No One Else Can Compare Part Three
No One Else Can Compare
Part Two of Three [3/3]
Taecyeon/Junsu
NC-17
Archive
Taecyeon wasn't just hot. He was boiling alive in his skin.
He kicked back the covers, feeling it peel slightly because of the sheen layer of sweat on his exposed skin. Rolling to his side, Taecyeon saw the lump on his floor.
Junsu had taken to sleeping on the floor since he got his cast. Taecyeon had offered to let Junsu have his bunk, but the older man wasn’t having it.
It had gotten worse over the past week. Every night he’d break out in a sweat, and he’s start to get hard. He usually couldn’t remember, but he could only assume that it was because he was dreaming of Junsu. Biting his lip harshly, Taecyeon covered his eyes with his left forearm, while slowly moving his right hand to the band of his shorts.
He didn’t enjoy doing this. Especially when Junsu was so close. And even more when it was him he was thinking about. But he couldn’t help himself. The way he smiled, the way he laughed, the way he spoke, even the way he smelled. Oh God, Taecyeon loved the way Junsu smelled. It was a mix of cologne and his own musky scent that Taecyeon couldn’t help but love.
Licking his lips, Taecyeon slid his hand under the waistband of his gym shorts and slid his hand up and down his own length. He could feel his ears burn red, but he couldn’t be expected to ignore his own desire. Careful to keep an ear open for Junsu’s movement on the floor, Taecyeon slid his hand into his underwear, coming into skin on skin contact with himself.
He let out a gruff groan as his sweaty hand met his arousal. He bit his lip again from making any more noise. The last thing he wanted was for Junsu to catch him in the act of jerking off.
Letting his mind wonder, Taecyeon thought back to his dream.
Junsu above him, only wearing some boxer briefs and a smile.
“Taecyeonnie, why are you so tense? Don’t I make you feel good?”
Taecyeon was on his back with Junsu in between his legs. The older man was leaning down, hands beginning to wonder along his chest and abs, particularly paying attention to his lower abdomen. Like doing a push up, Junsu lowered himself over Taecyeon, only letting their crotches touch. Taecyeon gave an almost breathless whimper.
“I think I make you feel really good.” the older man leaned down further until he was laying directly on top of Taecyeon. Whispering into his ear, letting his tongue catch on Taecyeon’s earlobe, “Otherwise, why would you be thinking about me?”
Taecyeon gave a strangled gasp as he came in his palm and shorts.
He was pathetic. He was so infatuated with Junsu just him being close to him made him cream his pants.
Uncovering his eyes, he realized the predicament that he was in. He soiled his underwear, and his hand; but he couldn’t get up without waking Junsu. He also had nothing to wipe his hand on.
“Fuck me.” Taecyeon cursed quietly.
“Did you say something Taecyeon?”
The taller man resisted the knee-jerk urge to sit up in surprise. He just turned to his side instead, looking over the edge.
Swallowing the spit in his mouth, “Um, no hyung. It’s just this heat. It’s killing me.”
The older man removed the covers off himself, “Yeah, I guess the AC is busted or something.”
What am I going to do? I can’t stay like this. It’s disgusting!
“Are you sure you’re ok?”
Taecyeon flinched at his question, because they both knew the answer. Rubbing his face with is clean hand, Taecyeon answered, “I think I’m coming down with something.”
Taecyeon could see that Junsu was trying to stand, and he did. Junsu hobbled over to the younger mans bunk, and settled down beside him.
Shit
“I’m tired of sleeping on the floor. Just go back to sleep, Taec.”
Taecyeon tried to swallow the lump forming in his throat, but couldn’t.
Because with his cast, Junsu couldn’t keep his legs together, he had to place his good leg in front, and the cast behind; which put his uncovered knee right at Taecyeon’s soiled crotch. The taller man froze, not knowing what to do. But then, Junsu began to move his knee.
“Did you spill some water in your bed or something?”
“Erm, no.”
“Well then what the hell? Did you piss yourself or something?”
“Not exactly.”
Reaching down, Junsu felt around the wet spot. And then suddenly took his hand back, like he’d been burned.
The silence was so thick and pregnant, Taecyeon thought he would die.
“Junsu hyung. I’m sorry, I should have gone to the bathroom, but-“
He didn’t get to finish. Junsu’s lips were on his faster than his brain could process it.
Junsu’s eyes were closed, but Taecyeon’s were wide open. Staring straight into that beautiful face. But, he eventually closed his eyes, enjoying the kiss. It was better than he ever imagined, the older mans lips were so soft and moist, Taecyeon wanted to suck them right off the mans beautiful face.
After what felt like an eternity, Junsu let go. He licked his lips again, tasting Taecyeon on them, “I knew that’s what you were doing over here. I hope you last longer this time though.”
Before Taecyeon could even retort back, Junsu was peeling off his own shirt and trying to tug down his shorts. Junsu tossed his shirt to the side, and kicked off his shorts, “Are you going to take off your clothes? Or are you just going to watch me?”
Taecyeon didn’t know what to do. He’d imagined this in his mind so many times before. But now that it was here, he hadn’t the faintest idea what to do.
Laying down on his back, Junsu smiled. He then reached up for Taecyeon, grabbing his neck brought him down for another kiss. Taecyeon moaned into the kiss when he felt Junsu’s tongue snake its way out of his mouth, and try to pry open his own. Letting it, both of their tongues explored each others mouths. The older man started to suck on the others tongue, opening his mouth wider trying to take more of the younger man into his mouth.
My God, he tastes better than he smells
All thoughts were erased from Taecyeon’s mind when Junsu tugged him to be in between his legs.
Bracing himself above his hyung, he looked down to see perfect bronzed skin. Perfectly erect nubs kissed on each pec, and deep rivets of abs leading to his underwear.
His own resolve snapped. Taecyeon took his shirt off and threw it across the room. Leaning down, he took Junsu’s lips into his own, grabbing his uninjured leg and hooking it around his hip while rubbing his large hand up and down the muscular thigh.
Junsu hooked his arms around Taecyeon’s shoulders, all while feeling the powerful muscles of his back, slowly making his way to the younger mans ass. When he finally got there, he took a hearty squeeze and the other moaned in pleasure into their kiss.
Sitting up on his knees, he looked at his hyung, “These are in my way.” And with that, he all by ripped off Junsu’s underwear, leaving him completely exposed to the hot night air. There he stood proud, twitching ever so slightly. Beads of clear liquid gathering at the head and then sliding down the long vein pulsating down the back of his length. He spread his legs a little wider, trying to send the younger one a message.
Taecyeon started to slide his soiled shorts and underwear down his strong thighs and calves, sending them to the floor just like all articles of clothing previous. He also, was at attention, bobbing from its own weight every few moments, red and waiting for something soft and warm to burry itself into.
Leaning over Junsu, Taecyeon grabbed the bottle of lotion on his desk behind his bunk and placed it beside him. Leaning down, he captured Junsu’s lips again, while his right hand and index finger began to make light circles surrounding Junsu’s left nipple.
Leaning down to Junsu’s ear he whispered his a deep voice, “Are you sure that you want this hyung? Because once you give yourself to me, I’ll never let you go. Not that you’ll be able to walk very far.” he said this while pinching Junsu’s nipple, and slowly swiping his middle finger over Junsu’s puckered entrance, implying that it wasn’t his leg that was going to keep him from running.
Junsu swallowed his spit, “God Taec, please fuck me. I’ve waited so long for this.”
Taecyeon smirked and gave another kiss to Junsu’s lips, tugging his bottom lip with his teeth before sitting on his knees.
He took the lotion bottle and covered his first three fingers on his right hand. Then, Taecyeon circled his middle finger around Junsu’s entrance before slowly starting to enter. The older man hissed at the intrusion, grabbing his partners muscular biceps for support. Taecyeon leaned down and took Junsu’s right nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue while moving his finger in and out of the tight entrance. After a few moments, Junsu began to buck his hips up, so Taecyeon added another finger, it was even tighter now. Taecyeon thought that Junsu’s hole was going to suck his fingers off. Taecyeon could feel nails sink into the skin on his arms, but he didn’t care, the pain mixed with the pleasure.
Feeling his hole start to loosen up a little, Taecyeon added the third finger. Moving his fingers out of Junsu’s entrance more rapidly, the man began to squirm, his erection bobbing up and down, smearing pre-come all over his abs.
“Fuck, Taec. Put it in me, now.”
It was a hoarse request, but he understood it none the less.
Sitting up, Taecyeon removed his fingers and squirted some more lotion into his hand, pumping himself a few time to coat. And then some more lotion on Junsu’s entrance.
He felt like being a tease though. It was cruel, but it would heighten the pleasure.
Taecyeon took his cock and pressed it against Junsu’s hole. But didn’t enter. With his right fist on his cock he moved it up and down. Smearing his own pre-come and lotion around Junsu’s hole.
The man on bottom whimpered, “Stop that. Just do it. I need it bad.”
From above him, Taecyeon gave a smirk and pressed again, “Only if you say it. Say how much you want me. Tell me, I want to know.”
Junsu bit his lip, he didn’t want to give into this cruel game of dominance. But he really wanted Taecyeon’s cock, “Fine. Please Taecyeon, I want your dick inside me. Please, fuck me now.”
And with that, Taecyeon snapped his hips forward, completely burying himself inside. Junsu’s back arched and he gave a strangled yelp. But damn did it feel wonderful, to finally have that man inside of him.
On top, Taecyeon had never felt something so wonderfully hot and wet around his own dick. It felt like Junsu was going to suck it off, but he didn’t care. He kept going, pounding into the man beneath him like his life depended on it.
In between them, Junsu’s own dick was crushed, but was leaking more because of the friction their abs were creating. Clawing at Taecyeon’s back, Junsu buried his face in the other mans shoulder, biting and sucking as much as he could.
He was being stretched so amazingly, being touched so deeply where his own fingers could never reach. And now, he was beginning to feel it. That coil deep in the pit of his stomach growing tighter with each passing second.
“Oh God, more. Harder!”
Taecyeon obliged, feeling that he was coming close to his own end himself. Taking Junsu’s tongue into his own mouth, he held the mans hips while pumping into him violently, making the whole bunk start to shake. Taking Junsu’s length in his hand, he began to pump it in sync with his own motion.
With a strangled yell, Junsu came. Milky white liquid coating his hand and both their abs. But that didn’t stop Taecyeon, he was still holding onto Junsu’s softening length when he came, deep within Junsu, give out a deep groan coming from back of his throat.
He slowly slipped out of Junsu’s abused hole, a rush of semen following suit.
Looking at Junsu, he was covered in sweat and semen. He never looked more debauched and beautiful.
Moving Junsu to his side, and being careful of his leg, he gathered him into his arms. Letting there be no empty space between them, he put Junsu’s back to his chest, and placing his chin on the top of Junsu’s head. He kissed the top of his head and said, “I love you hyung.”
Junsu smiled and held onto Taecyeon’s arms crossed over his own chest, “I love you too.”
Part Two of Three [3/3]
Taecyeon/Junsu
NC-17
Archive
Taecyeon wasn't just hot. He was boiling alive in his skin.
He kicked back the covers, feeling it peel slightly because of the sheen layer of sweat on his exposed skin. Rolling to his side, Taecyeon saw the lump on his floor.
Junsu had taken to sleeping on the floor since he got his cast. Taecyeon had offered to let Junsu have his bunk, but the older man wasn’t having it.
It had gotten worse over the past week. Every night he’d break out in a sweat, and he’s start to get hard. He usually couldn’t remember, but he could only assume that it was because he was dreaming of Junsu. Biting his lip harshly, Taecyeon covered his eyes with his left forearm, while slowly moving his right hand to the band of his shorts.
He didn’t enjoy doing this. Especially when Junsu was so close. And even more when it was him he was thinking about. But he couldn’t help himself. The way he smiled, the way he laughed, the way he spoke, even the way he smelled. Oh God, Taecyeon loved the way Junsu smelled. It was a mix of cologne and his own musky scent that Taecyeon couldn’t help but love.
Licking his lips, Taecyeon slid his hand under the waistband of his gym shorts and slid his hand up and down his own length. He could feel his ears burn red, but he couldn’t be expected to ignore his own desire. Careful to keep an ear open for Junsu’s movement on the floor, Taecyeon slid his hand into his underwear, coming into skin on skin contact with himself.
He let out a gruff groan as his sweaty hand met his arousal. He bit his lip again from making any more noise. The last thing he wanted was for Junsu to catch him in the act of jerking off.
Letting his mind wonder, Taecyeon thought back to his dream.
Junsu above him, only wearing some boxer briefs and a smile.
“Taecyeonnie, why are you so tense? Don’t I make you feel good?”
Taecyeon was on his back with Junsu in between his legs. The older man was leaning down, hands beginning to wonder along his chest and abs, particularly paying attention to his lower abdomen. Like doing a push up, Junsu lowered himself over Taecyeon, only letting their crotches touch. Taecyeon gave an almost breathless whimper.
“I think I make you feel really good.” the older man leaned down further until he was laying directly on top of Taecyeon. Whispering into his ear, letting his tongue catch on Taecyeon’s earlobe, “Otherwise, why would you be thinking about me?”
Taecyeon gave a strangled gasp as he came in his palm and shorts.
He was pathetic. He was so infatuated with Junsu just him being close to him made him cream his pants.
Uncovering his eyes, he realized the predicament that he was in. He soiled his underwear, and his hand; but he couldn’t get up without waking Junsu. He also had nothing to wipe his hand on.
“Fuck me.” Taecyeon cursed quietly.
“Did you say something Taecyeon?”
The taller man resisted the knee-jerk urge to sit up in surprise. He just turned to his side instead, looking over the edge.
Swallowing the spit in his mouth, “Um, no hyung. It’s just this heat. It’s killing me.”
The older man removed the covers off himself, “Yeah, I guess the AC is busted or something.”
What am I going to do? I can’t stay like this. It’s disgusting!
“Are you sure you’re ok?”
Taecyeon flinched at his question, because they both knew the answer. Rubbing his face with is clean hand, Taecyeon answered, “I think I’m coming down with something.”
Taecyeon could see that Junsu was trying to stand, and he did. Junsu hobbled over to the younger mans bunk, and settled down beside him.
Shit
“I’m tired of sleeping on the floor. Just go back to sleep, Taec.”
Taecyeon tried to swallow the lump forming in his throat, but couldn’t.
Because with his cast, Junsu couldn’t keep his legs together, he had to place his good leg in front, and the cast behind; which put his uncovered knee right at Taecyeon’s soiled crotch. The taller man froze, not knowing what to do. But then, Junsu began to move his knee.
“Did you spill some water in your bed or something?”
“Erm, no.”
“Well then what the hell? Did you piss yourself or something?”
“Not exactly.”
Reaching down, Junsu felt around the wet spot. And then suddenly took his hand back, like he’d been burned.
The silence was so thick and pregnant, Taecyeon thought he would die.
“Junsu hyung. I’m sorry, I should have gone to the bathroom, but-“
He didn’t get to finish. Junsu’s lips were on his faster than his brain could process it.
Junsu’s eyes were closed, but Taecyeon’s were wide open. Staring straight into that beautiful face. But, he eventually closed his eyes, enjoying the kiss. It was better than he ever imagined, the older mans lips were so soft and moist, Taecyeon wanted to suck them right off the mans beautiful face.
After what felt like an eternity, Junsu let go. He licked his lips again, tasting Taecyeon on them, “I knew that’s what you were doing over here. I hope you last longer this time though.”
Before Taecyeon could even retort back, Junsu was peeling off his own shirt and trying to tug down his shorts. Junsu tossed his shirt to the side, and kicked off his shorts, “Are you going to take off your clothes? Or are you just going to watch me?”
Taecyeon didn’t know what to do. He’d imagined this in his mind so many times before. But now that it was here, he hadn’t the faintest idea what to do.
Laying down on his back, Junsu smiled. He then reached up for Taecyeon, grabbing his neck brought him down for another kiss. Taecyeon moaned into the kiss when he felt Junsu’s tongue snake its way out of his mouth, and try to pry open his own. Letting it, both of their tongues explored each others mouths. The older man started to suck on the others tongue, opening his mouth wider trying to take more of the younger man into his mouth.
My God, he tastes better than he smells
All thoughts were erased from Taecyeon’s mind when Junsu tugged him to be in between his legs.
Bracing himself above his hyung, he looked down to see perfect bronzed skin. Perfectly erect nubs kissed on each pec, and deep rivets of abs leading to his underwear.
His own resolve snapped. Taecyeon took his shirt off and threw it across the room. Leaning down, he took Junsu’s lips into his own, grabbing his uninjured leg and hooking it around his hip while rubbing his large hand up and down the muscular thigh.
Junsu hooked his arms around Taecyeon’s shoulders, all while feeling the powerful muscles of his back, slowly making his way to the younger mans ass. When he finally got there, he took a hearty squeeze and the other moaned in pleasure into their kiss.
Sitting up on his knees, he looked at his hyung, “These are in my way.” And with that, he all by ripped off Junsu’s underwear, leaving him completely exposed to the hot night air. There he stood proud, twitching ever so slightly. Beads of clear liquid gathering at the head and then sliding down the long vein pulsating down the back of his length. He spread his legs a little wider, trying to send the younger one a message.
Taecyeon started to slide his soiled shorts and underwear down his strong thighs and calves, sending them to the floor just like all articles of clothing previous. He also, was at attention, bobbing from its own weight every few moments, red and waiting for something soft and warm to burry itself into.
Leaning over Junsu, Taecyeon grabbed the bottle of lotion on his desk behind his bunk and placed it beside him. Leaning down, he captured Junsu’s lips again, while his right hand and index finger began to make light circles surrounding Junsu’s left nipple.
Leaning down to Junsu’s ear he whispered his a deep voice, “Are you sure that you want this hyung? Because once you give yourself to me, I’ll never let you go. Not that you’ll be able to walk very far.” he said this while pinching Junsu’s nipple, and slowly swiping his middle finger over Junsu’s puckered entrance, implying that it wasn’t his leg that was going to keep him from running.
Junsu swallowed his spit, “God Taec, please fuck me. I’ve waited so long for this.”
Taecyeon smirked and gave another kiss to Junsu’s lips, tugging his bottom lip with his teeth before sitting on his knees.
He took the lotion bottle and covered his first three fingers on his right hand. Then, Taecyeon circled his middle finger around Junsu’s entrance before slowly starting to enter. The older man hissed at the intrusion, grabbing his partners muscular biceps for support. Taecyeon leaned down and took Junsu’s right nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue while moving his finger in and out of the tight entrance. After a few moments, Junsu began to buck his hips up, so Taecyeon added another finger, it was even tighter now. Taecyeon thought that Junsu’s hole was going to suck his fingers off. Taecyeon could feel nails sink into the skin on his arms, but he didn’t care, the pain mixed with the pleasure.
Feeling his hole start to loosen up a little, Taecyeon added the third finger. Moving his fingers out of Junsu’s entrance more rapidly, the man began to squirm, his erection bobbing up and down, smearing pre-come all over his abs.
“Fuck, Taec. Put it in me, now.”
It was a hoarse request, but he understood it none the less.
Sitting up, Taecyeon removed his fingers and squirted some more lotion into his hand, pumping himself a few time to coat. And then some more lotion on Junsu’s entrance.
He felt like being a tease though. It was cruel, but it would heighten the pleasure.
Taecyeon took his cock and pressed it against Junsu’s hole. But didn’t enter. With his right fist on his cock he moved it up and down. Smearing his own pre-come and lotion around Junsu’s hole.
The man on bottom whimpered, “Stop that. Just do it. I need it bad.”
From above him, Taecyeon gave a smirk and pressed again, “Only if you say it. Say how much you want me. Tell me, I want to know.”
Junsu bit his lip, he didn’t want to give into this cruel game of dominance. But he really wanted Taecyeon’s cock, “Fine. Please Taecyeon, I want your dick inside me. Please, fuck me now.”
And with that, Taecyeon snapped his hips forward, completely burying himself inside. Junsu’s back arched and he gave a strangled yelp. But damn did it feel wonderful, to finally have that man inside of him.
On top, Taecyeon had never felt something so wonderfully hot and wet around his own dick. It felt like Junsu was going to suck it off, but he didn’t care. He kept going, pounding into the man beneath him like his life depended on it.
In between them, Junsu’s own dick was crushed, but was leaking more because of the friction their abs were creating. Clawing at Taecyeon’s back, Junsu buried his face in the other mans shoulder, biting and sucking as much as he could.
He was being stretched so amazingly, being touched so deeply where his own fingers could never reach. And now, he was beginning to feel it. That coil deep in the pit of his stomach growing tighter with each passing second.
“Oh God, more. Harder!”
Taecyeon obliged, feeling that he was coming close to his own end himself. Taking Junsu’s tongue into his own mouth, he held the mans hips while pumping into him violently, making the whole bunk start to shake. Taking Junsu’s length in his hand, he began to pump it in sync with his own motion.
With a strangled yell, Junsu came. Milky white liquid coating his hand and both their abs. But that didn’t stop Taecyeon, he was still holding onto Junsu’s softening length when he came, deep within Junsu, give out a deep groan coming from back of his throat.
He slowly slipped out of Junsu’s abused hole, a rush of semen following suit.
Looking at Junsu, he was covered in sweat and semen. He never looked more debauched and beautiful.
Moving Junsu to his side, and being careful of his leg, he gathered him into his arms. Letting there be no empty space between them, he put Junsu’s back to his chest, and placing his chin on the top of Junsu’s head. He kissed the top of his head and said, “I love you hyung.”
Junsu smiled and held onto Taecyeon’s arms crossed over his own chest, “I love you too.”