No Lube, No Condoms, No Service 2/?
Title: No Lube, No Condoms, No Service 2/?
Pairing: Various but will include Changmin/Jaejoong, Changmin/Yoochun, Changmin/Jaejoong/Yoochun, Junsu/Junho, Kouyou/Changmin, Hangeng/Jungmo/Heechul ... lots and lots
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were really escorts, I would buy them for a night, and then I would own them, but ... yeah, I don't now.
Summary: Shim Changmin is the son of a wealthy business man. He's working his way through college. When a paper for his Human Sexuality class is assigned, he decides he wants to do something that no other student has done before. But what seems like an easy project turns into a emotional battle to decide what is most important.
Poster credit goes to ponyboy!!!
Warnings: Incest (Junsu/Junho)
Pairings this chapter: Yoochun/Changmin/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Jaejoong
Part 2:
A towel scraped across Changmin's stomach.
"We do not swallow. We do not lick up come," Yoochun said and tossed the towel away. "What's the point of a condom if you end up with the disease in your mouth?"
"Talk about spoiling a moment," Jaejoong said, lips brushing Changmin's.
"We will give you about two weeks of intensive training,” Yoochun continued. “Hopefully by then, we can put you in a show, but we have a reputation to keep, and we can't have a horny, college student fucking it up."
"Are all training sessions going to be like this?" Changmin asked, breath short.
"Oh, baby, they are going to be much, much better." Jae smacked their lips together in a sloppy kiss then said, "Come on. I do not like riding gorgeous boys on the floor."
Hands flat on Changmin's chest, he pushed himself up. Yoochun was already standing, and while Jae was still bent over, he gripped Jae's hips and thrust against him. Jae's eyes shut with a moan. Yoochun hooked his fingers in the waistband of Jae's pants and pulled them down.
"Fuck. I just realized ... please tell me you brought condoms, Changmin."
Changmin smirked. He put his hand behind his head and crossed his ankles. "Rule number one, right?"
Jae laughed, and still bent over, pressed lips to Changmin's. He stood, fluid, graceful, like everything else he did, and held out his hands for Changmin. The grip was strong and he pulled himself up to his feet. Jae's arm went around his body and pulled him close. His hard cock pressed against Changmin's hip. Skin pressed against his back. Lips against his shoulder. And then a different pair against his neck.
"We never work alone," Yoochun said, lips skimming the back of his neck. "Twos or threes, and then sometimes more, depending on the show. So the real test is working together. We know each other well, can communicate with a look. It’s going to take more than two weeks for you to do learn this, but we'll put you with one man, for now."
Jae walked them backwards, and Changmin knew he would willingly follow Jaejoong off a cliff.
They entered an opulent suite. A king sized bed was dwarfed by the size of the room. There were chairs and tables and dressers. Lots of things that Changmin didn't care much about. The room was decorated in blues and light browns, much like the lobby of their office.
Changmin caught a glimpse of a similar painting as well, and then Jaejoong fell to the bed, sprawled out and Changmin focused on the most beautiful thing in the room.
"Okay, college boy," Yoochun said. "You've had a demonstration. Shall we drive Jaejoong crazy?"
Changmin grinned, eyes not leaving Jaejoong's body. "Am I really allowed to touch something so beautiful?"
Jae's cheeks went an adorable pink color. "God, he's good."
"It's easy to be good when you're around."
"Touching first," Yoochun whispered as he kneeled on the bed.
Jae slid up the bed, enough that his legs were no longer hanging off it. Changmin followed, kneeling between his spread legs. His hands shook as he ran fingertips up Jae's thighs. Yoochun was touching his shoulders, trailing fingers along his neck.
"I can't turn him into mush anymore," Yoochun said.
Jae protested, and then moaned as Changmin's fingers caressed his inner thighs.
"Teasing, Changmin," Yoochun said. "You're already going too fast."
"Shit, if this was normal, I'd already be fucking him," Changmin said.
"God, Yoochun, let him fuck me now. We can teach-"
Yoochun kissed him silent, fingers feathering along his neck.
When he broke away, Jaejoong sighed. "See? Mush. Kiss made me mush."
Yoochun smiled softly at him, and Changmin felt like he was intruding on a moment.
Against Jae's lips, Yoochun breathed an I love you. Jae's body arched with a moan.
Yoochun's smile widened, and he turned it to Changmin. "Hip bones are always the most sensitive," Yoochun said.
Changmin moved his touches there.
"Of course, some are ticklish. It's an art finding that line between too much sensation and not enough. Jae loves to be tortured."
"Oh g-god, h-he's doing f-fine," Jae stammered.
"The nice thing about two people is that your charge never gets used to you. Never knows what is next."
Changmin chuckled. "First hand knowledge of that."
"It heightens pleasure. Draws it out. And remember, we do things at our pace. When they start begging, that doesn’t mean you're doing well; it's when they've stopped begging and can barely string two words together that you know you're doing it right."
Changmin moved his hand away from Jaejoong’s crotch and up his abs.
Jae whined in disappointment. "He's lying, Minnie, just ... god, touch me, please."
Yoochun kissed him lightly. No tongue, no matter how much Jaejoong tried to deepen it. Yoochun met Changmin's eyes, and then his tongue barely licked Jae's lip before going back to chaste kisses.
Changmin got the hint. He figured that going right for Jae's nipples would be wrong, so he trailed the tip of his tongue on Jae's abs, following the path of his fingers.
Jae's skin twitched, and he moaned.
Changmin licked Jae's skin for what felt like hours, and yes, he was getting impatient. But then he remembered the way he felt when Jae had done this to him and he wanted Jae to feel that, so he curbed the impatience. He had no idea what Yoochun was doing to Jaejoong. Jae had stopped talking long ago. His hips kept lifting off the bed. He whimpered and moaned and mewled.
"Min."
Changmin met Yoochun's eyes.
And Yoochun grinned. "Remember, teasing."
Changmin nodded. He concentrated on Jae's cock. Still not touching it, but much closer than he had been. Around the hairless skin, nails scraping over his balls. Only a fingertip up the length and around the crown.
"Fuck!"
Changmin grinned, and continued the torture adding fingers and pressure. Yoochun was teasing his nipples with fingertips and tongue. When Changmin wrapped his hand around Jae's cock and stroked up, Jae's entire body shook, and he came, shooting come into Yoochun's hair.
Yoochun broke away with a mock glare at Jaejoong.
"Sorry, darling," Jae whispered, and their lips pressed together again.
"This kid is good," Yoochun muttered. He climbed off the bed and found a towel to wipe his hair clean.
Jae nodded, still trying to catch his breath.
"Wanna get fucked now?" Yoochun asked Jae.
"God, yes!"
Yoochun smiled at Changmin. "Top drawer in the small dresser is lube. Pick a flavor."
"Is there one that's Jaejoong flavored?"
Jae laughed. "Can we keep him, Chunnie? Please?"
"No, baby."
Jae pouted.
"He has to go to school and become a business man."
Changmin chuckled as he went to the dresser. He grabbed lemon lube. "I doubt Daddy would appreciate me changing career paths to become an escort."
They both snorted.
"For as often as he hires us, I think he at least appreciates the profession," Yoochun said.
Changmin climbed back on the bed.
"New rules," Yoochun said. "We prepare our clients if they are bottoming, but it’s the same drill. Slow, teasing, and always three fingers before we start fucking them. If you're bottoming, they don't touch you. They have to watch as your partner does it."
Changmin nodded. "Do I get these written down?"
Jae laughed. "Naw, you'll remember."
"Right now though," Yoochun said with fond look at Jaejoong, "if we try to tease Jaejoong anymore, he's going to kill me."
"Damn right."
"So prep him, Min. Oh, and no rimming. Another fabulous way to spread diseases we don't want. You can rim your partner but not the client."
Changmin settled between Jaejoong's legs, head propped up on his elbows. He smirked. "Does that mean I can or can't rim Jaejoong right now?"
Jae groaned. "Rim me, god, please."
Yoochun laughed. "You heard the princess."
Jae had his mouth open to retort, but Changmin licked him quickly, just a bit, and Jae moaned and spread his legs widely, bending them at the knee. Changmin moved forward. He spread Jae's cheeks and licked him only one more time before plunging his tongue into Jae's begging hole.
Jae screamed, back arching. Yoochun held him down and went back to abusing his nipples. Changmin moaned into Jae's body, licking up the taste of him, soaking up the feel of quivering muscles under his hands and tongue. At this point he was like Jae. He wanted him now, but he also wanted to lick him forever. He added a finger to his tongue, pressing in as far as he could. Jae half moaned and half screamed. Changmin finger fucked him, adding a second finger almost immediately.
Jae's body tightened around the fingers. Changmin did not want to stop tasting him, but he did long enough to add lube to his fingers. He plunged them back into Jae's body, crooking and twisting and spreading them.
He spared Yoochun a glance. He was abusing Jae's nipples and stomach. A single finger spread precome around the tip of Jae's cock.
Changmin added a third finger, and Jae shouted his name. "Fuck me, damn it."
Changmin smirked. "I vaguely recall someone mentioning riding."
"Oh fuck yes."
Yoochun was quick to move as Jaejoong immediately turned and kneeled. He grabbed Changmin's arm. "Fuck, hurry. Hurry."
"Is he always this pushy?"
Yoochun smirked. "Only with us."
Changmin made a show of twisting, pausing to stretch, before settling on his back. Jae was immediately in his lap, stroking his cock.
"Uh, Jae, condom."
Jae growled, snatched the condom from Yoochun's fingers and ripped it open with his teeth. He glared at Yoochun's smile.
"Hey, it’s your rule," Yoochun said.
Jae took the condom and quickly rolled it down Changmin's cock. Changmin moaned, head back, and then almost screamed when Jae sat on him, taking him all the way down. His hands gripped Changmin's chest. With only one shift for comfort, Jae rose and fell on his cock.
Changmin gripped his hips, thrusting up and Jae pushed down.
"Fuck! Yes! God fuck yes!"
Yoochun leaned over and kissed Changmin on the lips. "I think he likes you."
Changmin grinned. "I like him."
Yoochun kissed Changmin's neck, down his shoulder, along his collar bone. And then he moved one of Jae's hands so he could lick Changmin's nipple.
"So Min," Yoochun said, "ready for another rule?"
"Sure,” Changmin said, eyes shut tight, breath harsh. Fuck, Jae felt good.
"Just because the client comes doesn't mean the night is over. It is over when we say it's over." He closed his mouth around the tip of Jaejoong's cock.
Jae screamed again and rocked faster.
Changmin watched Jae's face in awe. Sweat dripped down his face, plastering hair to his cheeks. His eyes were closed, eyelashes fluttering. His pouty lips were open just a tiny bit, and a pink tongue peaked from between them.
"Damn, you're beautiful, Jaejoong," Changmin whispered.
Jae smiled through deep breaths and then his hand tangled in Yoochun's hair and pulled. He screamed, body curling in and Yoochun’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.
Jae's body clenched around Changmin's cock. He groaned, eyes shutting as Jae slowed.
Yoochun untangled Jae’s fingers from his hair and kissed him. Jae draped his arms around Yoochun's shoulders.
"Cuddle with Changmin, baby," Yoochun and settled Jae flush against Changmin's chest.
Changmin had to stop his movements to keep from slipping out of him. Jae's lips pressed lazily against Changmin's.
"I like you," Jae whispered.
"You want to marry me yet?"
Jae chuckled. "Yoochun is first in line for that."
"Too bad."
Yoochun molded his body along Jae's back. His fingers slid along Changmin's cock, tracing around where he disappeared into Jae's hole. Jae moaned. Yoochun's finger slipped inside him. "Want more, Jae baby?"
"Yes fuck, yes."
"Push up a bit."
Jae clutched Changmin's chest again and arched his body. Changmin's cock pushed deeper into his body along with two of Yoochun's fingers.
"God, more Yoochun please, more."
"Patience, baby. I'm not going to hurt you."
"I'm going to come if you don't hurry," Changmin said. "He ... god, clenching."
Yoochun removed his fingers. He held his cock above Changmin's. "Don't move, Min." He pushed, just a tiny bit but it was enough to have all three of them moaning.
Changmin shifted his hips.
"Fuck," Yoochun muttered. He put a comforting arm around Jae's shuddering body. Jae leaned back, forcing more of Yoochun's cock into his body. Jae threw his head back on Yoochun's shoulder with a cry. And then he lifted, a bit, and a bit more, rocking himself on both cocks.
Changmin was in agony, twisting turning trying to thrust up, but unable to move for fear of slipping out of Jaejoong.
"Fuck, I-I'm-shit," Changmin's body shook as the tight fit and pleasurable scrape against Jae's hole and Yoochun's cock yanked his orgasm from him. He arched his body, screaming as he came.
Jae was pressed against him again, and Changmin tried to open his eye as he was kissed.
"Relax for a bit," Jae whispered. "We're almost done with you."
The heat of their bodies left him, and he shivered. He didn't want to get up though, so he turned his head and watched as Yoochun fucked Jaejoong, moving above him, their bodies and lips molded together. Changmin could tell there was history there, familiarity built on love and pain. It was definitely a story he wanted to hear.
Their orgasms were quiet, full of breaths instead of moans, and they never stopped kissing, even as their bodies stopped moving.
When Yoochun finally broke away, he put their foreheads together and whispered, “I love you.”
Jae smiled and returned it.
And then it was like they became aware of Changmin again.
Jae smiled. "Well, Changmin. I say you passed the trial run."
"Fuck yes," Yoochun added.
"One more rule," Jae said. "We do not stay the night. Ever. Even if you don't finish with your clients until three am. Never spend the night."
Yoochun nodded. "But, since it is 3am and you look completely exhausted, we wouldn't mind if you stayed with us, if you want."
Changmin smiled. "Sure. I'd like that."
Jae laughed, and he and Yoochun stood up. "Come on, Min. We're going to go shower really fast."
-|-|-
Changmin woke up to the soft sounds of taping keys on a laptop. He moaned and shifted. The body next to him moved as well, and an arm around his waist tightened.
"No," Jae muttered against his shoulder. "No get up."
Changmin lifted his head, just enough to see Yoochun sitting at a desk typing. He only wore boxers, a cigarette burning in an ashtray.
"Minnie," Jae whimpered.
Yoochun looked over and smiled at them. "Better do as he says. Pissed off Jaejoong is not fun to deal with in the morning."
"Fuck you," Jae muttered.
Changmin smiled, lay on his back and gathered Jaejoong against him. "Now why would I be stupid enough to get out of a bed that has your beautiful body in it?"
Jae made a noise of satisfaction and buried more deeply into Changmin's body, head on his shoulder, arm around his waist, legs tangled together and with the blanket. Changmin knew he wouldn't fall asleep again, so he shut his eyes and listened to Yoochun type and Jaejoong breathe.
"Can you sit up, Min?" Yoochun whispered.
Changmin opened his eyes to a cup of coffee. "Jaejoong won't wake up for another couple hours. But we need to talk."
Changmin shifted and Jae immediately whimpered. "I'm not going anywhere," he said with a kiss on Jae's forehead. He pushed up against the headboard. Jae rearranged in his sleep, arm around Changmin's lap, face at his hip. Changmin shuddered.
"Huh?"
"He's breathing on my cock."
Yoochun chuckled and handed him the coffee. "I've been working on your contract and I want to know what you want. We have stipulations about not suing us and stuff. There's a paragraph about what you'll be getting paid-"
"Paid?" Changmin said, and almost spit out his coffee. "I'm not doing this to get paid."
"I know but consider it a part time job of sorts. I added the disclaimer about you in a mask. What I'm really concerned about is your paper. My guys have agreed to talk to you, but we don't use real names on stage and I can't let you use real names on paper."
Changmin nodded. "That's fine. You may want to put in a clause that says no one can sue you if my father finds out I'm doing this."
Yoochun smirked. "Already done. You need to read it before you leave today, and then-"
Changmin's eyes found a clock. "Fuck!" He flung the blankets off him and climbed out of bed.
Jae jerked awake, confused. "What ... Minnie."
"I have a board meeting in an hour," Changmin said, running out of the suite to the main room.
Jae pouted.
Changmin was dressed and back in record time. He gave Jaejoong a short deep kiss. "I still want to marry you." He kissed Yoochun.
“What time are you free today?” Yoochun asked.
“I have class until three.”
"Okay. I'll call you," Yoochun said.
Changmin nodded and with a final wave, disappeared.
Jae pouted at Yoochun, pleading.
Yoochun smiled and shook his head. "I have work to do."
Jae buried back into the blankets with a muttered, "I hate you."
Yoochun wiggled around until his lower half was under the covers. Jae curled around his lap, much as he had done with Changmin. He let out a content noise.
"I love you," Yoochun whispered and kissed his head.
"Love you more if you'd let me sleep."
Yoochun propped his laptop on a pile of pillows so he could keep working. He sent e-mails, made phone calls, sent text messages, arranged shows, analyzed contracts and guest lists. He drank coffee, brought to him quietly by his fabulous hotel staff.
Jaejoong slept until almost noon. He purred when he woke up, mouth opening at the bend in Yoochun's hip. Yoochun's cock stirred. Jae stretched, sinful, lazy, he rolled to his back. Yoochun's hand traced up his stomach.
Jae never quite lost the gracefulness of a dancer, the elegance of a hooker.
"What time is it?" Jae whispered.
"Almost noon."
And then he frowned. "Changmin left?"
"He had a meeting."
"How dare he," Jae said and cuddled back against Yoochun's body.
Yoochun chuckled.
"Do we have a show tonight?"
"Hangeng and Jungmo are going to Heechul's, and Kibum, Kyuhyun and Kouyou have a show and yes, one of us has to be there."
"I'll go."
"Why so eager?"
Jae smiled, and finally sat up. "You get to introduce Changmin to the Twins. You know I won't control myself if I do that."
Yoochun kissed his nose. "True."
"Take a break. Join me in the shower."
It wasn't a request. And Jae rolled out of bed, amazingly naked, expecting Yoochun to obey. And Yoochun obeyed because saying no to Jaejoong had always been the most difficult thing in his life.
Jae didn't do paper work. Jae didn't deal with organizing. Jae schmoozed. He networked. He made men fall in love with him without even touching them. Yoochun could, but he lacked the confidence and much preferred the paperwork and organizing.
Their shower was long, Jae demanding without words that every inch of his skin be washed and touched. Requesting with a lowering of eyelashes for Yoochun to drop to his knees. Playing, whimpering and begging with tugs at Yoochun's hair.
Jae stopped him just before he came, and it was Yoochun's turn to beg, but Jae led them back to bed to spend another hour together.
After coating his cock with lube, Yoochun sank deep into Jae's body, and Jae's eyes shut with a happy sigh. They stared at each other for long minutes, and then Jae kissed him, softly. Yoochun started moving, slow. He held himself up with elbows on either side of Jae’s head and their lips brushed with every careful thrust.
"Love you," Jae whispered, hands sliding up and down Yoochun’s back.
Yoochun placed a shaking kiss to his lips. "I love you, more than you could ever know."
Jae raised a quivering hand to Yoochun's cheek. Yoochun leaned into the touch and then kissed his palm.
"I know, Chunnie, I do."
Yoochun came with a shuddering breath against Jaejoong's lips. Jae ran comforting hands on Yoochun's back, waiting, as he always did for Yoochun to reign in his emotions.
After another love-filled kiss, Jae smirked. "Go finish what you started in the shower."
Yoochun smiled and slid down Jae's body. He licked up around along down his cock before pushing it deep in his throat. Jae moaned. He trailed fingers in Yoochun's hair, light, never pulling, even when Yoochun whimpered for it.
Yoochun wanted to taste him so badly, but any time he tried a little trick or lick or twist of mouth to get Jae to come faster, Jae tittered in disapproval, and Yoochun went back to slow, deep. He felt Jae's orgasm weave, almost and then taper; Jae let out a breathy moan with every circuit.
Yoochun's mouth and cheeks were sore, testament to how long he'd been sucking. But he didn't mind; he would do this to Jae for hours if the other man wanted it.
"I love watching your mouth on my cock."
Yoochun whimpered.
Jae's breath hitched. The finger twirling in his hair tightened a miniscule amount. Jae's cock throbbed. With a single, drawn out moan, Jae came, and Yoochun sped up as he swallowed, his pleased noises filling the room. He was hard as a rock again.
With a tug on Yoochun's hair, Jae beckoned him to his lips and Yoochun went willingly, kissing until Jae had enough and wanted to snuggle. Yoochun had a lot of work to do, but he knew better than to try to get up, or to even mention it. They were going to take a nap, and Jae was not going to sleep alone. He whispered an 'I love you' to the already sleeping beauty, and then took a deep breath and tried to relax.
Part 3: A Trip to the Office
Part 1: The Job Interview
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Pairing: Various but will include Changmin/Jaejoong, Changmin/Yoochun, Changmin/Jaejoong/Yoochun, Junsu/Junho, Kouyou/Changmin, Hangeng/Jungmo/Heechul ... lots and lots
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were really escorts, I would buy them for a night, and then I would own them, but ... yeah, I don't now.
Summary: Shim Changmin is the son of a wealthy business man. He's working his way through college. When a paper for his Human Sexuality class is assigned, he decides he wants to do something that no other student has done before. But what seems like an easy project turns into a emotional battle to decide what is most important.
Poster credit goes to ponyboy!!!
Warnings: Incest (Junsu/Junho)
Pairings this chapter: Yoochun/Changmin/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Jaejoong
Part 2:
A towel scraped across Changmin's stomach.
"We do not swallow. We do not lick up come," Yoochun said and tossed the towel away. "What's the point of a condom if you end up with the disease in your mouth?"
"Talk about spoiling a moment," Jaejoong said, lips brushing Changmin's.
"We will give you about two weeks of intensive training,” Yoochun continued. “Hopefully by then, we can put you in a show, but we have a reputation to keep, and we can't have a horny, college student fucking it up."
"Are all training sessions going to be like this?" Changmin asked, breath short.
"Oh, baby, they are going to be much, much better." Jae smacked their lips together in a sloppy kiss then said, "Come on. I do not like riding gorgeous boys on the floor."
Hands flat on Changmin's chest, he pushed himself up. Yoochun was already standing, and while Jae was still bent over, he gripped Jae's hips and thrust against him. Jae's eyes shut with a moan. Yoochun hooked his fingers in the waistband of Jae's pants and pulled them down.
"Fuck. I just realized ... please tell me you brought condoms, Changmin."
Changmin smirked. He put his hand behind his head and crossed his ankles. "Rule number one, right?"
Jae laughed, and still bent over, pressed lips to Changmin's. He stood, fluid, graceful, like everything else he did, and held out his hands for Changmin. The grip was strong and he pulled himself up to his feet. Jae's arm went around his body and pulled him close. His hard cock pressed against Changmin's hip. Skin pressed against his back. Lips against his shoulder. And then a different pair against his neck.
"We never work alone," Yoochun said, lips skimming the back of his neck. "Twos or threes, and then sometimes more, depending on the show. So the real test is working together. We know each other well, can communicate with a look. It’s going to take more than two weeks for you to do learn this, but we'll put you with one man, for now."
Jae walked them backwards, and Changmin knew he would willingly follow Jaejoong off a cliff.
They entered an opulent suite. A king sized bed was dwarfed by the size of the room. There were chairs and tables and dressers. Lots of things that Changmin didn't care much about. The room was decorated in blues and light browns, much like the lobby of their office.
Changmin caught a glimpse of a similar painting as well, and then Jaejoong fell to the bed, sprawled out and Changmin focused on the most beautiful thing in the room.
"Okay, college boy," Yoochun said. "You've had a demonstration. Shall we drive Jaejoong crazy?"
Changmin grinned, eyes not leaving Jaejoong's body. "Am I really allowed to touch something so beautiful?"
Jae's cheeks went an adorable pink color. "God, he's good."
"It's easy to be good when you're around."
"Touching first," Yoochun whispered as he kneeled on the bed.
Jae slid up the bed, enough that his legs were no longer hanging off it. Changmin followed, kneeling between his spread legs. His hands shook as he ran fingertips up Jae's thighs. Yoochun was touching his shoulders, trailing fingers along his neck.
"I can't turn him into mush anymore," Yoochun said.
Jae protested, and then moaned as Changmin's fingers caressed his inner thighs.
"Teasing, Changmin," Yoochun said. "You're already going too fast."
"Shit, if this was normal, I'd already be fucking him," Changmin said.
"God, Yoochun, let him fuck me now. We can teach-"
Yoochun kissed him silent, fingers feathering along his neck.
When he broke away, Jaejoong sighed. "See? Mush. Kiss made me mush."
Yoochun smiled softly at him, and Changmin felt like he was intruding on a moment.
Against Jae's lips, Yoochun breathed an I love you. Jae's body arched with a moan.
Yoochun's smile widened, and he turned it to Changmin. "Hip bones are always the most sensitive," Yoochun said.
Changmin moved his touches there.
"Of course, some are ticklish. It's an art finding that line between too much sensation and not enough. Jae loves to be tortured."
"Oh g-god, h-he's doing f-fine," Jae stammered.
"The nice thing about two people is that your charge never gets used to you. Never knows what is next."
Changmin chuckled. "First hand knowledge of that."
"It heightens pleasure. Draws it out. And remember, we do things at our pace. When they start begging, that doesn’t mean you're doing well; it's when they've stopped begging and can barely string two words together that you know you're doing it right."
Changmin moved his hand away from Jaejoong’s crotch and up his abs.
Jae whined in disappointment. "He's lying, Minnie, just ... god, touch me, please."
Yoochun kissed him lightly. No tongue, no matter how much Jaejoong tried to deepen it. Yoochun met Changmin's eyes, and then his tongue barely licked Jae's lip before going back to chaste kisses.
Changmin got the hint. He figured that going right for Jae's nipples would be wrong, so he trailed the tip of his tongue on Jae's abs, following the path of his fingers.
Jae's skin twitched, and he moaned.
Changmin licked Jae's skin for what felt like hours, and yes, he was getting impatient. But then he remembered the way he felt when Jae had done this to him and he wanted Jae to feel that, so he curbed the impatience. He had no idea what Yoochun was doing to Jaejoong. Jae had stopped talking long ago. His hips kept lifting off the bed. He whimpered and moaned and mewled.
"Min."
Changmin met Yoochun's eyes.
And Yoochun grinned. "Remember, teasing."
Changmin nodded. He concentrated on Jae's cock. Still not touching it, but much closer than he had been. Around the hairless skin, nails scraping over his balls. Only a fingertip up the length and around the crown.
"Fuck!"
Changmin grinned, and continued the torture adding fingers and pressure. Yoochun was teasing his nipples with fingertips and tongue. When Changmin wrapped his hand around Jae's cock and stroked up, Jae's entire body shook, and he came, shooting come into Yoochun's hair.
Yoochun broke away with a mock glare at Jaejoong.
"Sorry, darling," Jae whispered, and their lips pressed together again.
"This kid is good," Yoochun muttered. He climbed off the bed and found a towel to wipe his hair clean.
Jae nodded, still trying to catch his breath.
"Wanna get fucked now?" Yoochun asked Jae.
"God, yes!"
Yoochun smiled at Changmin. "Top drawer in the small dresser is lube. Pick a flavor."
"Is there one that's Jaejoong flavored?"
Jae laughed. "Can we keep him, Chunnie? Please?"
"No, baby."
Jae pouted.
"He has to go to school and become a business man."
Changmin chuckled as he went to the dresser. He grabbed lemon lube. "I doubt Daddy would appreciate me changing career paths to become an escort."
They both snorted.
"For as often as he hires us, I think he at least appreciates the profession," Yoochun said.
Changmin climbed back on the bed.
"New rules," Yoochun said. "We prepare our clients if they are bottoming, but it’s the same drill. Slow, teasing, and always three fingers before we start fucking them. If you're bottoming, they don't touch you. They have to watch as your partner does it."
Changmin nodded. "Do I get these written down?"
Jae laughed. "Naw, you'll remember."
"Right now though," Yoochun said with fond look at Jaejoong, "if we try to tease Jaejoong anymore, he's going to kill me."
"Damn right."
"So prep him, Min. Oh, and no rimming. Another fabulous way to spread diseases we don't want. You can rim your partner but not the client."
Changmin settled between Jaejoong's legs, head propped up on his elbows. He smirked. "Does that mean I can or can't rim Jaejoong right now?"
Jae groaned. "Rim me, god, please."
Yoochun laughed. "You heard the princess."
Jae had his mouth open to retort, but Changmin licked him quickly, just a bit, and Jae moaned and spread his legs widely, bending them at the knee. Changmin moved forward. He spread Jae's cheeks and licked him only one more time before plunging his tongue into Jae's begging hole.
Jae screamed, back arching. Yoochun held him down and went back to abusing his nipples. Changmin moaned into Jae's body, licking up the taste of him, soaking up the feel of quivering muscles under his hands and tongue. At this point he was like Jae. He wanted him now, but he also wanted to lick him forever. He added a finger to his tongue, pressing in as far as he could. Jae half moaned and half screamed. Changmin finger fucked him, adding a second finger almost immediately.
Jae's body tightened around the fingers. Changmin did not want to stop tasting him, but he did long enough to add lube to his fingers. He plunged them back into Jae's body, crooking and twisting and spreading them.
He spared Yoochun a glance. He was abusing Jae's nipples and stomach. A single finger spread precome around the tip of Jae's cock.
Changmin added a third finger, and Jae shouted his name. "Fuck me, damn it."
Changmin smirked. "I vaguely recall someone mentioning riding."
"Oh fuck yes."
Yoochun was quick to move as Jaejoong immediately turned and kneeled. He grabbed Changmin's arm. "Fuck, hurry. Hurry."
"Is he always this pushy?"
Yoochun smirked. "Only with us."
Changmin made a show of twisting, pausing to stretch, before settling on his back. Jae was immediately in his lap, stroking his cock.
"Uh, Jae, condom."
Jae growled, snatched the condom from Yoochun's fingers and ripped it open with his teeth. He glared at Yoochun's smile.
"Hey, it’s your rule," Yoochun said.
Jae took the condom and quickly rolled it down Changmin's cock. Changmin moaned, head back, and then almost screamed when Jae sat on him, taking him all the way down. His hands gripped Changmin's chest. With only one shift for comfort, Jae rose and fell on his cock.
Changmin gripped his hips, thrusting up and Jae pushed down.
"Fuck! Yes! God fuck yes!"
Yoochun leaned over and kissed Changmin on the lips. "I think he likes you."
Changmin grinned. "I like him."
Yoochun kissed Changmin's neck, down his shoulder, along his collar bone. And then he moved one of Jae's hands so he could lick Changmin's nipple.
"So Min," Yoochun said, "ready for another rule?"
"Sure,” Changmin said, eyes shut tight, breath harsh. Fuck, Jae felt good.
"Just because the client comes doesn't mean the night is over. It is over when we say it's over." He closed his mouth around the tip of Jaejoong's cock.
Jae screamed again and rocked faster.
Changmin watched Jae's face in awe. Sweat dripped down his face, plastering hair to his cheeks. His eyes were closed, eyelashes fluttering. His pouty lips were open just a tiny bit, and a pink tongue peaked from between them.
"Damn, you're beautiful, Jaejoong," Changmin whispered.
Jae smiled through deep breaths and then his hand tangled in Yoochun's hair and pulled. He screamed, body curling in and Yoochun’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.
Jae's body clenched around Changmin's cock. He groaned, eyes shutting as Jae slowed.
Yoochun untangled Jae’s fingers from his hair and kissed him. Jae draped his arms around Yoochun's shoulders.
"Cuddle with Changmin, baby," Yoochun and settled Jae flush against Changmin's chest.
Changmin had to stop his movements to keep from slipping out of him. Jae's lips pressed lazily against Changmin's.
"I like you," Jae whispered.
"You want to marry me yet?"
Jae chuckled. "Yoochun is first in line for that."
"Too bad."
Yoochun molded his body along Jae's back. His fingers slid along Changmin's cock, tracing around where he disappeared into Jae's hole. Jae moaned. Yoochun's finger slipped inside him. "Want more, Jae baby?"
"Yes fuck, yes."
"Push up a bit."
Jae clutched Changmin's chest again and arched his body. Changmin's cock pushed deeper into his body along with two of Yoochun's fingers.
"God, more Yoochun please, more."
"Patience, baby. I'm not going to hurt you."
"I'm going to come if you don't hurry," Changmin said. "He ... god, clenching."
Yoochun removed his fingers. He held his cock above Changmin's. "Don't move, Min." He pushed, just a tiny bit but it was enough to have all three of them moaning.
Changmin shifted his hips.
"Fuck," Yoochun muttered. He put a comforting arm around Jae's shuddering body. Jae leaned back, forcing more of Yoochun's cock into his body. Jae threw his head back on Yoochun's shoulder with a cry. And then he lifted, a bit, and a bit more, rocking himself on both cocks.
Changmin was in agony, twisting turning trying to thrust up, but unable to move for fear of slipping out of Jaejoong.
"Fuck, I-I'm-shit," Changmin's body shook as the tight fit and pleasurable scrape against Jae's hole and Yoochun's cock yanked his orgasm from him. He arched his body, screaming as he came.
Jae was pressed against him again, and Changmin tried to open his eye as he was kissed.
"Relax for a bit," Jae whispered. "We're almost done with you."
The heat of their bodies left him, and he shivered. He didn't want to get up though, so he turned his head and watched as Yoochun fucked Jaejoong, moving above him, their bodies and lips molded together. Changmin could tell there was history there, familiarity built on love and pain. It was definitely a story he wanted to hear.
Their orgasms were quiet, full of breaths instead of moans, and they never stopped kissing, even as their bodies stopped moving.
When Yoochun finally broke away, he put their foreheads together and whispered, “I love you.”
Jae smiled and returned it.
And then it was like they became aware of Changmin again.
Jae smiled. "Well, Changmin. I say you passed the trial run."
"Fuck yes," Yoochun added.
"One more rule," Jae said. "We do not stay the night. Ever. Even if you don't finish with your clients until three am. Never spend the night."
Yoochun nodded. "But, since it is 3am and you look completely exhausted, we wouldn't mind if you stayed with us, if you want."
Changmin smiled. "Sure. I'd like that."
Jae laughed, and he and Yoochun stood up. "Come on, Min. We're going to go shower really fast."
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Changmin woke up to the soft sounds of taping keys on a laptop. He moaned and shifted. The body next to him moved as well, and an arm around his waist tightened.
"No," Jae muttered against his shoulder. "No get up."
Changmin lifted his head, just enough to see Yoochun sitting at a desk typing. He only wore boxers, a cigarette burning in an ashtray.
"Minnie," Jae whimpered.
Yoochun looked over and smiled at them. "Better do as he says. Pissed off Jaejoong is not fun to deal with in the morning."
"Fuck you," Jae muttered.
Changmin smiled, lay on his back and gathered Jaejoong against him. "Now why would I be stupid enough to get out of a bed that has your beautiful body in it?"
Jae made a noise of satisfaction and buried more deeply into Changmin's body, head on his shoulder, arm around his waist, legs tangled together and with the blanket. Changmin knew he wouldn't fall asleep again, so he shut his eyes and listened to Yoochun type and Jaejoong breathe.
"Can you sit up, Min?" Yoochun whispered.
Changmin opened his eyes to a cup of coffee. "Jaejoong won't wake up for another couple hours. But we need to talk."
Changmin shifted and Jae immediately whimpered. "I'm not going anywhere," he said with a kiss on Jae's forehead. He pushed up against the headboard. Jae rearranged in his sleep, arm around Changmin's lap, face at his hip. Changmin shuddered.
"Huh?"
"He's breathing on my cock."
Yoochun chuckled and handed him the coffee. "I've been working on your contract and I want to know what you want. We have stipulations about not suing us and stuff. There's a paragraph about what you'll be getting paid-"
"Paid?" Changmin said, and almost spit out his coffee. "I'm not doing this to get paid."
"I know but consider it a part time job of sorts. I added the disclaimer about you in a mask. What I'm really concerned about is your paper. My guys have agreed to talk to you, but we don't use real names on stage and I can't let you use real names on paper."
Changmin nodded. "That's fine. You may want to put in a clause that says no one can sue you if my father finds out I'm doing this."
Yoochun smirked. "Already done. You need to read it before you leave today, and then-"
Changmin's eyes found a clock. "Fuck!" He flung the blankets off him and climbed out of bed.
Jae jerked awake, confused. "What ... Minnie."
"I have a board meeting in an hour," Changmin said, running out of the suite to the main room.
Jae pouted.
Changmin was dressed and back in record time. He gave Jaejoong a short deep kiss. "I still want to marry you." He kissed Yoochun.
“What time are you free today?” Yoochun asked.
“I have class until three.”
"Okay. I'll call you," Yoochun said.
Changmin nodded and with a final wave, disappeared.
Jae pouted at Yoochun, pleading.
Yoochun smiled and shook his head. "I have work to do."
Jae buried back into the blankets with a muttered, "I hate you."
Yoochun wiggled around until his lower half was under the covers. Jae curled around his lap, much as he had done with Changmin. He let out a content noise.
"I love you," Yoochun whispered and kissed his head.
"Love you more if you'd let me sleep."
Yoochun propped his laptop on a pile of pillows so he could keep working. He sent e-mails, made phone calls, sent text messages, arranged shows, analyzed contracts and guest lists. He drank coffee, brought to him quietly by his fabulous hotel staff.
Jaejoong slept until almost noon. He purred when he woke up, mouth opening at the bend in Yoochun's hip. Yoochun's cock stirred. Jae stretched, sinful, lazy, he rolled to his back. Yoochun's hand traced up his stomach.
Jae never quite lost the gracefulness of a dancer, the elegance of a hooker.
"What time is it?" Jae whispered.
"Almost noon."
And then he frowned. "Changmin left?"
"He had a meeting."
"How dare he," Jae said and cuddled back against Yoochun's body.
Yoochun chuckled.
"Do we have a show tonight?"
"Hangeng and Jungmo are going to Heechul's, and Kibum, Kyuhyun and Kouyou have a show and yes, one of us has to be there."
"I'll go."
"Why so eager?"
Jae smiled, and finally sat up. "You get to introduce Changmin to the Twins. You know I won't control myself if I do that."
Yoochun kissed his nose. "True."
"Take a break. Join me in the shower."
It wasn't a request. And Jae rolled out of bed, amazingly naked, expecting Yoochun to obey. And Yoochun obeyed because saying no to Jaejoong had always been the most difficult thing in his life.
Jae didn't do paper work. Jae didn't deal with organizing. Jae schmoozed. He networked. He made men fall in love with him without even touching them. Yoochun could, but he lacked the confidence and much preferred the paperwork and organizing.
Their shower was long, Jae demanding without words that every inch of his skin be washed and touched. Requesting with a lowering of eyelashes for Yoochun to drop to his knees. Playing, whimpering and begging with tugs at Yoochun's hair.
Jae stopped him just before he came, and it was Yoochun's turn to beg, but Jae led them back to bed to spend another hour together.
After coating his cock with lube, Yoochun sank deep into Jae's body, and Jae's eyes shut with a happy sigh. They stared at each other for long minutes, and then Jae kissed him, softly. Yoochun started moving, slow. He held himself up with elbows on either side of Jae’s head and their lips brushed with every careful thrust.
"Love you," Jae whispered, hands sliding up and down Yoochun’s back.
Yoochun placed a shaking kiss to his lips. "I love you, more than you could ever know."
Jae raised a quivering hand to Yoochun's cheek. Yoochun leaned into the touch and then kissed his palm.
"I know, Chunnie, I do."
Yoochun came with a shuddering breath against Jaejoong's lips. Jae ran comforting hands on Yoochun's back, waiting, as he always did for Yoochun to reign in his emotions.
After another love-filled kiss, Jae smirked. "Go finish what you started in the shower."
Yoochun smiled and slid down Jae's body. He licked up around along down his cock before pushing it deep in his throat. Jae moaned. He trailed fingers in Yoochun's hair, light, never pulling, even when Yoochun whimpered for it.
Yoochun wanted to taste him so badly, but any time he tried a little trick or lick or twist of mouth to get Jae to come faster, Jae tittered in disapproval, and Yoochun went back to slow, deep. He felt Jae's orgasm weave, almost and then taper; Jae let out a breathy moan with every circuit.
Yoochun's mouth and cheeks were sore, testament to how long he'd been sucking. But he didn't mind; he would do this to Jae for hours if the other man wanted it.
"I love watching your mouth on my cock."
Yoochun whimpered.
Jae's breath hitched. The finger twirling in his hair tightened a miniscule amount. Jae's cock throbbed. With a single, drawn out moan, Jae came, and Yoochun sped up as he swallowed, his pleased noises filling the room. He was hard as a rock again.
With a tug on Yoochun's hair, Jae beckoned him to his lips and Yoochun went willingly, kissing until Jae had enough and wanted to snuggle. Yoochun had a lot of work to do, but he knew better than to try to get up, or to even mention it. They were going to take a nap, and Jae was not going to sleep alone. He whispered an 'I love you' to the already sleeping beauty, and then took a deep breath and tried to relax.
Part 3: A Trip to the Office
Part 1: The Job Interview
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