Move In Boyfriend 14/15
Title: Move In Boyfriend 14/15
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yoochun, Changmin/Junsu (and combinations of those four), Past!Yoochun/Yunho
Disclaimer: Santa didn't bring them to me for Christmas. I found a note instead: "Shame on you." ... I'm not sure for what, but I think it might have been because of that dream I had where Yoochun was my slave.
Summary: When a sinfully delicious man moves into Yoochun's apartment building, Yoochun's comfort zone is rattled. Can he handle it? Can he handle letting himself go when all he wants to do is cling to the past?
Warnings: VERY VERY IMPORTANT!!! This fic is extremely graphic. This fic will contain restraints, toys, blindfolds, minor torture, water sports and plenty of cursing, moaning, and penetration. It's pretty kinky.
A/N: I have been writing the epilogue to this, but as soon as it hit 5000 words, i just decided 'fuck it' and now it's two chapters longer. I'm sure you guys don't mind. :) ♥♥♥
THIS FIC IS DEDICATED TO poppy_sky
Poster by ta_tow
A month later, sometime in February
Changmin leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. His eyes narrowed.
“What?” Jae asked.
“You three keep exchanging glances,” he replied.
Yoochun laughed. “You don’t trust us, do you Minnie?”
“Not one bit. What are you planning?”
“Nothing,” Junsu said, but he looked away.
“Su.”
Junsu sort of smiled. “It’s a surprise for your birthday, Minnie. Don’t spoil it.”
Changmin rolled his eyes. “Fine. Then let’s go and get it over with. You three are not subtle.”
Yoochun shook his head. “Junsu, your boyfriend is a bitch.”
“I know.”
Changmin snagged an ear piercing with his fingers and pulled.
“Ow, Minnie.”
Changmin stood up and headed for the door.
“Well, with birthday boy in a mood, this looks like a promising night,” Jae said.
“Just stick to the plan, Jae,” Yoochun said.
“I will. Who’s paying?”
“I got it,” Yoochun said.
“Let’s start it now,” Junsu said.
“What?”
“The plan. Now. He’s already suspicious, he’s not going to calm down and if we go dancing or something now, then he’s going to be grumpy and not have fun and-”
“He’s right,” Jae said to Yoochun.
“Yeah. Alright, Jae, go out first.”
Jae smiled. “Fabulous.” He pulled his jacket on and left the restaurant.
“I hope he doesn’t be a bitch about this,” Junsu muttered.
Yoochun laughed. “Let’s not give him time to be a bitch about it, yeah?”
Junsu laughed.
Yoochun paid for the food and they left the restaurant, neither surprised to see Jae practically sitting in Changmin’s lap on a bench, fingers tracing the edge of his ear. At least Changmin was smiling. A tiny spark of jealousy ran through Yoochun, and then he sat on them, between them so he was in Changmin’s lap with his legs over Jaejoong. He kissed Changmin’s cheek.
“You two ready to go or should we see how sturdy this bench is?”
Jae grinned, leaned over and kissed Yoochun deeply. After a moment, Yoochun shifted enough that Changmin had to either lean away or join the kiss. He leaned away, and Yoochun frowned. Yeah, they had to get him home and naked as soon as possible.
“I say we go,” Jae said. “It’s too cold out here.”
He stood up and then pulled Yoochun to his feet. He held a hand out for Changmin.
Changmin sighed and took it. “Where are we going next?” he asked with a fake amount of exasperation.
“I left my ID at the house,” Junsu said, “so we have to go back and get it, then we’re going dancing.”
“You and your dancing.”
“You like to watch me dance.”
As they walked, Jae leaned toward Yoochun and whispered, “Do you think he has any idea?”
“No,” Yoochun said with a head shake.
The walk was quiet and then Yoochun sighed.
“What?” Jae asked.
“I think I could just walk all night. It’s actually pretty nice out.”
Jae shook his head. “It’s fucking freezing.”
They arrived at Changmin’s building a bit later. “Should we just wait for you?” Changmin asked.
“Fuck you,” Jae said and elbowed past him into the door. “I’m freezing.”
“We’ll wait in the lobby then.”
“No. I’m going to go take a shot off that vodka in your freezer,” Jae said. “Get me drunk a bit so I can’t feel the cold.”
“Good idea,” Yoochun said.
Changmin rolled his eyes. “That’s an expensive bottle of vodka, you know.”
“And Yoochun will buy you another one, won’t you, darling?”
Yoochun laughed.
In the elevator, Jae cuddled into Yoochun, playing up the “cold” act really well.
Changmin unlocked his front door and opened it, letting the others go in first. They stopped in the entry way to remove their shoes. Before Changmin could move more than a few steps away, Jaejoong grabbed his arm and then silenced his question with a kiss.
“I got a kiss for my birthday,” he said, lips against Changmin’s, “so you get one on your birthday.”
“You’ve kissed me three times today,” Changmin pointed out, but didn’t protest as Jae pressed lips to his again.
“JaeMin is fucking hot,” Junsu muttered. He moved in next to the pair, one arm around each of their waist. He kissed just below Changmin’s ear.
“I’m going out on a limb here,” Changmin said, words muffled a bit as Yoochun moved to the other side and licked up his neck. “We’re not going dancing, are we?”
Jae chuckled. “You almost sound disappointed.”
“I like dancing.”
“Oh, don’t worry. We’ll dance. For you, on you, around you.”
Junsu moaned. “Horizontal. Lots of horizontal dancing.”
“And you’ve all discussed this and agreed to this.”
“Yes,” Yoochun said. “Just waiting for you.”
Changmin smiled, and his entire body relaxed. “Should I say, you had me at hello?”
Junsu groaned. “God, spoil the moment.”
Changmin broke away from all of them, and scooped Junsu up into his arms. Junsu squeaked in surprise and then they were kissing. Changmin carried him down the hall.
“You two coming?” he asked.
Jae and Yoochun met each others eyes and said, “Not yet,” at the same time.
Junsu whimpered. “No more corny, cheesy, lame lines.”
Changmin had Junsu flat on his back on their bed. Technically, Junsu hadn’t officially moved in yet. He was still getting his mail at his other apartment, and he only had a single drawer in Changmin’s dresser, but the two of them rarely slept apart. Yoochun had lost the bet on when Changmin would ask Junsu to really move in. Jae and Junsu were still battling it out. Jae had about a week left before he lost, Junsu still a month.
Jae and Yoochun watched from the door way for a moment as Junsu’s legs wrapped around Changmin’s body. Changmin ran his hands over Junsu’s jean-clad thighs and down to his ass. Junsu tugged on Changmin’s shirt with a whimper, and Changmin let him pull it off. JaeChun’s cue. They smirked at each other and then knelt on either side of the pair on the bed. Jae kissed one shoulder, Yoochun kissed the other. Changmin gasped and arched his back. Junsu had Changmin’s jeans unbuttoned, and Jae and Yoochun slid hands along his skin and into his pants, groping his ass before tugging the pants down.
Changmin was naked in record time, and Jae and Yoochun replaced their hands with lips, and tongue and teeth. Changmin shivered under their touches, moaning into Junsu’s mouth.
Junsu broke away for a moment and whispered, “Can you trust us just a little bit?”
Changmin looked at him carefully, “With what?”
“Your body,” Jae said, tracing a finger along the curve of Changmin’s ass.
“Your pleasure,” Yoochun added, and followed Jae’s example on the other side.
Changmin’s entire body jerked, and he moaned, head dropping. His mouth opened around Junsu’s collar bone.
“I think we should take that as a yes.”
“I hate you all,” Changmin said, and then went back to kissing Junsu. “It’s my birthday; shouldn’t I decide what to do?”
“You’re always in control, Min,” Yoochun said, and replaced his finger with his tongue, licking the curve, and letting his tongue dip deeper just once.
“I’m not sure I trust you two with free reign on my ass, though,” Changmin said.
Jae laughed, and then joined Yoochun, licking Changmin’s skin, teasing his entrance with the barest of touches.
Changmin gasped, hips jerking back.
Junsu whispered something to him that Yoochun couldn’t hear, but it made Changmin chuckle.
“So when do you guys get naked in this time of pleasuring Changmin?” Changmin asked.
“When we feel like it,” Junsu replied. “On your back.”
Changmin’s eyebrows rose.
Junsu rolled his eyes. “You big baby. Just go with it.”
“I still don’t trust you.”
Junsu smiled. “At all? Or do you trust me-us-to give you four or five orgasms tonight?”
Changmin smirked. “Is that all?”
Jae sighed and grabbed Changmin’s hips. Yoochun moved just in time, and Jae threw Changmin onto his back. “God, Junsu. Can we gag him, please?”
“No,” Yoochun said and started kissing up Changmin’s stomach. “I want to hear him lose control”
Changmin smirked, putting his hands behind is head. “Bring it on.”
Junsu twisted his nipple.
Changmin yelped. “Su!”
“I said no more corny lines.”
Jae leaned forward and licked the abused nipple. “Hope you liked that, Min, because this is going to be better.” Jae closed his mouth around the nipple and sucked. Changmin shut his eyes with a moan, Junsu kissed him again and Yoochun started biting his stomach. They’d agreed to kiss and tease and otherwise torture Changmin until he begged them to stop.
So they did.
Jae moved away from the nipple, just as Yoochun’s mouth closed around the other. He moved lower, a single finger ran up and down Changmin’s hard cock, dipping lower to caress his balls, and tickle his thighs. He lifted Changmin’s cock enough to lick at the pool of fluid on his stomach and then let it fall back with a smack to Changmin’s stomach. Changmin moaned, and arched his hips a bit. All three chuckled at him.
Junsu left hickys and bite marks on his shoulder and neck, one hand buried in and lightly tugging on Changmin’s hair, the other was twisting the nipple Yoochun wasn’t sucking on.
“God, I am so hard, Changmin,” Jae said. He laid his head on Changmin’s hip, so his lips were centimeters away from his cock. “I remember watching you fuck Junsu on New Year’s and god, I can’t wait. I hope you get to fuck me tonight.”
Changmin moaned.
“I get to suck him first,” Yoochun said, fingertips touching the crown of Changmin’s cock. “I’m not as good as Junsu, but I can try, right?”
“God, please try,” Changmin muttered.
Yoochun leaned forward and licked the head of Changmin’s cock. He moaned into Junsu’s mouth. Jae winked at Yoochun and then kissed and bit up to Changmin’s nipples. Changmin’s hands fell to Jaejoong’s hair, tangling in it. He broke away from Junsu’s mouth with a gasp.
“I swear to Buddha, that if someone doesn’t press their skin against mine in the next five minutes I am going to get really, really, really mad.”
Jae laughed. He met Yoochun’s eyes and then Junsu’s and shrugged. He moved, Changmin’s hands slipping from his shoulders. He pulled off his shirt, and Changmin whimpered, quick to help, but his hands got distracted on Jae’s abs. He moaned. Jae breathed out a laugh as Changmin’s fingers slipped up his ribs. And then he twisted Jae’s piercings.
“Oh, fuck,” Jae groaned and fell forward to kiss Changmin’s lips.
Junsu moved behind him and licked up around Jae’s back and neck, biting his muscles.
“I like kissing you,” Changmin said.
Jae grinned. “I like kissing you.”
“It’d be really nice if Yoochun would stop watching us make out though.”
Jae looked over his shoulder at Yoochun who was propped up on an elbow, watching the three of them. A single finger swirled around Changmin’s thigh.
“Well?” Jae said with a mock growl. “You heard the birthday boy. Get to sucking.”
Yoochun laughed. “Yes, sir.” He leaned forward and licked the length of Changmin’s cock.
Changmin’s eyes shut with a groan.
“So good,” Yoochun whispered and then closed his mouth around the head.
Jae swallowed Changmin’s scream in a kiss.
Junsu moved to the other side of Changmin’s body and continued the abuse of his nipples. Changmin raised a hand and tugged on the spikes of Junu’s Mohawk.
Yoochun slid Changmin’s cock down his throat, teasing, light touches of tongue. He held the base tightly, moving his hand only a little bit. Each movement made Changmin groan into Jae’s kisses. As soon as Changmin’s noises turned to needy whimpers, Yoochun closed his mouth around Changmin’s cock and sucked hard. A burst of warm fluid filled his mouth, and he groaned, licking the slit, wanting more, and more. Changmin tried to thrust up, but Junsu’s hands were there, firm on his hip, to keep him pressed to the bed.
Yoochun licked and shoved Changmin’s cock further down his throat. When they had been planning this, Junsu had warned them that Changmin’s ass was still virginal. To an extent. Beyond two or three fingers pressed into him during a blow job, Changmin hadn’t been fucked. Junsu was too much of a bottom to even want to. Without even missing a beat, Junsu had said that Yoochun was going to fuck him.
“Come on,” Junsu had said, “he trusts you.”
It’d been a long time since Yoochun had taken someone’s “virginity”.
Yoochun slipped a finger between Changmin’s cheeks. Changmin groaned when it pressed lightly against his hole. His words were taken by Jaejoong’s mouth. Yoochun paused enough to cover his finger in spit. He slipped the tip into Changmin’s begging body.
“Yoochun,” Junsu muttered, and held out a slim bottle of lube.
Yoochun took it without removing his mouth from Changmin’s cock. He slicked up his fingers, and pressed the first one back in, up to the knuckle. It was slow, how he moved that single finger. He sucked slow, too. Changmin’s cock pulsed.
Changmin yanked away from Jaejoong’s kissed with a very loud, “Fuck!” his neck arching. He inadvertently pulled on both Junsu and Jaejoong’s hair.
They also agreed that they’d get Changmin off as many times as they could, so even though Changmin begged Yoochun to stop between heavy pants of breath, Yoochun pressed in another finger.
“Oh god,” Changmin moaned.
His cock pulsed, and Yoochun hummed. His hips rose off the bed, and with a loud cry, he came. Yoochun moaned and swallowed, he kept his fingers moving and he kept sucking.
“Man, Chunnie,” Junsu said. “I’m so fucking jealous right now.”
Yoochun met his eyes and winked.
“Did that feel good, Changmin?” Jaejoong ask, licking his ear.
“Yes,” he gasped, still squirming and whimpering since Yoochun was still sucking on him and fingering his ass.
“Well, this part we’re going to actually ask your permission,” Junsu said.
“Hmm?”
“Yoochun wants to fuck you.”
Changmin inhaled sharply. But only Yoochun knew the immediate effect on his body. His cock surged in Yoochun’s mouth, and was hard in about three seconds.
“Is that okay?”
Changmin looked down his body and met Yoochun’s eyes as Yoochun continued to suck his cock. When Changmin stayed silent, Yoochun pressed a third finger into his body. Changmin’s eyes shut with a quiet moan. “Fuck.”
Junsu and Jaejoong kissed his body, licking his nipples and tracing their hands on his neck and shoulders.
“God, you guys.”
Yoochun pushed his fingers a bit deeper, twisting them a bit, until they brushed over Changmin’s prostate. His whole body shook and he almost screamed.
“Fuck, Yoochun. Fuck! Fuck!”
“I love hearing him curse,” Junsu whispered.
Yoochun stopped his fingers, keeping then deep inside Changmin’s body. He sucked hard, taking all of Changmin down his throat.
“Yoochun, shit.”
“He wants to fuck you so badly,” Jae said, kissing up to Changmin’s mouth.
Changmin smirked. “Then why is he still dressed?”
Jae grinned. “That is a very good question. Yoochun? Answer?”
Yoochun laughed around Changmin’s cock. He was already unbuttoning his pants. Junsu slid down to help with the buttons on his shirt.
“God, I can’t fucking wait to watch you slide your cock into him,” Junsu said. “Talk about a fantasy come true.”
Yoochun couldn’t wait either, but he didn’t want to let go of Changmin’s cock either. When he was naked, he slammed his fingers back into Changmin, and pumped them quickly.
Changmin cried out. “Fuck you, Yoochun. Stop sucking on me and fuck me.”
Yoochun laughed, and pulled away. “You sounded like Junsu right there.”
Junsu grabbed Yoochun by the back of the neck and kissed him, tongue digging into his mouth. “Mmm, you taste like Changmin.”
A foot pushed against Yoochun hip.
“Yoochun, god,” Changmin said.
Yoochun broke away from Junsu with a grin. “Let me fuck your boyfriend, and then I’ll kiss you.”
Junsu smiled widely. “Kay.” He lay on the bed, face in his hands, cute grin on his face. “I want to watch every inch of you disappear into him.”
“Oh, hell,” Changmin said, body shivering.
Yoochun put firm hands on the back of Changmin’s thighs, spreading his legs and pressing up. He raised them, and Jae took one leg behind the knee and Junsu took the other. Yoochun held his cock against Changmin’s hole and slowly pressed in, teasing just the crown of his cock in and around Changmin’s entrance. It clutched around him. Changmin groaned, tossing his head back and forth again, eyes shut tight. His fingers dug into Jae and Junsu’s forearms.
“Please, Yoochun, please. God. Stop teasing me, please.”
Yoochun laughed. “You’re right, Su. Changmin begging is hot.”
Changmin opened his mouth to retort, but Yoochun pressed in, slipping in past the ring of muscle. His eyes crossed and Changmin screamed, back arching off the bed, as Yoochun pulled out and in again.
“You okay, Min?” Jae whispered.
Yoochun paused, not quite all the way inside Changmin. His eyes were shut, breathing harsh. Junsu ran a soothing hand over Changmin’s stomach, lightly tugging on his cock.
“Just try to relax and breathe,” Jae continued, placing soft kisses on his cheeks and lips.
Changmin nodded once.
Yoochun took a deep breath and finished his thrust, forcing their bodies together.
Changmin cried out again, but he rolled his hips too, so Yoochun slid in and out of him quickly. They both moaned. Yoochun repeated the movement, his own eyes shutting as Changmin’s tight body refused to let him go.
“Fuck, Changmin,” Yoochun gasped. “So fucking … god.”
“Move, Chunnie,” Changmin begged. “Please move.”
Yoochun did, thrusting in and out of him, trying so hard not to go to fast or too hard. Junsu continued stroking Changmin’s cock, moaning when it grew hard and thick in his hand. He closed his mouth around one of Changmin’s nipples. Changmin gripped his hair again, trying to match Yoochun’s movements.
“God, that’s hot,” Jae whispered. He took his phone out of his pocket.
“What-fuck, Jae-” Changmin tried to glare at him, but it was lost when Junsu leaned forward and licked his cock, and Changmin moaned.
“Just something to remember this night by,” Jae replied. He moved the phone in close to Yoochun’s face.
Yoochun licked his lips. “You need to document Changmin getting fucked for the first time?” he said, voice breathless.
“Hell, yes. And by my boyfriend no less.”
“Hate you,” Changmin managed to say.
Junsu closed his mouth around the head of Changmin’s cock. His tongue piercing slipped along the slit of his cock.
“Oh, fuck, Su. Again. God, again.”
Junsu did it again, adding more pressure, pushing the barbell in further, and then pulling it out, fucking his cock with it.
“Holy shit,” Jae said in awe, making sure to lean forward to capture it on his phone. “I want to know what that feels like before the end of the night.”
Junsu smirked, and then opened his throat and took Changmin down his throat all at once.
“Fuck!” Changmin shouted and his body curled in, hands landing on Junsu’s head and pushing down.
“Fuck him harder,” Junsu said, and then readjusted so Yoochun could slam into Changmin harder while Junsu sucked on him.
Yoochun groaned, head back, as Changmin’s body fought against him, clenching, tightening, sliding. His orgasm twisted through him, teasing every time he hit deep inside Changmin.
“I’m going to come,” Yoochun whispered.
Jae abandoned the phone, and leaned forward to suck on Yoochun’s nipple.
“Fuck, harder, Jae. Bite me. Please.”
Jae moaned and did as Yoochun asked, biting on his nipple, sucking harder until Yoochun’s head was light from pain, but warped with pleasure. He sped up, slamming into Changmin, and Changmin cried out. Yoochun moaned, unable to stay up, and leaned against Jaejoong’s body.
And suddenly, a single finger slid up his ass and pressed into him.
Yoochun cried out, coming hard in Changmin’s body as he was fingerfucked. As soon as he stopped spasming, arms encircled him and pulled him away. He curled up against a bare chest, and breathed deeply.
“That was so hot,” Jae said, and then turned Yoochun’s head.
Changmin’s lips pressed against his, and Yoochun turned the rest of his body so he could kiss Changmin while Junsu continued to suck on him. Junsu’s fingers played in Changmin’s hole.
“Thank you,” Changmin whispered, with a smile, and then hissed in pleasure, when Junsu started fucking him with his fingers.
“Come, Min,” Yoochun said, licking his neck. “Let Junsu swallow you.”
Changmin groaned. He gripped Junsu’s hair and lifted his legs, planting his feet on the bed. He thrust up, fucking Junsu’s throat. Junsu moaned and whimpered, but they all knew it was an act; Junsu could take a cock longer than Changmin’s and he was loving the abuse.
“God,” Jae suddenly said.
“What?” Yoochun asked.
“Just thinking of the sounds Junsu would make if he was tied up and being spanked.”
“Oh, fuck,” Changmin said, body suddenly shaking out his release into Junsu’s throat.
Changmin collapsed, limp, as Junsu moaned in approval. He kissed up Changmin’s body, and then opened his mouth a tiny bit, so come dripped from it.
“Mine,” Jae said and launched himself at Junsu, kissing him, and moaning when Changmin’s come filled his mouth.
Changmin smiled and curled up with Yoochun’s head on his chest. “You two have fun for a minute. Let us recover for a bit.”
Jae and Junsu exchanged a look. “Wanna have some fun, Su?”
“Fuck yes.”
Part 15: SEXIER
Part 13: LOVE
Part 12: RIBBON
Part 11: PHOTOS
Part 10: SUNLIGHT
Part 9: RISKS
Part 8: MOVE
Part 7: INSECURE
Part 6: FRIENDS
Part 5: NAKED
Part 4: LUST
Part 3: TASTE
Part 2: CONTROL
Part 1: EXOTIC
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yoochun, Changmin/Junsu (and combinations of those four), Past!Yoochun/Yunho
Disclaimer: Santa didn't bring them to me for Christmas. I found a note instead: "Shame on you." ... I'm not sure for what, but I think it might have been because of that dream I had where Yoochun was my slave.
Summary: When a sinfully delicious man moves into Yoochun's apartment building, Yoochun's comfort zone is rattled. Can he handle it? Can he handle letting himself go when all he wants to do is cling to the past?
Warnings: VERY VERY IMPORTANT!!! This fic is extremely graphic. This fic will contain restraints, toys, blindfolds, minor torture, water sports and plenty of cursing, moaning, and penetration. It's pretty kinky.
A/N: I have been writing the epilogue to this, but as soon as it hit 5000 words, i just decided 'fuck it' and now it's two chapters longer. I'm sure you guys don't mind. :) ♥♥♥
THIS FIC IS DEDICATED TO poppy_sky
Poster by ta_tow
A month later, sometime in February
Changmin leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. His eyes narrowed.
“What?” Jae asked.
“You three keep exchanging glances,” he replied.
Yoochun laughed. “You don’t trust us, do you Minnie?”
“Not one bit. What are you planning?”
“Nothing,” Junsu said, but he looked away.
“Su.”
Junsu sort of smiled. “It’s a surprise for your birthday, Minnie. Don’t spoil it.”
Changmin rolled his eyes. “Fine. Then let’s go and get it over with. You three are not subtle.”
Yoochun shook his head. “Junsu, your boyfriend is a bitch.”
“I know.”
Changmin snagged an ear piercing with his fingers and pulled.
“Ow, Minnie.”
Changmin stood up and headed for the door.
“Well, with birthday boy in a mood, this looks like a promising night,” Jae said.
“Just stick to the plan, Jae,” Yoochun said.
“I will. Who’s paying?”
“I got it,” Yoochun said.
“Let’s start it now,” Junsu said.
“What?”
“The plan. Now. He’s already suspicious, he’s not going to calm down and if we go dancing or something now, then he’s going to be grumpy and not have fun and-”
“He’s right,” Jae said to Yoochun.
“Yeah. Alright, Jae, go out first.”
Jae smiled. “Fabulous.” He pulled his jacket on and left the restaurant.
“I hope he doesn’t be a bitch about this,” Junsu muttered.
Yoochun laughed. “Let’s not give him time to be a bitch about it, yeah?”
Junsu laughed.
Yoochun paid for the food and they left the restaurant, neither surprised to see Jae practically sitting in Changmin’s lap on a bench, fingers tracing the edge of his ear. At least Changmin was smiling. A tiny spark of jealousy ran through Yoochun, and then he sat on them, between them so he was in Changmin’s lap with his legs over Jaejoong. He kissed Changmin’s cheek.
“You two ready to go or should we see how sturdy this bench is?”
Jae grinned, leaned over and kissed Yoochun deeply. After a moment, Yoochun shifted enough that Changmin had to either lean away or join the kiss. He leaned away, and Yoochun frowned. Yeah, they had to get him home and naked as soon as possible.
“I say we go,” Jae said. “It’s too cold out here.”
He stood up and then pulled Yoochun to his feet. He held a hand out for Changmin.
Changmin sighed and took it. “Where are we going next?” he asked with a fake amount of exasperation.
“I left my ID at the house,” Junsu said, “so we have to go back and get it, then we’re going dancing.”
“You and your dancing.”
“You like to watch me dance.”
As they walked, Jae leaned toward Yoochun and whispered, “Do you think he has any idea?”
“No,” Yoochun said with a head shake.
The walk was quiet and then Yoochun sighed.
“What?” Jae asked.
“I think I could just walk all night. It’s actually pretty nice out.”
Jae shook his head. “It’s fucking freezing.”
They arrived at Changmin’s building a bit later. “Should we just wait for you?” Changmin asked.
“Fuck you,” Jae said and elbowed past him into the door. “I’m freezing.”
“We’ll wait in the lobby then.”
“No. I’m going to go take a shot off that vodka in your freezer,” Jae said. “Get me drunk a bit so I can’t feel the cold.”
“Good idea,” Yoochun said.
Changmin rolled his eyes. “That’s an expensive bottle of vodka, you know.”
“And Yoochun will buy you another one, won’t you, darling?”
Yoochun laughed.
In the elevator, Jae cuddled into Yoochun, playing up the “cold” act really well.
Changmin unlocked his front door and opened it, letting the others go in first. They stopped in the entry way to remove their shoes. Before Changmin could move more than a few steps away, Jaejoong grabbed his arm and then silenced his question with a kiss.
“I got a kiss for my birthday,” he said, lips against Changmin’s, “so you get one on your birthday.”
“You’ve kissed me three times today,” Changmin pointed out, but didn’t protest as Jae pressed lips to his again.
“JaeMin is fucking hot,” Junsu muttered. He moved in next to the pair, one arm around each of their waist. He kissed just below Changmin’s ear.
“I’m going out on a limb here,” Changmin said, words muffled a bit as Yoochun moved to the other side and licked up his neck. “We’re not going dancing, are we?”
Jae chuckled. “You almost sound disappointed.”
“I like dancing.”
“Oh, don’t worry. We’ll dance. For you, on you, around you.”
Junsu moaned. “Horizontal. Lots of horizontal dancing.”
“And you’ve all discussed this and agreed to this.”
“Yes,” Yoochun said. “Just waiting for you.”
Changmin smiled, and his entire body relaxed. “Should I say, you had me at hello?”
Junsu groaned. “God, spoil the moment.”
Changmin broke away from all of them, and scooped Junsu up into his arms. Junsu squeaked in surprise and then they were kissing. Changmin carried him down the hall.
“You two coming?” he asked.
Jae and Yoochun met each others eyes and said, “Not yet,” at the same time.
Junsu whimpered. “No more corny, cheesy, lame lines.”
Changmin had Junsu flat on his back on their bed. Technically, Junsu hadn’t officially moved in yet. He was still getting his mail at his other apartment, and he only had a single drawer in Changmin’s dresser, but the two of them rarely slept apart. Yoochun had lost the bet on when Changmin would ask Junsu to really move in. Jae and Junsu were still battling it out. Jae had about a week left before he lost, Junsu still a month.
Jae and Yoochun watched from the door way for a moment as Junsu’s legs wrapped around Changmin’s body. Changmin ran his hands over Junsu’s jean-clad thighs and down to his ass. Junsu tugged on Changmin’s shirt with a whimper, and Changmin let him pull it off. JaeChun’s cue. They smirked at each other and then knelt on either side of the pair on the bed. Jae kissed one shoulder, Yoochun kissed the other. Changmin gasped and arched his back. Junsu had Changmin’s jeans unbuttoned, and Jae and Yoochun slid hands along his skin and into his pants, groping his ass before tugging the pants down.
Changmin was naked in record time, and Jae and Yoochun replaced their hands with lips, and tongue and teeth. Changmin shivered under their touches, moaning into Junsu’s mouth.
Junsu broke away for a moment and whispered, “Can you trust us just a little bit?”
Changmin looked at him carefully, “With what?”
“Your body,” Jae said, tracing a finger along the curve of Changmin’s ass.
“Your pleasure,” Yoochun added, and followed Jae’s example on the other side.
Changmin’s entire body jerked, and he moaned, head dropping. His mouth opened around Junsu’s collar bone.
“I think we should take that as a yes.”
“I hate you all,” Changmin said, and then went back to kissing Junsu. “It’s my birthday; shouldn’t I decide what to do?”
“You’re always in control, Min,” Yoochun said, and replaced his finger with his tongue, licking the curve, and letting his tongue dip deeper just once.
“I’m not sure I trust you two with free reign on my ass, though,” Changmin said.
Jae laughed, and then joined Yoochun, licking Changmin’s skin, teasing his entrance with the barest of touches.
Changmin gasped, hips jerking back.
Junsu whispered something to him that Yoochun couldn’t hear, but it made Changmin chuckle.
“So when do you guys get naked in this time of pleasuring Changmin?” Changmin asked.
“When we feel like it,” Junsu replied. “On your back.”
Changmin’s eyebrows rose.
Junsu rolled his eyes. “You big baby. Just go with it.”
“I still don’t trust you.”
Junsu smiled. “At all? Or do you trust me-us-to give you four or five orgasms tonight?”
Changmin smirked. “Is that all?”
Jae sighed and grabbed Changmin’s hips. Yoochun moved just in time, and Jae threw Changmin onto his back. “God, Junsu. Can we gag him, please?”
“No,” Yoochun said and started kissing up Changmin’s stomach. “I want to hear him lose control”
Changmin smirked, putting his hands behind is head. “Bring it on.”
Junsu twisted his nipple.
Changmin yelped. “Su!”
“I said no more corny lines.”
Jae leaned forward and licked the abused nipple. “Hope you liked that, Min, because this is going to be better.” Jae closed his mouth around the nipple and sucked. Changmin shut his eyes with a moan, Junsu kissed him again and Yoochun started biting his stomach. They’d agreed to kiss and tease and otherwise torture Changmin until he begged them to stop.
So they did.
Jae moved away from the nipple, just as Yoochun’s mouth closed around the other. He moved lower, a single finger ran up and down Changmin’s hard cock, dipping lower to caress his balls, and tickle his thighs. He lifted Changmin’s cock enough to lick at the pool of fluid on his stomach and then let it fall back with a smack to Changmin’s stomach. Changmin moaned, and arched his hips a bit. All three chuckled at him.
Junsu left hickys and bite marks on his shoulder and neck, one hand buried in and lightly tugging on Changmin’s hair, the other was twisting the nipple Yoochun wasn’t sucking on.
“God, I am so hard, Changmin,” Jae said. He laid his head on Changmin’s hip, so his lips were centimeters away from his cock. “I remember watching you fuck Junsu on New Year’s and god, I can’t wait. I hope you get to fuck me tonight.”
Changmin moaned.
“I get to suck him first,” Yoochun said, fingertips touching the crown of Changmin’s cock. “I’m not as good as Junsu, but I can try, right?”
“God, please try,” Changmin muttered.
Yoochun leaned forward and licked the head of Changmin’s cock. He moaned into Junsu’s mouth. Jae winked at Yoochun and then kissed and bit up to Changmin’s nipples. Changmin’s hands fell to Jaejoong’s hair, tangling in it. He broke away from Junsu’s mouth with a gasp.
“I swear to Buddha, that if someone doesn’t press their skin against mine in the next five minutes I am going to get really, really, really mad.”
Jae laughed. He met Yoochun’s eyes and then Junsu’s and shrugged. He moved, Changmin’s hands slipping from his shoulders. He pulled off his shirt, and Changmin whimpered, quick to help, but his hands got distracted on Jae’s abs. He moaned. Jae breathed out a laugh as Changmin’s fingers slipped up his ribs. And then he twisted Jae’s piercings.
“Oh, fuck,” Jae groaned and fell forward to kiss Changmin’s lips.
Junsu moved behind him and licked up around Jae’s back and neck, biting his muscles.
“I like kissing you,” Changmin said.
Jae grinned. “I like kissing you.”
“It’d be really nice if Yoochun would stop watching us make out though.”
Jae looked over his shoulder at Yoochun who was propped up on an elbow, watching the three of them. A single finger swirled around Changmin’s thigh.
“Well?” Jae said with a mock growl. “You heard the birthday boy. Get to sucking.”
Yoochun laughed. “Yes, sir.” He leaned forward and licked the length of Changmin’s cock.
Changmin’s eyes shut with a groan.
“So good,” Yoochun whispered and then closed his mouth around the head.
Jae swallowed Changmin’s scream in a kiss.
Junsu moved to the other side of Changmin’s body and continued the abuse of his nipples. Changmin raised a hand and tugged on the spikes of Junu’s Mohawk.
Yoochun slid Changmin’s cock down his throat, teasing, light touches of tongue. He held the base tightly, moving his hand only a little bit. Each movement made Changmin groan into Jae’s kisses. As soon as Changmin’s noises turned to needy whimpers, Yoochun closed his mouth around Changmin’s cock and sucked hard. A burst of warm fluid filled his mouth, and he groaned, licking the slit, wanting more, and more. Changmin tried to thrust up, but Junsu’s hands were there, firm on his hip, to keep him pressed to the bed.
Yoochun licked and shoved Changmin’s cock further down his throat. When they had been planning this, Junsu had warned them that Changmin’s ass was still virginal. To an extent. Beyond two or three fingers pressed into him during a blow job, Changmin hadn’t been fucked. Junsu was too much of a bottom to even want to. Without even missing a beat, Junsu had said that Yoochun was going to fuck him.
“Come on,” Junsu had said, “he trusts you.”
It’d been a long time since Yoochun had taken someone’s “virginity”.
Yoochun slipped a finger between Changmin’s cheeks. Changmin groaned when it pressed lightly against his hole. His words were taken by Jaejoong’s mouth. Yoochun paused enough to cover his finger in spit. He slipped the tip into Changmin’s begging body.
“Yoochun,” Junsu muttered, and held out a slim bottle of lube.
Yoochun took it without removing his mouth from Changmin’s cock. He slicked up his fingers, and pressed the first one back in, up to the knuckle. It was slow, how he moved that single finger. He sucked slow, too. Changmin’s cock pulsed.
Changmin yanked away from Jaejoong’s kissed with a very loud, “Fuck!” his neck arching. He inadvertently pulled on both Junsu and Jaejoong’s hair.
They also agreed that they’d get Changmin off as many times as they could, so even though Changmin begged Yoochun to stop between heavy pants of breath, Yoochun pressed in another finger.
“Oh god,” Changmin moaned.
His cock pulsed, and Yoochun hummed. His hips rose off the bed, and with a loud cry, he came. Yoochun moaned and swallowed, he kept his fingers moving and he kept sucking.
“Man, Chunnie,” Junsu said. “I’m so fucking jealous right now.”
Yoochun met his eyes and winked.
“Did that feel good, Changmin?” Jaejoong ask, licking his ear.
“Yes,” he gasped, still squirming and whimpering since Yoochun was still sucking on him and fingering his ass.
“Well, this part we’re going to actually ask your permission,” Junsu said.
“Hmm?”
“Yoochun wants to fuck you.”
Changmin inhaled sharply. But only Yoochun knew the immediate effect on his body. His cock surged in Yoochun’s mouth, and was hard in about three seconds.
“Is that okay?”
Changmin looked down his body and met Yoochun’s eyes as Yoochun continued to suck his cock. When Changmin stayed silent, Yoochun pressed a third finger into his body. Changmin’s eyes shut with a quiet moan. “Fuck.”
Junsu and Jaejoong kissed his body, licking his nipples and tracing their hands on his neck and shoulders.
“God, you guys.”
Yoochun pushed his fingers a bit deeper, twisting them a bit, until they brushed over Changmin’s prostate. His whole body shook and he almost screamed.
“Fuck, Yoochun. Fuck! Fuck!”
“I love hearing him curse,” Junsu whispered.
Yoochun stopped his fingers, keeping then deep inside Changmin’s body. He sucked hard, taking all of Changmin down his throat.
“Yoochun, shit.”
“He wants to fuck you so badly,” Jae said, kissing up to Changmin’s mouth.
Changmin smirked. “Then why is he still dressed?”
Jae grinned. “That is a very good question. Yoochun? Answer?”
Yoochun laughed around Changmin’s cock. He was already unbuttoning his pants. Junsu slid down to help with the buttons on his shirt.
“God, I can’t fucking wait to watch you slide your cock into him,” Junsu said. “Talk about a fantasy come true.”
Yoochun couldn’t wait either, but he didn’t want to let go of Changmin’s cock either. When he was naked, he slammed his fingers back into Changmin, and pumped them quickly.
Changmin cried out. “Fuck you, Yoochun. Stop sucking on me and fuck me.”
Yoochun laughed, and pulled away. “You sounded like Junsu right there.”
Junsu grabbed Yoochun by the back of the neck and kissed him, tongue digging into his mouth. “Mmm, you taste like Changmin.”
A foot pushed against Yoochun hip.
“Yoochun, god,” Changmin said.
Yoochun broke away from Junsu with a grin. “Let me fuck your boyfriend, and then I’ll kiss you.”
Junsu smiled widely. “Kay.” He lay on the bed, face in his hands, cute grin on his face. “I want to watch every inch of you disappear into him.”
“Oh, hell,” Changmin said, body shivering.
Yoochun put firm hands on the back of Changmin’s thighs, spreading his legs and pressing up. He raised them, and Jae took one leg behind the knee and Junsu took the other. Yoochun held his cock against Changmin’s hole and slowly pressed in, teasing just the crown of his cock in and around Changmin’s entrance. It clutched around him. Changmin groaned, tossing his head back and forth again, eyes shut tight. His fingers dug into Jae and Junsu’s forearms.
“Please, Yoochun, please. God. Stop teasing me, please.”
Yoochun laughed. “You’re right, Su. Changmin begging is hot.”
Changmin opened his mouth to retort, but Yoochun pressed in, slipping in past the ring of muscle. His eyes crossed and Changmin screamed, back arching off the bed, as Yoochun pulled out and in again.
“You okay, Min?” Jae whispered.
Yoochun paused, not quite all the way inside Changmin. His eyes were shut, breathing harsh. Junsu ran a soothing hand over Changmin’s stomach, lightly tugging on his cock.
“Just try to relax and breathe,” Jae continued, placing soft kisses on his cheeks and lips.
Changmin nodded once.
Yoochun took a deep breath and finished his thrust, forcing their bodies together.
Changmin cried out again, but he rolled his hips too, so Yoochun slid in and out of him quickly. They both moaned. Yoochun repeated the movement, his own eyes shutting as Changmin’s tight body refused to let him go.
“Fuck, Changmin,” Yoochun gasped. “So fucking … god.”
“Move, Chunnie,” Changmin begged. “Please move.”
Yoochun did, thrusting in and out of him, trying so hard not to go to fast or too hard. Junsu continued stroking Changmin’s cock, moaning when it grew hard and thick in his hand. He closed his mouth around one of Changmin’s nipples. Changmin gripped his hair again, trying to match Yoochun’s movements.
“God, that’s hot,” Jae whispered. He took his phone out of his pocket.
“What-fuck, Jae-” Changmin tried to glare at him, but it was lost when Junsu leaned forward and licked his cock, and Changmin moaned.
“Just something to remember this night by,” Jae replied. He moved the phone in close to Yoochun’s face.
Yoochun licked his lips. “You need to document Changmin getting fucked for the first time?” he said, voice breathless.
“Hell, yes. And by my boyfriend no less.”
“Hate you,” Changmin managed to say.
Junsu closed his mouth around the head of Changmin’s cock. His tongue piercing slipped along the slit of his cock.
“Oh, fuck, Su. Again. God, again.”
Junsu did it again, adding more pressure, pushing the barbell in further, and then pulling it out, fucking his cock with it.
“Holy shit,” Jae said in awe, making sure to lean forward to capture it on his phone. “I want to know what that feels like before the end of the night.”
Junsu smirked, and then opened his throat and took Changmin down his throat all at once.
“Fuck!” Changmin shouted and his body curled in, hands landing on Junsu’s head and pushing down.
“Fuck him harder,” Junsu said, and then readjusted so Yoochun could slam into Changmin harder while Junsu sucked on him.
Yoochun groaned, head back, as Changmin’s body fought against him, clenching, tightening, sliding. His orgasm twisted through him, teasing every time he hit deep inside Changmin.
“I’m going to come,” Yoochun whispered.
Jae abandoned the phone, and leaned forward to suck on Yoochun’s nipple.
“Fuck, harder, Jae. Bite me. Please.”
Jae moaned and did as Yoochun asked, biting on his nipple, sucking harder until Yoochun’s head was light from pain, but warped with pleasure. He sped up, slamming into Changmin, and Changmin cried out. Yoochun moaned, unable to stay up, and leaned against Jaejoong’s body.
And suddenly, a single finger slid up his ass and pressed into him.
Yoochun cried out, coming hard in Changmin’s body as he was fingerfucked. As soon as he stopped spasming, arms encircled him and pulled him away. He curled up against a bare chest, and breathed deeply.
“That was so hot,” Jae said, and then turned Yoochun’s head.
Changmin’s lips pressed against his, and Yoochun turned the rest of his body so he could kiss Changmin while Junsu continued to suck on him. Junsu’s fingers played in Changmin’s hole.
“Thank you,” Changmin whispered, with a smile, and then hissed in pleasure, when Junsu started fucking him with his fingers.
“Come, Min,” Yoochun said, licking his neck. “Let Junsu swallow you.”
Changmin groaned. He gripped Junsu’s hair and lifted his legs, planting his feet on the bed. He thrust up, fucking Junsu’s throat. Junsu moaned and whimpered, but they all knew it was an act; Junsu could take a cock longer than Changmin’s and he was loving the abuse.
“God,” Jae suddenly said.
“What?” Yoochun asked.
“Just thinking of the sounds Junsu would make if he was tied up and being spanked.”
“Oh, fuck,” Changmin said, body suddenly shaking out his release into Junsu’s throat.
Changmin collapsed, limp, as Junsu moaned in approval. He kissed up Changmin’s body, and then opened his mouth a tiny bit, so come dripped from it.
“Mine,” Jae said and launched himself at Junsu, kissing him, and moaning when Changmin’s come filled his mouth.
Changmin smiled and curled up with Yoochun’s head on his chest. “You two have fun for a minute. Let us recover for a bit.”
Jae and Junsu exchanged a look. “Wanna have some fun, Su?”
“Fuck yes.”
Part 15: SEXIER
Part 13: LOVE
Part 12: RIBBON
Part 11: PHOTOS
Part 10: SUNLIGHT
Part 9: RISKS
Part 8: MOVE
Part 7: INSECURE
Part 6: FRIENDS
Part 5: NAKED
Part 4: LUST
Part 3: TASTE
Part 2: CONTROL
Part 1: EXOTIC
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