Welcome to PCU! (Episode 5 - Myungsoo)
Title: Welcome to PCU! (Pleasure Cruise University)
Author: leejaehwa7
Fandom: BEAST/Infinite/Big Bang/MBLAQ/Block B/SHINee/more
Couples: BEAST/OT6, Woohyun/Sunggyu, Myungsoo/Sungyeol/Sungjong, Joon/Mir, Zico/Kyung, Jonghyun/Key, GD/TOP, more
Chapters: 5/?
Rating: NC-17 (mostly)
Disclaimer: I don’t own these lovely guys but the plot is definitely concocted by my pervy mind ^_^
Summary:Pleasure Cruise University (PCU) is an all boys school on the sea that specifically caters to the wealthy elites of society. The school provides the perfect place for males with healthy sex drives, who wish to have fun before entering into family businesses. The school may seem like a playground for adults, but it teaches something more than outsiders can ever understand.
A/N: Another Episode. This one is all MyunYeol because it was getting long and detailed and I'm tired and I wanted to post something before I get down to my school work. So much to do this year >_<
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Episode 5
Myungsoo’s CAM:
Our first week at PCU flew by in a rush. Maybe it’s the feel of a new environment, meeting new people, or simply the idea of actually being fascinated with all the events going on around me that causes time to pass by so quickly. Everyday something fresh and exciting happens, and best of all I get to share them with Sungyeol. Deciding to go to this university was probably one of the best decisions we made together.
Normally Sungyeol and I stay in our own little world because not many people are accepting of our relationship. Being together was never something we felt we should hide. After we told our parents, they attempted to threaten us with mentions of disinheritance, but that did nothing to deter us from being together. Eventually our families decided to ignore our relationship as opposed to causing a commotion by disowning us, while exposing us to the public. I guess they cared more about saving face and what the public thinks, than how we feel. Either way, Sungyeol and I get to be together; that’s all that really matters to me.
Even though it shouldn’t be, we find it amusing how our families gives us these looks of disgust when we are together at each other’s homes. What’s even funnier are the comments Sungyeol’s mom makes in regards to me. On more than one account she said something along the lines of, “At least our Sungyeol found someone handsome and wealthy.” Sungyeol always acts annoyed and asks if that’s all his mom cares about. I find it endearing when he argues about all the other things there is to love about me, which surprises her even more because it shows he’s serious.
Actually, he is much more different now than when we first got together. He was a lot more immature and hesitant in the beginning, probably because he has an inferiority complex when it comes to being with me. He ridiculously thinks he not beautiful enough to be with me. Even more he doesn’t believe me when I tell him he’s the most beautiful person I’ve ever met. But he’s matured greatly. He still has that childish side that comes out every once in a while, and I love every bit of him.
Like now for instance, he is pouting because he has to go to class and I don’t. “Why did I sign up for this stupid Just Desserts class? And why does it have to be in the afternoon on a Friday?”
“You liked the idea of eating as being your class assignment?” I suggested mockingly. Giving him a smirk, I smacked his behind and scolded him. “Stop whining and just go to class already. Think about when you get to use me as part of the homework assignments.”
A smile spread across his face as he pinched my cheek before retreating in the opposite direction. “I’ll remember that Kim Myungsoo,” he called out.
I laughed and rubbed my cheek. He’s such a baby sometimes, but he’s my baby. And now I had some time to waste until Sungyeol gets out of class. Remembering I had some supplies to buy for one of my classes, I made my way to one of the school stores. Surprisingly I found our youngest roommate browsing the section I needed to buy items from as well. He seemed completely focused on the task at hand and didn’t notice when I came up behind him. Grabbing his waist, I startled him out of his trance.
He turned to me, face flushed with annoyance. “Don’t do that,” he complained.
“Sorry,” I mumbled, patting his head before turning to the wall of shelves. I could feel him glancing towards me before eyeing the merchandise once more. After the third glance I finally asked, “Do you need some assistance?”
He quickly waved his hands and shook his head. “No, no. I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?” I wondered, leaning in to whisper, “Have you ever used one of these? I mean, since you’re a virgin and all.”
His face grew increasingly redder as he pushed me away in embarrassment. “It’s not funny,” he pouted.
“Okay, I’m sorry,” I said trying to appease Sungjong. “But seriously, would you like some help? I can at least give you my opinion.”
He sighed and nodded in response still a bit embarrassed about the situation. Sungjong and I were in Pleasing Yourself together, so I knew exactly why he was standing here flustered as he tries to pick out the list of supplies our professor gave us on the first day. They ranged from anal beads to vibrators and right now Sungjong was standing before a large assortment of the latter. He turned towards me, crossing his arms while waiting for my suggestions.
“Well, since you don’t have much experience, I suggest something small and sleek. When it comes to vibrators, size doesn’t really matter for the pleasure aspect.” I handed him an option off the shelf for him to consider, as I continued looking around for one myself.
“What about you?” he wondered. “You say size doesn’t matter, but how big do you really like it?”
His question caught me by surprise. I smiled grabbing a purple penis-shaped vibrator off the shelf that was larger than the one I had given to him. “I’m not going to tell you how much I can handle,” I teased before moving past him to another area of the shop. “Honestly it depends on how I feel at the time anyways.”
We were in the dildo section now. I pointed Sungjong to a shelf and told him it was probably best for him to pick from there, but it was up to him if he wants to go bigger. He shrugged and grabbed one that was baby blue. I grabbed one a size larger that was bright pink, Sungyeol’s favorite color. I would have to get him to help me break in later.
Taking Sunjong’s arm, I pulled him to the opposite side of the shop that contained beads and plugs. His eyes grew wide at the size of some of the plugs. “There is no way I’m ever getting that in my ass,” he announced shocked.
Chuckling, I placed my arm around his shoulder. “Sweetie, you would be surprised at what you are capable of.”
This time he didn’t need my guidance and simply went for the smallest option possible; same with choosing what set of beads he wanted. His shyness was slowly slipping away as we made our way through the shop looking at different sex toys and pleasure devices. He asked me if I had ever tried some things, but most of the time I replied, “Never had the opportunity.”
We came to a shelf of penis sleeves, some even vibrated. They were on our list of supplies as well. Sungjong curiously picked up one of the boxes and giggled. “The opening is shaped like a vagina.” He shoved it in my face excitedly.
I laughed at his amusement pushing the box away. “You do know that some guys on this ship like girls right?”
He nodded still examining the product. “I know, but the percentage is really low. Like fifteen or something.”
“I wonder if it’s weird for them to be surrounded by so many guys who swing the other way?” It was a rhetorical question that Sungjong only shrugged in reply to. Eventually he chose a vibrating sleeve that had an opening shaped like a mouth, once he was over the whole vagina thing. I did the same and we made our way to check out.
Upon exiting the shop, Sungjong jumped in front of me stopping me in my tracks. “Let’s get some ice cream,” he exclaimed. Before I could speak, he grabbed my arm and started dragging me towards the south end of the deck. “There’s this really cute shop that I want to try.”
“Fine, fine,” I repeated going along with him. “You are just as bad as Sungyeol when he wants something sweet.”
We approached the shop to find there were only two customers inside. The shops walls were alternating strips of white and blue. The seats came in an array of colors and designs. At first look, the decorations seemed to be thrown together in a clashing mess, but upon further inspection each seat represented a different flavor of ice cream. The tables and counters themselves were a pearly white, polished to perfection. The far wall was half covered in containers of scoop candy; choices for any possible craving whether it is sweet, sour, chewy, crunchy, or hard.
The ice cream freezer display contained almost sixty flavors to choose from. Sungjong and I strolled past the display taking in all of the colors and options. I quickly decided on an old time favorite of cookies and cream in a cup. Sungjong on the other hand was too indecisive to just choose one flavor so he got a variety bowl with blueberry, chocolate marshmallow swirl, mint chocolate chip, and strawberry cheesecake all drizzled in chocolate syrup with whipped cream and a cherry to top. Looking at the concoction, I wondered how all of that would taste together.
Either way, we took a seat in the booth that looked like an explosion of cotton candy. Sungjong’s bowl was a monster compared to my small single scoop one. I nibbled on my ice cream as he began to devour his, licking the whipped cream off his spoon in a very sensual manner. Ice cream toppings always bring back happy memories for me.
“So L,” Sungjong began swallowing his mouthful of blueberry ice cream. “Can I ask you something personal?” Taking another bite of my cookies and cream, I gave him a small nod. He smiled and continued boldly. “What was your first time like?”
His curiosity about the subject amused me. He stared at me wide eyed in expectancy. “Do you really want to know?” I smirked glancing down at his bowl of slowly melting ice cream.
“Tell me,” he whined.
Reaching over I dipped my finger in the whipped cream and chocolate syrup, bringing it to my lips and sucking it clean before diving into my story. “I guess I will start from the beginning.”
I met Sungyeol after my parents moved forcing me to transfer schools in the middle of my junior year. My quiet demeanor and almost constant scowl was enough to keep everyone away from me, but not him. Sungyeol boldly approached me on the first day after class was over and introduced himself. I didn’t think much of this tall, chubby cheeked, class clown. He talked way too much and no matter how much I ignored him he just wouldn’t leave me alone.
After a week of his constant attention, I finally confronted him. “What do you want from me?”
His paused in his speech most likely shocked at my speaking. Smiling he tilted his head and replied, “Friendship.”
We watched each other curiously waiting to see if either would speak. It was as if a silent agreement passed between us and I decided that day that Sungyeol could be a part of my life. I was already getting used to his mindless rambling anyways. But it took a few months for me to realize that I liked Sungyeol more than I wanted to admit.
Again he was the first to make a move. We were at my house watching a movie in the theater room. The moment itself is laughable because he was fighting we me trying to get the bag of popcorn I was keeping out of his reach. He leaned over the armrest and across my seat extending his arm for the snack. Before I knew it his lips were against mine long enough to disorient me and grab the popcorn.
He grinned as if nothing had happened and returned to watching the movie while munching on his prize. I couldn’t shake the feeling of his soft lips against mine. Unconsciously, I began tracing my lips with my fingers trying to understand the burst of emotion rising within me. Sungyeol noticed my apprehension and reached over to pull my hand away from my mouth. While lacing our fingers together, he gave me a toothy grin before turning once again to the movie playing on the screen before us. The only things I could focus on was the way his fingers flexed and relaxed around my hand each time he laughed and the balmy feeling created by our combined body heat. Even after the show was over, he didn’t release my hand as we walked back to my bedroom to hangout before he had to return home. This feeling was new and pleasant. I didn’t want it to end because it was the first time I felt connected to anything or anyone. Sungyeol had suddenly brought me back to earth and grounded me with his presence.
Even though he had confidently made the first moves, something within Sungyeol began to show through, his insecurities. And again for the first time, he helped me experience another new feeling. It was the first time in my life that anyone actually needed me. I loved that he could come to me to discuss his problems and worries. I loved that he leaned on me for support. He brought me out of the protective shell I had long ago created to keep from being hurt. I know it sounds clichéd but Sungyeol changed my life drastically.
We had been dating a few months before we told our parents about our relationship. They overreacted but ended up learning to deal with it. Our next monumental event didn’t occur until winter break of our senior year. The school offered a class trip to a hot springs for some stress free relaxation time. Naturally Sungyeol and I shared a room. We spent most of the trip together, occasionally going out with some of the other classmates, but we preferred to spend our time with just the two of us.
Sungyeol and I had just spent a while making out in one of the private hot springs. We were both overheated and wished to cool off just a bit. Sungyeol had the bright idea to order a large bowl of ice cream with toppings on the side so we could decorate it ourselves. He always complains that the toppings were never proportioned the way he wants them. In reality, he likes to drown his ice cream in chocolate syrup while sparingly sprinkling the fruit and other toppings. In the end, all anyone can taste is the chocolate syrup.
Everything was going well until Sungyeol opened the chocolate syrup bottle to have it overflow down his hand. As opposed to wiping it off and wasting the tasty liquid, he began licking his fingers. I watched entranced as his tongue flicked up his palm and across his fingertips trying to stop the sticky topping from trailing further down his hand. The show was probably more sensual that he realized and before I could think twice I reached out and took his hand in mine, bringing his fingers to my mouth to enjoy the taste as well.
He stood before me frozen, watching intently as I sucked an entire finger in my mouth. I had definitely caught his attention. I moved to his middle and ring finger, sliding them in my mouth and grazing my teeth along the underside of them as I scraped them clean of the liquid chocolate. I used my tongue to lick between the fingers feeling him shiver and sigh. Moving to his pinky, I looked into his eyes as I wrapped my mouth around the small digit and sucked it clean. He stared at me awestruck as I smiled and licked my lip clean of any excess syrup.
It was the first time I have ever seen Sungyeol at a loss for words. The room was bathed in silence as we gazed at one another curiously. I was trying to read his reaction to see if he wanted what I wanted, but he wasn’t giving me any signs to continue nor stop with whatever I was doing. So I decided to press my luck and close the gap between us, pulling him in for a light kiss. He relaxed and moved along with my lips, but he still didn’t show any signs of eagerness to move further, to do more.
Parting from him, I felt his shallow breathing on my face. He seemed to be having a hard time comprehending all of this. In order to distract him, I dipped my finger in the whipped cream and chocolate before bringing it up to his lips. He gaped at my finger questioningly. I rubbed the sweet mess across his lips eventually get him to open up. He licked hesitantly but it was enough to send my reeling in happiness.
His lips parted in a smile after licking me clean. We didn’t need to speak to know what the other was thinking. “Do you want to?” I asked in regards to our shared thoughts.
“If you want to,” he replied placing his hands on my waist and pulling me close.
My response was a kiss full of heat with a delicious mixture of saliva and chocolate syrup. He leaned back breathing heavily. We both eyed the bed, but before we made our way there he grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup while I picked up the can of whipped cream.
Once beside the bed we tossed our sweets atop of it. Sungyeol pivoted to face me, the bed stood behind him. I reached down to pull at the cord holding his robes closed, luckily we hadn’t got dressed since we left the hot spring. His robe parted and I guided my hands up his torso beneath the soft cloth. Once at his shoulders, I ran my hands down his arms pulling the robe with them until it fell to the floor and pooled around his feet.
He reflected my actions, undoing my robe and tracing his hands across my body until I was also standing before him completely exposed. We admired one another silently, our hands slowly caressing one another’s body. My fingers combed through his hair as I tilted forward to kiss him again, our naked skin growing heated with friction between us.
Sungyeol slowly leaned back against the bed, shifting upwards and across as I crawled over him ending in a tangle of limbs. Extending my arm I felt around until I found the can of whipped cream and the bottle of syrup. Sitting up on my heels, I aimed the can to his chest drawing a smiley face across his stomach using the syrup on his nipples for the eyes, beautifully dark reflecting his own. He watched in amusement as I created my masterpiece. I only took a few seconds to admire my handy work, while tracing my fingers across the uncovered skin and around the sweet white mounds.
Licking my lips, I hovered over his stomach and ran my tongue up the center to clear the spot I had drawn the nose in. He quivered beneath me as I worked my way across his chest. When I reached one of the eyes he could no longer remain still. His hands clutched at my arms as his back arched off the bed. His right hand slid to the back of my head caressing my scalp as I tongued my way over his skin. As I made my way south he began to giggle each time my tongue lapped up the whipped cream and chocolate.
I paused glancing up at him. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth in attempt to quell his laughter. Smiling I moved down to his bellybutton, licking at first, then taking in a deep breath, I attached my lips to his tummy and blew a raspberry against his skin. A burst of laughter erupted from Sungyeol’s mouth as I continued to blow raspberries against his stomach.
He caught my face between his hands and pulled me up to eye level, chuckling before pecking my lips. “Myungsoo can you please be serious right now?”
Shifting upwards, I perched myself on my elbows and ran my fingers through his hair. “Honey, I’m just trying to get rid of the butterflies in your stomach,” I teased leaning in to kiss away the pout forming on his lips. “You should relax before we go any further.”
Heaving in a sigh he studied my face. I could feel his hands moving up and down my sides, nails scraping my skin on occasion. “Have you done this before?” he whispered.
“Haven’t I told you before?” I replied fainting exasperation. “You’re my first Yeol.” I leaned in to kiss him briefly swiping my tongue across his lips enjoying the lingering taste of chocolate. “You were my first kiss.” I kissed his forehead. “You’re my first love.” Placing our foreheads together I closed my eyes and inhaled as he exhaled. “You’re my everything Sungyeol.”
Arms wrapped around my waist holding me close. Peeking through my lashes, I witnessed the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. His lips quickly attached themselves to mine as he kissed, sucked, nibbled, and tongued his way into my mouth. Things picked up quickly between us. Hands began to grope and explore unknown territories.
Moving back down his body, I uncapped the bottle of chocolate syrup and coated his heated erection before leaning in to enjoy another treat. Sungyeol wasn’t sure where to rest his hands as I licked and sucked at his manhood. At one point they were in my hair or clutching my hands, and later they were fisting the sheets as he writhed and moaned beneath. It was cute how much he was enjoying this.
Once I removed every trace of chocolate I could find, I allowed my hand to trail to his backside, squeezing at the plump flesh. Our eyes met in understanding. I slid off the bed and stepped towards my bag. Sungyeol sat up on his elbows watching me curiously. “What are you doing?” he asked.
I finally found what I was searching for at the bottom of the bag. Pulling it out I made my way back to the bed, flashing the bottle of lube to him before I crawled over to him. “Why do you have that?” he wondered.
“Just in case,” I grinned.
“So you were planning this?” he accused.
“No, I just wanted to be ready whenever you were,” I explained, sliding my hands up his legs opening then enough to move closer to him. “And you can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”
He laughed lightly. “You’re right, I’ve thought about this a lot.” He parted his legs further inviting me in. “Be gentle,” he whispered.
“Sure thing babe.” I ran my hands continuously up and down his legs making sure he was fully relaxed before I moved further. I’ve heard tension can really make the first time difficult and the last thing I want to do is hurt him in any way.
Using extra lube, I began to finger him. This slowed things down a bit because he kept asking me to wait and I did. I waited for him to adjust as the pain eased, but each time I moved too much or added a finger to stretch him it just seemed to get worse. I asked if he wanted to stop many times, but he always told me he was fine.
At one point, he pulled me down so that he could kiss me, as if it would help him forget about the pain of being stretched. Huffing he told me to go ahead and that he wanted to try more than fingers. I could see the worry in his eyes as I pulled my fingers out and lined up before him. He sighed, staring up at me intently, waiting for me to push forward. I hesitated making sure I was fully coated with lubricant and he was ready before inching into him.
His eyes widened and squeezed shut, while gritting his teeth. After making it in fully, I stopped waiting for his breathing to slow and for his body to loosen up. I was letting him decide when to move. His eyes opened and tears rolled down the side of his face. “Why does it have to hurt so fucking much?” he breathed. I wipe away his tears.
Eventually, we got moving again. I set a slow pace and Sungyeol began to relax. When I hit his prostate a few times he almost forgot completely about the pain in the preparation. When I was finally able to pick up the agonizingly slow pace, I shifted upwards and pushed his legs forward giving myself leverage. The angle did wonders for Sungyeol and I had a better range of motion. I had him cumming in no time.
When his high was finished and I was still going he asked me to stop. Disappointment crossed my entire being because I thought he was about to leave me hot and bothered. Instead, he tugged my arm to get me to lie down as he moved to grab the syrup. He smiled in perfection again and stated, “I still haven’t had my treat.”
He drizzled the syrup all over my cock, spreading it teasingly with a single finger. “Sungyeol,” I whined. “Stop playing with me already.”
He pouted like a child being scolded before he bent over me and licked the tip of my erection like a lollipop savoring the taste of chocolate and precum. He was slow while licking some of the excess syrup running down my shaft. When he finally took me in his mouth, I felt like I was suddenly melting. Our bodies were already heated from the hot spring and now all of this action was only sending me further into the inferno that is called love. The sound of Sungyeol sucking and lapping my cock was enough to undo me. Without warning I came in his mouth, causing him to pull back surprised and almost choking. I heaved a sorry as he wiped at his mouth and licked his fingers clean.
Exhausted he shimmied upwards to lie across my chest, nipping and pecking at my chin as we both tried to cool down. “Who knew ordering ice cream would lead to this?” he mumbled sucking at my neck. “I thought it would help us cool down, but now I feel even more faint from the heat.”
“Maybe we should just go take a shower,” I suggested.
“As long as you don’t suddenly attack me again. I don’t think I can handle another round. The first one was tough enough.” He sat up pulling me with him, only to frown and hiss.
“What?” I asked concerned.
“Just a little sore.”
I smirked before responding teasingly, “Do my baby’s butt hurt?”
Smacking my arm, he lifted himself off the bed and shuffled towards the bathroom. “Next time it’s going to be you,” he threatened before walking through the bathroom door.
I quickly got off the bed and rushed to the bathroom, grabbing him tightly around the waist from behind. “Can’t wait for you to show me what it feels like,” I whispered into his ear.
We spent the next day cuddling in bed and watching movies because Sungyeol said he didn’t feel like walking around all day with a throbbing pain in his backside. I didn’t mind having him hugged up to my side all day. I could feel the bond between us growing stronger, the love becoming more powerful. It was a major turning point in our relationship. I can’t imagine myself being with anyone other than him.
By the time I ended my story, Sungjong had given up on trying to finish his entire ice cream sundae and we had made our way back to the room to put up our supplies for class.
“You two are perfect together,” Sungjong commented. “I mean, you care for one another in such a way that many people only dream of having. You two are really in love.”
“Thanks, Jongie.” I smiled while patting his head. “Hopefully you can find that person for you some day. The one that makes you feel complete.”
The door opened and Sungyeol entered grinning from ear to ear. “What’s all this mushy stuff about love? What are you filling Sungjong’s head with L?” he questioned.
I chuckled while Sungjong responded with, “L was just telling me about your first time together.”
Sungyeol’s eyes widen to the size of saucers as he moved to my side. “How much did you tell him?”
“There was something about chocolate syrup and whipped cream. And then there was something else about you barely being able to walk afterwards,” Sungjong piped.
Sungyeol had me in a headlock before Sungjong even finished the second part of his ramblings. “I can’t believe you were telling him those things.”
“What? He was curious,” I choked out.
“Did it really hurt that much?” Sungjong wondered interrupting us.
“It wasn’t that bad sweetie,” Sungyeol answered releasing me and moving to sit beside the smaller male. “I’m not going to lie and say it doesn’t hurt, but I have to admit it felt amazing once you get past the pain in the beginning. Don’t be afraid,” Sungyeol added trying to soothe him while patting his back.
“He’s right Sungjong,” I agreed while moving to sit on his other side. “When we did it the second time, I understood the pain he’s talking about. When it’s with someone you care about, the good feelings outweigh the bad.” The younger male peeked up at us from beneath his bangs with a shy smile. Shifting closer I added, “Not to mention you will be more prepared than we were with this class we have together. You’ll be able to fully prepare yourself for the real thing.” I gave him a wink before he shoved me away, causing me to stumble off the bed.
Sungyeol laughed and cocked his head in thought. “What were you two doing while I was in class?”
“I was helping Sungjong buy things for one of our classes. The bags are by the closets.”
He automatically grabbed our bags and dumped the contents on Sungjong’s bed. Glancing over the objects he picked up Sungjong’s dildo and smiled. “It so cute and tiny.”
I mentally slapped myself at how embarrassing he was being, not to mention how he was probably making Sungjong feel. He picked up the pink one and looked at me. “Whose is this?”
Strolling towards him I plucked it out of his hand and stated, “Mine,” before smacking him on the behind with it and going back to our bunk.
The glint in his eye told me he was already thinking about the fun we could have with it. He looked at all our other products and I could tell he was making mental notes on each item I bought. He was definitely plotting ways to use them on me.
Lying on his bunk, I tossed the dildo to the end of the bed and thought back to the story I had just told Sungjong. It reminded me of how much the tall, chubby cheeked male standing across the room meant to me. Rolling to my side, I watched him examine one of the penis sleeves in complete interest.
“How was your class today?” I wondered aloud breaking his concentration.
He looked up at me and grinned. “We talked about many benefits of using different types of syrups during foreplay and sex.” We shared a knowing look before he turned his attention back to the device in his hand. I knew we were definitely going to enjoy the assignments in his Just Desserts class. I wonder if it was nostalgia that made him decide to enroll in that class or maybe he just wants and excuse to eat as many sweets as he wants.
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A/N: This was originally supposed to have 3 CAM's but I got lazy and decided to only do 1 CAM because it was so long winded.
Author: leejaehwa7
Fandom: BEAST/Infinite/Big Bang/MBLAQ/Block B/SHINee/more
Couples: BEAST/OT6, Woohyun/Sunggyu, Myungsoo/Sungyeol/Sungjong, Joon/Mir, Zico/Kyung, Jonghyun/Key, GD/TOP, more
Chapters: 5/?
Rating: NC-17 (mostly)
Disclaimer: I don’t own these lovely guys but the plot is definitely concocted by my pervy mind ^_^
Summary:Pleasure Cruise University (PCU) is an all boys school on the sea that specifically caters to the wealthy elites of society. The school provides the perfect place for males with healthy sex drives, who wish to have fun before entering into family businesses. The school may seem like a playground for adults, but it teaches something more than outsiders can ever understand.
A/N: Another Episode. This one is all MyunYeol because it was getting long and detailed and I'm tired and I wanted to post something before I get down to my school work. So much to do this year >_<
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Episode 5
Myungsoo’s CAM:
Our first week at PCU flew by in a rush. Maybe it’s the feel of a new environment, meeting new people, or simply the idea of actually being fascinated with all the events going on around me that causes time to pass by so quickly. Everyday something fresh and exciting happens, and best of all I get to share them with Sungyeol. Deciding to go to this university was probably one of the best decisions we made together.
Normally Sungyeol and I stay in our own little world because not many people are accepting of our relationship. Being together was never something we felt we should hide. After we told our parents, they attempted to threaten us with mentions of disinheritance, but that did nothing to deter us from being together. Eventually our families decided to ignore our relationship as opposed to causing a commotion by disowning us, while exposing us to the public. I guess they cared more about saving face and what the public thinks, than how we feel. Either way, Sungyeol and I get to be together; that’s all that really matters to me.
Even though it shouldn’t be, we find it amusing how our families gives us these looks of disgust when we are together at each other’s homes. What’s even funnier are the comments Sungyeol’s mom makes in regards to me. On more than one account she said something along the lines of, “At least our Sungyeol found someone handsome and wealthy.” Sungyeol always acts annoyed and asks if that’s all his mom cares about. I find it endearing when he argues about all the other things there is to love about me, which surprises her even more because it shows he’s serious.
Actually, he is much more different now than when we first got together. He was a lot more immature and hesitant in the beginning, probably because he has an inferiority complex when it comes to being with me. He ridiculously thinks he not beautiful enough to be with me. Even more he doesn’t believe me when I tell him he’s the most beautiful person I’ve ever met. But he’s matured greatly. He still has that childish side that comes out every once in a while, and I love every bit of him.
Like now for instance, he is pouting because he has to go to class and I don’t. “Why did I sign up for this stupid Just Desserts class? And why does it have to be in the afternoon on a Friday?”
“You liked the idea of eating as being your class assignment?” I suggested mockingly. Giving him a smirk, I smacked his behind and scolded him. “Stop whining and just go to class already. Think about when you get to use me as part of the homework assignments.”
A smile spread across his face as he pinched my cheek before retreating in the opposite direction. “I’ll remember that Kim Myungsoo,” he called out.
I laughed and rubbed my cheek. He’s such a baby sometimes, but he’s my baby. And now I had some time to waste until Sungyeol gets out of class. Remembering I had some supplies to buy for one of my classes, I made my way to one of the school stores. Surprisingly I found our youngest roommate browsing the section I needed to buy items from as well. He seemed completely focused on the task at hand and didn’t notice when I came up behind him. Grabbing his waist, I startled him out of his trance.
He turned to me, face flushed with annoyance. “Don’t do that,” he complained.
“Sorry,” I mumbled, patting his head before turning to the wall of shelves. I could feel him glancing towards me before eyeing the merchandise once more. After the third glance I finally asked, “Do you need some assistance?”
He quickly waved his hands and shook his head. “No, no. I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?” I wondered, leaning in to whisper, “Have you ever used one of these? I mean, since you’re a virgin and all.”
His face grew increasingly redder as he pushed me away in embarrassment. “It’s not funny,” he pouted.
“Okay, I’m sorry,” I said trying to appease Sungjong. “But seriously, would you like some help? I can at least give you my opinion.”
He sighed and nodded in response still a bit embarrassed about the situation. Sungjong and I were in Pleasing Yourself together, so I knew exactly why he was standing here flustered as he tries to pick out the list of supplies our professor gave us on the first day. They ranged from anal beads to vibrators and right now Sungjong was standing before a large assortment of the latter. He turned towards me, crossing his arms while waiting for my suggestions.
“Well, since you don’t have much experience, I suggest something small and sleek. When it comes to vibrators, size doesn’t really matter for the pleasure aspect.” I handed him an option off the shelf for him to consider, as I continued looking around for one myself.
“What about you?” he wondered. “You say size doesn’t matter, but how big do you really like it?”
His question caught me by surprise. I smiled grabbing a purple penis-shaped vibrator off the shelf that was larger than the one I had given to him. “I’m not going to tell you how much I can handle,” I teased before moving past him to another area of the shop. “Honestly it depends on how I feel at the time anyways.”
We were in the dildo section now. I pointed Sungjong to a shelf and told him it was probably best for him to pick from there, but it was up to him if he wants to go bigger. He shrugged and grabbed one that was baby blue. I grabbed one a size larger that was bright pink, Sungyeol’s favorite color. I would have to get him to help me break in later.
Taking Sunjong’s arm, I pulled him to the opposite side of the shop that contained beads and plugs. His eyes grew wide at the size of some of the plugs. “There is no way I’m ever getting that in my ass,” he announced shocked.
Chuckling, I placed my arm around his shoulder. “Sweetie, you would be surprised at what you are capable of.”
This time he didn’t need my guidance and simply went for the smallest option possible; same with choosing what set of beads he wanted. His shyness was slowly slipping away as we made our way through the shop looking at different sex toys and pleasure devices. He asked me if I had ever tried some things, but most of the time I replied, “Never had the opportunity.”
We came to a shelf of penis sleeves, some even vibrated. They were on our list of supplies as well. Sungjong curiously picked up one of the boxes and giggled. “The opening is shaped like a vagina.” He shoved it in my face excitedly.
I laughed at his amusement pushing the box away. “You do know that some guys on this ship like girls right?”
He nodded still examining the product. “I know, but the percentage is really low. Like fifteen or something.”
“I wonder if it’s weird for them to be surrounded by so many guys who swing the other way?” It was a rhetorical question that Sungjong only shrugged in reply to. Eventually he chose a vibrating sleeve that had an opening shaped like a mouth, once he was over the whole vagina thing. I did the same and we made our way to check out.
Upon exiting the shop, Sungjong jumped in front of me stopping me in my tracks. “Let’s get some ice cream,” he exclaimed. Before I could speak, he grabbed my arm and started dragging me towards the south end of the deck. “There’s this really cute shop that I want to try.”
“Fine, fine,” I repeated going along with him. “You are just as bad as Sungyeol when he wants something sweet.”
We approached the shop to find there were only two customers inside. The shops walls were alternating strips of white and blue. The seats came in an array of colors and designs. At first look, the decorations seemed to be thrown together in a clashing mess, but upon further inspection each seat represented a different flavor of ice cream. The tables and counters themselves were a pearly white, polished to perfection. The far wall was half covered in containers of scoop candy; choices for any possible craving whether it is sweet, sour, chewy, crunchy, or hard.
The ice cream freezer display contained almost sixty flavors to choose from. Sungjong and I strolled past the display taking in all of the colors and options. I quickly decided on an old time favorite of cookies and cream in a cup. Sungjong on the other hand was too indecisive to just choose one flavor so he got a variety bowl with blueberry, chocolate marshmallow swirl, mint chocolate chip, and strawberry cheesecake all drizzled in chocolate syrup with whipped cream and a cherry to top. Looking at the concoction, I wondered how all of that would taste together.
Either way, we took a seat in the booth that looked like an explosion of cotton candy. Sungjong’s bowl was a monster compared to my small single scoop one. I nibbled on my ice cream as he began to devour his, licking the whipped cream off his spoon in a very sensual manner. Ice cream toppings always bring back happy memories for me.
“So L,” Sungjong began swallowing his mouthful of blueberry ice cream. “Can I ask you something personal?” Taking another bite of my cookies and cream, I gave him a small nod. He smiled and continued boldly. “What was your first time like?”
His curiosity about the subject amused me. He stared at me wide eyed in expectancy. “Do you really want to know?” I smirked glancing down at his bowl of slowly melting ice cream.
“Tell me,” he whined.
Reaching over I dipped my finger in the whipped cream and chocolate syrup, bringing it to my lips and sucking it clean before diving into my story. “I guess I will start from the beginning.”
I met Sungyeol after my parents moved forcing me to transfer schools in the middle of my junior year. My quiet demeanor and almost constant scowl was enough to keep everyone away from me, but not him. Sungyeol boldly approached me on the first day after class was over and introduced himself. I didn’t think much of this tall, chubby cheeked, class clown. He talked way too much and no matter how much I ignored him he just wouldn’t leave me alone.
After a week of his constant attention, I finally confronted him. “What do you want from me?”
His paused in his speech most likely shocked at my speaking. Smiling he tilted his head and replied, “Friendship.”
We watched each other curiously waiting to see if either would speak. It was as if a silent agreement passed between us and I decided that day that Sungyeol could be a part of my life. I was already getting used to his mindless rambling anyways. But it took a few months for me to realize that I liked Sungyeol more than I wanted to admit.
Again he was the first to make a move. We were at my house watching a movie in the theater room. The moment itself is laughable because he was fighting we me trying to get the bag of popcorn I was keeping out of his reach. He leaned over the armrest and across my seat extending his arm for the snack. Before I knew it his lips were against mine long enough to disorient me and grab the popcorn.
He grinned as if nothing had happened and returned to watching the movie while munching on his prize. I couldn’t shake the feeling of his soft lips against mine. Unconsciously, I began tracing my lips with my fingers trying to understand the burst of emotion rising within me. Sungyeol noticed my apprehension and reached over to pull my hand away from my mouth. While lacing our fingers together, he gave me a toothy grin before turning once again to the movie playing on the screen before us. The only things I could focus on was the way his fingers flexed and relaxed around my hand each time he laughed and the balmy feeling created by our combined body heat. Even after the show was over, he didn’t release my hand as we walked back to my bedroom to hangout before he had to return home. This feeling was new and pleasant. I didn’t want it to end because it was the first time I felt connected to anything or anyone. Sungyeol had suddenly brought me back to earth and grounded me with his presence.
Even though he had confidently made the first moves, something within Sungyeol began to show through, his insecurities. And again for the first time, he helped me experience another new feeling. It was the first time in my life that anyone actually needed me. I loved that he could come to me to discuss his problems and worries. I loved that he leaned on me for support. He brought me out of the protective shell I had long ago created to keep from being hurt. I know it sounds clichéd but Sungyeol changed my life drastically.
We had been dating a few months before we told our parents about our relationship. They overreacted but ended up learning to deal with it. Our next monumental event didn’t occur until winter break of our senior year. The school offered a class trip to a hot springs for some stress free relaxation time. Naturally Sungyeol and I shared a room. We spent most of the trip together, occasionally going out with some of the other classmates, but we preferred to spend our time with just the two of us.
Sungyeol and I had just spent a while making out in one of the private hot springs. We were both overheated and wished to cool off just a bit. Sungyeol had the bright idea to order a large bowl of ice cream with toppings on the side so we could decorate it ourselves. He always complains that the toppings were never proportioned the way he wants them. In reality, he likes to drown his ice cream in chocolate syrup while sparingly sprinkling the fruit and other toppings. In the end, all anyone can taste is the chocolate syrup.
Everything was going well until Sungyeol opened the chocolate syrup bottle to have it overflow down his hand. As opposed to wiping it off and wasting the tasty liquid, he began licking his fingers. I watched entranced as his tongue flicked up his palm and across his fingertips trying to stop the sticky topping from trailing further down his hand. The show was probably more sensual that he realized and before I could think twice I reached out and took his hand in mine, bringing his fingers to my mouth to enjoy the taste as well.
He stood before me frozen, watching intently as I sucked an entire finger in my mouth. I had definitely caught his attention. I moved to his middle and ring finger, sliding them in my mouth and grazing my teeth along the underside of them as I scraped them clean of the liquid chocolate. I used my tongue to lick between the fingers feeling him shiver and sigh. Moving to his pinky, I looked into his eyes as I wrapped my mouth around the small digit and sucked it clean. He stared at me awestruck as I smiled and licked my lip clean of any excess syrup.
It was the first time I have ever seen Sungyeol at a loss for words. The room was bathed in silence as we gazed at one another curiously. I was trying to read his reaction to see if he wanted what I wanted, but he wasn’t giving me any signs to continue nor stop with whatever I was doing. So I decided to press my luck and close the gap between us, pulling him in for a light kiss. He relaxed and moved along with my lips, but he still didn’t show any signs of eagerness to move further, to do more.
Parting from him, I felt his shallow breathing on my face. He seemed to be having a hard time comprehending all of this. In order to distract him, I dipped my finger in the whipped cream and chocolate before bringing it up to his lips. He gaped at my finger questioningly. I rubbed the sweet mess across his lips eventually get him to open up. He licked hesitantly but it was enough to send my reeling in happiness.
His lips parted in a smile after licking me clean. We didn’t need to speak to know what the other was thinking. “Do you want to?” I asked in regards to our shared thoughts.
“If you want to,” he replied placing his hands on my waist and pulling me close.
My response was a kiss full of heat with a delicious mixture of saliva and chocolate syrup. He leaned back breathing heavily. We both eyed the bed, but before we made our way there he grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup while I picked up the can of whipped cream.
Once beside the bed we tossed our sweets atop of it. Sungyeol pivoted to face me, the bed stood behind him. I reached down to pull at the cord holding his robes closed, luckily we hadn’t got dressed since we left the hot spring. His robe parted and I guided my hands up his torso beneath the soft cloth. Once at his shoulders, I ran my hands down his arms pulling the robe with them until it fell to the floor and pooled around his feet.
He reflected my actions, undoing my robe and tracing his hands across my body until I was also standing before him completely exposed. We admired one another silently, our hands slowly caressing one another’s body. My fingers combed through his hair as I tilted forward to kiss him again, our naked skin growing heated with friction between us.
Sungyeol slowly leaned back against the bed, shifting upwards and across as I crawled over him ending in a tangle of limbs. Extending my arm I felt around until I found the can of whipped cream and the bottle of syrup. Sitting up on my heels, I aimed the can to his chest drawing a smiley face across his stomach using the syrup on his nipples for the eyes, beautifully dark reflecting his own. He watched in amusement as I created my masterpiece. I only took a few seconds to admire my handy work, while tracing my fingers across the uncovered skin and around the sweet white mounds.
Licking my lips, I hovered over his stomach and ran my tongue up the center to clear the spot I had drawn the nose in. He quivered beneath me as I worked my way across his chest. When I reached one of the eyes he could no longer remain still. His hands clutched at my arms as his back arched off the bed. His right hand slid to the back of my head caressing my scalp as I tongued my way over his skin. As I made my way south he began to giggle each time my tongue lapped up the whipped cream and chocolate.
I paused glancing up at him. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth in attempt to quell his laughter. Smiling I moved down to his bellybutton, licking at first, then taking in a deep breath, I attached my lips to his tummy and blew a raspberry against his skin. A burst of laughter erupted from Sungyeol’s mouth as I continued to blow raspberries against his stomach.
He caught my face between his hands and pulled me up to eye level, chuckling before pecking my lips. “Myungsoo can you please be serious right now?”
Shifting upwards, I perched myself on my elbows and ran my fingers through his hair. “Honey, I’m just trying to get rid of the butterflies in your stomach,” I teased leaning in to kiss away the pout forming on his lips. “You should relax before we go any further.”
Heaving in a sigh he studied my face. I could feel his hands moving up and down my sides, nails scraping my skin on occasion. “Have you done this before?” he whispered.
“Haven’t I told you before?” I replied fainting exasperation. “You’re my first Yeol.” I leaned in to kiss him briefly swiping my tongue across his lips enjoying the lingering taste of chocolate. “You were my first kiss.” I kissed his forehead. “You’re my first love.” Placing our foreheads together I closed my eyes and inhaled as he exhaled. “You’re my everything Sungyeol.”
Arms wrapped around my waist holding me close. Peeking through my lashes, I witnessed the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. His lips quickly attached themselves to mine as he kissed, sucked, nibbled, and tongued his way into my mouth. Things picked up quickly between us. Hands began to grope and explore unknown territories.
Moving back down his body, I uncapped the bottle of chocolate syrup and coated his heated erection before leaning in to enjoy another treat. Sungyeol wasn’t sure where to rest his hands as I licked and sucked at his manhood. At one point they were in my hair or clutching my hands, and later they were fisting the sheets as he writhed and moaned beneath. It was cute how much he was enjoying this.
Once I removed every trace of chocolate I could find, I allowed my hand to trail to his backside, squeezing at the plump flesh. Our eyes met in understanding. I slid off the bed and stepped towards my bag. Sungyeol sat up on his elbows watching me curiously. “What are you doing?” he asked.
I finally found what I was searching for at the bottom of the bag. Pulling it out I made my way back to the bed, flashing the bottle of lube to him before I crawled over to him. “Why do you have that?” he wondered.
“Just in case,” I grinned.
“So you were planning this?” he accused.
“No, I just wanted to be ready whenever you were,” I explained, sliding my hands up his legs opening then enough to move closer to him. “And you can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”
He laughed lightly. “You’re right, I’ve thought about this a lot.” He parted his legs further inviting me in. “Be gentle,” he whispered.
“Sure thing babe.” I ran my hands continuously up and down his legs making sure he was fully relaxed before I moved further. I’ve heard tension can really make the first time difficult and the last thing I want to do is hurt him in any way.
Using extra lube, I began to finger him. This slowed things down a bit because he kept asking me to wait and I did. I waited for him to adjust as the pain eased, but each time I moved too much or added a finger to stretch him it just seemed to get worse. I asked if he wanted to stop many times, but he always told me he was fine.
At one point, he pulled me down so that he could kiss me, as if it would help him forget about the pain of being stretched. Huffing he told me to go ahead and that he wanted to try more than fingers. I could see the worry in his eyes as I pulled my fingers out and lined up before him. He sighed, staring up at me intently, waiting for me to push forward. I hesitated making sure I was fully coated with lubricant and he was ready before inching into him.
His eyes widened and squeezed shut, while gritting his teeth. After making it in fully, I stopped waiting for his breathing to slow and for his body to loosen up. I was letting him decide when to move. His eyes opened and tears rolled down the side of his face. “Why does it have to hurt so fucking much?” he breathed. I wipe away his tears.
Eventually, we got moving again. I set a slow pace and Sungyeol began to relax. When I hit his prostate a few times he almost forgot completely about the pain in the preparation. When I was finally able to pick up the agonizingly slow pace, I shifted upwards and pushed his legs forward giving myself leverage. The angle did wonders for Sungyeol and I had a better range of motion. I had him cumming in no time.
When his high was finished and I was still going he asked me to stop. Disappointment crossed my entire being because I thought he was about to leave me hot and bothered. Instead, he tugged my arm to get me to lie down as he moved to grab the syrup. He smiled in perfection again and stated, “I still haven’t had my treat.”
He drizzled the syrup all over my cock, spreading it teasingly with a single finger. “Sungyeol,” I whined. “Stop playing with me already.”
He pouted like a child being scolded before he bent over me and licked the tip of my erection like a lollipop savoring the taste of chocolate and precum. He was slow while licking some of the excess syrup running down my shaft. When he finally took me in his mouth, I felt like I was suddenly melting. Our bodies were already heated from the hot spring and now all of this action was only sending me further into the inferno that is called love. The sound of Sungyeol sucking and lapping my cock was enough to undo me. Without warning I came in his mouth, causing him to pull back surprised and almost choking. I heaved a sorry as he wiped at his mouth and licked his fingers clean.
Exhausted he shimmied upwards to lie across my chest, nipping and pecking at my chin as we both tried to cool down. “Who knew ordering ice cream would lead to this?” he mumbled sucking at my neck. “I thought it would help us cool down, but now I feel even more faint from the heat.”
“Maybe we should just go take a shower,” I suggested.
“As long as you don’t suddenly attack me again. I don’t think I can handle another round. The first one was tough enough.” He sat up pulling me with him, only to frown and hiss.
“What?” I asked concerned.
“Just a little sore.”
I smirked before responding teasingly, “Do my baby’s butt hurt?”
Smacking my arm, he lifted himself off the bed and shuffled towards the bathroom. “Next time it’s going to be you,” he threatened before walking through the bathroom door.
I quickly got off the bed and rushed to the bathroom, grabbing him tightly around the waist from behind. “Can’t wait for you to show me what it feels like,” I whispered into his ear.
We spent the next day cuddling in bed and watching movies because Sungyeol said he didn’t feel like walking around all day with a throbbing pain in his backside. I didn’t mind having him hugged up to my side all day. I could feel the bond between us growing stronger, the love becoming more powerful. It was a major turning point in our relationship. I can’t imagine myself being with anyone other than him.
By the time I ended my story, Sungjong had given up on trying to finish his entire ice cream sundae and we had made our way back to the room to put up our supplies for class.
“You two are perfect together,” Sungjong commented. “I mean, you care for one another in such a way that many people only dream of having. You two are really in love.”
“Thanks, Jongie.” I smiled while patting his head. “Hopefully you can find that person for you some day. The one that makes you feel complete.”
The door opened and Sungyeol entered grinning from ear to ear. “What’s all this mushy stuff about love? What are you filling Sungjong’s head with L?” he questioned.
I chuckled while Sungjong responded with, “L was just telling me about your first time together.”
Sungyeol’s eyes widen to the size of saucers as he moved to my side. “How much did you tell him?”
“There was something about chocolate syrup and whipped cream. And then there was something else about you barely being able to walk afterwards,” Sungjong piped.
Sungyeol had me in a headlock before Sungjong even finished the second part of his ramblings. “I can’t believe you were telling him those things.”
“What? He was curious,” I choked out.
“Did it really hurt that much?” Sungjong wondered interrupting us.
“It wasn’t that bad sweetie,” Sungyeol answered releasing me and moving to sit beside the smaller male. “I’m not going to lie and say it doesn’t hurt, but I have to admit it felt amazing once you get past the pain in the beginning. Don’t be afraid,” Sungyeol added trying to soothe him while patting his back.
“He’s right Sungjong,” I agreed while moving to sit on his other side. “When we did it the second time, I understood the pain he’s talking about. When it’s with someone you care about, the good feelings outweigh the bad.” The younger male peeked up at us from beneath his bangs with a shy smile. Shifting closer I added, “Not to mention you will be more prepared than we were with this class we have together. You’ll be able to fully prepare yourself for the real thing.” I gave him a wink before he shoved me away, causing me to stumble off the bed.
Sungyeol laughed and cocked his head in thought. “What were you two doing while I was in class?”
“I was helping Sungjong buy things for one of our classes. The bags are by the closets.”
He automatically grabbed our bags and dumped the contents on Sungjong’s bed. Glancing over the objects he picked up Sungjong’s dildo and smiled. “It so cute and tiny.”
I mentally slapped myself at how embarrassing he was being, not to mention how he was probably making Sungjong feel. He picked up the pink one and looked at me. “Whose is this?”
Strolling towards him I plucked it out of his hand and stated, “Mine,” before smacking him on the behind with it and going back to our bunk.
The glint in his eye told me he was already thinking about the fun we could have with it. He looked at all our other products and I could tell he was making mental notes on each item I bought. He was definitely plotting ways to use them on me.
Lying on his bunk, I tossed the dildo to the end of the bed and thought back to the story I had just told Sungjong. It reminded me of how much the tall, chubby cheeked male standing across the room meant to me. Rolling to my side, I watched him examine one of the penis sleeves in complete interest.
“How was your class today?” I wondered aloud breaking his concentration.
He looked up at me and grinned. “We talked about many benefits of using different types of syrups during foreplay and sex.” We shared a knowing look before he turned his attention back to the device in his hand. I knew we were definitely going to enjoy the assignments in his Just Desserts class. I wonder if it was nostalgia that made him decide to enroll in that class or maybe he just wants and excuse to eat as many sweets as he wants.
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A/N: This was originally supposed to have 3 CAM's but I got lazy and decided to only do 1 CAM because it was so long winded.