Smarty Smarty 13/?
Title: Smarty Smarty 13/?
Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Junsu, Changmin/Jaejoong, Yunho/Jaejoong (and subsequent combinations), Yunho/Donghae, Heechul/Yoochun
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were mine, they'd all go to college and major in Sexy.
Summary: Jaejoong misses Yunho so much, but he still has his Yoochun, and they both are facing more challenges than merely trying to turn their roommates gay. Will being in college and away from Yunho tear them apart, or only push them closer?
Warnings: Older Yunho (40 yrs old), Younger Jaejoong (18)
A/N: This fic is a sequel to Naughty Naughty. And because it's a sequel, and the original was dedicated to my loverly Jules (julili) this one will be as well. I love you, my darling. ♥♥♥♥♥
Poster credit goes to candybow for finding a cool picture to use and to markieyumeutau for actually making the poster. Thank you darlings!!! ♥♥♥
Part 13:
Changmin lay on his bed, arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling. He was breathing deeply, trying to get rid of his damn erection without jerking off since Yoochun was sitting at his desk. He wanted to go run to Jaejoong for a fantastic blowjob, but he’d been over there only a few hours before. His mouth still tasted like come.
He sighed.
“What’s wrong with you, Min? Besides the tenting of the pants?” Yoochun said and laughed.
Changmin flipped him off.
“Is that an offer?”
Changmin scoffed. “Not for you.”
Yoochun pushed away from the desk and rolled over to Changmin’s bed. “Ooh, are you going to finally lose your gay-ginity?”
Changmin cursed himself for the blush that covered his cheeks.
“Why are you embarrassed about that?”
Changmin sighed again. “I don’t … I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Are you scared or something? God, the last three days I’ve heard nothing from Jaejoong about how fucking awesome your cock is and how he can’t fucking wait to get fucked by it.”
“That’s just it,” Changmin said. “I … I’ve never done that and what if it’s not good?”
“You want some tips or something? What to do and stuff?”
“No. I watch enough porn to know what to do. But what if Jae doesn’t like it?”
Yoochun scoffed. “Jae is going to love it, no matter what happens. He likes you, Changmin. He wants you so badly, and I’m honestly surprised he hasn’t prepped himself and sat on your cock himself, but he doesn’t want to pressure you. You’ve been with Jae enough the last few days, you should know that.”
“I know … but what if I’m bad?”
“You won’t be. You’re a quick learner.”
Changmin sighed. “I don’t know … I-”
Yoochun was suddenly straddling his lap, rocking against his hard on. “We can practice if you want.”
Changmin shoved him away and sat up as Yoochun laughed.
“Look, Min, just … the best thing you can do is talk to Jae. Let him tell you what to do, and if you’re uncomfortable with something, tell him. Honesty in sex always makes it better.”
Changmin opened his mouth and shut it.
Yoochun grinned. “I’m right. Don’t even try to argue.”
“Don’t you have class?”
“Don’t you have homework?”
Changmin flipped him off again, but moved to his desk. The reminder of the paper he had due in less than a week was a definite cock-softener.
Yoochun moved behind him and put his arms around Changmin’s shoulders. “Jae’s my best friend, Changmin. I’ve never seen him like how he is with you.”
“What about Yunho?”
Yoochun chuckled. “I took sexy pictures of Jaejoong fucking himself with a dildo and sent them to Yunho while he was at work. I tied Jaejoong up to the coffee table with a cock ring on and a gag in his mouth and when Yunho came home, he spanked Jae until Jae couldn’t sit down and then Yunho fucked him. Yunho had fucked him senseless before they ever kissed. Not exactly the same thing that he has with you.”
“He loves Yunho.”
“So? He loves me, too.”
“It’s not the same.”
“Nor is it the same as your relationship with him.”
“I feel sort of used,” Changmin whispered.
Yoochun hugged him. “Then you need to tell Jaejoong that. Not me. I’m going to be late. Go talk to him.” Yoochun kissed his cheek, and left Changmin with his thoughts. Thoughts he didn’t want to have.
He tried in vain to concentrate on his homework, and in a matter of an hour, he wrote three sentences on his paper about musical theory.
The door slammed open.
“Jae wants you,” Junsu said, gasping a bit.
Changmin scoffed and didn’t look up from his textbook. “So? I’m studying.”
“He’s practically naked on his bed, touching himself.”
Changmin looked up at him, and then smiled slowly, seeing the blush on his cheeks. “Oh, that kind of wanting.” Changmin slammed his book shut, and then winked at Junsu. “Have fun with Yoochun.”
Junsu’s blush deepened.
Changmin walked down the hall, building his resolve to talk to Jaejoong and not just jump him. He opened the door quietly and was met with a whimper and a moan. Jae was on his bed, wearing only bright blue boxer briefs. His hand cupped his covered cock.
“About time,” Jae whimpered.
“You’re just impatient,” Changmin said and crossed his arms. He couldn’t hide how much this turned him on, watching Jaejoong’s beautiful body shake under his own ministrations.
Jae smiled. “Yeah. Come and kiss me.”
“In a second.” Changmin took his clothes off. Jae’s eyes were full of hunger as Changmin climbed on the bed and hovered over his body. He took Jaejoong’s wrists in his hands and pinned them above Jae’s head. “Your best friend says I have to tell you this even though it’s embarrassing, but that you’ll understand.”
“My best friend knows me best. What’s up?”
“I want to fuck you but I’m scared that I won’t be good enough for you.”
Jae’s eyes went wide and he whimpered and tried to free his hands. “Changmin.”
“No. I’m not letting you go until I’m done talking.”
“Okay, but you know this is turning me on, right? Being dominated is what I live for.”
Changmin smirked. “Good thing I don’t like to give up control easily then, isn’t it?”
“Yes. Now talk and then fuck me.”
“You’ve been with a lot of people, Jae, but I’m really worried about being a substitute for Yunho. I don’t want to be and I know you don’t want me to be, but if that’s all I’m going to be if I fuck you, then I think we should wait.”
“It’s not like I’m going to call you Yunho in the middle of it. I have never called anyone by another name. It’s a gift, keeping all those names straight.”
“Are you going to make jokes about it?”
“Sorry, Min,” Jae said with a small smile. “I like you. It’s … it’s weird for me to like someone. I’m not even sure if I’m doing this whole ‘trying to be your boyfriend’ thing right. I’ve never had a normal relationship or a normal boyfriend or anything. My relationship with Yunho was long, but it was far from normal.”
Changmin held his gaze for a long time, contemplating and thinking. “I really like you, too,” he finally said. “Tell me what to do.”
Jae smiled. “Kiss me.”
Changmin leaned down and kissed him. When Jae tried to free his arms again, Changmin tightened his grip. Jae whimpered into the kiss. His legs moved. Before Jae could raise them to wrap around Changmin’s waist, Changmin entwined their legs and pinned them to the bed. The next noise out of Jaejoong mouth was part moan, part whimper, part desire, part plea, and Changmin’s hard cock swelled and pulsed. He was very glad he’d already gotten off once today or that noise would have made him come and embarrass himself more.
Jae tried to pull away from Changmin’s lips, but Changmin wouldn’t relent.
“Lube,” Jae managed between kisses, “drawer.”
Changmin nodded, kissed him for a few more seconds and then released him. There were bright red fingerprints on his wrists and Changmin opened his mouth to apologize, but Jae smiled and shook his head.
“I like it. Don’t be sorry.”
Changmin bit his lip, but nodded and rolled off the bed.
“Top drawer. Pick a flavor, and a toy if you want.”
Changmin blushed when he open d the drawer and saw all the toys. Plugs and dildos and blindfolds and whips and vibrators and cock rings and gags and-
“It’s good you came to college prepared,” Changmin said and grabbed a bottle of strawberry lube.
Jae laughed.
When he turned around, Jae was as he left him, arms still above his head, legs still spread.
There must have been a questioning look on his face, because as he came back to the bed, Jae smirked and said, “You didn’t tell me I could move.”
Changmin swallowed. “Fuck. I’m going to embarrass myself.”
“So, let’s get round one over really quickly and then I can start teaching you techniques.”
“Sounds good.”
Jae smirked again. “Can I move yet?”
“No.”
Changmin hooked his fingers at the waistband of Jae’s boxers and tugged them off. Jae arched as his fingers scraped across his hipbones. Changmin kept his fingers there, rubbing up and down the muscles, not touching Jae’s straining erection.
“Do-do you know-fuck, prep and stuff?” Jae stammered.
“Yeah.”
Jae nodded. “Whenever you’re ready then.”
Changmin scratched his hipbones, pulling a cry from Jae’s throat. He left red marks all the way down Jae’s thighs.
“How do you want this?” Changmin asked.
“Like this, with you kissing me, or biting me or-”
Changmin transferred his grip to Jae’s knees and pushed them up. Jae shifted his body and, without his hands, stayed in that position when Changmin let him go. Changmin swallowed and looked at Jae’s body, hard cock, pink, puckered entrance, smooth, creamy skin. He dipped his head down and licked the curves of Jae’s ass. Jae cried out something that sound like his name. Changmin covered fingers in lube, and with his tongue exploring the space between his balls and ass, he pressed a finger into Jae’s willing body. It tightened around him for a moment as Jae moaned and then relaxed, and Changmin pushed until his finger was completely inside Jaejoong.
“More, please,” Jae whispered, eyes shut tight. His thighs were already shaking, body straining to hold himself where Changmin had put him.
Changmin twisted his finger. Over the last three days, he’d researched everything he could on anal sex and how to do it and as an experiment, crooked his finger as he moved it in and out of Jae’s body.
“Other way,” Jae said. “Turn your finger the other way.”
A different feeling brushed under his finger, and Jae moaned.
“Right there, baby.”
“Does it feel good?” Changmin asked, blushing a bit at the worry in his voice.
“Yeah. The prostate always feels good. It won’t be enough to get me to come, but, god, it’s like little tingles of electricity are shooting through my nervous system.”
Changmin smiled and went back to licking Jae’s skin, his inner thighs, and balls and up his cock and down his ass. Strawberry flavor filled his mouth as he licked around his finger.
“Oh, god, Min, please.”
Changmin poured a bit more lube on his fingers, and then pressed a second one into Jaejoong’s body. Jae sighed in complete and utter satisfaction. Changmin continued to play, spread his fingers and twist them and lick around them.
“Can I touch myself?” Jae whimpered. “Please let me, please.”
Changmin sighed in mock irritation. “No.”
Jae’s whine changed to a scream when Changmin engulfed his cock, gagging when he took too much at once. He pumped his fingers faster, added a third when Jae begged for more.
“Fuck me now, please, fuck me now, please, please, please.”
Changmin let Jae’s leaking cock fall from his mouth. “If I told you to shut up would you?”
“Yes.”
After another twist of his fingers, he removed them. Jae followed them with his hungry eyes and Changmin pressed them again his mouth. Jae moaned, licking around them and sucking them into his mouth. Changmin shivered. He adjusted, up to his knees and covered his cock in lube. A low moan tore from his throat as he fisted the sensitive skin. He watched Jae’s hole clench for him. A pleading whimper came from Jae’s mouth.
Changmin took one more steadying breath and then held his cock against Jae’s entrance and pushed. They both moaned as Changmin’s cock forced its way past the tight ring of muscle, and then cried out as Changmin slid deeper.
“Fuck!” Jae cried, neck arching.
Changmin’s eyes crossed as Jae clenched around him. He tried to pull out and at Jae’s whimper pushed back in, deeper than he had been.
“Oh, god, Min, I knew your cock was going to feel amazing.”
Changmin squeezed his eyes shut as Jaejoong seemed to pull him even deeper. He wasn’t going to last long. He was already fighting off his orgasm, but after a few shallow thrusts and his body pressed against Jae’s, his cock buried completely inside him, Changmin’s body shuddered and his control shattered, and he came, falling over Jae’s body, covering his scream with a kiss.
Jae whimpered.
Panic built in Changmin’s body as Jae continued to lie there, gasping, and then he remembered that Jae wasn’t allowed to touch him.
“Hold me,” Changmin whispered into his lips and immediately and with a quiet moan, Jae’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, his legs went around Changmin’s waist, pulling their bodies together. Changmin’s breath steadied.
Jae moved his hips, and Changmin’s cock moved in and out of Jae’s body.
Changmin moaned as shocks of pleasures whipped through his body.
“More?” Jae asked.
“Give me a moment.”
Jae’s fingers traced up and over his back and shoulder muscles, tangling in his hair. Changmin’s mouth closed around a spot on Jae’s neck. He pulled back after a moment and met Jae’s lips in a kiss. And Changmin decided that even if he was a replacement for Yunho and even if Jae’s heart ached for the other man, that he’d always be there for Jaejoong.
“We have a really big paper due in fives days,” Changmin whispered as he slowly rocked his hips.
Jae groaned. “Yes, we do.”
“We should get started on it.”
“Yes, we should.”
Changmin pushed up to his hands, body hovering over Jaejoong’s. He thrust in and out of Jae’s body roughly. Jae cried out, fingers digging into his back muscles.
“We should really get cleaned up and go to the library and start research,” Changmin said, words labored as pleasure immediately twisted through his skin.
“You should shut up and fuck me harder.”
Changmin laughed. He leaned down, kissed Jae’s lips briefly and said, “Whatever you want, beautiful,” and fucked Jaejoong harder.
“Can I touch myself now?” Jae begged, licking Changmin’s jaw and up his ear.
“Yes, fast, I’m going to come again.” Changmin’s eyes shut tight.
As soon as Jaejoong stroked his cock, his body tensed around Changmin and Changmin cried out, speeding up, slamming into him with longer thrusts, almost pulling out of his body.
“Fuck, Minnie! Fuck!”
“Come, Jae,” Changmin said, voice bordering on desperate.
“Almost, fuck, almost.”
A second orgasm ripped through Changmin and pumped into Jae’s body. His elbow collapsed as he cried out, but he kept himself up and moving, thrusting until Jae threw his head back, screamed and came between their bodies.
Then Changmin landed on top of him.
Jae chuckled through his laughter. “Feel good?”
“So good,” Changmin muttered.
“Got another round in you?”
Changmin tilted his head up to look in Jaejoong’s eyes. “You weren’t planning on being able to walk tomorrow, were you?”
“Nope.”
“Then yes, I have another round in me.”
Jae laughed, their lips met again, and they lay together, still connected until Changmin was ready for more.
Part 14: the visit home
Part 12: losing innocence
Part 11: moving on
Part 10: kisses
Part 9: emotional drama
Part 8: more physical drama
Part 7: physical drama
Part 6: different ways to cope
Part 5: different ways to worship
Part 4: moving backwards
Part 3: moving forward
Part 2: In the Other Dorm Room
Part 1: In the Dorm Room
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Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Junsu, Changmin/Jaejoong, Yunho/Jaejoong (and subsequent combinations), Yunho/Donghae, Heechul/Yoochun
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were mine, they'd all go to college and major in Sexy.
Summary: Jaejoong misses Yunho so much, but he still has his Yoochun, and they both are facing more challenges than merely trying to turn their roommates gay. Will being in college and away from Yunho tear them apart, or only push them closer?
Warnings: Older Yunho (40 yrs old), Younger Jaejoong (18)
A/N: This fic is a sequel to Naughty Naughty. And because it's a sequel, and the original was dedicated to my loverly Jules (julili) this one will be as well. I love you, my darling. ♥♥♥♥♥
Poster credit goes to candybow for finding a cool picture to use and to markieyumeutau for actually making the poster. Thank you darlings!!! ♥♥♥
Part 13:
Changmin lay on his bed, arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling. He was breathing deeply, trying to get rid of his damn erection without jerking off since Yoochun was sitting at his desk. He wanted to go run to Jaejoong for a fantastic blowjob, but he’d been over there only a few hours before. His mouth still tasted like come.
He sighed.
“What’s wrong with you, Min? Besides the tenting of the pants?” Yoochun said and laughed.
Changmin flipped him off.
“Is that an offer?”
Changmin scoffed. “Not for you.”
Yoochun pushed away from the desk and rolled over to Changmin’s bed. “Ooh, are you going to finally lose your gay-ginity?”
Changmin cursed himself for the blush that covered his cheeks.
“Why are you embarrassed about that?”
Changmin sighed again. “I don’t … I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Are you scared or something? God, the last three days I’ve heard nothing from Jaejoong about how fucking awesome your cock is and how he can’t fucking wait to get fucked by it.”
“That’s just it,” Changmin said. “I … I’ve never done that and what if it’s not good?”
“You want some tips or something? What to do and stuff?”
“No. I watch enough porn to know what to do. But what if Jae doesn’t like it?”
Yoochun scoffed. “Jae is going to love it, no matter what happens. He likes you, Changmin. He wants you so badly, and I’m honestly surprised he hasn’t prepped himself and sat on your cock himself, but he doesn’t want to pressure you. You’ve been with Jae enough the last few days, you should know that.”
“I know … but what if I’m bad?”
“You won’t be. You’re a quick learner.”
Changmin sighed. “I don’t know … I-”
Yoochun was suddenly straddling his lap, rocking against his hard on. “We can practice if you want.”
Changmin shoved him away and sat up as Yoochun laughed.
“Look, Min, just … the best thing you can do is talk to Jae. Let him tell you what to do, and if you’re uncomfortable with something, tell him. Honesty in sex always makes it better.”
Changmin opened his mouth and shut it.
Yoochun grinned. “I’m right. Don’t even try to argue.”
“Don’t you have class?”
“Don’t you have homework?”
Changmin flipped him off again, but moved to his desk. The reminder of the paper he had due in less than a week was a definite cock-softener.
Yoochun moved behind him and put his arms around Changmin’s shoulders. “Jae’s my best friend, Changmin. I’ve never seen him like how he is with you.”
“What about Yunho?”
Yoochun chuckled. “I took sexy pictures of Jaejoong fucking himself with a dildo and sent them to Yunho while he was at work. I tied Jaejoong up to the coffee table with a cock ring on and a gag in his mouth and when Yunho came home, he spanked Jae until Jae couldn’t sit down and then Yunho fucked him. Yunho had fucked him senseless before they ever kissed. Not exactly the same thing that he has with you.”
“He loves Yunho.”
“So? He loves me, too.”
“It’s not the same.”
“Nor is it the same as your relationship with him.”
“I feel sort of used,” Changmin whispered.
Yoochun hugged him. “Then you need to tell Jaejoong that. Not me. I’m going to be late. Go talk to him.” Yoochun kissed his cheek, and left Changmin with his thoughts. Thoughts he didn’t want to have.
He tried in vain to concentrate on his homework, and in a matter of an hour, he wrote three sentences on his paper about musical theory.
The door slammed open.
“Jae wants you,” Junsu said, gasping a bit.
Changmin scoffed and didn’t look up from his textbook. “So? I’m studying.”
“He’s practically naked on his bed, touching himself.”
Changmin looked up at him, and then smiled slowly, seeing the blush on his cheeks. “Oh, that kind of wanting.” Changmin slammed his book shut, and then winked at Junsu. “Have fun with Yoochun.”
Junsu’s blush deepened.
Changmin walked down the hall, building his resolve to talk to Jaejoong and not just jump him. He opened the door quietly and was met with a whimper and a moan. Jae was on his bed, wearing only bright blue boxer briefs. His hand cupped his covered cock.
“About time,” Jae whimpered.
“You’re just impatient,” Changmin said and crossed his arms. He couldn’t hide how much this turned him on, watching Jaejoong’s beautiful body shake under his own ministrations.
Jae smiled. “Yeah. Come and kiss me.”
“In a second.” Changmin took his clothes off. Jae’s eyes were full of hunger as Changmin climbed on the bed and hovered over his body. He took Jaejoong’s wrists in his hands and pinned them above Jae’s head. “Your best friend says I have to tell you this even though it’s embarrassing, but that you’ll understand.”
“My best friend knows me best. What’s up?”
“I want to fuck you but I’m scared that I won’t be good enough for you.”
Jae’s eyes went wide and he whimpered and tried to free his hands. “Changmin.”
“No. I’m not letting you go until I’m done talking.”
“Okay, but you know this is turning me on, right? Being dominated is what I live for.”
Changmin smirked. “Good thing I don’t like to give up control easily then, isn’t it?”
“Yes. Now talk and then fuck me.”
“You’ve been with a lot of people, Jae, but I’m really worried about being a substitute for Yunho. I don’t want to be and I know you don’t want me to be, but if that’s all I’m going to be if I fuck you, then I think we should wait.”
“It’s not like I’m going to call you Yunho in the middle of it. I have never called anyone by another name. It’s a gift, keeping all those names straight.”
“Are you going to make jokes about it?”
“Sorry, Min,” Jae said with a small smile. “I like you. It’s … it’s weird for me to like someone. I’m not even sure if I’m doing this whole ‘trying to be your boyfriend’ thing right. I’ve never had a normal relationship or a normal boyfriend or anything. My relationship with Yunho was long, but it was far from normal.”
Changmin held his gaze for a long time, contemplating and thinking. “I really like you, too,” he finally said. “Tell me what to do.”
Jae smiled. “Kiss me.”
Changmin leaned down and kissed him. When Jae tried to free his arms again, Changmin tightened his grip. Jae whimpered into the kiss. His legs moved. Before Jae could raise them to wrap around Changmin’s waist, Changmin entwined their legs and pinned them to the bed. The next noise out of Jaejoong mouth was part moan, part whimper, part desire, part plea, and Changmin’s hard cock swelled and pulsed. He was very glad he’d already gotten off once today or that noise would have made him come and embarrass himself more.
Jae tried to pull away from Changmin’s lips, but Changmin wouldn’t relent.
“Lube,” Jae managed between kisses, “drawer.”
Changmin nodded, kissed him for a few more seconds and then released him. There were bright red fingerprints on his wrists and Changmin opened his mouth to apologize, but Jae smiled and shook his head.
“I like it. Don’t be sorry.”
Changmin bit his lip, but nodded and rolled off the bed.
“Top drawer. Pick a flavor, and a toy if you want.”
Changmin blushed when he open d the drawer and saw all the toys. Plugs and dildos and blindfolds and whips and vibrators and cock rings and gags and-
“It’s good you came to college prepared,” Changmin said and grabbed a bottle of strawberry lube.
Jae laughed.
When he turned around, Jae was as he left him, arms still above his head, legs still spread.
There must have been a questioning look on his face, because as he came back to the bed, Jae smirked and said, “You didn’t tell me I could move.”
Changmin swallowed. “Fuck. I’m going to embarrass myself.”
“So, let’s get round one over really quickly and then I can start teaching you techniques.”
“Sounds good.”
Jae smirked again. “Can I move yet?”
“No.”
Changmin hooked his fingers at the waistband of Jae’s boxers and tugged them off. Jae arched as his fingers scraped across his hipbones. Changmin kept his fingers there, rubbing up and down the muscles, not touching Jae’s straining erection.
“Do-do you know-fuck, prep and stuff?” Jae stammered.
“Yeah.”
Jae nodded. “Whenever you’re ready then.”
Changmin scratched his hipbones, pulling a cry from Jae’s throat. He left red marks all the way down Jae’s thighs.
“How do you want this?” Changmin asked.
“Like this, with you kissing me, or biting me or-”
Changmin transferred his grip to Jae’s knees and pushed them up. Jae shifted his body and, without his hands, stayed in that position when Changmin let him go. Changmin swallowed and looked at Jae’s body, hard cock, pink, puckered entrance, smooth, creamy skin. He dipped his head down and licked the curves of Jae’s ass. Jae cried out something that sound like his name. Changmin covered fingers in lube, and with his tongue exploring the space between his balls and ass, he pressed a finger into Jae’s willing body. It tightened around him for a moment as Jae moaned and then relaxed, and Changmin pushed until his finger was completely inside Jaejoong.
“More, please,” Jae whispered, eyes shut tight. His thighs were already shaking, body straining to hold himself where Changmin had put him.
Changmin twisted his finger. Over the last three days, he’d researched everything he could on anal sex and how to do it and as an experiment, crooked his finger as he moved it in and out of Jae’s body.
“Other way,” Jae said. “Turn your finger the other way.”
A different feeling brushed under his finger, and Jae moaned.
“Right there, baby.”
“Does it feel good?” Changmin asked, blushing a bit at the worry in his voice.
“Yeah. The prostate always feels good. It won’t be enough to get me to come, but, god, it’s like little tingles of electricity are shooting through my nervous system.”
Changmin smiled and went back to licking Jae’s skin, his inner thighs, and balls and up his cock and down his ass. Strawberry flavor filled his mouth as he licked around his finger.
“Oh, god, Min, please.”
Changmin poured a bit more lube on his fingers, and then pressed a second one into Jaejoong’s body. Jae sighed in complete and utter satisfaction. Changmin continued to play, spread his fingers and twist them and lick around them.
“Can I touch myself?” Jae whimpered. “Please let me, please.”
Changmin sighed in mock irritation. “No.”
Jae’s whine changed to a scream when Changmin engulfed his cock, gagging when he took too much at once. He pumped his fingers faster, added a third when Jae begged for more.
“Fuck me now, please, fuck me now, please, please, please.”
Changmin let Jae’s leaking cock fall from his mouth. “If I told you to shut up would you?”
“Yes.”
After another twist of his fingers, he removed them. Jae followed them with his hungry eyes and Changmin pressed them again his mouth. Jae moaned, licking around them and sucking them into his mouth. Changmin shivered. He adjusted, up to his knees and covered his cock in lube. A low moan tore from his throat as he fisted the sensitive skin. He watched Jae’s hole clench for him. A pleading whimper came from Jae’s mouth.
Changmin took one more steadying breath and then held his cock against Jae’s entrance and pushed. They both moaned as Changmin’s cock forced its way past the tight ring of muscle, and then cried out as Changmin slid deeper.
“Fuck!” Jae cried, neck arching.
Changmin’s eyes crossed as Jae clenched around him. He tried to pull out and at Jae’s whimper pushed back in, deeper than he had been.
“Oh, god, Min, I knew your cock was going to feel amazing.”
Changmin squeezed his eyes shut as Jaejoong seemed to pull him even deeper. He wasn’t going to last long. He was already fighting off his orgasm, but after a few shallow thrusts and his body pressed against Jae’s, his cock buried completely inside him, Changmin’s body shuddered and his control shattered, and he came, falling over Jae’s body, covering his scream with a kiss.
Jae whimpered.
Panic built in Changmin’s body as Jae continued to lie there, gasping, and then he remembered that Jae wasn’t allowed to touch him.
“Hold me,” Changmin whispered into his lips and immediately and with a quiet moan, Jae’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, his legs went around Changmin’s waist, pulling their bodies together. Changmin’s breath steadied.
Jae moved his hips, and Changmin’s cock moved in and out of Jae’s body.
Changmin moaned as shocks of pleasures whipped through his body.
“More?” Jae asked.
“Give me a moment.”
Jae’s fingers traced up and over his back and shoulder muscles, tangling in his hair. Changmin’s mouth closed around a spot on Jae’s neck. He pulled back after a moment and met Jae’s lips in a kiss. And Changmin decided that even if he was a replacement for Yunho and even if Jae’s heart ached for the other man, that he’d always be there for Jaejoong.
“We have a really big paper due in fives days,” Changmin whispered as he slowly rocked his hips.
Jae groaned. “Yes, we do.”
“We should get started on it.”
“Yes, we should.”
Changmin pushed up to his hands, body hovering over Jaejoong’s. He thrust in and out of Jae’s body roughly. Jae cried out, fingers digging into his back muscles.
“We should really get cleaned up and go to the library and start research,” Changmin said, words labored as pleasure immediately twisted through his skin.
“You should shut up and fuck me harder.”
Changmin laughed. He leaned down, kissed Jae’s lips briefly and said, “Whatever you want, beautiful,” and fucked Jaejoong harder.
“Can I touch myself now?” Jae begged, licking Changmin’s jaw and up his ear.
“Yes, fast, I’m going to come again.” Changmin’s eyes shut tight.
As soon as Jaejoong stroked his cock, his body tensed around Changmin and Changmin cried out, speeding up, slamming into him with longer thrusts, almost pulling out of his body.
“Fuck, Minnie! Fuck!”
“Come, Jae,” Changmin said, voice bordering on desperate.
“Almost, fuck, almost.”
A second orgasm ripped through Changmin and pumped into Jae’s body. His elbow collapsed as he cried out, but he kept himself up and moving, thrusting until Jae threw his head back, screamed and came between their bodies.
Then Changmin landed on top of him.
Jae chuckled through his laughter. “Feel good?”
“So good,” Changmin muttered.
“Got another round in you?”
Changmin tilted his head up to look in Jaejoong’s eyes. “You weren’t planning on being able to walk tomorrow, were you?”
“Nope.”
“Then yes, I have another round in me.”
Jae laughed, their lips met again, and they lay together, still connected until Changmin was ready for more.
Part 14: the visit home
Part 12: losing innocence
Part 11: moving on
Part 10: kisses
Part 9: emotional drama
Part 8: more physical drama
Part 7: physical drama
Part 6: different ways to cope
Part 5: different ways to worship
Part 4: moving backwards
Part 3: moving forward
Part 2: In the Other Dorm Room
Part 1: In the Dorm Room
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