Power 1/3
Title: Power 1/3
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yunho/Yoochun (also featuring Taecyeon, Siwon and Jungmo)
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd take them out back and rape them.
Summary: Yunho controls everything at his school. Until he meets Yoochun, who has the audacity to defy him.
WARNINGS: This fic contains gang rape and water sports.
poster credit goes to toni_luv ♥♥ Thank you! It's amazing!
THIS FIC IS DEDICATED TO raCHun!!!
“Hey, Yoochun-shi.”
The boy in question looked up and then stuttered and struggled to stand. “J-jung Y-yunho-shi.”
I held a hand up to stop him, and then sat next to him on the concrete stair. “You always sit by yourself.”
Yoochun swallowed.
“Why? Don’t you have any friends?”
I knew he didn’t have many friends, but I wanted to see him blush. And he did.
“It’s stupid really. Here. Come on. Let’s go sit with my friends.”
I stood up and held out a hand. He stared, mouth open, eyes wide. Such pretty eyes. It was part of my attraction to him. And his lips. God his lips were so plump. I couldn’t wait see how they looked wrapped around my cock.
“Come on,” I said, my voice low, threatening, saying that if he didn’t take my hand that I’d beat him up.
“Of course, Jung Yunho-shi.”
He took my hand. His skin was so soft.
“Where are we going, Yunho-shi?” he asked. God, and his voice was so deep. I could already imagine him crying out my name. My dick started getting hard.
“My friends and I don’t always eat lunch in the cafeteria.”
“Oh. The school lets you-”
I gave him a look.
He grinned. “Right. Remember who I’m talking to.”
“Damn straight.”
We crossed the practice field to the equipment shed on the other side. Around the equipment shed we went. And then Yoochun stopped.
My three best thugs turned to look at us. And then they smiled.
As they walked forward, Yoochun tried to move back, but I stepped behind him.
“What’s wrong, Yoochun?”
“I-I, um, think, I’d rather eat in the cafeteria.”
Their smiles widened. With a look at me and a nod from me, they moved forward. I grabbed Yoochun around the middle. He used my body to push up and try to kick the others, but we had done this before and learned from our past mistakes.
Siwon latched on to one leg.
Yoochun managed to land a kick to Taecyeon’s side before he could disable it.
“You can struggle all you want, you little slut,” I said in his ear. “We like it when they show a bit of fight.”
We threw him to the ground, but before he could get back up, Jungmo was sitting on this knees and Siwon held his arms above his head. Taec started undoing his pants.
Yoochun kept struggling, and yet, he was strangely silent. Most of the others had been begging by this time. I stepped over him, putting one foot on each side of him. I unbuckled my pants.
And then I grinned. “Beg me not to,” I said, stroking my cock.
Yoochun snarled at me.
“Beg me not to and I won’t.”
“Fuck you,” he said and spit at me. It landed on my pants.
I stared at him, glared at him and then smiled slowly. “Oh, Chunnie, babe, you are going to regret that.” I dropped to my knees. He turned his head away and my cock hit his cheek.
I leaned down and licked the side of his face and then rubbed my cock along the wet stripe. He shuddered, eyes shut.
“Last chance, Chunnie,” I said. “Beg me, and this all stops.”
“Fuck. You.”
I grabbed his face, fingers digging into his cheeks until his mouth opened. I shoved my cock in, holding his jaw open as he immediately tried to bite me. I pushed until I felt him gag. And then I pushed more. His whole body convulsed, and I pulled out and pushed back in. I fucked his face hard and then he started squirming again. I turned my head and saw Taec with Yoochun’s cock in his mouth and Jungmo fingering and licking his ass.
“Do you like that, Chunnie?” I asked. I loosened my grip and then hissed and fucked him harder as his teeth scraped along my cock.
“I was right, Yoochun. I knew your lips would look pretty around my cock.” I traced a finger along one lip. He scowled up at me and then he practically screamed, the vibrations on my cock made me moan. But I looked back. Jungmo and Taec were both fingering him now.
“Is he ready for me?”
“No,” Jungmo said.
“Good.”
I pulled out of Yoochun’s mouth.
“You stupid fuck,” he growled at me. “I hate you! I hate you! You can’t get away with this.”
I slapped him hard.
He spit at me again.
“Shut him up, Taec,” I said and moved off his body. Taec took my place, his cock, long and heavy and already leaking. He spread the fluid on Yoochun’s lips, and then grabbed his hair and started fucking his throat.
Yoochun was gagging again.
“I want you to come on his face, Taec,” I said.
“My pleasure, sir.”
I watched him. His large cock disappearing completely into Yoochun’s throat. I stroked myself, and then moved to where Jungmo was still holding his legs. I signaled for him to move, and immediately Yoochun lashed out with his legs.
“Still a fight in you, Chunnie? We need to fix that.”
I grabbed his bare legs and fought with them. I finally grabbed some leg hair and yanked it out. He screamed around Taec’s cock. It gave me enough control to get between his legs. I bent them at the knee, leaned all of my weight on them, and then slammed into his ass. He screamed again.
The sides of ass protested, and I had to pull out. I moaned as I pushed back in. He was so very dry, but after one more thrust I was fully seated in him. I took a breath and moved, pulling all the way out.
I smirked at the streak of red on my cock.
“Natural lubricant,” I said and Jungmo laughed. I allowed him to bend down and lick the blood off my cock
“Suck him.”
Jungmo put Yoochun’s limp cock in his mouth and cupped his balls.
I pushed back in, all the way, and then immediately fucked him fast.
Yoochun was whimpering now, but still struggling.
“Harder, Taec,” I said and then followed my own command. Yoochun’s ass clenched around me. “God, I love fucking virgins.”
The others laughed.
I changed my angle, lifting Yoochun’s ass a bit higher.
“I’m gonna come, Yunho,” Taec said.
“Do it then.”
Taec pulled out of his mouth, stroked his cock quickly and splattered come on Yoochun’s face and lips.
I slowed his thrusts, barely moving.
Only Jungmo moved, still sucking Yoochun’s cock, now incredibly hard.
Licking my lips, I pushed Jungmo out of the way, took a hold of Yoochun’s knees again and then bent over him.
“And I knew you’d look pretty all covered in come.”
Yoochun said nothing, but turned his face way.
I licked up the come from his eyes and cheeks, moaning and starting my thrusts again.
“Do you want to come, Yoochun? I can make you come.”
I grabbed Yoochun cock and started stroking him in the same time that I fucked him.
“I’m going … you’re … “ Yoochun pressed his lips together, but he moaned anyway.
“I knew you’d like it,” I said and then fucked him harder, hand movements going erratic, body slapping against Yoochun’s.
“Oh, god,” Yoochun said, voice cracking.
A sparkle of a tear formed in his eye. I wanted to see it fall.
“Your ass loves my cock, Chunnie. It loves being ripped open and pounded into. You’re bleeding. Did you know that? Your cock likes it, too. I can feel how hard you are and how much you want to come. Go ahead and come, Chunnie. You want it so bad.”
The tear fell and Yoochun gasped. His ass rose to meet my thrusts and I grinned in triumph.
“That’s right, you little slut. Use that tight hole of yours to fuck my cock.”
He whimpered, and then his head bent back, body arched.
“Say my name,” I whispered.
He was quiet.
“I want to hear you say my name.” I slammed into him with every word, and he winced and bit his lips.
“Say it,” I screamed and I slapped him, hard enough to bloody his lip.
He met my eyes, and even as I fucked him harder, he smirked.
“Yunho,” he whispered, plain as day, like he said it every day.
“Fucker,” I said and matched his smirk.
I stroked him harder and his eyes shut.
“You know you like it, baby,” I said. “Say my name and show me how much you like it.”
He moaned. And then I heard it, just a soft whisper, quiet enough that even Siwon missed it. It was more of a breath, but it was deep and scratchy and it made me moan.
“Yunho,” he repeated, and then he came over my hand. His body went slack, legs pliant and resting perfectly on my legs. I continued to fuck him hard, watching in awe as tears mixed with the come still on his face.
“Chunnie,” I crooned, “look at me.”
His eyes opened. I licked his come off my fingers. “And fuck, I knew you’d taste good.”
I held my body against his as my orgasm ripped through me. I came, filling his hole as it clenched around me.
“You’re such a little slut,” I whispered.
I pulled out, kept his legs spread and watched as come and blood slid out of his abused hole and down his ass crack. Bending down, I licked up a mouthful, moaning in pleasure as the contrasting tastes of salt and copper blended on my tongue.
I moved up his body.
He didn’t fight me when I kissed him. But he didn’t kiss me back either. He gagged on the offering, but I stayed attached to him, forcing him to swallow it.
“You’re going to … I’m going …”
“What are you going to do, Chunnie? Tell on me? Run to the principal? Remember who you’re talking to. I own this school and every student in it, so technically, this ass-” I shoved my fingers into his sore hole and he hissed-“is mine and I’ll use it whenever and however I want.”
I got off of him abruptly. He didn’t try to get up. I picked up his pants and wiped my hand and dick off.
“Siwon, Jungmo. Do what you want to him. He’s yours now.”
I turned away from Yoochun’s whimper and sat against the building with Taec. He handed me a cigarette. We watched as Siwon fucked his face and Jungmo slid into his ass. Yoochun didn’t move except how they made him. The only sign that he wasn’t unconscious were the tears still sliding down his face.
“You were right, Yunho. He really is pretty like that,” Taec said.
I smiled. “Isn’t he though?”
Siwon finished first, coming down Yoochun’s throat and after a single gag, he swallowed it. Jungmo finished just a few minutes later, deciding to pull out and come all over Yoochun’s white shirt and school jacket.
They used his pants to clean up.
I stood up, Taec right behind me. We stood over Yoochun lying on his side, body shaking with sobs that he refused to give voice to.
I had to admire his pride.
And I also had to take it away. I pulled out my cock again.
“You were amazing, Yoochun,” I said, “but next time I expect you to fight a little bit more. Be more vocal. It’s like you weren’t even here for this.”
The others laughed.
I pissed on him, soaking his clothes and then his hair. He flinched, but continued to be silent as I pissed on his face. I shook the last bits of piss from my dick. I tucked myself back into my pants and then stepped over him.
“See you in school tomorrow, Yoochun-shi.”
Part 2: Like A Challenge
Ah, the things I write for my friends.
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yunho/Yoochun (also featuring Taecyeon, Siwon and Jungmo)
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd take them out back and rape them.
Summary: Yunho controls everything at his school. Until he meets Yoochun, who has the audacity to defy him.
WARNINGS: This fic contains gang rape and water sports.
poster credit goes to toni_luv ♥♥ Thank you! It's amazing!
THIS FIC IS DEDICATED TO raCHun!!!
“Hey, Yoochun-shi.”
The boy in question looked up and then stuttered and struggled to stand. “J-jung Y-yunho-shi.”
I held a hand up to stop him, and then sat next to him on the concrete stair. “You always sit by yourself.”
Yoochun swallowed.
“Why? Don’t you have any friends?”
I knew he didn’t have many friends, but I wanted to see him blush. And he did.
“It’s stupid really. Here. Come on. Let’s go sit with my friends.”
I stood up and held out a hand. He stared, mouth open, eyes wide. Such pretty eyes. It was part of my attraction to him. And his lips. God his lips were so plump. I couldn’t wait see how they looked wrapped around my cock.
“Come on,” I said, my voice low, threatening, saying that if he didn’t take my hand that I’d beat him up.
“Of course, Jung Yunho-shi.”
He took my hand. His skin was so soft.
“Where are we going, Yunho-shi?” he asked. God, and his voice was so deep. I could already imagine him crying out my name. My dick started getting hard.
“My friends and I don’t always eat lunch in the cafeteria.”
“Oh. The school lets you-”
I gave him a look.
He grinned. “Right. Remember who I’m talking to.”
“Damn straight.”
We crossed the practice field to the equipment shed on the other side. Around the equipment shed we went. And then Yoochun stopped.
My three best thugs turned to look at us. And then they smiled.
As they walked forward, Yoochun tried to move back, but I stepped behind him.
“What’s wrong, Yoochun?”
“I-I, um, think, I’d rather eat in the cafeteria.”
Their smiles widened. With a look at me and a nod from me, they moved forward. I grabbed Yoochun around the middle. He used my body to push up and try to kick the others, but we had done this before and learned from our past mistakes.
Siwon latched on to one leg.
Yoochun managed to land a kick to Taecyeon’s side before he could disable it.
“You can struggle all you want, you little slut,” I said in his ear. “We like it when they show a bit of fight.”
We threw him to the ground, but before he could get back up, Jungmo was sitting on this knees and Siwon held his arms above his head. Taec started undoing his pants.
Yoochun kept struggling, and yet, he was strangely silent. Most of the others had been begging by this time. I stepped over him, putting one foot on each side of him. I unbuckled my pants.
And then I grinned. “Beg me not to,” I said, stroking my cock.
Yoochun snarled at me.
“Beg me not to and I won’t.”
“Fuck you,” he said and spit at me. It landed on my pants.
I stared at him, glared at him and then smiled slowly. “Oh, Chunnie, babe, you are going to regret that.” I dropped to my knees. He turned his head away and my cock hit his cheek.
I leaned down and licked the side of his face and then rubbed my cock along the wet stripe. He shuddered, eyes shut.
“Last chance, Chunnie,” I said. “Beg me, and this all stops.”
“Fuck. You.”
I grabbed his face, fingers digging into his cheeks until his mouth opened. I shoved my cock in, holding his jaw open as he immediately tried to bite me. I pushed until I felt him gag. And then I pushed more. His whole body convulsed, and I pulled out and pushed back in. I fucked his face hard and then he started squirming again. I turned my head and saw Taec with Yoochun’s cock in his mouth and Jungmo fingering and licking his ass.
“Do you like that, Chunnie?” I asked. I loosened my grip and then hissed and fucked him harder as his teeth scraped along my cock.
“I was right, Yoochun. I knew your lips would look pretty around my cock.” I traced a finger along one lip. He scowled up at me and then he practically screamed, the vibrations on my cock made me moan. But I looked back. Jungmo and Taec were both fingering him now.
“Is he ready for me?”
“No,” Jungmo said.
“Good.”
I pulled out of Yoochun’s mouth.
“You stupid fuck,” he growled at me. “I hate you! I hate you! You can’t get away with this.”
I slapped him hard.
He spit at me again.
“Shut him up, Taec,” I said and moved off his body. Taec took my place, his cock, long and heavy and already leaking. He spread the fluid on Yoochun’s lips, and then grabbed his hair and started fucking his throat.
Yoochun was gagging again.
“I want you to come on his face, Taec,” I said.
“My pleasure, sir.”
I watched him. His large cock disappearing completely into Yoochun’s throat. I stroked myself, and then moved to where Jungmo was still holding his legs. I signaled for him to move, and immediately Yoochun lashed out with his legs.
“Still a fight in you, Chunnie? We need to fix that.”
I grabbed his bare legs and fought with them. I finally grabbed some leg hair and yanked it out. He screamed around Taec’s cock. It gave me enough control to get between his legs. I bent them at the knee, leaned all of my weight on them, and then slammed into his ass. He screamed again.
The sides of ass protested, and I had to pull out. I moaned as I pushed back in. He was so very dry, but after one more thrust I was fully seated in him. I took a breath and moved, pulling all the way out.
I smirked at the streak of red on my cock.
“Natural lubricant,” I said and Jungmo laughed. I allowed him to bend down and lick the blood off my cock
“Suck him.”
Jungmo put Yoochun’s limp cock in his mouth and cupped his balls.
I pushed back in, all the way, and then immediately fucked him fast.
Yoochun was whimpering now, but still struggling.
“Harder, Taec,” I said and then followed my own command. Yoochun’s ass clenched around me. “God, I love fucking virgins.”
The others laughed.
I changed my angle, lifting Yoochun’s ass a bit higher.
“I’m gonna come, Yunho,” Taec said.
“Do it then.”
Taec pulled out of his mouth, stroked his cock quickly and splattered come on Yoochun’s face and lips.
I slowed his thrusts, barely moving.
Only Jungmo moved, still sucking Yoochun’s cock, now incredibly hard.
Licking my lips, I pushed Jungmo out of the way, took a hold of Yoochun’s knees again and then bent over him.
“And I knew you’d look pretty all covered in come.”
Yoochun said nothing, but turned his face way.
I licked up the come from his eyes and cheeks, moaning and starting my thrusts again.
“Do you want to come, Yoochun? I can make you come.”
I grabbed Yoochun cock and started stroking him in the same time that I fucked him.
“I’m going … you’re … “ Yoochun pressed his lips together, but he moaned anyway.
“I knew you’d like it,” I said and then fucked him harder, hand movements going erratic, body slapping against Yoochun’s.
“Oh, god,” Yoochun said, voice cracking.
A sparkle of a tear formed in his eye. I wanted to see it fall.
“Your ass loves my cock, Chunnie. It loves being ripped open and pounded into. You’re bleeding. Did you know that? Your cock likes it, too. I can feel how hard you are and how much you want to come. Go ahead and come, Chunnie. You want it so bad.”
The tear fell and Yoochun gasped. His ass rose to meet my thrusts and I grinned in triumph.
“That’s right, you little slut. Use that tight hole of yours to fuck my cock.”
He whimpered, and then his head bent back, body arched.
“Say my name,” I whispered.
He was quiet.
“I want to hear you say my name.” I slammed into him with every word, and he winced and bit his lips.
“Say it,” I screamed and I slapped him, hard enough to bloody his lip.
He met my eyes, and even as I fucked him harder, he smirked.
“Yunho,” he whispered, plain as day, like he said it every day.
“Fucker,” I said and matched his smirk.
I stroked him harder and his eyes shut.
“You know you like it, baby,” I said. “Say my name and show me how much you like it.”
He moaned. And then I heard it, just a soft whisper, quiet enough that even Siwon missed it. It was more of a breath, but it was deep and scratchy and it made me moan.
“Yunho,” he repeated, and then he came over my hand. His body went slack, legs pliant and resting perfectly on my legs. I continued to fuck him hard, watching in awe as tears mixed with the come still on his face.
“Chunnie,” I crooned, “look at me.”
His eyes opened. I licked his come off my fingers. “And fuck, I knew you’d taste good.”
I held my body against his as my orgasm ripped through me. I came, filling his hole as it clenched around me.
“You’re such a little slut,” I whispered.
I pulled out, kept his legs spread and watched as come and blood slid out of his abused hole and down his ass crack. Bending down, I licked up a mouthful, moaning in pleasure as the contrasting tastes of salt and copper blended on my tongue.
I moved up his body.
He didn’t fight me when I kissed him. But he didn’t kiss me back either. He gagged on the offering, but I stayed attached to him, forcing him to swallow it.
“You’re going to … I’m going …”
“What are you going to do, Chunnie? Tell on me? Run to the principal? Remember who you’re talking to. I own this school and every student in it, so technically, this ass-” I shoved my fingers into his sore hole and he hissed-“is mine and I’ll use it whenever and however I want.”
I got off of him abruptly. He didn’t try to get up. I picked up his pants and wiped my hand and dick off.
“Siwon, Jungmo. Do what you want to him. He’s yours now.”
I turned away from Yoochun’s whimper and sat against the building with Taec. He handed me a cigarette. We watched as Siwon fucked his face and Jungmo slid into his ass. Yoochun didn’t move except how they made him. The only sign that he wasn’t unconscious were the tears still sliding down his face.
“You were right, Yunho. He really is pretty like that,” Taec said.
I smiled. “Isn’t he though?”
Siwon finished first, coming down Yoochun’s throat and after a single gag, he swallowed it. Jungmo finished just a few minutes later, deciding to pull out and come all over Yoochun’s white shirt and school jacket.
They used his pants to clean up.
I stood up, Taec right behind me. We stood over Yoochun lying on his side, body shaking with sobs that he refused to give voice to.
I had to admire his pride.
And I also had to take it away. I pulled out my cock again.
“You were amazing, Yoochun,” I said, “but next time I expect you to fight a little bit more. Be more vocal. It’s like you weren’t even here for this.”
The others laughed.
I pissed on him, soaking his clothes and then his hair. He flinched, but continued to be silent as I pissed on his face. I shook the last bits of piss from my dick. I tucked myself back into my pants and then stepped over him.
“See you in school tomorrow, Yoochun-shi.”
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Ah, the things I write for my friends.
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