Don't Hate Me 18/18
Title: Don't Hate Me 18/18
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?
Finally done with this fic! Wow. It was only supposed to be 3 parts and it ended up being 91 pages and 42,509 words. Thank you to all my readers, even the silent ones! I love you all!! *hugs* ♥♥♥ And yes, now I'm going to concentrate on finishing MIBf and Piano Lessons and a few others.
Poster credit goes to hichanchen. Thank you, darling! ♥♥♥
“You need to sleep, hyung,” Changmin said.
Jae paced. “God, I can’t. I … fuck, I’m going to fail tomorrow. I’m going to fail and ..”
Changmin laughed. “No, you’re not. Come to bed.”
“I can’t, Minnie. Am I breathing? God, I’m not breathing.”
Changmin sighed. “If you want to be breathless, then get your gorgeous body in this bed.”
Shaking, Jae climbed on the bed. “Sorry, I’m so fucking nervous.”
“You’re going to do fine,” Changmin said, kissing him between every word.
Jae bit his lower lip. “Are you sure?”
“I’m positive. You’re smart, Jae. You’re what? Sixth in your class?”
Jae sighed and flopped onto the bed. “What if I forget everything in a panic?”
Changmin rolled over him, straddling his lap. “Then I guess after I become the best astrophysicist in the world, that I’ll just have to be your sugar daddy, and you can live with me and eat the food I pay for in exchange for fantastic sex.”
Jae finally laughed, wrapping his arms around Changmin’s back and pulling their bodies flush. Their lips met in a comfortable kiss.
Jae couldn’t believe how fast the last couple months had flown by. Everything had happened so quickly and with them still in school, the days blurred together. Hours of studying, late nights of skin and kisses and sex. Other late nights of crying and comfort.
Jae’s mom not only filed for an immediate divorce, but she also filed a restraining order against Kangwon. He’d tried only once to come after that. To keep her from calling the cops, Jae’s mom made him sign an agreement that he would never bother Changmin again.
And then news spread through school that Changmin wasn’t Jae’s brother anymore. There were a few assholes that Jae had to take care of that thought this meant that Changmin was ripe for the picking, but as soon as Changmin and Jaejoong decided to reveal their relationship to the school, Changmin’s popularity soared again.
Jae’s mom still tried to convince Changmin to go to a better school, but Changmin refused. He talked to the administrator and his counselor, and they allowed him to take a few placements tests, so in some subjects, like math and science, he was in the same class as third years, but with English and Literature, he was with his own age group. He was going to try the college entrance exam next year.
Jae sighed as Changmin pulled away and pressed their foreheads together.
“Are you calm enough to sleep?”
“No. Tire me out.”
Changmin smiled. He pressed his hips to Jae’s and frotted against him. They both moaned. “You should sleep. You have a test in less than six hours.”
“Fuck, Min. I know, but … fuck me. Please.”
“How about this? I don’t fuck you unless you do well.”
“God, no, then I’d be even more paranoid of failing.”
“The threat of not getting into a good college is less than the threat of no sex?”
“Fuck, yes.”
Changmin laughed. He bent down and kissed Jae’s neck, following the familiar path down to his shoulder and across his collar bone. Jae’s hands threaded through his hair.
“Hmm, Min. More.”
His mouth closed around Jae’s pierced nipple. “When are you going to get a new piercing in this, Jae?” he asked. “I like the barbell, but I want a new toy to play with.”
Jae laughed. “If I pass, it will be your gift for all your help.”
“Sweet.”
Changmin continued to kiss his body, slowly, lips scraping his skin, fingers tracing lines of muscles. Jae was lost trying to guess where Changmin’s lips would go next. Changmin laid hands on his inner thighs, nudging, and Jae spread his legs. Changmin licked and tickled there, moving up to his balls and then licking up the length of his hard cock.
“God, Changmin. I love it when you do this.”
“Worshiping, I think they call it.”
Jae breathed out a laugh. “Yeah. Yeah, that.”
Changmin lifted Jae’s cock from his body, licking up the pool of precome, and then tonguing the slit, slurping up even more fluid. Jae threw his head back with a cry, fisting the sheets when Changmin slid Jae’s cock deep in his throat. Jae couldn’t help but buck his hips up. Changmin moaned, moving faster. He held onto the base of Jae’s cock, mouth working the tip, faster, over and over. Vision blurry, Jae thrashed, moaning as his orgasm grew. But then Changmin pulled away with a sloppy slurp.
Jae whimpered. “Fuck, I was so close.”
“I know. Roll over.”
Body shuddering, Jae complied. Changmin ran his hands up and down the back of Jae’s thighs, squeezing his ass.
“I don’t care what Yoochun says. Your ass is perfect.”
Jae scoffed and said, “It’d be more perfect if you were fucking it.”
Changmin laughed. He leaned over Jae’s body and kissed his skin. Again taking his time, starting at Jae’s shoulders and trailing over every curve of muscles. He bit down Jae’s ass and thighs.
“Please, Min. God, please. I want to feel your tongue inside me.”
“How much?”
“God, so much.” Jae lifted his hips, fucking the air and gasping when his cock scraped across the bed underneath him.
“Are you going to come as soon as I touch my tongue to you?”
“No, soon, but not yet. Please, Changmin. Please.”
Changmin kneeled and lifted Jae’s hips until his ass was in the air. He massaged Jae’s ass again. “Don’t you think you should be punished first?”
Jae whimpered.
“You have a test tomorrow, hyung, and you should be resting, or using this time to study, but instead, you’re begging me to fuck you like a whore.”
“Oh, god,” Jae moaned. “Please.”
Changmin smacked Jae’s ass. Jae cried out, pleasure spiking through his body. Another strike, and the world swam.
“Fuck, Min!”
Changmin rubbed his skin again. “How naughty have you been, hyung?” He spread Jae’s cheeks and licked his opening once.
“Oh, shit, Min, please.”
Changmin slapped his ass again, and then again, smack after smack until it was red and hot to touch. A steady stream of obscenities and begging left Jae’s mouth, echoing around the room.
“You naughty” slap “naughty” slap “hyung” slap “You’re a horrible example to me.” slap
“God, fuck me, Min. Please. Please. Fuck me. Please.”
Changmin hit him one more time, and then before Jae could recover, spread his cheeks and thrust his tongue into Jae’s clenching hole. Jae screamed, pushing back against his face. A finger slid into his hole and Jae cried out again.
“More, please, more.”
Changmin’s other hand landed sharp on his cheek. “Quiet, bitch.”
Jae stopped begging, but moaned and whimpered as another finger pressed into him. His cock was so hard it hurt, and then Changmin twisted his fingers and everything went white. Jae pushed up to his hands with a scream, back bowing. He cried out in disbelief when Changmin left his body.
Changmin spanked him again, and then again. His hand slid up Jae’s sweaty back and tangled in his hair. Changmin pulled up harshly and then pressed down, pushing Jae’s face back to the bed.
“Stay like that, sexy whore.”
Jae whimpered. “Please, Min. I want you.”
“What do you want, slut?”
“You, fuck. I want you to fuck me.”
Changmin held the tip of his cock to Jae’s hole. He pushed in a bit and then pulled out. Jae’s cry of ecstasy turned to one of disappointment.
“Please, Min.”
“Do you deserve it?”
“Yes, please. Yes.”
“Why? Why do you deserve to be fucked by me?”
Jae whimpered. His mind twisted with pleasure, trying to figure out what Min wanted him to say.
“Please, Min, just … please.”
A single finger touched his hole. “You’re no better than a whore, a slut for my cock, why should you get it?”
Jae gasped, eyes shutting tight as that single finger went round and round his opening. “Your whore,” he said, thrusting back. “I’m your whore. Please, Min. I’m a good whore. Please.”
Changmin immediately thrust his cock into Jae’s body.
Jae screamed into the bed, thrusting back, forcing Changmin deeper.
Changmin held his hips once he was completely inside of Jae. “You are a very, very good whore.”
And Changmin fucked him, hard, fast, using his grip on Jae’s hips to slam Jae back each time he slammed forward. Pleasure blurred, ripping through him in moans and wave after wave of blessed pain. Sweat slipped into his eyes, his mouth open, but only able to breath in pants. His fingers were sore as they clutched the blankets above his head.
“God, Jae,” Changmin said, slowing just a bit.
Jae whimpered.
Changmin’s hand slid around his hip and he started stroking Jae’s cock in time with his thrusts.
“You’re right, baby. You’re good. Now, hurry up and come so you can swallow your reward for being such a good whore.”
Jae gasped, eyes shutting as Changmin’s words brought a spike of pleasure to his body. He was close, so close. Changmin stroked faster, pressing a thumb to the tip of his cock with almost every pass.
“Fuck, Min. Fuck.”
“Come, you little slut.”
Jae whimpered, and then moaned as his body shook, and everything went black and spotty. He screamed as his released tore out of him, muscles clenching and spasming.
And then Changmin was gone, and without his hands at his hips, Jae fell to the bed. Fingers wrapped in his hair and yanked his head up. Jae cried out, and then gagged as Changmin shoved his cock down Jae’s throat.
“Such a good whore,” Changmin said, and fucked Jae’s mouth, almost as hard as he had his ass.
Jae moaned, and managed to get his hands under him to hold himself up. Changmin grabbed his hair with both hands, pulling hard enough that Jae’s eyes shut and tears leaked from the corners.
“Fuck,” Min gasped, and then his cock pulsed and he held Jae’s head still, forcing his cock completely down Jae’s throat as he came in waves.
Jae choked, gagged, and tried to push Changmin away.
“Swallow it, whore.”
Jae couldn’t breathe, and his vision went gray as come slipped down his throat. And then Changmin was gone, and he sucked in a much needed breath, before collapsing, spread eagle, gasping, shaking.
After a moment, Changmin ran his hands up and down Jae’s back in soothing circles. “Such a good little whore,” he muttered.
Jae thought he smiled, he wasn’t sure, lips still tingling from Changmin’s cock.
Changmin curled up around him, kissing his neck and shoulder. Jae sighed in utter contentment. He loved it when Changmin took control of him like that. It didn’t happen often, but Changmin always seemed to know when Jae needed to be dominated. They were still testing the boundaries of what they both liked, but this had been perfect. And tomorrow, he was certain, Changmin was going to be embarrassed by it, but adorable, blushing Changmin was just as sexy as hot, domineering Changmin.
He had a brief thought that sitting for his exam tomorrow was going to be painful, and then sleep over took him.
[o]
“Well?”
Jae shrugged, a smile tugging on his lips.
“What, hyung?” Changmin said, bouncing on his feet. “Tell me.”
“I did well,” Jae said, and actually believed it. The test was hard, but he’d done his best.
“You are going to get the best score.”
Jae slugged him. “Shut up. No, I’m not.”
“Oh my god, and then you’re going to go to Seoul University, and-“
“Shut up. Where are Yoochun and Yunho?”
“They said they needed a drink, so they’re already at the restaurant.”
Jae laughed. “So we’re waiting for their boyfriends?”
“No. I was waiting for you. Let’s go. I’m starving. The twins know where we’re meeting, and Junho is going to take forever. You know that.”
Changmin didn’t stop talking as they walked down the street. Jae smiled through it, and lit a cigarette.
“You need to walk faster,” Changmin said.
Jae looked at him in surprise. “After that fucking last night and sitting on my ass for the last few hours and you want me to walk fast?”
Changmin blushed a bit. “D-did you l-like it?”
Jae grabbed Changmin hand and pulled him into a small alley. He pushed him against the wall and then leaned up to kiss him. Changmin wrapped his arms around Jae with a groan.
“Fuck, yes, I liked it,” Jae gasped. Changmin kneaded his ass, bodies responding. “I like being your whore.”
Changmin sort of smiled, his blush deepened. “You’re a good whore.”
“Wanna do it right here?” Jae asked, sliding up and down Changmin’s body.
Changmin’s eyes went wide. “God, no.” And then he blushed scarlet and hid his head in Jae’s shoulder.
Jae laughed. “I was kidding.”
“No, you weren’t. You were seeing if I’d do it.”
“Ah, you caught me.”
Changmin’s hands slid up his back and tangled in his hair, pulling enough that Jae winced. “Such a naughty hyung.”
Jae moaned and then kissed him again, insistent, demanding, and maybe, based on the hard cock pressed against his hip, he could convince Changmin to bend him over right here in the alley. They kissed for long minutes, losing track of time until Changmin’s phone rang.
“Hey, hyung. Yeah … we’re almost there … kay, see you.” He flipped the phone closed. “They’re all waiting for us.”
“That’s nice,” Jae said, and kissed him again, softer, less panicked.
Changmin smiled. “I love kissing you.”
“Me, too. Kissing you I mean. Love it.”
“God, and I love touching you. We need to get out of this alley before I start touching you.”
Jae laughed, but kissed him again.
“Thank you,” Jae whispered against his lips. “For helping and for everything else.”
“Anything for you.”
After another kiss, they broke apart and went to the restaurant. Yoochun, Junsu, Yunho and Junho were all there, and Yoochun raised a glass of alcohol at them as they entered.
“Finally.”
“Sorry,” Changmin said as they sat. “I had to fuck him in the alley.”
Yoochun coughed on his drink while the others laughed.
Jae hit Changmin’s shoulder. “Don’t lie, dongsaeng. So how did you guys do on the test?”
“I think the level of sucking is congruent to the amount of drinks I’ve had,” Yunho said, slurring his words a bit.
“Alright, buddy,” Yoochun said, taking Yunho’s drink. “That’s enough for you.”
Yunho frowned.
Junho leaned into him and nuzzled his neck. “Don’t worry. When we got home, I’ll let you get drunk from swallowing something else.”
Yunho’s face broke into a smile. “Let’s go home now.”
“Nope, we need to eat first.”
The waitress came by with food, and then more food as they sat and drank and talked. It was Changmin (the only sober one) who noticed how late it was getting, and paid for their meal (with Yoochun’s credit card) and got them into two cabs, and herded them back to Jaejoong’s house.
Jae’s mom rolled her eyes at the group stumbling up her sidewalk. “Boys.”
“Celebrating,” Jae said, and the others cheered.
“You have school tomorrow,” she said.
“I know, isss early, Mom. We’ll be alright.”
“Fine, but no throwing up.”
Yoochun pouted. “Take all the fun out of it.”
They all went to the basement. Yoochun lit a cigarette.
“No smoking inside,” Jae said and tried to swat it out of his mouth.
Changmin took it and stubbed out the cigarette. “God, I can’t wait until I’m eighteen and I can legally drink with you guys. I hate babysitting.”
Yoochun fiddled with the DVDs, and put one in that no one watched. Twenty minutes into the show, Yunho and Junho were making out, Yoochun was asleep with his head in Junsu’s lap, and Jae was trying to unbutton Changmin’s pants. Changmin moaned, and held onto Jae’s wrists.
Jae smiled and straddled his lap. He kissed him and rocked their hips together.
“Stop it,” Changmin said, and pulled Jae so he was sitting next to him.
“Oh, come on, Minnie. Let me be your whore again. That was hot.”
Changmin smiled. “It was hot, but you’re not exactly sober, and I’m tired.”
Jae frowned. “But HoHo are getting it on. Why can’t we?”
They both looked to the pair. Yunho was practically naked with Junho mouthing his clothed erection.
“Yah!” Junsu suddenly shouted. And a shoe hit Junho in the head. “What the fuck?”
Junho stuck his tongue out and kept going.
“Fuck this,” Junsu said, and roused Yoochun. “I am not watching my brother fuck him again.”
“Again?” Jae asked.
Junsu shivered. “I walked in on them a couple days ago. God, felt like I had burned my retinas with acid.”
Jae and Changmin laughed.
“Where we goin’, baby?” Yoochun asked, rubbing his eye and yawning.
“Out of here,” Junsu said.
“Go to Jaejoong’s room,” Changmin said.
Junsu nodded as he pulled Yoochun up the stairs.
“Why my room?” Jae asked.
Changmin smirked. “Did you change the sheets after we fucked last night?”
Jae laughed. “God, my devious boyfriend, I love you.”
Changmin’s breath caught.
Jae leaned in and kissed him. “I do. I also know that I’m half drunk and that you think it’s just the soju talking, but I really do. You were so worried about me hating you, Min, but now you should worry about me loving you, because when I love someone, I love them forever.”
Changmin rolled his eyes, trying for unimpressed, but he was smiling. “Stuck with you forever, huh?”
Jae nodded.
“Considering the fact that I’m pretty sure I love you too, I think I can handle that,” Changmin replied.
“Pretty sure?”
Changmin smiled. “I’m only fourteen, hyung. It’s kinda freaking me out a bit.”
Jae returned the smile. “Okay. No more freaking Changmin out with sappy love confessions. Got it.”
Changmin laughed. He leaned over to kiss Jae, but his attention was pulled away from a loud groan from Yunho. A quick glance showed Yunho with his knees bet and Junho making quick work in preparing him.
“I say we take this upstairs,” Changmin said.
“Genius idea, as always, Min.”
Part 17: Standing Up
Part 16: Coming to a decision
Part 15: Revealing some things
Part 14: Dealing without you
Part 13: Stretching Out Time
Part 12: Making amends
Part 11: Fighting to Understand
Part 10: Fucking ... yeah, fucking
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?
Finally done with this fic! Wow. It was only supposed to be 3 parts and it ended up being 91 pages and 42,509 words. Thank you to all my readers, even the silent ones! I love you all!! *hugs* ♥♥♥ And yes, now I'm going to concentrate on finishing MIBf and Piano Lessons and a few others.
Poster credit goes to hichanchen. Thank you, darling! ♥♥♥
“You need to sleep, hyung,” Changmin said.
Jae paced. “God, I can’t. I … fuck, I’m going to fail tomorrow. I’m going to fail and ..”
Changmin laughed. “No, you’re not. Come to bed.”
“I can’t, Minnie. Am I breathing? God, I’m not breathing.”
Changmin sighed. “If you want to be breathless, then get your gorgeous body in this bed.”
Shaking, Jae climbed on the bed. “Sorry, I’m so fucking nervous.”
“You’re going to do fine,” Changmin said, kissing him between every word.
Jae bit his lower lip. “Are you sure?”
“I’m positive. You’re smart, Jae. You’re what? Sixth in your class?”
Jae sighed and flopped onto the bed. “What if I forget everything in a panic?”
Changmin rolled over him, straddling his lap. “Then I guess after I become the best astrophysicist in the world, that I’ll just have to be your sugar daddy, and you can live with me and eat the food I pay for in exchange for fantastic sex.”
Jae finally laughed, wrapping his arms around Changmin’s back and pulling their bodies flush. Their lips met in a comfortable kiss.
Jae couldn’t believe how fast the last couple months had flown by. Everything had happened so quickly and with them still in school, the days blurred together. Hours of studying, late nights of skin and kisses and sex. Other late nights of crying and comfort.
Jae’s mom not only filed for an immediate divorce, but she also filed a restraining order against Kangwon. He’d tried only once to come after that. To keep her from calling the cops, Jae’s mom made him sign an agreement that he would never bother Changmin again.
And then news spread through school that Changmin wasn’t Jae’s brother anymore. There were a few assholes that Jae had to take care of that thought this meant that Changmin was ripe for the picking, but as soon as Changmin and Jaejoong decided to reveal their relationship to the school, Changmin’s popularity soared again.
Jae’s mom still tried to convince Changmin to go to a better school, but Changmin refused. He talked to the administrator and his counselor, and they allowed him to take a few placements tests, so in some subjects, like math and science, he was in the same class as third years, but with English and Literature, he was with his own age group. He was going to try the college entrance exam next year.
Jae sighed as Changmin pulled away and pressed their foreheads together.
“Are you calm enough to sleep?”
“No. Tire me out.”
Changmin smiled. He pressed his hips to Jae’s and frotted against him. They both moaned. “You should sleep. You have a test in less than six hours.”
“Fuck, Min. I know, but … fuck me. Please.”
“How about this? I don’t fuck you unless you do well.”
“God, no, then I’d be even more paranoid of failing.”
“The threat of not getting into a good college is less than the threat of no sex?”
“Fuck, yes.”
Changmin laughed. He bent down and kissed Jae’s neck, following the familiar path down to his shoulder and across his collar bone. Jae’s hands threaded through his hair.
“Hmm, Min. More.”
His mouth closed around Jae’s pierced nipple. “When are you going to get a new piercing in this, Jae?” he asked. “I like the barbell, but I want a new toy to play with.”
Jae laughed. “If I pass, it will be your gift for all your help.”
“Sweet.”
Changmin continued to kiss his body, slowly, lips scraping his skin, fingers tracing lines of muscles. Jae was lost trying to guess where Changmin’s lips would go next. Changmin laid hands on his inner thighs, nudging, and Jae spread his legs. Changmin licked and tickled there, moving up to his balls and then licking up the length of his hard cock.
“God, Changmin. I love it when you do this.”
“Worshiping, I think they call it.”
Jae breathed out a laugh. “Yeah. Yeah, that.”
Changmin lifted Jae’s cock from his body, licking up the pool of precome, and then tonguing the slit, slurping up even more fluid. Jae threw his head back with a cry, fisting the sheets when Changmin slid Jae’s cock deep in his throat. Jae couldn’t help but buck his hips up. Changmin moaned, moving faster. He held onto the base of Jae’s cock, mouth working the tip, faster, over and over. Vision blurry, Jae thrashed, moaning as his orgasm grew. But then Changmin pulled away with a sloppy slurp.
Jae whimpered. “Fuck, I was so close.”
“I know. Roll over.”
Body shuddering, Jae complied. Changmin ran his hands up and down the back of Jae’s thighs, squeezing his ass.
“I don’t care what Yoochun says. Your ass is perfect.”
Jae scoffed and said, “It’d be more perfect if you were fucking it.”
Changmin laughed. He leaned over Jae’s body and kissed his skin. Again taking his time, starting at Jae’s shoulders and trailing over every curve of muscles. He bit down Jae’s ass and thighs.
“Please, Min. God, please. I want to feel your tongue inside me.”
“How much?”
“God, so much.” Jae lifted his hips, fucking the air and gasping when his cock scraped across the bed underneath him.
“Are you going to come as soon as I touch my tongue to you?”
“No, soon, but not yet. Please, Changmin. Please.”
Changmin kneeled and lifted Jae’s hips until his ass was in the air. He massaged Jae’s ass again. “Don’t you think you should be punished first?”
Jae whimpered.
“You have a test tomorrow, hyung, and you should be resting, or using this time to study, but instead, you’re begging me to fuck you like a whore.”
“Oh, god,” Jae moaned. “Please.”
Changmin smacked Jae’s ass. Jae cried out, pleasure spiking through his body. Another strike, and the world swam.
“Fuck, Min!”
Changmin rubbed his skin again. “How naughty have you been, hyung?” He spread Jae’s cheeks and licked his opening once.
“Oh, shit, Min, please.”
Changmin slapped his ass again, and then again, smack after smack until it was red and hot to touch. A steady stream of obscenities and begging left Jae’s mouth, echoing around the room.
“You naughty” slap “naughty” slap “hyung” slap “You’re a horrible example to me.” slap
“God, fuck me, Min. Please. Please. Fuck me. Please.”
Changmin hit him one more time, and then before Jae could recover, spread his cheeks and thrust his tongue into Jae’s clenching hole. Jae screamed, pushing back against his face. A finger slid into his hole and Jae cried out again.
“More, please, more.”
Changmin’s other hand landed sharp on his cheek. “Quiet, bitch.”
Jae stopped begging, but moaned and whimpered as another finger pressed into him. His cock was so hard it hurt, and then Changmin twisted his fingers and everything went white. Jae pushed up to his hands with a scream, back bowing. He cried out in disbelief when Changmin left his body.
Changmin spanked him again, and then again. His hand slid up Jae’s sweaty back and tangled in his hair. Changmin pulled up harshly and then pressed down, pushing Jae’s face back to the bed.
“Stay like that, sexy whore.”
Jae whimpered. “Please, Min. I want you.”
“What do you want, slut?”
“You, fuck. I want you to fuck me.”
Changmin held the tip of his cock to Jae’s hole. He pushed in a bit and then pulled out. Jae’s cry of ecstasy turned to one of disappointment.
“Please, Min.”
“Do you deserve it?”
“Yes, please. Yes.”
“Why? Why do you deserve to be fucked by me?”
Jae whimpered. His mind twisted with pleasure, trying to figure out what Min wanted him to say.
“Please, Min, just … please.”
A single finger touched his hole. “You’re no better than a whore, a slut for my cock, why should you get it?”
Jae gasped, eyes shutting tight as that single finger went round and round his opening. “Your whore,” he said, thrusting back. “I’m your whore. Please, Min. I’m a good whore. Please.”
Changmin immediately thrust his cock into Jae’s body.
Jae screamed into the bed, thrusting back, forcing Changmin deeper.
Changmin held his hips once he was completely inside of Jae. “You are a very, very good whore.”
And Changmin fucked him, hard, fast, using his grip on Jae’s hips to slam Jae back each time he slammed forward. Pleasure blurred, ripping through him in moans and wave after wave of blessed pain. Sweat slipped into his eyes, his mouth open, but only able to breath in pants. His fingers were sore as they clutched the blankets above his head.
“God, Jae,” Changmin said, slowing just a bit.
Jae whimpered.
Changmin’s hand slid around his hip and he started stroking Jae’s cock in time with his thrusts.
“You’re right, baby. You’re good. Now, hurry up and come so you can swallow your reward for being such a good whore.”
Jae gasped, eyes shutting as Changmin’s words brought a spike of pleasure to his body. He was close, so close. Changmin stroked faster, pressing a thumb to the tip of his cock with almost every pass.
“Fuck, Min. Fuck.”
“Come, you little slut.”
Jae whimpered, and then moaned as his body shook, and everything went black and spotty. He screamed as his released tore out of him, muscles clenching and spasming.
And then Changmin was gone, and without his hands at his hips, Jae fell to the bed. Fingers wrapped in his hair and yanked his head up. Jae cried out, and then gagged as Changmin shoved his cock down Jae’s throat.
“Such a good whore,” Changmin said, and fucked Jae’s mouth, almost as hard as he had his ass.
Jae moaned, and managed to get his hands under him to hold himself up. Changmin grabbed his hair with both hands, pulling hard enough that Jae’s eyes shut and tears leaked from the corners.
“Fuck,” Min gasped, and then his cock pulsed and he held Jae’s head still, forcing his cock completely down Jae’s throat as he came in waves.
Jae choked, gagged, and tried to push Changmin away.
“Swallow it, whore.”
Jae couldn’t breathe, and his vision went gray as come slipped down his throat. And then Changmin was gone, and he sucked in a much needed breath, before collapsing, spread eagle, gasping, shaking.
After a moment, Changmin ran his hands up and down Jae’s back in soothing circles. “Such a good little whore,” he muttered.
Jae thought he smiled, he wasn’t sure, lips still tingling from Changmin’s cock.
Changmin curled up around him, kissing his neck and shoulder. Jae sighed in utter contentment. He loved it when Changmin took control of him like that. It didn’t happen often, but Changmin always seemed to know when Jae needed to be dominated. They were still testing the boundaries of what they both liked, but this had been perfect. And tomorrow, he was certain, Changmin was going to be embarrassed by it, but adorable, blushing Changmin was just as sexy as hot, domineering Changmin.
He had a brief thought that sitting for his exam tomorrow was going to be painful, and then sleep over took him.
[o]
“Well?”
Jae shrugged, a smile tugging on his lips.
“What, hyung?” Changmin said, bouncing on his feet. “Tell me.”
“I did well,” Jae said, and actually believed it. The test was hard, but he’d done his best.
“You are going to get the best score.”
Jae slugged him. “Shut up. No, I’m not.”
“Oh my god, and then you’re going to go to Seoul University, and-“
“Shut up. Where are Yoochun and Yunho?”
“They said they needed a drink, so they’re already at the restaurant.”
Jae laughed. “So we’re waiting for their boyfriends?”
“No. I was waiting for you. Let’s go. I’m starving. The twins know where we’re meeting, and Junho is going to take forever. You know that.”
Changmin didn’t stop talking as they walked down the street. Jae smiled through it, and lit a cigarette.
“You need to walk faster,” Changmin said.
Jae looked at him in surprise. “After that fucking last night and sitting on my ass for the last few hours and you want me to walk fast?”
Changmin blushed a bit. “D-did you l-like it?”
Jae grabbed Changmin hand and pulled him into a small alley. He pushed him against the wall and then leaned up to kiss him. Changmin wrapped his arms around Jae with a groan.
“Fuck, yes, I liked it,” Jae gasped. Changmin kneaded his ass, bodies responding. “I like being your whore.”
Changmin sort of smiled, his blush deepened. “You’re a good whore.”
“Wanna do it right here?” Jae asked, sliding up and down Changmin’s body.
Changmin’s eyes went wide. “God, no.” And then he blushed scarlet and hid his head in Jae’s shoulder.
Jae laughed. “I was kidding.”
“No, you weren’t. You were seeing if I’d do it.”
“Ah, you caught me.”
Changmin’s hands slid up his back and tangled in his hair, pulling enough that Jae winced. “Such a naughty hyung.”
Jae moaned and then kissed him again, insistent, demanding, and maybe, based on the hard cock pressed against his hip, he could convince Changmin to bend him over right here in the alley. They kissed for long minutes, losing track of time until Changmin’s phone rang.
“Hey, hyung. Yeah … we’re almost there … kay, see you.” He flipped the phone closed. “They’re all waiting for us.”
“That’s nice,” Jae said, and kissed him again, softer, less panicked.
Changmin smiled. “I love kissing you.”
“Me, too. Kissing you I mean. Love it.”
“God, and I love touching you. We need to get out of this alley before I start touching you.”
Jae laughed, but kissed him again.
“Thank you,” Jae whispered against his lips. “For helping and for everything else.”
“Anything for you.”
After another kiss, they broke apart and went to the restaurant. Yoochun, Junsu, Yunho and Junho were all there, and Yoochun raised a glass of alcohol at them as they entered.
“Finally.”
“Sorry,” Changmin said as they sat. “I had to fuck him in the alley.”
Yoochun coughed on his drink while the others laughed.
Jae hit Changmin’s shoulder. “Don’t lie, dongsaeng. So how did you guys do on the test?”
“I think the level of sucking is congruent to the amount of drinks I’ve had,” Yunho said, slurring his words a bit.
“Alright, buddy,” Yoochun said, taking Yunho’s drink. “That’s enough for you.”
Yunho frowned.
Junho leaned into him and nuzzled his neck. “Don’t worry. When we got home, I’ll let you get drunk from swallowing something else.”
Yunho’s face broke into a smile. “Let’s go home now.”
“Nope, we need to eat first.”
The waitress came by with food, and then more food as they sat and drank and talked. It was Changmin (the only sober one) who noticed how late it was getting, and paid for their meal (with Yoochun’s credit card) and got them into two cabs, and herded them back to Jaejoong’s house.
Jae’s mom rolled her eyes at the group stumbling up her sidewalk. “Boys.”
“Celebrating,” Jae said, and the others cheered.
“You have school tomorrow,” she said.
“I know, isss early, Mom. We’ll be alright.”
“Fine, but no throwing up.”
Yoochun pouted. “Take all the fun out of it.”
They all went to the basement. Yoochun lit a cigarette.
“No smoking inside,” Jae said and tried to swat it out of his mouth.
Changmin took it and stubbed out the cigarette. “God, I can’t wait until I’m eighteen and I can legally drink with you guys. I hate babysitting.”
Yoochun fiddled with the DVDs, and put one in that no one watched. Twenty minutes into the show, Yunho and Junho were making out, Yoochun was asleep with his head in Junsu’s lap, and Jae was trying to unbutton Changmin’s pants. Changmin moaned, and held onto Jae’s wrists.
Jae smiled and straddled his lap. He kissed him and rocked their hips together.
“Stop it,” Changmin said, and pulled Jae so he was sitting next to him.
“Oh, come on, Minnie. Let me be your whore again. That was hot.”
Changmin smiled. “It was hot, but you’re not exactly sober, and I’m tired.”
Jae frowned. “But HoHo are getting it on. Why can’t we?”
They both looked to the pair. Yunho was practically naked with Junho mouthing his clothed erection.
“Yah!” Junsu suddenly shouted. And a shoe hit Junho in the head. “What the fuck?”
Junho stuck his tongue out and kept going.
“Fuck this,” Junsu said, and roused Yoochun. “I am not watching my brother fuck him again.”
“Again?” Jae asked.
Junsu shivered. “I walked in on them a couple days ago. God, felt like I had burned my retinas with acid.”
Jae and Changmin laughed.
“Where we goin’, baby?” Yoochun asked, rubbing his eye and yawning.
“Out of here,” Junsu said.
“Go to Jaejoong’s room,” Changmin said.
Junsu nodded as he pulled Yoochun up the stairs.
“Why my room?” Jae asked.
Changmin smirked. “Did you change the sheets after we fucked last night?”
Jae laughed. “God, my devious boyfriend, I love you.”
Changmin’s breath caught.
Jae leaned in and kissed him. “I do. I also know that I’m half drunk and that you think it’s just the soju talking, but I really do. You were so worried about me hating you, Min, but now you should worry about me loving you, because when I love someone, I love them forever.”
Changmin rolled his eyes, trying for unimpressed, but he was smiling. “Stuck with you forever, huh?”
Jae nodded.
“Considering the fact that I’m pretty sure I love you too, I think I can handle that,” Changmin replied.
“Pretty sure?”
Changmin smiled. “I’m only fourteen, hyung. It’s kinda freaking me out a bit.”
Jae returned the smile. “Okay. No more freaking Changmin out with sappy love confessions. Got it.”
Changmin laughed. He leaned over to kiss Jae, but his attention was pulled away from a loud groan from Yunho. A quick glance showed Yunho with his knees bet and Junho making quick work in preparing him.
“I say we take this upstairs,” Changmin said.
“Genius idea, as always, Min.”
Part 17: Standing Up
Part 16: Coming to a decision
Part 15: Revealing some things
Part 14: Dealing without you
Part 13: Stretching Out Time
Part 12: Making amends
Part 11: Fighting to Understand
Part 10: Fucking ... yeah, fucking
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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