Even the Score 9/12
Title: Even the Score 9/12
Pairing: Main: Yunho/Junsu (minor: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Heechul, Yunho/Sungmin, Yunho/Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Heechul/Junsu, Yunho/female characters)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, once again this is proven by the pairings.
Summary: Who knew that admitting I was bisexual would equate to having even more sex? Who knew it would bring someone back into my life and make me question everything I thought I knew about love?
Warning: slut!Yunho, HET, and (mentioned attempted rape and violence in later chapters)
Pairings in this part: Yunho/Junsu/Jaejoong/Yoochun
Part 9: away games
Pairings in this part: Yunho/Junsu/Jaejoong/Yoochun
Junsu was up at five to go running. He woke me up at six and then again at six-thirty. I rolled out of bed at about six-forty-five. I took a shower and was ready to go by seven. Junsu was resplendent in blue jeans and a red polo shirt. I wore jeans and a green plaid shirt that Jaejoong had given me on my birthday.
Junsu drove a little faster than usual through the empty country roads. I slept off and on during the ride. When we were almost in Gwanju, I called Jaejoong’s cell phone.
“Hey, Gorgeous,” he said, slightly breathless.
“What’s up?” I said.
“Morning quickie.”
“Say hi to Yoochun,” I said with a laugh.
“He says hi ... I don’t know why he’s calling this early ... Who cares? It’s him. I have my dick in your ass listening to his voice. I’m in heaven ... Hang on a second.”
Yoochun came on the phone. “Are you talking dirty to him?”
I laughed. “No, just talking.”
“Oh, I see what you mean, babe. Sultry voice without even trying.”
“What are you guys doing today?” I asked.
“Nothing but each other.”
“We’ll see about that. I’m going to be in town in about a half hour. Will you guys meet me for coffee?”
“You bet.”
“Good. I have a surprise for you.”
“He says he has a surprise. I wonder what kind of surprise ... I don’t know. He said it was a surprise.”
“I’ll see you later.”
“Later.”
Yoochun and Jaejoong. Jaejoong claims that he was born gay and I believe it. I’ve known the two of them since we were in diapers. We’ve floated in and out of being friends forever. Yoochun decided about thirteen he was gay and Jaejoong was there. They’ve been inseparable since. And they have an annoying habit of talking to each other like they’re alone and no one else can hear them, even the person they’re talking about.
Yoochun’s parents were rich. They left him and his younger brother home by themselves starting when he was ten and Yoohwan was eight. His parents were still never home and Yoochun wasn’t about to move out if he didn’t have to, even though Yoohwan had left home as soon as he graduated from high school.
Jaejoong wasn’t allowed to move in but it was just a formality. He kept his stuff at his house but probably only spent two nights a week there. Not that his parents really cared. They had eight daughters that weren’t gay to shower love on.
I made sure Junsu met them on his first day in Gwanju. Junsu had a boyfriend in the city, but they were having threesomes within the month. I almost came out to them when I first realized I was bi, but the fear of my mother won out.
Junsu and I entered the coffee shop. We smiled at the hostess. “We’re with them,” I said and pointed to the guys.
Jaejoong was in white pants and a bright blue shirt. His hair was ice blond, and he had his lip, nose and eyebrow pierced. And about four piercings in each ear.
Yoochun’s long hair was black with streaks of lime green. He was wearing jeans and a red t-shirt that said in yellow lettering, I like using the backdoor.
They both stood.
I hugged Jaejoong first and then Yoochun. “Nice shirt.”
“Did he say he was bringing Junsu?” Yoochun said, looking at Jaejoong.
“No, but who cares? We get to see Wild Boy. Now that’s a surprise.”
They hugged and kissed Junsu.
“I’m not the surprise,” Junsu said as we sat back down.
They exchanged looks.
“Later,” I said. “I’m starving, and I need coffee.”
We ordered from our waitress who looked familiar and her name tag said, Yoona. I knew too many Yoonas.
“You both look like shit,” Jaejoong said and touched the bruise on Junsu’s cheek. “What happened?”
“I broke up with Seunghyung and he hit me.”
“Well good riddance,” Yoochun said. He nodded at me. “What about you? Who have you been fighting with?”
“I bent some girl over in a closet, and her boyfriend got mad,” I said and touched my cheek.
They laughed.
“Typical Yunho,” Jaejoong said.
“The black eye and other bruises are from Sungmin,” I said.
They looked at each other again and then Yoochun looked at Junsu. “Do you think he told him finally?” Yoochun said.
“I guess so,” Jaejoong answered. “Why else would he be hitting Sungmin? I mean, they are-“
”Yes, guys,” I said. “Junsu told me and we had a little tiff.”
“My hero,” Junsu said. “You guys missed it yesterday.”
Junsu told them about the fight and then about the soccer game.
“Sounds like it was a good day,” Jaejoong said.
“It’s been a great weekend,” Junsu said and smiled. “His roommate is gay.”
“No way! Is he hot?”
“Yeah.” Junsu dug out his cell phone and flipped to a picture of Heechul. I looked over at it. He was naked and hard, stomach littered with drops of come.
I rolled my eyes and grinned. “I missed the photo session, huh?”
“You missed a lot of things while you were at work,” Junsu said.
“He’s missed out on a lot things his whole life,” Jaejoong said and licked his lips at me.
I smiled and concentrated on the food placed in front of me. It was fun to be with them but I had to concentrate on not having a hard on when I stood up.
Junsu kept the conversation going and talked about landing an agent, and the woes of wanting to fuck said agent. We talked about high school and Junsu found every chance he could to shove sexual innuendos at me, and after only ten minutes, JaeChun joined in. I laughed and smiled with them, because they were funny, but it took a lot of self control to curb my erection.
“Your parents home?” I asked Yoochun as we left the restaurant.
He scoffed. “Nope. They are in Rome for the next ten days and then on to the nude beaches of Spain and the gay streets of Par-ee. I haven’t seen them in about two months.”
“Kay. We’ll meet you at your house so I can give you guys my surprise.”
“Ah, the surprise,” Jaejoong said.
“I wonder what it is.”
They continued their conversation and headed to Yoochun’s cream Mini Cooper.
I looked at Junsu and grinned. “Can’t wait,” I said and he laughed.
Yoochun’s house was huge. Three stories, plus a finished loft and a finished basement. We took the grand staircase up to the third floor, and then walked up a short flight of stairs to the loft. There were comfy squishy couches, two televisions, shelves of movies and video games for all kinds of video consoles.
“Movie?” Jaejoong asked and went to the flat screen TV.
“How about the surprise first?” I said.
“Surprise,” they both said together.
“Hm,” I said. “Now I want you both to be equally surprised, but I can only give you the surprise one at a time. So who’s first?”
“Me,” they both said.
“Flip a coin,” Junsu said and reached into his pocket. “Yoochun likes giving head more, so he’s heads and Jaejoong like fucking tail more, so he’s tails.”
We laughed. Junsu flipped the coin and it landed on tails.
“Ooh, I’m first,” Jaejoong said and clapped and jumped up and down.
“Junsu, distract Yoochun for about five minutes.”
“My pleasure,” Junsu said and grinned.
I waited until a door shut and then grinned at Jaejoong.
“Well?” he said.
“Come here,” I said.
He took two steps to me and then I covered the distance between us. I kissed his startled lips and immediately had my hand under his shirt to caress lithe muscles along his tiny waist.
He broke away from me. “What the fuck?” he asked, breathless.
“Surprise,” I said and laughed.
His eyes rolled back and I kissed him again, tugging on the lip piercing with my lips and teeth.
“I’ve been bisexual for a long time,” I whispered against his lips. “I .. well, I was going to tell you guys high school and I know you wouldn’t have betrayed me, but my mom-“
”It’s all right,” he said. “Better late than never.”
I got lost in the next kiss he gave me. Soft, perfect. I had to force myself away from him.
“Don’t tell Yoochun,” I said. “I want it to be a surprise for him, too.”
“No, don’t even tell Yoochun,” Jaejoong said. “I want to keep you all to myself.”
My eyebrows rose. “That’s not like you.”
Jaejoong scoffed. “You make me crazy and delusional.”
I kissed him again. “I’m glad you were first but if I don’t tell Yoochun, how are we supposed to have threesomes?”
Jaejoong shivered. “Tell Yoochun.”
I laughed and shouted for Junsu.
“Sit,” I said to Jaejoong. “Keep your mouth shut.”
Jaejoong sat and never took his eyes off me. The other two came back up the stairs.
Yoochun stared at Jaejoong and said, “Well? What’s the surprise?”
Jaejoong didn’t answer.
Junsu went over to him, touched his cheek. Jaejoong jumped but didn’t look away from me.
I went to Yoochun and draped my arm over his shoulder.
Yoochun looked at me with narrowed his eyes. “What did you do to him?”
“Surprised him.”
“How-“
I kissed Yoochun. Same noise of surprise, but very little in the way of hesitation. Yoochun had a tongue stud. I pulled at it with my tongue. Jaejoong had barely moved but Yoochun’s hands were roving under my shirt and down to my ass. I shoved my hands in the back of his jeans and walked us to the couch. I sat right next to Jaejoong and pulled Yoochun down to my lap. Jaejoong let loose a needy sound, and I turned my head for him to join our kiss.
Yoochun broke away, kissing my cheek, hands on my stomach and yanking at my jeans, “Are we still dreaming?”
“Don’t care,” Jaejoong said, muffled against my lips.
I pinched Yoochun’s arm and he jumped. “Not dreaming,” I said and pulled him back into the kiss. While Jaejoong’s hands worked on the buttons of my shirt, I broke away from Yoochun to pull his shirt off and stopped.
“Shouldn’t that say, I like using Yunho’s backdoor?” I asked.
Yoochun yanked the shirt off. He had a barbell through one nipple. I closed my mouth around the soft part of his lower neck and played with the piercing with my fingers. Jaejoong’s mouth was on my chest, hands at my pants and zipper.
I had to stop them both to push my clothes off my body. I pulled Jaejoong’s lips back to mine as Yoochun undressed him.
“Those hickies and teeth imprints look like Junsu’s,” Yoochun said and looked over at Junsu.
Junsu was still clothed, sitting in an arm chair. He grinned. “Guilty as charged.”
“You going to come join us?” Jaejoong said and grabbed my dick. I gasped.
“Nah, not right now. I’m content watching. He’s amazing, guys. Have fun with him.”
Both went down to lick me and shove me down throats.
“Knock it off,” Jaejoong said. “I want to do it.”
“I want to more,” Yoochun said.
“Yeah, well-“
I grabbed Jaejoong and pulled him back up to me. I moved, dislodging Yoochun’s mouth and lowered Jaejoong to the couch. I grabbed his dick as I kissed him. He body writhed underneath mine.
“Who do I get to fuck first?” I whispered.
“Me,” they both said.
Junsu laughed and pulled out the quarter. “Tails, again” he said. “So Jaejoong gets you first.”
“Damn it,” Yoochun muttered.
Jaejoong smiled. “You can fuck me too, you know.”
Yoochun’s eyes went wide and he scrambled to his feet, grabbed lube from a drawer in the entertainment stand. I held out my hand, and he poured it right on my fingers. Jaejoong shifted and settled deeper on the couch, lifting one leg to the back of it. He gripped behind his other knee. I smiled and pressed a kiss to his chest just as I slipped a finger around his entrance.
“When did you get this done?” I asked, flicking the piercing in the ridge of his dick.
Jaejoong smiled. “Last year. Chunnie-ah wanted it.”
I held Jaejoong’s cock up and shuffled back so I could put it in my mouth, but I got distracted by the shiny hoop and played with it for a long time.
Jaejoong’s hands settled in my hair, hips rising trying to get me to suck on him. I didn’t let him and continued to play while I prepared him with two and then three fingers.
Yoochun’s ran one hand up and down my back, and the other twisted and teased Jaejoong’s pierced navel.
“How many piercings is that now?” Junsu asked.
“F-fifteen. Eight in my ears, my eyebrow, a nipple, two in my lips, the one in my nose, my belly button and my dick.”
“So many to play with,” Yoochun whispered and leaned down to kiss Jaejoong and tug at the jewel on his lip.
Jaejoong whimpered into his mouth, and his fingers tightened in my hair. “Okay, Yunnie-ah, please, that’s … please.”
I let his dick fall out of my mouth and twisted my fingers inside him. “That’s what? Not enough. Do you need me to tease you more?”
“No, please, please, fuck me. Please.”
“Okay. Condom?” I asked Yoochun.
The two of them looked at me, confused.
“You two don’t use condoms?”
“Do we even have any condoms?” Yoochun asked.
Jaejoong shrugged. “Not that I’m aware of.”
“You guys are so lucky,” Junsu said.
“Why?”
“Because I know that JaeChun don’t use condoms with each other, so I brought some.” He pulled out two strips from his jacket pocket.
“Oh, man, Su-ah, I love you,” I said and caught a strip when he tossed them to me.
Jaejoong was pouting as I tore one open. “What?”
“I hate condoms.”
“Yes, well, I’ve fucked who knows how many people who have fucked who knows how many people this weekend, so we’re using them.”
“What?” Jaejoong said with another pout.
“He’s a slut,” Junsu said.
“Oh, well that’s true.”
“Shut up,” I said and rolled the condom on. “Do you want me to fuck you or not?”
Jaejoong smiled and said, “Yes, please.” He lifted a leg over the back of the couch, and the other went over my elbow.
Yoochun licked his lips and reached for my dick with a hand slick with lube. I sighed, eyes shutting as he stroked me, palm teasing the head.
“Yoochun-ah, stop it,” Jaejoong whined. “Let him fuck me.”
Yoochun smiled at his best friend and then turned to me and said, “You heard the princess.”
“Fuck you,” Jaejoong said with no heat to it.
I held my cock down to Jaejoong’s loosened body and pressed into him slowly. Jaejoong keened, hands scrambling for purchase. He gripped the back of the couch and behind Yoochun’s neck, yanking him down for a kiss. I rocked in and out of him slowly until our bodies touched, and then I sped up.
“God, Jaejoong,” Yoochun said. “This is amazing.”
“No fucking kidding. His dick is huge and damn, feels so fucking good. I think I’m going to pass out.”
“Don’t do that. What will he think?”
“You’re right. But it’s so ... “ He whimpered.
I fucked Jaejoong harder and their conversation ended. The only thing out of his mouth was my name.
“Oh my god, fuck, fuck, Chunnie, stroke me please. Make me come, please, oh god.”
Yoochun kissed down Jaejoong’s body and slowly stroked Jaejoong’s erection. “Didn’t you want us both to fuck you?”
“Oh god, please, oh please. Fuck me.”
Yoochun and I smiled at each other, and I pulled out of Jaejoong despite his whimper. I sat on the couch, legs spread, and Jaejoong fell between them. He grabbed my balls and sucked my dick into his mouth. Our eyes met and he made a face at the condom, but kept sucking.
I settled a hand in his hair and a moment later, Yoochun’s hands were there too, pulling at the blond strands roughly.
“Bad little boy, come on,” Yoochun said. “Straddle his lap so he can fuck you again.”
Jaejoong broke away from my dick and tilted his head up to look at Yoochun. “I don’t think I can handle it.”
“Then pass out, and we’ll use you when you recover.”
Jaejoong shivered and climbed over my body, kissing my chest and stomach and neck until he was straddling my lap. Yoochun held my dick up and Jaejoong sat, taking me all at once. Our lips met and I teased him with my tongue, playing with his piercings more than h is lips. He whimpered and moaned.
Yoochun’s fingers pressed into Jaejoong next to my dick and he curled them up and around, stretching Jaejoong more and driving me insane.
“I’m going to come if you keep going that,” I gasped.
“I thought you said he was good, Su-ah,” Yoochun said.
“Jaejoong is hard on longevity,” I said, fingers digging into the beauty’s hips.
“Well, that’s true,” Yoochun said and kissed Jaejoong’s tattooed shoulders.
“Fuck me, come on, please,” Jaejoong demanded, head tilted back to glare at his soul mate.
Yoochun chuckled. With a firm hand on his neck, he pressed Jaejoong forward. I wrapped my arms around his waist to steady him. Yoochun’s dick pressed against mine, and everything squeezed tightly around me, and Jaejoong whimpered and cried out Yoochun’s name. My eyes shut tight from the sensations and it took me a minute to get used to the sinful slide of his cock and the pulsating heat of Jaejoong’s body.
Jaejoong fell against me, lips begging for a kiss.
“So beautiful,” I whispered to his lust-blow gaze. I tugged on his hair and sucked his piercing into my mouth again.
He whimpered and moved his hips, taking us both into his body.
“Touch me please someone don’t care just fuck me harder oh god, Chunnie-ah, please please please please.”
Yoochun stilled Jaejoong’s movements long enough to get a hand under and around his waist. The back of his fingers brushed over my stomach as he jerked Jaejoong’s off. His thrusts into Jaejoong’s body sped up, and the pleasure surrounding me was too much for me to even move.
Jaejoong and I breathed for each other, mouths never parting as Yoochun brought us both closer to coming.
Jaejoong cried out into my mouth, body shaking violently. Warmth splattered up my chest, and Jaejoong fell against me, ripping his mouth from mine. I had to tighten my grip on his hips to keep him from falling to the floor. Jaejoong whimpered, pleasure zinging through his body in shudders. Yoochun kissed his neck and shoulders and then stopped his slow thrusts.
“Can I ride him now?” Yoochun asked.
Jaejoong whimpered. “No, don’t leave me, please, just …”
Yoochun pulled his hair and tilted his head back. “Don’t be greedy, love.” He forced a kiss to Jaejoong’s open mouth, and then helped the shuddering beauty off my lap. I shivered when my cock slipped out of him. But it wasn’t lonely long. Yoochun straddled my lap, held my dick up and pressed it against his unprepared entrance.
“Fuck, Yoochun.”
I gripped his hips, fingers digging into his skin. My eyes shut tightly, and his body pressed against mine. I opened my mouth, sucked on his pierced nipple as he lowered himself down.
“Too, fuck, Yoochun, what the hell?”
Yoochun laughed, put his arms around my neck and lifted up and down, wincing just a bit from the stretch. “Wanted to feel all of you.”
“God, no kidding.”
Jaejoong, slightly recovered, rolled to his knees and grabbed Yoochun’s cock. “Can I suck on you, Chunnie?”
“No.”
Jaejoong pouted up at him and Yoochun laughed, breathlessly. “Of course you can, love. Why do you even need to ask?”
Jaejoong frowned and instead of sucking on Yoochun, muttered something about ungrateful friends and licked my nipples instead.
“Oh god,” I whispered, hands finding their way into Jaejoong’s hair again.
Yoochun sped up, riding me hard. I had to bend my knees and slouch further on the couch to keep from slipping out of him.
Jaejoong’s lips hovered over mine. “You’re in so much trouble, Yunnie. Do you know why? Because instead of being able to fuck you for the last six years, you kept your sexuality to yourself. So selfish.”
“Such a bastard,” Yoochun said with a groan.
“We should make up for it, and we’re going to fuck you all day until I’m satisfied. Do you know how hard it is to satisfy me?”
“So fucking hard, such a needy bottom,” Yoochun gasped.
Jaejoong kissed away my next moan. He pinched my nipple and Yoochun sped up, jerking himself off. My head was spinning and I couldn’t concentrate on the sexy threats Jaejoong was whispering or on anything other than the physical sensations of the two of them dangling me on the edge of coming and then throwing me over the cliff.
I bit down on Jaejoong’s lip and cried out into his mouth and I moaned and shivered and thrust into Yoochun through my orgasm.
Yoochun cursed and Jaejoong was gone from my lips, mouth around Yoochun’s dick.
My dick was too sensitive, but Yoochun didn’t seem to care, thrusting up into Jaejoong’s mouth and down on my cock until he gripped Jaejoong’s hair, yanked his head back and stroked himself until he came all over Jaejoong’s face.
The three of us collapsed together, me in the middle and them on each side. Yoochun found a discarded shirt and gently cleaned Jaejoong’s face off.
Junsu laughed.
I opened an eye. “What?”
“You are just way too satisfied with yourself,” he said. “I wish you had let me tie you up.”
“Maybe tomorrow,” I said.
Jaejoong smacked my chest. “Why the fuck didn’t you tell us about this sooner? Shit, that was amazing sex.”
“Amazing?” Yoochun said. “He was fucking awesome!”
“That is what amazing means, babe.”
“But amazing isn’t enough.”
“Climatic, then,” Jaejoong said. “Exceptional, superb, first-rate, godly.”
“Okay,” Junsu said with a laugh. “That’s enough. His ego’s big enough.”
“Yeah,” Yoochun said and grabbed me. “Definitely a big enough ego.”
I moved his arm. “To answer your question: I wasn’t ready yet.”
Jaejoong grinned at me. “So that day, when we made you watch gay porn-“
Junsu and I laughed. “The only thing that kept me from attacking you guys was the thought of my mother’s reaction if she found out.”
“And you’re going to tell her?” Yoochun said in amazement.
“No,” I said. “I’m going to tell Dad. He can tell Mom.”
“Shit, your dad is hot,” Jaejoong said and shivered. “You know, he always says hi to us when he sees us. Like at the store or if he comes in for coffee or something. He always asks how we’re doing.”
“He’s a great guy,” Yoochun said.
I yawned. “I’m exhausted.”
Junsu came over to us. He grabbed an arm of each of them and pulled them away. “Come fuck me guys. Let him rest. I’ve tired him out this weekend.”
Jaejoong broke away and stood with hands on his hips. “Why did Junsu get you first?”
“I didn’t,” Junsu said quickly. “His roommate did.”
“The pretty redhead?”
“Yep.”
“It’s not my fault,” I grumbled at their glares. “That pretty redhead walks around naked all the time.”
Yoochun threw a blanket over me. “If I keep looking at you, I’m going to want that again.”
“Maybe later,” I said.
I watched them peel off Junsu’s clothes and then everything went hazy underneath the soft blanket.
I woke up to soft touches on my skin and a warm mouth wrapped around my dick. I rolled on my side with a groan. “Leave me alone,” I said.
“You said you had to be home at one,” Junsu whispered. “It’s twelve-thirty.”
I groaned again. The blanket was pulled off of me and another mouth covered my dick and lips touched mine. I sat up and dislodged all three of them.
“Aw,” Jaejoong whined and kissed my shoulder. “You have a half hour.”
I wrapped him up. “I know. Let’s go soak in the Jacuzzi.”
“Excellent idea,” Yoochun said and bounded up.
I stood more slowly and then had to stop when Junsu grabbed my partially erect penis. “You’ll be late.”
“Who cares?” I said. “I don’t want to tell my mom anymore than she wants to hear it.”
I followed the guys to Yoochun’s parents’ suite on the third floor. Their Jacuzzi was about half the size of my dorm room. I waited only until it was half full before climbing into the warm water. Junsu was right; he really tired me out. Between the sex, the soccer game and the fighting, my whole body was sore.
Junsu climbed over me and kissed me. “When can I come back?”
“You’re leaving me?” I said with a pout.
“I have homework too, you know,” he replied.
“I know, but I don’t want you to go.”
“If I bring my laptop to your dorm tomorrow, do you promise to leave my ass alone and let me get some homework done?”
I smirked. “I’m only saying yes so you’ll come.”
Junsu smiled and kissed me again and again. “Okay.”
“And I’ll do my best to keep my hands to myself. I have a paper due on Wednesday.”
“I started it for you.”
“Thanks.”
“I want a better thanks than that.”
I smiled. “I’ll wait until I get my final grade.”
Junsu kissed me and didn’t let me break away until the tub was full. Jaejoong turned on the jets and he and Yoochun climbed in. By myself, I probably would have fallen asleep. With three gorgeous men, I got a Jacuzzi blow job.
I wrapped in a towel and went back upstairs. Yoochun had Junsu bent over the edge of the tub. Jaejoong followed me, naked.
I pulled on boxers and grabbed my jeans. My phone clattered to the floor.
Jaejoong picked it up. “You have ten missed calls.”
“From?”
“Your mom.”
I made a face. I finished getting dressed and sat down. Jaejoong sat next to me, and I wrapped his naked body up in my arms.
“Hey, Yunho.”
“Hm?”
“Why didn’t you tell me? I wouldn’t have even told Yoochun if you didn’t want me to.”
I tilted his head up and kissed his cheek. “I don’t know.”
He picked at the buttons on the shirt. “You always wear this when you come see me.”
“I like this shirt.”
“I like it better on the floor.” He kissed me. “Can I tell you a secret?”
“Sure.”
“I’d rather have you than Yoochun.”
“That’s just after-sex feelings talking.”
“No,” he said. “I think about you all time when I’m with him. I like you, Yunho. I guess I’m sorta glad you didn’t tell us this in high school. I would have tossed him for you. I still will.”
“Don’t,” I said. “I like you, too, but you love Yoochun.”
He looked away. “Yeah, and I think Junsu would kill us both. He’s been in love with you since high school.”
I looked away and sighed. “I …”
Jaejoong kissed me softly. “He loves you. I know you care about him. You’ve been a player for a long time. Sex isn’t as important as being with someone you love.”
“You tell me this after saying you’d leave Yoochun for me?”
Jaejoong smirked. “I would. It would be great and we’d be happy for awhile, and then we’d both end up miserable. It’s better that we both stick to people we already love.”
My phone rang. He handed it to me and I answered it.
“Where are you, young man? Ajumah Lee says she saw you leave the café with your nasty friends.”
I took a deep breath and told her the truth. “I’m at Yoochun’s. I just got done fucking him and Jaejoong, and I’ll be home in a minute.”
“That isn’t funny. Get home. Now.”
I disconnected and smiled at Jaejoong’s wide eyes. “She didn’t believe me.” I kissed Jaejoong, ran hands all over his body. I lowered him to the couch and left him gasping when I put his dick in my mouth. I played with the piercing and wet a finger to slip into his ass.
“Oh, that feels good, Yunnie-ah.”
“Can I tell you something?” I whispered, lip against the soft head of his erection. “I used to jerk off thinking about this, about pushing my dick inside your body. When I knew no one was listening, I’d jerk off, screaming your name. I love the feel of your body against mine. I wish I had told you in high school so we could have snuck into the bathroom or a shower in the locker room and given each other blow jobs.”
Jaejoong was gasping at this point, shaking with an occasional curse.
“Go ahead and come.” I licked his ear. “Let me wrap my mouth around you, so I can swallow your come.”
Another body fell next to Jaejoong’s, and Junsu kissed him. Yoochun’s finger joined mine, and between the two of us, we licked and sucked on Jaejoong’s cock until he was muttering and whimpering, and suddenly coming. Yoochun pushed me away and kept licking while Jaejoong’s orgasm covered his face.
“We gotta get out of here,” Junsu said. “Or we’ll never leave.”
I kept fingering Jaejoong and moved my mouth down to lick at his entrance.
“That sounds like a good idea,” Yoochun said.
Yoochun
Jaejoong
Part 10: inter-league trading
Part 8: from out of left field
Part 7: battle of equals
Part 6: right in the kisser
Part 5: unsportsmanlike conduct
Part 4: scoring
Part 3: get the ball rolling
Part 2: switch hitter
Part 1: roll with the punches
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Pairing: Main: Yunho/Junsu (minor: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Heechul, Yunho/Sungmin, Yunho/Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Heechul/Junsu, Yunho/female characters)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, once again this is proven by the pairings.
Summary: Who knew that admitting I was bisexual would equate to having even more sex? Who knew it would bring someone back into my life and make me question everything I thought I knew about love?
Warning: slut!Yunho, HET, and (mentioned attempted rape and violence in later chapters)
Pairings in this part: Yunho/Junsu/Jaejoong/Yoochun
Part 9: away games
Pairings in this part: Yunho/Junsu/Jaejoong/Yoochun
Junsu was up at five to go running. He woke me up at six and then again at six-thirty. I rolled out of bed at about six-forty-five. I took a shower and was ready to go by seven. Junsu was resplendent in blue jeans and a red polo shirt. I wore jeans and a green plaid shirt that Jaejoong had given me on my birthday.
Junsu drove a little faster than usual through the empty country roads. I slept off and on during the ride. When we were almost in Gwanju, I called Jaejoong’s cell phone.
“Hey, Gorgeous,” he said, slightly breathless.
“What’s up?” I said.
“Morning quickie.”
“Say hi to Yoochun,” I said with a laugh.
“He says hi ... I don’t know why he’s calling this early ... Who cares? It’s him. I have my dick in your ass listening to his voice. I’m in heaven ... Hang on a second.”
Yoochun came on the phone. “Are you talking dirty to him?”
I laughed. “No, just talking.”
“Oh, I see what you mean, babe. Sultry voice without even trying.”
“What are you guys doing today?” I asked.
“Nothing but each other.”
“We’ll see about that. I’m going to be in town in about a half hour. Will you guys meet me for coffee?”
“You bet.”
“Good. I have a surprise for you.”
“He says he has a surprise. I wonder what kind of surprise ... I don’t know. He said it was a surprise.”
“I’ll see you later.”
“Later.”
Yoochun and Jaejoong. Jaejoong claims that he was born gay and I believe it. I’ve known the two of them since we were in diapers. We’ve floated in and out of being friends forever. Yoochun decided about thirteen he was gay and Jaejoong was there. They’ve been inseparable since. And they have an annoying habit of talking to each other like they’re alone and no one else can hear them, even the person they’re talking about.
Yoochun’s parents were rich. They left him and his younger brother home by themselves starting when he was ten and Yoohwan was eight. His parents were still never home and Yoochun wasn’t about to move out if he didn’t have to, even though Yoohwan had left home as soon as he graduated from high school.
Jaejoong wasn’t allowed to move in but it was just a formality. He kept his stuff at his house but probably only spent two nights a week there. Not that his parents really cared. They had eight daughters that weren’t gay to shower love on.
I made sure Junsu met them on his first day in Gwanju. Junsu had a boyfriend in the city, but they were having threesomes within the month. I almost came out to them when I first realized I was bi, but the fear of my mother won out.
Junsu and I entered the coffee shop. We smiled at the hostess. “We’re with them,” I said and pointed to the guys.
Jaejoong was in white pants and a bright blue shirt. His hair was ice blond, and he had his lip, nose and eyebrow pierced. And about four piercings in each ear.
Yoochun’s long hair was black with streaks of lime green. He was wearing jeans and a red t-shirt that said in yellow lettering, I like using the backdoor.
They both stood.
I hugged Jaejoong first and then Yoochun. “Nice shirt.”
“Did he say he was bringing Junsu?” Yoochun said, looking at Jaejoong.
“No, but who cares? We get to see Wild Boy. Now that’s a surprise.”
They hugged and kissed Junsu.
“I’m not the surprise,” Junsu said as we sat back down.
They exchanged looks.
“Later,” I said. “I’m starving, and I need coffee.”
We ordered from our waitress who looked familiar and her name tag said, Yoona. I knew too many Yoonas.
“You both look like shit,” Jaejoong said and touched the bruise on Junsu’s cheek. “What happened?”
“I broke up with Seunghyung and he hit me.”
“Well good riddance,” Yoochun said. He nodded at me. “What about you? Who have you been fighting with?”
“I bent some girl over in a closet, and her boyfriend got mad,” I said and touched my cheek.
They laughed.
“Typical Yunho,” Jaejoong said.
“The black eye and other bruises are from Sungmin,” I said.
They looked at each other again and then Yoochun looked at Junsu. “Do you think he told him finally?” Yoochun said.
“I guess so,” Jaejoong answered. “Why else would he be hitting Sungmin? I mean, they are-“
”Yes, guys,” I said. “Junsu told me and we had a little tiff.”
“My hero,” Junsu said. “You guys missed it yesterday.”
Junsu told them about the fight and then about the soccer game.
“Sounds like it was a good day,” Jaejoong said.
“It’s been a great weekend,” Junsu said and smiled. “His roommate is gay.”
“No way! Is he hot?”
“Yeah.” Junsu dug out his cell phone and flipped to a picture of Heechul. I looked over at it. He was naked and hard, stomach littered with drops of come.
I rolled my eyes and grinned. “I missed the photo session, huh?”
“You missed a lot of things while you were at work,” Junsu said.
“He’s missed out on a lot things his whole life,” Jaejoong said and licked his lips at me.
I smiled and concentrated on the food placed in front of me. It was fun to be with them but I had to concentrate on not having a hard on when I stood up.
Junsu kept the conversation going and talked about landing an agent, and the woes of wanting to fuck said agent. We talked about high school and Junsu found every chance he could to shove sexual innuendos at me, and after only ten minutes, JaeChun joined in. I laughed and smiled with them, because they were funny, but it took a lot of self control to curb my erection.
“Your parents home?” I asked Yoochun as we left the restaurant.
He scoffed. “Nope. They are in Rome for the next ten days and then on to the nude beaches of Spain and the gay streets of Par-ee. I haven’t seen them in about two months.”
“Kay. We’ll meet you at your house so I can give you guys my surprise.”
“Ah, the surprise,” Jaejoong said.
“I wonder what it is.”
They continued their conversation and headed to Yoochun’s cream Mini Cooper.
I looked at Junsu and grinned. “Can’t wait,” I said and he laughed.
Yoochun’s house was huge. Three stories, plus a finished loft and a finished basement. We took the grand staircase up to the third floor, and then walked up a short flight of stairs to the loft. There were comfy squishy couches, two televisions, shelves of movies and video games for all kinds of video consoles.
“Movie?” Jaejoong asked and went to the flat screen TV.
“How about the surprise first?” I said.
“Surprise,” they both said together.
“Hm,” I said. “Now I want you both to be equally surprised, but I can only give you the surprise one at a time. So who’s first?”
“Me,” they both said.
“Flip a coin,” Junsu said and reached into his pocket. “Yoochun likes giving head more, so he’s heads and Jaejoong like fucking tail more, so he’s tails.”
We laughed. Junsu flipped the coin and it landed on tails.
“Ooh, I’m first,” Jaejoong said and clapped and jumped up and down.
“Junsu, distract Yoochun for about five minutes.”
“My pleasure,” Junsu said and grinned.
I waited until a door shut and then grinned at Jaejoong.
“Well?” he said.
“Come here,” I said.
He took two steps to me and then I covered the distance between us. I kissed his startled lips and immediately had my hand under his shirt to caress lithe muscles along his tiny waist.
He broke away from me. “What the fuck?” he asked, breathless.
“Surprise,” I said and laughed.
His eyes rolled back and I kissed him again, tugging on the lip piercing with my lips and teeth.
“I’ve been bisexual for a long time,” I whispered against his lips. “I .. well, I was going to tell you guys high school and I know you wouldn’t have betrayed me, but my mom-“
”It’s all right,” he said. “Better late than never.”
I got lost in the next kiss he gave me. Soft, perfect. I had to force myself away from him.
“Don’t tell Yoochun,” I said. “I want it to be a surprise for him, too.”
“No, don’t even tell Yoochun,” Jaejoong said. “I want to keep you all to myself.”
My eyebrows rose. “That’s not like you.”
Jaejoong scoffed. “You make me crazy and delusional.”
I kissed him again. “I’m glad you were first but if I don’t tell Yoochun, how are we supposed to have threesomes?”
Jaejoong shivered. “Tell Yoochun.”
I laughed and shouted for Junsu.
“Sit,” I said to Jaejoong. “Keep your mouth shut.”
Jaejoong sat and never took his eyes off me. The other two came back up the stairs.
Yoochun stared at Jaejoong and said, “Well? What’s the surprise?”
Jaejoong didn’t answer.
Junsu went over to him, touched his cheek. Jaejoong jumped but didn’t look away from me.
I went to Yoochun and draped my arm over his shoulder.
Yoochun looked at me with narrowed his eyes. “What did you do to him?”
“Surprised him.”
“How-“
I kissed Yoochun. Same noise of surprise, but very little in the way of hesitation. Yoochun had a tongue stud. I pulled at it with my tongue. Jaejoong had barely moved but Yoochun’s hands were roving under my shirt and down to my ass. I shoved my hands in the back of his jeans and walked us to the couch. I sat right next to Jaejoong and pulled Yoochun down to my lap. Jaejoong let loose a needy sound, and I turned my head for him to join our kiss.
Yoochun broke away, kissing my cheek, hands on my stomach and yanking at my jeans, “Are we still dreaming?”
“Don’t care,” Jaejoong said, muffled against my lips.
I pinched Yoochun’s arm and he jumped. “Not dreaming,” I said and pulled him back into the kiss. While Jaejoong’s hands worked on the buttons of my shirt, I broke away from Yoochun to pull his shirt off and stopped.
“Shouldn’t that say, I like using Yunho’s backdoor?” I asked.
Yoochun yanked the shirt off. He had a barbell through one nipple. I closed my mouth around the soft part of his lower neck and played with the piercing with my fingers. Jaejoong’s mouth was on my chest, hands at my pants and zipper.
I had to stop them both to push my clothes off my body. I pulled Jaejoong’s lips back to mine as Yoochun undressed him.
“Those hickies and teeth imprints look like Junsu’s,” Yoochun said and looked over at Junsu.
Junsu was still clothed, sitting in an arm chair. He grinned. “Guilty as charged.”
“You going to come join us?” Jaejoong said and grabbed my dick. I gasped.
“Nah, not right now. I’m content watching. He’s amazing, guys. Have fun with him.”
Both went down to lick me and shove me down throats.
“Knock it off,” Jaejoong said. “I want to do it.”
“I want to more,” Yoochun said.
“Yeah, well-“
I grabbed Jaejoong and pulled him back up to me. I moved, dislodging Yoochun’s mouth and lowered Jaejoong to the couch. I grabbed his dick as I kissed him. He body writhed underneath mine.
“Who do I get to fuck first?” I whispered.
“Me,” they both said.
Junsu laughed and pulled out the quarter. “Tails, again” he said. “So Jaejoong gets you first.”
“Damn it,” Yoochun muttered.
Jaejoong smiled. “You can fuck me too, you know.”
Yoochun’s eyes went wide and he scrambled to his feet, grabbed lube from a drawer in the entertainment stand. I held out my hand, and he poured it right on my fingers. Jaejoong shifted and settled deeper on the couch, lifting one leg to the back of it. He gripped behind his other knee. I smiled and pressed a kiss to his chest just as I slipped a finger around his entrance.
“When did you get this done?” I asked, flicking the piercing in the ridge of his dick.
Jaejoong smiled. “Last year. Chunnie-ah wanted it.”
I held Jaejoong’s cock up and shuffled back so I could put it in my mouth, but I got distracted by the shiny hoop and played with it for a long time.
Jaejoong’s hands settled in my hair, hips rising trying to get me to suck on him. I didn’t let him and continued to play while I prepared him with two and then three fingers.
Yoochun’s ran one hand up and down my back, and the other twisted and teased Jaejoong’s pierced navel.
“How many piercings is that now?” Junsu asked.
“F-fifteen. Eight in my ears, my eyebrow, a nipple, two in my lips, the one in my nose, my belly button and my dick.”
“So many to play with,” Yoochun whispered and leaned down to kiss Jaejoong and tug at the jewel on his lip.
Jaejoong whimpered into his mouth, and his fingers tightened in my hair. “Okay, Yunnie-ah, please, that’s … please.”
I let his dick fall out of my mouth and twisted my fingers inside him. “That’s what? Not enough. Do you need me to tease you more?”
“No, please, please, fuck me. Please.”
“Okay. Condom?” I asked Yoochun.
The two of them looked at me, confused.
“You two don’t use condoms?”
“Do we even have any condoms?” Yoochun asked.
Jaejoong shrugged. “Not that I’m aware of.”
“You guys are so lucky,” Junsu said.
“Why?”
“Because I know that JaeChun don’t use condoms with each other, so I brought some.” He pulled out two strips from his jacket pocket.
“Oh, man, Su-ah, I love you,” I said and caught a strip when he tossed them to me.
Jaejoong was pouting as I tore one open. “What?”
“I hate condoms.”
“Yes, well, I’ve fucked who knows how many people who have fucked who knows how many people this weekend, so we’re using them.”
“What?” Jaejoong said with another pout.
“He’s a slut,” Junsu said.
“Oh, well that’s true.”
“Shut up,” I said and rolled the condom on. “Do you want me to fuck you or not?”
Jaejoong smiled and said, “Yes, please.” He lifted a leg over the back of the couch, and the other went over my elbow.
Yoochun licked his lips and reached for my dick with a hand slick with lube. I sighed, eyes shutting as he stroked me, palm teasing the head.
“Yoochun-ah, stop it,” Jaejoong whined. “Let him fuck me.”
Yoochun smiled at his best friend and then turned to me and said, “You heard the princess.”
“Fuck you,” Jaejoong said with no heat to it.
I held my cock down to Jaejoong’s loosened body and pressed into him slowly. Jaejoong keened, hands scrambling for purchase. He gripped the back of the couch and behind Yoochun’s neck, yanking him down for a kiss. I rocked in and out of him slowly until our bodies touched, and then I sped up.
“God, Jaejoong,” Yoochun said. “This is amazing.”
“No fucking kidding. His dick is huge and damn, feels so fucking good. I think I’m going to pass out.”
“Don’t do that. What will he think?”
“You’re right. But it’s so ... “ He whimpered.
I fucked Jaejoong harder and their conversation ended. The only thing out of his mouth was my name.
“Oh my god, fuck, fuck, Chunnie, stroke me please. Make me come, please, oh god.”
Yoochun kissed down Jaejoong’s body and slowly stroked Jaejoong’s erection. “Didn’t you want us both to fuck you?”
“Oh god, please, oh please. Fuck me.”
Yoochun and I smiled at each other, and I pulled out of Jaejoong despite his whimper. I sat on the couch, legs spread, and Jaejoong fell between them. He grabbed my balls and sucked my dick into his mouth. Our eyes met and he made a face at the condom, but kept sucking.
I settled a hand in his hair and a moment later, Yoochun’s hands were there too, pulling at the blond strands roughly.
“Bad little boy, come on,” Yoochun said. “Straddle his lap so he can fuck you again.”
Jaejoong broke away from my dick and tilted his head up to look at Yoochun. “I don’t think I can handle it.”
“Then pass out, and we’ll use you when you recover.”
Jaejoong shivered and climbed over my body, kissing my chest and stomach and neck until he was straddling my lap. Yoochun held my dick up and Jaejoong sat, taking me all at once. Our lips met and I teased him with my tongue, playing with his piercings more than h is lips. He whimpered and moaned.
Yoochun’s fingers pressed into Jaejoong next to my dick and he curled them up and around, stretching Jaejoong more and driving me insane.
“I’m going to come if you keep going that,” I gasped.
“I thought you said he was good, Su-ah,” Yoochun said.
“Jaejoong is hard on longevity,” I said, fingers digging into the beauty’s hips.
“Well, that’s true,” Yoochun said and kissed Jaejoong’s tattooed shoulders.
“Fuck me, come on, please,” Jaejoong demanded, head tilted back to glare at his soul mate.
Yoochun chuckled. With a firm hand on his neck, he pressed Jaejoong forward. I wrapped my arms around his waist to steady him. Yoochun’s dick pressed against mine, and everything squeezed tightly around me, and Jaejoong whimpered and cried out Yoochun’s name. My eyes shut tight from the sensations and it took me a minute to get used to the sinful slide of his cock and the pulsating heat of Jaejoong’s body.
Jaejoong fell against me, lips begging for a kiss.
“So beautiful,” I whispered to his lust-blow gaze. I tugged on his hair and sucked his piercing into my mouth again.
He whimpered and moved his hips, taking us both into his body.
“Touch me please someone don’t care just fuck me harder oh god, Chunnie-ah, please please please please.”
Yoochun stilled Jaejoong’s movements long enough to get a hand under and around his waist. The back of his fingers brushed over my stomach as he jerked Jaejoong’s off. His thrusts into Jaejoong’s body sped up, and the pleasure surrounding me was too much for me to even move.
Jaejoong and I breathed for each other, mouths never parting as Yoochun brought us both closer to coming.
Jaejoong cried out into my mouth, body shaking violently. Warmth splattered up my chest, and Jaejoong fell against me, ripping his mouth from mine. I had to tighten my grip on his hips to keep him from falling to the floor. Jaejoong whimpered, pleasure zinging through his body in shudders. Yoochun kissed his neck and shoulders and then stopped his slow thrusts.
“Can I ride him now?” Yoochun asked.
Jaejoong whimpered. “No, don’t leave me, please, just …”
Yoochun pulled his hair and tilted his head back. “Don’t be greedy, love.” He forced a kiss to Jaejoong’s open mouth, and then helped the shuddering beauty off my lap. I shivered when my cock slipped out of him. But it wasn’t lonely long. Yoochun straddled my lap, held my dick up and pressed it against his unprepared entrance.
“Fuck, Yoochun.”
I gripped his hips, fingers digging into his skin. My eyes shut tightly, and his body pressed against mine. I opened my mouth, sucked on his pierced nipple as he lowered himself down.
“Too, fuck, Yoochun, what the hell?”
Yoochun laughed, put his arms around my neck and lifted up and down, wincing just a bit from the stretch. “Wanted to feel all of you.”
“God, no kidding.”
Jaejoong, slightly recovered, rolled to his knees and grabbed Yoochun’s cock. “Can I suck on you, Chunnie?”
“No.”
Jaejoong pouted up at him and Yoochun laughed, breathlessly. “Of course you can, love. Why do you even need to ask?”
Jaejoong frowned and instead of sucking on Yoochun, muttered something about ungrateful friends and licked my nipples instead.
“Oh god,” I whispered, hands finding their way into Jaejoong’s hair again.
Yoochun sped up, riding me hard. I had to bend my knees and slouch further on the couch to keep from slipping out of him.
Jaejoong’s lips hovered over mine. “You’re in so much trouble, Yunnie. Do you know why? Because instead of being able to fuck you for the last six years, you kept your sexuality to yourself. So selfish.”
“Such a bastard,” Yoochun said with a groan.
“We should make up for it, and we’re going to fuck you all day until I’m satisfied. Do you know how hard it is to satisfy me?”
“So fucking hard, such a needy bottom,” Yoochun gasped.
Jaejoong kissed away my next moan. He pinched my nipple and Yoochun sped up, jerking himself off. My head was spinning and I couldn’t concentrate on the sexy threats Jaejoong was whispering or on anything other than the physical sensations of the two of them dangling me on the edge of coming and then throwing me over the cliff.
I bit down on Jaejoong’s lip and cried out into his mouth and I moaned and shivered and thrust into Yoochun through my orgasm.
Yoochun cursed and Jaejoong was gone from my lips, mouth around Yoochun’s dick.
My dick was too sensitive, but Yoochun didn’t seem to care, thrusting up into Jaejoong’s mouth and down on my cock until he gripped Jaejoong’s hair, yanked his head back and stroked himself until he came all over Jaejoong’s face.
The three of us collapsed together, me in the middle and them on each side. Yoochun found a discarded shirt and gently cleaned Jaejoong’s face off.
Junsu laughed.
I opened an eye. “What?”
“You are just way too satisfied with yourself,” he said. “I wish you had let me tie you up.”
“Maybe tomorrow,” I said.
Jaejoong smacked my chest. “Why the fuck didn’t you tell us about this sooner? Shit, that was amazing sex.”
“Amazing?” Yoochun said. “He was fucking awesome!”
“That is what amazing means, babe.”
“But amazing isn’t enough.”
“Climatic, then,” Jaejoong said. “Exceptional, superb, first-rate, godly.”
“Okay,” Junsu said with a laugh. “That’s enough. His ego’s big enough.”
“Yeah,” Yoochun said and grabbed me. “Definitely a big enough ego.”
I moved his arm. “To answer your question: I wasn’t ready yet.”
Jaejoong grinned at me. “So that day, when we made you watch gay porn-“
Junsu and I laughed. “The only thing that kept me from attacking you guys was the thought of my mother’s reaction if she found out.”
“And you’re going to tell her?” Yoochun said in amazement.
“No,” I said. “I’m going to tell Dad. He can tell Mom.”
“Shit, your dad is hot,” Jaejoong said and shivered. “You know, he always says hi to us when he sees us. Like at the store or if he comes in for coffee or something. He always asks how we’re doing.”
“He’s a great guy,” Yoochun said.
I yawned. “I’m exhausted.”
Junsu came over to us. He grabbed an arm of each of them and pulled them away. “Come fuck me guys. Let him rest. I’ve tired him out this weekend.”
Jaejoong broke away and stood with hands on his hips. “Why did Junsu get you first?”
“I didn’t,” Junsu said quickly. “His roommate did.”
“The pretty redhead?”
“Yep.”
“It’s not my fault,” I grumbled at their glares. “That pretty redhead walks around naked all the time.”
Yoochun threw a blanket over me. “If I keep looking at you, I’m going to want that again.”
“Maybe later,” I said.
I watched them peel off Junsu’s clothes and then everything went hazy underneath the soft blanket.
I woke up to soft touches on my skin and a warm mouth wrapped around my dick. I rolled on my side with a groan. “Leave me alone,” I said.
“You said you had to be home at one,” Junsu whispered. “It’s twelve-thirty.”
I groaned again. The blanket was pulled off of me and another mouth covered my dick and lips touched mine. I sat up and dislodged all three of them.
“Aw,” Jaejoong whined and kissed my shoulder. “You have a half hour.”
I wrapped him up. “I know. Let’s go soak in the Jacuzzi.”
“Excellent idea,” Yoochun said and bounded up.
I stood more slowly and then had to stop when Junsu grabbed my partially erect penis. “You’ll be late.”
“Who cares?” I said. “I don’t want to tell my mom anymore than she wants to hear it.”
I followed the guys to Yoochun’s parents’ suite on the third floor. Their Jacuzzi was about half the size of my dorm room. I waited only until it was half full before climbing into the warm water. Junsu was right; he really tired me out. Between the sex, the soccer game and the fighting, my whole body was sore.
Junsu climbed over me and kissed me. “When can I come back?”
“You’re leaving me?” I said with a pout.
“I have homework too, you know,” he replied.
“I know, but I don’t want you to go.”
“If I bring my laptop to your dorm tomorrow, do you promise to leave my ass alone and let me get some homework done?”
I smirked. “I’m only saying yes so you’ll come.”
Junsu smiled and kissed me again and again. “Okay.”
“And I’ll do my best to keep my hands to myself. I have a paper due on Wednesday.”
“I started it for you.”
“Thanks.”
“I want a better thanks than that.”
I smiled. “I’ll wait until I get my final grade.”
Junsu kissed me and didn’t let me break away until the tub was full. Jaejoong turned on the jets and he and Yoochun climbed in. By myself, I probably would have fallen asleep. With three gorgeous men, I got a Jacuzzi blow job.
I wrapped in a towel and went back upstairs. Yoochun had Junsu bent over the edge of the tub. Jaejoong followed me, naked.
I pulled on boxers and grabbed my jeans. My phone clattered to the floor.
Jaejoong picked it up. “You have ten missed calls.”
“From?”
“Your mom.”
I made a face. I finished getting dressed and sat down. Jaejoong sat next to me, and I wrapped his naked body up in my arms.
“Hey, Yunho.”
“Hm?”
“Why didn’t you tell me? I wouldn’t have even told Yoochun if you didn’t want me to.”
I tilted his head up and kissed his cheek. “I don’t know.”
He picked at the buttons on the shirt. “You always wear this when you come see me.”
“I like this shirt.”
“I like it better on the floor.” He kissed me. “Can I tell you a secret?”
“Sure.”
“I’d rather have you than Yoochun.”
“That’s just after-sex feelings talking.”
“No,” he said. “I think about you all time when I’m with him. I like you, Yunho. I guess I’m sorta glad you didn’t tell us this in high school. I would have tossed him for you. I still will.”
“Don’t,” I said. “I like you, too, but you love Yoochun.”
He looked away. “Yeah, and I think Junsu would kill us both. He’s been in love with you since high school.”
I looked away and sighed. “I …”
Jaejoong kissed me softly. “He loves you. I know you care about him. You’ve been a player for a long time. Sex isn’t as important as being with someone you love.”
“You tell me this after saying you’d leave Yoochun for me?”
Jaejoong smirked. “I would. It would be great and we’d be happy for awhile, and then we’d both end up miserable. It’s better that we both stick to people we already love.”
My phone rang. He handed it to me and I answered it.
“Where are you, young man? Ajumah Lee says she saw you leave the café with your nasty friends.”
I took a deep breath and told her the truth. “I’m at Yoochun’s. I just got done fucking him and Jaejoong, and I’ll be home in a minute.”
“That isn’t funny. Get home. Now.”
I disconnected and smiled at Jaejoong’s wide eyes. “She didn’t believe me.” I kissed Jaejoong, ran hands all over his body. I lowered him to the couch and left him gasping when I put his dick in my mouth. I played with the piercing and wet a finger to slip into his ass.
“Oh, that feels good, Yunnie-ah.”
“Can I tell you something?” I whispered, lip against the soft head of his erection. “I used to jerk off thinking about this, about pushing my dick inside your body. When I knew no one was listening, I’d jerk off, screaming your name. I love the feel of your body against mine. I wish I had told you in high school so we could have snuck into the bathroom or a shower in the locker room and given each other blow jobs.”
Jaejoong was gasping at this point, shaking with an occasional curse.
“Go ahead and come.” I licked his ear. “Let me wrap my mouth around you, so I can swallow your come.”
Another body fell next to Jaejoong’s, and Junsu kissed him. Yoochun’s finger joined mine, and between the two of us, we licked and sucked on Jaejoong’s cock until he was muttering and whimpering, and suddenly coming. Yoochun pushed me away and kept licking while Jaejoong’s orgasm covered his face.
“We gotta get out of here,” Junsu said. “Or we’ll never leave.”
I kept fingering Jaejoong and moved my mouth down to lick at his entrance.
“That sounds like a good idea,” Yoochun said.
Yoochun
Jaejoong
Part 10: inter-league trading
Part 8: from out of left field
Part 7: battle of equals
Part 6: right in the kisser
Part 5: unsportsmanlike conduct
Part 4: scoring
Part 3: get the ball rolling
Part 2: switch hitter
Part 1: roll with the punches
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