’s eyes widened. “What do you have lube for? And how did you get it?”
Junsu laughed. “Professor Park gave it to me last year. Just in case I changed my mind. I’ve only used it to stroke off. Makes everything slippery. But we’ll need it if you want to fuck me.”
“It’s not going to hurt you is it?” Jaejoong took the bottle from Junsu’s outstretched hand.
“Maybe, but it’s okay. I want you to try it anyway.”
“O-okay.” Shaking, Jaejoong opened the lube and poured some into his hand.
Junsu went back to the bed, lying on his back, legs up in the air. He gripped behind his knees again.
Jaejoong rubbed the lube onto his dick, eyes shutting with a hiss. The slickness felt really, really good. He added more lube and pressed his fingers into Junsu.
Junsu too shut his eyes and moaned. “Spread your fingers, Jae. Stretch me open some more.”
Jaejoong did.
“Fuck! That’s … okay, just … yeah, I … yeah.”
Jaejoong smiled and moved his fingers around before slipping them out. Junsu relaxed with a deep breath. His body looked so stretched open. His eyes opened and he smiled. “Come and kiss me.”
Jaejoong crawled over Junsu’s body and pressed kiss after kiss on his sweaty skin on his way up. He licked at his nipples for only a moment (nine seconds) and then moved up his neck. Their lips molded, comfortable and soft.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Jaejoong whispered.
“You won’t.” He reached between them and stroked Jaejoong’s cock.
Jaejoong moaned, eyes shutting. He pressed his forehead against Junsu’s and thrust into his hand with a whimper.
Junsu laughed. “Hurry up before you come.”
“It’d be your fault.” Jaejoong planted his knees and pushed up. He looked at Junsu’s body again, nerves surfacing.
Junsu reached up and touched his cheek. “It’s okay, Jae. I want you to. Please.”
“You’re only saying that because I’ll do anything you want.”
“Yes, so fuck me.”
Jaejoong smiled. He gripped himself and pushed the head of his cock against Junsu’s body. He pushed slowly, moaning at the tight fit. Junsu inhaled sharply, body jerking, muscles clamping down. Jaejoong retreated and Junsu shook his head.
“Again, again, just … go slow.”
Jaejoong nodded and tried again, going as slow as he could. Junsu gasped again and his hands released his knees, his legs wrapped around Jaejoong’s body.
Jaejoong grabbed a hand and laced their fingers together, resting it against Junsu’s chest. His eyes shut tightly, almost as tightly as Junsu’s body held him. The grip was amazingly intense, so much better than Junsu’s hand or mouth. Jaejoong moaned and jerked forward, pushing in deeply, Junsu cried out, and Jaejoong was worried and tried to pull out, but the drag was incredible and the pulsing around his cock ripped his orgasm from him and he panted harshly, hips snapping forward as he pumped his release into Junsu’s body.
Jaejoong fell on top of him.
“Unf, Jae, fuck.”
“S-sorry,” Jaejoong muttered, trying to get his breath back.
With every breath, Junsu’s body clenched around him, and his cock jerked in the confines of spazzing muscles.
“Are you okay?” Jaejoong whispered, lips against Junsu’s sweaty skin.
“Yeah. A little sore, but … yeah, it’s okay. It won’t hurt all the time.”
Jaejoong pushed up and frowned at him. “I hurt you.”
Junsu’s eyes shut and he moaned and rolled his hips. Jaejoong whimpered as his cock was massaged again.
“I’m okay. But …” Junsu tilted his head back. “We better clean up. They could be home soon.”
Jaejoong frowned deeper. “I just want to curl up with you and stay naked forever.”
Junsu smiled. “Maybe one day.”
Nineteen years old:
“Are you ready to go yet, Jaejoong?”
Jaejoong sighed and stared at his study notes. He knew that his mom expected him to study while visiting with the family, but Jaejoong knew that once he was with Junsu they’d be studying human anatomy and not much else.
His mom knocked on his door and she poked her head in. “Come on. You can study at your aunt’s house.”
“No, Mom. There will be too many people there.” And I’ll be too busy shoving my dick into Junsu’s ass.
“Well, you have to come.”
“I know. I know, but, can you wait just a half hour? I almost have this math concept down.” Jaejoong turned back to his notebook.
“No. We’ll miss dinner if we wait, and Junsu says that Taeyeon can’t stay for very long.”
“Taeyeon?” Jaejoong said, turning his head.
His mom’s eyebrows rose. “You mean to tell me that Junsu hasn’t told you about his girlfriend?”
Jaejoong’s heart shattered, his eyes bugged out and his muscles froze all at the same time. Girlfriend? “N-no.”
“Well, you can meet her now. We think he’s going to propose. They’ve been dating for months.”
Jaejoong turned around, eyes shutting. Warm tears fell down his cheeks. “N-no, Mom. I’m not going to go. I have to study.”
He felt her presence at the door for a few more minutes and then retreated, shutting the door quietly. Jaejoong put his head on his math notes and cried.
Part 3: Adults: Reunion
Part 1: Children
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Pairing: Jaejoong/Junsu (ninja YooSu in this part)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't want to be related to them in any way, because that would just make my dreams/fantasies really awkward. I wouldn't mind owning them, but alas, I don't.
Summary: It started out as practice.
Warning: underage experimentation and sex, incest (JaeSu are first cousins)
Poster by 0xkaiia0x - thank you! It's beautiful! ♥
Part 2:
Fifteen years old:
“Oh thank god you’re here I have so much I have to tell you and it’s a huge secret and you can’t tell anyone,” Junsu whisper-hissed in Jaejoong’s ear as they hugged. “Hurry up and take your things upstairs and we’ll go to the park or something and hurry it’s like crazy big huge news.”
Jaejoong laughed and hurried upstairs with his suitcase. He was staying a whole week while his parents went to his father’s grandparents’ house. He didn’t understand everything, but his mom had said that his grandmother was going to be living with them from now on.
The best part of this trip was that Junho was at baseball camp until Friday.
He tossed his stuff on Junsu’s bed and then barreled back out of the room. Junsu was waiting for him on the last stair, almost bouncing with excitement.
“Mom we’re going to the park we’ll be back by dinner so don’t call until then!” Junsu said and pushed Jaejoong out the door.
His mom said something in return, but Junsu slammed the door on it. He started running.
His excitement spread and Jaejoong ran after him, half racing all the way to the park.
Their feet hit grass and Junsu spurred ahead, leading the way to the backside of the restrooms. He made sure no one was with hearing distanced and then stopped, leaning against the wall. Jaejoong put his hands on his knees for a moment and caught his breath.
Junsu grabbed him and pushed him against the wall, kissing him roughly, stealing his breath away in a different manner. Jaejoong moaned into his mouth and easily wrapped his arms around him.
“So guess what?” Junsu said after their hello kiss of fifty-four seconds.
“What?”
“My music teacher is a pervert.”
“Huh?”
Junsu laughed and continued, “Like three weeks ago, I was playing the piano and he touched my shoulders. No big deal right. And then a couple of days after that, he called me to stay after class and said all this shit about how I was a good pianist. But it was like he couldn’t stop looking at my ass. I totally called him out on it and he was like, ‘oh no, no’ and so to shut him up, I kissed him.”
“What?” Jaejoong demanded. There was a pang in his heart that he didn’t understand.
“Yeah, I know. Anyway. He was like, on the attack after that, and … I almost told him about you, but then I figured that would be really bad. He’s really hot, Jae. All the girls think so, anyway.”
“But you kissed him.”
Junsu bit his lip. “We kinda did more than that.”
Dreading his response, Jaejoong asked anyway. “What else did you do?”
“He stroked me off. Right on the piano bench, Jae. It was hot. And then he taught me how to suck his cock.”
Jaejoong inhaled sharply. “W-what?”
Junsu’s fingers went to Jaejoong’s belt, loosening it and trying to push his pants down too soon. “I want to show you.”
“Junsu.”
“What?” Junsu asked and dropped to his knees. He unbuttoned Jaejoong’s jeans and lowered the zipper.
Jaejoong couldn’t breathe. They’d touched each other so often, but this was … this was different. They weren’t in a dark bedroom under covers; they were in a park in broad daylight.
“Su-ah,” Jaejoong said, hissing when Junsu reached for his dick.
Junsu frowned up at him. “Don’t you want to?”
Jaejoong swallowed and nodded. “B-but here?”
Junsu grinned. “It’ll be quick.” He pulled Jaejoong’s cock out of his boxers. And just stared. Eyes slightly wide. He licked his lips.
Jaejoong stopped breathing as Junsu leaned forward. He moaned at the first sensual slide of tongue on the crown of his dick. Junsu stroked him, making him so hard, and then heat engulfed him. Jaejoong cried out, hips jerking forward. His palms were flat on the wall, knees slightly bent.
Junsu held the base of his dick and licked around the head. Around and around, before closing his mouth around the tip. Jaejoong bit his hand as his body shook. His eyes were open wide in shock, watching as more and more of his dick disappeared into Junsu’s mouth.
“Su, I’m, fuck!” Jaejoong slammed his head back against the wall and his knees threatened to give out as he came in Junsu’s mouth. Junsu didn’t stop sucking on him for long after, and Jaejoong finally opened his eyes and looked down. Junsu was looking up at him. There was a clump of come sliding down his cheek.
Jaejoong blushed and looked away, shivering from how sensitive his dick was now.
With one last slurp, Junsu let him go and stood up. Jaejoong tried to tuck himself back into his pants, but Junsu stopped him. He gripped Jaejoong’s dick and their lips met. The tangy flare of come greeted him and he made a face.
Junsu laughed. “You all right?”
Jaejoong nodded, still trying to get his breath back.
“Awesome, isn’t it?”
He nodded again. “Did your teacher teach you anything else?”
Junsu laughed. “No, but he kept telling me that he wanted to fuck me, so maybe-”
“Don’t let him,” Jae said, voice firm.
Junsu tilted his head to the side in question. “Why not? He’s pretty hot.”
“Just … I don’t-don’t let him. It’s wrong and, this is too, but h-he’s … Just don’t. I don’t want someone else to-I just don’t.”
Junsu cupped Jaejoong’s face in his hands and made him look at him. “Okay. I won’t. I promise.”
They kissed again, and Jaejoong shivered, remembering his dick was still hanging out of his pants. He was going to button up, but then Junsu’s hand was around him, and Junsu’s cock bumped his and he leaned against the wall and kissed Junsu harshly while Junsu stroked them off.
“When we go to bed tonight, do you want to practice sucking on me?” Junsu whispered into their kiss.
Jaejoong shivered and nodded. “Yes, fuck yes.”
Seventeen years old:
“So what are you going to do for college?” Junsu asked. He yanked blades of grass out of the ground and tossed them to the side.
Jaejoong stared at the sky, fingers brushing through Junsu’s hair. He’d laid his head in Jaejoong’s lap almost twenty minutes ago. “I’m going to business school, I guess.”
“You guess.”
“Yeah. That’s what Dad says I should do. I think it’d be cool. I want to own a business one day, maybe. What about you?”
“Junho is going to college first. Mom says I should do my military service.”
Jaejoong froze. “S-should we go together?”
“Yeah, right,” Junsu said. He turned his head and nuzzled Jaejoong’s crotch.
Jaejoong laughed and pushed him away. “We’d be caught so fast.”
“Probably.” Junsu rolled away from him and held out his hands. “Let’s go somewhere.”
“Where?” Jaejoong asked and let Junsu pull him to his feet.
Junsu shrugged. “Don’t know. Somewhere secluded.”
Jaejoong smiled. “Someone is horny,” he sang.
Junsu laughed. “Aren’t you?”
Jaejoong threw his arm around Junsu shoulder and said, “You’ve had your head in my lap for about twenty minutes, so yes, yes I am.”
Junsu phone rang. He answered it. “Hey, Mom … um, we’re at the park, why? … oh, no, that’s okay. You guys go. We’ll find something to eat later … yeah … yeah, see you.” Junsu hung up and grinned. “Change of plans. They’re going out to dinner.”
“Which means we’ll have your room to ourselves?” Jaejoong asked.
“Yep.”
They held hands all the way back to Junsu’s house. Jaejoong tried not to be too eager. His dick was already getting hard and it was going to be embarrassing if someone saw them. They’d been trading blow jobs and hand jobs for the last year or so and Jaejoong was itching for his cousin’s touch.
Every time they did anything together, Jaejoong grew a little more concerned. Not because they were doing something wrong (okay, so not entirely because they were doing something wrong), but because he was so afraid of it ending. The scare of Junsu’s teacher had been the only time Jaejoong had felt as if everything between them was going to fall apart, and Junsu told his teacher to stop, but there might be others. What if there were others? Jaejoong never had the courage to ask.
He followed Junsu through the empty house, up to his bedroom. He felt nervous, and he wasn’t sure why. He sat on Junsu’s bed, fingers tightening on his knees.
“You okay?” Junsu asked as he straddled Jaejoong’s lap.
Jaejoong licked his lips and nodded. “I’m just … nervous for some reason.”
Junsu smiled widely. He wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s neck and kissed him. Jaejoong easily melted into Junsu’s lips and laid back, arms around Junsu’s waist. They scooted up on the bed, and their shirts came off, and then pants and Jaejoong’s head swam with how fast and how slow and how needy everything was between them. Junsu sucked red marks onto his chest and stomach.
Jaejoong tugged on his hair, begging for a kiss. Junsu slid up his body, cock pushing into his side. Jaejoong moaned as their lips met again and again. Jaejoong shoved his hands into Junsu’s boxers and pushed them down so he could grab Junsu’s ass.
This time, it was Junsu’s moan echoing through their kiss.
“Jae?”
“Huh?”
Junsu gripped Jaejoong’s chest and pushed up, his ass landing on Jaejoong’s crotch. His eyes shut and he rocked his body back and forth on Jaejoong’s boxer-clad erection
“Can we do something new?” Junsu whispered.
“W-what?” Jaejoong asked, nervous again. Did Junsu want to have sex? Real sex?
“Will you lick me?”
Jaejoong smiled and leaned forward enough to lick Junsu’s arm.
Junsu pulled away with a cry. “Not like that, dumb ass.”
Jaejoong put his hands behind his head and smiled. “Then how?”
Biting his lip, Junsu shifted until his boxers were off. “Lick … my … just … rim me?” His voice rose in a question.
Jaejoong didn’t know what that meant. “Is this something else you learned from a teacher?”
“No,” Junsu said shaking his head quickly. “Porn, actually.”
“You watch porn?”
“Yeah. Haven’t you ever watched porn?”
“No. I can’t use the computer by myself, remember.”
“Right.” Junsu rolled off of him and moved to his dresser.
“So what do you want me to do?” Jaejoong asked, rubbing his trapped erection.
Junsu brought his laptop over to the bed. “I’ll show you.”
Jaejoong sat up against the wall, and Junsu sat next to him. Naked and beautiful. Jaejoong rubbed his arm and leg and stomach while the computer loaded.
A sudden loud moan made Jaejoong jump. His eyes cut to the screen and he swallowed. There were two guys on screen, one on his hands and knees, and the other one fucking him. Jaejoong covered his eyes. “Su-ah!”
Junsu laughed. “What? Come on, it’s just porn.”
Jaejoong peeked and watched the man’s wide cock slide in and out of the other’s ass. He licked his lips, picturing himself doing that to Junsu. His cock pulsed and his boxers were wet.
Lips touched his neck, fingers curled around his erection. “Take them off. Let me touch you while you watch.”
Jaejoong turned his head and said, “No. I … I don’t … I …”
Junsu sighed. “Fine, but here. Let me … here watch this. This is what I want you to do to me.”
Jaejoong peered at the computer again. Two different guys were on the screen. This time, one was on his back, legs in the air. He grabbed behind his knees, spreading his body open. The other had his hands flat on the guy’s ass, and then he leaned down and licked the other guy’s ass. Just right up, between his cheeks.
“Su-ah, that’s … you … want …”
The screen went dark and Junsu put the computer at the end of the bed. He twisted and sat in Jaejoong’s lap again. “I don’t want to if you don’t want to but I’m pretty sure it feels good.”
“How do you know?”
“Because I lick my fingers and touch myself there and that feels good and I’m pretty sure your tongue will feel even better.” Junsu kissed him lightly. “I promise that I’m clean and that it will feel good and you can make me come from it.”
Jaejoong kissed him, talking himself into it. It didn’t take long. Junsu wanted to try it, and for him, Jaejoong would try it. He nodded. “O-okay.”
Junsu smiled widely and was off his lap in a second. He went on his hands and knees and spread his legs. Jaejoong swallowed, looking at his ass. Slowly, he moved behind Junsu, and Junsu smiled over his shoulder. Jaejoong didn’t think about licking him, but about fucking him. He touched Junsu’s ass and massaged the muscles. Junsu moaned and lowered his head with a whispered plea. Jaejoong spread him open and stared at the puckered pink entrance. He thought about his dick inside Junsu and he shivered.
“Jae?”
Jaejoong shook his head, not taking his eyes from Junsu. He shouldn’t be thinking about fucking his cousin. He leaned down and tentatively licked at his opening.
Junsu shouted out in surprise, body clenching. “God, do it again.”
Jaejoong smiled and licked him again.
“Oh, Jaejoong, that feels … so …”
Jaejoong gripped him tighter. He licked over and over. Up and down, around the curves and then over them, biting lightly on the muscles.
“Jae, Jae, Jae …”
“What, what what?”
“Finger … finger, please. I want to feel it.”
Jaejoong pulled away just a little bit. Junsu crack was shiny with spit. His hole was twitching and pulsating, clenching. Jaejoong brought a hand to his mouth. He dribbled spit right on his finger. He pushed the pad against that twitching opening and then pushed.
Junsu keened, high and tight, the muscles undulated against Jaejoong’s fingers. His head went light and he panted, licking Junsu again, around his finger. He moved it in and out, felt the edge of his entrance on his tongue. Fast and quick and sloppy and wet. Like everything else they’d done together.
Junsu whimpered and then his body shook hard and he muttered Jaejoong’s name over and over as he came. His body tightened around Jaejoong’s finger with every pulse and Jaejoong wondered what it would feel like around his cock.
“Oh god that feels good,” Junsu whispered. He pushed back and Jaejoong held still, watching as his finger disappeared over and over into Junsu’s body.
Junsu sighed and turned his head, eyes hooded with lust. “Try another finger. It feels so good.”
Jaejoong swallowed and nodded. He leaned forward again and licked Junsu again, adding more spit until he was sure another finger wouldn’t hurt. He slowly added the second finger, and Junsu shook underneath him.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.”
“Hurt?” Jaejoong asked, worried.
“No. No. No no no no no. More, faster, just … oh god, Jae-ah, just fuck me with your fingers.”
Jaejoong shivered at the command and gave Junsu what he wanted. He moved his fingers in and out of Junsu, twisting them and spreading them when Junsu told him to. He watched, detached and in awe. Junsu’s arm moved fast; his hand flew over his hard cock.
“Three, three, three fingers, please, one more. Please.”
Jaejoong stopped and Junsu whimpered, then moaned when Jaejoong spit right on his body. He was going to run out of spit soon. He wondered if that was possible. The third finger was a tight fit, but Junsu didn’t care, he cried out and thrust back, taking all three faster than Jaejoong would have, but he didn’t stop stroking himself. Jaejoong licked at his body while he spread his fingers and pumped them in and out of Junsu’s ass.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, that is just … fuck, Jaejoong. I’m … “ Junsu’s elbow collapsed and his body jerked forward. Jaejoong wasn’t expecting it and his fingers slipped from Junsu’s entrance. His hips stayed up off the bed, hand still moving. Jaejoong spread him open again and just touched his tongue to his stretched body, lapping at it until Junsu shook and cried out, moans muffled by the bed. The muscles contracted and spasmed and Junsu came all over the bed again.
His body went slack, skin shivering. Jaejoong smiled and ran his hand up and down Junsu’s heaving back. After a while (forty-nine seconds), Junsu pushed up to his elbows and rolled away from the mess of his orgasms. He tugged on Jaejoong’s arm and Jaejoong moved to him, settling between his spread legs. Their lips met in a shaky kiss.
“That feels so fucking good,” Junsu said into Jaejoong’s mouth.
“I can tell.”
“Take your boxers off so I can suck you dry.”
Jaejoong shivered. He pushed up to his knees and shoved his boxers down, eyes on Junsu’s body. His skin flushed red. His hard cock leaking white onto his stomach. Legs bent. The edge of his opening. Teasing. Jaejoong swallowed as he finished undressing. Before Junsu could move, he shoved his fingers back inside him.
“Oh, god, Jae,” Junsu said, head thrashing. He gripped behind his knees and spread himself open. Jaejoong salivated feeling those muscles tighten around his fingers again.
“Can-can I … I want …” Jaejoong blushed red, and Junsu smiled and reached for his face.
“What do you want?” he asked softly.
“I … can I have sex with you?” Jaejoong stammered and blushed bright red.
Junsu smiled widely and laughed. “Yes, fuck yes. Hang on.” He rolled away, making a face when he landed in his come.
Jaejoong laughed. “Idiot,” he said affectionately.
Junsu stuck his tongue out as he stood and moved to his dresser. He opened the top drawer and pulled out a red bottle. “Lube.”
Jaejoong’s eyes widened. “What do you have lube for? And how did you get it?”
Junsu laughed. “Professor Park gave it to me last year. Just in case I changed my mind. I’ve only used it to stroke off. Makes everything slippery. But we’ll need it if you want to fuck me.”
“It’s not going to hurt you is it?” Jaejoong took the bottle from Junsu’s outstretched hand.
“Maybe, but it’s okay. I want you to try it anyway.”
“O-okay.” Shaking, Jaejoong opened the lube and poured some into his hand.
Junsu went back to the bed, lying on his back, legs up in the air. He gripped behind his knees again.
Jaejoong rubbed the lube onto his dick, eyes shutting with a hiss. The slickness felt really, really good. He added more lube and pressed his fingers into Junsu.
Junsu too shut his eyes and moaned. “Spread your fingers, Jae. Stretch me open some more.”
Jaejoong did.
“Fuck! That’s … okay, just … yeah, I … yeah.”
Jaejoong smiled and moved his fingers around before slipping them out. Junsu relaxed with a deep breath. His body looked so stretched open. His eyes opened and he smiled. “Come and kiss me.”
Jaejoong crawled over Junsu’s body and pressed kiss after kiss on his sweaty skin on his way up. He licked at his nipples for only a moment (nine seconds) and then moved up his neck. Their lips molded, comfortable and soft.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Jaejoong whispered.
“You won’t.” He reached between them and stroked Jaejoong’s cock.
Jaejoong moaned, eyes shutting. He pressed his forehead against Junsu’s and thrust into his hand with a whimper.
Junsu laughed. “Hurry up before you come.”
“It’d be your fault.” Jaejoong planted his knees and pushed up. He looked at Junsu’s body again, nerves surfacing.
Junsu reached up and touched his cheek. “It’s okay, Jae. I want you to. Please.”
“You’re only saying that because I’ll do anything you want.”
“Yes, so fuck me.”
Jaejoong smiled. He gripped himself and pushed the head of his cock against Junsu’s body. He pushed slowly, moaning at the tight fit. Junsu inhaled sharply, body jerking, muscles clamping down. Jaejoong retreated and Junsu shook his head.
“Again, again, just … go slow.”
Jaejoong nodded and tried again, going as slow as he could. Junsu gasped again and his hands released his knees, his legs wrapped around Jaejoong’s body.
Jaejoong grabbed a hand and laced their fingers together, resting it against Junsu’s chest. His eyes shut tightly, almost as tightly as Junsu’s body held him. The grip was amazingly intense, so much better than Junsu’s hand or mouth. Jaejoong moaned and jerked forward, pushing in deeply, Junsu cried out, and Jaejoong was worried and tried to pull out, but the drag was incredible and the pulsing around his cock ripped his orgasm from him and he panted harshly, hips snapping forward as he pumped his release into Junsu’s body.
Jaejoong fell on top of him.
“Unf, Jae, fuck.”
“S-sorry,” Jaejoong muttered, trying to get his breath back.
With every breath, Junsu’s body clenched around him, and his cock jerked in the confines of spazzing muscles.
“Are you okay?” Jaejoong whispered, lips against Junsu’s sweaty skin.
“Yeah. A little sore, but … yeah, it’s okay. It won’t hurt all the time.”
Jaejoong pushed up and frowned at him. “I hurt you.”
Junsu’s eyes shut and he moaned and rolled his hips. Jaejoong whimpered as his cock was massaged again.
“I’m okay. But …” Junsu tilted his head back. “We better clean up. They could be home soon.”
Jaejoong frowned deeper. “I just want to curl up with you and stay naked forever.”
Junsu smiled. “Maybe one day.”
Nineteen years old:
“Are you ready to go yet, Jaejoong?”
Jaejoong sighed and stared at his study notes. He knew that his mom expected him to study while visiting with the family, but Jaejoong knew that once he was with Junsu they’d be studying human anatomy and not much else.
His mom knocked on his door and she poked her head in. “Come on. You can study at your aunt’s house.”
“No, Mom. There will be too many people there.” And I’ll be too busy shoving my dick into Junsu’s ass.
“Well, you have to come.”
“I know. I know, but, can you wait just a half hour? I almost have this math concept down.” Jaejoong turned back to his notebook.
“No. We’ll miss dinner if we wait, and Junsu says that Taeyeon can’t stay for very long.”
“Taeyeon?” Jaejoong said, turning his head.
His mom’s eyebrows rose. “You mean to tell me that Junsu hasn’t told you about his girlfriend?”
Jaejoong’s heart shattered, his eyes bugged out and his muscles froze all at the same time. Girlfriend? “N-no.”
“Well, you can meet her now. We think he’s going to propose. They’ve been dating for months.”
Jaejoong turned around, eyes shutting. Warm tears fell down his cheeks. “N-no, Mom. I’m not going to go. I have to study.”
He felt her presence at the door for a few more minutes and then retreated, shutting the door quietly. Jaejoong put his head on his math notes and cried.
Part 3: Adults: Reunion
Part 1: Children
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