Don't Hate Me 10/?
Title: Don't Hate Me 10/?
Pairing: Jaejoong/Changmin, Jaejoong/Yoochun BFF-ery with benefits
Rating: eventual NC-17
Disclaimer: Mine? Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. Damn it.
Warnings: ... um, possible incest and a tiny bit of pedophilia if you really want to think of it that way
Summary: Senior year of high school, Jaejoong's mom gets married. But a new, quiet step-brother isn't going to distract Jaejoong from what's important. Right?
did someone scream SMUT???
Poster credit goes to hichanchen. Thank you, darling! ♥♥♥
“Your bed or mine?” Jae asked with a leer.
Changmin rolled his eyes.
“See?” Jae said, while leading him down the hall. “There are worse pick up lines.”
“Your bed is bigger.”
“And softer.”
“And it doesn’t smell like girl lotions and stuff.”
Jae laughed.
“Don’t laugh, hyung. It reeks of girl smell. It’s permeated into the mattress.”
“You better sleep with me from now on then. Don’t want you smelling like a girl.”
Jae crawled on his bed and lay down, legs spread. He pulled a pillow under his head.
“I thought that was my position this time,” Changmin said as he settled over him.
“You need to continue the massage.”
Changmin pressed his hips to Jae’s body, his cock easily nestling itself between Jae’s ass. “No massage,” he whispered, and kissed Jae’s neck. He kept their skin together and slowly kissed around Jae’s shoulders and back. It didn’t take long for Jae to start whimpering and humping the mattress.
“God, Min, please.”
“I thought you were supposed to be doing this to me,” Changmin said as his lips trailed over Jae’s shoulder and up his neck.
“Ah, but it feels good.”
“And you really look good whining and begging.”
Jae chuckled. “I’m pretty sure I can get you whining and begging pretty quickly too.”
“Okay.” Changmin shoved him over, grabbing the other pillow and lying on his stomach. Jae smiled. He draped an arm over Changmin’s shoulders and their lips met in a soft kiss.
“Are you sure about this, Minnie?”
“Yes. And if I don’t like it, then I’ll just say you forced me.”
“God, Min, that’s not funny.” Jae rolled to his side. “I already feel like a douche.”
“Why? I-it was a joke, hy-hyung. I-why do you feel-”
Jae rolled back over, silencing Changmin with a kiss. “I can’t help it. You’re still so young.”
“I know for a fact that you and Yoochun were fooling around when you were thirteen.”
Jae’s eyes narrowed.
“You think I’m young, but you were younger. He told me a lot of things today. Don’t treat me like I’m some doll that’s going to be broken. Isn’t that what you said to him?”
“Oh, he is so dead.”
“I’d rather have you tell me about it, hyung. It-it’s a little scary, but I-I know you won’t hurt me.”
Jae kissed him again.
“Please, Jae,” Changmin whispered. “I-God, I want this, please.”
“Told you I could get you whining and begging pretty quickly.”
“God,” Changmin muffled his face into the pillow as his cheeks turned red. He muttered something.
Jae thought of asking what he said, then smiled against his shoulder and started kissing skin. He moved on top of Changmin, emulating Changmin’s earlier position with his cock between Changmin’s ass, and body arched to lay kisses on his shoulder and back. Jaejoong kissed him for a long time, carefully biting the muscles down his spine. Changmin’s body kept twitching, moans and little whimpers filled the bedroom.
“Wanna use those incredibly long arms and grab a bottle of lube?”
Changmin took a deep breath, reached for the night stand and opened the drawer.
Jae bit down on his muscle of his lower back, hard, sucking it into his mouth. Changmin arched up with a cry of, “Hyung!” glaring over his shoulder. Jae lathed attention to the skin in his mouth, eyes wide with innocence. Changmin shook his head. He snagged a bottle of lube and tossed it near Jaejoong, then went back to lying down.
Jae let go of the skin with a slurp. He took the bottle of lube. “If this hurts, tell me, okay?”
“God, hyung, I’m not a-”
“Don’t, Min, I’m serious.” Jae spread Changmin’s legs a bit more, noting that, despite the tough act, Changmin was shaking. Jae let the lube dropped to the bed and continued kissing Changmin’s skin, lips skimming his lower back, and then down around each mound of ass. He kissed down the back of Changmin’s thighs, waiting until he was sure the shivers were from lust and not fear. God, Changmin’s body was heaven. It took all of Jaejoong’s self restraint from spreading and fucking his ass right then.
He spread Changmin open and stared at his opening, tight, pink, screaming virgin, virgin, virgin.
“Are you sure about this, Minnie-ah?”
Changmin made a noise of disbelief, and Jaejoong laughed.
Very carefully, he pressed his tongue against Changmin’s hole. Jae’s quiet moan was lost in Changmin’s scream. He added more pressure, just licking, up and along and around, watching as Changmin’s hole clenched. And Changmin never stopped moaning. Jae continued to lick him, hands massaging his ass. He wanted in, so bad, so hard, he started thrusting against the bed, only half aware of Changmin doing the same thing, body arching back into Jaejoong’s face.
With a moan, Jae concentrated just on that puckered opening, swirling his tongue along the edge before barely pressing in.
“Fuck!” Changmin shouted, thrusts speeding on the bed.
“Are you going to come all over my blankets?” Jae asked in between licks.
Changmin whimpered.
Jae smiled and continued licking and probing with his tongue. Even in this shallow, Changmin’s body clenched around his tongue like it didn’t want to let go. He brought a finger down and scraped a nail over Changmin’s balls.
With an agonized moan, Changmin’s entire body was racked with spasms, and he jerked his hips hard into the bed. Jae licked him through the aftermath, his hole a bit looser. And then Changmin groaned, propping himself up on his elbows.
“Feel good, Minnie?” Jae asked.
“Yes, but now … “ He moved over a few inches, and then fell back to his stomach with a moan. He left a pile of come on the bedspread.
Jae chuckled and shifted to Changmin’s new spot, going back to Changmin’s ass. Changmin jerked with every lick, moans buried into the pillow.
“I’m serious now, Min,” Jae said, trying to keep the tremor of need from his voice. “This is going to hurt. Let me know if you need me to stop, okay?”
Changmin nodded.
Jae licked him more, pushing his tongue in as far as he could, not fighting the moans that came as Changmin’s body clenched around him, but Jae would not hurt Changmin unnecessarily, and if that meant his own cock was protesting and leaking and about ready to burst just from rimming Changmin, then so be it.
Finally, he took the bottle of lube and covered his fingers with it. He watched, entranced as Changmin’s hole tightened, released, tightened, and his body shook.
“You’re so fucking hot, Changmin,” Jae muttered, and then went back to work with his tongue. Very slowly, he pressed in a finger with his tongue. Changmin gasped, and Jae’s eyes crossed at the feeling of Changmin’s body closing around the finger. He continued licking as he pressed the finger deeper, in and out, swirling, following his tongue. Changmin moaned, hips again thrusting against the bed.
“Does it hurt, Min?”
“No. Feels, weird. Weird good.”
Jae added more lube to his fingers and then added a second one into Changmin’s body. He gasped again, entire body tensing as he whimpered. Jae stopped, both fingers knuckle deep, tongue licking around them, until Changmin moaned and thrust back.
“Of all the times fingering yourself, did you ever find your prostate?” Jae whispered, hooking his fingers even as he pushed them further.
“God, hyung, please.”
“Where is it?” Jae sang.
“Right, god, no wait, left, fuck, right. Yeah, right.”
Jae continued licking as his fingers pressed up and to the right, searching, and then he grinned when Changmin’s entire body convulsed and he cried out, head up and neck arching back.
“Right there, I take it,” Jae said with a laugh.
“Fuck, hyung. I’m going to … fuck.”
Jae quickly pulled his fingers away, and Changmin moaned in disappointment.
“Roll over,” Jae said, shoving Changmin’s hips a bit.
Arms shaking, Changmin steady himself on his elbows, and then fell to his back. One arm flung over his face. His breath rose and fell in gasps. His cock was dark, leaking, twitching. Jae maneuvered until he was between Changmin’s legs. Jae very slowly moved Changmin’s arm and then leaned down and kissed Changmin’s pliant lips. Jae traced a finger up and down Changmin’s wet cheeks, pressing just the pad of his finger into his hole. He swallowed Changmin’s moans in kisses.
And then Changmin shifted, legs wrapping around Jae’s body, the movement making Jae’s finger slide into him. Jae groaned into Changmin’s mouth, trying to beg with his body to be wrapped in those legs. Changmin seemed to understand and tightened his hold, thrusting his hips up and fucking himself on Jae’s finger. Jae quickly added a second, and Changmin moaned, going faster. Jae crooked his fingers a bit, and the moan turned to a scream.
“Fuck, hyung.”
“Come, Minnie-ah,” Jae whispered, sliding his lips and tongue down Changmin’s neck, licking up the sweat gathered at his collar bone. “I’m going to last about a minute and a half inside of you, so come whenever you want.”
Changmin whimpered when Jae closed his mouth around a nipple. He continued the slow finger fucking as he bit down Changmin’s chest and stomach. Changmin whimpered again when Jae pulled his fingers away, but Jae knew he had to add more lube.
“Patience, babe,” Jae said. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
He pushed the two fingers back in at the same time he took Changmin’s cock in his mouth. He swallowed the influx of fluid, and hummed when Changmin screamed. He sucked slowly, in time to the fingers going in and out of his body. Changmin’s heels dug into his lower back, and his hands gripping Jaejoong’s hair, pulling his face up and down his own cock. When Changmin’s cock pulsed in his mouth, seemed to fill the space even more, Jaejoong pressed a third finger into Changmin’s body.
Changmin screamed, body curling, as come filled Jaejoong’s mouth. His whole clenched around the three fingers with each wave of sperm that Jae swallowed.
“Tastes good, Minnie-ah,” Jae crooned.
Changmin whimpered, his entire body jerking.
“You still with me?” Jae asked and he removed his fingers, kissing back up Changmin’s body to his nipples.
Changmin nodded.
“Good,” Jae whispered, and kissed Changmin. Changmin moaned, but kissed him back, trying desperately to follow Jae’s lead around his gasping breath.
Jae took his cock in his hand, spreading lube over it. He held it against Changmin’s clenching opening and then pressed. Changmin flung his head back with a cry, legs tightening around Jaejoong, hips lifting off the bed. Jae slid into him a few more inches.
“God, hyung.”
“Does it hurt?” Jae whispered, kissing Changmin’s cheeks and chin.
“God, yes.”
Jae pulled out, even as his lust screamed at him to just fuck that virgin ass already.
Changmin grabbed his hips. “Please, hyung, just …”
“Slow. I know, babe. Relax, okay?” Jae pressed in again, pulling out quickly. God, his body was not going to last through this. He did it again, swirling the head of his cock around Changmin’s hole, pressing deeper with each pass. His orgasm built as the head of his cock was massaged and taken into Changmin’s hole.
Changmin tossed his head back and forth, legs shivering around Jaejoong.
“More, hyung, please.”
Jae pressed deeper, not pulling all the way out until he was thrusting very slowly into Changmin’s body. He couldn’t keep his eyes open or his body up and he collapsed over Changmin, even as Changmin’s hips thrust up. They both practically screamed as their bodies touched. Jae couldn’t move, didn’t want to move from Changmin’s tight body. But he did, once, in and out, quick and again, and then his eyes were crossing as black filled his vision and his body shook its release into Changmin.
“Fuck, Min,” Jae said as his body continued to jerk, and he moved again, fucking Changmin through his own come.
Changmin moaned something, and then Jae couldn’t move anymore and he fell to the side, not caring that he landed in Changmin’s previous mess. And then he curled up along Changmin’s side, kissing his neck and shoulders as their breath evened out.
Quite suddenly, Changmin was kissing him, cupping his face with firm hands, and devouring his mouth. Whimpering, gasping, and Jaejoong wondered if Changmin wanted to say something, and then just as suddenly, Changmin pulled away, eyes shut. He put an arm behind his head, one of his knees bent.
Jaejoong’s mouth went dry when Changmin’s other hand slid down his body, tugging on his partially erect cock, before going lower. Jae propped up on an elbow so he could watch as Changmin touched shaking fingers to himself, feeling the loosened hole and hot come seeping from it.
“Fuck,” Jae whispered as Changmin pressed a finger into himself. His cock was hard in seconds.
“You said you wanted to see me do this,” Changmin whispered.
Jae flicked a surprised gaze up to Changmin’s face. He smirked, and then his eyes shut with a groan. Jae moved for a better view. Two of Changmin’s long fingers moved in and out of him.
With a little whimper, Changmin removed his fingers, and Jae watched transfixed as he brought them up to his lips and licked them clean, moaning, sucking them into his mouth.
“So hot,” Jae whispered, as his fingers found their way to Changmin’s nipple, teasing, squeezing, playing.
“Fuck, hyung,” Changmin said, body arching. He went to grab his cock, but Jaejoong stopped him.
“Don’t, not … not until I’m inside you again.”
“God, then hurry the fuck up and fuck me.”
Jae laughed and bent down, acting like he was going to kiss Changmin, but he bit his lower lip.
Changmin moaned.
“Such language, dongsaeng.”
“God, you are …” Changmin growled and pushed Jaejoong to the bed, straddling his hips. He grabbed Jae’s hard cock, and Jae threw his head back and arched up as Changmin stroked him. While Jae’s brain was trying to catch up with his lust, Changmin held him firm against his hole.
“Min-wait, fuck.”
And then Changmin pushed down, forcing Jae’s cock into his body all at once.
“Oh fuck!” Jae said, screaming, arching up again.
Changmin held still, eyes shut, breath gasping, and then he shifted, just a tiny bit, but it made them both moan. He stopped, head back.
“You okay?” Jae whispered, when he could finally think through the pleasure trapping his cock. He rubbed his hands up and down Changmin’s thighs.
Changmin nodded, and then rose up until Jae’s cock almost slipped out. At the same time as Changmin pressed down, Jae thrust up. Changmin cried out, but ignored Jae’s concerned whimper and kept moving, up and down, sliding. Jae couldn’t move, only hold still as Changmin rode him. Changmin shuddered with every movement, hands clutching Jae’s pec muscles. Sweat dripped down his arms, into his eyes and plastered his hair to his face. And then Changmin bit his lip, fighting against a moan, and he sped up.
Jae moaned, eyes shutting. He gripped Changmin’s hips, thrusting up with a growl.
“Fuck, Jae, please touch me, god, please,” Changmin said, more whimpers than words.
Jae’s head was spinning, like being tossed around in waves. He was so close to coming again. He wrapped fingers around Changmin’s cock and squeezed. Changmin groaned and Jae answered it with his own as Changmin’s body tightened around his cock.
“Minnie-ah, so good, Min, so-”
“Close, hy-hyung, so-faster, please. Please.”
Jae tried, but his entire body was spasming, jerking, and Changmin fell over him, elbows on the bed, their faces close, breaths shared. Changmin shook, crying out, burying his face into Jae’s neck and screaming, like his throat was being torn out. His cock shuddered in Jae’s hand, pulsed, and come covered Jae’s stomach. He stroked Changmin only twice more and then took him by the hips again. Changmin couldn’t move, so Jae thrust into him, eyes shutting at the pleasure as Changmin’s over-sensitized body quivered with each movement.
And then Changmin licked him, on his neck, up to his ear and down his collar bone. Over again, never far enough that he actually had to move. His breath was hot, still short and still moaning. His finger found Jae’s pierced nipple, and he tugged. Hard.
Jae cried out at the painful stimulation, and the pain joined the pleasure as both cascaded over his body and he came, back arching into Changmin’s chest. And then he couldn’t make anymore noise, mouth just open as Changmin rode him again, pulling him through his orgasm.
They collapsed together, lips pressing together for a sloppy kiss. Changmin rolled to the side, and moaned into the kiss as Jae slipped out of his body. He clutched Jae’s shoulders, pulling him, until Jae was laying flush on his front, and then he wrapped his legs around him again.
Jae broke from the kiss first, running hands on Changmin’s cheeks. Pushing hair from his face. Changmin sighed and held Jae more tightly with legs and arms.
“Well?” Jae demanded, and nibbled on Changmin’s lower lip.
Changmin smiled. “Good.”
“Good? That’s it?”
“Please don’t make me think right now, hyung.”
Jae laughed. “Okay.” He snuggled into Changmin’s shoulder. After a moment, Changmin tugged on a blanket and sort of managed to cover them with it. Jae wanted to protest, that they should shower first, but then he remembered the mess from earlier and his sheets needed to be changed, and that could all be done after a nap.
Part 11: Fighting to Understand
Part 9: Solving Stupid Problems
Part 8: Hitting your Face
Part 7: Protecting What's Mine
Part 6: Thrusting Into Insanity
Part 5: Kissing away your Tears
Part 4: Moaning Into Kisses
Part 3: Succumbing to the Pressure
Part 2: Trying to Hold Back
Part 1: Getting to Know You
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Pairing: Jaejoong/Changmin, Jaejoong/Yoochun BFF-ery with benefits
Rating: eventual NC-17
Disclaimer: Mine? Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. Damn it.
Warnings: ... um, possible incest and a tiny bit of pedophilia if you really want to think of it that way
Summary: Senior year of high school, Jaejoong's mom gets married. But a new, quiet step-brother isn't going to distract Jaejoong from what's important. Right?
did someone scream SMUT???
Poster credit goes to hichanchen. Thank you, darling! ♥♥♥
“Your bed or mine?” Jae asked with a leer.
Changmin rolled his eyes.
“See?” Jae said, while leading him down the hall. “There are worse pick up lines.”
“Your bed is bigger.”
“And softer.”
“And it doesn’t smell like girl lotions and stuff.”
Jae laughed.
“Don’t laugh, hyung. It reeks of girl smell. It’s permeated into the mattress.”
“You better sleep with me from now on then. Don’t want you smelling like a girl.”
Jae crawled on his bed and lay down, legs spread. He pulled a pillow under his head.
“I thought that was my position this time,” Changmin said as he settled over him.
“You need to continue the massage.”
Changmin pressed his hips to Jae’s body, his cock easily nestling itself between Jae’s ass. “No massage,” he whispered, and kissed Jae’s neck. He kept their skin together and slowly kissed around Jae’s shoulders and back. It didn’t take long for Jae to start whimpering and humping the mattress.
“God, Min, please.”
“I thought you were supposed to be doing this to me,” Changmin said as his lips trailed over Jae’s shoulder and up his neck.
“Ah, but it feels good.”
“And you really look good whining and begging.”
Jae chuckled. “I’m pretty sure I can get you whining and begging pretty quickly too.”
“Okay.” Changmin shoved him over, grabbing the other pillow and lying on his stomach. Jae smiled. He draped an arm over Changmin’s shoulders and their lips met in a soft kiss.
“Are you sure about this, Minnie?”
“Yes. And if I don’t like it, then I’ll just say you forced me.”
“God, Min, that’s not funny.” Jae rolled to his side. “I already feel like a douche.”
“Why? I-it was a joke, hy-hyung. I-why do you feel-”
Jae rolled back over, silencing Changmin with a kiss. “I can’t help it. You’re still so young.”
“I know for a fact that you and Yoochun were fooling around when you were thirteen.”
Jae’s eyes narrowed.
“You think I’m young, but you were younger. He told me a lot of things today. Don’t treat me like I’m some doll that’s going to be broken. Isn’t that what you said to him?”
“Oh, he is so dead.”
“I’d rather have you tell me about it, hyung. It-it’s a little scary, but I-I know you won’t hurt me.”
Jae kissed him again.
“Please, Jae,” Changmin whispered. “I-God, I want this, please.”
“Told you I could get you whining and begging pretty quickly.”
“God,” Changmin muffled his face into the pillow as his cheeks turned red. He muttered something.
Jae thought of asking what he said, then smiled against his shoulder and started kissing skin. He moved on top of Changmin, emulating Changmin’s earlier position with his cock between Changmin’s ass, and body arched to lay kisses on his shoulder and back. Jaejoong kissed him for a long time, carefully biting the muscles down his spine. Changmin’s body kept twitching, moans and little whimpers filled the bedroom.
“Wanna use those incredibly long arms and grab a bottle of lube?”
Changmin took a deep breath, reached for the night stand and opened the drawer.
Jae bit down on his muscle of his lower back, hard, sucking it into his mouth. Changmin arched up with a cry of, “Hyung!” glaring over his shoulder. Jae lathed attention to the skin in his mouth, eyes wide with innocence. Changmin shook his head. He snagged a bottle of lube and tossed it near Jaejoong, then went back to lying down.
Jae let go of the skin with a slurp. He took the bottle of lube. “If this hurts, tell me, okay?”
“God, hyung, I’m not a-”
“Don’t, Min, I’m serious.” Jae spread Changmin’s legs a bit more, noting that, despite the tough act, Changmin was shaking. Jae let the lube dropped to the bed and continued kissing Changmin’s skin, lips skimming his lower back, and then down around each mound of ass. He kissed down the back of Changmin’s thighs, waiting until he was sure the shivers were from lust and not fear. God, Changmin’s body was heaven. It took all of Jaejoong’s self restraint from spreading and fucking his ass right then.
He spread Changmin open and stared at his opening, tight, pink, screaming virgin, virgin, virgin.
“Are you sure about this, Minnie-ah?”
Changmin made a noise of disbelief, and Jaejoong laughed.
Very carefully, he pressed his tongue against Changmin’s hole. Jae’s quiet moan was lost in Changmin’s scream. He added more pressure, just licking, up and along and around, watching as Changmin’s hole clenched. And Changmin never stopped moaning. Jae continued to lick him, hands massaging his ass. He wanted in, so bad, so hard, he started thrusting against the bed, only half aware of Changmin doing the same thing, body arching back into Jaejoong’s face.
With a moan, Jae concentrated just on that puckered opening, swirling his tongue along the edge before barely pressing in.
“Fuck!” Changmin shouted, thrusts speeding on the bed.
“Are you going to come all over my blankets?” Jae asked in between licks.
Changmin whimpered.
Jae smiled and continued licking and probing with his tongue. Even in this shallow, Changmin’s body clenched around his tongue like it didn’t want to let go. He brought a finger down and scraped a nail over Changmin’s balls.
With an agonized moan, Changmin’s entire body was racked with spasms, and he jerked his hips hard into the bed. Jae licked him through the aftermath, his hole a bit looser. And then Changmin groaned, propping himself up on his elbows.
“Feel good, Minnie?” Jae asked.
“Yes, but now … “ He moved over a few inches, and then fell back to his stomach with a moan. He left a pile of come on the bedspread.
Jae chuckled and shifted to Changmin’s new spot, going back to Changmin’s ass. Changmin jerked with every lick, moans buried into the pillow.
“I’m serious now, Min,” Jae said, trying to keep the tremor of need from his voice. “This is going to hurt. Let me know if you need me to stop, okay?”
Changmin nodded.
Jae licked him more, pushing his tongue in as far as he could, not fighting the moans that came as Changmin’s body clenched around him, but Jae would not hurt Changmin unnecessarily, and if that meant his own cock was protesting and leaking and about ready to burst just from rimming Changmin, then so be it.
Finally, he took the bottle of lube and covered his fingers with it. He watched, entranced as Changmin’s hole tightened, released, tightened, and his body shook.
“You’re so fucking hot, Changmin,” Jae muttered, and then went back to work with his tongue. Very slowly, he pressed in a finger with his tongue. Changmin gasped, and Jae’s eyes crossed at the feeling of Changmin’s body closing around the finger. He continued licking as he pressed the finger deeper, in and out, swirling, following his tongue. Changmin moaned, hips again thrusting against the bed.
“Does it hurt, Min?”
“No. Feels, weird. Weird good.”
Jae added more lube to his fingers and then added a second one into Changmin’s body. He gasped again, entire body tensing as he whimpered. Jae stopped, both fingers knuckle deep, tongue licking around them, until Changmin moaned and thrust back.
“Of all the times fingering yourself, did you ever find your prostate?” Jae whispered, hooking his fingers even as he pushed them further.
“God, hyung, please.”
“Where is it?” Jae sang.
“Right, god, no wait, left, fuck, right. Yeah, right.”
Jae continued licking as his fingers pressed up and to the right, searching, and then he grinned when Changmin’s entire body convulsed and he cried out, head up and neck arching back.
“Right there, I take it,” Jae said with a laugh.
“Fuck, hyung. I’m going to … fuck.”
Jae quickly pulled his fingers away, and Changmin moaned in disappointment.
“Roll over,” Jae said, shoving Changmin’s hips a bit.
Arms shaking, Changmin steady himself on his elbows, and then fell to his back. One arm flung over his face. His breath rose and fell in gasps. His cock was dark, leaking, twitching. Jae maneuvered until he was between Changmin’s legs. Jae very slowly moved Changmin’s arm and then leaned down and kissed Changmin’s pliant lips. Jae traced a finger up and down Changmin’s wet cheeks, pressing just the pad of his finger into his hole. He swallowed Changmin’s moans in kisses.
And then Changmin shifted, legs wrapping around Jae’s body, the movement making Jae’s finger slide into him. Jae groaned into Changmin’s mouth, trying to beg with his body to be wrapped in those legs. Changmin seemed to understand and tightened his hold, thrusting his hips up and fucking himself on Jae’s finger. Jae quickly added a second, and Changmin moaned, going faster. Jae crooked his fingers a bit, and the moan turned to a scream.
“Fuck, hyung.”
“Come, Minnie-ah,” Jae whispered, sliding his lips and tongue down Changmin’s neck, licking up the sweat gathered at his collar bone. “I’m going to last about a minute and a half inside of you, so come whenever you want.”
Changmin whimpered when Jae closed his mouth around a nipple. He continued the slow finger fucking as he bit down Changmin’s chest and stomach. Changmin whimpered again when Jae pulled his fingers away, but Jae knew he had to add more lube.
“Patience, babe,” Jae said. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
He pushed the two fingers back in at the same time he took Changmin’s cock in his mouth. He swallowed the influx of fluid, and hummed when Changmin screamed. He sucked slowly, in time to the fingers going in and out of his body. Changmin’s heels dug into his lower back, and his hands gripping Jaejoong’s hair, pulling his face up and down his own cock. When Changmin’s cock pulsed in his mouth, seemed to fill the space even more, Jaejoong pressed a third finger into Changmin’s body.
Changmin screamed, body curling, as come filled Jaejoong’s mouth. His whole clenched around the three fingers with each wave of sperm that Jae swallowed.
“Tastes good, Minnie-ah,” Jae crooned.
Changmin whimpered, his entire body jerking.
“You still with me?” Jae asked and he removed his fingers, kissing back up Changmin’s body to his nipples.
Changmin nodded.
“Good,” Jae whispered, and kissed Changmin. Changmin moaned, but kissed him back, trying desperately to follow Jae’s lead around his gasping breath.
Jae took his cock in his hand, spreading lube over it. He held it against Changmin’s clenching opening and then pressed. Changmin flung his head back with a cry, legs tightening around Jaejoong, hips lifting off the bed. Jae slid into him a few more inches.
“God, hyung.”
“Does it hurt?” Jae whispered, kissing Changmin’s cheeks and chin.
“God, yes.”
Jae pulled out, even as his lust screamed at him to just fuck that virgin ass already.
Changmin grabbed his hips. “Please, hyung, just …”
“Slow. I know, babe. Relax, okay?” Jae pressed in again, pulling out quickly. God, his body was not going to last through this. He did it again, swirling the head of his cock around Changmin’s hole, pressing deeper with each pass. His orgasm built as the head of his cock was massaged and taken into Changmin’s hole.
Changmin tossed his head back and forth, legs shivering around Jaejoong.
“More, hyung, please.”
Jae pressed deeper, not pulling all the way out until he was thrusting very slowly into Changmin’s body. He couldn’t keep his eyes open or his body up and he collapsed over Changmin, even as Changmin’s hips thrust up. They both practically screamed as their bodies touched. Jae couldn’t move, didn’t want to move from Changmin’s tight body. But he did, once, in and out, quick and again, and then his eyes were crossing as black filled his vision and his body shook its release into Changmin.
“Fuck, Min,” Jae said as his body continued to jerk, and he moved again, fucking Changmin through his own come.
Changmin moaned something, and then Jae couldn’t move anymore and he fell to the side, not caring that he landed in Changmin’s previous mess. And then he curled up along Changmin’s side, kissing his neck and shoulders as their breath evened out.
Quite suddenly, Changmin was kissing him, cupping his face with firm hands, and devouring his mouth. Whimpering, gasping, and Jaejoong wondered if Changmin wanted to say something, and then just as suddenly, Changmin pulled away, eyes shut. He put an arm behind his head, one of his knees bent.
Jaejoong’s mouth went dry when Changmin’s other hand slid down his body, tugging on his partially erect cock, before going lower. Jae propped up on an elbow so he could watch as Changmin touched shaking fingers to himself, feeling the loosened hole and hot come seeping from it.
“Fuck,” Jae whispered as Changmin pressed a finger into himself. His cock was hard in seconds.
“You said you wanted to see me do this,” Changmin whispered.
Jae flicked a surprised gaze up to Changmin’s face. He smirked, and then his eyes shut with a groan. Jae moved for a better view. Two of Changmin’s long fingers moved in and out of him.
With a little whimper, Changmin removed his fingers, and Jae watched transfixed as he brought them up to his lips and licked them clean, moaning, sucking them into his mouth.
“So hot,” Jae whispered, as his fingers found their way to Changmin’s nipple, teasing, squeezing, playing.
“Fuck, hyung,” Changmin said, body arching. He went to grab his cock, but Jaejoong stopped him.
“Don’t, not … not until I’m inside you again.”
“God, then hurry the fuck up and fuck me.”
Jae laughed and bent down, acting like he was going to kiss Changmin, but he bit his lower lip.
Changmin moaned.
“Such language, dongsaeng.”
“God, you are …” Changmin growled and pushed Jaejoong to the bed, straddling his hips. He grabbed Jae’s hard cock, and Jae threw his head back and arched up as Changmin stroked him. While Jae’s brain was trying to catch up with his lust, Changmin held him firm against his hole.
“Min-wait, fuck.”
And then Changmin pushed down, forcing Jae’s cock into his body all at once.
“Oh fuck!” Jae said, screaming, arching up again.
Changmin held still, eyes shut, breath gasping, and then he shifted, just a tiny bit, but it made them both moan. He stopped, head back.
“You okay?” Jae whispered, when he could finally think through the pleasure trapping his cock. He rubbed his hands up and down Changmin’s thighs.
Changmin nodded, and then rose up until Jae’s cock almost slipped out. At the same time as Changmin pressed down, Jae thrust up. Changmin cried out, but ignored Jae’s concerned whimper and kept moving, up and down, sliding. Jae couldn’t move, only hold still as Changmin rode him. Changmin shuddered with every movement, hands clutching Jae’s pec muscles. Sweat dripped down his arms, into his eyes and plastered his hair to his face. And then Changmin bit his lip, fighting against a moan, and he sped up.
Jae moaned, eyes shutting. He gripped Changmin’s hips, thrusting up with a growl.
“Fuck, Jae, please touch me, god, please,” Changmin said, more whimpers than words.
Jae’s head was spinning, like being tossed around in waves. He was so close to coming again. He wrapped fingers around Changmin’s cock and squeezed. Changmin groaned and Jae answered it with his own as Changmin’s body tightened around his cock.
“Minnie-ah, so good, Min, so-”
“Close, hy-hyung, so-faster, please. Please.”
Jae tried, but his entire body was spasming, jerking, and Changmin fell over him, elbows on the bed, their faces close, breaths shared. Changmin shook, crying out, burying his face into Jae’s neck and screaming, like his throat was being torn out. His cock shuddered in Jae’s hand, pulsed, and come covered Jae’s stomach. He stroked Changmin only twice more and then took him by the hips again. Changmin couldn’t move, so Jae thrust into him, eyes shutting at the pleasure as Changmin’s over-sensitized body quivered with each movement.
And then Changmin licked him, on his neck, up to his ear and down his collar bone. Over again, never far enough that he actually had to move. His breath was hot, still short and still moaning. His finger found Jae’s pierced nipple, and he tugged. Hard.
Jae cried out at the painful stimulation, and the pain joined the pleasure as both cascaded over his body and he came, back arching into Changmin’s chest. And then he couldn’t make anymore noise, mouth just open as Changmin rode him again, pulling him through his orgasm.
They collapsed together, lips pressing together for a sloppy kiss. Changmin rolled to the side, and moaned into the kiss as Jae slipped out of his body. He clutched Jae’s shoulders, pulling him, until Jae was laying flush on his front, and then he wrapped his legs around him again.
Jae broke from the kiss first, running hands on Changmin’s cheeks. Pushing hair from his face. Changmin sighed and held Jae more tightly with legs and arms.
“Well?” Jae demanded, and nibbled on Changmin’s lower lip.
Changmin smiled. “Good.”
“Good? That’s it?”
“Please don’t make me think right now, hyung.”
Jae laughed. “Okay.” He snuggled into Changmin’s shoulder. After a moment, Changmin tugged on a blanket and sort of managed to cover them with it. Jae wanted to protest, that they should shower first, but then he remembered the mess from earlier and his sheets needed to be changed, and that could all be done after a nap.
Part 11: Fighting to Understand
Part 9: Solving Stupid Problems
Part 8: Hitting your Face
Part 7: Protecting What's Mine
Part 6: Thrusting Into Insanity
Part 5: Kissing away your Tears
Part 4: Moaning Into Kisses
Part 3: Succumbing to the Pressure
Part 2: Trying to Hold Back
Part 1: Getting to Know You
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