{Fiction - YooSu} The Mighty Red Manicured Pimp Hand 8
Title: The Mighty Red Manicured Pimp Hand
Author: egoisticfreak
Paring: YooSu, JaeMinHo
Genre: Crack, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 8/20
Beta: lady_shira32
Summary: Pimp Yoochun went to his favorite strip club and his BFF dropped him something about a heavenly ass stripper. When he saw him dance his ass out of heaven, the pimp decided to use every power on his PIMP hand to get the heavenly ass...
B/N: OMG!!!! SU DID THE HELICOPTER!!!! KYAAAAA!!!!~
A/N: Yes...Su should be better than ze pimp…tsk…tsk…
Chapter 8 - Straight Away
“Something is up,” concluded the pimp. He caressed his cheeks and interlaced his fingers with him.
Junsu held his breath for a moment then let go of the pimp’s grip. He continued to walk towards the back entrance of MAZE, the pimp following closely behind. Yoochun was freakin’ worried over his divine rear, seriously, no fuckin’ jokes about this. He stopped when Junsu exited MAZE, and followed him after he made sure Junsu didn’t notice his presence. Fortunately, he was still in his range of sight. He ran after him and caught him by the elbow.
“Bitch- I mean, Junsu, what’s wrong?” Yoochun asked with troubled eyes.
Junsu remained silent, so the pimp just dragged him to the opposite direction and forced him inside his black Audi. “Damn, why on earth aren’t you talking at all? You know you can tell me anything,” said the pimp.
Not a word came out of Junsu. The pimp sighed and started the engine. He drove fast back to his to the direction of his suite located five blocks away from Junsu’s house.
A minute into the drive and Su finally let out a sigh and he slumped on his seat. He didn’t know what else to do other than run away from that strange man in the dark. “It’s weird,” he thought. “Why am I with this guy right now? I don’t even…or … I …”
The car stopped and Junsu let out a little squeak. The pimp finally let out what’s in his mind.
”Junsu, you’re staying with me tonight, whether you like it or not. Don’t worry, I won’t -”
“I’ll stay,” interrupted Junsu.
“Oh, okay.” The pimp was caught off guard by the sudden response. He was expecting the usual flailing and bitch slapping of his bootylicious angel. The instantaneous response he got unnerved him, his perverted mind concocting images of Su sprawled gloriously on his bed. He mentally slapped himself for thinking dirty about him when he knows something was scaring the shiz out of him. He sighed and said, “I’ve been telling you that you can tell me anything, right?”
“Yeah,” Junsu answered, still looking outside the window.
“I’m curious and -”
“Would you able to kill someone for me?” Junsu cut in.
“Yes, of course. Who do you think you’re talking to?” Yoochun replied with pimp dignity, eyeing Junsu the whole time.
A small smirk appeared on Junsu’s face and he turned around to latch his lips to the pimp’s. He kissed forcefully and ravished him like there’s no tomorrow. Then, he stopped abruptly and locked gazes with Yoochun. “I’m just kidding.”
“I’ll repeat. Something is up,” told the pimp while fondling Junsu’s hair.
Junsu sighed in defeat. “I’ll tell you after I get what I want.”
“And what is it that you want?” quizzed the pimp.
Junsu kissed him again, gently now.
“This.”
He touched Yoochun’s face and slid his fingers down to his neck and traced the very appetizing collarbone, down to his chest, and his hands stopped over his pants. He licked his lower lip and kneeled on the passenger seat, bending his body towards Yoochun’s and closing the space between them. It looked uncomfortable, but they hardly bothered with inconvenient position, absolutely consumed with lust..
“So, where did we left off?” Junsu teased the pimp.
Pleasure rose from Yoochun’s spine and he couldn’t defy the heavenly ass’s request. He held Junsu’s waist and seated Su on his lap and continued tasting his sweet plump lips. He savored Junsu taste and felt fire igniting all over. Junsu angled his head towards the side and Yoochun had to control himself and not insert his tongue inside Junsu, to show a little affection and desire.
Junsu noticed Yoochun’s tender kisses, so he opened the pimp’s top and teasingly caressed and fondled his chest. He intently ran his fingers over Yoochun’s nipples making the latter tense in gratification. Being excited even more, he ground his hips down to Yoochun’s and both groaned in exaltation.
The kiss wasn’t supposed to stop, but the pimp pulled away. Junsu wanted to bitch slap him for that.
“We need to do this somewhere more comfortable,” Yoochun suggested when he saw Su’s pouting crimson lips. He licked it. “I promise you it’ll be better.”
Junsu looked away and went back to his seat, pout still gracing his lips. Yoochun started the engine and drove back to The Palace, an establishment owned by the pimp and the place where he currently resides.
After five excruciating minutes of driving, they’ve finally reached The Palace. He parked it in front of the building and handed the keys to the valet and hailed Junsu inside. They walked steadily despite the strong urge to make out in the lobby. They finally rode the private elevator, heading straight up to the top floor.
Inside the elevator, neither moved until Junsu let out his breath and pressed himself to Yoochun. “I have to get what I want now.” He went down on his knees and unzipped the pimp’s pants. He began the mouth congress. Yoochun relaxed and allowed his heavenly ass to do his own thing. He’ll just have him later. “L-goddess of my clan, give me patience,” he prayed under his breath and snickered at the sudden thought.
Junsu started to lick it like ice cream, a chocolate flavored one, his favorite. He held its base in one hand and used his tongue blade in licking the shaft up and down and around the base. He slightly kissed it and gently swirled his tongue on the slip of the pimp’s hardened cane. He decided to go to the next level and played with the pimp’s balls while holding the shaft on the other hand. The pimp raked his hands through Junsu’s hair, showing his pleasure, while the latter finally opened his mouth and took in the pimp. Junsu bobbed his head and moved his mouth around. He deliberately scraped his teeth on the skin which made the pimp moan in the greasiest way. He continued these ministrations until the pimp’s body tensed.
“J-Junsu-ah! I’m gonna…”
Junsu ignored him. He knows he was about to come and when he did, Su swallowed every drop of the pimp juice. It tasted sweet for a guy who smokes and drinks alcohol. He licked his lips and cleaned up his leftover mess in Yoochun’s now semi-limp little one with his ever dandy tongue.
The elevator reached the topmost floor, just in time for them to finish cleaning up. The sliding doors opened and Yoochun led the way to the only door in the floor. It’s obvious that it was the pimp’s domain. He fixed his coat and pimp hat and took out the keycard from his pocket. He opened the door and swayed his pimp hand to direct Junsu inside the suite.
The suite, in Junsu’s perception, is the most naked room he has ever been in. Everything was made of glass. It’s different from the last time. He remembered the shiny wooden walls from before, but now all he can see is glass, from the walls to the windows. At least the ceiling wasn’t made of glass. It feels absurd to be in this type of place.
Yoochun noticed Junsu’s eyes go over the entire place and plainly said, “This is one of the highest buildings in Vegas. I’ve let Bijae design this place for my entertainment.” He walked behind Junsu and licked his ear and whispered, “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll go get us something to drink.” He touched Junsu’s cheek and slid it down his back to squeeze his oh-so-divine-fuckable-ass.
The heavenly ass bit his lower lip and let out a small groan. He wanted the pimp to do that again but he already got out of the room. He looked around the entire suite and made his way to the bedroom. Upon entering the room, he was awed by the size of the bed. It’s a double king-sized bed. The images flashed in his mind and it was juicy. Without further adieu, he made himself comfortable on the pimp’s bed. The fuckin’ sheets were way too comfortable for him, and damn it’s furry! Poor thing, it’ll be destroyed later. He laid his ass on the comfy sheets and turned to his side, his god-given ass jutting out, facing the door.
Yoochun looked for Junsu and was surprised by the ass facing his bedroom door. He slowly went inside the bedroom and placed the bottle of vodka and bucket of ice on the bedside table. He joined him and traced the outline of his side. Junsu turned around when he felt the pimp’s fingers on him. He smiled his so-called innocent smile and the pimp planted a forceful kiss on him, landing on top of Junsu. He didn’t waste any time and opened the divine rear’s top and toss it on the floor. He nuzzled his neck and decided to have a lick fest on his neck, biting and leaving marks. A trail of saliva was left from Junsu’s neck down to his abdomen. The pimp stopped and discarded Su’s pants on the floor along with his top.
Junsu panted when the pimp played with his almond rock, making his toes curl with pleasure. He avenged himself from what happened in the elevator and imitated what his divine rear did. His pimp smirk grew wider when Junsu’s sex voice enveloped the room. As sadistic as he was, he didn’t want Su to come yet, so he stopped when he knew his beloved fuckass was nearing euphoria. He grinned when he saw the unsatisfied look on Junsu’s face.
“Babe, I’ll take it slow. It’s more pleasurable this way,” he whispered hotly, voice low and husky. He looked on the heavenly ass, fully naked now. “It’s hot in here. Let me make it low.”
Junsu didn’t understand what Yoochun said. He jumped when he felt a cold sensation on his sides going up to his neck. The pimp was using ice to trace the outlines of his body and it tickled his sensitive parts. He moaned in intense pleasure and scratched Chunnie’s exposed chest. The pimp continued to stimulate the divine rear’s skin and licked the trails that the ice left off, replacing the cold sensation with the hot temperature of his tongue. The darn ice touched the fuckin’ sensitive nipple and Junsu cannot help but grunt in pleasure.
Yoochun teased the nipple even more with the nice freezing and electrifying feel as he nibbled and licked it. He smirked at the sounds of delight embracing the entire room.
“Yoochun… ahhh…fuck..stop it!” groaned Junsu when the pimp bit his skin.
Both of them laid on the bed and held each other closely, their arms and thighs entangled. Junsu slightly rubbed himself on the pimp. It made Yoochun excited and made him temporarily forget that he wanted to please the heavenly in the slowest possible way, hell, he’s being a hypocrite on that. He sat up and turned Junsu around; the latter consensually complied and stuck out his squishy rear. The pimp kneaded the ass like dough and stood up to undress himself completely. It made Junsu melt to see the gorgeous body of the pimp. He took a tube from his bedside and squeezed some of its content to his fingers. He went back to his position and entered one finger on Su’s entrance. He heard him whimper so he lagged it a little, only inserting the second finger when his divine rear’s muscles relaxed. He slid it in and out in a slow rhythmic pace.
When the third finger has entered, the pimp heard, “Yoochun, I’m seriously impatient. NOW!!!”
The pimp wanted to savor it more but he couldn’t help but answer Junsu’s wish. He licked the puckered entrance and finally let himself in. He thrust himself hard and forceful, rocking Junsu’s body to insanity. It’s ironic how he started it slow, and now his ramming himself in like there’s no tomorrow.
“Ahhh..~,” was the only sound that came out from the heavenly ass.
Yoochun grunted more as he pushed himself in and out. The poor bed creaked with his powerful thrusts.
Yoochun sat on his own ass while pulling Junsu on his lap, still thrusting. Junsu slightly bent and moved his booty in unison with the pimp. He bit his lip when his walls felt every flaming hot friction. This bastard made him rock his body with him even more. His strokes were overwhelming his senses, but he still continued meeting his thrusts. Lust was threatening to overflow, and he knew the zenith of this moment will soon come.
The pimp held Junsu’s waist for a little support while driving himself to the peak of ecstasy. A few more thrusts and both came to their blissful moments. Junsu felt that the pimp spilled his milt on his walls and felt the sultry texture lacing his insides.
He turned around to face Yoochun without letting his junior out of his A-hole. The friction was too delicious that he wanted more. Yoochun stretched his legs and the divine rear sat on it. He supported his yummy bum with his pimp hand while the other supported his back. Junsu put his left arm around the pimp’s neck and traced his collarbones with the other. He kissed and licked him down to what he’s tracing and bit it a little.
“You know, you’re still inside me, bastard,” Junsu commented as he continued to bite and leave marks. The marks were quite many and in broad rows of each other. {This is called the biting of the boar if I remember…XD} The pimp didn’t mind the bites. It’s just way too NIRVANIC.
Junsu finished ravishing the delicious collarbone and said, “One thing…the bed is broken…” He pointed out when he heard the bed make a creaking sound and its legs collapsing down on the floor..
Yoochun smirked and said in a fuckin’ greasy voice, “Still up for another round? Let’s go to the other room.”
“Fine, but I’m topping this time,” he said as he pushed the pimp away and off to bed.
~~
The two of them raced to the other room and both fell on the bed with the heavenly ass on top of the pimp. Junsu pinned him down with harsh kisses and lapped him up like a dog. He attacked his favorite spots: the ear down to the clavicle. He knows that it will hurt the bejeezus out of him, but he didn’t care at all. He inserted Pimp Jr. in his “bronze eyes” and let the pimp moan and writhe on his “flat” ass.
Both of them held hands and Junsu swiveled his hips to ride the pimp. Junsu let go of the pimp and slightly changed his angle. He placed his hand on the pimp’s chest and continued to ride him while he was turning around. He made his movements even faster once he faced away from the pimp; his ass was all Yoochun could see. The pimp can’t help himself and slapped it while it’s moving. The penetration was euphoric and the rotation created a different feel for the two.
As the continuation of strokes got harder and deeper, he felt even more exhilarated whenever the blood-breaker hit his sweet spot.
“Damn, I can’t get enough of this, ahhh…” he said while clawing Yoochun’s legs.
With both bodies heated and reaching the pinnacle of exhaustion, they crashed back to the sheets and held each ‘til dawn came.
~~
I made clean since I haven't written dirty for quite some time. Don't hate me for this fail! XD. Comments are still loved whether good or bitch!
ahahaha XDXDXD. Let's pimp it next time. This is so random of me! XD
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Author: egoisticfreak
Paring: YooSu, JaeMinHo
Genre: Crack, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 8/20
Beta: lady_shira32
Summary: Pimp Yoochun went to his favorite strip club and his BFF dropped him something about a heavenly ass stripper. When he saw him dance his ass out of heaven, the pimp decided to use every power on his PIMP hand to get the heavenly ass...
B/N: OMG!!!! SU DID THE HELICOPTER!!!! KYAAAAA!!!!~
A/N: Yes...Su should be better than ze pimp…tsk…tsk…
Chapter 8 - Straight Away
“Something is up,” concluded the pimp. He caressed his cheeks and interlaced his fingers with him.
Junsu held his breath for a moment then let go of the pimp’s grip. He continued to walk towards the back entrance of MAZE, the pimp following closely behind. Yoochun was freakin’ worried over his divine rear, seriously, no fuckin’ jokes about this. He stopped when Junsu exited MAZE, and followed him after he made sure Junsu didn’t notice his presence. Fortunately, he was still in his range of sight. He ran after him and caught him by the elbow.
“Bitch- I mean, Junsu, what’s wrong?” Yoochun asked with troubled eyes.
Junsu remained silent, so the pimp just dragged him to the opposite direction and forced him inside his black Audi. “Damn, why on earth aren’t you talking at all? You know you can tell me anything,” said the pimp.
Not a word came out of Junsu. The pimp sighed and started the engine. He drove fast back to his to the direction of his suite located five blocks away from Junsu’s house.
A minute into the drive and Su finally let out a sigh and he slumped on his seat. He didn’t know what else to do other than run away from that strange man in the dark. “It’s weird,” he thought. “Why am I with this guy right now? I don’t even…or … I …”
The car stopped and Junsu let out a little squeak. The pimp finally let out what’s in his mind.
”Junsu, you’re staying with me tonight, whether you like it or not. Don’t worry, I won’t -”
“I’ll stay,” interrupted Junsu.
“Oh, okay.” The pimp was caught off guard by the sudden response. He was expecting the usual flailing and bitch slapping of his bootylicious angel. The instantaneous response he got unnerved him, his perverted mind concocting images of Su sprawled gloriously on his bed. He mentally slapped himself for thinking dirty about him when he knows something was scaring the shiz out of him. He sighed and said, “I’ve been telling you that you can tell me anything, right?”
“Yeah,” Junsu answered, still looking outside the window.
“I’m curious and -”
“Would you able to kill someone for me?” Junsu cut in.
“Yes, of course. Who do you think you’re talking to?” Yoochun replied with pimp dignity, eyeing Junsu the whole time.
A small smirk appeared on Junsu’s face and he turned around to latch his lips to the pimp’s. He kissed forcefully and ravished him like there’s no tomorrow. Then, he stopped abruptly and locked gazes with Yoochun. “I’m just kidding.”
“I’ll repeat. Something is up,” told the pimp while fondling Junsu’s hair.
Junsu sighed in defeat. “I’ll tell you after I get what I want.”
“And what is it that you want?” quizzed the pimp.
Junsu kissed him again, gently now.
“This.”
He touched Yoochun’s face and slid his fingers down to his neck and traced the very appetizing collarbone, down to his chest, and his hands stopped over his pants. He licked his lower lip and kneeled on the passenger seat, bending his body towards Yoochun’s and closing the space between them. It looked uncomfortable, but they hardly bothered with inconvenient position, absolutely consumed with lust..
“So, where did we left off?” Junsu teased the pimp.
Pleasure rose from Yoochun’s spine and he couldn’t defy the heavenly ass’s request. He held Junsu’s waist and seated Su on his lap and continued tasting his sweet plump lips. He savored Junsu taste and felt fire igniting all over. Junsu angled his head towards the side and Yoochun had to control himself and not insert his tongue inside Junsu, to show a little affection and desire.
Junsu noticed Yoochun’s tender kisses, so he opened the pimp’s top and teasingly caressed and fondled his chest. He intently ran his fingers over Yoochun’s nipples making the latter tense in gratification. Being excited even more, he ground his hips down to Yoochun’s and both groaned in exaltation.
The kiss wasn’t supposed to stop, but the pimp pulled away. Junsu wanted to bitch slap him for that.
“We need to do this somewhere more comfortable,” Yoochun suggested when he saw Su’s pouting crimson lips. He licked it. “I promise you it’ll be better.”
Junsu looked away and went back to his seat, pout still gracing his lips. Yoochun started the engine and drove back to The Palace, an establishment owned by the pimp and the place where he currently resides.
After five excruciating minutes of driving, they’ve finally reached The Palace. He parked it in front of the building and handed the keys to the valet and hailed Junsu inside. They walked steadily despite the strong urge to make out in the lobby. They finally rode the private elevator, heading straight up to the top floor.
Inside the elevator, neither moved until Junsu let out his breath and pressed himself to Yoochun. “I have to get what I want now.” He went down on his knees and unzipped the pimp’s pants. He began the mouth congress. Yoochun relaxed and allowed his heavenly ass to do his own thing. He’ll just have him later. “L-goddess of my clan, give me patience,” he prayed under his breath and snickered at the sudden thought.
Junsu started to lick it like ice cream, a chocolate flavored one, his favorite. He held its base in one hand and used his tongue blade in licking the shaft up and down and around the base. He slightly kissed it and gently swirled his tongue on the slip of the pimp’s hardened cane. He decided to go to the next level and played with the pimp’s balls while holding the shaft on the other hand. The pimp raked his hands through Junsu’s hair, showing his pleasure, while the latter finally opened his mouth and took in the pimp. Junsu bobbed his head and moved his mouth around. He deliberately scraped his teeth on the skin which made the pimp moan in the greasiest way. He continued these ministrations until the pimp’s body tensed.
“J-Junsu-ah! I’m gonna…”
Junsu ignored him. He knows he was about to come and when he did, Su swallowed every drop of the pimp juice. It tasted sweet for a guy who smokes and drinks alcohol. He licked his lips and cleaned up his leftover mess in Yoochun’s now semi-limp little one with his ever dandy tongue.
The elevator reached the topmost floor, just in time for them to finish cleaning up. The sliding doors opened and Yoochun led the way to the only door in the floor. It’s obvious that it was the pimp’s domain. He fixed his coat and pimp hat and took out the keycard from his pocket. He opened the door and swayed his pimp hand to direct Junsu inside the suite.
The suite, in Junsu’s perception, is the most naked room he has ever been in. Everything was made of glass. It’s different from the last time. He remembered the shiny wooden walls from before, but now all he can see is glass, from the walls to the windows. At least the ceiling wasn’t made of glass. It feels absurd to be in this type of place.
Yoochun noticed Junsu’s eyes go over the entire place and plainly said, “This is one of the highest buildings in Vegas. I’ve let Bijae design this place for my entertainment.” He walked behind Junsu and licked his ear and whispered, “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll go get us something to drink.” He touched Junsu’s cheek and slid it down his back to squeeze his oh-so-divine-fuckable-ass.
The heavenly ass bit his lower lip and let out a small groan. He wanted the pimp to do that again but he already got out of the room. He looked around the entire suite and made his way to the bedroom. Upon entering the room, he was awed by the size of the bed. It’s a double king-sized bed. The images flashed in his mind and it was juicy. Without further adieu, he made himself comfortable on the pimp’s bed. The fuckin’ sheets were way too comfortable for him, and damn it’s furry! Poor thing, it’ll be destroyed later. He laid his ass on the comfy sheets and turned to his side, his god-given ass jutting out, facing the door.
Yoochun looked for Junsu and was surprised by the ass facing his bedroom door. He slowly went inside the bedroom and placed the bottle of vodka and bucket of ice on the bedside table. He joined him and traced the outline of his side. Junsu turned around when he felt the pimp’s fingers on him. He smiled his so-called innocent smile and the pimp planted a forceful kiss on him, landing on top of Junsu. He didn’t waste any time and opened the divine rear’s top and toss it on the floor. He nuzzled his neck and decided to have a lick fest on his neck, biting and leaving marks. A trail of saliva was left from Junsu’s neck down to his abdomen. The pimp stopped and discarded Su’s pants on the floor along with his top.
Junsu panted when the pimp played with his almond rock, making his toes curl with pleasure. He avenged himself from what happened in the elevator and imitated what his divine rear did. His pimp smirk grew wider when Junsu’s sex voice enveloped the room. As sadistic as he was, he didn’t want Su to come yet, so he stopped when he knew his beloved fuckass was nearing euphoria. He grinned when he saw the unsatisfied look on Junsu’s face.
“Babe, I’ll take it slow. It’s more pleasurable this way,” he whispered hotly, voice low and husky. He looked on the heavenly ass, fully naked now. “It’s hot in here. Let me make it low.”
Junsu didn’t understand what Yoochun said. He jumped when he felt a cold sensation on his sides going up to his neck. The pimp was using ice to trace the outlines of his body and it tickled his sensitive parts. He moaned in intense pleasure and scratched Chunnie’s exposed chest. The pimp continued to stimulate the divine rear’s skin and licked the trails that the ice left off, replacing the cold sensation with the hot temperature of his tongue. The darn ice touched the fuckin’ sensitive nipple and Junsu cannot help but grunt in pleasure.
Yoochun teased the nipple even more with the nice freezing and electrifying feel as he nibbled and licked it. He smirked at the sounds of delight embracing the entire room.
“Yoochun… ahhh…fuck..stop it!” groaned Junsu when the pimp bit his skin.
Both of them laid on the bed and held each other closely, their arms and thighs entangled. Junsu slightly rubbed himself on the pimp. It made Yoochun excited and made him temporarily forget that he wanted to please the heavenly in the slowest possible way, hell, he’s being a hypocrite on that. He sat up and turned Junsu around; the latter consensually complied and stuck out his squishy rear. The pimp kneaded the ass like dough and stood up to undress himself completely. It made Junsu melt to see the gorgeous body of the pimp. He took a tube from his bedside and squeezed some of its content to his fingers. He went back to his position and entered one finger on Su’s entrance. He heard him whimper so he lagged it a little, only inserting the second finger when his divine rear’s muscles relaxed. He slid it in and out in a slow rhythmic pace.
When the third finger has entered, the pimp heard, “Yoochun, I’m seriously impatient. NOW!!!”
The pimp wanted to savor it more but he couldn’t help but answer Junsu’s wish. He licked the puckered entrance and finally let himself in. He thrust himself hard and forceful, rocking Junsu’s body to insanity. It’s ironic how he started it slow, and now his ramming himself in like there’s no tomorrow.
“Ahhh..~,” was the only sound that came out from the heavenly ass.
Yoochun grunted more as he pushed himself in and out. The poor bed creaked with his powerful thrusts.
Yoochun sat on his own ass while pulling Junsu on his lap, still thrusting. Junsu slightly bent and moved his booty in unison with the pimp. He bit his lip when his walls felt every flaming hot friction. This bastard made him rock his body with him even more. His strokes were overwhelming his senses, but he still continued meeting his thrusts. Lust was threatening to overflow, and he knew the zenith of this moment will soon come.
The pimp held Junsu’s waist for a little support while driving himself to the peak of ecstasy. A few more thrusts and both came to their blissful moments. Junsu felt that the pimp spilled his milt on his walls and felt the sultry texture lacing his insides.
He turned around to face Yoochun without letting his junior out of his A-hole. The friction was too delicious that he wanted more. Yoochun stretched his legs and the divine rear sat on it. He supported his yummy bum with his pimp hand while the other supported his back. Junsu put his left arm around the pimp’s neck and traced his collarbones with the other. He kissed and licked him down to what he’s tracing and bit it a little.
“You know, you’re still inside me, bastard,” Junsu commented as he continued to bite and leave marks. The marks were quite many and in broad rows of each other. {This is called the biting of the boar if I remember…XD} The pimp didn’t mind the bites. It’s just way too NIRVANIC.
Junsu finished ravishing the delicious collarbone and said, “One thing…the bed is broken…” He pointed out when he heard the bed make a creaking sound and its legs collapsing down on the floor..
Yoochun smirked and said in a fuckin’ greasy voice, “Still up for another round? Let’s go to the other room.”
“Fine, but I’m topping this time,” he said as he pushed the pimp away and off to bed.
~~
The two of them raced to the other room and both fell on the bed with the heavenly ass on top of the pimp. Junsu pinned him down with harsh kisses and lapped him up like a dog. He attacked his favorite spots: the ear down to the clavicle. He knows that it will hurt the bejeezus out of him, but he didn’t care at all. He inserted Pimp Jr. in his “bronze eyes” and let the pimp moan and writhe on his “flat” ass.
Both of them held hands and Junsu swiveled his hips to ride the pimp. Junsu let go of the pimp and slightly changed his angle. He placed his hand on the pimp’s chest and continued to ride him while he was turning around. He made his movements even faster once he faced away from the pimp; his ass was all Yoochun could see. The pimp can’t help himself and slapped it while it’s moving. The penetration was euphoric and the rotation created a different feel for the two.
As the continuation of strokes got harder and deeper, he felt even more exhilarated whenever the blood-breaker hit his sweet spot.
“Damn, I can’t get enough of this, ahhh…” he said while clawing Yoochun’s legs.
With both bodies heated and reaching the pinnacle of exhaustion, they crashed back to the sheets and held each ‘til dawn came.
~~
I made clean since I haven't written dirty for quite some time. Don't hate me for this fail! XD. Comments are still loved whether good or bitch!
ahahaha XDXDXD. Let's pimp it next time. This is so random of me! XD
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