Piano Lessons 13/?
Title: Piano Lessons 13/?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Changmin/Yoochun, Yunho/Jaejoong and minor Junsu/FC
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd make Yoochun play the piano naked.
Warnings: AU
Word Count: 3283
Summary: It's the last year of high school, and Changmin doesn't expect it to be any different than the previous three. And then he finds out that Park Yoochun plays the piano. Tickling the ivories never felt this good.
A/N: This story, unlike the previous ones I've posted, is not finished. So updates will not be as frequent.
This story is in first person, told from Changmin's POV.
Chapter 13: performing acts - i knew this would be more fun
It wasn’t difficult to convince my mom to let me sleep over at Yunho’s again. And Yunho’s mom was practically squee-ing at the thought of getting to have dinner with Yunho’s new friend.
My father took me to the side and gave me a very stern reminder on proper behavior. “Don’t fuck this up,” he whispered harshly.
And if I hadn’t been totally convinced to go try modeling, that did it.
After a very formal dinner with the Jung family, the four of us, YunJae, Yoochun and I, went up to Yunho’s game room.
I sat hard on the couch and threw my feet up.
Fingers immediately started unbuttoning my white shirt.
“When are you going to go to the modeling agency, Changmin?” Jaejoong asked me.
“Monday. After school.” My breath hitched when Yoochun’s fingers flicked my nipple.
“So soon?” Yunho said.
“The sooner the better,” I replied. “Better to get it over with.”
Another body sat at my feet, and I moved my legs and put them over Jae’s lap. Yoochun’s tongue replaced his fingers on my nipple.
“God, that’s hot,” Jae whispered, and his fingers traced up the inseam of my pants.
“Lift your head up, Minnie,” Yoochun whispered, and I did. A smirk danced over my lips when Yunho slid underneath my head.
“Wow, guys,” I said. “Subtle.”
Yoochun laughed and then moved his mouth down my stomach.
“Are you complaining?” Yunho asked, fingers tracing up and along my ear.
“No.”
We’d all been making “foursome” jokes for the last week or so. Yoochun started it, but once the idea was in Jaejoong’s head, I knew it was only a matter of time before it actually happened.
“When did you guys plan this?”
“Before we left,” Yunho said, “while your father was lecturing you. We figured you’d have a bit of rebellion in you that you’d want to release.”
“Sounds like a great plan. Why aren’t you kissing me?”
Yunho chuckled. He adjusted enough to lean down and press his lips against mine. It was awkward only because we were sideways. Yunho’s lips were rough, but he was a damn good kisser. His tongue ran over my bottom lip. I moaned and arched up. My hand settled on the back of his head, holding him as our tongues danced.
Yoochun gave up trying to get my shirt off, and settled with running his tongue along my sides and stomach. Another set of hands were unclasping my pants. I lifted my hips, and boxers and pants were removed. Jae’s lips pressed against my inner thigh. I would have sighed had my mouth not been covered by Yunho’s. I lifted my leg to the back of the couch.
“God, he’s fucking eager,” Jaejoong muttered.
I laughed and said, lips still against Yunho’s. “I think it’s more like I just don’t give a fuck right now.”
“What happened to the ‘I don’t share’ argument?”
I finally pulled away from Yunho and looked down my naked body at Jaejoong. He was settled between my spread legs. His pale blue shirt was unbuttoned, sculpted abs on display. Our eyes met and very deliberately, he ran his tongue up my hard cock.
“I’m not the one sharing,” I said with a smirk. “You guys are sharing me. I’m okay with that.”
Yoochun laughed.
Yunho’s hand grabbed my neck and tilted my head back so he could kiss me again. I moaned as Jae decided that he’d looked at my cock long enough. Soft lips wrapped around the head. He tongued the slit. I arched up, forcing my cock into his mouth, and we both groaned. When another tongue joined Jae’s, the world went away. I was so hard. Giving Yoochun a blowjob backstage had me horny. I managed to control it afterwards, but now, fuck, now there was nothing to stop me.
I broke away from Yunho with a gasp. “You two keep doing that and I’m going to come all over your faces.”
“Perfect,” Yoochun muttered.
Jaejoong hummed his agreement with one of my balls in his mouth.
Yunho grinned down at me. “I don’t think that was a very effective threat.”
My laugh turned to a moan when Yoochun grazed teeth down my cock.
Yunho swore as he watched them suck on me. “Fuck. Min, sit up for a sec. I’m the only one still dressed.”
I sat up enough that he could slide out from under me. I watched him strip. God, his body was insane. Muscles everywhere. They flowed down his back, and his thighs were thick. And then he turned around and my mouth went dry. Pecs, abs, shoulders, more leg muscles. And a nice hard long cock that had me licking my lips.
Yunho smirked. “Do you want me to sit back down, or-”
I grabbed his cock and yanked him to me.
“Or this,” he gasped when my mouth closed around the head of his cock.
I moaned as slick finger slid against my hole. My ministrations to Yunho’s cock faltered as my brain and nerves were bombarded with too many sensations. The finger pressed into me at the same time that my dick slid completely down Yoochun’s throat. I broke away from Yunho with a cry, body arching. Another slide of Yoochun’s throat and I came with another shout, landing from my high in a pile of weak limbs and heaving chest. A pair of lips softer than Yoochun’s pressed against mine. I kissed Jae back lazily. He tasted like strawberries.
“You taste like strawberries,” I muttered through my haze.
He smiled, full watt, and then laughed. “So who’s fucking who?” he asked, pressing his hard cock against my stomach.
“Yunho is fucking me,” Yoochun said immediately.
“Why?” Jae said with a pout.
Yoochun smirked. “You’re not the only one that’s had fantasies of that cock, Jae.”
I scoffed. “My boyfriend is such a slut.”
They laughed, and then another set of lips joined Jae’s on mine. Another slick finger pressed into my hole.
“I think I’d like to fuck Changmin,” Yunho muttered.
I shivered thinking of Yunho’s cock in my ass.
“And who is Changmin going to fuck?” Jae asked.
“I don’t care,” I said, back arching as Yoochun twisted and stretched my hole. “And fuck … I say Jae fucks me.”
“Why?” Jae asked.
I smirked. “Because if you fuck me and Yunho fucks Yoochun, then Chunnie and I can suck each other off.”
“Oh my god,” Yoochun said, pulling away from my body. “I knew you were valedictorian for a reason.”
I laughed and he pulled on my legs. We all ended up on the floor. My shirt was taken off somewhere in the middle of limbs twisting and kisses exchanged. Yoochun covered his hand in lube and stroked Yunho’s cock. “Don’t you dare prep me,” Yoochun said. “I want to feel each inch of your skin against me, and I want to still feel you tomorrow.”
Yunho growled and pushed Yoochun to his back. Yoochun grabbed behind his knees and spread his legs. Yunho slid his slick cock up and down Yoochun crack.
“Fuck me, please,” Yoochun whimpered.
Yunho held his cock still and then pushed. His eyes shut, and Yoochun arched up with a scream of absolute pleasure.
“Fuck,” Yunho gasped and pushed in further.
Yoochun whined and tried to lift his hips up. “Fuck, Yunho, move. Damn it.”
I met Jae’s eyes. He licked his lips. “I never really thought watching Yunho fuck someone else would be hot.”
I shook my head. “Me neither.”
“Let’s not them have all the fun,” Jae said with a grin. He pulled our bodies together and our lips met.
“He’s ticklish,” Yunho said.
Jae broke away. “You ass-“
And then I ran my fingertips up his sides. He giggled and grabbed my wrists. “Don’t, Minnie. It tickles.”
“I know.” I did it again, but this time ended with fingertips flicking over the piercings in his nipples.
“Fuck.” His eyes shut, arms went around my waist. Our erections slid together and Jae moaned. I tugged on the piercings harder. I broke away from his lips and moved my mouth to his nipples. I sucked and bit and tongued the pierced flesh.
His hands wrapped in my hair and pushed my head down. I smiled but let him. I played with the piercing in his belly button. Just as I licked the head of his cock, a firm hand latched onto mine and tugged.
I looked over at Yoochun. His eyes were shut, mouth open and body moving as Yunho thrust into him.
“Supposed, sucking, me.”
I grinned and then with a final lick on Jae’s cock, I said, “And you’re supposed to be fucking me.”
“God, yes,” Jae breathed and then pushed me, encouraging me to move.
I kissed him quickly and then on hands and knees, crawled over Yoochun’s body. “Yoochun is being a bit too loud,” I said, and then directed my cock to his open mouth. Yoochun groaned around me, reaching up to grab my hips and force them down. I moaned again as the sensitive skin was attacked with teeth and tongue. I licked Yoochun’s cock, moving down along his balls. I lifted them and watched Yunho slide in and out of Yoochun’s ass. He still wasn’t all the way in.
“Fuck him, Yunho,” I said. “Hard. Trust me, he can handle it.”
“I don’t think I can,” Yunho said, voice cracking.
I smirked and adjusted enough that I could lick Yunho’s cock before it disappeared into Yoochun. Yunho moaned and sped up, hitting Yoochun deeper.
Fingers prodded my hole, and with a groan I pushed back on them. “Suck him, Minnie,” Jae said as he fingered me, finishing the prep that Yoochun started.
“Fuck me,” I replied and then put Yoochun’s cock in my mouth.
Yoochun moaned, vibrations dancing around my body. Something larger than Jae’s fingers pressed against my hole and I cried out around the flesh in my mouth as Jae thrust into me.
“You’re gorgeous,” Yunho said, and then laughed and added, “all three of you are gorgeous.”
“Not so bad yourself, babe,” Jae said, voice breathless.
Talking was limited to moans and gasps and grunts. Yunho sped up, and I hand to lean back and down, trying to keep my head from his body as he thrust into Yoochun. It dislodged Yoochun from my cock and he whimpered, body arching to slide his tongue around it again.
“I’m going to … fuck,” Yunho said. “Too tight.”
“Let me swallow it,” I said.
Yunho’s went wide, but he nodded. His breathing leveled, and then his head flung back, eyes shut. As soon as he pulled out of Yoochun, I grabbed his cock. I jerked him with my hand, tongue wrapping around the head, and then he moaned, a half scream. The first shot of come landed on my cheek and then I closed my mouth around him and took the rest in my throat, groaning at the heady taste that was so much different than Yoochun. Yunho pulled away from me and leaned against the couch, trying to catch his breath. I put Yoochun’s cock back in my mouth and slid three fingers easily into his hole. He arched up with a moan.
“Faster, Jae,” Yunho said. “Changmin isn’t a complete mess yet.”
“Ooh, he will be soon,” Jae said as he sped up. His hands tightened on my hips, our bodies smacking together. Yunho got up and moved behind him. And based on Jae’s muffled groan, I figured Yunho was teasing. I sneaked a look behind me and grinned. Yunho was licking and biting Jae’s nipples.
“Come, Jae,” Yunho whispered. “Fill Changmin’s hole with your come.”
“Oh my god, Jae, please,” I said, pushing back to meet his thrusts.
Yoochun whined underneath me, bumping his cock on my lips. I obliged and again sucked him down my throat. Jae’s movements went erratic, his cock jerked in my hole and then he left my body. Jae moaned as warm come splattered over my back.
“I thought you were going to come inside him,” Yunho said, and he started licking it up.
Jae smiled. “Sorry. I wanted to see his back covered in come.”
“Delicious,” Yunho said.
I groaned, and pulled away, ignoring Yoochun’s “Minnie” of admonishment. I twisted, grabbed Yoochun’s leg and lifted it enough that I could move between. I ended up kneeling, Yoochun’s knees gripped in my hands. I thrust into him. His body arched and he screamed. YunJae were making out. I leaned over Yoochun and kissed his open mouth.
“This was a great idea,” I said.
Yoochun smirked between breaths. “I know.”
“Flip over, Micky,” Yunho said.
Yoochun whimpered.
“Flip over so I can shove my dick in your mouth,” Yunho said.
I let Yoochun go as he scrambled up, my eyes shutting as I slipped out of him. He kneeled in front of me, dropping to his hands. Yunho and I slid into him at once. Yoochun moaned.
“Fuck him hard, Minnie,” Yunho said, and increased the speed of his thrust down Yoochun’s throat.
I smirked. “Ah, but he’ll like that too much.”
Yunho grinned at me. “Crazy bastard, isn’t he?”
“Very.”
I sped up. Yunho and I found a rhythm where we both pushed into Yoochun’s body at once. He was shaking, shivering, moaning and sweating. Jae came over and licked at his skin, leaving bite marks up and down his back, and stroking Yoochun’s cock. Yoochun’s whole body froze and jerked. He broke away from Yunho’s cock and cried out.
“Fuck,” I moaned as his body clenched around me. I wrapped an arm around his chest and pulled him to his knees, using the movement to sit back. Yoochun was gasping, his head fell against my shoulder. Come covered fingers pressed against my lips and I licked Yoochun’s come from Jaejoong’s fingers. Yoochun’s tongue joined.
And then Jaejoong squeaked as Yunho manhandled him and flipped him onto his back.
“Want you,” Yunho growled.
“Take me,” Jae said with a smirk and spread his legs.
Yunho dropped to Jae’s body and started prepping him with tongue and fingers. Jae tried to grip the carpet as he moaned.
I slowed my movements into Yoochun’s body. We kissed softly. One of his hands wrapped in my hair and the other held my hip.
“I love you,” I whispered, “even though you’re a snarky and perverted bastard.”
“Must be why we get along so well,” he replied, with a smile, “because so are you.”
“I tell you I love you and you insult me?”
“You insulted me by covering it up with an I love you. That hardly counts.”
I smiled and then kissed him deeply. “I love you,” I repeated.
He grinned, eyes half shut. “Love you, too, you snarky, perverted bastard. Now, fuck me harder.”
“Yes, sir,” I said and lifted his hips high enough that I could buck into him.
Nothing but moans and obscenities filled the air for long minutes.
And then Yoochun asked, voice breathless, “Can I kiss Jaejoong?”
“Please,” Jae said.
I grinned. “But I don’t want to move.”
“We’ll move,” Jae said immediately and pulled away from Yunho before Yunho could protest. Jae moved in from of Yoochun, pausing to lick at his nipples. Yoochun flung his head back with a moan. Jae whimpered when Yunho slid back inside him. He straightened, leaning forward to kiss Yoochun. Their hands found each others cocks. I met Yunho’s eyes and our lips met over our boyfriends shoulders.
“This was a fantastic idea,” Yunho said against my lips. “We are so doing this again tomorrow.”
Jae and I laughed.
“We really should get Junsu drunk and have a fivesome,” Yoochun said.
“Fivesome?” Jae said with an arched eyebrow. “I think at that point it’s called an orgy.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Who the fuck cares what it’s called?”
“Not me,” I replied and increased my speed.
Yoochun’s eyes shut with a moan, and he stroked Jaejoong faster.
Yunho came first, mouth and teeth closed around the juncture of shoulder and neck. Jae hissed, body shaking, as Yunho continued to move in and out of his body. Yoochun was next.
“Fuck, Min,” Yoochun groaned as his body started shivering.
I licked up his neck and said in his ear, “Next time you better leave your tie on so I can tug on it while you come.”
That was enough for him, and he came with a shout of my name.
“Tie?” Jae said, hips thrusting into Yoochun’s limp hand.
“Minnie,” Yoochun broke off with a gasp, and then added, “tie fetish.”
“Ooh, so next time we’ll tie him up,” Jae said.
My laughter turned to a groan as Yoochun twisted his body. I held him at that angle and fucked him harder, pressing my forehead into his shoulder. Wave after wave of pleasure battered against my skin. I came with an obscenity on my lips, filling Yoochun’s body so much that it dripped out of him.
Constant moans penetrated the fuzz surrounding my senses, and then with a sudden cry to Yunho’s name, I knew Jae had come as well.
All four of us fell to the ground and cuddled up. I ended up between Yoochun and Yunho, with Jaejoong practically on top of all three of us. Kisses were exchanged.
“We need a blanket,” Yoochun said, and shivered behind me.
“Go get one,” Jae muttered, mouth against my shoulder.
“Too sleepy.”
“Alright, come on,” Yunho said, and he was the first to stand up. “Let’s go to bed.”
“Shower first,” Jae said.
“Good idea.”
Yunho offered me a hand up, and then I had to yank Yoochun to his feet. We made our way to a shower. Movements were languid, tired, and I ended up washing Yoochun, and then practically carried him to Yunho’s room. He and Jae were already curled up on his huge bed. I lowered Yoochun onto the mattress and he whimpered.
“Cold,” he said and curled up against Yunho.
I climbed him after him, pressing my chest against his back. Sleep was quick to overtake us.
Half of the bed was empty when I woke up to sunlight pouring into windows.
Yoochun was sitting up, reading a magazine. I snuggled closer to him, but his body tensed.
“Chunnie?”
“Did you mean it?”
“Did I mean what?”
He met my eyes. “You said you loved me, did you mean it?”
“Of course.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I just do. Don’t you love me?”
“Yes.”
“How do you know?”
“I know better than you.”
I sat up. “What does that mean?”
“I just … I’ve been in love before. You haven’t.”
“So? There’s a first time for everything.”
“You shouldn’t throw those words around.”
“Yoochun, I’m not. I … like you.”
“It’s only like now?”
“Don’t be stupid,” I said with a headshake. “I like you. I love you. There’s a difference. I love my parents, but I don’t like them.”
“Oh my god, do not compare me to your parents.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Explain it to me.”
I shook my head again. “I can’t explain it, and damn it, I shouldn’t have to. How do you explain why your heart flutters when you see someone, or when your skin tingles when you touch? How do you explain to someone the reason why they are the first thing you think of in the morning, and the last thing you think of at night?”
Yoochun was smirking.
“What?”
“Just had to make sure.”
“God, you’re such a bastard,” I said.
“And yet, you love me, so what does that make you?”
“Stupid,” I said and kissed him.
Chapter 14: I do my little turn on the cat walk
Chapter 12 - performing arts or performing acts? i'll take the latter
Chapter 11 - … oh, right, because I haven’t had a boyfriend in my entire high school career
Chapter 10 - can you please tell me why I haven’t spent my entire high school experience doing this?
Chapter 9 - things come to a head, yes, that kind of head
Chapter 8 - things come to a head, no, not that kind of head
Chapter 7 - Whirlwinds of WTF-ery
Chapter 6 - not so much talking
Chapter 5 - talking is really overrated
Chapter 4 - written notes, math notes, class notes, music notes ... whatever
Chapter 3 - at least i'm better at math than he is
Chapter 2 - oh my god, something else he's good at
Chapter 1 - so he is good at something besides looking good?
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Changmin/Yoochun, Yunho/Jaejoong and minor Junsu/FC
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd make Yoochun play the piano naked.
Warnings: AU
Word Count: 3283
Summary: It's the last year of high school, and Changmin doesn't expect it to be any different than the previous three. And then he finds out that Park Yoochun plays the piano. Tickling the ivories never felt this good.
A/N: This story, unlike the previous ones I've posted, is not finished. So updates will not be as frequent.
This story is in first person, told from Changmin's POV.
Chapter 13: performing acts - i knew this would be more fun
It wasn’t difficult to convince my mom to let me sleep over at Yunho’s again. And Yunho’s mom was practically squee-ing at the thought of getting to have dinner with Yunho’s new friend.
My father took me to the side and gave me a very stern reminder on proper behavior. “Don’t fuck this up,” he whispered harshly.
And if I hadn’t been totally convinced to go try modeling, that did it.
After a very formal dinner with the Jung family, the four of us, YunJae, Yoochun and I, went up to Yunho’s game room.
I sat hard on the couch and threw my feet up.
Fingers immediately started unbuttoning my white shirt.
“When are you going to go to the modeling agency, Changmin?” Jaejoong asked me.
“Monday. After school.” My breath hitched when Yoochun’s fingers flicked my nipple.
“So soon?” Yunho said.
“The sooner the better,” I replied. “Better to get it over with.”
Another body sat at my feet, and I moved my legs and put them over Jae’s lap. Yoochun’s tongue replaced his fingers on my nipple.
“God, that’s hot,” Jae whispered, and his fingers traced up the inseam of my pants.
“Lift your head up, Minnie,” Yoochun whispered, and I did. A smirk danced over my lips when Yunho slid underneath my head.
“Wow, guys,” I said. “Subtle.”
Yoochun laughed and then moved his mouth down my stomach.
“Are you complaining?” Yunho asked, fingers tracing up and along my ear.
“No.”
We’d all been making “foursome” jokes for the last week or so. Yoochun started it, but once the idea was in Jaejoong’s head, I knew it was only a matter of time before it actually happened.
“When did you guys plan this?”
“Before we left,” Yunho said, “while your father was lecturing you. We figured you’d have a bit of rebellion in you that you’d want to release.”
“Sounds like a great plan. Why aren’t you kissing me?”
Yunho chuckled. He adjusted enough to lean down and press his lips against mine. It was awkward only because we were sideways. Yunho’s lips were rough, but he was a damn good kisser. His tongue ran over my bottom lip. I moaned and arched up. My hand settled on the back of his head, holding him as our tongues danced.
Yoochun gave up trying to get my shirt off, and settled with running his tongue along my sides and stomach. Another set of hands were unclasping my pants. I lifted my hips, and boxers and pants were removed. Jae’s lips pressed against my inner thigh. I would have sighed had my mouth not been covered by Yunho’s. I lifted my leg to the back of the couch.
“God, he’s fucking eager,” Jaejoong muttered.
I laughed and said, lips still against Yunho’s. “I think it’s more like I just don’t give a fuck right now.”
“What happened to the ‘I don’t share’ argument?”
I finally pulled away from Yunho and looked down my naked body at Jaejoong. He was settled between my spread legs. His pale blue shirt was unbuttoned, sculpted abs on display. Our eyes met and very deliberately, he ran his tongue up my hard cock.
“I’m not the one sharing,” I said with a smirk. “You guys are sharing me. I’m okay with that.”
Yoochun laughed.
Yunho’s hand grabbed my neck and tilted my head back so he could kiss me again. I moaned as Jae decided that he’d looked at my cock long enough. Soft lips wrapped around the head. He tongued the slit. I arched up, forcing my cock into his mouth, and we both groaned. When another tongue joined Jae’s, the world went away. I was so hard. Giving Yoochun a blowjob backstage had me horny. I managed to control it afterwards, but now, fuck, now there was nothing to stop me.
I broke away from Yunho with a gasp. “You two keep doing that and I’m going to come all over your faces.”
“Perfect,” Yoochun muttered.
Jaejoong hummed his agreement with one of my balls in his mouth.
Yunho grinned down at me. “I don’t think that was a very effective threat.”
My laugh turned to a moan when Yoochun grazed teeth down my cock.
Yunho swore as he watched them suck on me. “Fuck. Min, sit up for a sec. I’m the only one still dressed.”
I sat up enough that he could slide out from under me. I watched him strip. God, his body was insane. Muscles everywhere. They flowed down his back, and his thighs were thick. And then he turned around and my mouth went dry. Pecs, abs, shoulders, more leg muscles. And a nice hard long cock that had me licking my lips.
Yunho smirked. “Do you want me to sit back down, or-”
I grabbed his cock and yanked him to me.
“Or this,” he gasped when my mouth closed around the head of his cock.
I moaned as slick finger slid against my hole. My ministrations to Yunho’s cock faltered as my brain and nerves were bombarded with too many sensations. The finger pressed into me at the same time that my dick slid completely down Yoochun’s throat. I broke away from Yunho with a cry, body arching. Another slide of Yoochun’s throat and I came with another shout, landing from my high in a pile of weak limbs and heaving chest. A pair of lips softer than Yoochun’s pressed against mine. I kissed Jae back lazily. He tasted like strawberries.
“You taste like strawberries,” I muttered through my haze.
He smiled, full watt, and then laughed. “So who’s fucking who?” he asked, pressing his hard cock against my stomach.
“Yunho is fucking me,” Yoochun said immediately.
“Why?” Jae said with a pout.
Yoochun smirked. “You’re not the only one that’s had fantasies of that cock, Jae.”
I scoffed. “My boyfriend is such a slut.”
They laughed, and then another set of lips joined Jae’s on mine. Another slick finger pressed into my hole.
“I think I’d like to fuck Changmin,” Yunho muttered.
I shivered thinking of Yunho’s cock in my ass.
“And who is Changmin going to fuck?” Jae asked.
“I don’t care,” I said, back arching as Yoochun twisted and stretched my hole. “And fuck … I say Jae fucks me.”
“Why?” Jae asked.
I smirked. “Because if you fuck me and Yunho fucks Yoochun, then Chunnie and I can suck each other off.”
“Oh my god,” Yoochun said, pulling away from my body. “I knew you were valedictorian for a reason.”
I laughed and he pulled on my legs. We all ended up on the floor. My shirt was taken off somewhere in the middle of limbs twisting and kisses exchanged. Yoochun covered his hand in lube and stroked Yunho’s cock. “Don’t you dare prep me,” Yoochun said. “I want to feel each inch of your skin against me, and I want to still feel you tomorrow.”
Yunho growled and pushed Yoochun to his back. Yoochun grabbed behind his knees and spread his legs. Yunho slid his slick cock up and down Yoochun crack.
“Fuck me, please,” Yoochun whimpered.
Yunho held his cock still and then pushed. His eyes shut, and Yoochun arched up with a scream of absolute pleasure.
“Fuck,” Yunho gasped and pushed in further.
Yoochun whined and tried to lift his hips up. “Fuck, Yunho, move. Damn it.”
I met Jae’s eyes. He licked his lips. “I never really thought watching Yunho fuck someone else would be hot.”
I shook my head. “Me neither.”
“Let’s not them have all the fun,” Jae said with a grin. He pulled our bodies together and our lips met.
“He’s ticklish,” Yunho said.
Jae broke away. “You ass-“
And then I ran my fingertips up his sides. He giggled and grabbed my wrists. “Don’t, Minnie. It tickles.”
“I know.” I did it again, but this time ended with fingertips flicking over the piercings in his nipples.
“Fuck.” His eyes shut, arms went around my waist. Our erections slid together and Jae moaned. I tugged on the piercings harder. I broke away from his lips and moved my mouth to his nipples. I sucked and bit and tongued the pierced flesh.
His hands wrapped in my hair and pushed my head down. I smiled but let him. I played with the piercing in his belly button. Just as I licked the head of his cock, a firm hand latched onto mine and tugged.
I looked over at Yoochun. His eyes were shut, mouth open and body moving as Yunho thrust into him.
“Supposed, sucking, me.”
I grinned and then with a final lick on Jae’s cock, I said, “And you’re supposed to be fucking me.”
“God, yes,” Jae breathed and then pushed me, encouraging me to move.
I kissed him quickly and then on hands and knees, crawled over Yoochun’s body. “Yoochun is being a bit too loud,” I said, and then directed my cock to his open mouth. Yoochun groaned around me, reaching up to grab my hips and force them down. I moaned again as the sensitive skin was attacked with teeth and tongue. I licked Yoochun’s cock, moving down along his balls. I lifted them and watched Yunho slide in and out of Yoochun’s ass. He still wasn’t all the way in.
“Fuck him, Yunho,” I said. “Hard. Trust me, he can handle it.”
“I don’t think I can,” Yunho said, voice cracking.
I smirked and adjusted enough that I could lick Yunho’s cock before it disappeared into Yoochun. Yunho moaned and sped up, hitting Yoochun deeper.
Fingers prodded my hole, and with a groan I pushed back on them. “Suck him, Minnie,” Jae said as he fingered me, finishing the prep that Yoochun started.
“Fuck me,” I replied and then put Yoochun’s cock in my mouth.
Yoochun moaned, vibrations dancing around my body. Something larger than Jae’s fingers pressed against my hole and I cried out around the flesh in my mouth as Jae thrust into me.
“You’re gorgeous,” Yunho said, and then laughed and added, “all three of you are gorgeous.”
“Not so bad yourself, babe,” Jae said, voice breathless.
Talking was limited to moans and gasps and grunts. Yunho sped up, and I hand to lean back and down, trying to keep my head from his body as he thrust into Yoochun. It dislodged Yoochun from my cock and he whimpered, body arching to slide his tongue around it again.
“I’m going to … fuck,” Yunho said. “Too tight.”
“Let me swallow it,” I said.
Yunho’s went wide, but he nodded. His breathing leveled, and then his head flung back, eyes shut. As soon as he pulled out of Yoochun, I grabbed his cock. I jerked him with my hand, tongue wrapping around the head, and then he moaned, a half scream. The first shot of come landed on my cheek and then I closed my mouth around him and took the rest in my throat, groaning at the heady taste that was so much different than Yoochun. Yunho pulled away from me and leaned against the couch, trying to catch his breath. I put Yoochun’s cock back in my mouth and slid three fingers easily into his hole. He arched up with a moan.
“Faster, Jae,” Yunho said. “Changmin isn’t a complete mess yet.”
“Ooh, he will be soon,” Jae said as he sped up. His hands tightened on my hips, our bodies smacking together. Yunho got up and moved behind him. And based on Jae’s muffled groan, I figured Yunho was teasing. I sneaked a look behind me and grinned. Yunho was licking and biting Jae’s nipples.
“Come, Jae,” Yunho whispered. “Fill Changmin’s hole with your come.”
“Oh my god, Jae, please,” I said, pushing back to meet his thrusts.
Yoochun whined underneath me, bumping his cock on my lips. I obliged and again sucked him down my throat. Jae’s movements went erratic, his cock jerked in my hole and then he left my body. Jae moaned as warm come splattered over my back.
“I thought you were going to come inside him,” Yunho said, and he started licking it up.
Jae smiled. “Sorry. I wanted to see his back covered in come.”
“Delicious,” Yunho said.
I groaned, and pulled away, ignoring Yoochun’s “Minnie” of admonishment. I twisted, grabbed Yoochun’s leg and lifted it enough that I could move between. I ended up kneeling, Yoochun’s knees gripped in my hands. I thrust into him. His body arched and he screamed. YunJae were making out. I leaned over Yoochun and kissed his open mouth.
“This was a great idea,” I said.
Yoochun smirked between breaths. “I know.”
“Flip over, Micky,” Yunho said.
Yoochun whimpered.
“Flip over so I can shove my dick in your mouth,” Yunho said.
I let Yoochun go as he scrambled up, my eyes shutting as I slipped out of him. He kneeled in front of me, dropping to his hands. Yunho and I slid into him at once. Yoochun moaned.
“Fuck him hard, Minnie,” Yunho said, and increased the speed of his thrust down Yoochun’s throat.
I smirked. “Ah, but he’ll like that too much.”
Yunho grinned at me. “Crazy bastard, isn’t he?”
“Very.”
I sped up. Yunho and I found a rhythm where we both pushed into Yoochun’s body at once. He was shaking, shivering, moaning and sweating. Jae came over and licked at his skin, leaving bite marks up and down his back, and stroking Yoochun’s cock. Yoochun’s whole body froze and jerked. He broke away from Yunho’s cock and cried out.
“Fuck,” I moaned as his body clenched around me. I wrapped an arm around his chest and pulled him to his knees, using the movement to sit back. Yoochun was gasping, his head fell against my shoulder. Come covered fingers pressed against my lips and I licked Yoochun’s come from Jaejoong’s fingers. Yoochun’s tongue joined.
And then Jaejoong squeaked as Yunho manhandled him and flipped him onto his back.
“Want you,” Yunho growled.
“Take me,” Jae said with a smirk and spread his legs.
Yunho dropped to Jae’s body and started prepping him with tongue and fingers. Jae tried to grip the carpet as he moaned.
I slowed my movements into Yoochun’s body. We kissed softly. One of his hands wrapped in my hair and the other held my hip.
“I love you,” I whispered, “even though you’re a snarky and perverted bastard.”
“Must be why we get along so well,” he replied, with a smile, “because so are you.”
“I tell you I love you and you insult me?”
“You insulted me by covering it up with an I love you. That hardly counts.”
I smiled and then kissed him deeply. “I love you,” I repeated.
He grinned, eyes half shut. “Love you, too, you snarky, perverted bastard. Now, fuck me harder.”
“Yes, sir,” I said and lifted his hips high enough that I could buck into him.
Nothing but moans and obscenities filled the air for long minutes.
And then Yoochun asked, voice breathless, “Can I kiss Jaejoong?”
“Please,” Jae said.
I grinned. “But I don’t want to move.”
“We’ll move,” Jae said immediately and pulled away from Yunho before Yunho could protest. Jae moved in from of Yoochun, pausing to lick at his nipples. Yoochun flung his head back with a moan. Jae whimpered when Yunho slid back inside him. He straightened, leaning forward to kiss Yoochun. Their hands found each others cocks. I met Yunho’s eyes and our lips met over our boyfriends shoulders.
“This was a fantastic idea,” Yunho said against my lips. “We are so doing this again tomorrow.”
Jae and I laughed.
“We really should get Junsu drunk and have a fivesome,” Yoochun said.
“Fivesome?” Jae said with an arched eyebrow. “I think at that point it’s called an orgy.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Who the fuck cares what it’s called?”
“Not me,” I replied and increased my speed.
Yoochun’s eyes shut with a moan, and he stroked Jaejoong faster.
Yunho came first, mouth and teeth closed around the juncture of shoulder and neck. Jae hissed, body shaking, as Yunho continued to move in and out of his body. Yoochun was next.
“Fuck, Min,” Yoochun groaned as his body started shivering.
I licked up his neck and said in his ear, “Next time you better leave your tie on so I can tug on it while you come.”
That was enough for him, and he came with a shout of my name.
“Tie?” Jae said, hips thrusting into Yoochun’s limp hand.
“Minnie,” Yoochun broke off with a gasp, and then added, “tie fetish.”
“Ooh, so next time we’ll tie him up,” Jae said.
My laughter turned to a groan as Yoochun twisted his body. I held him at that angle and fucked him harder, pressing my forehead into his shoulder. Wave after wave of pleasure battered against my skin. I came with an obscenity on my lips, filling Yoochun’s body so much that it dripped out of him.
Constant moans penetrated the fuzz surrounding my senses, and then with a sudden cry to Yunho’s name, I knew Jae had come as well.
All four of us fell to the ground and cuddled up. I ended up between Yoochun and Yunho, with Jaejoong practically on top of all three of us. Kisses were exchanged.
“We need a blanket,” Yoochun said, and shivered behind me.
“Go get one,” Jae muttered, mouth against my shoulder.
“Too sleepy.”
“Alright, come on,” Yunho said, and he was the first to stand up. “Let’s go to bed.”
“Shower first,” Jae said.
“Good idea.”
Yunho offered me a hand up, and then I had to yank Yoochun to his feet. We made our way to a shower. Movements were languid, tired, and I ended up washing Yoochun, and then practically carried him to Yunho’s room. He and Jae were already curled up on his huge bed. I lowered Yoochun onto the mattress and he whimpered.
“Cold,” he said and curled up against Yunho.
I climbed him after him, pressing my chest against his back. Sleep was quick to overtake us.
Half of the bed was empty when I woke up to sunlight pouring into windows.
Yoochun was sitting up, reading a magazine. I snuggled closer to him, but his body tensed.
“Chunnie?”
“Did you mean it?”
“Did I mean what?”
He met my eyes. “You said you loved me, did you mean it?”
“Of course.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I just do. Don’t you love me?”
“Yes.”
“How do you know?”
“I know better than you.”
I sat up. “What does that mean?”
“I just … I’ve been in love before. You haven’t.”
“So? There’s a first time for everything.”
“You shouldn’t throw those words around.”
“Yoochun, I’m not. I … like you.”
“It’s only like now?”
“Don’t be stupid,” I said with a headshake. “I like you. I love you. There’s a difference. I love my parents, but I don’t like them.”
“Oh my god, do not compare me to your parents.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Explain it to me.”
I shook my head again. “I can’t explain it, and damn it, I shouldn’t have to. How do you explain why your heart flutters when you see someone, or when your skin tingles when you touch? How do you explain to someone the reason why they are the first thing you think of in the morning, and the last thing you think of at night?”
Yoochun was smirking.
“What?”
“Just had to make sure.”
“God, you’re such a bastard,” I said.
“And yet, you love me, so what does that make you?”
“Stupid,” I said and kissed him.
Chapter 14: I do my little turn on the cat walk
Chapter 12 - performing arts or performing acts? i'll take the latter
Chapter 11 - … oh, right, because I haven’t had a boyfriend in my entire high school career
Chapter 10 - can you please tell me why I haven’t spent my entire high school experience doing this?
Chapter 9 - things come to a head, yes, that kind of head
Chapter 8 - things come to a head, no, not that kind of head
Chapter 7 - Whirlwinds of WTF-ery
Chapter 6 - not so much talking
Chapter 5 - talking is really overrated
Chapter 4 - written notes, math notes, class notes, music notes ... whatever
Chapter 3 - at least i'm better at math than he is
Chapter 2 - oh my god, something else he's good at
Chapter 1 - so he is good at something besides looking good?
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